Chapter 689
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The sword energy of the Tianxia Sword swirled around Ye Wushuang as he took a step forward and charged directly behind the two. However, at that very moment, the remaining dozen or so warriors all launched their attacks, blocking Ye Wushuang’s path. Gu Wentian and Fengling did not even turn back; they simply focused on retreating.
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 had no way of dealing with him. In less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the valley was littered with bodies lying in all directions. Ye Wushuang’s white robe was now drenched in blood.
“Are these suicide soldiers?” Ye Wushuang looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and couldn’t help but speak in disbelief. These people would rather die than take a single step back, all to buy Gu Wentian and Fengling time to retreat.
A weak voice sounded from behind.
“Du Ruyun and Du Rufeng come from the Tianyang Empire and are members of the imperial family. Gu Wentian and Fengling are from the Gufeng Empire. In the Gufeng Empire, the royal family is the Gu family, while the Feng family serves as the protectors of the Gu family, guarding them generation after generation. Gu Wentian and Fengling are also the pride of the royal Gu family and the Feng family. As for these people, although they came to participate in the Hundred Nations’ Martial Contest, their primary role was to protect them.”
Hearing Su Jinyue’s words, Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but murmur, “Tianyang Empire… Gufeng Empire…”
“Never heard of them?” Su Jinyue asked curiously.
“No…” Su Jinyue was even more astonished. She had witnessed Ye Wushuang’s actions in their entirety. This young man, who seemed to be around her age, possessed such formidable strength. She had assumed he was a genius from one of the Seven Great Sects and should have been familiar with the two empires.
“You are not a disciple of the Seven Great Sects?”
“Of course not.”
Ye Wushuang began to collect the tokens from the corpses on the ground, transferring the spirit points to his own token.
Su Jinyue continued, “The Tianyang Empire and the Gufeng Empire are among the top ten empires participating in this 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 then added, “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, but then she spoke up again, “Because of the spirit points. I hunted a group of low-grade third-tier spiritual beasts in the Youlong Mountains and obtained quite a few spirit points. I just happened to run into them…”
A Yuanfu Realm Seventh Level cultivator hunting a group of low-grade third-tier spiritual beasts? Impressive!
By this time, Ye Wushuang had collected all the spirit points from the dozen or so bodies. His own spirit points had reached sixty thousand. The spirit points on these dozen or so bodies were not much. Only Du Ruyun and Du Rufeng had more than ten thousand each…
A meager haul.
“Not worth it…” Ye Wushuang sighed. Gu Wentian and Fengling had fled, and they would surely inform the top geniuses of the Tianyang Empire and the Gufeng Empire. This intervention had effectively made enemies of two powerful empires. And yet, the reward was so minimal. It was simply not worth it.
Ye Wushuang’s gaze then shifted to Su Jinyue. Her face turned slightly pale.
“The over one hundred thousand spirit points you have are just too tempting…” Ye Wushuang sheathed the Tianxia Sword and said with a hint of helplessness, “But unfortunately…”
Ye Wushuang walked up to Su Jinyue and picked her up in his arms.
“What are you doing?” Su Jinyue’s face turned pale.
“Taking you away, of course!” Ye Wushuang said matter-of-factly, “Gu Wentian and Fengling have fled. You don’t think they won’t come back with more people 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. However, sometimes those roars would suddenly cease.
Deep within a secluded valley, dense grass covered the entrance to a cave. Inside the cave, a bonfire blazed, and Ye Wushuang had set up a grill, leisurely roasting delicious food. The aroma soon spread far and wide.
On the inner side of the cave, Su Jinyue sat cross-legged on the ground. Her face was no longer as pale, and as she breathed in and out, she expelled impure air. In just this afternoon, the woman had swallowed four or five rare second-grade spirit 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 was injured and delayed for more than ten days, she would almost certainly miss out on the top seven spots!
After a short while, Su Jinyue opened her eyes. No longer looking as weak, Su Jinyue, with her bright eyes and beautiful teeth, had a delicate face that exuded a slightly cold aura. A beauty of this caliber should be like this. The world is vast, and naturally, there are countless beauties.
Compared to the stunning looks of Mu Qiqi, Qing Shihua, and Qing Shiyu, Su Jinyue seemed even more superior. This kind of beauty was not reflected in her appearance but in her temperament!
“Would you like some?” Ye Wushuang handed her a piece of roasted meat and smiled.
Su Jinyue cautiously took it, always 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.
