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Chapter 328 The Posture and Gaze of a Powerful Person

Noticing Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's actions, Hara Higashi felt a sudden unease and forcibly propped himself up slightly to look outside the mourning hall.

Just then, a Heavenly Guard, carrying a long sword and wearing a mask, walked up to an old woman.

Immediately afterwards, a Heavenly Guard with a sword suddenly stepped forward. Then, with a flick of his sword, he left several sword wounds on the old woman's body before piercing her chest with a single strike, causing a chorus of screams.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Dongli's eyes immediately turned bloodshot.

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami did not turn around to look behind him, but instead lowered his gaze to look at Hara Higashiri.

“The former Second Master has true energy to protect his body and stop the bleeding. Even if his legs are broken, he will not die from excessive bleeding in a short time. There are still many people from Wuzheng Manor outside. If the former Second Master keeps his mouth shut, I will have no choice but to order the people outside to kill the people from Wuzheng Manor one by one.”

“If the former Second Master still insists on this even after all the people outside have been killed, then I will believe that the former Second Master truly does not know the situation on Bat Island.”

"I just don't know which one is more important in the mind of the former Second Master: a shady den of iniquity or the centuries-old foundation of Wuzheng Manor."

Because he was from Japan, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami did not speak quickly.

But each word felt like a heavy hammer pounding on his heart.

However, before Yuan Dongli could recover, a member of the Yuan family in his thirties was dragged to the center of the courtyard outside the mourning hall.

Immediately afterwards, the Heavenly Guard with the sword raised his sword again, and the sword light, like willow catkins swaying, fell one after another on the body of the Yuan family member.

Once a few more sword wounds have appeared on his body, he will then deliver a fatal blow to the throat.

This time, seeing the swordsmanship used by the Heavenly Guard, Yuan Dongli seemed to have discovered something, and his expression changed.

"The Emei Sect's 'Willow Floss Sword Technique,' are you trying to frame the Emei Sect for today's events?"

Hearing what Hara Higashi said, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami looked at Hara Higashi with surprise.

He then clapped lightly and said, "As expected of the former Second Master who has managed Wuzheng Manor so successfully over the years, your reaction is surprisingly quick."

Despite the excruciating pain, Yuan Dongli said, "The reputation of the Emei Sect is well-known throughout the martial arts world. Do you think anyone would believe this kind of frame-up?"

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami said slowly, "Among the many famous and righteous sects in the Central Plains of the Great Wei Kingdom, the Emei Sect's reputation for integrity is indeed admirable. But whether others believe it or not, I don't care. What matters is that this mudslinging can be thrown at the Emei Sect, and that's enough."

After saying that, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami raised his right hand again to make a gesture.

As Yagyu Tajima-no-kami raised his hand, a blind boy was dragged by the Tengu Guards to the center of the courtyard.

The boy was Yuan Suiyun, the second son of Yuan Dongyuan.

He is also the person with the highest martial arts talent in Wuzheng Manor in the past hundred years.

At only twelve years old, ninety percent of the eight extraordinary meridians in his body have already been opened. In at most another six months, he may be able to open the bridge between heaven and earth and enter the realm of returning to the innate state.

She can be said to be the most favored person in the Yuan family.

Upon seeing Yuan Suiyun, Yuan Dongli's body trembled, and his emotions became visibly agitated.

But Yuan Dongli also knew that he couldn't talk about Bat Island.

Once he revealed it, the remaining members of the Yuan family outside, as well as he himself, would have no chance of survival.

Therefore, even though Yuan Dongli was furious, he still couldn't speak and could only watch helplessly as Yuan Suiyun was killed by the masked Tiangang Guards outside using Emei Sect martial arts.

Then, in the short span of a hundred breaths, dozens of members of the Yuan family outside the mourning hall, including Yuan Dongli, witnessed dozens of people being killed one by one.

Until he was the only one left in the entire Wuzheng Manor.

At this moment, Yuan Dongli's eyes were already bloodshot, and he looked at Yagyu Tajima no Moritoki as if he were a wild beast ready to devour its prey.

"Yagyu Tajima-no-kami, and all of you, do you really think you can slaughter everyone in my Wuzheng Manor?"

"You want news about Bat Island? Don't worry, soon, my Yuan family members on Bat Island will come to settle the blood debts you owe today one by one."

"I guarantee that your Yagyu family, and everyone in you who has spilled the blood of my former family members today, will be wiped out completely, along with your families."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Dongli suddenly roared in anger.

