CHAPTER 901: CHAPTER 901: YOU HURT HER, NOW YOU MUST PAY THE PRICE

"No, you don’t understand. Do you think I came to you to avenge Dan Tai Xuan? No, you’re wrong, I came for you, and it has nothing to do with Dan Tai Xuan." Dantai Changqing saw what Mu Hanyan was thinking, shook his head, and said indifferently as he slowly raised his longsword.

"What do you mean?" Mu Hanyan’s eyes sharpened, pushing her qi to the extreme.

She knew that this time, with Dantai Changqing’s strike, she would not have the slightest chance of survival, but even so, she would not just sit and wait for death.

"The meaning is not important. You only need to know that everything he says is nonsense." Just as Mu Hanyan was about to risk it all, a familiar, slightly lazy but magnetic voice rang in her ears.

"Ye Lanfeng." Mu Hanyan turned around in surprise and saw Ye Lanfeng’s handsome, upright silhouette.

All worries disappeared in an instant, and Mu Hanyan’s heart felt unprecedented peace. Apart from the peace, something seemed to explode in her heart, and in her eyes, there seemed to be only Ye Lanfeng.

"Are you hurt?" Ye Lanfeng looked at Mu Hanyan’s somewhat pale face, his expression slightly heavy as he asked with concern. His voice carried a restrained anger.

"Just a minor injury, nothing serious." Mu Hanyan replied with a lighthearted smile.

"First, take this elixir." Ye Lanfeng took out an elixir and handed it to Mu Hanyan.

Although Mu Hanyan’s injury was not serious, seeing Ye Lanfeng’s concerned gaze, she obediently took the elixir.

The elixir melted as soon as it entered her mouth, and a wave of warmth surged into her limbs and bones, making her feel as though she were soaking in warm, clear spring water, indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

In just a moment, Mu Hanyan’s injuries were completely healed, her body light and energetic.

What an amazing healing holy pill! Mu Hanyan marveled to herself.

"Alright, Han Yan, you go back first." Seeing the rosy color return to Mu Hanyan’s face, Ye Lanfeng relaxed completely and said.

Mu Hanyan glanced at Dantai Changqing opposite her, a bit hesitant.

Although she had absolute confidence in Ye Lanfeng’s strength, Dantai Changqing was also a master at the Sword Saint Realm. Her strength was not as great, but her six senses were strong, and she had the barrier technique of shadow shifting, so staying might still provide some help.

"Don’t worry, he’s not my match." Ye Lanfeng knew what she was worried about and smiled slightly, confidently saying.

"Alright then, be careful." Seeing his confidence, Mu Hanyan dismissed the idea of staying to help, nodded, advised him, and turned to leave. After taking a few steps, she turned her head and gave Ye Lanfeng a bright smile, "I’ll wait for you to come back."

"Okay." Ye Lanfeng smiled back, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Dantai Changqing watched Mu Hanyan leave without trying to stop her, because he knew he could not keep Mu Hanyan with Ye Lanfeng around.

"His natural talent is indeed astonishing; he should be the person Master told you to find, right?" Dantai Changqing said faintly.

"So what?" Ye Lanfeng replied coldly.

"According to Master’s instructions, you should have taken him back long ago. Why are you still by his side? Could it be that you want to defy Master’s orders?" Dantai Changqing laughed coldly.

"What’s to be done is my business; it’s not your place to meddle." Ye Lanfeng said dismissively.

"Ye Lanfeng, don’t forget your identity. I will report this matter to Master, and then I’ll see how you explain yourself!" Dantai Changqing was still overshadowed by the slap from Mu Hanyan earlier, and the contempt in Ye Lanfeng’s eyes further enraged him, he said angrily.

"How to explain myself is also my business, you don’t need to worry." Ye Lanfeng raised an eyebrow and replied decisively.

"Fine, suit yourself then!" Dantai Changqing snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Do you intend to leave just like that?" Ye Lanfeng said in a deep voice, his magnetic voice carrying a chilling coldness. A strong fighting spirit surged from him.

"Do you intend to fight me?" Dantai Changqing grasped his sword hilt, looked at Ye Lanfeng, and suddenly laughed provocatively.

"You shouldn’t have hurt her." Ye Lanfeng slowly drew his longsword.

"Haha, they say Ye Lanfeng’s heart is like water, strong as iron, yet it seems you can get angry too." Dantai Changqing sneered mockingly.

"You hurt her, so you must pay the price. I’ll give you two choices, one is to cut off an arm and leave the Capital, the other is for me to do it." Ye Lanfeng ignored his mockery, still speaking calmly, with a faint smile on his face, as if discussing something as simple and ordinary as could be.

"Ye Lanfeng, don’t be too arrogant, do you really think I’m afraid of you?" Dantai Changqing, who managed to suppress his anger, was once again ignited, and he said furiously.

"Draw your sword." Ye Lanfeng didn’t bother saying more, pointing his longsword forward, his upright figure seemed to reach to the heavens, exuding endless majesty.

"Here?" Dantai Changqing looked around at the dilapidated, ancient houses and frowned.

The power of a Sword Saint is unimaginable to ordinary people, and when two Sword Saints fight with full force, it’s like the descent of heavenly might, their destructiveness astonishing. Although both he and Ye Lanfeng held high positions, if too many innocents were harmed, it wouldn’t be easy to explain.

"Don’t worry, you won’t harm them because... you won’t have the opportunity." Ye Lanfeng said with an air of proud determination.

"Fine, fine, I want to see just how strong you’ve become." Dantai Changqing, shaken to the core by Ye Lanfeng’s words, trembled with rage, mocking with cold laughter.

"Shing!" The longsword was once again unsheathed, and the murderous sword intent shot straight to the heavens.

The bright moon in the sky seemed to retreat into thick clouds, intimidated by the hidden power within the sword.

The night wind howled past, and the old green tiles trembled and buzzed, as if quivering under the sword’s might.

Before the sword force was even released, it already carried such an intimidating presence; what level of terror would the full force of this sword unleash?

Dantai Changqing’s eyes, too, showed great confidence; the previously restless heart calmed once more with the sword’s action, becoming composed and poised. After all, as a master of the Sword Saint Realm, even with occasional agitation, compared to ordinary people, his mindset was still much stronger.

But soon, his heart was unsettled again.

"Turns out your strength is just so-so, no wonder you got slapped by a First-level Sword Master." Ye Lanfeng looked at the confident Dantai Changqing and spoke softly, looking quite disappointed.

"Ye Lanfeng, I’ll kill you!" Dantai Changqing’s hard-won calm shattered once more, and with those words, he swung his sword at Ye Lanfeng.

The intense killing intent burst from the sword; a flash of pure sword light, like lightning, appeared before the eyes.

(As for the book’s pricing, some say the prices vary because charges are based on word count. More words mean more money, and vice versa. For example, one thousand words cost five book coins, two thousand words cost ten book coins, and three thousand words cost fifteen book coins. I try to keep the Chapter word count consistent. Sometimes, when I get carried away writing and the plot runs beyond control, I might end up with three thousand words, giving everyone the false impression that it’s become more expensive. My apologies.)