Chapter 136: Pure Yang Sword!

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After gathering the souls of the Korean men, Ye Tian swung his blades several more times, slicing precisely through the shackles binding Gu Qing'er.

Seeing the blood pouring from the girl's wrists and ankles, he could not help frowning.

He hurriedly removed his coat and draped it over her delicate body.

"Relax. I'm here now. Nothing here can hurt you anymore." Ye Tian gently embraced Gu Qing'er, his voice soft. "I'm sorry, Qing'er. I wronged you. I realized your feelings for me long ago, but because of your identity, I hesitated."

"My hesitation is what caused you to suffer."

"Fool, what does this have to do with you? I brought this upon myself by running off." Hearing the man's heartfelt apology, Gu Qing'er's pretty face flushed.

That hateful man—was he confessing his feelings to her?

Ye Tian looked awkward and scratched his head as he explained, "It really does have something to do with me. These people kidnapped you precisely to lure me here."

"You hopelessly dense man! Don't take everything so seriously!"

The girl angrily kicked him, completely ruining the atmosphere they had finally managed to build.

"At a time like this, you're supposed to kiss me!"

"Ah, is that how it works?" Ye Tian blinked in confusion, then simply leaned his face toward her and held Gu Qing'er tightly.

After a long kiss—

"Enough, enough. I can't breathe." Gu Qing'er gently pushed Ye Tian away. Her face flushed scarlet as she looked toward Zhang Jiao, who had been standing silently in the corner, and hurriedly pointed at him.

"Isn't that man also from the Ability Alliance? Why hasn't he attacked?"

"I don't know. He has no killing intent. Let him be."

Ye Tian shook his head, then picked Gu Qing'er up and prepared to carry her out of the basement.

"Wait!"

A deep voice came from behind them.

Ye Tian turned around. "What is it?"

"Of course there's something." Zhang Jiao held his sword in his arms and said calmly, "Once you've taken this woman somewhere safe, come back and fight me one-on-one."

"Let me introduce myself first. I am Zhang Jiao, a Roving Emissary of the Ability Alliance. You killed the head and an enforcer of our Peninsula branch, so I must issue you a challenge!"

"Fine."

Ye Tian nodded, then left the basement without looking back and returned to the surface.

By then, corpses lay scattered throughout the vast courtyard of the Ability Alliance branch. Every one of them had been killed by him on his way there. Anyone who dared block his path had been instantly cut in half.

Thus, when the martial artists here saw him again, their eyes held nothing but terror.

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That man was practically a god of slaughter!

"He just went into the basement. The head of the branch, an enforcer, and even Lord Roving Emissary were all down there!"

"How is he able to come out unscathed?"

"This is terrifying. Could it be that three Martial Kings were unable to stop a single young man?"

"Hide quickly! Don't let him see you, or you won't even know how you died!"

A group of staff members crouched behind the flower beds, watching as Ye Tian swaggered out of the compound.

"All right, I can walk on my own. Put me down." Gu Qing'er struggled bashfully, her face flushed.

"All right. Your grandfather is here," Ye Tian suddenly said.

At that, Gu Qing'er hurriedly looked in the direction he indicated. A large group of people was rushing toward them, led by a tall old man.

The old man's face was etched with the marks of time. His short, graying hair was neatly trimmed, giving him a sharp and capable appearance.

"Ye Tian?"

Gu Cheng stared in astonishment. He had never imagined that Ye Tian would reach the Peninsula branch before them—and actually rescue his granddaughter.

"Take her away first. I still have something to deal with."

Ye Tian had no intention of making small talk. The old man had just cursed him earlier, and Ye Tian had no desire to speak with him.

"What business do you have here?" Gu Cheng frowned. "This is the Peninsula Country, and we're inside the Ability Alliance itself. If several high-ranking Martial Kings come here, I may not be able to protect you!"

"Who asked you to protect me?"

"You brat!"

With only two sentences, the young man had provoked the old man into glaring furiously and blowing his beard in anger. He was about to say more when Gu Qing'er stopped him.

"Grandfather, just let him go. Ye Tian is very powerful."

"The head and the enforcer of the Ability Alliance have already been dealt with by him."

"What?"

Gu Cheng's voice rose several octaves. He stared at Ye Tian in disbelief, his expression one of utter shock.

"That boy defeated two Second-Tier Martial Kings all by himself?"

"Even your grandfather couldn't do that!"

"Old man, stop flattering yourself. Of course you couldn't." His beloved granddaughter's remark left the visibly excited old man speechless, and he could say no more.

Though he was stunned beyond measure—and scarcely believed it—

the Gu family had always been honest and had never lied. Thus, Gu Cheng did not question her further. Instead, he cast a complicated glance at Ye Tian.

Then he looked at his granddaughter, who had come to stand beside him.

His feelings were a tangled mess.

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Had this boy, Ye Tian, truly grown this powerful already?

He had wanted to say that Ye Tian was still in a period of explosive growth and continued to require the nation's protection.

But the frightening truth was that these old veterans of the Dragon Nation did not even possess the qualifications to protect him anymore!

As for his granddaughter Qingqing, she and Ye Tian seemed to share a decidedly ambiguous relationship. Otherwise, why would Ye Tian have been even more anxious than he was?

Forget it. Let the young people handle their own affairs.

In the end, Gu Cheng took his granddaughter and left directly on a private plane.

After all, this was the Peninsula Country. Securing permission to enter had already been extremely difficult. If the Ability Federation applied pressure to the local authorities, they might not even be given the chance to leave.

They could not afford to wait a moment longer. Leaving as soon as possible was the only sensible choice.

After seeing the Gu family off, Ye Tian returned to the courtyard.

Zhang Jiao was already sitting on a bench, silently waiting with his sword in his arms.

"Come on. Let's finish this quickly. I need to return to the Dragon Nation for dinner." Ye Tian walked straight over and regarded him indifferently.

Zhang Jiao smiled at the sight of him.

"Excellent. As expected of a Golden Core Adept—you certainly have bearing!"

"I was just wondering whether I would have to pursue you through the night if you fled back to the Dragon Nation. That would have been quite troublesome."

"Enough nonsense. Get started."

Ye Tian frowned. He had no time to waste on idle chatter.

"Very well!"

Zhang Jiao threw back his head and laughed. He took one step forward and drew the treasured sword he had been holding in his arms.

Brilliant sword light burst forth.

A powerful hum reverberated from the blade.

The sword had honed its edge through hardship, and at dawn the jade dragon roared upon leaving its sheath. Its wielder's spirit was cold as three feet of ice, while upon the stone a serpent seemed to coil with life!

This sword—

Ye Tian's eyes widened abruptly, his face filled with shock.

When the treasured sword left its sheath, it sounded like a dragon's roar. The blade was three feet long, its aura chillingly cold.

The mighty righteousness radiating from it was enough to make anyone shudder.

"This is Patriarch Lu's Pure Yang Sword!"