Immediately, the true energy within his body surged and frantically converged at his chest.

"puff!"

With a loud bang of flesh exploding, a jet of blood suddenly shot out from Yuan Dongli's chest, heading straight for Yagyu Tajima-no-kami.

Seemingly sensing something was wrong, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami quickly moved a distance of one zhang to the side. At the same time, he looked up and was surprised to find that when the blood that Yuan Dongli had gushed from his chest landed, the blood instantly changed from dark red to purplish-black.

Amidst this purplish-black blood, the bluestone bricks on the ground showed signs of corrosion, as if they had been exposed to sulfuric acid.

Seeing this, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami knew perfectly well that Hara Higashi had sealed some special toxins into his body, intending to use them to perish together with his enemy before he died.

"To harbor poison in one's heart, what a ruthless tactic."

Upon hearing this, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of lingering fear appearing on his face.

At this moment, the Heavenly Guard holding a short knife inside the room spoke up: "The Divine Marquis wants information about Bat Island. Now that everyone from Wuzheng Manor is dead, how are we supposed to report back?"

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami glanced at the Tengu who had spoken and said in an icy tone, "You should be glad that you are the people of the Divine Marquis. Otherwise, if you dared to speak to me in such a tone, you would already be a dead man."

Noticing the murderous intent flashing in Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's eyes, the Tengu Guard holding the short sword tightened his grip on the hilt.

After hesitating for a moment, he released the knife handle and lowered his head.

Seeing this, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami withdrew his murderous intent and turned to leave the mourning hall.

His gaze fell on the corpses of the former family members on the ground, and Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's eyes were as calm as if he were looking at a stone on the side of the road.

"What the Marquis wants is to confirm whether Yuan Dongli knows about Bat Island."

"And his last words have confirmed this."

"The Yuan family in Wuzheng Manor has a total population of 483, but now there are only 273 members of the Yuan family in Wuzheng Manor."

"The two hundred and ten people who were not in the manor were all from the Yuan family, aged between thirty and fifty. Therefore, the Divine Marquis concluded that these people were all on Bat Island."

"The next step is to dispose of the other corpses in Wuzheng Manor and make it appear that everyone in Wuzheng Manor today was killed by Gu Shaoan."

"At that time, the Yuan family members on Bat Island will surely try every means to avenge this blood feud. As long as we keep a close eye on them, the Divine Marquis will be able to follow the clues and find out where Bat Island is."

After saying that, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami lifted one foot and prepared to leave.

However, just as Yagyu Tajima-no-kami took a step, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed. The clear, pure moonlight, seemingly untouched by any earthly defilement, pierced the darkness like a divine sword from the heavens, pouring down with pinpoint accuracy.

The veil of moonlight enveloped the blood-soaked open space in front of the mourning hall, along with Yagyu Tajima-no-kami himself.

Along with the moonlight came the reflection of the eaves of the mourning hall.

The moment Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's gaze fell upon the reflection, his expression changed drastically.

The eaves of the mourning hall cast sharp, razor-sharp shadows under the moonlight, revealing the silhouette of another figure.

The figure was so clearly visible that even as just a shadow, one could sense its towering and solitary stature, like a cold sword standing on the eaves.

"Someone?"

As this thought exploded in Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's mind, he suddenly turned around and looked up at the eaves of the mourning hall.

As his gaze fell upon the center of the roof, a lofty and aloof figure suddenly entered his field of vision.

The moonlight, like a veil, draped Gu Shaoan in a silvery glow. The night breeze, like a hand, stirred his clothes and hair, filling his still figure with an indescribable dynamism and solitude.

Gu Shaoan simply stood there, his back to the cold, high-hanging moon, looking down at the battlefield-like courtyard below and the imposing Yagyu Tajima-no-kami.

His face was hidden in the light and shadow of him standing against the moon, only his deep eyes, clear and cold, pierced through the distance of space, looking down at Yagyu Tajima-no-kami.

That gaze, calm and serene, yet possessed a penetrating sharpness and disdain that caused Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's palm to tighten inexplicably.

Especially when his gaze fell upon the Heaven-Slaying Sword held in the hand of the figure in the air, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's pupils shrank sharply.

"When did he come?"

Noticing Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's unusual behavior, the other Tengu Guards in the courtyard followed his gaze to the roof of the mourning hall.

