Qin Shi: I went astray in the Heavenly Sect

Chapter 165 Please let Mr. Yan Wu accept his death.

"Innate Realm!!"

In an empty courtyard of the Grand Minister of Works' residence in the State of Wei, Xu Di's face was gloomy, and he secretly thought that something was wrong.

Despite having some prior suspicions, he was still quite surprised when he confirmed that the other party was at the Innate Realm.

Afterwards, the assassin from Luo Wang cursed inwardly. At this age, the Xiantian realm expert relied not only on the support of the sect, but also on his extraordinary talent. Such amazing talent would lead to extraordinary achievements in any sect. Were the people from Luo Wang blind back then?
Besides the girl in front of him, there was also the boy hiding in the shadows. Just thinking about that person made his scalp tingle.

He even wanted to ask the higher-ups of the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven) about a young grandmaster. They were really too bold. They didn't have any news about such a person and had to wait for the Taoist sect to produce another grandmaster before they would care.
But when he recalled what the other party had said before, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate. Both Lord Yan Ri and Lord Xuan Jian had died at the hands of the other party. If this was true, it meant that the other party's strength was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

With such skill and methods, the opponent has now risen to prominence and become a powerful force. Even if the Net were to intervene, it would likely be powerless to stop them.

The thought that in the next few years, the world would have one more young grandmaster filled Xu Di with a sense of powerlessness.

"You killed Wei Yong."

Do you know what the consequences will be?

Holding a short sword, Xu Di looked at the silver-haired girl in front of him with a rather complicated expression.

"Li Qing is also dead."

Xiaomeng's gaze was calm. Ever since she decided to settle accounts with those behind the scenes regarding Chenjia Village, she had not thought about any other consequences.

“Yanri is dead, those two hundred Qin soldiers are dead, and now Li Qing and Wei Yong are gone too. You are the last one.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Di suddenly said in a deep voice, "You are also a person of Wei, aren't you? Do you know how much impact Wei Yong's death will have on Wei?"

"Wei Yong was the Grand Minister of Works of Wei. His power was deeply entrenched, and his influence extended to almost every corner of Wei. His death would cause turmoil throughout Wei."

"If Qin were to attack at this time, Wei would suffer heavy casualties, with corpses strewn across the fields."

Upon hearing this, Xiaomeng remained unmoved, her expression unchanged.

She came today to settle her karmic debts, solely to do so. As for what might happen, that was beyond her consideration. Besides, the Wei Kingdom was no longer worth saving, just like Chenjia Village back then—who would pity them?

The flames of war had burned everything away, and the high-ranking officials and nobles continued to live in a drunken stupor. This was not the Wei Kingdom she wanted, nor was it the homeland she desired.

"I used to miss the tunes of my hometown, but that hometown only exists in my memory."

"Daliang is not my hometown, but the capital of Wei. That place buried by time, the people who have disappeared, is the place I want."

"As for those people you mentioned, perhaps death isn't necessarily a bad thing for them."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaomeng's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot again. Xu Di's eyes twitched. This little girl was quite skilled. Judging from their exchange, she was not the kind of reckless newcomer to the martial arts world.

The most troublesome thing is the other party's extremely indifferent mentality, not swayed by emotions, and able to make the best choice in a very short time.

"Sigh~~"

Xu Di lightly touched the ground with his foot, just about to make a move, when he couldn't help but gasp. This wasn't because he was frightened, but because the chill in his meridians was completely uncontrollable.

Seeing the other party's attitude, Xiaomeng's gaze remained unchanged, and the wooden sword in her hand did not pause for a moment. Although she wanted to take revenge herself, she would not refuse the help of others. Just like Xiuyuan, who accompanied her from Qin to Wei, it was better than anything else.

“This isn’t fair!!”

Xu Di clutched his arm, which had been slashed by the wooden sword, and jumped to the side, his tone somewhat exasperated.

"fair?"

