I Seriously Didn't Want to Be the Martial Alliance Leader

Chapter 51: Chapter 50: Capital

In the blink of an eye, of the Four Ghosts of Yin Mountain, two were dead, one was crippled, and one was gravely wounded.

This was something Qin Honglian could not accept.

The five of them had roamed the lands of Youning freely, and even the pursuits of the Sun-piercing Alliance had failed to stop them. Who would have thought that today, they would fall at the hands of a nobody!

Chen Yuan retracted his Killing Intent Origin, suppressing the churning Blood Fiend Qi.

He could currently only guarantee that using Blood Fiend Power for up to thirty breaths would have no side effects. He could suppress the Blood Fiend and not lose control for up to a hundred breaths.

Although the series of attacks just now had been varied, it had only taken a little over thirty breaths.

Even though he had exceeded the time by a few breaths, it had almost no effect on Chen Yuan.

’It seems my previous estimate of thirty breaths was too conservative.’

’Given my body’s resilience, I can last even longer in actual combat.’

Chen Yuan looked at Qin Honglian and Han Gang and said flatly, "I’ll return your earlier words to you. If you end yourselves now, I can leave you with intact corpses."

Han Gang roared and charged madly at Chen Yuan, his Qi Blood burning. At the same time, he yelled at Qin Honglian behind him, "Run! Run! Get back to Miaojiang alive!"

Qin Honglian’s eyes were bloodshot. She hadn’t seemed to expect that Han Gang would fight to the death to cover her escape.

After a moment’s hesitation, Qin Honglian gritted her teeth, turned, and fled.

Han Gang was already a spent force. The Secret Technique he used to burn his Qi Blood wasn’t advanced; it burned too quickly and didn’t grant him that much power in return.

Even without using his Blood Fiend Power, Chen Yuan could match him in strength.

"Tsk, tsk. I didn’t expect a big brute like you to be so deeply in love."

Chen Yuan could tell that Han Gang’s attitude toward Qin Honglian was clearly different.

It wasn’t the camaraderie of brothers-in-arms forged through wandering the Jianghu, but a deep, affectionate love.

He had no idea what might have happened between the two.

Of course, none of that mattered. When it was time to kill, Chen Yuan would kill.

After a few moves, Han Gang’s Qi Blood was nearly depleted. The large man’s face was now pale, his strength failing.

"You die, she lives. She’ll be in pain for the rest of her life."

"Don’t worry, I’ll go kill her next and let you two reunite in the afterlife."

"I’m just a kind-hearted person. I can’t bear to see this kind of separation by Yin and Yang, by life and death."

Chen Yuan sighed with emotion. ’I really am a good person.’

’The Yin Mountain Five Ghosts wanted to kill me, yet I’m proactively sending them to be reunited.’

’What do you call this? A classic case of repaying evil with kindness.’

But Han Gang, provoked by Chen Yuan’s words, his eyes turning crimson, let out a furious roar and lunged at him.

A graceful flash of his saber streaked past, and Han Gang’s massive head flew into the air.

However, there was little blood left to flow from the corpse; almost all of it had been burned away.

Chen Yuan’s figure blurred as he chased straight after Qin Honglian.

He had promised to let them reunite in the afterlife. Chen Yuan couldn’t go back on his word.

Qin Honglian was currently sprinting madly deeper into the Sealed Demon Valley, her eyes red with fear and heartache.

Back then, when Han Gang had been gravely injured in a bloody battle, she had saved him with a Poisonous Insect and invited him to join the Yin Mountain Five Ghosts.

She also knew that, from that day on, Han Gang had held a special affection for her.

It was just that Han Gang was clumsy with words and somewhat cowardly when it came to romance, so he had never confessed his feelings.

But normally, Han Gang would only listen to her, not even to Elder Qi’s Dao.

He would shield her in battle, and help her kill people for Refining Gu during cultivation.

Qin Honglian knew all of this, but she had been hurt by love back in Miaojiang and was unwilling to trust in romance ever again in this life.

So she had turned a blind eye to Han Gang’s devotion, even deliberately avoiding it.

She just never thought that the words he could never say would now never have the chance to be said in this lifetime.

"You really are heartless. That big oaf was willing to die for you, and you actually ran?"

Qin Honglian turned to see that Chen Yuan had already caught up.

