Starting with a blind date with a female constable, you acquire the Nine Swords of Dugu.

Chapter 74: Unleashing a Bloodbath (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Immediately,

Gu Guanqi and Zhao Lingyuan then led their people down the mountain.

Upon learning that Gu Guanqi and Zhao Lingyuan were leaving, Wu Qing brought several elders to persuade them to stay. However, seeing that Gu Guanqi and Zhao Lingyuan were determined to leave, the elders escorted them to the mountain gate.

Subsequently,

Gu Guanqi and his group quickly descended the mountain.

The group rode their horses at full speed and soon arrived at the foot of Hanyue Mountain.

Gu Guanqi reined in his horse and stopped.

Everyone stopped and looked at Gu Guanqi.

Gu Guanqi said to the four guards beside him, "You all go with the young master for now. I need to return to the Hanyue Sect."

Pang Mao, Li Sheng, and the others were unaware of what had happened and were about to ask when Gu Guanqi waved his hand to interrupt them, so they didn't dare to ask.

Gu Guanqi looked at Zhao Lingyuan again, but didn't say anything; he just nodded slightly.

Zhao Lingyuan opened her mouth, but swallowed the words back, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Gu, take care. I'll wait for you. We agreed to come to my house; I'll introduce you to my sister!"

"it is good."

Gu Guanqi responded and then said no more. He turned his horse around and rode away.

The horse's hooves pounded on the dirt road, raising fine dust. The white figure grew farther and farther away in the morning light, becoming smaller and smaller, until it finally turned a bend in the mountain and disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

Zhao Lingyuan reined in the horse and watched the figure disappear completely before slowly turning her gaze away.

The stern-faced old man beside her rode closer and lowered his voice, saying, "Young Master, it seems Alliance Leader Gu's return means he's about to completely break ties with the Hanyue Sect. Do you think he can come back?"

Zhao Lingyuan was silent for a moment, then slowly shook her head: "I don't know, but I hope he can come back."

The old man frowned and said, "Alas, he was too impulsive. For a girl, not even a wife, was truly unwise!"

The old man had previously gone with Zhao Lingyuan to investigate the truth behind Fang Cunxin's death, so he knew what Gu Guanqi was doing upon returning to Hanyue Sect.

Zhao Lingyuan chuckled and said, "This is a case of acting rashly for the sake of a woman. Moreover, he did it alone with his sword, without dragging the martial arts alliance into a bloody battle for his personal grudge. Morally, there's nothing wrong with his actions. If I were a woman, even if he didn't do this for me, I would still be impressed by his courage."

As she spoke, Zhao Lingyuan tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on the distant mountains, her eyes filled with worry and anticipation.

The old man said, "Even if he can go down the mountain today, the Hanyue Sect will definitely retaliate fiercely and may even mobilize the army. I'm afraid it will be very difficult for him to leave Hongzhou."

A gentle breeze swept through the mountains, ruffling the stray hairs at Zhao Lingyuan's temples. She spoke slowly, "If Brother Gu returns alive today, I will inform my father, and we will stake the entire fortune of the Rong Prince's Mansion to protect him out of Hongzhou."

Upon hearing this, the old man exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master! The price is too high! The Rong Prince's Mansion is already struggling in Hongzhou. If it were to clash head-on with the Hanyue Sect for Gu Guanqi's sake, it could lead to an uncontrollable situation."

Zhao Lingyuan calmly said, "Given the current situation, the Rong Prince's Mansion will be swallowed up by the Hanyue Sect sooner or later. It's only a matter of time. Rather than waiting to be destroyed, we might as well take a gamble."

She paused, then said, "Life is a gamble. Now I'm risking everything I have, betting that Gu Guanqi will one day restore a glorious Prince Rong's Mansion to me."

……

Outside the Hanyue Gate, the sun shines brightly.

Several disciples guarding the mountain stood attentively.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from below the mountain road, growing clearer and clearer as it approached.

Several disciples looked up at the same time.

At the end of the mountain path, a white figure was riding towards them.

