God of Pets

Chapter 267 A Gale Sweeps Away Fallen Leaves

Chen Guan snapped out of his daze and went to look at Duan Shulin and Qin Ziyu.

Duan Shulin came over with a smile, gave Chen Guan a thumbs up and said, "Old Guan, you're really going to be invincible among your peers. No wonder even Jiang Qiemo couldn't beat you."

Chen Guan was about to boast a bit, but when he saw Qin Ziyu standing there motionless, something seemed off.

"Qin Ziyu..." Chen Guan called out, but Qin Ziyu did not answer him.

Duan Shulin also sensed something was wrong and turned to look at Qin Ziyu.

Qin Ziyu stood there, his eyes fixed on something, as if he were staring at something, but also as if he wasn't looking at anything at all, as if he had no focus.

"What's wrong with him?" Duan Shulin asked with a strange expression.

Chen Guan shook his head. He didn't know what was wrong with Qin Ziyu either, but he felt a sense of familiarity with him.

"The ultimate of the limitless... Is Qin Ziyu about to enter the ultimate state of the limitless again...?" Chen Guan stopped Duan Shulin from going over and looked at Qin Ziyu, thinking to himself.

"I want to fight." Qin Ziyu's unfocused gaze finally found its focus, which ultimately landed on Chen Guan's face.

"Uh!" Chen Guan was secretly delighted.

I was just thinking I could practice my skills in real combat, and here comes this opportunity.

Just as he was thinking of going over to Qin Ziyu to practice his secret techniques, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves.

Turning around, they saw that the newcomers were Wang Lian and Qin Qiu, the "Nine Moons of the Mortal World." Each of them was riding a black horse, but these black horses were clearly not ordinary pets. Clouds swirled between their hooves, and they galloped as if riding on clouds.

Chen Guan was somewhat surprised. The path they chose to descend the mountain was not the main road, precisely to avoid other people.

"I don't know how Shang Ziyi found us. Why are Wang Lian and Qin Qiu also coming this way? Are they here to cause trouble too?" As Chen Guan was pondering this, the two riders approached and slowed down, stopping about three meters away from them.

"Do you know her?" Qin Qiu asked Wang Lian.

“I have two old friends who teamed up with me when we first entered the secret realm,” Wang Lian said with a smile.

Qin Qiu's gaze swept across the three faces, finally landing on Qin Ziyu's face: "I thought it was someone else, but it turns out to be this unlucky coffin. What bad luck."

Chen Guan was taken aback. Although Qin Qiu did not name names, his words were clearly referring to Qin Ziyu. It turned out that he knew Qin Ziyu.

When Qin Qiu said that Qin Ziyu was a "coffin boy," Chen Guan didn't quite understand, as he didn't know what a "coffin boy" meant.

Qin Ziyu had been staring at Chen Guan and hadn't looked at the newcomer, but upon hearing Qin Qiu's words, he turned around and looked at Qin Qiu, who was riding on horseback.

"Say it again." Qin Ziyu, a man as gentle and refined as jade, was now as cold as ice as he stared at Qin Qiu.

"Even if I say it a thousand times, it's still the same: an unlucky coffin." Qin Qiu emphasized the last few words, uttering each one carefully.

Anger rose on Qin Ziyu's face, and in an instant, purple and blue colors surged as he drew his sword and thrust it towards Qin Qiu.

Purple and cyan energies coiled around the sword like two true dragons, transforming into an incredibly powerful sword light after leaving the tip, instantly reaching Qin Qiu. Qin Qiu sat upright on his horse, watching the sword light approach. With a casual flick of his wrist, the energy on his sleeve surged, directly shattering Qin Ziyu's almost indestructible sword light into pieces like trash.

Qin Ziyu and his entire body were shaken back several steps by the violent, hurricane-like energy, and he only managed to steady himself by using his sword to support his weight.

Chen Guan was somewhat surprised. Although Qin Ziyu was only at the second awakening level, the sword light transformed from his Purple and Green Two Qi Profound Technique was incredibly powerful, with destructive force that was among the best in its class.

Qin Qiu actually shattered it with just a flick of his wrist, relying solely on his vital energy. This Qin Qiu truly lives up to his reputation; he's quite strong.

Blood seeped from the corner of Qin Ziyu's mouth, clearly indicating that this single blow had injured his internal organs. The force of that flick was even more terrifying than he had imagined, as it had actually caused damage that penetrated his body.

"It's a real waste that the Purple and Green Qi Mystic Art has fallen into your hands," Qin Qiu mocked.

Qin Ziyu remained silent, his entire demeanor becoming as serene as a mountain, seemingly capable of encompassing all the storms of the world. Time is but fleeting smoke; looking back three thousand years later, only the mountains remain eternal amidst the vicissitudes of life.

Unmoved by Qin Qiu's words, Qin Ziyu drew his sword again. The purple and blue sword energies intertwined and merged into one, transforming into a composite color that was neither blue nor purple, yet resembled both.

Qin Ziyu finally entered the state of Wuji once again, merging the purple and green energies into one.

When Chen saw the authentic version of Wuji Zhiji, he was amazed. The authentic version looked much more powerful than his own.

As Qin Ziyu, who was now one with his sword, thrust forward again, Qin Qiu remained seated on his horse, like an emperor surveying the battlefield, or a god looking down on all living beings.

With just a flick of his sleeve, Qin Qiu once again shattered the sword light formed by the Purple and Green Divine Art, one of the most destructive secret techniques in the world.

Even in his ultimate state of Wuji, Qin Ziyu was still unable to withstand the violent flow of Yuan Qi. His body was swept away like a falling leaf for more than ten meters, and the sword in his hand flew out of his grasp.

Chen Guan flashed forward, arriving first despite being behind, and placed his hands on Qin Ziyu's back, forcefully dissipating the force from his body. His legs plowed two deep furrows in the ground before he finally stopped.

After Qin Ziyu landed, although he was still able to stand, he was in a state of shock and had to forcefully swallow back the mouthful of blood that was about to come out of his mouth.

The absolute power and level of suppression made it difficult for Qin Ziyu, who had entered the ultimate state of Wuji, to break through the opponent's overwhelming power, and he was forcibly suppressed.

"Coffin Boy, you're not qualified to be my opponent. Get through the Qin King's Formation first." After saying that, Qin Qiu glanced at Chen Guan again: "Being with such an unlucky person will probably lead to a miserable future and a bad end."

After saying that, Qin Qiu and Wang Lian rode off together down the mountain.

"I will break through the Qin King's Formation." Qin Ziyu said softly to Qin Qiu's back, and then he could no longer hold back and spat out blood.

Duan Shulin exclaimed in astonishment, "Is that Qin Qiu's self-created composite secret technique, 'Wild Wind Sweeps Away Fallen Leaves'? It's truly terrifying. No wonder he was able to break into the top ten on the Tiger List at such a young age."

Chen Guan quickly took out a pill and gave it to Qin Ziyu. He didn't think Qin Ziyu was really that bad; it was just that their levels were too far apart.

If Qin Ziyu were also level 30, he might be able to fight Qin Qiu.

Qin Qiu acted as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing with Wang Lian. However, he seemed to glance casually at the inside of his sleeve, where there was a small hole, which made a playful look appear on Qin Qiu's face.

(End of this chapter)