NOVPUBSword Casting Sect.
The bustle of yesteryears had now turned deathly silent.
Most disciples were not only drained of their vitality but also had their heads bore with ghastly holes, as if their brains had been devoured completely. On their rigid faces, one could see an indescribable terror.
Inside the Sword Casting Sect’s main hall, Sect Leader Shi Kai knelt before someone, his face all obsequious and ingratiating.
Beside him,
the bodies of numerous Sword Casting Sect experts lay on the ground.
"Speak, tell me all the information you have about Gu Family Manor!" Wen Jiao glanced at the man below and spoke indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Shi Kai trembled slightly, then hurriedly relayed all the information about Gu Family Manor.
At last,
Shi Kai frantically kowtowed, "Please, senior, give me a chance. Even if I have to be your ox or horse, I am willing!"
"To be an ox or a horse?"
Wen Jiao scoffed with disdain,
"A mere Blood Refining Realm martial artist is not even qualified to serve as a dog for this old man."
With those words,
Wen Jiao flicked his fingertips, releasing a sharp gust of wind that instantly pierced through Shi Kai’s head, white brain matter oozing out. The latter’s body fell to the ground, twitching slightly, going silent in a matter of moments.
Following that,
Wen Jiao opened his mouth and inhaled, all the vitality and brain matter from Shi Kai’s body were wholly absorbed into his belly.
"The taste of a Blood Refining Realm’s brain matter is, after all, lacking!" Wen Jiao murmured.
"According to this man, the manor master of Gu Family Manor should be a Marrow Cleansing Realm expert!"
"However — a Marrow Cleansing Realm master is unlikely to make the Evil Suppression Bureau and the Zhuo Family concede!"
Wen Jiao’s eyes were cold as a sinister and eerie smile spread across his face.
It’s highly likely that the one who could compel the Evil Suppression Bureau and the Zhuo Family to step aside has already stepped into the Refining Organ Realm.
Only Refining Organ martial artists
can truly gain some significance.
The millennia-old family sects all have powerful Spirit-controlling Realm magicians in residence, and it is only the Refining Organ martial artists who are regarded somewhat highly.
However,
Wen Jiao was not concerned.
So what if it was Refining Organ.
Even without Refining Evil within him, he was already a Refining Organ martial artist.
Now, having incorporated Refining Evil, he had already broken through the Spirit-controlling Realm for many years. n𝚘𝚟𝚙u𝚋.co𝚖
Over these years,
Wen Jiao had done more than just kill one or two Refining Organ martial artists.
Starting with Sword Casting Sect this time was to understand the strength of Gu Family Manor from the sidelines to ensure that nothing would go awry.
After all, caution is the parent of safety.
Wen Jiao had survived until now by being cautious.
But now,
Wen Jiao had clarified the strength of Gu Family Manor.
A suspected Refining Organ martial artist.
And a genius likely of Bone Refining caliber.
The remaining Blood Refining martial artists were no different from ants in Wen Jiao’s eyes.
"Having killed the seedlings painstakingly nurtured by this old man, I shall require everyone in the Gu Family Manor to accompany them in death. The vitality and brain matter of a Refining Organ martial artist should be worth a thousand ants, I believe!"
Wen Jiao let out a cold, jeering laugh, then his gaze shifted to the outside of the main hall. In his perception, other martial artists had arrived at the Sword Casting Sect.
In the next breath,
Wen Jiao had vanished from the spot.
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Gu Family Manor.
Gu Peng hurriedly walked into the main hall with an urgent expression and bowed deeply to Gu Qingfeng sitting at the master seat.
"Subordinate pays his respects to the manor master!"
"Why such haste? Has something happened?"
"Reporting to the manor master, not long ago, people from Sword Casting Sect came asking for help, claiming a mysterious powerful individual was conducting a massacre at Sword Casting Sect. I dispatched two Blood Refining Realm administrators and several disciples to investigate the matter.
But till now, there has been no news, I fear something is amiss!"
Gu Peng spoke with an unsightly expression.
Now, with Gu Yang’s widespread suppression of martial artist uprisings, White Stone Dao had become much quieter, and few outsider martial artists dared to start further conflicts.
Under such circumstances, there were still mysterious powerful figures who wanted to take action against the Sword Casting Sect.
Years of experience in the Martial World had instinctively alerted Gu Peng that something was wrong.
Therefore,
He persuaded Gu Yang, who wanted to directly head to the Sword Casting Sect, and instead sent two stewards and several disciples to scout out the situation first.
But now,
All of them had vanished without a trace.
Gu Peng didn’t need to think to understand that something must have gone seriously wrong.
At that moment,
The temperature in the hall suddenly rose significantly, Gu Peng’s expression turned to one of shocked uncertainty, and Gu Qingfeng looked towards the outside of the hall, offering a faint smile.
"Don’t think too much, the other party has already come knocking on our door!"
Having said this,
Gu Qingfeng got up and headed outside the Gu Family Manor.
Since the other party had come to their doorstep, it was naturally impossible for him to avoid confronting them.
Just right.
Gu Qingfeng also wanted to see who dared to make a move against the Gu Family Manor at this time.
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Outside Gu Family Manor.
Wen Jiao stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by numerous corpses lying around, all of them drained of their qi, blood, and brains.
The Outer Hall stewards looked towards him with eyes filled with terror, and their bodies trembled violently.
Draining qi, blood and brains!
Such methods were certainly not something a normal person could possess.
Especially the scorching heat and the eerie, cold aura emanating from Wen Jiao, as well as the fresh blood on the corner of his mouth, made him look like an evil spirit descending into the world, utterly ferocious and terrifying.
Suddenly,
An explosive torrent of terrifying qi and blood burst forth.
A figure shot forward like a cannonball, unleashing a palm strike filled with overwhelming force that detonated the air around it.
Wen Jiao’s eyebrows raised as he struck out with a palm of his own.
The two palms collided,
An enormous force surged, sending the latter involuntarily retreating several steps back.
At this time,
He finally saw clearly that in front of Gu Family Manor, a figure in green clothes had silently appeared.
"So you are Gu Qingfeng!"
Wen Jiao licked the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, the formidable qi and blood strength of his opponent both shocking him and arousing an unprecedented fierce craving.
"Rich and mighty qi and blood, you’ve indeed stepped into the Refining Organ Realm, no wonder you have the confidence to kill disciples of my Red Flame Sect!"
On the other side,
Gu Qingfeng coldly eyed the corpses on the ground, then turned his gaze back to the person in front of him.
"You’re from the Red Flame Sect?"
"Leave your name so that even in death, I will know who I have slain!"
As soon as these words were uttered,
Wen Jiao immediately burst into an angry laugh.
"Youngster, listen well, I am the Peak Master of Red Flame Peak, Wen Jiao. When you go down to Netherworld after death, don’t forget who killed you—"
Before he finished speaking,
Wen Jiao had already appeared abruptly, moving with ghost-like swiftness, the intertwining cold and scorching aura twisting the air around him, as if unable to withstand such forces.
"Blade!"
Gu Qingfeng stretched out his hand, and Gu Peng behind him hurled the Evil Slayer Blade to him; the former grasped the hilt, and the long blade was unsheathed in an instant.
With the blade in hand,
Gu Qingfeng’s aura transformed.
His qi and blood flowed into the blade, emanating a domineering and chillingly austere blade intent that soared into the sky.
"Slash!"
Gu Qingfeng uttered a single word as the Evil Slayer Blade came sweeping down, enveloped in a sky-cleaving force.
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