The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

The sharp, cold Biyue sword reflected Chen Qianyang's calm and expressionless face.

The sword tip was pointed directly at the unconscious Guo Jing.

The air in the entire lobby seemed to freeze.

"Chen Qianyang! How...how could you do this!" Yue Lingshan's voice trembled. "I really misjudged you!"

Chen Qianyang seemed not to hear, his gaze sweeping past Guo Jing and landing on Huang Rong, who was slumped on the ground.

Huang Rong lay on her side, her exquisite body swaying gracefully. A faint blush rose on her bright and beautiful face, and her helpless, delicate posture made her already captivating beauty even more alluring.

Chen Qianyang's lips curled into a wicked smile, and his gaze became increasingly direct.

He looked Huang Rong up and down, then slowly walked to her side with his sword in hand.

She opened her mouth with a smile, her voice full of frivolity: "Sister Huang, you are really beautiful. Mr. Duan is right, everyone looks out for themselves. Brother Guo is a good man, but it's not worth risking your life for him."

Besides, how could someone as upright as him possibly appreciate his sister's goodness? If he were to lose his life because of that so-called gratitude, or even miss out on such a beautiful woman as his sister… wouldn't that be far too unworthy?

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, her bright eyes fixed on the frivolous and wanton smile on Chen Qianyang's face.

He cursed under his breath, "Damn it! How could you even curse Brother Jing like that?"

However, for now, I have no choice but to cooperate with this little rascal.

A look of panic and humiliation quickly appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.

She bit her lower lip lightly, her voice trembling, sounding delicate and charming: "Little Brother Chen, if you're willing to let Brother Jing go, I'll do anything you ask..."

The implication in those words was self-evident, making her cheeks burn, yet she had no choice but to comply.

Her stunning beauty, combined with her words, was incredibly powerful.

Even Chen Qianyang was startled by what he heard and quickly composed himself.

He then burst into laughter, his gaze lingering even more brazenly on Huang Rong's graceful body.

"Sister, you should know my feelings. Don't you think it's a bit late to say this now? With Brother Guo here, it might be inconvenient for just the two of us."

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone becoming increasingly ambiguous and explicit, "And once Brother Guo is dealt with, whether my sister is willing or not... well, that might not be up to her anymore, right, Mr. Duan?"

His last sentence was directed at Duan Yanqing, as if seeking approval.

"Hahaha! Well said! Kid, I'm starting to like you!" Yue Laosan slapped his thigh and laughed wildly.

Although Yun Zhonghe was grimacing in pain from his severed hand, he still managed a lewd grin: "That's right! This young lady must taste absolutely amazing. Kid, you have good taste! But let's make it clear, I wanted her first, so I got to go first!"

Ye Erniang snorted coldly, her face full of disdain.

"Men, they're all the same," she muttered under her breath.

"Little Chen! You shameless and despicable!" Yue Lingshan trembled with rage, watching Chen Qianyang and Huang Rong exchange flirtatious glances, feeling as if her heart was being torn apart. "So you really are such a lecherous, faithless scoundrel!"

Chen Qianyang turned around, gave Yue Lingshan a lazy smile, and said in a flippant tone, "Senior Sister Yue, my dear Lingshan, why are you jealous? Don't worry, once I become a guest of honor of the Prince of Ruyang, you'll naturally have your time to enjoy life. Besides, it's common for men to have multiple wives and concubines. Sister Huang's charm is rare in this world; what man wouldn't be tempted? I admire her, so what's wrong with that?"

"You...you bastard!" Yue Lingshan was so choked by his words that her face turned red. She turned her head away abruptly and refused to look at him again.

Huang Rong thought to herself, "This little rascal is exaggerating his acting way too much."

Or perhaps those words were ambiguous, concealing his true meaning.

Even though Huang Rong was very perceptive, she couldn't help but feel a little confused at this moment.

Duan Yanqing watched coldly as the eerie ventriloquism rang out: "Young Master Chen, enough with the small talk, it's time to make a move!"

He appeared relaxed, but his eyes remained fixed on Chen Qianyang.

This kid is actually quite interesting.

But I wonder what he would do if he knew the recruitment was fake.

What I like most is watching the cat catch the mouse and enjoy the ugly sight of the other person struggling in despair.

He had already planned that when this boy personally crippled Guo Jing and kidnapped Huang Rong, and became complacent and relaxed, he would kill him with his One-Finger Divine Skill, letting him taste the bitterness of betrayal.

Despair was the most delicious food for Duan Yanqing.

