An unexpected encounter with the sleeping Little Dragon Girl leads to the annihilation of the Quanzh

It wasn't the disheveled and panicked scene that people imagined.

The newcomer was dressed in a simple blue cloth robe, and his figure was as upright as a pine tree.

He carried no weapons, his hands hung naturally at his sides, and there was no trace of fear or pleading on his face.

He walked out calmly, not towards judgment and death, but leisurely, to keep an insignificant appointment.

Lin Ye's gaze swept lightly over the dark mass of people in front of him, like a still, icy pool.

He saw those young Taoist priests holding torches and with fierce expressions.

I saw the faces of Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi, distorted with anger.

Finally, his gaze fell on Guo Jing.

This is...

Guo Jing, the renowned swordsman?

He was upright and righteous, but filled with murderous intent.

Really...

It's utterly ridiculous.

The entire valley was completely silent.

The previously clamorous shouts and roars were now completely suppressed by his calm appearance alone.

This eerie silence sent a strange shiver down the spines of many Quanzhen disciples.

Zhao Zhijing was thoroughly enraged by this silent contempt.

What is this?

Even when death is imminent, they still dare to put on an act!

He took a sudden step forward, using all his strength to point at Lin Ye's nose and roared fiercely, "You wicked disciple! You dare to show yourself!"

This outburst was like cold water poured into boiling oil, instantly igniting a powder keg in the entire arena.

Lin Ye's gaze finally shifted from Guo Jing to Zhao Zhijing's face, which was flushed a deep purplish-red from excitement.

He didn't even raise an eyebrow.

He simply uttered a sentence in a tone colder and more indifferent than the winter wind.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like an invisible sword, precisely piercing the eardrums of everyone present.

"If a bunch of scoundrels dare to come knocking, why shouldn't I dare to come out?"

boom!

The crowd erupted in uproar.

"presumptuous!"

"Arrogant!"

"Even on the verge of death, you still dare to spout such nonsense!"

Qiu Chuji trembled with rage. With a clang, he drew his longsword, the tip pointing directly at Lin Ye. His hair stood on end in fury: "You brat! You betray your master and ancestors, you have no respect for your elders! If I don't tear you to pieces today, what face will my Quanzhen Sect have left!"

Wang Chuyi, Tan Chuduan, and others also drew their swords, their swords drawn and their killing intent soaring into the sky.

They were utterly enraged.

A third-generation disciple and a traitor dared to insult the entire Quanzhen Sect as "petty and despicable" in front of Guo Jing, a hero of the world!

This is not just a provocation; it is a blatant disregard for the Quanzhen School's dignity, repeatedly trampling on its reputation!

Guo Jing's face was so dark it looked like it could drip water.

He still harbored some illusions, perhaps there was some misunderstanding.

But Lin Ye's opening remarks were so arrogant and rude, which shows that his stubborn and incorrigible nature is beyond redemption.

Keeping this kind of person around is just asking for trouble!

"What a silver tongue!"

Guo Jing pushed through the crowd and took a step forward.

With just one step, an overwhelming and unstoppable aura descended upon Lin Ye like Mount Tai pressing down.

"To betray one's master is to be disloyal!"

"To harm one's fellow disciples is unjust!"

"Insulting elders is considered unfilial!"

Guo Jing's voice was as loud as a bell, each word like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's hearts.

"A scoundrel like you, disloyal, unjust, unfilial, and unbrotherly, deserves to be killed by everyone! Today, I, Guo Jing, will cleanse the Quanzhen Sect of its evils and rid the martial world of this scourge!"

Before he finished speaking, his body surged with energy, his clothes fluttered without wind, his thick eyebrows stood on end, and his eyes revealed a murderous intent. It was clear that he was about to strike with lightning speed and kill Lin Ye on the spot!

Zhao Zhijing was so excited he was almost trembling.

Master Guo makes his move!

Lin Ye is doomed!

He is dead!