"All I want is a result; I don't care whether it's fair or not."

Xiaomeng's wooden sword flew through the air, knocking Xu Di away once again. Feeling the force from the short sword, Xu Di narrowed his eyes. This distinctly different sensation from metal made him subconsciously look at the long sword in the girl's hand.

"A wooden sword??"

A strange look flashed across Xu Di's eyes. A wooden sword? That's something only children would use. Of course, the girl in front of him didn't look very old either, and he was, after all, a killer-level assassin from the Luo Wang organization. How could he die on something like that?
He glanced at the short sword in his hand, which had been used to cut through jade and gold, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Perhaps his chance of survival today lay in this wooden sword.

Upon realizing this, Xu Di's aura exploded, and he became like a wolf king, baring his fangs in a desperate situation and launching a counterattack.

With a whoosh, the two figures collided again. Feeling the increasing frequency of the blows from the wooden sword, Xiaomeng seemed to have guessed something, and her movements became hesitant. After all, Peach Blossom was a wooden sword, and even with the enhancement of true energy, it might not be able to compare with the short blade in her opponent's hand that could split jade and gold.

Just then, Xiu Yuan's voice rang in her heart once again.

"Although Peach Blossom is a wooden sword, it is enhanced by my Taoist magic, making it far more durable than ordinary divine weapons. In a head-on collision, even if his short sword breaks, Peach Blossom will not break."

Upon hearing this, Xiaomeng's gaze sharpened slightly. She held the peach blossom horizontally in front of her, blocking the powerful attack from the assassin from the Luo Wang organization.

She then brought the peach sword to her eyes, circulating her internal energy and sensing the Taoist techniques that Xiu Yuan had just mentioned. The next moment, the girl's eyes suddenly lit up. The secret techniques of Taoism were densely covering the entire sword. Despite the intense collision just now, these foundations had not suffered any damage.

Seeing the man charging towards her again, Xiaomeng no longer hesitated. She released her inner force, and the sword light rose again. A piece of ordinary iron, no matter how tough, is still ordinary iron, but the sword in her hand was no longer extraordinary.

The little girl hardened her heart and, without dodging or avoiding, slashed her wooden sword straight at the short sword in Xu Di's hand. Seeing this, Xu Di was overjoyed and his inner strength surged wildly into his arm. In mid-air, a flash of silver light appeared, and the speed increased by three times.

"nail!!"

Instead of the expected cracking sound, there was the sound of iron being cut. The sharp sword light, still sharp, opened a narrow gash in front of Xu Di.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Xu Di had an expression as if he had seen his ancestors. The high-quality bronze sword had collided with a wooden sword, and now the wooden sword was fine, but the bronze sword in his hand had been cut in half.
"I"

Before he could recover from his shock, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and the world spun around him. Looking at the headless corpse in the ground, this once-powerful assassin from the Liang Dynasty realized that he was dead.

Only one girl remained in the arena, standing with her sword in hand. Recalling the incredulous expression on the other person's face earlier, she gently shook her head.

If it weren't for her previous cultivation, perhaps she wouldn't have dared to be so reckless. Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs," and she wasn't alone.

Just then, an old man emerged from the shadows. Looking at Xiaomeng's figure, he said with great appreciation, "Not bad, not bad."

Upon hearing this, Xiaomeng's neck hairs involuntarily stood on end.

She hadn't sensed when the other person arrived, so the girl subconsciously looked towards the open space in the courtyard.

The old man also looked at the open space to the side, but compared to Xiaomeng's aimless gaze, the old man's eyes were extremely sharp, as if he had really seen something.

"The Heavenly Sect's principle of 'harmony with the world' is indeed extraordinary."

After a moment, the old man sighed softly.

"If you don't come out, I really can't do anything to you. But if you don't come out, I can't guarantee the safety of this girl!"

The old man stopped and looked at the silver-haired girl in front of him with a calm and composed expression, seemingly certain that the other young man would not give up on her.

