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Chapter 166: A Fortuitous Encounter on the Journey
In the void, a white figure flew forward, hands clasped behind his back, black hair dancing wildly in the wind. Fierce whirlwinds swirled around him, and a purple bird perched on his shoulder, its big eyes curiously scanning the ground below. This person was none other than Sun Zhe, who was on his way to Linwu Prefecture to participate in the Selection Trial.
After leaving Hero's Tower, Sun Zhe decided to travel alone, while Zhao Ang, Shen Yan, and others entrusted their journey to Pang Yiting, who was also preparing to head to Linwu Prefecture for the Selection Trial. Takeda happened to have no pressing matters and joined them on their way to Linwu Prefecture. With Pang Yiting and Takeda looking out for him, Sun Zhe felt confident that they would not encounter any problems along the way.
The reason he chose to travel alone was mainly to avoid causing trouble for others. Han Xinrao held a deep grudge against him and had now become a Courtesan of Hua Qing Sect, wielding significant power. Although the operation at Hero's Tower had failed, Sun Zhe believed she would not give up easily and might use her sect's influence next time.
Moreover, people from Yuling Sect would surely not let him off easily upon learning of his whereabouts. Yukong might also intercept him along the way; he could tell that Yukong was not someone who would easily give up. He had a feeling that although Yukong ranked forty-ninth on the Star Ranking List, his true strength far exceeded that ranking, possibly even surpassing Bing Yan, who ranked thirty-eighth.
Even Yan Ji might take action along the way. Yan Ji's peculiar personality made it difficult for Sun Zhe to predict what he might do.
For all these reasons, Sun Zhe decided to head to Linwu Prefecture alone. If he encountered any trouble, he could always use his Divine Ability of transforming into lightning to escape. After all, there were very few powerful beings like Golden Thunder Elder who could teleport instantly; if he did run into one, he could only blame himself for being unlucky.
To be safe, he changed his route and did not enter Linwu Prefecture directly from Great Yuan Province but instead diverted through Lingyun Prefecture before entering Linwu Prefecture.
The howling winds roared in his ears as Sun Zhe's gaze remained calm as water. Although Jingjing chattered incessantly beside him, Sun Zhe did not respond a single word. He focused on practicing the Flying Technique taught by the old man and swiftly flew forward. In just a few days, he had already entered Lingyun Prefecture.
In truth, his mind kept drifting back to that delicate figure with long light purple hair under the setting sun. He recalled every scene from the past and replayed each conversation he had with Qiu Ruo.
All of this was for a woman named Qiu Ruo. With a soft sigh, Sun Zhe understood that after all these years, he still couldn't let go.
Suddenly, Sun Zhe found himself thinking again about the woman named Tang Yuexi whom he met at Hero's Tower. They shared identical features and similar long purple hair; even their demeanor and speech were strikingly alike. Aside from their different identities, they were almost like two halves of the same person.
"Qiu Ruo... Tang Yuexi..."
Slowly murmuring these two completely different names, a glimmer of intrigue flashed in Sun Zhe's eyes. Could there be some connection between them? Or perhaps something related to reincarnation?
Thinking of this, Sun Zhe couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly; he understood that he had been too delusional.
"Qiu Ruo is Qiu Ruo, Tang Yuexi is Tang Yuexi; they are two completely unrelated people."
Looking at the ground beneath him, Sun Zhe slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowed down his flying speed. Just at that moment, Jingjing suddenly shouted out loud. Sun Zhe was taken aback and followed Jingjing's gaze, only to find a familiar figure appearing before his eyes.
It was none other than the Gao Shou who had once taken him to Wanbingyuan.
On the official road, Gao Shou was desperately running forward, wielding a broken long sword in his hand, his face pale. His body was covered in wounds, and the luxurious yellow brocade robe he wore was stained with countless splashes of crimson blood. He was running forward in a disheveled state, while four Cultivators were closely pursuing him from behind.
"Haha... Aren't you trying to escape? Hurry up and run..."
The leading middle-aged man had a cruel smile in his eyes. With a downward sweep of his right hand holding the long sword, a sharp Sword Aura swept across Gao Shou's back. Fresh blood spurted out as a seven or eight-inch-long sword wound appeared on Gao Shou's back, blood flowing freely. His face immediately contorted in unbearable pain as he glanced back at the four relentless pursuers, his eyes filled with intense hatred.
"Haha..." Watching Gao Shou's desperate flight, the four men burst into laughter simultaneously, their delight intensifying.
"Still calling yourself a master? Pfft, you're not even as good as a novice. What kind of person do you think I, Wang Laohu, am? You dare to swindle my silver? If I hadn't been worried and asked Wan Elder for confirmation, you would have really tricked me. A piece of trash managed to swindle me out of twenty thousand taels of silver; do you think I've been idling away my years in Xia County?"