However, just as Guo Jing was about to unleash his palm strike, an extremely fast white phantom suddenly flashed out from the tomb door behind Lin Ye.

The figure was so light it seemed otherworldly, like a weightless feather or an elusive wisp of smoke.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and suddenly there was another person in the room.

A woman dressed in white, with unparalleled beauty and grace.

She stood quietly, silently, in front of Lin Ye.

With her seemingly thin and frail back, she isolated Lin Ye from the hostility of the entire world.

is her!

A descendant of the Ancient Tomb Sect!

A suppressed gasp rippled through the crowd.

They had heard of the name of this fairy of the ancient tomb, but they never imagined that she would appear in front of everyone in this manner.

She wants...

Protect this traitor?

Guo Jing's palm strike faltered as he stared in disbelief at the woman before him, who appeared as if sculpted from ice and snow, and for a moment forgot to make his move.

Little Dragon Girl ignored the hundreds of gazes around her that were filled with either amazement, astonishment, or hostility.

She could feel Lin Ye's steady breathing behind her, and she could also feel the heavy pressure in front of her, as heavy as a mountain.

The founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect once said that all men are bad.

But at this moment, she felt that the person behind her was better than anyone she had ever seen.

He would cook delicious meals, tell interesting stories, and he would use his warm palms to heal her when she had a stitch in her side during practice.

Now, these people outside, these "flies," are trying to harm him.

That won't work.

She slowly turned half of her face.

Her pure and ethereal beauty was breathtaking under the somber light of Zhongnan Mountain.

Her gaze did not fall on Guo Jing or Qiu Chuji, but instead landed on Lin Ye.

In his clear eyes, there was not a trace of fear, only a pure, almost stubborn determination.

Then, she spoke.

The sound was clear and cold, like jade striking each other, yet it carried an unprecedented power, echoing clearly in the deathly silent valley.

"I'll be with you."

She paused, thinking of a suitable word.

"Shooing away flies."

Just six simple words.

There were no grand pronouncements, no intense emotions.

But it was like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding in Lin Ye's heart.

He looked at her slender back, at her slightly raised shoulders as she protected him, and his heart, which was filled with raging anger and chilling murderous intent, was completely melted by an indescribable warmth in that instant.

All the scheming, all the anger, all the coldness...

The moment she uttered those words, everything vanished.

Instead, there is an emotion that is more intense, more domineering, and capable of burning the entire world to ashes.

A slow smile crept onto Lin Ye's lips.

That was the first time he had truly laughed since he emerged from the ancient tomb.

Brilliant, yet dangerous.

"it is good."

He responded softly, stepped forward, and stood beside her.

"Let's swat the flies together."

He and she stood side by side, an isolated island, confronting the raging tide of the entire world.

That composure, that unconcerned intimacy, completely ignited the fire of chivalry in Guo Jing's heart.

He served his country and its people with integrity throughout his life, and what he could not stand most were those who were unorthodox and disrespectful to their elders.

Moreover, Lin Ye was originally a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, but now he has turned against his sect and committed such a heinous act against his mentor. He is worse than a beast!

"shut up!"

A loud shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, made people's eardrums buzz.

Guo Jing took a step forward, and the bluestone beneath his feet cracked with a sound.

His imposing figure, like a moving mountain, pressed forward with unparalleled momentum.

His thick eyebrows stood on end, his tiger-like eyes were wide open, and the rage burning in his eyes almost burned Lin Ye to ashes.

"Lin Ye!"

He pointed at Lin Ye, his voice booming, every word filled with unquestionable rebuke and authority.

"You treacherous bastard! Master Zhao is your mentor, how dare you defy him and commit such a heinous act! Have you lost your conscience?!"

"The rules and regulations of the Quanzhen Sect, the code of conduct and ethics of the martial world—are they all so worthless in your eyes?!"

These words were powerful and resounding, filled with righteous indignation.

