"No wonder Cheng Wuyong mistook her for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old martial arts master. With such a Ling Body, it is no longer appropriate to measure her with the realm of ordinary worldly warriors."
At the same time, Su Yi sensed that although Qingqin's aura was powerful, her cultivation was only at the early stage of Qi Gathering Realm.
Of course, the power wielded by this kind of Ling Body was destined to far exceed the existence of the Qi Gathering Realm in this world!
Qingqin's appearance made the middle-aged scholar and others become much more solemn.
However, the woman who had previously attempted to assassinate the young man in the purple robe sneered and said, "Sixth Prince, do you think we haven't taken into account the biggest threat by your side in this operation?"
As she spoke, her gaze suddenly turned towards the crowd that had already taken cover in the distance, and she said, "Senior, please make a move!"
The people subconsciously looked over.
There was a commotion and panic in the distant crowd as everyone scattered.
However, there was one man in a coarse hemp robe who didn't move.
His temples were slightly white, his skin dark, and he carried a four-foot-long cloth bag on his back, appearing unremarkable.
When he noticed the gaze of the crowd, the man in the coarse hemp robe furrowed his brow, sighed heavily, and strode toward them.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
With each step, the solid ground trembled, and his aura rose with it.
In the eyes of the crowd, in a fleeting moment, the man in the coarse hemp robe seemed to transform into a towering mountain, approaching them with an immense and oppressive aura that made it difficult to breathe.
"Grandmaster!"
Cheng Wuyong's face turned grim.
They had been dining here and hadn't even noticed the presence of a martial arts grandmaster!
No, Su Yi had probably already realized the presence of such trouble within the Ninth Floor Pavilion when he suggested leaving this place earlier.
Cheng Wuyong couldn't help but glance at Su Yi.
But Su Yi's expression remained as calm as ever.
At the same time, Su Yi's voice sounded in Cheng Wuyong's ears, "If we can't avoid trouble later, protect your young miss and Huang Qianjun."
Cheng Wuyong's heart shook, but he relaxed a lot.
"Grandmaster!"
At this moment, Yuan Luoxi, Huang Qianjun, and the others present finally reacted, their faces changing color and their hands and feet turning cold.
Once they reached Grandmaster level, they were like divine dragons in the sky!
Within the Great Zhou Dynasty, only the forces with Grandmasters presiding could be considered major clans!
And among the nineteen cities of Yunhe County, there were only a handful of such existences as Grandmasters.
But now, a Grandmaster appeared on this nine-story deck of the floating ship, right in front of them.
"What a grand scheme!"
The young man in the purple robe's expression also changed, his eyes filled with anger.
To send a Grandmaster to assassinate him, it was evident that the other party was malicious and ruthless in their intentions!
"I knew it would be like this."
Qingqin turned around, her gaze like a sharp blade, looking at the man in the coarse hemp robe.
A trace of disdain appeared on her stunningly beautiful face. "Grandmasters should be like the great sun in the sky, bright and upright, with an imposing and unconstrained manner. Yet you cower and hide, only revealing yourself at this moment. Even if you have the cultivation of a Grandmaster, you are unworthy of the title of Grandmaster."
Her words were full of domineering aura.
Everyone couldn't help but be moved.
The man in the coarse hemp robe remained firm in his expression, immovable like a rock, and said indifferently, "Dragons have the ability to transform in countless ways. They can disrupt the world or hide in obscurity. Just like the Grandmasters in this world, they naturally have their own ways of doing things. Miss, it is a mistake to generalize and judge based on a few."
The night grew deep, and the atmosphere here became increasingly oppressive and tense, as if a storm was about to come.
"Dragons? Hmph, that is merely a term revered by ordinary martial artists. If one sees oneself as a dragon, it is nothing but a self-ridicule."
Qingqin didn't conceal her disdain, her beauty, allure, and dominance on full display.
She threw the wine jug in her hand, landing steadily on a desk, and then raised her slender and fair jade finger to touch the emerald green jade bracelet on her left wrist.
With a flicker of flames.
Clang! Clang!
Two sword hums resounded.
In her hands, she was already holding a pair of battle blades.
The blade edges were like waning moons, and the blades emitted a faint flame-like aura, as if holding two crescent moons of fire.
The Twin Blades of Crimson Moon!
"With this dark night, decapitating a Grandmaster and toasting with his head as the wine, it's not a bad idea."
In a lazy and magnetic voice, Qingqin's robes fluttered, and her graceful figure exuded a breathtaking aura.
Her Twin Blades of Crimson Moon vibrated in her hands, emitting a clear and melodious hum.
Everyone's breath caught, feeling a tingling sensation on their skin. It felt as if their throats were being pressed by the sharpness, making breathing difficult.
Even experts like Cheng Wuyong and Zhang Duo, who were at the Qi Gathering realm, suddenly tensed up, sensing an overwhelming pressure.
Suddenly, Qingqin's figure surged forward, her hair flying.
Swish!
Due to her incredible speed, her figure left behind an afterimage. In the middle of her movement, her twin blades crossed over each other and were simultaneously swung out.
In that instant, it seemed as if a pair of crimson crescent moons tore through the night, dazzling with a dazzling light and bringing an ethereal and elusive radiance to the mortal realm.
Scarlet Rainbow!
A high-grade Earth-level secret technique that Qingqin had refined to perfection. Once displayed, its mysteries were fully revealed.
The man in the coarse hemp robe narrowed his eyes and reached behind him.
The three-foot cloth bag on his back burst open, revealing a three-foot-long black short spear in his hand.
Clang!
A deafening collision resounded, tearing through eardrums and shattering rocks.
