I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 180 - 170 Rainy Night Murderous Intent Qinglian
Chapter 180: Chapter 170: Rainy Night Murderous Intent, Qinglian Sword Sect!
Chapter 180 -170: Rainy Night Murderous Intent, Qinglian Sword Sect!
The sight of wild chicken had Chen Yuan so interested that he blew on a piece and bit off a large chunk. Although it couldn’t compare to the seasoned poultry, the wild chicken had a flavor all its own.
“Shasha…”
A soft sliding noise came from inside the temple. Chen Yuan’s ears twitched, and he swiftly drew the long sword from beside him, pinning it to the overhead beam in an instant.
Drops of fresh blood fell. Chen Yuan looked up to see a three-foot-long green snake, somewhat feebly hanging down with its head cleanly severed.
“Hey, looks like I’ve got an extra dish!”
Chen Yuan chuckled, leaped up, sheathed his long sword, grabbed the snake, skinned it, skewered it with a thin stick, and placed it over the fire.
Dragon Phoenix Banquet.
Chen Yuan couldn’t help but associate it.
While roasting the snake, Chen Yuan stuffed himself with chicken. Outside, the rain was pouring down heavily, accumulating on the ground, and the temple had started to leak.
It was getting dark. Chen Yuan ate his chicken and gazed out at the raindrops hitting the ground, his eyes lost in a faraway look…
Whether in his past life or this one, he had always loved watching the rain.
Especially, sitting by the door listening to the rain, it felt very comforting.
The whole world seemed to have suddenly quieted down.
The noise of the outside world seemed to be cleansed away, as if he were the only one between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, amidst the rainfall, Chen Yuan noticed several figures in white clothes, one hand holding an umbrella, and the other holding a sword, slowly walking toward the dilapidated temple where he was.
Frowning, Chen Yuan’s ears twitched. Apart from the two people in front of him, several others were approaching from three other directions. He grasped the Yan Ling Saber, sensing something ominous.
These people seemed to be targeting him!
Could they be mercenaries hired by Bei Haisheng to ambush him?
How had they found his hiding place?
This time when Chen Yuan left, he had informed Yue Shan and Tao Qingyuan and others about his departure, but had not disclosed his destination.
Moreover, he had taken backroads all along his journey, and apart from meeting Old Pan and a few others before Black Wind Valley, he had hardly encountered any strangers.
Chen Yuan dismissed these thoughts from his mind.
Thinking too much now was useless. If these people were indeed here for him, then so be it—fight!
As long as no Reach Profound experts appeared, Chen Yuan was confident that, even if he couldn’t defeat them, he could escape.
This was Cheng Yuan’s confidence!
“Shasha!”
Seeing that Chen Yuan had no intention of fleeing, the people from other directions converged with the two figures in front from the front.
All six, clad in white and differentiated only by the sashes at their waists, approached; two women and four men, led by a rather handsome man.
With just a few glances, Chen Yuan deduced they must belong to either the same power or the same sect, as their swords were identical in appearance.
“Scoundrel, surrender now!”
A white-dressed woman with bright eyes and white teeth glared at the man in black.
Although he had changed his appearance to that of someone else, she was not fooled.
They had been chasing him for half a day, and they had previously joined forces with other masters to wound him; yet he dared to not flee upon seeing them—what audacity…
Seeking death!
“Scoundrel?” Chen Yuan frowned, displeased and offended that they dared malign him. Was he that kind of person?
“You’ve got the wrong person. Leave now or die!”
These few didn’t even possess any Qi Fortune; they truly disappointed the expectations he had previously held.
“Hmph, to speak so arrogantly here…”
The white-dressed woman sneered, drawing her long sword which gleamed coldly, ready to strike at Chen Yuan, but before she could, the man leading them held her back.
“Junior Sister, hold off on acting rashly, this person… is somewhat peculiar.”
“Senior Brother, you…” The white-dressed woman hesitated.
“This man’s long saber is a standard Yan Ling Saber of the Heavenly Patrol Bureau. If we kill him without verification and he turns out to be one of their agents, it could bring trouble to our sect.”
The white-dressed woman took a deep breath, nodded, and stepped back, though her eyes still fixed intently on Chen Yuan as if fearing he might escape.
After exchanging looks with the others, they firmly locked their gazes on Chen Yuan.
The handsome man stepped forward and introduced himself:
“I am Yang Xiu, from Qing Lian Sword Sect of Yun Yang Prefecture.”
“Hmm, and then?”
Chen Yuan, with a calm gaze, surveyed each person. He hadn’t sensed any immediate danger from them, though maybe they were just good at concealing it.
He had heard of Qing Lian Sword Sect, a notable force near Nanling Prefecture in Yun Yang State, comparable to the Five Great Forces of Nanling Prefecture.
While he was still within Nanling Prefecture, he was close to Yun Yang Prefecture, so encountering members of Qing Lian Sword Sect wasn’t surprising.
Yang Xiu frowned, displeased by Chen Yuan’s cold attitude. It was customary to show politeness when someone disclosed their sect affiliation in Jianghu, but this man seemed utterly indifferent.
But considering this was Nanling Prefecture, he suppressed his irritation and continued:
“Are you a member of the Heavenly Patrol Bureau?”