A young man in white sat atop the horse, his long hair fluttering slightly in the morning breeze; it was none other than Gu Guanqi.

Those disciples from the mountain gate had just met Gu Guanqi, so they naturally recognized him.

"Alliance Leader Gu?"

"Didn't he already go down the mountain? Why is he back?"

"..."

Several people are very puzzled.

Immediately, the leading disciple stepped forward to greet him, cupping his hands in greeting and asking, "Alliance Leader Gu, have you forgotten something?"

Gu Guanqi dismounted leisurely, casually tying the reins to a branch of an old pine tree by the roadside. He then turned around, his gaze sweeping over the disciples guarding the mountain, and said in a calm tone, "Make way for me, I won't make things difficult for you."

The disciple was stunned and didn't react.

Then Gu Guanqi raised his right hand.

Immediately, Gu Guanqi struck out with his palm from a distance.

The movement was so light and casual, like waving away a wisp of willow catkins that drifted in front of you, without a trace of worldly concern.

But this seemingly light palm strike caused a deep hum in the air as the wind passed by, and the terrifying force slammed solidly into the tall stone archway directly above the mountain gate.

"boom……"

A loud bang, like a mountain collapsing.

The archway, carved from a single piece of bluestone, instantly shattered, sending rocks flying, and the entire archway collapsed with a deafening roar.

Dust and rubble billowed up, obscuring half the sky. The rubble rolled down the stone steps, making a series of dull thuds. The plaque inscribed with the three large characters "Hanyue Gate" was instantly reduced to ruins.

The disciples guarding the mountain were so frightened that they scattered immediately, looking at Gu Guanqi in a panic.

Gu Guanqi withdrew his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and glanced over the rubble before settling on the several pale-faced disciples guarding the mountain. His tone remained calm: "Go and announce that Gu Guanqi has come to seek justice for Fang Cunxin."

He paused, then added, "After you've finished giving the report, stay hidden and don't come out. People will die."

The disciples finally came to their senses. The leader turned abruptly and scrambled towards the mountain gate, shouting at the top of his lungs, "It's terrible! Gu Guanqi has attacked the mountain! Gu Guanqi has attacked the mountain!"

The other disciples followed him in a panic, stumbling and running into the mountain gate before disappearing at the end of the winding stone steps.

Silence returned outside the mountain gate, with only the pebbles still rolling down the stone steps, making a soft rustling sound.

Gu Guanqi stood still, not in a hurry to go inside. He slightly raised his head, his gaze falling on the blue stone steps leading to the depths of the Hanyue Gate.

The steps were wide and long, stretching from the mountain gate all the way to the cluster of buildings halfway up the mountain. Sunlight streamed in from the eastern mountains, bathing the eaves and glazed tiles of the palaces in a warm, golden glow.

He took the Autumn Water Sword from his waist and held it in his right hand, then placed both hands behind his back, the long sword lying horizontally behind him. Then, he began to walk, step by step, up the stone steps.

His pace was neither hurried nor slow, like that of a traveler strolling in the mountains.

But the moment his boots landed on the first stone step, the surrounding air began to change.

The birds that had been chirping on the branches suddenly fell silent, and the chirping of insects in the forest also stopped abruptly. The morning breeze was still blowing, but the moment it passed around him, it seemed to turn a corner and go around him.

Wherever he walked, even the sunlight seemed to quiet down.

……

Meanwhile, in the square in front of the main hall of Hanyue Gate, Wu Qing was walking slowly along the corridor with several elders.

The group of people were visibly much more relaxed at this moment.

Wu Qing sighed, "I've been on edge ever since Gu Guanqi appeared today, afraid he knew something. Now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

One of the elders said, "So what if they know? Would he still dare to make a move against the Hanyue Sect?"

"Hmph," another elder with a square face and a short beard snorted coldly, his tone laced with arrogance, "If he really dares to act wildly in my Hanyue Sect, then I wouldn't mind letting him experience the power of the Mountain-Shaking Fist. Leader of the martial arts alliance of two states? The title is impressive, but in Hongzhou, my Hanyue Sect gives him face as the leader; if we don't, what can he do?"