The martial arts practitioners present all nodded in agreement, their gazes toward Lin Ye growing increasingly disdainful.

Look, even Master Guo has spoken; this boy's crimes are heinous and it's a done deal!

Qiu Chuji and the others showed expressions of approval, for Guo Jing's words were exactly what they wanted to say but had not yet uttered.

This is the true hero: discerning right from wrong and upholding justice!

Zhao Zhijing trembled with rage. He struggled, shouting with all his might, "Hero Guo! Kill him! Cleanse the Quanzhen Sect of its evil ways! Such a wicked creature must be killed to appease public anger!"

In an instant, he was condemned by everyone, and the sounds of killing shook the heavens.

All the pressure fell on Lin Ye alone.

Xiaolongnu sensed the almost tangible killing intent. She took half a step forward, her fair hand gripping the hilt of the sword at her waist. A chill permeated her body, and her clear eyes locked onto Guo Jing, who was the most imposing of them all.

She didn't understand what "betraying one's master and ancestors" meant, nor did she care about "江湖道义" (the code of honor among martial arts practitioners).

All she knew was that this man named Guo Jing was the biggest threat to Lin Ye at that moment.

Lin Ye gently pressed her hand down.

His palms were warm and dry, radiating a reassuring strength.

He didn't even look at the indignant "righteous people" around him, nor did he pay attention to Zhao Zhijing, who was barking like a mad dog.

His gaze, calmly, fell upon Guo Jing.

There was no anger, no fear in that gaze, only a scrutinizing look that bordered on pity, as if looking at someone...

What a pathetic fool.

"Are you done talking?"

Lin Ye spoke, his voice not loud, but clearly drowning out the noise in the valley.

He looked at Guo Jing's face, which was filled with "justice," and suddenly smiled.

"Guo Jing, the great hero Guo."

He recited the name slowly and deliberately, his tone carrying a subtle hint of mockery.

"I always thought that a true hero should possess the wisdom to see through the world and the ability to distinguish right from wrong. I never expected... that he would be a simple-minded, muscle-bound brute."

What?!

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone was like a duck with its neck being choked, staring at Lin Ye in astonishment.

he……

What did he just say?

He insulted Guo Jing as...

A brute?

crazy!

This kid must be crazy!

"You...you traitor! How dare you...how dare you insult Master Guo!"

One of the Quanzhen disciples was so angry that his face turned red, and he pointed at Lin Ye and started cursing.

Guo Jing himself was stunned.

He roamed the martial arts world for decades, earning the respect and admiration of many. The name "Master Guo" was practically synonymous with the embodiment of justice.

Who has ever dared to be so blunt in front of all the heroes of the world...

Should we call him simple-minded?

Blood rushed to Guo Jing's head, his face instantly turning a deep liver color. His inner strength surged, and his robes fluttered wildly.

"you!"

He was about to lash out, but Lin Ye didn't give him the chance.

"What? Are you angry because I hit the nail on the head?"

Lin Ye took a step forward, facing Guo Jing from a distance, and his aura was in no way inferior.

His gaze became sharp as a knife, capable of dissecting people's hearts and staring into the deepest hypocrisy of the soul.

"You ask me why I attacked Zhao Zhijing?"

He sneered and pointed at Zhao Zhijing, who was still writhing and cursing on the ground.

"Then why don't you ask him what he's done to me all these years? Why don't you ask about those fellow disciples he's bullied and treated like pigs and dogs? You don't even bother to find out the truth, you just listen to his one-sided story and come here to interrogate me, accusing me of 'betraying my master and ancestors.' Besides, you say he's my master? Don't you understand the relationship?! He's just a junior brother who's worse than a pig or a dog, when did he become my master?!"

"You haven't even figured out our master-disciple relationship, yet you come here to interrogate us?"

"Guo Jing, is your 'chivalry' so superficial and cheap?"

Lin Ye's voice suddenly rose, each word like a knife, each sentence piercing the heart!