The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 248 Bloodbath in Blunt Weapon Valley [Part 7]

"What...did you do to him?"

Gu Jie was in a state of panic, repeatedly exclaiming that it was impossible, clearly unable to accept the fact that his son's identity had been exposed and that he had been captured.

“You won’t die for now…” Feng Tianjue sneered. Gu Jie had just breathed a sigh of relief when the other party’s next words made him furious and his face turned ashen— “However, if you don’t hand over the Emerging Clam, then I can’t guarantee anything!”

Upon hearing this, Gu Jie lowered his head and fell silent, his large hands gripping the hammer tightly, as if he were undergoing an internal struggle.

Seeing this, the eight legendary experts quickly gathered around, glaring angrily at Feng Tianjue and the others, but they managed to suppress their urge to attack.

The scene became extremely quiet, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive, yet tinged with a sense of impending doom...

"Gu Chen has been hiding under the Fourth Elder's tutelage for many years without even the original body noticing anything amiss. How did Feng Ling manage to find out?"

Watching Gu Jie's fluctuating emotions and inner turmoil, Feng Tianjue, who was already certain of victory, felt a surge of exhilaration and subconsciously glanced at the purple-clad man who had come to his side.

Feng Tianjue was unaware of Gu Chen's infiltration; it was Feng Ling who informed him via telepathy. It was a coincidence that Feng Ling was able to discover this secret.

A few days ago, Ling Weiyun's clone was falsely accused and imprisoned. Afterwards, Gu Chen was also imprisoned in the Duel Prison by Feng Tianjue for committing crimes such as trespassing...

Unfortunately, after forcibly breaking through the six-pointed star formation's blockade, Ling Weiyun's clone used a forbidden technique to probe Gu Chen's memories and then lost contact.

"I wonder how the clone is doing now?" Staring at Gu Jie and the others, Feng Ling's face was calm, but his eyes were flashing. After simultaneously obtaining Gu Chen's memories, Feng Ling was very clear about Gu Chen's important position in the other party's heart. That's why he chose to use this as a breakthrough point and did not hesitate to tell Feng Tianjue about this matter through telepathy.

When it comes to psychological warfare and intrigue, Feng Ling was once a first-rate expert. However, since coming to this world where strength is paramount, although he has experienced many setbacks, he has overcome them all with his own strength, thus neglecting this skill.

"I'm giving you three breaths. If you don't reply within three breaths, this matter is over!" Feng Tianjue raised his longsword lightly, and the power of ghosts and gods in the world converged wildly like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea. Its momentum continued to rise and surge, and even Feng Ling and the others were shaken back several steps by the fluctuations in energy.

"Wrath—Slay—Madness..."

Feng Tianjue spoke slowly and deliberately, each word like a death knell echoing in their minds, causing the people of Blunt Weapon Valley to tremble with fear, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Stop! This sect agrees to this!" Just as Feng Tianjue's eyes turned cold and he was about to utter the word "Lan," Gu Jie suddenly shouted to stop the Blunt Weapon Valley members who were also about to make a move.

Immediately, a dazzling seven-colored ray of light, like a peacock spreading its tail, burst forth from Gu Jie's large palm, forming a rainbow bridge that contained boundless vitality surging and churning within.

A seven-colored clam emerges!
Feng Ling's eyes shone brightly as he tried to calm himself down. If it weren't for Gu Jie's cultivation level and his desire to obtain the intact Emerging Clam, he probably would have been tempted to snatch it.

"Valley Master..."

Gazing at the exquisitely patterned clam shell, faintly visible beneath the seven-colored light, the people of Blunt Weapon Valley cried out in anguish, "No!"

"Feng Tianjue, I can give you the Seven-Colored Emerging Clam, but I have one condition on the premise that my son is released!"

Waving his hand to suppress the reactions of the people in the valley, Gu Jie, under Feng Tianjue's gloomy gaze, pointed at Feng Ling and grinned maliciously without any hesitation:
"As long as this young hero Bailong does not dodge and can withstand the full force of our sect's attack without dying, our sect will hand over the Seven-Colored Emerging Clam!"

Every time a baby hatches, it's a new beginning!
Life is not sustained by hope; rather, hope arises from perseverance… Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages present a pure land for your souls.

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(End of this chapter)