Wu Qing said, "But don't you know what happened with Fang Cunxin? Our Hanyue Sect isn't afraid of Gu Guanqi, but he's not an unknown figure. If things really escalate, it will greatly damage the reputation of our Hanyue Sect."

Another elder said, "I'm not too worried. If he came as the leader of the martial arts alliance of the two states, leading the martial arts alliance, then he might be here to cause trouble. But he only came with a few people, so he's definitely not here to cause trouble. He wouldn't be thinking of taking on our entire Hanyue Sect by himself, would he?"

"That's true..."

at this time,

"boom!"

A deep, resounding boom came from the direction of the mountain gate. The sound was heavy and long, like a muffled thunderclap coming from inside the mountain, making the bluestone slabs underfoot tremble slightly.

Wu Qing suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The elders also stopped at the same time and turned to look in the direction of the mountain gate.

His eyes were full of doubt.

He then turned around and walked back.

They hadn't even taken a few steps.

Intermittent shouts came from the main gate outside the square. Several disciples guarding the mountain rushed into the square in a panic. The leader of the disciples said in a panic:

"Elders! Something terrible has happened! Gu Guanqi has smashed the mountain gate archway! He says... he says he's here to seek justice for Fang Cunxin!"

The air in the square seemed to freeze for a moment.

The elders' expressions all changed.

An elder quickly asked, "How many people did he bring?"

"He's all alone!"

The expressions on their faces were a mixture of surprise and doubt.

Wu Qing walked quickly over and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

Immediately, the elders followed in Wu Qing's footsteps.

The group crossed the square,

We arrived at the imposing entrance at the edge of the square.

Then they saw Gu Guanqi walking up the stone steps, one step at a time.

He stood with his hands behind his back, holding a sword, his robes fluttering gently in the breeze, sunlight shining down from behind him, exuding composure.

Wu Qing stopped, took a deep breath, and spoke in a deep voice, his tone carrying with it internal energy: "Alliance Leader Gu, what do you mean by this?"

Gu Guanqi spoke as he walked, his tone indifferent: "You all know how Fang Cunxin died."

Wu Qing's expression darkened. He neither refuted nor explained, only saying, "Alliance Leader Gu, allow me to explain this matter to you in detail. There's no need for this..."

Gu Guanqi interrupted Wu Qing and said, "You arrest all those who bullied Fang Cunxin and hand them over to me. I can handle it without implicating anyone else."

Wu Qing hurriedly said, "Alliance Leader Gu, please calm down. I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter. However, Fang Cunxin committed suicide back then. It's not fair to make so many people pay for her death. I will punish those disciples..."

Gu Guanqi suddenly looked up and said, "I gave you a chance, but you failed!"

These words seemed to be spoken to cater to Gu Guanqi's current mood.

The light suddenly dimmed.

The clouds appeared out of nowhere, and the leaden-gray clouds instantly swept across the sun, swallowing up the sunlight.

The wind swept through the valley, brushing against the ancient pines on both sides of the stone steps, making a low, mournful sound.

The sunlight was completely blocked, and the sky seemed to hang low.

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Guanqi lightly touched the ground with his foot.

His figure didn't "rush" out of the way, but it was as fast as moonlight being swept away by the wind. One moment he was on the stone steps dozens of feet away, and the next he was in front of the gate of Hanyue Gate Square.

The moment he landed,

"boom--!"

A crack suddenly appeared on the blue brick floor, centered on the sole of his boot, and in an instant it shot forward like a living snake, reaching the base of the two vermilion doors.

Immediately afterwards, the two wooden doors, each weighing at least a thousand kilograms, along with the courtyard walls on both sides, each several dozen feet long, all collapsed outwards at the same moment. Splinters of wood and bricks flew everywhere, and dust billowed up, shrouding the area inside and outside the doors in a hazy gray fog.

Broken beams rolled onto the stone steps, causing the entire square to tremble slightly.

Inside the gate, the disciples of the Hanyue Sect were so startled by the sudden loud noise that they retreated one after another.

"Gu Guanqi! How dare you!"

