Excessive ferocity due to caution

"Brother Zhao, are you so sure that Ren Wudi will come?"

Su Xingcan wasn't really sure, since they had very little contact with Ren Wudi.

But Zhao Yi seemed very confident.

If Fan Qingxue didn't come, then Ren Wudi will definitely come.

They traveled from the south of Lu State all the way north to Yashan in Lu State, lingering for several days along the way. They did not encounter many assassins, and Fan Qingxue did not appear.

This confirmed Zhao Yi's suspicions—Fan Qingxue had not come to kill the Ghostly Scholar at all.

He betrayed the King of Qi.

A person who is willing to go to such lengths for a friend is by no means heartless.

Therefore, when Ren Wudi went to Yinxia Mountain to look for the red fish, Fan Qingxue would inevitably follow.

Therefore, a major battle between the two is inevitable!

In the end, either Fan Qingxue or Ren Wudi will survive.

As for dying together with someone else... Fan Qingxue would never do that.

In this way, the troublemaker is eliminated.

As someone who participated in the construction of this grand mausoleum, Fan Qingxue must have known about Wei Xuezhong's affairs.

If he kills Ren Wudi, then the Ghostly Scholar's situation will be even more dangerous!

Zhao Yi had a firm grasp on his psychology; even though they had never met, he could predict the other person's behavior!

Therefore, no matter what, one of Ren Wudi and Fan Qingxue will definitely come.

as predicted.

After a brief, distraught silence, a loud shout suddenly rang out from afar:

"Who dares to trespass into Burial Valley?!"

The person on the other end laughed heartily:

"I, Ren, have come here with the utmost courage to borrow someone from Eunuch Wei!"

Inside the bridal sedan chair, a soft yet youthful voice rang out:

"All three thousand Yin people here are my dogs. Take whichever one you fancy..."

Ren Wudi shouted:

"I don't want anyone under my father-in-law's command."

"I, Ren... want the people in the imperial tomb."

Wei Xuezhong idly traced the lines on his sharp, golden fingertip in the air and said indifferently:

"Then I'm afraid... you'll be disappointed."

"Those imperial tombs are filled with the dead people personally selected by the King of Qi... You can't take them away."

Ren Wudi stepped forward, ignoring the terrifying aura emanating from the three thousand assassins!

"if……"

"Must I take him away today?"

Wei Xuezhong said quietly:

"I know you anticipate the enemy's moves and your skills are truly remarkable."

"But my three hundred years of accumulated experience are something you cannot withstand with just a little innate skill."

"If you persist in your own way, clinging to the title of invincible... then your days will end here!"

A glint flashed in Ren Wudi's eyes.

"Ren has never been invincible."

"He roams the martial world, seeking nothing more than a defeat."

"A few days ago at Yinxia Mountain, Fan Qingxue bestowed upon me the Sword of Immortality. I have already tasted the bitterness of defeat. Today I have come... merely to fulfill a promise."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone, from the old eunuch Wei Xuezhong to the martial arts figures in the imperial mausoleum, was shocked!

Ren Wudi...lost?

He was defeated by Fan Qingxue's sword?

How is that possible?

Although Fan Qingxue was a top expert in the martial arts world, everyone knew that he was only a martial artist at the peak of the Mortal Realm.

How can a martial artist at the Heavenly Mortal Realm defeat a martial artist at the Vast Qi Realm?

Could it be that Fan Qingxue has broken through to a higher level?!

Wei Xuezhong said coldly:

"I have seen Fan Qingxue's sword."

"Indeed exquisite, but there's absolutely no way I could defeat you!"

Ren Wudi calmly said:

"You only saw its twelve swords."

"Fan Qingxue created a total of thirteen sword techniques. The first twelve are sword techniques of the mortal realm, while the thirteenth sword... is a sword technique of the heavens!"

"The Ascending Immortal... can defeat all martial artists in the mortal world."

"Including you and me."

With a slight movement of his fingertips, Wei Xuezhong lifted the sedan curtain.

The servants lowered the sedan chair.

A young man with an effeminate appearance walked out.

His skin was so pale that he looked like a corpse that had been dead for a long time in the snow.

There wasn't a single trace of time on her body.

It's hard for anyone to imagine that such a young man is actually an old monster who has lived for three hundred years!

"Ren Wudi, you can't take any of them with you."

"You will die here."

The two men exuded a powerful aura, their boundless battle intent at the Great Qi Realm erupting, causing even the birds within a radius of several hundred meters to flee in terror!

"You've become stronger."

Wei Xuezhong sneered.

"Unfortunately, you rely too much on Xianzhixian... Without truly comprehending the way of martial arts, you will never have a chance to defeat me!"

"You have no idea how different you are from me!"

"Moreover, I have three thousand elite warriors protecting me!"

"You alone... are really not enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, another faint voice echoed from the imperial mausoleum:

"Then, with me added, is that enough?"

Wei Xuezhong and Ren Wudi's gazes were drawn to a man dressed in a black, magnificent robe standing at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, facing the wind, his hair and robes fluttering in the breeze.

"It's you!"

Ren Wudi's eyes lit up, his gaze burning with fighting spirit!

Wei Xuezhong frowned.

He couldn't discern Zhao Yixiu's true abilities.

The other party was like a deep sea, yet its surface remained calm and undisturbed.

In layman's terms... Zhao Yi has no internal energy cultivation.

Wei Xuezhong released a wisp of divine thought.

The moment they came into contact with Zhao Yi, they felt as if they had encountered a towering mountain that reached into the clouds!

Master!

His heart skipped a beat!

This person... is definitely a master of the Vast Qi Realm!

It's very likely that he's no less powerful than Ren Wudi!

"You're Zhao Yi, the leader of the Jie Sect?"

Wei Xuezhong's tone was meaningful.

Zhao Yi took a step forward.

Those three thousand assassins instinctively took a half step back!

They sensed a strange fear emanating from Zhao Yi!

"Wei Xuezhong...have you ever lost?"

These seven words sent chills down the spines of the assassins present and ignited the passion of hundreds of thousands of martial artists in the imperial tomb!

P.S.: It might not be finished today, but it should be possible tomorrow.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to start strong but finish weak.

I'll go write the next chapter right away!