When they noticed Gu Shaoan standing on the rooftop with his back to the bright moon and a haughty demeanor, all the Heavenly Guards felt a chill in their hearts.

Just as Yagyu Tajima-no-kami and the Tengang Guards discovered Gu Shaoan standing on the roof, several more sounds of air being torn apart emerged.

Immediately afterwards, several figures leaped onto the roof.

It was none other than Song Yuanqiao, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, and Mei Jiangxue, who had followed closely behind.

His gaze fell on the courtyard below, where the Yuan family members lay lifeless and dozens of masked Heavenly Guards stood. Song Yuanqiao's expression was grim.

Just as Song Yuanqiao stepped forward, preparing to leap from the roof into the courtyard, Gu Shaoan suddenly raised his right hand.

"I would like to trouble Sect Leader Song to look after my junior sister."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanqiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Then, Gu Shaoan's gaze slowly swept over the group of Heavenly Guards in the courtyard until it landed on a Heavenly Guard with a red ribbon tied around his arm. Only then did Gu Shaoan calmly withdraw his gaze, and then slowly raised his right hand and placed it on the hilt of his sword.

But Gu Shaoan seemed oblivious to Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's reaction.

After circulating his internal energy through the Emei Sword Manual, Gu Shaoan lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his body seemed to be quietly lifted up by an invisible night breeze, carrying an indescribable elegance and otherworldly grace, as he drifted down towards the blood-soaked courtyard below.

Her posture was so beautiful, almost like that of a banished immortal walking on the moon.

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's pupils were fixed on the falling figure, his solemnity growing rather than diminishing.

At the same time, in addition to fear, a strong fighting spirit rose in Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's eyes.

However, just as the fighting spirit in Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's eyes was beginning to rise, the figure that was floating into the courtyard seemed to merge into the moonlight, or perhaps vanish into the void, and suddenly disappeared.
Upon seeing this, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's eyes widened suddenly.

But the next second, as if sensing something, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami suddenly looked up. The moment his gaze refocused, he found that Gu Shaoan, who had just disappeared, had reappeared above him, only a mere zhang away.

She still possessed that graceful, willow-like demeanor, but her face, hidden in the moonlight, and her deep, abyss-like eyes now held an indifference as if looking down upon ants.

"Such unpredictable speed, such fast movement."

But before Yagyu Tajima-no-kami could be fully immersed in the terrifying lightness skill that Gu Shaoan was displaying, Gu Shaoan, who was slowly descending from the air, suddenly tightened his grip on the sword hilt with his right hand.

"Yan~"

A clear, resounding sword cry echoed in everyone's ears, like a thunderclap.

Gu Shaoan twisted his wrist seemingly slowly but actually swiftly, and the sword blade drew a mysterious and indescribable trajectory.

Kenpachi: The Wind Rises!

This sword strike was devoid of any fire or killing intent, as if it were merely the trail of a gentle breeze, so tender it was intoxicating.

Just as the seemingly gentle tip of the sword pierced through the void.

"Woo~"

The night wind, which had been mixed with moonlight, suddenly became violent and chaotic.

From all directions, countless streams of air, some thin and some thick, seemed to be summoned, rushing towards Gu Shaoan with sharp, rapid whistling sounds.

But when these air currents approached Gu Shaoan, they mysteriously disappeared without a trace.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The next instant, a gentle, spring-like sword light suddenly tore through the stillness of the air.

As this sword light entered Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's eyes, countless invisible and intangible yet omnipresent sword energies seemed to condense out of thin air.

These sword energies were as fine as cow's hair, as condensed as silk, and as gentle as the warmest spring breeze. They spread silently, yet at a speed beyond the limits of perception, instantly filling every inch of the courtyard and also brushing towards the Heavenly Guards who were standing guard in the courtyard.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss"

Several soft sounds, like hot needles piercing thin paper.

As the sword energy approached, these Heavenly Guards felt as if a gentle breeze was truly blowing over them, silently piercing their throats, hearts, or vital points between their eyebrows the instant it brushed past their bodies.

The eyes hidden behind the masks instantly lost their luster, and the bodies of the thirty-five Heavenly Guards all stiffened at that moment.

However, just as these hundreds and thousands of gentle yet deadly sword energy threads pierced through the bodies of these Heavenly Guards, the sword light in Gu Shaoan's hand suddenly became restless.

It was as if the gentle breeze that used to caress your face in March had suddenly turned into a fierce, chilling wind in the dead of winter.

(End of this chapter)