"Let’s watch for now."

Chen Yuan smiled faintly, watching the battle below with interest. Such coincidental events were rare in his experience, so he wouldn’t reveal himself rashly.

’Hmm...’

Seeing Chen Yuan take no action, Su Ziyue remained silent, observing the situation below with him.

The man in the blood-stained robe appeared crazed at this moment, continuously swinging his long blade. It was clear he was nearly at his limit, with bare feet and scarlet blood dripping down endlessly, unclear whether it was his or his opponent’s.

As for the blood-stained robe he wore, at first glance, it seemed so, but upon closer inspection, one would discover otherwise. It was actually a yellow robe, merely stained red with blood.

"Chen Peilu, surrender immediately!"

The leader of the East Mountain Valley’s siege on the man in the blood-stained robe suddenly shouted, trying to shatter his will to resist. They had pursued him all this way, losing many martial arts experts, yet they still hadn’t captured him.

If word reached the sect, they would certainly face punishment.

"Adulterous pair! Even if I, Chen Peilu, were to fall here, I wouldn’t let you off even in the underworld!" The man in the blood-stained robe gasped for breath, his eyes glowing red.

His entire being exuded a murderous intent from the heart.

"Hmph, stop spouting nonsense. Today, you dare to intrude upon East Mountain Valley and cause chaos; clearly, you seek death and haven’t considered your own worth. A mere loose cultivator dares to demand justice!"

The leader showed a disdainful expression. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Perhaps it was to further provoke his anger. Frankly speaking, Chen Peilu’s ability to carve out a bloody path was courageous indeed.

Yet he dared to stand boldly before East Mountain Valley, demanding justice and tarnishing their reputation. Orders from above declared he could not be spared!

"Heh heh... haha... indeed, East Mountain Valley with its vast resources looks down on a loose cultivator like me. But remember this, one day, they will pay for today’s actions!"

Chen Peilu roared in anger, full of sorrow and indignation, swinging his long blade to instantly kill a martial artist at the Reach Profound level, then charged at the nearest person again.

Having fled for hundreds of miles, Chen Peilu knew he could escape no more. Since it was so, he would unleash the fury in his heart and not have walked this earth in vain.

"You, a mere ant?"

With a wave, that person transformed boundless sword qi into a long river, crashing down.

"A promising talent indeed."

Even Chen Yuan couldn’t help but praise him a bit at this moment. Fearless of death, merely to express the fervor in his heart, his mental realm was nearing perfection, possessing potential for Yang Transformation.

"Then let’s keep him."

Su Ziyue spoke.

Chen Yuan was about to undertake a venture, and the greater his amassed strength, the better. Though a Dan Realm Master seemed insignificant, in any power, a Grandmaster was a pillar.

Not to mention, this person also had potential for Yang Transformation.

Chen Yuan nodded but didn’t act immediately, instead transmitting a message to the man in the blood-stained robe:

"I can grant you a way to live, but as a price, you must swear a Heart Demon Blood Oath to work for me henceforth and utterly submit to me."

Chen Yuan wouldn’t draw his sword to aid someone just because of a wrong encountered along the way. However, he appreciated the fierce spirit in this young man.

If he worked for him, he would likely make a good subordinate.

Now, Chen Yuan left the choice to him: submit and survive, or refuse and perish on the spot!

"Who’s speaking?"

Chen Peilu, focused on dealing with the sword qi assault, accurately heard a voice, his expression changing immediately. He scanned his surroundings but couldn’t detect any presence.

"With your strength, you can’t find me."

Feeling the mounting pressure and recalling his earlier hatred, Chen Peilu gritted his teeth and said:

"As long as senior can help me overcome this crisis, I will submit to you in the future."

"Good."

The only reply to Chen Peilu was a faint voice. Then, the surrounding void quickly fell silent, enveloped by an immensely terrifying aura.

The East Mountain Valley experts encircling Chen Peilu all felt a tremor in their hearts.

It was as if they sensed a ferocious presence gradually awakening.

"I do not know which senior has arrived, please reveal yourself." The leader said gravely, clasping his hands.

"This person is under my protection, scram!"

Hearing the straightforward tone, the leader frowned, his voice tense as he revealed his affiliation:

"Senior, we are all disciples of East Mountain Valley. Our action this time is merely to handle some internal matters, hoping you will consider...."

He attempted to mention the Valley Master’s name to intimidate this unknown formidable figure.

But Chen Yuan was unswayed, replying indifferently:

"You have three breaths. If you don’t leave, you will die...."

The leader’s pupils shrank, feeling a hint of impatience from this person and realizing they might be even mightier than imagined, not caring about the Valley Master’s name at all.

After a brief calculation, the leader reluctantly glared at Chen Peilu and said sternly:

"Go!"

"Senior brother."

"Elder..."

"Go!"

The leader glanced at several people, quickly soaring into the air and leaving.

The rest, seeing this, also hesitated no longer, quickly following the elder’s lead.

In just a blink of an eye, the tense, life-and-death situation dissipated due to Chen Yuan alone. Once the East Mountain Valley people left, Chen Peilu couldn’t hold back any longer, a trace of scarlet blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.