She was a Miaojiang Gu Master, not proficient in Lightweight Skills, and her explosive speed was weak.

Chen Yuan’s Inner Strength was profound. Relying on his physical power alone, his speed far surpassed hers.

"If I had died before him, he would have truly been unable to rest in peace!"

As she fled, Qin Honglian pleaded, "It wasn’t us who wanted to kill you! It was Wei Guangming, the Sect Leader of the Iron Armor Sect!"

"I know Wei Guangming wants to kill me, but that has nothing to do with me killing you."

Chen Yuan said coolly, "In the Jianghu, there are only two outcomes: life or death."

"From the moment you made your move, it became a matter of you or me. For you to beg for mercy now is far too naive."

At first, the woman had been calm and composed as she gave commands.

But in the face of death, she wasn’t as decisive as Han Gang. In the end, she was still afraid to die.

Qin Honglian let out an angry shout and suddenly slashed her forehead with her fingers. In an instant, blood gushed out.

A Golden Cicada then crawled out from the wound on her forehead. It vibrated its wings, letting out a screech like scraping Golden Iron, and shot toward Chen Yuan like a sharp arrow.

After releasing the Golden Cicada, Qin Honglian’s face was ashen. The cicada had consumed her heart’s blood.

Qin Honglian wasn’t actually afraid of death; she just didn’t want to die now.

’The man in Miaojiang who wronged me isn’t dead yet. I haven’t gotten my revenge. How can I die just like this?’

Chen Yuan’s saber struck the Golden Cicada, and it let out a loud, metallic CLANG.

This thing was harder than most Profound Soldiers, actually able to withstand a strike from the Cyan Dragon Blood Drink.

"It’s tough, I’ll give you that. But it feeds on your vital blood. How long can it last?"

Autumn Wind Slash descended, followed by a sky full of saber shadows that fell like a torrential storm.

The tiny Golden Cicada weaved through the saber shadows, constantly being knocked back as its power was rapidly drained.

Within a few breaths, the Golden Cicada could no longer hold on. It flew back to the spot between Qin Honglian’s eyebrows to draw more of her heart’s blood.

But before it could finish drinking, Chen Yuan’s saber light fell, and Qin Honglian’s head instantly hit the ground.

Chen Yuan, however, was quite interested in the Golden Cicada.

The Miaojiang Gu Master was a major class in *Jianghu 2*. Although Chen Yuan had never played it, he had a deep understanding of it.

Some powerful Poisonous Insects could be controlled not just by Gu Masters, but also by other Martial Artists who knew the right method.

Moreover, Poisonous Insects were priceless treasures, on par with the Hidden Weapons of the Divine Strategy Pavilion and the Elixirs of Medicine King Valley.

The other Poisonous Insects on Qin Honglian looked ordinary, but this Golden Cicada was a real treasure.

Chen Yuan first poked the Golden Cicada with his scabbard, but the thing didn’t move.

’Is it dead?’

Chen Yuan probed it again with his Inner Strength and finally sensed a faint spark of life within it.

This Golden Cicada fed on Qin Honglian’s heart’s blood. It must have exhausted its Qi Blood and entered a dormant state.

Wrapping his hands in True Qi, Chen Yuan carefully picked up the Golden Cicada to observe it.

Miaojiang Gu Insects were strange, treacherous, and unpredictable. Even though he had confirmed the Golden Cicada was dormant, it was better to be cautious.

The Golden Cicada was gilded all over and had six wings, each as sharp as a razor blade. Its exquisite form made it look less like a living creature and more like a work of art.

The wings and abdomen of the Golden Cicada were engraved with dense, tiny Spells, so small they were like carvings on a grain of rice. Even with Chen Yuan’s current Realm, they were still somewhat blurry to his eyes.

At this point, Chen Yuan was certain that this Golden Cicada was not something an amateur Gu Master like Qin Honglian could have created through Refining Gu.

Her Cultivation in the Gu Dao was very average. How could she possibly refine a Poisonous Insect of this Level?

Even the way she controlled the Golden Cicada might not have been correct.

Chen Yuan searched Qin Honglian’s body and found a small, red, leather pouch.

This type of pouch was used by Gu Masters to store young Poisonous Insects. It could seal off outside auras and prevent the young insects from being affected. Almost every Gu Master had one.