Before the ruins of the gate, among the elders including Wu Qing, a tall elder had a furious expression on his face, his beard and hair standing on end, and a layer of iron-gray qi had already condensed between his palms.

He took a step forward and rushed out, his whole body like a moving iron tower, carrying a sharp palm wind, and struck straight at Gu Guanqi.

That palm strike was extremely heavy, with a howling wind and the unique heavy force of the Hanyue Sect's external martial arts. Even the air was compressed and made to crackle.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Gu Guanqi's side.

Then a palm strike landed.

However, in that very instant,

Gu Guanqi didn't move at all, but the elder bumped into Gu Guanqi's protective aura when he was only a few feet away from Gu Guanqi.

then,

"Bang!"

A deafeningly loud bang.

The elder's body was struck head-on by an invisible giant hammer, and he flew backward, carving a long dent in the blue brick ground before crashing into a stone pillar more than ten feet away.

The stone pillar snapped in response, the upper half collapsing with a roar, and bricks and stones fell down, burying most of his body.

He lay sprawled among the rubble, gushing blood from his mouth, his eyes wide open, the light in his pupils quickly fading, and then he fell silent.

A deathly silence fell over the square. The disciples of the Hanyue Sect who had been drawing their swords froze in place, none of them taking another step forward, all filled with shock.

None of them understood how the elder had died.

Gu Guanqi stood there without even glancing at the elder.

At this moment, Wu Qing stood on the stone steps in front of the main hall, his face ashen.

He stared at the figure lying in the ruins, his pupils contracted sharply, his Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't make a sound immediately.

The expressions of the elders behind him froze almost simultaneously. The one who had just been sent flying was one of the ten elders of the Hanyue Sect, a top-tier figure who had been famous for decades and whose reputation was renowned in the Hongzhou martial arts world. Yet, that palm strike hadn't even touched the hem of Gu Guanqi's clothes before he was killed.

Gu Guanqi looked at Wu Qing calmly and said, "You promised me you'd take good care of Fang Cunxin, is this how you've taken care of her?"

Wu Qing's lips moved slightly, his voice dry: "Alliance Leader Gu... I wasn't in the sect at the time of that incident, so I do bear responsibility for oversight—"

"And then?" Gu Guanqi interrupted him. "Did you investigate? Did you settle accounts?"

Wu Qing stammered, "He...he was punished..."

Gu Guanqi said calmly, "It's more like helping to cover it up!"

Wu Qing did not refute. He lowered his eyes, sighed, and said in a low voice, "Alliance Leader Gu... a year has passed, and the dead cannot be brought back to life. My Hanyue Sect is willing to compensate you. You can name your terms."

"I already made the conditions just now, but you didn't agree," Gu Guanqi said.

Wu Qing was speechless.

"Elder!" A gruff voice boomed from behind Wu Qing, "Why are you wasting your breath talking to him? Is this a place where he can run wild?"

An elder with a full beard and a burly build strode out, his body covered in iron-gray external qi. Each step he took left a shallow footprint on the blue brick floor.

He pointed at Gu Guanqi, his voice booming: "Gu, you really think you're something special just because you're the leader of two state alliances? Daring to come to my Hanyue Sect and show off your power? Don't you even know how to take a piss..."

His voice echoed across the square, causing the tiles on both sides to tremble slightly.

Then, his voice abruptly stopped.

Gu Guanqi didn't even look at him; she simply slapped him across the face with her backhand.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, clear slap echoed across the square.

Before the bearded elder could even react, a bright red palm print appeared out of thin air on his left cheek. Beneath that palm print were tiny specks of light bursting out when his external martial arts were forcefully shattered.

His neck snapped to one side with a series of dull cracking sounds, his head spun twice before he fell straight to the ground.

Dust rose and then slowly settled.

The square was completely silent.

Everyone was staring at the figure lying on the ground—the face, now twisted and deformed, still retained the furious expression from before, but that expression was frozen in time and would never change again.

Wu Qing's face paled for a moment.

This elder was no match for the one who had just been killed by the shockwave. This one was a renowned master of external martial arts in Hongzhou, yet he was killed with a single slap.