Looking at the Yan Ling Saber in his hand, Chen Yuan:
“What if I am, and what if I’m not?”
“We are pursuing a notorious lecher, Miao Renfeng, who disrupts the peace of common families. Known as the ‘Master of Disguise,’ we have been on his tail all day, and he headed in your direction.
If you are indeed a member of the Heavenly Patrol Bureau, we simply need to verify your identity, and if you’re not Miao Renfeng, you may leave. However, if you have no credentials, we’ll need to inspect more thoroughly,
Please cooperate!”
Yang Xiu said calmly.
Chen Yuan sneered:
“Who do you think you are, asking for proof of identity while expecting me to cooperate? How audacious! Now, Chen gives you two choices, first, apologize and leave,
and compensate Chen for the loss of reputation, five hundred Silver.”
“Second, you’ll never leave!”
Chen Yuan gripped the handle of his saber.
How dare this group of nobodies strut around so arrogantly? Do they not know how many eyes do Princes Chen have?
“You…”
The tone of the man named Yang Xiu stuttered, as anger rose in his heart, already dissatisfied with the way this man in black had dismissed the Qinglian Sword Sect. Now, he was spouting such wild words.
Intent to kill became manifest in his eyes!
Before the handsome man could speak, the woman in white who had previously muttered by his side stepped forward, pointing her sword at Chen Yuan, and shouted lowly:
“Brother Yang, why waste words with him, just kill him. He dared to insult our Sword Sect, he deserves to die!”
“Sister, don’t be rash,”
Yang Xiu maintained his composure, aware of the consequences of killing someone from the Heavenly Patrol Bureau.
“Don’t panic, brother. Even if this man is from the Heavenly Patrol Bureau, so what? There is no one around, only us here. Even if we kill him, no one will know it was us.”
“Moreover, these imperial dogs harm the common people and are notorious. Killing him would be doing a good deed!”
Another man in white stood behind Yang Xiu.
All of them were disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect, used to high regard and respect daily. Now, they were being threatened by a man from the Heavenly Patrol Bureau, which they took quite badly.
They hadn’t killed an imperial officer before and weren’t particularly nervous.
Especially since the current environment left them without concerns.
If it were in a crowded place, they naturally wouldn’t dare to kill someone directly, but here in this deserted place, what could happen if they killed this man?
Moreover, without revealing his identity, who would know he was an imperial officer?
Hearing these arrogant words, Chen Yuan sneered in his heart.
These people, they really treated him as if he were easy meat on the chopping board.
Absolutely ignorant of death!
Yang Xiu’s gaze hardened, he hesitated for a moment, but soon it turned cold, murderous intent wrapping around his body as he eyed Chen Yuan, saying:
“Since you’re being unreasonable, don’t blame us for ferociously finishing you off. I gave you a chance before, what a pity.”
“Enough with the nonsense, all of you attack together!”
Chen Yuan stretched his arm straight, holding the Yan Ling Saber across his chest, his eyes filled with an indifferent expression, not like he was looking at a group of people, but at a bunch of ants.
“Arrogant!” The woman who earlier spoke arrogantly was instantly enraged, leaping forward and thrusting her sword straight at Chen Yuan as raindrops fell on the saber blade, like a swordsman in the rain.
“Watch me take you down!”
Raindrops scattered off the blade, and in a blink, the woman in white was near. Chen Yuan could even feel a chill of coolness, his face calm as if frightened stiff.
The woman in white showed a trace of contempt in her eyes, thinking this man was arrogantly seeking his death, still not making a move even now, not knowing if he was frozen in place or just overly confident in his strength.
She leaned toward the former.
Then, Chen Yuan moved, and the woman in white only saw a flash of light, then felt her whole body as if floating lightly in the air.
“What’s happening to me?”
This was the last thought in the woman in white’s mind.
“Thud.”
Her head hit the ground!
Yang Xiu and the others stood in place in disbelief, watching the scene unfold. It happened too fast, too swiftly for them to react. They thought they had the upper hand, but in a blink, the situation had reversed.
The man in black had used only one move, and their sister of Bone Refining Cultivation had died!
“Sister! Sister!”
“Sister, no…”
The others, coming to their senses, roared out in shock and anger.
Chen Yuan was calm, planting his saber’s sheath into the ground, holding the handle in a reverse grip, droplets of Blood Pearls sliding down the blade, reflecting off the blade like a mirror full of cold light.
“Heh…”
He chuckled lightly.
“I’m going to kill you, you demon!”
“Strike, kill him!”
The remaining few immediately drew their long swords, pointing at Chen Yuan.
“Don’t be rash, this man is a Gang Condensing Martial Artist!”
Yang Xiu’s expression was solemn.
The brilliant slash of saber light had not only shown martial skill but also incredible speed, strength, and technique, to manage such a clean and efficient strike.
He must undoubtedly be a Gang Condensing Martial Artist!
Ordinary Bone Refining Martial Artists could not possibly be this strong.
‘Gang Condensing Martial Artist!’
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The book friend King of the Southern Hill presents the ever-variable supporting character Miao Renfeng!
By the way, this name sounds so familiar…
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Wasn’t it used in the last book too…
