Episode 27: Kill!

  "Plop!" "Bang!"

  Flying in mid-air, she spat out a big mouthful of bright red blood, followed by a dull thud, and Qing Er's body heavily smashed onto the hard rocky ground more than ten meters away. In an instant, her beautiful face was covered with a layer of white frost!

  "Water Spirit Fist? This is a martial art that only the direct descendants of the Duan family have the qualifications to cultivate!" Qing Er was shocked and didn't know when she had offended such a noble family's direct descendant, and quickly looked up. However, when she saw the person in the arena, her almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise!

  In the arena, a youth wearing a blood-stained blue shirt, with an icy expression on his face, anger filling his eyebrows, and his eyes openly revealing his murderous intent, was staring straight at himself.

  "Daughter-in-law!"

  Duan Yi was the first to react, her mouth agape as she stared at the young man's face in utter disbelief. She knew more about Duan Yue than anyone else, including the fact that his only martial arts skills had been crippled over a month ago. Yet, what was happening now defied everything she thought she knew.

  He, when did he actually possess such profound cultivation? Duan Yun, who was once a pre-eminent expert, still had discerning eyes. She could clearly feel the power of Duan Yue's previous strike. The Water Spirit Technique's cultivation had at least reached the seventh level of the Post-Heaven realm, or even higher.

  Until this moment, everyone around, including that 'noble person', suddenly came back to their senses. However, just in the next second, each of their mouths opened wide simultaneously, and a look of unbelievable shock flashed through their eyes!

  Is it him? Could it really be him? How is this possible?!

  A youth of about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a head of black hair scattered behind his back, eyes like ink, and a slender build that seemed slightly thin. Except for the blue shirt stained with fresh blood, he looked no different from other boys. This young man, although he had only been in Blackstone City for just over a month, and although not many people in the Segmented House's estate had seen him, almost everyone would not feel strange to him, because he was the infamous - the first waste of the Segmented House!

  But what did they just see? Just a brief encounter, a mid-level martial artist who had reached the fourth layer of the Acquired Realm and was considered a master in their eyes, was slapped flying like a jumping flea by this infamous number one good-for-nothing of the Duan family? This...this, how is this possible? Didn't they say that this good-for-nothing young master was born unable to condense true energy into the Acquired Realm? Didn't they say that this good-for-nothing young master's only bit of cultivation had already been completely crippled over a month ago?

  At this moment, everyone feels unbelievable!

  However, the young man did not have the slightest surprise from the people around him. His eyes shone with a strange red light, emitting an extremely cold aura, and he walked step by step towards Qing'er on the ground.

  The young girl, Qing'er, was trembling all over as she lay on the ground, her chest covered in blood. Her face was filled with shock and horror as she struggled to get up, but it was no use. Duan Yue's angry palm, although weakened from the previous battle at Hei Shi Mountain Forest, still packed a devastating punch that Qing'er, a mere mid-level martial artist of the fourth layer, could not withstand. The force of the blow had left her severely injured, and with the North Ming Divine Art's Water Spirit Technique, which utilized the icy properties of water, her entire body felt as if it had been frozen solid by an intense cold energy. Even her face was covered in a fine layer of white frost, leaving her unable to move or get up.

  It's because Duan Yue's true yuan is almost depleted at this moment, and she has already achieved the fourth layer of postnatal true energy cultivation. If it were an ordinary person, they would have probably lost their soul with just one palm strike.

  "You... what do you want to do? I... I am a maid under Young Master Duan Heng's seat... You... if you dare to kill me, Young Master Duan Heng will absolutely not let you off!"

  Struggling in vain, watching Duan Yue getting closer and closer, Qing Er finally couldn't bear it anymore and loudly shouted out, her face full of fearful expression.

  "Dare not? Is it?"

  Duan Yue looked down at the trembling Qing Er and smiled slightly: "You didn't mention Duan Heng, that's fine. But since you did, I have to remind you of something - not just Duan Heng, that good-for-nothing, but even his father Duan Jinbei, I won't take them seriously either. So, your threats are useless against me."

  The words had just fallen, and Duan Yue's eyes flashed with a cold light. Before Qing Er could react, he raised his hand and struck down with a palm, unleashing a burst of true energy that slammed into her body with a loud "thud". The force was so great that it sent her flying out several feet away, slamming her to the ground with incredible force.

  His face was filled with painful expressions, his mouth opened wide, but not a single mournful cry came out, only large mouthfuls of bright red blood continuously spurted out.

  Duan Yue slowly walked forward, his face still wearing a smile, but in the eyes of Qing Er and the surrounding crowd, he looked like a devil.

  "Don't dare?!" Duan Yue sneered, spitting out a sentence: "Do you still think I don't dare now?" As he spoke, he made another move, and with one palm, he sent Qing'er flying out.

  Bang!

  He fell heavily more than ten meters away, stirring up a cloud of mud and dust. Qing Er's whole body was trembling uncontrollably, without even the strength to open his mouth, but fresh blood continued to flow out amidst his weak moans.

  At this moment, everyone present was stunned, except for the sound of gurgling water, only Qing'er's painful moans were left. Staring blankly at the almost cruel scene in front of him, the timid ones had already covered their mouths, and one by one, they looked at Duan Yue with eyes that gradually changed from initial disbelief and shock to now terror and fear.

  Duan Yue's face wore a devilish smile as he slowly closed in again, his hand raised for another slap that sent Qing Er flying into the air once more.

  "How dare I? What is there for me to dare?"

  A nearly beast-like howl burst from his mouth, the smile on Duan Yue's face vanished, replaced by an inexplicable madness. With a lift of his hand, a long sword appeared in his left hand, its scabbard still attached. His right hand curled into a claw, grasping the hilt, and with a sudden jerk, he drew it out.

  "Hmph——Pffft——"

  A cold sword light flashed, in the middle of the air like a sudden rainbow piercing through, bringing up a cluster of deep red blood flying out, under the sunset, it was so gorgeous.

  Bang!

  Qing Er's body split in two, weakly falling to the ground, fresh blood gushing out, dyeing the ground red...

  "Don't worry, on the road to the underworld, you won't be lonely. It won't take long before I'll send Duan Heng Shao Ye and his old man down to accompany you..."

  Duan Yue slowly pulled out a white cloth from his bosom, gently wiping away the bloodstains on the sword blade. The madness on his face had vanished, replaced by the same smile as before. He lowered his head to glance at Qing Er's corpse on the ground, and muttered an almost inaudible sigh...

  Quiet!

  Silence!

  Dead silence!

  It seems that even breathing has slowed down unknowingly, at this moment, everyone is keeping an absolute silence in an unusual way, not daring to make a single sound.

  Everyone was thoroughly shocked by Duan Yue's nearly cruel killing method, and they stared blankly at Duan Yue's back, fear, like a shadow, slowly magnifying in their eyes, magnifying again and again, until it occupied their entire body and mind...

  Duan Yue's face wore a faint smile, slowly turning his head back, like a deep pool of water, an ancient well without ripples, calm and peaceful eyes, gently turned towards the 'Honorable Manager'...

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