King of Assassins
Chapter 1118 - 715: Celestial Spirit Thunder
Yu Wuxia made Gao Xuan think of Helen.
Both women were unbelievably beautiful, reaching the pinnacle of aesthetics.
Everyone present was worldly and knowledgeable. Yet, all were inevitably moved by Yu Wuxia’s beauty.
Even Ao Jiuni, such a person, had eyes flickering, clearly anxious for Yu Wuxia.
Even Ao Shibidi, who had been looking down, holding a knife with a face as dark as iron, was now looking at Gao Xuan.
This first master of Celestial Dragon Island, looking stern and unyielding, also cared about Gao Xuan’s choice.
Ripples felt the same way. She looked at Gao Xuan and then at Yu Wuxia, wanting to say something but stopped.
Though Ice Soul’s expression was indifferent, she was also looking at Yu Wuxia. She was distant from all people and things outside. But Yu Wuxia was too bright and beautiful, making her look twice.
As for businessmen like Jin Buyi and An Zhiyun, they were stunned. They couldn’t understand Ao Ming’s thoughts. Killing a group of musicians was one thing, but giving Yu Wuxia as a gift? 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
What could be gained by this?
Gao Xuan received it effortlessly, not even needing to say thanks, Ao Ming did not suffer a loss for nothing.
If Gao Xuan did not accept, would Ao Ming really kill Yu Wuxia to demonstrate?
No matter how Gao Xuan chose, Ao Ming would lose Yu Wuxia, what was he seeking?
Ao Ming did not care what others thought, he just stared intently at Gao Xuan, not believing Gao Xuan could refuse Yu Wuxia!
As long as Gao Xuan wanted Yu Wuxia, he would fall into Ao Ming’s trap. He wouldn’t be able to escape!
Gao Xuan was silent for a moment before sighing softly: "Truly a pitiable beauty. What a pity, it’s inappropriate to accept without merit. I’m just meeting the Third Prince for the first time, I dare not accept such a heavy gift."
Gao Xuan bowed to Ao Ming: "Having witnessed bloodshed today, it’s not suitable for feasting and merriment, I bid farewell."
"Stop."
Ao Ming became furious, "Refusing my gift is an insult to me and also to this woman."
Everyone around was both shocked and afraid. They were shocked that Gao Xuan actually refused Yu Wuxia, and afraid that Ao Ming would act out using this excuse.
Yu Wuxia lowered her bright eyes, showing deep sorrow on her flawless and beautiful face, but without any resentment or anger. Her graceful and gentle demeanor made one feel pity.
Ao Ming casually drew his sword and pointed it at Yu Wuxia’s chest. He coldly looked at Gao Xuan and said, "Celestial Master, you can still change your mind now."
Gao Xuan quietly looked at Ao Ming, not speaking, but his calm and deep eyes had already expressed his stance.
Having spoken his words, he would never change them.
This demeanor was so indifferent yet so resolute that everyone could understand Gao Xuan’s meaning.
Ao Ming’s handsome face had begun to twist, with green flames appearing in his golden vertical pupils, and murderous aura spilling all around.
Yu Wuxia had already realized the end. She looked at Ao Ming with pleading eyes. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and tears silently rolled down.
"I have always valued you as treasure, but others treat you like scorned objects. This is the greatest insult to you and me. You can only die to wash away the humiliation!"
Ao Ming shouted harshly, "Wuxia, do not blame me."
Yu Wuxia glanced down sorrowfully: "Though I am but a humble presence, serving His Highness is the fortune of my life. To die to ease His Highness’ burden and shame, is to die with reason."
The crowd hearing Yu Wuxia’s words felt even more sadness.
Ao Jiuni and Ao Shibidi both looked at Gao Xuan, hesitant to speak.
They both knew Ao Ming’s character well. Once spoken, Ao Ming would not change his mind. Only Gao Xuan could save Yu Wuxia.
Others also looked at Gao Xuan; at this moment, only Gao Xuan could save Yu Wuxia.
Gao Xuan seemed unaware, he just quietly watched Ao Ming.
The green flames in Ao Ming’s eyes grew more intense, and his fury became fiercer. A ruthless glint crossed his face, and he thrust forward with the Divine Sword in his hand, the green blade piercing through Yu Wuxia’s heart instantly.
Ao Ming swiftly drew his sword, and the blood from Yu Wuxia’s heart sprayed out, even onto Ao Ming’s Golden Dragon Robe.
"Wuxia, go in peace, I will seek justice for you."
Ao Ming said fiercely to Yu Wuxia.
Yu Wuxia’s face showed pain. She softly moaned once and slowly fell to the ground. As the blood flowed more and more from her heart, the light in her bright eyes gradually dimmed.
In an instant, this unparalleled beauty had her spirit dispersed, dying on the spot.
Such a conclusion left everyone present with complex feelings. The matter was originally simple, Gao Xuan just needed to accept.
Yet this Celestial Immortal-like Celestial Master stood by indifferently watching Yu Wuxia be killed, from beginning to end with a calm and peaceful expression.
Such calm and peace further showcased the depth of this person’s mind, revealing cruelty and callousness at their core.
In contrast, Ao Ming, who angrily killed Yu Wuxia with extremity and ferocity like a madman, though fearful, seemed less remarkable.
Of course, Ao Ming was actually more frightening, his destructive power too strong, and he acted without any scruples.
Gao Xuan, although coldly callous and deeply unfathomable, was rational, and usually acted with a gentler approach. He was much superior to a madman who would resort to killing at any provocation.
Everyone knew from the start that this banquet would be troublesome. Yet before the feast even started, it was already a bloody mess. The key issue was Ao Ming mercilessly attacking his own.
The many guests, despite being worldly, had never seen such a scene.
For a while, all the guests were silent like cicadas, heads lowered down. No one dared to look around rashly, and some didn’t even dare to breathe too heavily, afraid of inadvertently provoking Ao Ming.
To provoke Ao Ming in this state, filled with irrational fury, could easily result in him killing them all.
A gust of evening wind swept by, carrying away most of the smell of blood.