"Form ranks! Form ranks now!"

Wu Qing turned around abruptly, instantly terrified. He didn't have the courage to face Gu Guanqi directly. He shouted angrily towards the main hall and ran away as fast as he could.

Gu Guanqi reached into the rubble and pulled out an ordinary wooden stick, then threw it at Wu Qing. In an instant, the stick shot through the air and arrived behind Wu Qing.

In that instant, the hairs on Wu Qing's body stood on end.

He whirled around, his palms crossed in front of his chest, and the internal energy he had cultivated for decades in his dantian erupted, condensing into a thick layer of metallic aura in front of him. This aura was like an inverted bell, completely protecting his entire body.

Then he saw a wooden stick.

The wooden stick, enveloped in a layer of faint, almost invisible true energy, hurtled through the air, moving as fast as a gray meteor. It struck Wu Qing's thick, iron-like protective aura, producing a dull, deafening roar.

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing exploded, and dense cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the protective aura, like the moment when a heavy hammer smashed open an ice surface. The cracks spread wildly in all directions, and then the entire protective aura shattered, turning into countless iron-gray light spots that were swept away by the mountain wind.

The wooden stick continued its momentum, passing straight through the shattered qi and striking Wu Qing's hands, which were clasped together in front of his chest.

In that instant, Wu Qing's hands felt as if they had been struck by a massive hammer; his wrists snapped instantly, the cracking sound of bones breaking clearly audible. Then, the wooden stick pierced through Wu Qing's crossed hands and pierced his chest.

The immense force carried Wu Qing backward.

Wu Qing's body was lifted off the ground and flew backward for dozens of feet, over the square, over the dozen or so stone steps in front of the main hall, and then nailed to the wooden beam below the huge plaque above the main entrance of the main hall by the wooden stick.

He hung suspended in mid-air, his body swaying slightly, his hands hanging at his sides, blood dripping from the wooden stick stuck in his chest onto the blue bricks in front of the hall, making a soft, crackling sound.

"Form ranks! Form ranks now!"

An elder roared. Immediately, hundreds of disciples of the Hanyue Sect began to take positions on the plaza, their swords drawn and their steps synchronized.

The internal energy of the horizontal cultivation flowed and intertwined among them, forming a visible pale golden net that enveloped the entire square, exuding a majestic aura and chilling killing intent.

Gu Guanqi snorted coldly and suddenly drew his sword.

The moment the Autumn Water Sword was drawn, a cold, clear sword light exploded in the gloomy sky, like a silver lightning bolt cleaving through the leaden-gray clouds.

He flicked his wrist and slashed out with his sword.

It is the sword energy of the Cihang Sword Manual flowing across the Yangtze River.

The vast sword energy surged like a mighty river, carrying an overwhelming force, and crashed straight into the forming light net. Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart with a sharp whistling sound, a deep trench was plowed into the blue brick ground, and gravel flew everywhere.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the net of light shattered like paper before the sword energy, and pale golden fragments scattered and flew everywhere, turning into specks of light that dissipated in the wind.

Gu Guanqi swung his sword three times in succession.

Amidst the crisscrossing sword energy, blood splattered, and large numbers of the Hanyue Sect disciples fell, their cries of agony rising and falling. Some writhed on the ground clutching their severed arms, while others, struck in the chest by the sword energy, collapsed to the ground, spitting blood. Patches of dark red quickly seeped into the blue brick floor.

On the square, large numbers of Hanyue Sect disciples lay sprawled on the ground, their screams, groans, and shouts mingling together. Their once orderly formation had completely collapsed, and the remaining people were terrified by the sharp sword energy and fled in panic.

Just then, a figure rushed out of the main hall.

He was a burly man around fifty years old, with broad shoulders and a thick beard, carrying a huge bronze bell on his shoulder.

The bronze bell was about half a person's height, with thick walls covered in intricate patterns, and gleamed with a dark golden luster. The top of the bell was hollow, like a giant trumpet, with its edges polished extremely smooth.

"Seventh Elder!" someone exclaimed.