"That's right, hurry up and get started! Stop dawdling like a woman!"

Yue Laosan urged impatiently, but he and Yun Zhonghe were both grinning, clearly quite interested in this "tragic drama" and the subsequent "erotic" developments.

Chen Qianyang sighed helplessly, "Fine, since Mr. Duan is urging me..."

With a flick of his wrist, the Azure Water Sword twirled, its cold light once again aimed at Guo Jing's ankle. "Brother Guo, I'm sorry, I was just trying to save my own life..."

Huang Rong cried out in alarm, "No! Brother Chen! Please! I'll do anything you want!"

Just as all eyes were focused on the tip of his sword.

Yue Laosan and Yun Zhonghe burst into laughter, beaming with pride.

Ye Erniang had already stepped aside.

Just as Duan Yanqing's murderous intent was about to erupt.

A sudden change has occurred!

The lewd look in Chen Qianyang's eyes was instantly replaced by an incomparably sharp killing intent!

His body suddenly sprang up without warning!

He transformed into a streak of blue lightning and hurtled straight at Duan Yanqing, who was only a few steps away!

The Azure Water Sword's power suddenly became fierce and violent, like a whirlwind sweeping by!

It was the Sword Sect's ultimate technique, the "Whirlwind Swift Sword."

The sword's speed was astonishing, and a chilling, bone-chilling [Frosty True Qi] erupted from it, making the air seem to freeze over wherever the sword energy passed!

"Be careful, boss!" Yue Laosan and Yun Zhonghe's smiles froze, and they shouted in shock and anger.

Ye Erniang also turned around abruptly, her thin blade already in hand.

But Chen Qianyang's long-planned sword strike, combining speed and chilling power, had already reached Duan Yanqing's face!

A cold, mocking laugh came from Duan Yanqing's stomach.

Faced with this sudden attack, Duan Yanqing only took a half step back, and his black iron cane shot out as if he had expected it!

The tip of the staff, imbued with pure internal energy, struck precisely on the spine of the Azure Water Sword, where its power was at its peak!

"bite--!"

A piercing, sharp screech! Forceful energy splattered everywhere!

Chen Qianyang felt an immense surge of internal energy flow through the sword, causing his arm to tremble violently. The storm-like sword momentum was abruptly halted by this seemingly effortless touch! The attack crumbled instantly!

"I was prepared for this," Duan Yanqing muttered mockingly. "A mere trick, and you dare to show off your meager skills before an expert?"

Before he finished speaking, his left index finger had already pointed out!

The One-Finger Divine Skill pierced the air with a sharp whistling sound. Although its power was slightly reduced due to the previous injury, the scorching and fierce finger wind was still something that Chen Qianyang could not withstand head-on!

Chen Qianyang was greatly alarmed and hurriedly used his movement technique to dodge. He changed his sword moves again, and his whirlwind sword danced so tightly that it was impenetrable. He also used his icy true energy to try to find an opportunity to counterattack.

He knew that he only had this one chance to launch a surprise attack; failure would mean utter ruin!

However, the gap in strength was as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

Duan Yanqing's One-Finger Divine Skill was unrestrained and powerful. Wherever his finger passed, Chen Qianyang's seemingly fierce sword momentum melted away like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

He could only rely on his exquisite footwork and swordsmanship to barely manage to stay afloat, facing constant danger. Every dodge was done in the blink of an eye, and his clothes were torn in several places by the sharp finger winds, making him look disheveled.

"Boy, in the face of absolute power, your little tricks are nothing but a joke!" Duan Yanqing pressed closer, his finger strikes becoming increasingly fierce.

"Boss, when you're done playing with him, cripple him! I'm going to crush every bone in his body with my own hands!" Yun Zhonghe roared venomously.

Yue Laosan chuckled strangely, "I thought you were something special, but it turns out you're just a sly old fox!"

Ye Erniang watched coldly and said indifferently, "He's courting death."

Despair, like an icy tide, once again engulfed everyone.

Huang Rong's heart was in her throat, and Yue Lingshan forgot her anger, leaving only worry and fear.

Yang Guo's eyes were bloodshot, but he was powerless to do anything.

Chen Qianyang's breathing became increasingly rapid, and his internal energy was being rapidly depleted.

The Frost Qi was only practiced by beginners, and its effect on Duan Yanqing was negligible.

The techniques of the Gale Sword have become outdated, and weaknesses are gradually emerging.

Duan Yanqing's mocking yet cold gaze seemed to be enjoying the prey's final struggle.