Chapter 239: Chapter 238: Celestial Centipede
Yann Xiangyang’s jaw dropped. "My heavens, it’s Wen Qingye! He hasn’t left!"
The Seventh Young Master’s eyes flashed with a fanatical light. "Wen Qingye is here! He actually showed up!"
"The Exotic Treasure!"
At that moment, Wenren Xiao, Lin Zijun, Zhou Yuling... everyone turned to stare at the figure walking slowly toward them. The area fell unnervingly silent.
"Is that Wen Qingye? The peerless genius of the Celestial Martial Country?"
"What is he doing? Is he here looking for a death wish?"
"Heavens, he’s got some nerve, appearing before everyone while carrying the Exotic Treasure."
With Wen Qingye’s appearance, a commotion erupted before the Water Curtains of the Sixteen Countries. The roar from the crowds was deafening, like a volcano erupting, as countless pairs of eyes fixed on the sudden arrival.
The people from the Celestial Martial Country, the Divine Wind Country, the Yuqi Kingdom, the Sang Country, the Snow Country... all of the Sixteen Countries were utterly shocked and filled with disbelief.
.....
"Wen Qingye!?" Wenren Xiao stared at Wen Qingye, his face alight with undisguised joy. "Hand over the Exotic Treasure, and I’ll spare your life."
In the distance, Luo Xue, the Seventh Young Master, and Tong Tian all felt their hearts tremble at the sight of Wen Qingye. ’Wen Qingye is here, which means... the Exotic Treasure is here too!’
Wen Qingye looked at the crowd with cold eyes. "Today, I’m taking the Array Disc. And I’m taking your lives, too!"
I’m taking the Array Disc. And I’m taking your lives, too!
Wen Qingye’s words resonated with power, echoing in the silence. Everyone exchanged glances. ’Did he say... *your* lives?’
Tong Tian glared at Wen Qingye, his eyes as cold as a viper’s. "Wen Qingye, let’s see if you have the skill for that."
Even more than Wenren Xiao, Tong Tian wanted Wen Qingye dead. This was about the enmity between their countries, as well as his own personal grudge. He had sworn to kill Wen Qingye, and he intended to make good on his word.
Everyone present stared at Wen Qingye, their eyes blazing with greed.
When Yann Chuxue saw Wen Qingye appear, her brow furrowed slightly. She took a few steps back, no longer intending to fish in troubled waters for the Array Disc.
It all happened in a flash.
WHOOSH!
Suddenly, Wen Qingye moved. He was like a bolt of lightning—no, he was faster than lightning, and utterly silent.
"First one."
Wen Qingye’s cold voice rang in everyone’s ears.
THUD!
By the time everyone snapped back to reality, Wen Qingye was standing behind Tong Tian, holding the very Array Disc Tong Tian had just acquired. Tong Tian’s eyes were wide, a hint of his earlier coldness still lingering, but the light within them had already faded.
THUMP!
Dust flew up from the ground. The area was dead silent.
Wen Qingye had struck with his full power. Caught completely off guard and having underestimated his foe, Tong Tian was slain in a single blow.
A long moment passed in utter silence.
Wenren Xiao felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest. In that single sword strike from Wen Qingye, he had sensed danger, terror, and death itself.
Zhou Yuling’s mouth hung open, her heart reeling in shock. ’Wen Qingye’s strength has grown this much in just a few days? It’s terrifying!’
「In the Imperial City of the Divine Wind Country」
The crowd was silent, their hearts pounding as if struck by a heavy hammer. Every face was grim.
"Wen Qingye of the Celestial Martial Country... he’s that strong?"
"Wen Qingye... so that’s his name, Wen Qingye."
"Is the Celestial Martial Country going to rise? Why would such a monstrous talent appear there?"
Luu Fangliang stared at the Water Curtain with cold eyes, then tightened his grip on his spear. He turned and walked directly toward the Divine Wind Country’s Left General’s Mansion.
