Excessive ferocity due to caution

Seeing the determination in Su Xingcan's eyes, Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"While I have little interest in saving the people of your Warring States period, killing is a rather amusing pastime for me..."

"Since you've made up your mind, then I'll go to Qishan."

He carried the books Su Xingcan had given him, and before leaving, he asked Su Xingcan:

"Is there anything you need me to tell them?"

Su Xingcan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Please tell them for me, Brother Zhao... that Bright Cliff no longer needs them."

Zhao nodded and left the courtyard.

After he left, the old man, who was swaying in the rattan chair below the library, suddenly opened his eyes.

"After all these years, your preparations have finally come in handy."

Su Xingcan did not turn around, but stared in the direction Zhao Yi had left, remaining motionless.

"Who could have imagined that I would see someone from a hundred years ago again before I die?"

The old man in the wicker chair sighed:

"Your life was magnificent, yet you are now a hero in his twilight years."

Su Xingcan's tone gradually calmed down:

"Even heroes grow old; my story should come to an end."

Elderly man in rattan chair:

"After your death, Bright Cliff may undergo a great change."

Su Xingcan remained silent, offering no rebuttal to the old man in the rattan chair.

He looked towards the border.

There was a young general there whom he had personally trained.

Su Xingcan always felt that Yu Chonglou was still the same naive boy in his memory, unchanged. Only now did he realize why he had such a feeling.

If he doesn't leave, he'll never grow up.

A look of relief appeared on Su Xingcan's lips:

"It's time to step down."

He left.

The old man in the rattan chair stopped swaying and closed his eyes.

A soft sigh drifted on the wind, its destination unknown.

...

Qishan Palace.

Zhao Yi stood outside the palace gate, looking at the tightly closed doors, and knocked three times.

"Who is making this noise?"

An urgent and impatient voice came from inside, and the faint sound of a child crying could also be heard.

"You blind bastard, I'm busy today and can't see you, get lost!"

boom!

A terrifying crash resounded, forcefully pushing the palace door open a crack!

The people inside the palace were startled!

A wisp of killing intent seeped in like water, brushing across everyone's brows, sending shivers down their spines.

Such a sharp killing intent!

At that moment, they all knew that what came from outside was definitely not something simple.

Their gaze turned toward the entrance of the palace.

Only a dark shadow could be vaguely seen.

It was daytime here, but the figure standing there blocked out all the light from outside the hall.

"Who are you? What brings you to Qishan Palace?"

Although they sensed the danger posed by the man outside, the people inside the palace were no pushovers either, responding calmly and with imposing presence.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a pair of scarlet eyes appear on the head of the dark figure at the palace gate!

"My name is Zhao Yi. Do you... know me?"

The calm voice sent chills down the spines of everyone in the palace!

"Zhao Yi..."

Someone softly murmured the name, and it felt increasingly familiar. Suddenly, his body stiffened—

"You, you are... impossible!!"

Inside the hall, everyone felt as if their souls were about to fly out of their skulls!

Zhao Yi.

A peerless powerhouse recorded a hundred years ago during the Warring States period, extremely mysterious, rumored to be no less powerful than Ren Wudi, who personally slaughtered thousands of Qi warriors in the Battle of Burial Valley!

He later went into seclusion, disappearing from the world of martial arts and vanishing without a trace.

"Hmph! Who are you trying to scare?"

"Zhao went into seclusion a hundred years ago, and his whereabouts are now unknown. Do you think that's true?"

Inside the hall, someone sneered, not believing Zhao Yi's words.

hum-

Outside the hall, Zhao Yi lightly rubbed the Taotie's blade with his thumb and forefinger, producing a crisp ringing sound.

"The Ghostly Scholar asked me to deliver a message to you..."

Everyone in the hall was taken aback.

"A scholar of ghosts and spirits?"

Many years later, they have forgotten this title.

However, these people quickly realized that they were referring to Su Xingcan.

"That old good-for-nothing?"

"What message did he ask you to deliver?"

Zhao Yi slowly opened his mouth:

He said... Bright Cliff no longer needs you.

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar immediately echoed from inside the hall:

"presumptuous!"

In the corner, the Golden Seal Ancestor, who was holding a child in one hand, sneered:

"This ungrateful, dying old dog, after he dies, the Bright Cliff he painstakingly built will all be ours to command!"

Zhao Yi said calmly:

"If it weren't for him, would you still be alive?"

The Golden Seal Ancestor let out a wild laugh:

"So what?"

"A weakling like him, who can't even pass the Unity of Heaven and Man realm, only deserves to be trampled underfoot!"

Zhao Yi squinted:

"Since you're so arrogant, why don't you go and fight the vengeful ghosts outside Bright Cliff?"

"Yet they cowered in this tiny place like a dog."

Ancestor Jinxi frowned, a flash of anger crossing his eyes:

"Who do you think you are... to presume to tell us what to do?"

Another person proudly echoed:

"That's right!"

"I advise you to show some respect!"

"Otherwise, when the horde of ghosts surges in from outside, even if you kneel and kowtow to us, don't expect us to lift a finger!"

"Besides... this hall is already full. We don't need any new people. You can get out!"

Outside the hall, Zhao lit a cigarette.

Nicotine enters the lungs.

"It seems you weaklings who only know how to attack your own people are still unaware of the situation..."

"You can't stop me... and neither can this door."

boom!

After saying that, Zhao Yi kicked out!

Beneath my feet, terrifying laws intertwine!

Zhao Yi used all his strength in that kick—

The Analects is full of strange phenomena, supernatural powers, and disorder.

"Free and Easy Wandering" describes the rising tide of the vast sea.

There is also the divine power of the bloodline of the red-clothed one.

The three divine powers unleashed their power within the laws of freedom, merging into a terrifying, earth-shattering strike that kicked open the palace gates, which were reinforced by the Bright Cliff Mountain and River Formation!

In that instant, the ground of Qishan shook violently, and even the residents of Guangmingya City were affected, running out of their houses in fear to see if it was an earthquake!

The formation was damaged, and the cold wind from the mountains blew in from outside, making everyone in the hall feel cold on their backs.

They weren't slow to react; they were simply completely stunned!

The mountain and river formation of this palace was personally set up by Ren Wudi back then, and they have a deep understanding of how powerful it is!

If it weren't for the array binding them, they would have already left this place and gone off to wreak havoc!

But now, this great mountain and river formation... has actually been kicked open by Zhao Yi?!

"Just a few words..."

One foot stepped across the threshold of the palace without any hindrance and landed on the floor inside the palace.

Ashes fell, touching the cold blade in the darkness, splitting it in two.

"My name is Zhao Yi."

"Come and kill someone."

PS: Second update.

Goodnight, my darlings!!