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“Ren Pingsheng, are you coming out to fight with me? It's too dangerous to stay here.” Situ Kong shouted from a distance as he rushed over. “Don't worry, those Supreme Experts following me will take care of it; they won't cause us any trouble.”
“You go ahead. I still have some things to take care of, and I'll leave as soon as I'm done,” Ren Pingsheng glanced at Situ Kong. It seemed he also came from a significant power. He remembered that when they first met, Situ Kong mentioned he wasn't a local from the Snow State, so he must be from another state.
“Are you sure? With so many powerful people here, you might not be able to leave when the time comes.”
“Isn't it better if I die? Why do you have to save me? I remember when we first met, I caused you some trouble,” Ren Pingsheng asked with a smile.
“I think you're not bad. Without you as an opponent, there will definitely be less fun in the future. Even if I die, I want to die at your hands,” Situ Kong said without hesitation.
“Haha, don't worry; I won't die. Come find me when you're sure you can beat me,” he said before turning and charging in another direction.
“This guy…” Situ Kong sighed inwardly, feeling somewhat helpless.
“Young Master, let's go. There are some powerful individuals here; if they make a move, it will be much more troublesome to leave,” a voice came from above.
“Alright, let's go.” He turned and charged outside. Occasionally, some elite experts noticed him and attempted to make a move but felt their bodies tremble as an invisible pressure descended upon them, as if some powerful expert was watching them. As long as they dared to act, their lives would be in danger.
“Keep a close eye on Ren Pingsheng. As soon as those two old fellows make a move, snatch the Spatial Bracelet from him,” the Heavenly Evil Sect Young Master said softly.
The two elderly men behind him, both at the level of elite experts, nodded slightly. They thought the Young Master was after Ren Pingsheng's King's Artifact, but what they didn't know was that their Young Master was not only after the King's Artifact; he also knew that Ren Pingsheng possessed a Heritage.
“Ren Pingsheng, I have to admit your luck is quite good. Unfortunately, this time you cannot escape your fate. Even without this Sword King Tomb incident, once my plan is executed, you would still end up dead. Those who oppose me never have a good ending,” he said with a cold glare fixed on the distant Ren Pingsheng.
Ren Pingsheng moved quickly; most of these martial artists were at the high-level Martial Master rank and could not stop him at all. In just one moment since the battle began, over fifty martial artists had already died at his hands. At this point, even if he wanted to show mercy, he couldn't; everyone here wanted him dead.
“Slash!” He shouted lightly as the Azure Wind Sword swept out, and two martial artists screamed as they were cut in half. His sword released a cloud of mist that rose up; in an instant, within a hundred-foot radius was filled with rising Cloud Mist, obstructing many martial artists' vision and causing some to turn against each other.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ren Pingsheng flashed over to Chu Yanran's side and quietly looked at her. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke: “I want to know one reason why this is happening for no reason at all. Or was it all just a trap from the beginning?”
“I want to save my Empress Mother, and they want to kill you; that's all!” Chu Yanran looked at Ren Pingsheng and felt strangely calm at that moment. She had been worried before, but now that Ren Pingsheng knew about it, she found herself free of those concerns and anxieties.
"Oh, I see!" He immediately recalled a question that Chu Yanran had asked him before: what to do if his loved ones and the person he liked were both in danger at the same time. At that time, he had asked out of concern, not expecting it to be real.
"You choose your mother, and I have nothing to say. But why didn't you tell me anything about these matters? Do you see me as an outsider, or have you never believed in me?"
"Well, since you mentioned trust, let me ask you this: where did the Sword King Order on you come from?" Chu Yanran's previously calm expression turned somewhat despondent. However, she still wanted to clarify some things. "Before I came here, my Brother Three told me that the Sword King Order in his residence was lost, so I want to know!"
"Are you implying that the Sword King Order on me was stolen from Chu Mingxuan?"
"Because during that time, you were the only stranger in his residence."
"Haha... ridiculous, truly ridiculous. Why would you rather believe your brother than trust me? Or is it that in your heart, your family's status will always be above mine? If that's the case, why do you even bother asking me now?" Ren Pingsheng suddenly laughed, though his smile was somewhat bitter.
"I understand now; you just want an answer—an answer that will allow you to feel at ease. If my Sword King Order was indeed stolen, then you can feel no guilt about everything happening now." He wasn't foolish and quickly figured it out.
