CHAPTER 73: CHAPTER 73: I’LL SEND HER OFF MYSELF

Lu Chengfeng watched Zhu Yuxian’s thin silhouette; his current state of mind was likely beyond anyone’s comprehension, not merely about escaping death but also filled with relief and lingering fear.

Though his hands were stained with blood, at the end of the day, he was still a person afraid of death.

If he were to die here, he would indeed die with regrets.

With Zhu Yuxian’s appearance, the situation was decided; this woman wielded death with a wave of her sleeve, stepped over corpses, and no one could stop her.

Her red dress fluttering, her black hair swaying, the contrast of her embroidered shoes against the bloody ground created a kind of chilling beauty.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Wherever the Black Fiend Soul-Stealing Qi passed, bodies fell in waves, with those people not even having the time to scream before they were entrapped, their eyes losing all light as they collapsed thunderously.

Lu Chengfeng no longer looked, nor did he make any attempt to save Zhou Tong, who lay on the ground. With a voice somewhat hoarse, he said, "I owe you nothing now."

"If you survive and recover from your injuries, atop Bixiao Peak, you and I will have a duel to the death."

"I must cut you down to avenge my master’s death."

Saying this, he followed Zhu Yuxian’s figure.

Zhou Tong lay among a heap of corpses and a pool of blood, his heart pounding, but the expression in his pupils gradually darkened.

In the corner of his eye, he could vaguely see the woman’s embroidered shoes and the hem of her fluttering dress.

Yet, from appearance to departure, the woman never cast him a glance.

At some point, the sky above this narrow valley grew dark; the heavy clouds loomed oppressively, and small snowflakes began to drift down slowly.

When they landed on his face, they were cool, yet lessened the burning sensation in his chest slightly.

"To die like this might perhaps be a good thing," Zhou Tong thought, closing his eyes, for some reason always recalling her bright smile the first time they met.

Lu Chengfeng followed behind Zhu Yuxian, having not intervened once; for the first time, he witnessed the terror of a Half-Step Celestial Human, with the Black Fiend Soul-Stealing Qi sweeping invincibly, with no one able to stop it.

Even the Martial World veterans who had mastered the True Intent of the Martial Path became ineffectual, like battered scarecrows sent flying.

"That Xun Shuijing Senior Uncle is said to also be a Half-Step Celestial Human?" Lu Chengfeng’s gaze towards Zhu Yuxian suddenly burned intensely.

Her slender waist, alluring curves, and fair skin were indeed quite captivating.

In the past, he never dared to so flagrantly admire this woman’s beauty, but now there was an indescribable desire and heat, causing him to swallow unconsciously.

"If only I could marry her..."

Just the mere thought made Lu Chengfeng tremble slightly with excitement.

"A Half-Step Celestial Human!"

In just a fraction of a quarter-hour, Zhu Yuxian, bare-handed, had slain her way through the entire valley, leaving bodies everywhere, rivers of blood, with the very air filled with the stench of blood.

The snowflakes falling from the sky landed in the blood and mud, transforming into crimson.

Zhu Yuxian halted her steps; ahead lay only the three Sect Leaders, Li Tingfeng’s disciple Li Qian, and seven or eight Elder-level masters.

They gathered back to back, surrounded by corpses; everyone else was dead.

"It’s my fault they died!" The Cyan Simurgh Sect Leader’s face was full of tears, her contoured body trembling, her fair hand holding the Cyan Simurgh Sword stained with blood.

"At this point, there’s no need for such useless words," the hoarse and piercing voice of the Celestial Ghost Sect Leader said: "It’s nothing but a winner-takes-all, live or die."

The Iron Banner Association Leader originally wielded the Iron Mace with both hands, but now his left arm was severed, leaving only one arm to wield the weapon, his face pale, lips trembling, unable to utter a word.

"This is your own doing, death is no loss." Fighting Hall Master Du Hongyue, her armor shattered, the iron mask on her face also gone, revealing a hideous scar.

It was a knife wound stretching from the left eye down across the bridge of her nose to the right cheek, the scar gruesome and shocking.

Her remaining fair-skinned face with willow eyebrows and cherry lips should have belonged to a very beautiful woman.

"Because of your greed, how many of our elders and disciples met tragic deaths in my sect; even if I were to cut you into a thousand pieces, it would hardly ease the hatred in my heart."

"After today, I will visit Youdu’s Ten Thousand Ghost Cavern and Yan State’s Luofeng Mountain. I will not rest until I destroy your sects and eradicate every last one of you."

With her spear dragging on the ground, her voice was hoarse, evidently also exhausted, killing until every muscle was sore.

"As for the Iron Banner Association..."

She directed her gaze towards the Iron Banner Association Leader, "You have seventy-two branches rooted in Liangzhou, like wild grass, impossible to eradicate."

"After I obliterate the other two sects, I will traverse through Liangzhou’s eight counties and won’t return to the mountain until I’ve uprooted all of you."

Her voice echoed in the valley, though her tone was indifferent, her killing intent was blistering, making one’s hair stand on end.

"Why bother with words; just kill them," the Profound Sun Taoist, his hair disheveled, Taoist robe tattered, advanced sword in hand.

Suddenly, with a thud, something unexpected happened; the Iron Banner Association Leader knelt down.

"Today’s events are my doing alone, unrelated to the other branches, most of whom are regular folks; I beg you to show mercy and spare their lives."

"I am willing to take my own life here."

He banged his head hard, his forehead instantly covered in blood, and before the Yuncang Sword Sect members could respond, he raised the Iron Mace fiercely and smashed it onto his own skull.

Bang!

Like a watermelon breaking, his head suddenly exploded, blood, brain matter, and bone shards splattering, and a headless body holding an iron mace collapsed thunderously.

It all happened so suddenly, neither side expected it; the Celestial Ghost Sect Leader, realizing what happened, shouted angrily: "Coward, surrendering to them and killing yourself, how could you have reached the True Intent of the Martial Path?"

The Cyan Simurgh Sect Leader bit her lip slightly, swiftly sheathed her sword, and lowered her head: "If you all would spare my life, my Cyan Simurgh Sect will henceforth look to the Yuncang Sword Sect for leadership, daring not to disobey even slightly, I plead for your mercy."

"Slut, you’re courting death." The Celestial Ghost Sect Leader, enraged, unhesitatingly attacked the person beside him.

Whoosh!

A streak of black energy burst forth, as the Cyan Simurgh Sect Leader’s pupils locked, about to draw her sword, but struck by the black energy, her body stiffened, and then a short sword radiating with five-colored halos slashed through.

That beautiful head instantly flew up, her pupils filled with residual astonishment and the fear of death.

The head fell to the ground, the previously beautiful face was suddenly smeared with mud and blood.

Zhu Yuxian withdrew the short sword, and even without a head, the body still retained its graceful curves as it slowly fell, rolling along with the head.

"No need for you to do it; I’ll send her off personally."

In a brief period, only one of the three Sect Leaders remained alive, the other two perished on the spot.

Zhu Yuxian slowly approached, the Black Fiend Soul-Stealing Qi surrounding her, locking her gaze on the Celestial Ghost Sect Leader, the elder known as Elder Tiancan in the Martial World.

"Junior Sister Zhu, this old ghost is a pitiful one, why not spare his life?"

At this moment, the Mountain Guardian Hall Master Xiao Shouren suddenly spoke up.

Following behind Zhu Yuxian, Lu Chengfeng was slightly stunned, but quickly became contemplative, "The Celestial Ghost Sect and Youdu bear deep grudges; could Elder Xiao be trying to restrain Youdu?"