The burly man landed in the center of the square, his feet trembling slightly as he slammed the large bell down in front of him with a dull thud.

Gu Guanqi's pupils contracted slightly.

He knew this was the Heavenly Sound Bell, the inherited divine weapon of the Hanyue Sect.

It was this Heavenly Sound Bell that malfunctioned and needed to be repaired with the Heavenly Crafting Stone, which gave Fang Cunxin the opportunity to join the Hanyue Sect.

Unexpectedly, Fang Cunxin met with misfortune because of this.

now,

The Seventh Elder took a deep breath, pressed his palms against the bell wall, and frantically circulated his internal energy in his dantian, pouring it into the bronze bell.

At the same moment, the other two elders and a group of disciples rushed over, each one supporting the other's back, passing on their internal energy layer by layer into the Seventh Elder's body.

The Seventh Elder's face flushed red, veins bulged on his forehead, and muscles bulged in his arms. He slowly raised the bronze bell and aimed it at Gu Guanqi.

"roar!"

A deafening sound wave suddenly erupted from the mouth of the bronze bell, surging towards Gu Guanqi as if it were a tangible force.

The sound waves, carrying immense true energy, compressed the air into visible ripples wherever they passed. Large slabs of blue bricks were lifted from the ground, shattering into countless fragments in mid-air, only to be crushed into dust by the sound waves. The pillars on either side snapped in response, tiles rained down, and even the windows of the main hall rattled loudly.

In a daze, the sound wave condensed into the phantom of a golden-armored giant, several feet tall, wielding a giant hammer, and smashed down on Gu Guanqi's head.

Gu Guanqi stood still, his robes fluttering in the sound waves, his long hair flying in the wind, but his expression remained calm.

Then, he channeled his inner energy and spoke softly:

"roll."

There is only one word.

The voice was not loud, nor was it fast or slow; it wasn't even particularly loud.

But the moment that word left his mouth, an even more powerful and surging sound wave burst forth from his body, like an invisible giant wave, directly confronting the golden-armored giant.

The two sound waves collided suddenly in mid-air.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar shook the entire square violently.

The phantom of the golden-armored giant began to disintegrate the moment it touched Gu Guanqi's sonic wave. It started to crack from the head, and the cracks quickly spread to its entire body. In the blink of an eye, it turned into countless golden fragments and disappeared into the wind.

At the same instant, the bronze bell also emitted a crisp "crack" sound, and dense cracks appeared on the bell wall. Then it exploded with a bang, and the broken copper pieces shot out in all directions like hidden weapons.

The two elders and more than a dozen disciples behind the Seventh Elder were simultaneously thrown away by the recoil, spitting out blood as they crashed heavily to the ground. Some of them fell silent on the spot, while the rest collapsed and wailed in pain.

The Seventh Elder himself staggered back several steps, a mouthful of blood rising to his throat and spilling from the corner of his mouth. He knelt on one knee, supporting himself on the ground, and looked up at Gu Guanqi, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"How is this possible..." His voice was hoarse, filled with shock. "How could anyone possess such profound internal energy? Is this even humanly possible...?"

Gu Guanqi naturally had no interest in explaining.

Since reaching the maximum level of the Heavenly Silkworm Demon Art, his true energy has surged to an extraordinary level, which cannot be simply described as a quantity; it has transcended the concept of ordinary true energy.

Gu Guanqi sheathed his sword, put his hands back behind his back, and said calmly, "Your Hanyue Sect is truly united. To go to such lengths to protect a few scoundrels, I'll grant your wish. Killing them all will surely get you some of those people!"

His gaze swept over the mess and the wounded on the ground, before settling back on the Seventh Elder.

The Seventh Elder opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, rendering him speechless.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a blue deacon's uniform stumbled and crawled out from the back of the crowd. His face was ashen, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he knelt before Gu Guanqi with a thud, his voice trembling: "Gu... Alliance Leader Gu! We're willing to hand them over! We're willing to hand them over! It's just... it's just that Zhang Chuan and Qi Miaomiao aren't with us; they went to the Hongzhou Martial Arts Conference!"