Chen Yuan placed the Golden Cicada in the pouch and put it away for now, planning to study it later.

His intuition told him this Poisonous Insect was extraordinary. If he could find the right way to control it, it would definitely be a great asset.

Just then, Chen Yuan sensed several auras watching him.

He looked up, but all the auras actively retreated and scattered, indicating they had no ill intentions.

These were the other Martial Artists who had entered the Sealed Demon Valley.

Fierce battles over Spirit Pills were a common occurrence inside the Sealed Demon Valley.

However, most people would just fight a single battle; few actually fought to the death.

Someone like Chen Yuan, who went for the complete annihilation of his enemies from the start, was a rare sight in all the years of the Demon Sealing Conference.

Especially since he had killed four of the Yin Mountain Five Ghosts.

The Yin Mountain Five Ghosts were quite famous among the Loose Cultivators of the entire Youning Border region.

The five of them each had their own strengths. Working together, these four had even killed a Martial Artist of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm.

Who would have thought that the Yin Mountain Five Ghosts would fall at the Demon Sealing Conference, with four of them slaughtered directly.

Even if Elder Qi’s Dao wasn’t dead, from this day forward, the title "Yin Mountain Five Ghosts" would no longer exist in the Jianghu.

Just then, Luo the Thirteenth Lang walked over, dragging eleven heads behind him.

Besides the eight from the Iron Armor Sect, there were also the heads of Han Gang and the other two.

Fighting eight opponents at once, Luo the Thirteenth Lang was uninjured, but his Inner Strength was heavily depleted, making him seem a bit fatigued.

The onlooking Martial Artists in the distance were dumbfounded.

Not only had Chen Yuan killed four of the Yin Mountain Five Ghosts, but Luo the Thirteenth Lang had nearly wiped out the group from the Iron Armor Sect.

When did the Demon Sealing Conference get so dangerous?

These Martial Artists didn’t dare to linger and immediately turned to leave.

They couldn’t afford to provoke these two god-like killers.

"Why did you bring all these heads over?"

Chen Yuan was a bit surprised.

He hadn’t heard that Luo the Thirteenth Lang had such a hobby.

"To build a Capital."

Luo the Thirteenth Lang piled up the heads, building a very miniature Capital.

"My foster father said that when dealing with enemies who won’t rest until one of you is dead, you have to make them fear you, make them terrified."

"Those bastards from the Iron Armor Sect are always looking for trouble. There are still plenty of Iron Armor Sect disciples here. I’ll make a Capital to warn them."

"You really listen to your foster father."

Chen Yuan grinned.

’Luo the Thirteenth Lang bringing battlefield tactics here is honestly a bit sick.’

It was uncertain if the Iron Armor Sect members would be scared, but the Jianghu People attending the Demon Sealing Conference definitely would be.

"Brother Chen, where to now?"

Chen Yuan pointed to the deepest part of the Sealed Demon Valley and said, "The outer Array hasn’t opened yet, so we continue onward."

The two continued forward. Along the way, other Martial Artists were also heading deeper into the Sealed Demon Valley.

Some of the Martial Artists who had participated in previous Demon Sealing Conferences felt that something was strange.

In the past, the main purpose of the Demon Sealing Conference was to suppress the Demonic Qi eruption. They would slay the Corpse Monsters here, while the people from the Three Sealed Demon Races would be outside, repairing the seals and suppressing the Demonic Qi again.

But this time, they had been slaying Corpse Monsters for a long time, and had even cleared out almost all of them in this area. Why hadn’t the Three Sealed Demon Races repaired the Array yet?

The further they went, the narrower the path became.

The other Martial Artists also appeared one by one, but they all subconsciously kept their distance from Chen Yuan and Luo Lie.

This wasn’t isolation, but fear.

These two had gone on a killing spree at the Demon Sealing Conference, even building a Capital. Who wouldn’t be afraid of them?

After walking along the narrow path for a quarter of an hour, the fog ahead thinned, but it grew darker. The Demonic Qi was so dense it simply wouldn’t disperse.

A forest full of withered trees appeared before them.

These trees were pitch-black, and their texture wasn’t like wood, but more like dried flesh and blood.

In front of the forest stood a stone stele, on which was written a line of large, golden words.

’Three Extremes Venerable, sealed the demons here!’