Xiaomeng's face darkened. She had a feeling that the person in front of her was an enemy, not a friend.

"who are you?"

The old man raised an eyebrow and gave a cold smile.

"who I am??"

"It seems Bei Mingzi didn't tell you that in Daliang City, recklessness comes at a price!"

The old man was as still as a mountain, yet moved like thunder. Before his voice even landed, his figure had already vanished from the spot, and an incredibly terrifying fist gust of wind arrived in front of Xiaomeng.

"This is."

Xiaomeng's expression changed. She sensed the scent of death in that punch. Such terrifying power from a casual punch! A horrifying thought flashed into her mind—Grandmaster!
Furthermore, it is not difficult to discern from the other party's previous words that the other party knows his master, Bei Mingzi.

Just then, a wave instantly enveloped the entire courtyard, and in the instant a domain was formed, everything was stripped of its color.

"Oh~~"

The old man seemed to recognize the move, and his tone unconsciously became somewhat cautious.

"The world lost its color."

"I had heard before that the old man had taken in two disciples with exceptional talent. I thought it was just hearsay, but it turns out it's true."

A young man stepped out of the void, pulled the silver-haired girl to his side, and looked at the old man with an indifferent expression.

"We came to Daliang because of the karma from back then. Do you really intend to make things difficult for us, sir?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of sarcasm flashed in the old man's eyes.

"cause and effect?"

"What does that have to do with me?"

"All I know is that you killed Grand Minister of Works Wei Yong, Imperial Guard Commander Li Qing, and Deputy Commander Xu Di."

Looking at the immobile old man in front of him, Xiu Yuan's eyes suddenly became more complicated.

This was the first time the phenomenon of "the world losing its color" had failed.

The old man in front of me, who seemed unable to move, was not actually completely immobilized. Rather, a terrifying power swirled around him, separating him from the absolute domain he had set up.

"Grandmaster"

Upon seeing Xiu Yuan appear, the old man narrowed his eyes, somewhat surprised. Although it was rare to find someone of the Innate Realm at this age in the martial world, there were still a few, such as that little brat from the Yin Yang School. But a Grandmaster at this age was absolutely unique.

"Lian Po did a good job."

After a moment of silence, the old man suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing this, the young man standing in front frowned. When he watched Xiaomeng successfully deal with Xu Di in the courtyard earlier, he had a strange feeling that their trip to Wei Kingdom was going too smoothly.

Before leaving the mountain gate, Bei Mingzi repeatedly warned them to be careful of the armored gate and the Wei Wu soldiers of the Wei Kingdom, but during this operation, they had no contact with the armored gate and the Wei Wu soldiers at all.

In retrospect, the warning Bei Mingzi gave, besides the army, should refer to this person.

"Lian Po is from the Armored Sect?" Upon hearing Xiu Yuan's words, a hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. Then he looked over and asked with great interest, "How did you guess that?"

The young man shook his head.

"Old sir, you must be one of the patriarchs of the Armored Sect, right? If I'm not mistaken, you were the one who saved Ximen Dian back then."

The old man's gaze darkened, then he nodded.

"You guessed right, is there anything else?"

Xiu Yuan continued, "Lian Po is from the Armored Gate. Since you call him 'youngster,' this general of Zhao must be one of your disciples."

"The things Lian Po told us back then were probably his plan to use us to help the Armored Gate get rid of Wei Yong, Li Qing, Xu Di, and others, so that you could completely establish yourselves in the Wei court."

The old man nodded again, then said in a low voice, "As expected of a young master, you are meticulous and quick to understand. However, you are wrong about one thing. The massacre in Chenjia Village was indeed committed by those few people, including the two hundred Qin soldiers who were let in by Wei Yong."

Hearing this, Xiaomeng felt a little relieved. At least this time, she hadn't killed the wrong person; otherwise, the girl might have felt guilty.

