Supreme Sword Exalt

Back in Fengwu Court, Ah Sha had already finished recounting her experiences with Gu Han, and was happily gnawing on a piece of beast meat.

Across from her, Zuo Yang and Yu Miao remained silent.

A long while later, Zuo Yang finally sighed. “Broken then rebuilt! I never expect his experiences to be so intense and full of twists and turns! If it were anyone else, they would have died ten times over! Yet, he repeatedly turned danger into opportunity, and managed to reach his current level! It’s truly not easy!”

Yu Miao was overcome with emotions. “Moreover, he stays loyal and righteous, always upholding his principles! Do you know how rare that is?! Senior Brother, we really seem to have picked up a treasure!”

Zuo Yang laughed. “Right! It’s my luck this time! Such a treasure is hard to come by.”

Yu Miao glanced at him. “So you’re not heartbroken about that piece of meat anymore?”

Zuo Yang waved his hand. “Heartbroken about what?! I’d gladly part with ten or even a hundred more just to gain such a junior brother!”

Upon saying this, he slowly stood up, cleaned the large black pot, and strapped it onto his back again.

Yu Miao was startled. “Senior Brother, what are you going to do?!”

Zuo Yang waved. “Take a walk to the Wild Forest. Maybe I’ll get lucky and pick up something!”

Catching on to his meaning, Yu Miao became somewhat worried. “Senior Brother, even if you’re lucky enough to find such spirit herbs that nourish soul power, they’ll definitely grow deep within. You—”

“It’s fine. Killing people isn’t my forte, but killing demonic beasts? Hehe, I’ve never lost to anyone!” Zuo Yang patted the sharp knife at his waist. “Besides, it was ultimately our fault for keeping him in the dark first. Since he’s our junior brother, his problems are our problems! What kind of seniors just stand by while their junior brother runs himself ragged? That’s just outrageous!”

Yu Miao also slowly stood up and smiled. “Alright then, there’s still quite a bit of Fire Silkworm Silk left from making Senior Sister’s phoenix-embellished battle skirt. I’ll mix it with some other materials and make a proper set of clothes for Junior Brother. No matter how small Fengwu Court is, Junior Brother is still our chief disciple! He represents us. We can’t let others look down on him!”

Then, she glanced at Ah Sha, who was buried in her meal. “Ah Sha, from now on, treat this place as your own home!”

Ah Sha lifted her head, her little face greasy and filled with confusion. “Home? I-I’ll listen to Young Master!”

Her thinking was simple: wherever Gu Han was, that was home.

Zuo Yang laughed. “Enough! Before leaving, I might as well go see Junior Brother, lest that old fellow scammed him!”

With that, he took a step and arrived at the foot of the mountain. Another step, and he had already vanished.

***

Yue Mountain City, outside Ruyi Tower.

When he saw Gu Han approaching, Yang Fu was scared beyond his wits. Following Yang Fei for years, he had been throwing his weight around, developing an overbearing and arrogant temperament. Yang Fu would kill those of low cultivation with a single slap. Meanwhile, those with high cultivation could only swallow their anger for fear of the Yang family.

Yang Fu was used to everything going smoothly. He never expected to encounter someone like Gu Han today, who didn’t play by the usual rules.

For a moment, he was flustered and disoriented. “What?! I am from the Yang family! If you dare hurt me, I’ll definitely make sure you die without a burial place! Not just you, but everyone related to you will die!”

Yang Fei was spitting venom. “That’s right! If I say no one can save you, then no one will!”

Gu Han abruptly stopped. Yang Fu’s heart leaped with joy, thinking his threat had worked. He hurriedly stood behind Yang Fei. Losing both arms was almost equivalent to being crippled. From now on, his status in the Yang family would plummet, never to regain its former glory.

Thinking of this, he felt intense hatred. “Kneel! Bow down and apologize to Young Master, and your death might be less painful!”

Full of worry, Yang Lan quickly ran in front of Gu Han. “Brother Gu, you should leave quickly!”

Gu Han looked at her. “Leave? Why should I leave? Besides, if I leave, what about you?”

Yang Lan was so anxious she was about to cry. “I-I’ll be fine. At most, they’ll take me back and make me suffer a bit. With my brother here, they wouldn’t dare to really do anything to me. When my brother returns from his mission, he can save me!”

“If I leave, then I would have no face left to see Brother Jiang again.” Gu Han shook his head. Then, his gaze instantly fell upon Yang Fu. “I’ve changed my mind.”

Yang Fu’s panic gradually subsided. “What? Are you going to kneel and beg for mercy? Hehe, if only you had known sooner—” ℯℯ𝑙.

