Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning-Chapter 95: Dissolving Hatred

Outside Xuanji Valley!

There’s someone running wildly, a tall figure with a sword slung over the shoulder, a sword that is seven feet long.

Naturally, this is the Qilin Swordsman.

After leaving Xuanji Cave, he avoided the sight of Jianghu people and left Xuanji Valley.

Inside of Xuanji Valley, it was in complete chaos, naturally, no one noticed him.

At this moment, he suddenly leaped up, stopping on a tree branch.

Reaching into his bosom, he took out that small box, his expression somewhat troubled.

"This matter has escalated, initially I just didn’t want the Youquan Sect to succeed, to prevent further conflicts. How did it end up involving this Mysterious Mechanism... It’s just that I don’t know whether it’s real or fake.

If it’s fake, let it be, I could still scheme something using the old trick.

But if it’s real...

Wouldn’t that be inadvertently aiding the enemy?"

As his thoughts spun, he was about to open the Brocade Box to verify its authenticity, but suddenly he frowned, and in a flash, he stashed the Brocade Box back into his bosom.

Turning his head, a figure emerged from a distance, already close at hand.

This person was dressed shabbily, not young, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

Just like a beggar one could see at any time on the streets.

Pausing, he looked up at the Qilin Swordsman and sneered coldly: "Youngster, we meet again."

"...Your spirit just won’t disperse."

The Qilin Swordsman wasn’t too surprised; since the night he led this Old Man Shihen away from Su Mo, this man had been tracking him like a maggot attached to the bones.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t settle matters with him.

But firstly, their martial arts were closely matched, secondly, Old Man Shihen had numerous tricks, he had shaken him off several times but was always chased down again.

Lastly, Yu Lingxin had taken this into consideration, deliberately luring this man into play, using him as a live chess piece.

Once used, whether he lives or dies wasn’t much of a concern, especially since Old Man Shihen also came from a dubious background.

Such reasons combined, the two of them had been entangled incessantly, up until now.

"All you need to do is tell me, who exactly killed my disciple, and I will walk away, no longer troubling you."

As Old Man Shihen spoke, he leaned against a tree, casually opened the gourd at his waist, took a sip, and even asked Qilin Swordsman:

"Want a drink?"

"How can I drink what you’ve drunk? Isn’t it dirty?"

The Qilin Swordsman curled his lips: "You’re not young, plagued with bad health, it’s probably all because of this. Whatever goes in your mouth really should be thought over."

Knowing how sharp-tongued the Qilin Swordsman was from their long entanglement, Old Man Shihen ignored it and drank another sip, then sighed:

"I’ve roamed Jianghu for decades, and in the end, I took in such a disciple, hoping he could inherit my mantle and see me to my death. Yet, he died inexplicably.

You say, should this vengeance be pursued?"

"No."

The Qilin Swordsman spoke righteously.

"..."

Old Man Shihen’s mouth twitched: "Fine fine fine, you really are in cahoots with that person, so be it, there’s nothing left to discuss between us. Killing you, then that young guy from Ziyang Escort Agency, it still won’t escape the relationship between you two."

"Just keep boasting, if you could really kill me..."

He said this, then suddenly paused.

Old Man Shihen sneered coldly: "What if I can kill you?"

The Qilin Swordsman’s expression turned grave.

Because he saw something unbelievable.

In that moment, he didn’t know how to respond to Old Man Shihen’s words.

Old Man Shihen, well aware that despite his young age, the Qilin Swordsman’s martial arts were evenly matched with his own, not a character to be underestimated.

Instantly, his expression darkened slightly: "What trick are you trying to pull now? What scheme are you plotting?"

The Qilin Swordsman seemed to have just recovered his senses, and looked thoughtfully at Old Man Shihen:

"Let me ask you, how is your martial arts?"

"...Nonsense."

Old Man Shihen’s expression darkened, feeling that the Qilin Swordsman was increasingly evasive.

"And how does that compare to me?"

Yet, the Qilin Swordsman remained adamant.

"...You know very well."

"Then let’s just say we are rather comparable. If we need to be specific, perhaps I’m slightly superior."

"...Hmph, shameless."

"Then let me ask you, with our level of martial arts, would you notice if someone approached nearby?"

Old Man Shihen initially didn’t take it seriously, but upon closer thought, a sneer crept onto his lips: "Are you implying that at this moment, someone is standing behind me? We have been entangled for more than a month, during which you used every trick up your sleeve. Now it seems you’re out of tricks, and yet you come up with such absurd words?"

The Qilin Swordsman sighed, "I too find it quite absurd, or rather... unbelievable."

"?"

Old Man Shihen was slightly stunned, when suddenly he heard a cold voice from behind:

"Who did you just say you wanted to kill?"

That voice, as if emerging from the Nine Netherworld, instantly penetrated his heart.

A chilling sensation surged up, freezing Old Man Shihen on the spot.

Someone was really there behind him!

Impossible!

"It really is possible."

As if seeing through Old Man Shihen’s thoughts, the Qilin Swordsman sighed again. He clearly saw a black-clad person, whose entire figure was concealed except for a pair of eyes emitting a stern light.

"You haven’t answered my question yet."

The black-clad man spoke again, each word struck like a heavy hammer, hitting directly at Old Man Shihen’s heart.

Old Man Shihen could only raise his hand, pointing at the Qilin Swordsman: "Him!"

"And?"

"The kid from Ziyang Escort Agency."

"Do you have a grudge against them?"

"A grudge of killing my disciple, irreconcilable!"

"Not necessarily."

"..."

Old Man Shihen was stunned: "What do you mean by that?"

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"How can it be resolved?"

"When a person dies, the grudge ends. If you die, naturally the grudge disappears too."

"You!"

Old Man Shihen abruptly turned, his staff raised and forming a myriad of heavy shadows. Although he wielded a staff, he used a blade technique, instantly spreading a murderous aura in all directions.

Ordinary people would shudder under this killing intent.

However, the person behind him seemed indifferent, and with a single hand reaching out, he had already penetrated through the heavy staff shadows.

It wasn’t that his technique was exquisite, but that he disregarded the staff altogether.

The staff, however, could not ignore him, thus it snapped with a crack.

Following this sound, the black-clad man’s hand was already locked around Old Man Shihen’s neck.

Old Man Shihen’s eyes flickered in shock: "Jinghong Fenguang... you are..."

Before he could finish, a snapping sound came from his neck, his head tilted, and he instantly lay still.

The Qilin Swordsman gasped, what a disaster, the chess piece of Yu Lingxin is gone, where to find another one now?

Unexpectedly, the black-clad person suddenly looked up:

"Seven Feet Mysterious Light Sword, Yu Family, truly long-lost."

The Qilin Swordsman was taken aback: "How could the Seven Feet Mysterious Light Sword make one think of the Yu Family?"

"What do you think..."

The Qilin Swordsman’s eyes flickered uncertainly, suddenly seeming to realize something, his complexion drastically changed:

"Is it you!?"