The Wild Empress of the Evil Emperor
68. Chapter 68: I'm a Good Man (2)
A low-level noble like the Ling family couldn't hope to hinder Young Master now, could they? Facing the Three Great Sovereigns, the family would be wiped out in no time. Sure, the Young Master looked very gentle and light, but have you heard the phrase 'Silent water flows in'? Only a fool would dare to test the Young Master of the Dong Fang family who was reputable! Who would dare to wish him nothing to support his prestigious position in such a famous family?
The explosion!
Just as Elder Yu thought he was really going to die of a heart attack (what by witnessing the origin story of the Young Master's anger in the future), he was, a sword suddenly appeared before Gu Ruoyun.
It looks out of place. Instead of dazzling in a majestic metallic sheen, it looked like it belonged to a pile of scrap metal - both the handle and the blade were covered with a thick brown rust. However, it was precisely this old iron sword that repelled Ling Xi's attack. His sword, which was so sharp in its killing intent, was so easily stopped by the rusty sword that it seemed decrepit! \
"What?! Well, it's just anti-climate! I thought it would be something big!"
"Is that even a legitimate Martial Soldier technique or something? Because it? Suck up. Can't you defeat someone at level 6 at the Qi gathering rank? Go home and be good, son!"
"Did Ling Xi hold back? He must have held it, right? How else could it be so easily blocked?"
As the crowd staggered from their confusion, they began to litter the air with their comments. No matter what they said, the contents were the same; no one believed what had just happened between Gu Ruoyun and Ling Xi. After all, they had already seen a gap of strength between the two. A level 6 Qi gathering practitioner stopped the attack of a low-level Martial Soldier - like a knife stopped by a piece of butter!
"Oh," Gu Ruoyun said with a grin, "I don't plan to use this, remember. Look what you did to me!
Alright. What should I do next? Oh yea. You want me dead, don't you?''
Ling Xi quickly recovered from her shock. "So what if I do?" He sneered, "I don't think you can say the same for yourself. You and I are different. Unlike me, YOU don't even have the guts to TOUCH me. After all, you KNOW you won't live long if you really dare to hurt me."
Elder Yu shook his head due to his blatant provocation. Whatever good intentions Lady Gu had for saving Ling Xi's miserable life might as well not exist after that inappropriate challenge. That, he's sure.
What he was unsure of, however, was whatever Lady Gu had conjured up in self-defense. He studied the rusted blade carefully, trying to figure out its characteristics. “It's unusual, yes, but now it doesn't look like any Spiritual Tool, does it? How did he call her?
Hun Fei had watched the battle unfolding with cold indifference. His eyes only widened for a moment as Gu Ruoyun summoned the rusty sword. But after examining him quickly, his brows furrowed slightly in shock at the ridicule. "That? It was not even a legitimate spiritual weapon! It's even paralyzed. Pathetic."
"The "paralyzed spiritual weapon may be loosely identified as one of the spiritual weapons, but its power will never be able to match the real one. With that gaping weakness alone, Gu Ruoyun's achievements were not worth taking a closer look, nor required the attention and attention of the Weapon Refining Sect," he thought.
Meanwhile, back on the battlefield, Gu Ruoyun raised her eyebrows with dubious curiosity, her smile growing sweeter. "Oh? What terrible end might happen if I removed one bastard from the face of this kingdom? I guess I can only find out after killing you!"
"Oh yeah?! Come on then!"
Ling Xi's face turned into an inhuman grin. His body darted into a blurry movement towards Gu Ruoyun with the force of a strong wind. His sword was dazzling with a strong desire for blood.
He's getting closer and closer.
Gu Ruoyun stroked the air in front of her gently using her Paralyzed Spirit Sword.
Immediately, an enormous gust of air followed the movements and desires of his sword, rolling over, piling up, forming a gigantic typhoon that dropped Ling Xi a few steps away from his deadly pursuit.
Everyone saw him and could guarantee it: he had just made a small and gentle gesture. No more, but power...
"Don't say .... don't tell me that this is a treasure that poor lady got from within the Celestial Spirit Formation back then ?!" A man among the crowd exclaimed in his mind as he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
His mind rewired how he tried to snatch Gu Ruoyun's treasure back then in the Divine Spirit Formation. Back then, all of her dignity was forcefully trampled by the young woman and has not recovered since. He just came here to watch the fight. Who will win? He hoped Ling Xi would be the one to take care of him.
However, he had not expected to see the opposite of a stomping defeat!