Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 233 - 149 White Tiger Descends the Mountain_2

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"Yan Shiyin, stop saying such useless things, today your actions have offended both the Taihao Tribe and Hidden Sword Mountain."

Yan Shiyin laughed heartily, "The premise of offending your Taihao Tribe and Hidden Sword Mountain is that you are still the Young Master of Taihao Tribe and Zhang Can is still the successor of Hidden Sword Mountain."

"Since you are dissatisfied with me, I will replace the Young Master of Taihao Tribe and the successor of Hidden Sword Mountain."

"Zhang Jianfeng! Now, there is an opportunity before you; as long as you kill Zhang Can, I will give you all his Gu."

"How about you becoming the successor of Hidden Sword Mountain?"

Zhang Jianfeng looked at Zhang Can, still coughing blood in the distance, hesitated for a moment, then dragged his not fully healed body and walked toward Yan Shiyin, "Are you serious?"

"I want to discuss it carefully with you."

"He has a very tight mouth, you may not be able to extract all the Gu from him by questioning."

Yan Shiyin smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as you are willing, I have a way to find out all his Gu's Promotion Map."

Zhang Can thought for a moment, his gaze landed on the strange little girl, "Soul control?"

Chen Qing heard this and understood a lot. That little girl should be an abnormal person.

She can temporarily control others, and if she can control a genius like Hao Chengtian, she can naturally make them reveal their Promotion Map.

This girl, although not as strong as himself, has abilities as powerful as Netherworld Fishing.

Zhang Jianfeng walked up to Yan Shiyin and seriously asked, "Are you really willing to let me become the successor of Hidden Sword Mountain? What's the price?"

Yan Shiyin looked up and said, "It's simple, as long as you are willing to submit to me and fight against the Ghost World with me, I will let you become the successor of Hidden Sword Mountain."

Afterward, Yan Shiyin shouted towards the Taihao Tribe, "Taihao Tribe, the same goes for you. As long as any direct descendant of the Hao Family is willing to submit to me, I will support you to become the Young Master of the Taihao Tribe."

"Zhang Jianfeng, you should consider..."

Before he finished speaking, he noticed Zhang Jianfeng drawing a short sword from his sleeve, flashing a sharp sword light, and stabbing at him.

However, Zhang Jianfeng's sword still did not fall. Just as it was about to land on Yan Shiyin's neck, it stopped narrowly.

Yan Shiyin, enraged, kicked Zhang Jianfeng, who was temporarily controlled by the little girl, and drew the golden knife from his waist, slashing down!

The knife stabbed into Zhang Jianfeng's back, Yan Shiyin twisted the handle, and blood flowed out in streams.

"Zhang Jianfeng, you're just a dog of Zhang Can, yet I give you the chance to rebel against your master, and you dare to resist?"

"A servant's nature!"

Zhang Jianfeng coughed up blood, "You don't understand at all what brotherhood means."

Yan Shiyin was completely indifferent, "No, I don't understand, and I don't need to understand."

"I only know that I want to conquer the Death Realm, and I want all of Nanli's Foundation Establishment to submit at my feet!"

Yan Shiyin raised the knife and slashed down Zhang Jianfeng's head, tossing it to Zhang Can's feet, "Zhang Can, I offer you one more chance."

"Kneel and submit to me, and you can still be the Young Master of Hidden Sword Mountain."

"I don't believe that in the mighty Hidden Sword Mountain, everyone is willing to die for you."

"I can always find someone to replace you."

Hao Chengtian was the only one among the top three masters whose power was still intact. He stepped forward, "Yan Shiyin, aren't you afraid the Taihao Tribe will come for you after this?"

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Yan Shiyin looked up and laughed, "Do you really think it's still the past?"

"The Master of Mortal World has entered the Death Realm, and even Miao God's avatar has awakened."

"This is a world of great conflict where the strong prevail and the weak perish!"

"Are you still using your Jianghu ways?"

"As long as I can lead Nanli's Foundation Establishment of Great Perfection to make achievements in the Death Realm, even Miao God will shelter me!"

"Who, under Miao God, dares to touch me?"

"Whoever can lead more Ghost Face Realm to become Mystic Gates will be a hero of Nanli!"

