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The flames of the Vermillion Bird are blazingly hot, and the weight of the Black Tortoise is nearly ten thousand pounds.

The Azure Dragon breaks bones and tendons, while the White Tiger reveals its full power.

The most deadly, of course, is the "White Tiger" spirit that controls life and death.

And now, the white tiger spirit that intended to crush his heart has been bound by Yuan Qingya's sword.

The tiger's roar, which sounded somewhat angry and panicked, rose from the ground and lasted for a long time.

Yuan Qingya slowly raised his eyes.

The intense pain did not cause even a ripple on his face; what existed there was only endless murderous intent.

Kamo Yoshimoto was stunned at the time, his face full of disbelief.

It seemed that in his impression, this treasure should be invincible, and Minamoto Kiyomasa should shatter at the slightest touch, and then he returned to Kyoto with the demon sword Achi and Aoandon.

With their assistance, his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds and he will be the best among his peers.

When that time comes, who else but him will be the next head of the family?

The beautiful dream came to an abrupt end before it was even finished.

His throat felt cold, and the last image of Kamo Yoshimoto's life was that look as sharp as a knife.

Minamoto Kiyoma moved without hesitation, pulling out the second of the three swords from his waist, and using the remaining strength he threw the sword out like a javelin.

After a whistling sound, Kamo Yoshimoto's throat was pierced by the sharp blade, and his body was blown several meters away by the huge force, leaving a blood trail all over the ground. When he landed on the ground, there was no sound at all.

With his death and after injuring Minamoto Kiyoma, the three rays of light dancing in the air became a little flustered, swinging around like headless flies, and finally they even ignored the compass they were in and flew towards Heian-kyo.

Yuan Qingya really didn't have the energy to care about those things.

The spirit of the white tiger under his sword seemed to want to follow suit. The white light had transformed into the shape of a miniature tiger, which began to struggle vigorously under Yuan Qingya's sword.

Without saying a word, Yuan Qingya swung his arm and punched Baihu on the forehead.

"If you move again, you will die."

The cold words that sounded like they came from Jiuyou startled the White Tiger Spirit so much that it actually lay prone on the ground. Even though it was pierced through by a sharp sword, it did not dare to move.

Just as Yuan Qingya was about to stand up, he heard the sound of horse hooves again.

He looked around and saw Minamoto Masamasa riding towards him. After seeing his miserable appearance, he was even more shocked and angry.

He quickly dismounted and went forward to support Yuan Qingya. Yuan Zhengya said angrily: "How did you get hurt like this? Did you provoke some ghost king?"

Yuan Qingya smiled bitterly and pointed to the corpses on the ground in front of him with his eyes.

Yuan Zhengya glanced around and his expression changed several times.

".Kamo family, coming for you?"

"This is too much! This is too much!"

"They openly killed the Genji clan members. Are they planning a rebellion? They are just a bunch of fortune tellers. Do they really think they are important people?"

"Well, since they have torn their faces apart, we won't be polite either. San'er, don't worry, I will contact my eldest brother when I get back. If the little brats of the Hema family fall into our hands, we will let them have a good taste of the sufferings of the world!"

Yuan Zhengya's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. His every word and action was extremely violent, completely lacking the gentle and refined demeanor he had shown when he just reunited with his brother.

Yuan Qingya was supported by his second brother and felt a little more relaxed. He took a few breaths and spoke hoarsely.

"Hey, he's just a spoiled brat. The Kamo family is not far from ruin."

"Look there, what did he bring out?"

Yuan Zhengya's eyes turned, and then his brows frowned. It was unclear whether he was sad or happy, and his expression became a little strange.

".Four-Elephant Soul Containing Plate?"

"How dare he bring this out, how could he bring this out!"

"This is a family heirloom of the Kamo family, but it doesn't actually belong to them. It's a treasure of the royal family, the abode of the four spirits that suppress the luck of Heian-kyo. How could he use it for his own benefit?"

After Minamoto Masamasa said this, Minamoto Kiyomasa also felt that something was wrong.

This is too much of a coincidence.

Before he had time to think about it, he heard his second brother continue, "Okay, that's good now."

"San'er, I'll take this body back, and I'll take this compass back too."

Yuan Qingya shook his head slightly.

"Brother, the four spirits are no less intelligent than humans. When they saw their user die, they fled and are probably in Heian-kyō now."

"You also said that this is the Four Spirits that suppress Heian-kyō. It's not so easy to get your hands on. Without the Four Spirits living in it, this compass is useless."

"But I did leave something behind."

Yuan Qingya hit the head of the miniature white tiger spirit heavily and pursed his lips.

"The idiot from the Kamo family is too weak. The four spirits under his control can only exert one tenth or one twelfth of their strength. This white tiger spirit attacked my heart, but I cut it off with one sword. Imprisoned by the sword, it can't break free!"

Yuan Zhengya narrowed his eyes, touched his chin, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

"Then, isn't the situation of the Kamo family very difficult now?"

