“Crunching and snapping ——”
In the dark, pitch-black cave chamber, non-stop chewing sounds came, as if a man-eating demon was eating.
“Wow, that’s a good meal ——”
The “cannibal demon”, Qing Yu, spread out his limbs, lying in a big shape in the secret room where there was no one else.
It had been seven days since he received the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. Thanks to the blessing of his employer, who refused to show himself, and the help of the ‘Supreme Elemental Pill’, Qing Yu had broken through the barrier in these seven days and had already broken through to the third level.
Now, Qing Yu’s body strength could already support eight times the true qi for a long time, so he was basically safe from the side effects.
However, the side effects of practising the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu had come to a head.
The food that we had thought could support everyone for at least two months was about to be depleted by the consumption of Qing Yu who was rapidly breaking the barrier.
In other words, the plan that had been expected to last at least a month was now coming to an end.
After a short rest, Qingyu decided to leave the cave and end his life in the cave, which was almost mouldy.
The stone door to the chamber slowly moved open, and Qing Yu straightened his posture, maintaining the dignity of a dragon head, and slowly stepped out.
Outside the chamber, as always, there were two people standing guard.
“How has the wind outside been recently, has there been any movement in the True Martial Sect?” Qing Yu casually asked one of the men in black who was guarding the door.
“Your Excellency, although the True Martial Sect has increased its efforts to search for us, the Green Dragon Society, it has not been as alarming as expected.” Coincidentally, the man in black who answered was again the one who had guided Qing Yu last time.
“Is that so?”
Qing Yu subconsciously touched the hilt of the Tai Ming sword that was paired with his side, his intuition telling him that the reason why the True Martial Sect had not searched the world for Gong Zi Yu had something to do with the original owner of this sword.
Of course, it wasn’t because Qing Xu wanted to take revenge on Qing Yu personally with his own power, he wasn’t that kind of person.
On the True Martial Sect’s side, they should be trying to cover up the fact that their chief disciple had been defeated by Gong Zi Yu.
After all, Gong Zi Yu was only a head a*sa*sin after all, and was completely incomparable in status to Qing Xu, the True Martial Sect’s Eldest Brother.
If such a battle were to be disclosed, the victory of the two men of disparate status would have been won by the head a*sa*sin of lower status, and it would certainly have shocked the eyes of the Jianghu people. The True Martial Sect would instantly turn into a joke.
”However, the sword has been snatched away by me, how else can I cover it up. I can’t say that Gong Zi Yu, the head a*sa*sin, also doubles as a gentleman on the beam, and took the sword with him at night when Qing Xu wasn’t prepared, right? That would be better to say that he was defeated by me, at least it would be decent.”
”Wait, I have a good idea ——”
An idea suddenly occurred to Qing Yu, a note that might accomplish his previously unfulfilled purpose.
“Is that Chen Qinglin who was captured over here still alive?”
“Still alive, at the command of the Dragon Head, we did not continue to torture him, he is still currently being held in a cell.” The man in black replied in a respectful voice.
“Lead the way.”
Chen Qinglin was living a good life, as the Dragon Head had said that the captive might still be useful, Chen Qinglin did not even miss three meals a day, he was fat and white, but his face was a bit worse.
Thanks to those rumours in the jianghu, the Green Dragon Society was almost demonised in the eyes of the general public, each one of them eating human flesh and drinking human blood.
Chen Qinglin was disdainful of the Green Dragons in front of Qingling, but now that he is in the hands of the Green Dragons, he remembers the rumours of the jianghu and fears that one day someone will click his reserve food. It is as a result that meals are eaten as a left after meal, living in fear day and night.
“Hello there, Chen Qinglin.” A teasing voice woke Chen Qinglin, who was cowering in the corner and was drowning in fear.
He raised his head and looked towards the source of the voice, only to see a figure dressed in black fancy clothes with a bronze mask covering his face, standing beside him, looking down at him from above.
“Gong Zi Yu.” With features this obvious, how could Chen Qinglin not recognise who the visitor was.
“Are you here to kill me? Come on!”
Thinking his death was near, Chen Qinglin let out a long breath of relief, this day of being immersed in fear had finally come to an end.
“Someone will come to avenge me, I guess.”
“Oh?” Seiyuu let out a question with an odd tone, “Will that really be the case?”
“Will there really be someone to avenge you? As far as I know, there is no news at all about any disciples of the True Martial Sect being captured by the Green Dragon Society right now. Even the search and arrest is just a little more intense than before. It seems that you don’t have much status in their eyes!”
“What do you mean!” Chen Qinglin steeply raised his head to look at Qing Yu angrily.
At this time, he was removing his fear of Qing Yu, which had left him when he had just frankly decided to accept death. After all, most of the time, death is generally the most frightening thing of all. If one is not even afraid of death, then there is nothing to be afraid of. (Although very often this is an empty phrase)
“Isn’t the meaning obvious enough?” Qing Yu looked down straight into Chen Qinglin’s eyes, and in those pupils, apart from anger, there was a deeper fear.
Not fear of death, but fear of that speculation in his mind becoming a reality.
“You, were, let, go, abandoned!” With a single word, Qing Yu spoke the greatest fear in Chen Qinglin’s heart.
“This can’t be!” Chen Qinglin burst into a riot as he looked at Qing Yu angrily and raised his fist to smash at him.
However, under the gaze of the pupils of his eyes, which were like an abyss, Chen Qinglin suddenly felt his anger being doused with cold water, and the courage in his heart disappeared.
“This can’t be — it can’t be —— Master — Master won’t give up on me ——”
In the end, Chen Qinglin shrank back into the corner, hugging his knees and muttering.
“Your master will indeed not give up on you,” a wry smile crossed the corners of his mouth under the bronze mask, “Even if he were to give you up, he would have reasons why he had to.”
“Reasons?” Chen Qinglin looked up blankly, a glimmer of hope in his eyes, he needed a reason.
“Yes, a reason, a reason that had to give up on you. For example —— to cover up the defeat of True Martial Sect’s chief disciple Qingxu to an unseen a*sa*sin leader, to keep True Martial Sect’s face from being tarnished. Do you think that reason is weighty enough.”
With a hint of enticement, the eerie tone provoking emotions in the listener’s heart, Qing Yu uttered a sufficient reason. This reason caused hatred to slowly fill Chen Qinglin’s eyes.
“Qingxu!!!”
