Chapter 105: If I Come, What Will You Do?
Chapter 105: If I Come, What Will You Do?
Gu Yang stood firm, his long blade gleaming with a cold, fierce light as he single-handedly held off several rebel fighters. The other Blood Refinement-stage martial artists didn't concern him; even though he was only at the late Blood Refinement stage, he could easily slay them.
What truly worried Gu Yang was the middle-aged general before him. This man was a formidable Bone Refinement mid-stage warrior, with a body as tough as copper.
"Truly an impressive young master of the Gu Family Manor. At the mere late Blood Refinement stage, you can display such strength. If you were to grow any further, you would surely become a formidable enemy!"
"I heard that the King once sent emissaries to White Rock Path to recruit your Gu Family Manor, but unfortunately, you refused."
"Since that is the case, I cannot let you live!"
The middle-aged general's expression was cold, his eyes filled with murderous intent. In his view, the Gu Family Manor's rejection of the Divine Martial King's invitation had already made them enemies.
Moreover, Gu Yang's personal intervention to block their path left no room for negotiation.
So, in that moment, the middle-aged general made his decision: Gu Yang must not be allowed to live.
As for the consequences of killing Gu Yang and offending the Gu Family Manor, he had no concerns. Once this deed was done, whether the Gu Family Manor would even survive was uncertain.
With that thought in mind, the middle-aged general roared, "Launch the signal arrow!"
As he spoke, a signal arrow shot into the sky, its light glaring against the twilight.
"You're dead!"
Seeing his subordinates launch the signal arrow, the middle-aged general's face twisted into a sinister grin.
Gu Yang remained silent, but his mind was already searching for a way out. White Rock Path was the Gu Family Manor's territory, and he could not tolerate the rebels' chaos.
After learning of the rebel forces, he had led the outer hall disciples to intercept them, only to arrive too late. The entire Red Rock Village had been massacred.
Then, the conflict erupted.
Gu Yang had intended to eliminate the rebels, but he hadn't expected a Bone Refinement mid-stage expert to be among them.
Now, the rebels were clearly calling for reinforcements. Given the current situation, their chances of victory were slim.
Gu Yang's resolve to retreat grew stronger.
Despite his confidence in his strength, if he were surrounded by the rebels, escape would be nearly impossible.
There will always be a way out as long as you're alive.
"Thinking of retreating now? It's too late!"
The middle-aged general saw through Gu Yang's thoughts, his expression twisted with malice, his killing intent unhidden.
In that instant, the middle-aged warrior's long blade swung down, cutting through the air with a bone-chilling force. The other Blood Refinement-stage martial artists also attacked with all their might.
Gu Yang found himself trapped.
Just then, he sensed a powerful force approaching from behind. Instinctively, he turned and swung his blade, striking a fist.
"Boom—"
A blow strong enough to shatter stone met the fist, but it felt like striking an unyielding steel. A terrifying force surged through his blade, causing Gu Yang's blood to churn, and he was forced to retreat several steps.
"Kill!"
Seizing the opportunity, the middle-aged general's blade cut through Gu Yang's protective qi, slashing viciously into his flesh.
"Thud!"
The blade pierced the skin, blood spraying out as Gu Yang's body was sent flying.
"Master!"
The disciples of the Gu Family Manor watched in horror as their young master was struck down.
On the other side.
Gu Yang’s body flew through the air, but just before he hit the ground, he managed to twist his body and steady himself. He landed with his long blade planted firmly in the ground. A savage slash wound ran from his shoulder down to his chest, and through the torn flesh, his heart could be seen beating erratically.
Fortunately.
A Blood Refinement Warrior’s body was incredibly resilient.
What would be a fatal wound for an ordinary person was only a severe injury for a Blood Refinement Warrior.
The wound began to heal slightly, stopping the flow of blood. Gu Yang’s face was pale from blood loss, and only then did he get a clear look at his attacker.
The man was a towering middle-aged figure, his skin like cast bronze and his muscles bulging with explosive power.
“Not bad, to block my punch, a mere Blood Refinement Warrior can be proud of that!”
Ji Zong licked his lips, his eyes filled with mockery as he looked at Gu Yang.
When Gu Yang heard the name Ji Zong, his expression changed.
“Divine Fist Iron Man Ji Zong!!”
Divine Fist Iron Man!
He was the Patriarch of the Flowing Cloud Manor’s Divine Fist Sect, a formidable martial artist who had reached the peak of Bone Tempering.
Gu Yang hadn’t expected such a powerful figure to be here, and from his demeanor, it was clear Ji Zong had already pledged his allegiance to the Martial King Pei Jing, serving under him.
Ji Zong smiled slightly. “It seems you’ve heard of my name. Unfortunately, you’re going to die here today. A prodigy like you, if you didn’t die, would surely achieve great things in the future.
But I enjoy nothing more than slaying prodigies!”
As he spoke, Ji Zong slowly approached Gu Yang.
To Ji Zong, Gu Yang was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He had no urgency, for he relished in the fear of his prey.
However, to Ji Zong’s disappointment, Gu Yang’s face showed no fear. Instead, his right hand gripped the hilt of his blade tightly, as if preparing for a final, desperate fight.
“What’s the point of struggling? Even if your father were here, I wouldn’t fear him. What kind of Overlord with a Blade? Just a coward hiding in the White Stone Path, too afraid to come out.”
“You don’t deserve to insult my father!”
Gu Yang’s eyes burned with killing intent, his blood and qi slowly surging. He waited for Ji Zong to step into his range, ready to strike.
With his severe injuries, he could only unleash one more blow.
“Hmph, so what if I insult him? If he dares to show up here—”
Ji Zong’s cold laugh was cut short by a calm voice.
“If I were to show up here, what then?”
At these words, Ji Zong’s face froze.
A figure in a green robe walked slowly toward them, a heavy and oppressive aura spreading through the air. The two sides that had been fighting fiercely stopped their battle, all eyes turning to the newcomer.
“Father!”
Gu Yang’s expression relaxed.
Gu Qingfeng glanced at his son’s injuries, his eyes growing colder.
Then, Gu Qingfeng turned his gaze back to Ji Zong, his face expressionless.
“Let me ask you again, if I am here, what then?”
“G-Gu Qingfeng!!”
Ji Zong’s face turned ashen, a wave of terror washing over him as he met Gu Qingfeng’s eyes.
He never imagined that his casual taunt would actually bring this man here.
A man’s name is like a tree’s shadow.
Ji Zong knew what a half-step Grandmaster was capable of.
So, in an instant,
Ji Zong didn’t even bother to speak. He burst into a sprint and turned to flee.
(End of Chapter)
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