"I'm afraid Kamo Yoshimoto's death would be in vain. He secretly stole a treasure related to the fortune of Heian-kyo. If it were to be exposed, he would be beheaded and the Kamo family would also be implicated."

"Now that the evidence is complete and the person is dead, he has lost one of the Four Spirits. Can't we say whatever we want?"

"San'er, I'm going to set off back to the capital now. The compass is useless, so I'll take it with me. You keep the White Tiger Spirit. I'll go back and discuss it with my eldest brother. We'll set up a plan. This time, I'm going to skin the He Mao family!"

Yuan Qingya didn't say anything, but Qingxuande, who had escaped from the sudden disaster, suddenly spoke.

She had been keeping her head down and not saying anything, but when she heard Yuan Zhengya say this, she couldn't help but interrupt.

"This. Sir."

"I heard Qingya talk about the situation in Heian-kyō. Don't you think this is a bit strange?"

"These Yin-Yang Masters are here for Qing Ya. Judging from what he said, if I'm not mistaken, their target should be A Chi, right?"

"He also said something like, 'I was just doing something for that violent maniac Minamoto no Raikou.'"

"So, could it be that Minamoto no Raikou was behind his trip?"

"A dandy boy certainly can't steal the treasure that suppresses the fortune of Heian-kyō, but what if the powerful Minamoto no Raikou helps?"

"Now that the main disciple of the Kamo family has been tragically killed by Qingya, you are planning to make the Kamo family suffer a great loss. In this way, Qingya's branch of the Genji and the Kamo family will be mortal enemies."

"When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. The Kamo family has suffered a great loss of vitality. I'm afraid you won't be able to win easily, right?"

"In this case, who will benefit from this?"

Yuan Zhengya was enlightened by the clear and logical words, and he uttered three words through gritted teeth.

"Minamoto no Yorimitsu!"

Chapter 288 Parting

The white-haired girl was able to extract a lot of information from just a few words and outline a conspiracy.

There was something wrong with the look in Yuan Zhengya's eyes when he looked at Qingxuande.

He turned his head, looked at his brother deeply, and laughed dryly for some unknown reason.

"Well, no wonder you're so nervous about her."

"My brother has a good taste, although his taste is a bit unique."

"I remember that you and Minamoto no Raikou had a complete falling out because of a monster girl?"

Yuan Qingya shrugged helplessly. Yuan Zhengya was not an ordinary man either. The evil aura on Qing Xingdeng could not be hidden from those who were interested. He wanted to say something, but could only cough up a few strands of blood foam weakly.

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"You are Lord Zhengya. I have heard of your name."

"I'll take your words as a compliment. Now, can you let me have a few words with him alone?"

Qingxuande had no intention of being polite. She spoke directly, which made Yuan Zhengya a little stunned for a moment.

Seeing the look in his brother's eyes, Minamoto Masaya grinned without saying a word. He put his hands behind his back and strolled away to check the bodies of the Onmyojis.

Although the injury was not fatal, excessive blood loss caused Yuan Qingya's shaky body to be on the verge of falling to the ground. Qingxuande finally reacted.

She came back to her senses from the blood and scars all around her, and anxiously supported Yuan Qingya to prevent him from falling to the ground.

Chest, flanks, abdomen, thighs.

Endless blood gushed out from the three wounds, staining Yuan Qingya's clothes red and also Qing Xingdeng's eyes.

She wanted to touch it, but didn't dare. She timidly stroked the exposed skin under Yuan Qingya's tattered samurai uniform, lowered her brows, and finally sighed softly.

"Are you okay?"

She herself sounded extremely useless nonsense, but when she said it out loud, it made her feel a pang of pain in her heart.

Yuan Qingya didn't think too much about it and forced a smile.

"It's okay, I can't die."

He was not trying to be brave. A swordsman of his level would not die so easily.

The swordsman's extraordinary power is Qi.

Compared to other supernatural powers, Qi is more unique. It is a combination of physical strength and spiritual strength, thus forming a sublimated energy. The functions of Qi even include exorcising evil spirits and diseases, strengthening the body, eliminating toxins, and healing wounds.

Yuan Qingya's injuries are now somewhat scary. If he were a mortal, under the medical conditions of this era, he would definitely die without the intervention of extraordinary powers.

He was not worried about his injuries. With his current level of Qi cultivation, this injury would heal by lying in bed for a few days.

The scar was not worth mentioning, but it became an indelible crack in Qing Xingdeng's heart.

The injury was on Yuan Qingya's body, and the pain was in the white-haired girl's heart.

Her fingers slid down and grabbed the corner of Yuan Qingya's tattered clothes. She was silent for a long time before she spoke in a tearful voice.

"I want to leave."

Yuan Qingya didn't seem to hear what Qing Qingxingdeng said, and asked blankly: "What did you say?"

The white-haired monster girl raised her head, determination gradually rising in her eyes.