Chapter 485 - 274: The Person in the Coffin
Chapter 485: Chapter 274: The Person in the Coffin
"Third Young Master!"
"Why is he here?"
"Outrageous, he dares to come to our Taiheng Sect!?"
The man who approached stepping on the coffin was none other than Chu Qing!
The disciples of Taiheng Sect were instantly thrown into chaos upon seeing him.
Behind Guan Changying, an Elder spoke coldly:
"Form the array, prepare to confront! Capture this arrogant scoundrel!"
"We obey!!"
The Taiheng Sect disciples on both sides gave Chu Qing no chance to speak, as their silhouettes leaped into the air.
In an instant, sword lights filled the sky, flying straight toward Chu Qing.
Suddenly, there was a shout, followed by a sword’s cry as clear as a singing bird, stunning everyone as it weaved through the Taiheng Sect disciples.
Caught off guard, more than a dozen swords from Taiheng Sect fell to the ground.
As for the remaining disciples, they saw Chu Qing flip his palm, chilling air swirling faintly around his forehead, philtrum, and temples, releasing a vigorous palm force in an instant.
Like a powerful wind or a giant wave.
The Taiheng Sect disciples were lifted off the ground by this palm, howling in pain as they rolled on the ground, unable to stand even a single one.
Using the palm wind of Cyan Void Palm, he exerted the palm force of the Profound Celestial Black Gold Palm.
With the experience of the Bone-Softening Palm, it all came naturally.
Everyone affected by this palm wind felt as if thousands of silver needles pierced their body simultaneously, their meridians seemingly shattering inch by inch, rendering them in unbearable pain and utterly powerless to fight again.
However, Chu Qing’s gaze wasn’t on them but turned to glance at the swordsman who had just intervened.
He appeared to be around thirty, with a wine gourd hanging at his waist... his appearance somewhat resembled Li Hanguang.
But this man was definitely not Li Hanguang.
Although his earlier strike was merely a glimpse, his sword technique was nimble and swift, like flying birds or swimming fish, entirely different from Li Hanguang’s style.
As Chu Qing looked at Tang Qianyu, Tang Qianyu was also observing Chu Qing.
His eyes were radiant:
"You are the Third Young Master?"
"And you are?"
Chu Qing was a bit puzzled, as they had no previous interactions and didn’t know each other. Why had this unexpected challenger suddenly appeared?
"Tang Qianyu of the Shaoyan Sect."
Tang Qianyu cupped his fist towards Chu Qing:
"I have long heard of the Third Young Master, a name that echoes like thunder. Meeting you today, I naturally wish to get acquainted, making it easier to seek guidance on martial arts from you in the future.
"But I didn’t expect Taiheng Sect to be so discourteous.
"For someone of the Third Young Master’s calibur to attend your sword ceremony, it’s one thing not to welcome him, but to confront him with swords?
"The hospitality of Taiheng Sect truly opens my eyes indeed."
"Tang Qianyu, you may not know."
An elderly voice interrupted, the same Ge Hong who had argued with Wen Fusheng in the Sword Pavilion that day.
He spoke solemnly:
"If it were an honorable guest visiting, our entire Taiheng Sect would welcome them with grandeur.
"Conversely, if a vile guest comes, we must prepare ourselves to make them reconsider and retreat.
"And look at this Third Young Master, today is the sword ceremony for our Young Sect Leader at Taiheng Sect, and he comes with a coffin to disrupt the event—how could he be considered an honorable guest?"
Tang Qianyu glanced at the coffin, smacking his lips, feeling confused:
"Could it be some kind of gift in the coffin?"
"Brother Tang, your insight is sharp."
Chu Qing laughed:
"Inside this coffin, indeed, is a gift, unique under heaven and earth, with no second copy to be found."
"Oh?"
Tang Qianyu’s eyes glinted with curiosity:
"Are you serious? I’m a bit curious, and tempted to help Taiheng Sect open this gift, if you would agree, Third Young Master?"
"Please go ahead, Brother Tang."
Chu Qing gestured invitingly.
Tang Qianyu, without any doubt, stepped forward to lift the coffin lid.
Then Ge Hong’s stern shout came:
"Enough!! Third Young Master, how far do you intend to mock Taiheng Sect!?
"We assert that Taiheng Sect has never affronted the Third Young Master. When he first visited, from Sect Leader Li Junmo down, all our elders came out of the Sword Pavilion to welcome the arrival of the Third Young Master.
"Hearing that you liked the Cyan Simurgh Stone Shadow, we even arranged for you to stay at the Cyan Simurgh Villa.
"After Zhao Qipeng’s death, the Sect Leader was heartbroken but knew that the Third Young Master was one of the most preeminent figures in the Martial World over the past decades. He sought your help in solving the case personally.
"During your time at our Taiheng Sect, all disciples treated you with utmost respect.
"However, not only was the mystery of Zhao Qipeng’s death unresolved, but our Sect Leader Li Junmo was also... also killed by you!!
"Over two hundred of our sect’s elders and disciples died at your hands!
"Today you remain unsatisfied and arrive with a coffin at our Young Sect Leader’s sword ceremony—is it only through exterminating our entire Taiheng Sect that you will find satisfaction?
"I truly don’t understand what grievance exists between the Third Young Master and our Taiheng Sect to warrant such extreme actions!?"
Ge Hong’s voice was mournful, carried by inner strength to reach all around, not only these before the Sword Pavilion but also those farther away watching the ceremony heard it clearly.
For a moment, the crowd boiled with turmoil.
"This Mad Saber Young Master actually killed Li Junmo?"
"Not only killed the Sect Leader but also over two hundred disciples... how ruthless can one be?"
"Does possessing great martial ability mean you can do as you please? How is this Third Young Master’s behavior different from Demon Dao?"
"Absolutely outrageous! There’s no justice like this under the Heaven!"
"Whoever can stand tall and rally, we will surely support him, rising together against this demon!!"