The man in the coarse hemp robe staggered back several steps before steadying himself. His blood and qi surged, and the black short spear in his hand trembled incessantly.
Looking at Qingqin again, she held the twin blades in her hands, standing tall and imposing. Her aura filled the heavens and earth, especially her pair of beautiful eyes, as sharp as a blade, intimidating.
So powerful!
Everyone was shocked by this scene.
A Martial Grandmaster was actually forced back in a single strike!
When she didn't move, Qingqin was stunning and ethereal, like a grand performer on a stage, exuding charm and a strong presence.
But once she made a move, she became fierce and domineering, her might like a rainbow. Many men present couldn't help but feel ashamed and sighed at their own inadequacy.
"This sister is so amazing!"
Yuan Luoxi's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed in excitement.
Clang!
Qingqin didn't stop her offensive momentum. During the battle, she exuded a killing intent all over her body. The twin blades in her hands transformed into countless fiery red crescent moon illusions, each strike faster and more dominant than the previous.
Not only sharp, but overwhelmingly fierce!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The intense clash of blades and spears reverberated in the night like drumbeats, causing people's blood and qi to surge and their eardrums to ache.
In the battlefield, the blades flashed like fire, crisscrossing in a frenzy, while Qingqin's figure moved like a nimble lightning, ethereal yet fierce.
The man in the coarse hemp robe was repeatedly forced back.
However, he was equally terrifying, as solid as a mountain, unmoving like a boulder. Despite the storm-like onslaught of attacks, he had yet to sustain any real injuries.
Suddenly, cold electricity flickered in his eyes, and his breath thundered, "You possess such strength at the Qi Gathering realm, truly terrifying. But unfortunately, a Grandmaster is not someone you can provoke!"
Boom!
He stomped his foot forcefully, and his imposing aura surged greatly as he swung the black short spear in his hand.
In that instant, it seemed as if a black thunderbolt was unleashed!
Bang!
Their figures intertwined, and Qingqin's figure momentarily froze in the void before flying through the air.
She was actually sent flying by this strike!
The entire scene fell into silence, not even a sound from a pin dropping.
Cheng Wuyong, Zhang Duo, and others couldn't help but change their expressions. This... this was the power of a Grandmaster!
On the other hand, the middle-aged scholars couldn't help but release a sigh of relief.
Qingqin's attack just now was too strong, making them feel heart-pounding, almost unable to catch their breath.
Fortunately, the situation had now begun to reverse!
"Hmph, you seem to be nothing more than this. Time is precious, I will kill you now!"
Qingqin's bright eyes brimmed with a fiery killing intent.
Her figure flashed.
She once again rushed forward with her blades.
However, there was a surging brilliance of smoke and rosy clouds emanating from her body, shining brightly in the night.
And her aura became elusive, like flowing water and clouds.
"The smoke and rosy clouds true intent derived from her bloodline. This is her trump card for daring to challenge the Furnace Nurturing realm," Su Yi nodded silently, having anticipated this.
However, did the enemies on the other side not have any other trump cards?
After all, this was an assassination attempt on a prince, and judging from the opponent's posture, it was clear that they had planned it for a long time. Apart from deploying a Martial Grandmaster, they probably had other means.
Clang!
While Su Yi pondered, the battle in the field erupted.
After displaying her innate power of the smoke and rosy clouds true intent, Qingqin's strength had clearly increased significantly. As she fought against the man in the coarse hemp robe, she not only held her ground but also gained the upper hand.
This attracted the attention and nervous focus of everyone.
Just a moment later—
The man in the coarse hemp robe had a trace of bloodstain running from his lips.
This scene shocked everyone. A Martial Grandmaster had actually suffered internal injuries in the midst of the battle!
However, to everyone's surprise, there was no sign of shock or anger on the man's face. Instead, he let out a long sigh and said, "Enough. Since I agreed to participate in this operation, there is no need to be concerned about my life."
With a melancholic voice, his aura erupted like a raging sea, as if a furious tsunami was unleashed, spreading a destructive aura throughout the area.
"A forbidden technique that sacrifices one's own life as the price?"
Qingqin furrowed her delicate eyebrows, her pretty face showing a solemn expression. She launched a full-force attack, her twin crimson blades descending like falling meteors from the sky.
Clang!
But this time, amidst the earth-shattering collision, her slender and proud figure was sent stumbling backward, her pretty face turning pale.
Her pair of beautiful and intelligent eyes were filled with disbelief.
The man in the coarse hemp robe, engulfed in endless flames, wielded the black short spear with overwhelming killing intent as he charged towards Qingqin.
Like a divine demon!
Boom!
He swung the black short spear, its sharpness akin to a thunderbolt striking the heavens.
Gritting her teeth, Qingqin stood her ground, refusing to retreat or evade, directly confronting him.
Bang!
Her figure was once again sent flying, coughing up blood. Her stunningly beautiful face became ashen, and a rare expression of shock and anger appeared between her brows.
The man in the purple robe and Yuan Luoxi couldn't help but shudder, their faces completely changed.
The middle-aged scholars revealed a murderous intent, eager to take action and capture the biggest prey of the night.
"You can exchange your life for mine, and that is worth it!"
In the midst of the battlefield, the man in the coarse hemp robe spoke indifferently and launched another attack.
Boom!
The black short spear swept up, carrying a torrent of boundless killing intent as it struck down.
There was no escape for Qingqin.
This strike seemed simple, but it covered all directions, like a heavenly net that left her no room to evade, forcing her to confront it head-on.
In that instant, a bitter trace of regret appeared at the corner of her lips. She had underestimated the terrifying power of a Grandmaster...