I Will Slay Him

I Will Slay Him

At the sound of the voice, everyone turned to look. They saw the handsome young man behind Bai Ningbing slowly raise his head and say to Su Manman, "Miss Su, please look after Little Nannan for me."

The moment he said this, the black-armored guards and cultivators present were all stunned, unable to understand what Chen Qiye meant.

"Chen Qiye, you're no match for him!" Su Manman was startled and grabbed his robe, trying to persuade him.

Although Chen Qiye had slain Li Xianyun with a single sword strike, that strike had come too suddenly. Li Xianyun had been caught completely off guard. Besides, Li Xianyun was merely an ordinary Dao Palace cultivator, utterly incomparable to Fu Zhan, who possessed a special bloodline.

"Chen Qiye, you're no match for him!" Su Manman was startled and grabbed his robe, trying to persuade him.

"Brother Chen?" Bai Ningbing was equally taken aback. "You don't mean to challenge Fu Zhan, do you?"

As soon as the words fell, a commotion erupted from the crowd.

Everyone's gazes converged on Chen Qiye as though they were looking at a monster.

"Wheel Sea realm?"

"He's courting death!"

"Fu Zhan's bloodline is incredibly powerful. Even cultivators of the same realm would struggle to find a match for him, let alone Chen Qiye, who's an entire major realm below him..."

Listening to the agitated discussion, a trace of mockery flashed through Fu Zhan's eyes. He slowly turned around, his icy gaze sweeping over Bai Ningbing's group before finally settling on Chen Qiye. He said blandly, "You aren't qualified to challenge me."

As soon as he said this, many cultivators nodded in agreement.

The Wheel Sea realm was only the first realm of cultivation. Chen Qiye truly had no right to challenge someone across realms. More importantly, he was an unknown nobody.

"Brother Chen, do you truly intend to challenge him?"

By then, Ye Guxue had returned to Bai Ningbing's side. With a light flick of his finger, the square, upright sword embedded in the ground flew into his hand. He offered it to Chen Qiye and said, "My Dusk Snow Sword may not be some great cultivator's artifact, but it has been refined for twenty years. It is somewhat stronger than ordinary artifacts."

Bai Mochen immediately burst out laughing. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "He's merely a Wheel Sea cultivator. Even giving him an imperial weapon would be meaningless. Could he even wield it?"

"How about this? Shall I borrow the Exquisite Mirror from Master? Then Eldest Senior Brother can simply let go and fight the 'Imperial Sword.'" Bai Mochen said sarcastically. The Exquisite Mirror was an artifact passed down through Canghai Old Man's ancestors. Having been refined by dozens of generations, it already possessed the power of a great cultivator.

With Fu Zhan's powerful bloodline and the Exquisite Mirror, he indeed could fight Ye Guxue.

Though Bai Mochen's words were unpleasant, they expressed a valid point. If one relied on another person's artifact to win, that victory would still be dishonorable.

Upon hearing this, everyone present shook their heads, an inexplicable helplessness appearing in their eyes.

"It's only a spar, not a fight to the death..." Whispers continued without end.

Amid everyone's sighs, Chen Qiye merely shook his head at Ye Guxue.

"Brother Bai, I'm not challenging him..." Chen Qiye said, his cold gaze fixed on Fu Zhan. "I'm going to slay him!"

His clear voice carried a faint killing intent as it echoed through the valley and beyond it.

As soon as his words fell, the entire crowd erupted.

"This is bad."

"With Fu Zhan's vengeful nature, how could he possibly endure Chen Qiye speaking to him like that?"

"This boy is outrageously arrogant. A Wheel Sea cultivator wants to slay someone at the fifth Dao Palace? Unless he borrows the power of a great cultivator, it's absolutely impossible!"

In an instant, every gaze in the valley focused on him.

"What?" Bai Ningbing's mouth fell wide open. "You want to slay him? No, no!"

Everyone frowned upon hearing Bai Ningbing's words, finding them rather baffling. But as they continued listening, their expressions became extremely strange.

"His master, Canghai Old Man, is already at the first level of the Immortal Platform, with the strength of a half-step great cultivator. He's currently a guest at Fengming Orchid Pavilion. You can't kill him! If you kill the young one, the old one will definitely come for revenge."

"Bai Ningbing is right. Canghai Old Man is one of the three Immortal Platform cultivators of the Northern Azure Grotto-Heaven. His strength is unfathomable."

Holding Little Nannan, Su Manman tried to persuade him. "Even my master is no match for Canghai Old Man... Even if you want to kill him, you can't do it now. Find an opportunity to secretly finish him off."

Ye Guxue could not help but find it amusing. Beneath his stiff expression, his smile was extremely awkward.

Only Little Nannan desperately tugged at Chen Qiye's sleeve, saying worriedly, "Uncle, don't fight him. He looks so scary!"

"It's all right. Uncle isn't afraid of him." Chen Qiye smiled at her, then stroked Little Nannan's head. "He dared to bully Little Nannan, so he must pay the price. Uncle will claim that price for you first. In the future, you must learn to claim it yourself."

After saying this, he gently pried apart Little Nannan's delicate fingers and slowly walked forward. "Today, even a great cultivator won't be able to save you!"

Cradled in Su Manman's arms, Little Nannan's large black eyes suddenly grew moist. Her mind was filled with Chen Qiye's final gentle smile.

For some reason, a trace of anger suddenly rose in her heart—an anger born from hating her own weakness.

"Brother Chen?" Bai Ningbing frowned. "You really intend to kill him?" Chen Qiye nodded. Bai Ningbing immediately took a spirit disk covered in runes from his robes.

"What are you doing?" Su Manman asked in astonishment.

"Calling for reinforcements!" Bai Ningbing's face fell. "Otherwise, if that old monster Canghai comes charging over, none of us will be able to stop him..."

"This can't be..." Bai Mochen's pupils suddenly contracted when Bai Ningbing took out the spirit disk, and his expression changed slightly.

Off to the side, Fu Zhan stood with his arms crossed, a cold smile curling his lips as he watched Chen Qiye approach step by step.

With his fifth Dao Palace cultivation and his nonhuman bloodline, he naturally did not care about a mere Wheel Sea cultivator. Still, hearing Bai Ningbing and Su Manman's conversation made him somewhat wary.

But no matter what, the fact that Chen Qiye was at the Other Shore of the Wheel Sea could not be concealed. Even if he had some special methods, so what?

"Since you wish to die, I'll grant your wish."

With that thought, Fu Zhan's gaze turned sinister, and an icy, chilling aura radiated from his entire body.

The surrounding cultivators looked at Chen Qiye with both admiration and regret.

They admired that a mere Wheel Sea cultivator dared to face the edge of a nonhuman Dao Palace cultivator. Yet they also shook their heads because he did not understand that a true man must know when to bend and when to stand firm. He was being far too stubborn.

There was Ye Guxue, the Imperial Sword, among the humans here. There was also Lu Junchu, the "Sword Addict," comprehending the sword by Mirror Lake, along with numerous cultivators who had entered the Dao Palace realm...

None of them had acted, yet a Wheel Sea cultivator was being forced to step forward?

Thinking of this, many sighed. "In the end, they still fear the Canghai Old Man behind Fu Zhan..."

A half-step great cultivator was enough to suppress half of the Phoenix Cry Mountains.

Listening to the system prompt in his mind, Chen Qiye slowly came to a stop. A three-foot crystalline sword abruptly appeared in his hand.

He said faintly, "If you're going to borrow the Exquisite Mirror, then hurry up and borrow it!"

The moment he spoke, the entire crowd was shocked!