However, Xiu Yuan's expression did not soften in the slightest. Looking at the old man who seemed almost unaffected by the loss of color in the world, standing with his hands behind his back, he spoke again: "Wei Yong and Li Qing are dead. The Wei Kingdom needs an explanation. Is the old man killing to establish his authority?"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he praised it even more.

"To be so insightful at such a young age, that old devil Bei Mingzi has indeed taken on a fine disciple. If you are willing to join the Armored Sect, I might spare your life!"

The boy's gaze flickered slightly, then he shook his head.

"Is the old man trying to use my junior sister to get by?"

Although it was a question, Xiu Yuan's tone was calm, as if he had already determined the other party's thoughts.

The old man raised his right hand and placed it in front of him. Then he gently clenched his fist, and the air seemed to burst as a series of cracking sounds came from behind him. Xiaomeng, who was standing behind Xiuyuan, immediately frowned.

Within a small space, Lei Ting was already in turmoil; the level of the person before her had far surpassed hers.

“You’re right, kid. We must give Wei an explanation for this. A mere assassin from the Luo Wang organization is not enough to intimidate the six states, or even Qin!”

Upon hearing this, the courtyard suddenly fell silent.

After a long silence, the boy spoke again.

What if I say no?!

The old man narrowed his eyes, a chill suddenly appearing in them, followed by an extremely terrifying aura rising from his body.

It was as if the weather had changed drastically, and dark clouds were pressing down on the city.

"Then you can choose to die together!!"

With a burst of fist intent and rampant fist energy, the old man did not hesitate at all. He took a step, raised his right arm, and threw a punch like a dragon emerging from the sea. The space trembled violently and emitted a shattering explosion.

A strong wind began to rise, causing Xiu Yuan and Xiao Meng's robes to flutter wildly. The most terrifying thing was the fist intent emanating from their opponent's fist, which was extremely domineering and seemed to suppress everything.

Faced with this punch, Xiu Yuan's gaze sharpened, lightning flashed in the darkness, and a powerful force surged up from behind him.

"Grandmaster"

"A grandmaster?"

His calm tone seemed to be a signal, breaking the restrictions on heaven and earth, and an aura no less imposing than that of the old man appeared on the young man.

The old man's face froze, and his eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"You're a Grandmaster??"

The next instant, Xiu Yuan slowly raised his hand, his slender arm, which was completely disproportionate to the opponent's, blocking the fist.

"Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, is realm really that important?"

Seeing the young man's nonchalant palm strike, the old man seemed unconvinced, his fist hardening again, his speed increasing by three points.

The Armored Sect is so named because it practices hard martial arts that can make the body invulnerable to swords and spears.

But in the beginning, the people of the Armored Sect were also known as the Armored Warriors. They were top-notch in both attack and defense, and they were more like a group of martial artists who specialized in boxing.

However, as time went by, the fist technique gradually declined due to the difficulty of cultivation, leaving only the physical body-protecting hard skills, but this does not mean that the fist technique of the Armored Sect is not powerful.

Just like this punch in front of us, if the old man were to throw a punch with all his might, it would be extremely difficult for even someone of the same level to receive it.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Not far away, three more air explosions rang out. Xiu Yuan stomped his foot and unleashed the power that caused the world to lose its color once more.

Unlike last time, this time, Xiu Yuan held back almost nothing. Wan Chuan Qiu Shui, Xin Ruo Zhi Shui, and several internal energies within him, under the coordination of He Guang Tong Chen, erupted like a geyser.

Originally, Taoism is known for its internal strength, and Xiu Yuan cultivates several techniques simultaneously, so the depth of his true qi far surpasses that of others at the same level. Although he is not sure if he has reached the Grandmaster level yet, in terms of the quantity and quality of his true qi, he is already in no way inferior.

Upon seeing this, the old man's face darkened. This time, the binding force that caused the world to lose its color was more than ten times stronger than before.

Even for him, delivering that punch became increasingly difficult.

"break!!"

