Chapter Sixteen: Beheading at the Fifth Watch
Watching Yang Yue take out her weapon, a glimmer of greed flashed in Yang Qing's eyes. "Tian Shuang Sword, it's actually the Tian Shuang Sword."
Not just Yang Qing, Yang Wei's eyes also lit up, it was absolutely a top-grade spiritual artifact, and might even be an extreme-grade spiritual artifact. However, it still couldn't compare to his own Wind Concealment Knife.
"Tianfeng Sword, it's a waste to put it in your little hands, let me take care of it instead, hehe." Yang Qing's unpleasant voice made Yang Yue slightly frown.
"You want Tianfeng Sword? Hmph, do you have the skills for that?" Yang Yueshou raised an eyebrow, drew a sword flower, "One Sword Frost Flower - Condense."
"Too tender, only a third-level martial artist, yet daring to provoke me, unaware of life and death." Yang Qing leaned his body back, dodging an attack, then shouted: "Ghostly Claw of the Abyss, break for me!"
Yang Lei was shocked: "Second sister, be careful."
"It's late." Yang Qing said with a loud laugh.
"Hmph." Yang Yuejiao snorted, "One Sword Frost Flower—Disperse."
At this time, Yang Lei had already recovered more than half of his true energy, and he fixed his eyes on the timing.
"Cut, three kills as one."
"You little beast, trying to sneak up on me." Yang Qing seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and with a swift swipe of his hand, he struck the knife's blade, unleashing a powerful shockwave that sent Yang Wei stumbling backward several steps. However, Yang Qing also stumbled backward from the impact.
Yang Yue looked at Yang Lei's move, shocked beyond words. Originally unable to cultivate, his younger brother had suddenly become a master, that one move was in no way inferior to his own, and was even stronger by some margin.
"Cough...cough..."
Yang Lei spat out a mouthful of blood and water, the gap was too big, even if he used his three kills in one go, he couldn't hold on.
"Little brother, are you alright?" Yang Yue hastily supported Yang Wei and took out a dan medicine, "Take it."
Yang Lei took it over, and the system displayed: Qi Replenishing Pill, Yellow Rank, 7th Grade Dan Medicine, can quickly restore the true energy inside the body.
After taking the Dan medicine, Yang Lei's complexion improved a lot, and his depleted true energy was also restored by more than half.
"I'm fine, Second Sister, be careful, this guy is too powerful, he's already reached the realm of Wushu Daxuan. You quickly go find someone to come and help, I'll hold him off first."
"No way, how can this be? Since he's so formidable, how can you possibly take him on?" Yang Yue heard this and without hesitation, hastily declined.
"Sister, listen to me, it's okay, as long as you can make it within a minute, there will be absolutely no problem." Yang Lei said, looking at his sister.
Yang Yue looked at Yang Qing and knew that this powerful steward was not only strong but also a demon cultivator. If she didn't go find someone to help her, there was no way she could defeat him, and both of them would likely die here. Seeking help was the only option. It was just unfortunate that this courtyard was too far from the main Yang residence, so the intense fight couldn't be heard from outside.
"Want to go and inform, but there's no door, let me stay here instead, ghostly claws." Another claw reached out towards the two of them, that faint blue light making people feel a chill in their hearts.
"Triple kill, come and die!"
"One Sword Frost Flower—Condensed."
"Knock knock."
"Pffft." Yang Wei and Yang Yue simultaneously spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Second sister, hurry up and leave, I'll block him." Yang Lei pushed Yang Yue forward, a glint in his eye, the long knife in hand, shouting loudly, "Triple Kill Unite, die for me!"
"Brother, hold on, I'll be right there." Yang Yue stamped her foot and ran off quickly.
Watching Yang Yue's fleeing figure, Yang Qing involuntarily cursed loudly: "You're dead, you beast, I'll kill you." He was very clear that this place was too far from the main mansion, so the fight couldn't be heard and his breath couldn't reach that far, which is why he had felt at ease using his own cultivated demonic secret method. But now Yang Yue had escaped, and his identity would certainly be exposed, meaning he would no longer have a foothold in the capital of Qianyuan Country. This filled him with great hatred, causing his vital energy to go into chaos.
"The ghostly claws of the underworld, hooking and stealing souls."
Yang Lei was shocked, this one blow, Yang Qing had used all his strength, he absolutely couldn't withstand it, but also couldn't dodge, the air machine locked him in with one blow, now he could only fight to the death.
Yang Lei concentrated his true energy, pouring it into the Wind Concealment Knife. His meridians surged, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "Wind rises, clouds surge, rain comes, thunder strikes! Three Kills Unite, break for me!"
"Ding, Wind Shadow Slash activated, one hit kill."
"Ding! Congratulations to player Yang Yue for killing Yang Qing, experience +20,000, internal energy +200, points +100."
"Ding, congratulations player on obtaining the secret recipe 'Ghostly Phantom Claw'."
"Ding, congratulations player on leveling up."
Yang Lei felt a great sense of relief, unexpectedly landing a one-hit kill, this was a probability of one in ten thousand, his luck was really good, if it wasn't for this one-hit kill, he would have been in trouble.
He leveled up again, now he's a Martial Artist 2nd rank. Yang Lei knew that the experience points required to level up would only increase as he progressed, making it harder and harder to advance, so he had no idea when he could reach the Saint rank.
What made Yang Lei depressed was that this Yang Qing, after all, was a master of the Great Perfection of Wu Shi, but his body only burst out with a single volume of "Ghostly Claws", and nothing else. It's really disappointing. However, it's better than nothing.
Yang Qing died, and the remaining four underlings no longer had a reason to exist. Yang Lie's Wind Concealment Knife appeared, and the four people were cleanly and efficiently converted into experience points.
Although these four people did not contribute any weapons or secret recipes, they contributed more than 100 taels of silver thread, which was just enough to replenish their empty pockets.
After putting everything away, Ye Zhengzheng sat down and heard footsteps.
"Little brother, little brother, are you okay? Where's that demon Yang Qing?" Yang Yue's tone was extremely worried, and the concerned expression made Yang Yue feel a warmth in his heart, knowing that someone in this family still cared about him.
"I'm fine, Second Sister, I'm fine. You don't have to worry, it's just that my spiritual energy has been consumed a bit more." Actually, after Yang Wei upgraded, all his attributes were full, but in order to hide his own secrets, he had to pretend, "As for Yang Qing, a mysterious expert just came and was beaten away."
"Third Master, what kind of mysterious expert are you talking about?" At this time, a middle-aged man behind Yang Yue spoke up.
"Sorry, Zhao Huoyuan, I didn't even get a chance to see clearly, that mysterious expert chased after Yang Qing and left." Yang Lei shook his head and said.
Zhao Huoyuan, also known as Zhao Changkun, was the leader of the guards at the Weiwu Wangfu. His cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Martial King realm, and his Open Mountain Knife was wielded with a divine and mysterious flair. Although he was only at the seventh level of the Martial King realm, his actual strength was comparable to that of a ninth-level Martial King, and he had even fought against those in the Great Perfection realm of the Martial King.
"Is it true? San Shao, are you certain?" Zhao Changkun clearly didn't believe it. Towards the original good-for-nothing San Shao, who had now become a martial artist, he couldn't help but be suspicious, wondering if this San Shao in front of him was real or not. If someone was impersonating him, then things would get serious.
