System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests-Chapter 68 - 67: What Can a Flying Saber Do to Me?

Chapter 68: Chapter 67: What Can a Flying Saber Do to Me?

What a runaway thief.

Under Chu Qing’s mask, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but why did Wu Qianhuan’s words sound a bit odd?

"Assassin?"

Chu Yan shook his head:

"No, if he is an assassin, why would he be fighting me now?

"You didn’t know who I was at first.

"Naturally, you couldn’t have hired him to kill me...

"An assassin born for money, it’s already commendable that he’s not fleeing, let alone voluntarily getting involved in this mess?

"Most importantly... if he were an assassin, just now when I attacked Miss Wu, he shouldn’t have saved her first, then drawn his sword against me.

"Otherwise, his sword could’ve been faster.

"So, don’t be fooled by him; he’s not an assassin... even if he is, he’d treat you differently."

These words fell into the ears of those who cared, causing a resounding echo.

Wu Ganqi instinctively looked at Chu Qing.

Could it really be that rascal!?

Is he back?

Wu Qianhuan said nothing, just quietly watched Chu Qing.

What she could say, what she should say, she had already said.

The rest, if she kept denying... it would be too deliberate, too obvious.

Chu Yunfei raised his head at this moment:

"You... could you really be Qing’Er?"

Chu Qing glanced at Chu Yunfei, ignoring him.

The veins on Chu Yunfei’s forehead throbbed secretly. This brat dares to ignore his father? Seven years without seeing him, he must be itching for a beating!

But Chu Qing glanced at Chu Yan:

"What I want to do, there’s no reason to explain to you.

"But seeing you talk so much nonsense, I’ll give you one answer.

"Miss Wu is my client, she hired me tonight... you killing someone else is none of my business.

"But you dare to attack her... she hasn’t even paid me yet. If you kill her, who will I get my money from?"

These words were quite reasonable.

Chu Yan nodded:

"Then, why did you look so murderous when you saw me dragging Chu Fan?"

"... What does that have to do with you?"

Chu Qing frowned tightly:

"You are a strange person, greasing your heels, you’re fast, no doubt.

"But when you fight, you’re so wishy-washy.

"I chat with you all night, how much silver do you have for me?

"Are we going to fight or not?"

"Then let’s talk a bit more."

Chu Yan laughed:

"You have good martial arts, excellent sword technique.

"You shouldn’t be mingling with these ants... why not join my Celestial Evil Cult, I’ll teach you the Blood Demon Scripture, and you can bring glory to our cult.

"In the future, countless gold and silver, and you can even dominate the martial world!"

"You’ll give silver?"

Chu Qing seemed somewhat tempted.

Chu Yan nodded:

"Yes, our Celestial Evil Cult won’t mistreat our brothers.

"Every month, this amount!"

He held up five fingers.

Chu Qing got angry:

"Only five taels of silver?"

"Fifty taels of gold!"

Chu Yan glared at him:

"Five taels of silver? Treating me like a beggar?"

Chu Qing gasped:

"So much?"

"If Night Emperor brother is willing to join my Celestial Evil Cult, you’ll gain even more!"

Chu Yan coaxed:

"And the longer you stay with us, the more you get.

"If you can earn merits for our cult, the Sect Leader might be pleased and allow you to be under one person and above thousands.

"By then, I might have to rely on Brother Night Emperor’s support."

Chu Qing rubbed his chin, nodded:

"That might not be impossible... come, tell me carefully, what is the Celestial Evil Cult all about?

"What exactly do we plan to do?"

"Come, let me tell you in detail."

In the blink of an eye, the two became partners in crime, getting closer as they talked, almost about to put their arms around each other’s shoulders.

Wu Qianhuan’s eyes widened, feeling a bit confused.

Her original determined thought suddenly seemed less firm...

But then she saw the Cyan Night Sword that had been hanging by suddenly pierce through Chu Yan’s chest, his eyes wide open, full of disbelief.

Wu Qianhuan had not yet reacted when another figure appeared behind Chu Qing.

Chu Yan!!

So just now, that one was fake!

Chu Yan revealed himself with a palm, his palm bright red — the Blood Transformation Divine Palm.

But then his form flickered like a candle and suddenly disappeared... a blade of light ran through the void, so abruptly as if it had always been there.

"These... these two people are too despicable!!"

Wu Qianhuan snapped awake from a dream.

After so long, the two said so much rubbish, all hoping the other would believe them, so they could catch them off guard and attack.

Their thoughts moved together, resulting in simultaneous actions.

Yet neither fooled the other...

"I am still too naive."

Wu Qianhuan deeply introspected, finding herself pure and harmless compared to these people.

And at this moment, the two clashing in the courtyard were different from before.

Previously, it was Chu Qing attacking and Chu Yan running.

But this time, Chu Yan made a move.

Yet his move, the Blood Transformation Divine Palm, was only half executed before he retracted it, facing Chu Qing’s sword edge.

Then, Chu Yan’s form flickered, Chu Qing’s sword light flashed.

Reappearing, both of Chu Yan’s hands enveloped in a crimson glow, loosely coming together, blocking Chu Qing’s sword between them, hindered by the blood glow.

Chu Qing’s eyes surged with purple intent, his sword edge tinged with a layer of purple brilliance.

Without delay, both vanished from everyone’s sight again.

Only layers of sword qi and blood glow remained, causing continual bursts in the void.

Sometimes the ground was stomped into deep pits, sometimes a sword mark suddenly appeared on the wall, sometimes blood streaked through the air, sometimes the flying eaves were sliced in half, falling from mid-air.