NOVEL WEB Ch. 69
Chapter 69: Zhu Yang: “You can’t escape this time!”
Heavenly Evil Sect, Inner Sect Transmission Hall.
Liu Qingyao sat among the disciples, her gaze drifting from the elder on the stage who was lecturing about cultivation problems—she couldn't focus at all.
However, she hadn't come here to listen to these so-called teachings. With Zhao Ting around, he often gave her private tutoring, which was far more effective than this.
But just now, she saw Lin Yi, the top inner sect disciple, returning to the sect.
Panic instantly surged within her heart.
Although her master had already instructed the sect management at the foot of the mountain not to reveal anything, she still felt that something bad was going to happen.
Just think about it—Gu Fan dared to kill those Righteous Path disciples even in the Great Qian Dynasty.
Would he really not dare to touch her after returning to the sect?
Liu Qingyao fell into a panic.
“The disciple at the door, why are you standing still?”
“Reporting to Elder, I came here looking for an acquaintance. I’ll approach her after your esteemed lecture is over.”
Liu Qingyao’s body stiffened.
That voice was far too familiar!
Turning her head, she saw at the entrance of the hall, a young man in black robes leaning casually against the door frame with a grin on his face.
At that moment, as if sensing her gaze, his eyes instantly locked onto hers.
Within that gaze, it was as if he were saying—Found you!
Liu Qingyao’s heart sank like a rock, a chill creeping up from the soles of her feet.
The lecturing elder glanced at the scene but didn’t bother saying anything further and simply continued with his explanation.
Finally, after half an hour, the elder stood up and said:
“Today’s lecture ends here. Disciples, you may disperse.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Qingyao immediately slipped toward the side exit.
She had been formulating countermeasures the whole time.
Beg for mercy?
Impossible. Demonic cultivators either stayed away from offending others, or they eradicated the threat completely!
So a direct confrontation was out of the question as well.
Gu Fan’s strength was definitely beyond her ability to handle—it was said that he even killed a Half-step Primordial Yang Realm cultivator!
Asking for help from her master Zhao Ting?
There was no time.
Right now, escaping was the only option!
If she could reach her master’s residence, there might still be a chance to survive!
Liu Qingyao glanced behind her and felt a surge of relief.
Great—he hadn’t followed. Looks like he didn’t expect her to leave so decisively.
Then next, she just had to—
“Senior Sister Liu, where are you rushing off to?”
Liu Qingyao’s face turned pale. Looking back, Gu Fan was right behind her!
Gu Fan sneered as he raised his hand and slapped her across the face.
Liu Qingyao spun several times in the air before crashing to the ground with a loud bang.
“Senior Sister Liu, did you do something shameful? Why run away the moment you saw me?”
Liu Qingyao gritted her teeth and calmed the spiritual energy surging within her body.
That palm strike just now hadn’t injured her too badly—it merely cost her some face.
But she knew that Gu Fan absolutely had the ability to kill her!
“Junior Brother Gu, although we had conflicts in the past, that’s all behind us. You stirring up trouble now—aren’t you afraid the sect will punish you?”
“Haha, Senior Sister Gu is still so obsessed with appearances and suffering in silence. Qin Shaokong was also an inner sect disciple. I killed him—so what?”
Gu Fan stepped forward and kicked her flying again.
“Besides, do you really not know why I’m looking for you?”
Liu Qingyao crawled up from the ground once more.
Her face was filled with humiliation and rage.
“How would I know?”
Seeing her putting on the act of an Oscar-winning actress, Gu Fan couldn’t be bothered to waste words.
“If you don’t know, so be it. Whether you know or not, I’m killing you today. I believe you did it, so you did it. What you think doesn’t matter.”
These words made Liu Qingyao tremble all over with fury.
Once, she had been the goddess of the inner sect—how many disciples were not courteous when meeting her?
But ever since she encountered Gu Fan, she felt like she was constantly being suppressed in every way.
