As soon as Jing Kun spoke, even the graceful woman in green wore an expression of disbelief.
“Don’t force yourself. I’ll do my best to protect you. The Ancestor instructed me specifically not to let anything happen to you.”
Jing Kun shook his head at the good intentions of the graceful woman in green.
“Yun Pavilion Master, just leave this matter to me.”
Qin Mu watched Jing Kun accept so readily.
Could it be that he has some hidden trump card?
Damn it!
Why is it that we’re all transmigrators, but I’m the only one without any trump cards, no system, no old grandpa, no heaven-defying techniques or treasures, not even extraordinary talent in cultivation?
Truly, the difference between people can sometimes be immense!
Tears streamed down his face…
Wang Yan’er was also slightly surprised by this, but when it came to taking action, she showed no mercy.
With a light flick of her finger, a strand of True Qi sliced through the air.
Jing Kun gritted his teeth as he faced the incoming attack, hoping that person hadn’t lied to him.
Just as it was about to strike Jing Kun, Wang Yan’er’s True Qi suddenly halted in midair.
In the astonished gazes of the crowd, the space in front of Jing Kun tore open, and the figure of an old man stepped out.
“Heh, Tower Master Wang, there’s no need for such anger. It might harm the harmony.”
The old man was dressed in blood-red robes, with white hair and crimson eyes, exuding a sinister aura.
A villain’s appearance, through and through.
Wang Yan’er immediately recognized the old man who appeared.
“Bloodhand Venerable. I didn’t expect you to still be alive. I thought you’d already gone underground to meet your Master.”
At Wang Yan’er’s words revealing the old man’s identity, everyone drew a cold breath.
Bloodhand Venerable—his name was infamous in the demonic path.
Those blood-stained hands had slain countless foes.
Three hundred years ago, he disappeared, rumored to have died of old age.
Bloodhand Venerable wasn’t angered by Wang Yan’er’s words, only smiled.
“I was about to meet my Master myself. Relying on elixirs to extend my life, but thanks to Young Friend Jing Kun, I broke through a minor realm, and my lifespan increased a bit.”
Wang Yan’er locked her gaze on Bloodhand Venerable.
“So, you intend to protect him?”
Bloodhand Venerable stroked his beard.
“Tower Master Wang speaks rightly. On account of this old man’s face, could you perhaps show some leniency?”
“Heh, what arrogance!”
A clear and pleasant voice rang out.
Everyone turned toward the sound.
The Sect Master of the Seven Star Sect, seated beside the Emperor, had risen to her feet.
Lu Qian’s beautiful eyes fixed on the blood-clad Venerable.
“Don’t forget, you’re of the demonic path. To appear here so brazenly—aren’t you disregarding my presence?”
Her last words thundered sharply.
Boom!
A wave of True Qi erupted from Lu Qian, and immense pressure swept across the hall once more.
At that moment, the previously calm Bloodhand Venerable’s face grew grave.
The Sect Master of the Seven Star Sect, Lu Qian—he knew of her strength.
Combined with the Tower Master of the Star Plucking Tower before him, two Tribulation Stage experts joining forces against him…
If they coordinated well, they might even be able to keep him here.
Though Bloodhand Venerable himself was at the Tribulation Stage, his life was running out.
Though breaking through a minor realm had helped, he couldn’t fight at full strength, or his lifespan would be further depleted.
The current Bloodhand Venerable was extremely wary of death.
If he couldn’t break through another minor realm within a hundred years, then after a hundred years, he would die sitting.
However, Jing Kun had somehow gained the confidence to help Bloodhand Venerable break through another minor realm.
He couldn’t let Jing Kun die.
At this moment, Jing Kun’s face was also anxious.
He had no idea what cultivation the veiled beauty before him possessed, but the strength of the Seven Star Sect’s Sect Master was a solid Tribulation Stage.
He had summoned Bloodhand Venerable out of desperation, but by rights, as long as the Great Yu Dynasty’s royal family wasn’t in danger, the Sect Master of the Seven Star Sect would usually not act.
So what was going on today?
Jing Kun looked at the Seven Star Sect’s Sect Master—her stance seemed to indicate she wanted to intervene!
A Tribulation Stage expert in her prime making a move was far stronger than the withered Bloodhand Venerable before him.
“Is the Sect Master of the Seven Star Sect going to take action too?”
The blood-robed Venerable’s eyes locked tightly onto Lu Qian.
Lu Qian stepped forward.
“Of course. All righteous people have a duty to eliminate evil. When you made your name, Bloodhand Venerable, you killed many from my Seven Star Sect. No matter sentiment or principle, I won’t let you go.”
Two Tribulation Stage experts at their peak joining forces—even if Bloodhand Venerable could slightly suppress Wang Yan’er and Lu Qian, he had no confidence in escaping unscathed, let alone bringing a burden with him.
Moreover…
Bloodhand Venerable glanced at the silent Emperor.
This was the real threat.
If the main body had learned of his appearance, he would likely arrive soon.
If only the Emperor came, Bloodhand Venerable would not be afraid.
But this was the Great Yu Dynasty—this was the Royal Capital!
The Emperor here had a buff effect.
The Dragon Vein Power was enough to give Bloodhand Venerable a hard time.
At this thought, Bloodhand Venerable cursed inwardly.
That damn brat!
How did he end up provoking the Tower Master of the Star Plucking Tower—and even summon him in front of the Sect Master of the Seven Star Sect!
If circumstances allowed, Bloodhand Venerable would have slapped Jing Kun to death on the spot.
As for what Qin Mu was doing?
Answer: Watching the show.
There was nothing else to do.
This was a clash of Tribulation Stage giants.
Could a little Qi Condensation cultivator like him stop it? No way!
Hiss—
Wait! Maybe, probably, actually, he could!
But the price was too great. It would be no different than signing a slave contract with Aunt Lu and Aunt Yan’er.
If his sisters found out, they’d explode!
Speaking of which, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen Miss Ruoshuang and Miss Mengyu.
At that moment, the Qin Family Sisters, secluded in the Seven Stars Sect, sneezed simultaneously.
The two opened their eyes, blinking in disbelief.
Already at the Nascent Soul Stage, and still sneezing?
No, no, what time is it to be daydreaming? Breaking through and getting out to see Mu’er is what’s important!
Facing Lu Qian and Wang Yan’er, Bloodhand Venerable gritted his teeth and produced a shard of jade.
“You both recognize this, I presume. I won’t say more. I offer this in exchange for some small leniency—would you accept?”
Seeing the fragment in Bloodhand Venerable’s hand, Lu Qian and Wang Yan’er were both shocked.
They hadn’t expected this old monster to be so willing—this was a piece of the Tongtian Jade!
Tongtian Jade, a legendary treasure.
It’s said that whoever gathers all the pieces gains the right to open the Tongtian Path and ascend to immortality.
Since ancient times, countless powerful cultivators have sought this treasure.
Lu Qian and Wang Yan’er each owned a piece as well.
However, so far, there were only about fifty known pieces of Tongtian Jade.
Legend has it that the ancient Fuxi Clan collected eighty-one pieces to open the Tongtian Path.
Since the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, there had been no record of anyone opening the Tongtian Path again.