......
It was only when Wen Qingye started walking toward Luo Xue and the Seventh Young Master that the crowd snapped out of their stupor.
’Is he going to...?’
The Seventh Young Master watched the expressionless Wen Qingye walk toward him. Panicked, he quickly shouted, "Wen Qingye, I am the son of the Grand General of Hua Country! What do you think you’re doing?"
"Kill you."
Wen Qingye’s Body Technique was unbelievably fast. In the instant the crowd gasped, he was already in front of the Seventh Young Master.
A cold light flashed, and blood sprayed into the air.
GURGLE!
The Seventh Young Master reached a hand toward Wen Qingye, but the gesture was feeble and useless.
Wen Qingye’s sword was simply too fast—so fast that no one could react in time.
When Luo Xue saw Wen Qingye run the Seventh Young Master through with his sword, she felt her heart leap into her throat. "Wen... Wen Qingye, I’m Guann Xuan’s..."
As Luo Xue spoke, she flicked a cloud of black powder from her sleeve. It drifted in the air, shimmering with specks of silver.
"Then you deserve to die even more!" Wen Qingye’s eyes turned icy. With a sharp wave of his hand, he dispersed the cloud of black powder.
"Poison Technique?"
"Luo Xue is an expert with poisons!"
"So the people from Heng Country and Bailin Country were killed by Luo Xue!"
At this moment, seeing Luo Xue in action, the onlookers had a sudden realization and everything became clear.
The people from those two countries had died at Luo Xue’s hands. The poison in Guann Xuan’s body also made perfect sense now. It seemed this was all part of a scheme hatched by Luo Xue and the Seventh Young Master.
Seeing that her poison had no effect, Luo Xue gritted her teeth and asked, "Wen Qingye, why do you want to kill me?"
"You know very well why," Wen Qingye said, his face a mask.
Luo Xue frowned. "Is it because of Guann Xuan?"
"It’s time for you to die."
Wen Qingye’s sword slashed swiftly toward Luo Xue. Her face drained of color as she quickly reached out to grab a woman from Snow Country standing beside her.
Wen Qingye sneered, and his sword sped up.
"I wasn’t the one who poisoned Guann Xuan! He knew it himself!" Luo Xue shrieked, squeezing her eyes shut.
SCHING!
The flashing sword suddenly stopped, its tip hovering just before Luo Xue’s pale neck.
"Explain."
Wen Qingye commanded, his eyes cold as he stared at Luo Xue.
Seeing Wen Qingye retract his sword, Luo Xue desperately gasped for air, then hurriedly explained, "It... It was someone from the Dayan Dynasty, a man named Yu! We ran into him in Shangyou Country and got into a dispute. That man was incredibly powerful. He didn’t kill us, but he poisoned Guann Xuan. It’s a latent poison with no cure, because he used a Celestial Centipede. Guann Xuan knew his own death was certain."
’The Dayan Dynasty, leader of the Four Great Ancient Countries under the Celestial Profound Sect... the poison came from someone from the Dayan Dynasty?’
As Luo Xue spoke, she seemed to drift off, her mind replaying a memory: Guann Xuan’s heroic spirit from that day, the Daughter Red Wine that had long since vanished like smoke. In an instant, it all shattered and disappeared into the vast emptiness.
"Celestial Centipede? Yu?" Wen Qingye’s brows knitted together, a cold glint in his eyes. In this vast world, there were countless bizarre poisons, but the ones he himself would have trouble identifying could be counted on one hand. The Celestial Centipede was one of them. ’But I find it hard to believe that this ’Yu’ character would actually possess a Celestial Centipede.’
Seeing Wen Qingye lost in thought, Luo Xue saw her chance and was about to bolt.
SSSST—!
Luo Xue froze, her eyes wide with disbelief.
’This sword!’
’So fast!’
Luo Xue’s body slowly slumped to the ground. Wen Qingye silently glanced at the two corpses before sheathing his sword.