"Since you've never believed in me, what does knowing the answer matter? Whatever your brother says is what it is! This is where our relationship ends; I hope you take care of yourself!" Ren Pingsheng said flatly.
"Kill!" Then he turned around without looking back and headed back to fight.
"Is that so? Then don't blame me; I'm also powerless," Chu Yanran murmured. She knew that their relationship had already ended. Although it pained her somewhat, there was no turning back. She could only hope she hadn't made a mistake this time. All her efforts were worth it.
At this moment, the Cloud Mist that had risen had already dissipated significantly, and the martial artists pursuing Ren Pingsheng had discovered him, rushing forward one by one. Unfortunately, before they could even get close, they were cut in half.
In this moment, Ren Pingsheng only wanted to kill; he needed to vent some of his feelings through this. No matter what, this was a relationship he had treated sincerely; he never expected it to end like this.
The path of cultivation has always been rife with betrayal and conspiracy. Whenever there is an opportunity, everyone will not hesitate to stab you in the back. But when you turn around and find that the person who stabbed you is someone you've always treated sincerely and cared for, perhaps nothing could be more painful than this.
"Maybe this is punishment; I should focus solely on my cultivation and not develop these so-called feelings." Ren Pingsheng chuckled self-deprecatingly and looked up at the greedy martial artists in the distance with cold eyes. From this moment on, he would no longer have any compassion; whoever wanted to kill him would be met with death.
"Haha, kid! Surrounded by so many of us, don’t think about escaping! Hurry up and bring out the King's Artifact; if you do so, we might leave your corpse intact." Among the twenty or so martial artists surrounding Ren Pingsheng, one Perfected Realm Martial Artist sneered.
"Leave my corpse intact? Heh heh, how pathetic you all are. Completely blinded by greed; what a shame. Since you've blocked my path and refuse to leave, then go die!"
He said expressionlessly as blue and white colors intertwined on the Azure Wind Sword. With one swing of his sword came the Sword Technique 'Storm Rising.' The twenty or so martial artists were once again enveloped by the Cloud Mist.
Some experienced martial artists shouted, "Don't worry, this is just a distraction; there is no danger. We can just walk out."
Ren Pingsheng sneered and took a step away, realizing there was no need to stay any longer. He had already found the answers he sought, and he felt no attachment.
"Ah... ah... help..." In the area shrouded in mist, all the martial artists were attacked by boundless blades of wind, surging like waves. Each martial artist was cut deeply, exposing bone, with blood splattering everywhere, staining the mist crimson.
Many nearby martial artists retreated in horror, fearing that the mist would pull them in as well. When the mist finally dissipated, only about twenty disfigured corpses remained, with flesh scattered chaotically across the ground.
"Ugh..." Many martial artists who witnessed this scene, especially those with weaker mental fortitude, turned away and vomited. It seemed that even the greed that had driven them was diminished. At that moment, they realized that life was the most precious thing. Without life, what good were legacies or King's Artifacts?
For many martial artists, it was their first time considering retreat. Unfortunately, this place was filled with slaughter; even if they wanted to leave, it would be extremely difficult.
"Princess, I think Ren Pingsheng is indeed possessed by a demon, just as Lord Li said. Otherwise, how could he be so cruel? Should I take action to subdue him?" The elder named Qiao said with a frown. He had clearly witnessed what had just transpired between Ren Pingsheng and Chu Yanran and felt quite satisfied. Now, if they could just kill Ren Pingsheng, part of their mission would be successfully completed.
"A demon?" Chu Yanran recalled the bloody and terrifying scene outside Nanyun Forest. "As long as my mother is safe, how you go about it is your business; you don't need to consult me."
"Alright, since the princess says so, I have nothing to worry about. Please be careful!" He smiled and then swiftly pursued Ren Pingsheng.
At that moment, his thoughts were simple: to kill Ren Pingsheng. Whether it was the Third Prince's plan or the Heavenly Evil Sect Young Master's request, they both required Ren Pingsheng's death. As for the King's Artifact on Ren Pingsheng's person, he had considered it but realized there were too many experts around; he couldn't guarantee his own safety.
He could only settle for second best: first kill Ren Pingsheng to complete the mission. As for the King's Artifact, let others fight over it for now!
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