Halfway through his sentence, he tensed up. Killing intent several times more intense than before locked onto him. Forget his cultivation, he could barely even breathe. Not even Yang Fei was spared from the backlash. His face had turned deathly pale, unable to say half a word.

Meng You sensed something was wrong. “Stop! If you dare to act, you will definitely be—”

Swish!

Another flash of bright light appeared, faster and with even heavier killing intent.

Yang Fu’s expression instantly froze. A thin red line rapidly spread across his neck, and his head rolled straight down, hot blood splattering all over Yang Fei.

Silence reigned as everyone was stunned. They never imagined that Gu Han actually dared to kill someone, especially from the Yang family. Above all, none of them had clearly seen Gu Han make his move.

Gu Han stared at Yang Lan, who was stunned. “Brother Jiang told you about me, right? I’m a bit stubborn, and never liked being threatened or compromising.”

Yang Lan nodded subconsciously. Jiang Feng had indeed said that. Still, hearing about it was one thing, witnessing it on the spot was another.

“You...” Yang Fei touched his bloodstained face. He trembled even more violently—half from fear and half from anger. “How dare you kill my people?!”

He suddenly raised his head, his bloody face contorting almost into a knot, making him appear even more hideous and terrifying. Practically grinding his teeth, he said, “How. Dare. You. Kill. My. People.”

Gu Han stayed calm as he slowly walked toward him. “First, I’ve already killed him. Saying this now is meaningless. Second, so if you want me dead, my only options are to kneel and beg for mercy? Have you ever actually considered that I might have a second choice?”

Swish!

His speed suddenly increased, instantly arriving in front of Yang Fei.

“If you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to be killed by me!” Gu Han grabbed Yang Fei by the collar and lifted him up. “Did all those years as a young master rot your brain?! You can’t even figure out something so simple?!”

Not far away, Meng You and Meng Qian’s expressions changed drastically.

“The audacity!”

“Stop!”

They never imagined Gu Han would be so insane as to directly attack Yang Fei. By now, wanting to rescue him was already too late.

A chill ran through their hearts. If Yang Fu died, the Yang family would only lose some reputation at most. No one cared about the life or death of a servant, after all. However, Yang Fei was different. He was the Yang family head’s son.

Even Meng Qian faltered, panic creeping into her voice. “Let him go! Let him go, and I’ll spare your life!”

Gu Han’s grip tightened slightly. “Your tone disgusts me. Keep talking. The more you talk, the faster he dies.”

Meng Qian didn’t dare to make a sound. She could see that her proud identity, status, background were nothing in front of Gu Han.

She stared anxiously at Meng You. “Brother, hurry up! Think of something!”

She knew without doubt that if Yang Fei died, her marriage arrangement with Yang Lin would vanish like a bubble.

Meanwhile, Yang Fei struggled desperately, flushing red from suffocation. “How dare you attack me! My brother is the Yang family’s young lord! He is also the chief disciple of Qixia Court! He won’t let you off!”

Gu Han was unfazed. “Is that supposed to be impressive? For your information, I’m also a chief disciple, but did you see me flaunting it?”

Everyone was stunned. As far as they knew, only Yuqing Sect and Qixia Court had the title of chief disciple, but Gu Han clearly didn’t belong to either. Where exactly did he come from?

Taking a deep breath, Meng You placed his hands behind his back. “Speak. What exactly do you want?”

In secret, he took out a communication jade talisman and sent several messages.

Gu Han looked at him strangely. “Didn’t I say it? He wants to kill me, so I’ll kill him.”

His grip tightened again. Yang Fei’s little face had already turned deep purple, unable to utter another word.

Meng You’s expression changed drastically. “Stop! Whatever you want, you can tell me! As long as you don’t harm him, everything can be negotiated.”

Meng Qian’s face turned red with anger. “How can you be so cruel?! H-he’s just a child!”

Gu Han fell silent again, and everyone exchanged glances. When it came down to it, Yang Fei was only seven or eight years old. However, his previous actions and words made people subconsciously forget his age.

Upon seeing Gu Han stop in his tracks, Meng You urgently said, “You’ve killed Yang Fu, so you should have vented your anger, right?! Why bother with a child anymore? He’s so young, what does he understand? He’s just being mischievous! You’re so heartless for strangling a child!”

A child? Everyone secretly curled their lips. Well, he is a wicked and vicious child, alright! His every word and action has absolutely nothing to do with mischievousness!

Under everyone’s watchful gazes, Gu Han slowly raised his hand. A crisp sound rang out. He had delivered a heavy slap.

Half of Yang Fei’s face swelled up high immediately, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth.

Gu Han stared at Meng You with a blank expression. “I don’t know why, but I particularly detest that phrase.”