A thunderous shout rang out, as if a bolt of lightning had struck across the entire Grand Minister's mansion.

"Crack!!"

At the last moment, the old man forcefully broke through the barrier that caused the world to lose its color, and punched Xiu Yuan's palm.

A series of cracking sounds echoed through the space, as if the heavens and earth had been shattered by this punch.

The aftershocks of the collision were even more terrifying. The room behind the two was instantly shattered like a toy by the impact of these two auras.

The silver-haired girl standing behind Xiu Yuan felt a sudden tightness in her chest, and a mouthful of blood slid down the corner of her mouth.

"interesting!!"

The old man looked at the unmoving young man in front of him, a hint of fanaticism flashing in his eyes. As a martial artist, his favorite thing to do was to fight with others, but throughout the seven kingdoms, there were not many people who could stand at his level, and even fewer who could be fought at will.

In fact, this old man from the Armored Sect has not yet fully entered the realm of Grandmaster, but is only infinitely close. Coupled with the unique inheritance of the Armored Sect and the combative nature of a martial artist, even a true Grandmaster would find him troublesome.

Seeing the two motionless figures, the old man laughed wildly twice and shouted again, "Boy, my name is Yan Wu. When you get to the Underworld, remember to mention my name!"

Before Yan Wu could throw another punch, Xiu Yuan and Xiao Meng vanished from their spot as if weathered away, and then the boy's voice echoed from the sky.

"The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, and Three gives birth to all things!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fiery red sword light appeared, dancing like a sword in the wind, and after a few breaths, it enveloped the entire Grand Minister's mansion.

In the royal palace of Daliang City, Dian Qing and his group had just set off after receiving the news when they heard a commotion coming from the Grand Minister's Mansion. The group subconsciously looked up and saw a fiery red sword light spreading out in the still somewhat dim sky, like a dream.

"what is this?"

Mei San Niang asked subconsciously.

They had never seen such a scene before; even the most flashy moves in the martial arts world had never been so stunning.

"I don't know, but it gives off a very dangerous vibe."

Dian Qing frowned. As someone who had mastered the hard skills of the Armored Sect, he didn't take ordinary attacks seriously at all, but the sword lights that appeared in the sky made him feel like he had thorns in his back.

Who is he fighting?

Mei San Niang suddenly asked again.

The expressions of everyone present changed drastically. Such power could not possibly come from one person. So who was the opponent, and who could possibly be that person's opponent? There seemed to be only one answer.

"not good!!"

Without thinking twice, Dian Qing led Mei San Niang and the others straight towards the Grand Minister's residence.

"Is this... a traditional martial arts performance?"

Yan Wu smiled coldly. A sword is a sword. No matter how the opponent changes, it is still a sword. In Yan Wu's eyes, the sword light that appeared in the sky was no different from a circus act.

Then he stomped his foot, and his whole body shot into the sky like a cannonball.

Standing in mid-air, Xiu Yuan suddenly saw the Big Dipper constellation appear beneath his feet. Looking at the old man rushing upwards, Xiu Yuan pointed his wooden sword downwards, and fiery red sword light rained down.

"Get down!!"

The sword light was extremely fast, like lightning. In the blink of an eye, the sword light had already arrived in front of Yan Wu. The next instant, Yan Wu's expression changed.

"Sword energy??"

His body, which he had trained to be impervious to swords and spears, felt a faint stinging pain under the dense sword energy, which made his heart tighten.

His forward momentum was halted by the sword light, and Yan Wu, unable to continue, was knocked down again.

Then Yan Wu rolled on the spot and rushed into the nearest house.

This time, however, Xiu Yuan's hands did not stop moving. With the sword light stirring, he locked onto Yan Wu's figure again, and the sword energy poured down like rain.

In an instant, the positions of both sides changed. The one who was originally confident of victory became a defeated dog, while the boy who was not taken seriously became a "sword immortal" who inspired fear.

"Please accept your death, Mr. Yan Wu!!"

(End of this chapter)