"Taihao Tribe? Ha, what do they count for before Miao God?"

"I will trample Nanli underfoot and gather Nanli's strength to contend in the Death Realm!"

Hao Chengtian continued, "But your actions will bring ruin to all of Nanli, won't they?"

Yan Shiyin suddenly turned and said, "Hao Chengtian, let me ask you, do you remember that 18 years ago, a little boy went through many hardships just to see you, just to ask you one thing?"

Hao Chengtian carefully looked at Yan Shiyin, unexpectedly found that apart from the double pupils, he looked remarkably similar to that little boy.

Hao Chengtian sighed, "So it was you."

Yan Shiyin said, "Back then, you completely ignored why I was there and simply brushed me off."

"You don't know the pain I've been through, so stop pretending to be sympathetic."

"Such behavior only makes people feel disgusted."

"Today, you have only two choices."

"Die or submit."

Hao Chengtian looked at Yan Shiyin and the strange little girl, recalling that incident.

The young boy claimed his sister was taken by the Great Prince and asked for aid from the always just Taihao Tribe.

He was too young then to understand; when he heard it was the Great Prince, he simply chose to dismiss it.

Now it seems that Yan Shiyin's sister, as an abnormal person, was once captured by the Great Prince and endured torment, which is why he harbored such hatred for many tribes.

Hao Chengtian awkwardly smiled, "I guess I deserve to die."

Chen Qing quietly recuperated his injuries from afar since he didn't have a heart, his injuries weren't as severe.

This Yan Shiyin was indeed quite a character, starting from the ordinary, establishing merits with just a blade, and gaining so many Foundation Establishment followers.

He actually admired Yan Shiyin, except his methods weren't exactly noble.

However, in such tumultuous times, who still talks about noble methods?

On this day, Chen Qing truly experienced what chaos meant.

Hao Chengtian stepped forward, "Yan Shiyin, although Zhang Can and Qingxu are both severely injured, I am still unscathed!"

"You may not necessarily succeed in capturing my Taihao Tribe."

Yan Shiyin coldly retorted, "Then let's give it a try."

With a loud shout, "Sword Rain!"

All around, six hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators threw their long swords, controlling the flying swords toward Hao Chengtian.

In an instant, the 'Sword Rain' came down like locusts.

Hao Chengtian immediately waved both hands, spreading a golden True Fire Purgatory around him, shielding himself from the flying swords.

But these flying swords weren't like Zhang Can's Sword Qi; each was unleashed by a Foundation Establishment with all their might!

With six hundred flying swords attacking, Hao Chengtian's True Fire Purgatory was shaking violently.

Seeing that he wouldn't last long, Chen Qing propped himself up.

Just as he was about to act, he saw Yan Shiyin draw his sword and slash at the True Fire Purgatory, the sword light cleaving through it, causing a trickle of blood to appear at the corner of Hao Chengtian's mouth.

"Foundation Establishment late stage?"

Hao Chengtian couldn't help but regard Yan Shiyin seriously; this person's strength and talent were definitely on par with his, and even his cultivation was higher, now coming with six hundred Foundation Establishments.

One could almost say there was no chance of victory.

Chen Qing was about to act when he saw Yu Chengfeng leading a city full of Foundation Establishments, forming a barrier in front of him and Hao Chengtian, "Protector and Young Master, quickly leave; we will hold them off!"

Chen Qing shouted, "Where is the Golden Crow?"

Yu Chengfeng pointed afar, and following his direction, Chen Qing saw the Golden Crow entangled with a majestic White Tiger.

The White Tiger was extremely fierce, emitting strong winds all over, with each paw swipe causing the Golden Crow to lose more feathers.

Even the Golden Crow was tied down; it seemed difficult to escape today.

This was a game of death premeditated by Yan Shiyin.

First, using the little girl to provoke a challenge, waiting until both he and Zhang Can were exhausted, then coming in to clean up the mess.

He needed to be more cautious in the future.

Chen Qing walked toward Zhang Can, casually deflecting three flying swords and carrying Zhang Can on his back.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxu, today's events have stirred a competitive spirit in both you and me, I don't blame you."

Chen Qing nodded, "I know, but now I must take you away."

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