Alas, death it is then...
Watching Cui Jiu close his eyes, preparing for death, Ye Cangtian's face once again showed a peculiar smile. "Little bug," he said, "life is precious, you must cherish it. You still have ambitions yet to fulfill! Why speak of death so readily..."
"Damn it, you're ruthless! I surrender!"
Listening to Ye Cangtian's incessant babbling, Cui Jiu felt utterly broken. He raised his long sword, turned its tip, and plunged it directly into his own heart. The movement was fluid, without any reservation, and utterly resolute.
"Alas! The peerless monks in the television dramas did not deceive me!"
"Indeed, persuading people to do good is harder than killing them!"
Ye Cangtian did not stop Cui Jiu from committing suicide. He merely lowered Cui Jiu and muttered to himself. At this moment, Cui Jiu smiled, knowing he would finally find release.
"You think I won't find your lair this way?"
"You think you'll be freed like this?"
"Don't forget, in the underworld, there's also the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who eternally guards hell! Once you get there, you'll still be enlightened..."
Ye Cangtian chuckled. If the other party hadn't shown a smile of release, he wouldn't have bothered. But the other party actually smiled, wasn't that slapping his face? Could he let the other party die so easily?
*Pfft!*
Hearing Ye Cangtian's words, Cui Jiu spat out blood, his breath ceasing.
"Damn it, that's too shameless."
"He was angered to death, what a ruthless man..."
The injured outside the pavilion all looked at Ye Cangtian strangely. Ye Cangtian, however, paid them no mind. He slowly walked out of the pavilion, his gaze sweeping over Cui Jiu's subordinates. With a smile, he said, "Gentlemen, it's your turn. Are you ready to turn back from the brink?"
Run!
Seeing Cui Jiu angered to death, and their turn coming again, the small followers' faces were instantly filled with fear. Without a word, they scattered in all directions. They didn't want to suffer that fate. Now that they were fleeing together, their chances of survival were not small. After all, the other party was only one person, and it was likely impossible to capture all of them...
"Alas! You cannot be taught!"
Ye Cangtian shook his head helplessly, not rushing to pursue. He then walked up to the injured.
"Everyone, congratulations on being saved."
"No need to thank me, and no need to ask my identity. I always do good deeds without leaving my name..."
Ye Cangtian grinned. He was indeed someone who did good deeds without seeking reward, and not leaving his name now was not just a pretense. Today's events were merely a result of his playful whim. Thinking about it now, he found it hard to accept. If this got out, he would lose face terribly. Hence, he decided not to leave his name.
"Since that's the case, brother, we'll be going now. Perhaps we'll meet again if fate allows."
"If you ever need our help in the future, please let us know..."
After hearing Ye Cangtian's words, the injured hurriedly put on polite smiles. They quickly clasped their hands in farewell and fled the scene as if they had seen a ghost...
I saved you, and you're running away so quickly? Is this how one treats their savior? Not giving me any face at all, what a bunch of ungrateful wretches!
Watching these bound and injured individuals leave as if avoiding a plague, Ye Cangtian snorted displeasantly.
"Can you stop rambling!"
"I want to slap you, you're so annoying!"
"It's late at night, can't you let me sleep properly..."
Just then, a woman's voice suddenly echoed in his mind. It was Jin Yezi. She had been speechless at Ye Cangtian's actions. She thought that once the matter here was resolved, everything would be over. However, Ye Cangtian's endless chatter had become unbearable, and she finally erupted.
"Is that Miss Yezi?"
"Oh my, you've finally spoken, it's been so hard."
"Is Miss Yezi available now? Do you want to show yourself, so we can communicate our feelings?"
Jin Yezi's voice caused Ye Cangtian to pause briefly before erupting with ecstatic joy. He hadn't expected this method to draw her out. He had originally intended to follow the fleeing members of the Black Wind Sect, but now that Jin Yezi had appeared, those people were no longer important; he could deal with them later.
"Get lost, I don't have time for you!"
"If you spout any more nonsense, I'll immediately find someone else to acknowledge as my master!"
Jin Yezi gave Ye Cangtian no face, coldly dropping a sentence.
"No, no, no..."
"If you don't like it, I'll shut up, alright!"
With those words, Ye Cangtian instantly became obedient. Losing the Heart of the Ruins, which he had obtained through so much hardship, to someone else would be a huge loss!
The next moment, Ye Cangtian tried to contact Jin Yezi again, but received no response. He dared not bother her further, so he could only disappear into the dark night.
...
Changyang City, a luxurious courtyard.
Figures, taking advantage of the night, darted into the courtyard from all directions.
"Report! Hall Master, Cui Jiu's men have returned."
At this moment, a figure knelt before the main room door and reported.
"Have Cui Jiu come see me immediately!" a voice came from within the room.
"Cui Jiu did not return, he is dead..." the person replied.
"What!"
"Cui Yi, just call anyone, I need to know the specifics!"
"Wait."
The old man's voice had just fallen when he seemed to recall something and quickly called out to Cui Yi outside the door. He realized a very serious problem: Cui Jiu was dead, but these subordinates were still alive. It was likely that the enemy had followed these subordinates here. If this place were exposed, it could suffer a devastating attack. Thinking of this, the old man quickly said, "Cui Yi, quickly have them leave, disperse! No one is to return without my command!"
"Yes..."
Cui Yi, without hesitation, responded and turned to leave. However, the moment he turned, the courtyard gate opened, and a white figure slowly walked in. It was a man, with a faint smile on his face. Most importantly, the members of the Ninth Squad who had just returned to the courtyard, upon seeing this person, repeatedly retreated, their faces filled with terror, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Who are you, coming here in the middle of the night, what is your purpose!" Cui Yi questioned with a sinister gaze.
"Heh heh, little bug, your brain is really not sharp!"
"They are all so scared, and you haven't thought of anything?"
"Why ask such a foolish question!"
Ye Cangtian smiled and looked at Cui Yi, then pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.
"Seeking death!"
Cui Yi roared, drawing his long sword. But before he could make a move, the old man's voice came from inside the room.
"Stop!"
The next moment, the lights in the room came on, and the door slowly opened. An old man, with a grim expression, walked out. His aged eyes scanned Ye Cangtian for a long time before he spoke, "Young man, who are you? Why did you destroy my Ninth Squad?"
"Heh heh, old fellow, you're not quite accurate."
"The Ninth Squad, I didn't kill anyone. Cui Jiu committed suicide! If you don't believe me, you can ask these subordinates."
"By the way, who are you?"
Ye Cangtian chuckled and asked. The surrounding members of the Ninth Squad nodded cooperatively. At that time, the opponent had the opportunity to eliminate Cui Jiu, but before he could make a move, Cui Jiu committed suicide. Just thinking about that scene sent chills down their spines.
"Hmm? What's going on?"
Seeing the Ninth Squad members nodding, the old man's brow furrowed instantly. He truly did not know what had happened. The next moment, his gaze fell upon Ye Cangtian, and he said, "This old man is Cui Fengxi, the Fourth Hall Master of the Black Wind Sect!" Since the other party already knew Cui Jiu's identity, he presumed they knew this was a Black Wind Sect stronghold, and there was no need for him to conceal anything further.