He had kicked a hornet's nest. Even being the son of Sword Venerable Jinglin of the Heavenly Evolution Sword Sect would not save him now. They might not bring themselves to kill him, but they would certainly capture him and demand an explanation from the sect.
People had to pay for acting on their whims.
Tao Doudou's cultivation was low, and when she saw she could not win, she surrendered. She had always remembered Qiao Ranran's words: fighting recklessly to prove her courage was no wise move. It would not get her out of trouble and might make things worse. When she knew she was outmatched, preserving her strength and looking for another chance was the best strategy. In short, Yan Qingsui was an idiot.
But once Tao Doudou was captured, Yan Qingsui had no choice but to stop. Whatever else he did, he could not gamble with her safety.
The instant Yan Qingsui stopped, someone in the crowd struck. A sharp hidden weapon shot straight at him with astonishing force. He could not dodge. At the last possible moment, he raised the Profound Abyss Sword to block it.
After years of refinement, the Profound Abyss Sword no longer had its old, elegant shape. Its broad blade could shield half of Yan Qingsui's body, and it stopped the blow meant to take him down. But even the sword could not absorb its force. Yan Qingsui was sent flying.
The Profound Abyss Sword rang out, clear and bright, and held firm.
Bracing himself on the Profound Abyss Sword, Yan Qingsui wiped blood from the corner of his mouth. His smile grew wilder. "What, couldn't beat me in the open, so you took a shot from the shadows?"
Tao Doudou: Oh boy. Yan Qingsui's about to lose it.
Tao Doudou quietly backed