Gu Guanqi looked down at the steward and said calmly, "Bring everyone here within half an incense stick's time."

The deacon nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes! Immediately! Immediately!" He turned abruptly, waving and shouting to the disciples behind him who were still able to move, "Go! Follow me! Arrest them all! Don't let a single one escape!"

Immediately, a group of disciples who were not seriously injured staggered and ran towards the back of the square.

A moment later, they escorted seven or eight pale-faced young men and women back to the square.

Those people were pushed in front of Gu Guanqi, trembling and pale.

The steward pointed at the group and said in a trembling voice, "Alliance Leader Gu... these are the ones... those who went with Qi Miaomiao to bully Fang Cunxin... they're all here..."

The group of men knelt down with a thud, some of them already kowtowing, their foreheads hitting the blue bricks with dull thuds.

"Alliance Leader Gu, spare our lives! We were forced into this by Qi Miaomiao!"

"Yes...we had no choice..."

"Please, Alliance Leader Gu, spare our lives..."

Gu Guanqi didn't look at them, and said calmly, "Why didn't you think of leaving Fang Cunxin a way out back then?"

The voice has not fallen,

The Autumn Water Sword was drawn.

The sword light flashed by so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible.

The seven or eight people kneeling on the ground didn't even have time to scream before their bodies froze, and then they slowly tilted to the sides.

Blood gushed from their necks, pooling into dark red patches on the blue brick floor.

Gu Guanqi didn't look at the corpses again.

Instead, he looked at the elders.

In their terror, he suddenly swung his sword, and several heads rolled to the ground.

then,

He then looked at Wu Qing, who had been rescued and was slumped on the ground with the wooden stick still stuck in his chest, and said, "If you had kept your promise and taken care of Fang Cunxin, those guys wouldn't have dared to bully her so brazenly. You really do talk a good game, but you don't do anything right!"

As the Grand Elder of the Hanyue Sect, if he had kept his promise and said a few words when Fang Cunxin joined the sect, letting others know that Fang Cunxin had him as her backer, even though Qi Miaomiao was the sect leader's daughter, they would have been more cautious.

Wu Qing looked at Gu Guanqi and stammered, "I...I didn't expect that...such a thing to happen. I was just worried that she would use my name..."

Gu Guanqi swung his sword.

A flash of sword light, and Wu Qing's head fell to the ground, his eyes wide open in death.

Subsequently,

He then went and cut off the heads of the two elders who had been killed at the beginning.

Then, he turned around, walked to the flagpole of the Hanyue Gate on the side of the square, and snapped it in two with a single blow.

The flagpole fell, and he reached out and pulled down the large flag, spreading it on the ground and wrapping the six heads in a bundle.

He picked up the package and turned to walk out of the mountain gate.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the majestic main hall of the Hanyue Sect behind him.

Then he raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.

The sword energy, like a galaxy, swept across the sky, carrying immense power, and slashed straight towards the center of the main hall.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a huge crack appeared in the center of the magnificent hall, stretching from the roof to the foundation, dividing the entire hall in two.

Tiles fell in a flurry, beams and pillars broke, walls tilted, and then both halves of the hall slowly collapsed to the sides, dust billowing into the sky and obscuring the sun.

Gu Guanqi sheathed his sword, turned around, picked up his bundle, and strode down the mountain. As he walked, he circulated his internal energy and said, "Notify Qi Tianyang that I, Gu Guanqi, am going to seek justice from him."

Gu Guanqi's voice echoed in the air.

Behind them, the square of the Hanyue Sect was filled with wails and devastation.

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Winners can join the group and contact the group owner (who is also the author) directly. They can then claim their prize by showing a screenshot of their ticket stub, which will be converted into cash.

Note: Winners must redeem their prizes before 8 PM on the 9th; prizes not redeemed by then will be forfeited.

Finally, let me emphasize again that this giveaway is just for fun and to let everyone join in the fun. Please don't take it too seriously. Let me be frank about my purpose: I mainly want everyone to help me climb the rankings and get some exposure!

At last,

I earnestly request everyone's help, support, and vote!