Chapter 689
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The sword energy of the Tianya Sword swirled around as Ye Wushuang stepped forward and charged directly behind the two. However, at this very moment, the remaining dozen or so warriors lunged out, blocking Ye Wushuang’s path. Gu Wentai and Fengling did not even glance back; they simply focused on fleeing.
Holding his sword like a god of war, Ye Wushuang was unstoppable. The dozen or so warriors at the fifth, sixth, and seventh levels of the Yuanfu Realm were utterly powerless against him. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the valley was littered with bodies lying in every direction. Ye Wushuang’s white robe was now drenched in blood.
“Are these men of death?” Ye Wushuang muttered to himself, looking at the corpses scattered across the ground. These men had fought to the death, not retreating a single step, all to buy time for Gu Wentai and Fengling to escape.
A weak voice sounded from behind. “Du Ruyun and Du Rufeng are from the Tianyang Empire and are members of the imperial royal family. Gu Wentai and Fengling are from the Gufeng Empire. The royal family of the Gufeng Empire is the Gu family, and the Feng family is the guardian of the Gu family, protecting them generation after generation.”
“As for these men, although they also came to participate in the Hundred Nations’ Martial Contest, their primary role was to protect them,” the voice continued.
Hearing Su Jinyue’s explanation, Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but murmur, “Tianyang Empire… Gufeng Empire…”
“Haven’t you heard of them?” Su Jinyue asked, her curiosity piqued. “No…” Ye Wushuang replied, to which Su Jinyue’s astonishment only grew.
Ye Wushuang had witnessed every move Su Jinyue made. She had assumed that this young man, who appeared to be around her age and possessed such formidable strength, must be a genius from one of the Seven Great Sects and should have known about the two empires.
“Are you not a disciple of the Seven Great Sects?” she asked.
“Of course not,” Ye Wushuang replied.
Ye Wushuang began to collect the tokens from the corpses on the ground, transferring the spiritual values to his own token. Su Jinyue spoke up again, “The Tianyang Empire and the Gufeng Empire are among the top ten empires in this year’s Hundred Nations’ Martial Contest. Some of their geniuses are even comparable to the prodigies of the Seven Great Sects.”
Ye Wushuang remained silent.
Su Jinyue continued, “Du Rufeng and Du Ruyun are not among the top-tier geniuses of the Tianyang Empire.”
Curious, Ye Wushuang asked, “Why were they hunting you?”
Su Jinyue fell silent for a moment, then spoke up again, “Because of the spiritual values. I hunted a group of low-level third-tier spiritual beasts in the Youlong Mountains and obtained quite a few spiritual values. I just happened to run into them…”
A seventh-level Yuanfu Realm warrior hunting a group of low-level third-tier spiritual beasts? Impressive!
By this time, Ye Wushuang had collected all the spiritual values from the dozen or so bodies. His own spiritual value count had reached sixty thousand. The spiritual values from these men were not much. Only Du Ruyun and Du Rufeng had over ten thousand each…
A meager haul indeed.
“Not worth it…” Ye Wushuang sighed. Gu Wentai and Fengling had escaped, and they would surely inform the top geniuses of the Tianyang and Gufeng Empires. This intervention had made him an enemy of two powerful empires. Yet the reward in spiritual values was so minimal; it was hardly worth the trouble.
Ye Wushuang’s gaze then shifted to Su Jinyue. Her face paled slightly.
“The over one hundred thousand spiritual values you have are quite tempting…” Ye Wushuang sheathed the Tianya Sword and said with a hint of helplessness, “But unfortunately…”
Ye Wushuang walked up to Su Jinyue and lifted her into his arms.
“What are you doing?” Su Jinyue’s face turned pale.
“I’m taking you away, of course!” Ye Wushuang replied matter-of-factly. “Gu Wentai and Fengling have fled. You don’t think they won’t come back with reinforcements to hunt you down, do you?”
With a few leaps, the two left the area.
As the sun set in the west and dusk approached, the mountain range came alive with the roars of nocturnal spiritual beasts. Yet sometimes, those roars would abruptly cease.
Deep within a secluded valley, dense undergrowth concealed the entrance to a cave. Inside, a bonfire crackled as Ye Wushuang set up a grill and leisurely roasted some delicious meat. The aroma soon filled the air.
Inside the cave, Su Jinyue sat cross-legged on the ground. Her face was no longer so pale, and with each breath she took, impurities were expelled from her body. In the span of the afternoon, this woman had swallowed four or five rare second-grade spiritual pills, and her injuries were visibly healing at an astonishing rate.
Everyone knew that the Hundred Nations’ Martial Contest only lasted three months. If she were delayed by more than ten days due to her injuries, she would almost certainly miss out on a place among the top seven.
After a short while, Su Jinyue opened her eyes. No longer looking so frail, she was a beauty with bright eyes and white teeth, her delicate face exuding a touch of aloofness. A truly stunning beauty should be like this. The world is vast, and beautiful women are naturally abundant. Compared to the stunning looks of Mu Qiqi, Qing Shihua, and Qing Shiyu, Su Jinyue seemed even more superior. This beauty was not just in appearance but in temperament!
“Have some?” Ye Wushuang offered a piece of roasted meat with a smile.
Su Jinyue cautiously took it, maintaining a certain distance from Ye Wushuang.
“Do you know why I suddenly saved you again?” Ye Wushuang suddenly said, “It wasn’t because they wanted to kill me to silence me that I intervened, but because… I have some questions I want to ask you!”
Upon hearing this, Su Jinyue was taken aback.
