Bai Yuanze guaranteed he would take care of things here.
Xu Yuan hung up, delighted.
"It's settled."
He nodded to Su Yunqing, then sent Bai Yuanze his location, along with a popular meme that said, "Bro, you're rock-solid."
"..." Su Yunqing said.
Inside the Secret Chamber.
Half were dead.
The other half of the cultivators dared not move.
Too strong.
So strong it lay beyond comprehension.
Had that really been a cultivator's Mystic Arts just now?
"You weren't at the early stage of Foundation Establishment..."
Su Yunqing spoke bitterly.
"Of course not," Xu Yuan said earnestly. "I'm at Foundation Establishment Late Stage."
That was the truth.
But
to Su Yunqing and the other cultivators, it sounded like mockery.
How could he possibly be at Foundation Establishment Late Stage?
He had killed more than a dozen cultivators, some at Foundation Establishment and some at the Golden Core Realm, as casually as if it were nothing.
The depths of his cultivation were unfathomable!
No wonder Fu Xiuyi had taken him as her disciple.
No wonder even the emperor had come in person to watch him Sword Duel. But now he finally understood...
But realizing it now...
seemed too late...
Su Yunqing gritted his teeth.
"I admit defeat this time. Name your price. I'm willing to pay compensation. Whatever figure you give, we'll raise it."
Xu Yuan kept replying to Bai Yuanze's messages. An odd expression crossed his face, and without looking up, he said,
"I asked you just now: why doesn't a man holding a knife consider that he might die too?"
"So why haven't you considered it yet?"
"After all,"
"you really are about to die."
Su Yunqing froze.
Die?
For the first time, the possibility truly entered his mind and made him realize how this would end.
A talisman appeared