Now she was even being toyed with by Gu Fan like this.
“Liu Qingyao, if you want someone to blame, blame yourself for offending me. I’m someone who holds grudges the most—if you don’t die, I won’t be at peace!”
With that, Gu Fan stopped wasting words and launched a punch.
But just then, a black-colored fist imprint blasted over and intercepted Gu Fan’s attack with a loud boom.
“Young brat, you’re bold! How dare you lay hands on this old man’s disciple!”
Gu Fan’s pupils contracted— the person who had arrived was Zhao Ting.
Immediately after, an even stronger aura rose from the distance.
Zhu Yang arrived at the scene and appeared directly beside Gu Fan.
“Zhao Ting, let’s not interfere in matters between the juniors.”
Zhao Ting’s face darkened, and he pointed at Gu Fan, roaring:
“Don’t interfere? This little bastard is about to kill my disciple, and I, as her master, can’t stand up for her?”
Zhu Yang remained stern-faced.
“This time, you’re not leaving!”
“Old Zhu! What do you mean by that!”
Zhao Ting’s gaze turned cold.
“Normally, even if there’s friction between us, it’s never gone this far! Someone wants to kill my disciple, and I’m not allowed to stop them?”
“Not allowed,” Zhu Yang, for once, showed no emotion and simply uttered the two words coldly.
“Old Zhu, aren’t you going a bit too far? You know my background—aren’t you afraid I’ll contact the Upper Realm and bring punishment upon you?”
When Zhu Yang heard the words ‘Upper Realm,’ a trace of mockery surfaced faintly at the corner of his mouth.
“Trying to pressure me with the Upper Realm? If I were you, I wouldn’t bring up the Zhao Family of the Upper Realm. After all, if you really had that capability, you wouldn’t have been stationed here for over ten years.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ting reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly enraged.
He was just about to make a move.
However, Zhu Yang remained motionless and continued speaking:
“You’d better think this through. If you and I duel, within ten moves, I’ll definitely kill you. By then, not only will you be on your knees begging me to spare you, but you’ll also lose all dignity.”
“You!!”
Zhao Ting’s chest heaved with anger.
He knew clearly how powerful Zhu Yang was.
If they truly fought, ten moves was already generous. If Zhu Yang truly went all out, he himself would lose in three, and within seven—either death or severe injury!
“Gu Fan, do what you intend to do. If some old fools really want to throw away their shame and bully the young with the old, then I’ll break my three-year vow of not killing!”
Gu Fan’s eyes lit up.
He had to admit, at times, Zhu Yang really resonated with his temperament.
Even more domineering than Lin Yi!
When Liu Qingyao heard that even her master couldn’t protect her, her face instantly turned ashen.
Then, she directly knelt in front of Gu Fan, begging for mercy.
“Junior Brother Gu, please spare my life! I’m willing to do anything for you!”
“You know, I only wanted to help you—I didn’t know about the grudge between you two…”
“If you spare me this time, I’ve long cultivated the sect’s cauldron path—I can be your cauldron!”
“As long as you let me live, I’ll do anything…”
Gu Fan’s face was ice-cold…
Alright, he had actually been a little tempted just now.
After all, the cauldron path could rapidly increase cultivation and also provide some enjoyment.
But that thought was instantly extinguished.
As the saying goes, villains die from talking too much.
Bah, I’m no villain!
In short, Gu Fan specialized in swift and decisive kills.
Keeping this kind of woman around wouldn’t even let him sleep soundly.
What if she poisoned him in a valley someday?
“Senior Sister Liu, if you hadn’t informed those Righteous Sects, I’d have almost forgotten about you. But you just had to seek death, so…”
“Farewell, Senior Sister. Go reunite with your Senior Brother Qin!”
With that, Gu Fan’s body turned into a blur.
A fist imprint hurtled straight toward Liu Qingyao’s head!