A hint of Killing Intent flashed across the leading middle-aged man's face as he coldly shouted at the fleeing Gao Shou ahead. He initially thought it was a treasure when he spent twenty thousand taels of silver to exchange it with Gao Shou. At first, he believed he had made a profit, but unexpectedly found that the so-called treasure was nothing but garbage. How could he not be furious?
"If you hadn't been greedy for a bargain, would you have exchanged with me? Besides, I've already returned your silver; what more do you want from me..."
While desperately running forward and enduring the injuries all over his body, beads of sweat as large as soybeans slowly dripped from Gao Shou's forehead. His face had turned completely pale as he looked back at the four pursuers, his eyes filled with resentment.
"Hmph, just returning my silver isn't enough! You made me lose so much face; being skinned alive would be considered light punishment. No matter what, you're dead today!"
At this moment, he was unwilling to kill Gao Shou immediately; he wanted to play with him slowly, like a cat playing with a mouse. Watching the mouse struggle was what he enjoyed the most.
The wounds were increasing, blood slowly flowed down his back, and the injuries sustained while running could not stop the bleeding. His entire outfit was soaked in blood, his face grew paler, and a hint of dizziness appeared in his eyes, a symptom of excessive blood loss. He staggered and finally collapsed to the ground.
"I..."
He pushed himself up with all his strength, desperately trying to stand and escape, but his arms went weak, and he fell again. At that moment, the four people who had been following closely arrived in front of him. Feeling their presence, a glimmer of despair appeared in Gao Shou's eyes.
"Hmph, really useless. What a disappointment... Remember in your next life not to provoke those you shouldn't."
Standing coldly in front of Gao Shou and looking at him crawling on the ground, all four of them displayed obvious disdain in their eyes. The leading middle-aged man slowly stepped forward, raising his longsword high and bringing it down directly toward Gao Shou's neck.
However, the expected scene of blood splattering did not occur; Gao Shou's head remained intact on the ground. A hand wrapped in Purple Radiance suddenly appeared above Gao Shou's body, forcefully blocking the descending longsword. The green longsword halted mid-air without dropping an inch.
Blocking a descending longsword with a hand was something that seemed impossible to everyone present. After all, one was a longsword forged from Fine Iron, while the other was merely a flesh-and-blood hand. Yet this impossible event unfolded right before their eyes.
"Brother Sun!"
Gao Shou had thought he was already dead and had lost the courage to resist. But when he waited and did not feel the sword's descent, he looked up and found that Sun Zhe, someone he had previously interacted with, had suddenly appeared in front of him to block this fatal longsword.
Gao Shou did not know much about who Sun Zhe was; they had only conducted one transaction together. However, Gao Shou had witnessed Sun Zhe's formidable strength firsthand. Even Wang Kun, who had reached the Realm of Thunder Sovereign, was no match for Sun Zhe. Thus, Sun Zhe's power was evident.
A look of disbelief immediately surged in his eyes, and the despair on his face was replaced by overwhelming joy. He understood that he had escaped disaster this time.
"Brother, who exactly are you?"
The middle-aged man looked coldly at the suddenly appearing young man, a trace of seriousness flashing across his face. The three people behind him also sensed that something was off; they immediately pointed their long swords and surrounded Sun Zhe.
With a faint glance at the middle-aged man, that simple look was like lightning piercing through space, directly shooting into the depths of the middle-aged man's heart. Waves of shock surged within him, and an unimaginable impact struck his mind, overwhelming him with an irresistible feeling.
"You..."
His expression changed drastically. Even as a Realm of Thunder Sovereign, he could not withstand the pressure of the opponent's Divine Consciousness. He staggered back more than ten steps as if struck hard, his right hand trembling as he pointed at Sun Zhe, disbelief filling his eyes.
Even Wan Elder, whom he knew to have reached the peak of Thunder Sovereign, could not exert such immense pressure on him. What cultivation level did this young man possess?
Without uttering a word, Sun Zhe slowly raised his right hand. A purple light flickered slightly, and under everyone's gaze, his five fingers suddenly curled.
A crisp cracking sound echoed as the long sword forged from a hundred temperings could not withstand Sun Zhe's finger power. Without any pause, it broke into two pieces, and the shattered blades scattered everywhere.
"I give you three breaths to leave!"
Cold words escaped from Sun Zhe's mouth, sending a chilling aura resonating in the hearts of the four. They exchanged glances and immediately ran away without hesitation, fearing that if they were even a moment late, Sun Zhe would strike them down with a single palm. They all understood that Sun Zhe's strength was far beyond what they could resist!
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