Supreme Sword Exalt

Chapter 220 - Gu Han, It Really Is You!

The Sacred Chariot tumbled continuously, plunging rapidly downward. The crowd was nearly stunned speechless, and even Zhao Mengyou’s beautiful eyes were filled with astonishment. The Holy Master’s vehicle just overturned just like that?!

Staring at the dozen or so spirit beasts still trembling in fear, Luan Ping was practically exploding with rage. “Vicious, rotten beasts!”

He hesitated repeatedly but ultimately didn’t dare make a move. After all, they were rare breeds the Holy Master had spared no expense to acquire and painstakingly trained for years. Since they represented the Myriad Transformations Holy Land, Luan Ping had no right to harm or kill them, no matter how grave their mistake.

Meanwhile, Chu Kuang was carefully helped to the ground by a guardian. Although he hadn’t suffered the slightest injury, his face darkened. “Brother Luan, the Sacred Chariot!”

Luan Ping’s heart tightened. In his anger, he’d forgotten the important matter!

Meanwhile, few of them caught the chariot when it was still a hundred zhang from the ground. The last shred of prestige of their Holy Land was preserved. Still, the sight of several people holding the chariot up was extremely absurd.

The demon youth was full of mockery. “I’ve seen spirit beasts pulling carriages quite a bit, but this is my first time seeing people pulling one!”

Behind him, the crowd of demons roared with laughter.

“People pulling carriages? Good idea!”

“Our young lord really has the best ideas!”

“Come tomorrow, I’ll catch myself a few human cultivators and properly experience what it’s like having people pull my carriage!”

Hailing from the Heavenly Demon Valley, they were inherently antagonistic toward human factions, especially the Myriad Transformations Holy Land. Naturally, they wouldn’t miss the chance to kick them while they were down.

Luan Ping was enraged. “Di Kan, if the Heavenly Demon Valley wants war, the Myriad Transformations Holy Land will oblige till the end!”

Behind Di Kan, a demon clansman over a zhang tall stepped forward. “As if I’d fear you! Fight then! I’ve long found you sneaky bastards insufferable!”

Meanwhile, Chu Kuang had no interest in anything else at the moment. As he stared at the cluster of buildings shrouded in light mist, his expression grew grave. “Something’s off! Why has the Profound Pill Pavilion become like this?”

Luan Ping also ceased his quarreling. “Something is indeed off! I’m afraid this is no longer—”

Chu Kuang shook his head, his gaze glinting sharply. “No! This is the Profound Pill Pavilion, just the complete version!”

“Complete?”

Chu Kuang nodded. “Yes! It seems shifting fate has caused the complete Profound Pill Pavilion to manifest. This is the first time in over a thousand years. Ha, we’ve gotten lucky this time!”

He had the same thought as Gu Han. Even a tenth of the Profound Pill Pavilion would be a tremendous opportunity, let alone the entire establishment.

Luan Ping shook his head. “What a pity. With this light mist, I’m afraid we’re unlikely to get our hands on this opportunity!”

Ultimately, the essence of Chu Kuang’s soul still belonged to the Saint realm. “Send a message.”

Unlike others, he didn’t miss the subtle changes in the light mist. He just wasn’t in the mood to investigate these things.

Chu Kuang exhaled deeply. “Have him study it properly! The sooner the better, as delay invites trouble.”

Hearing Chu Kuang’s lack of respect toward the Holy Master, Luan Ping’s anger flared. “Show some respect. He is the Holy Master!”

Chu Kuang glanced at him. “So? Should I send word to him personally, then?”

Though unwilling, Luan Ping still forcefully suppressed his fury. “Understood. I’ll send word immediately.”

The other two factions immediately imitated his approach. After all, the light mist was too strange, completely beyond their comprehension.

Chu Kuang’s gaze shifted, landing on Gu Han. “Gu Han, it really is you!”

Gu Han raised an eyebrow. “So what? Miss me already? It’s only been a month.”

Chu Kuang’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Good! You are very good!”

His soul power was formidable. Of course, he’d long since detected Gu Han’s presence. He’d originally planned to arrive riding the Sacred Chariot, establish his prestige before everyone, then leverage that momentum to firmly suppress Gu Han.

Unfortunately, his plan was doomed to fail from the get go. Not only did he fail to establish any prestige, he’d lost most of his face. Without even guessing, it was definitely Gu Han and his people who did it!

“So it was him!”

“Outrageous!”

Beside him, the other two passengers of the Sacred Chariot turned extremely grim. Even with their status, they rarely had opportunities to ride the Sacred Chariot. When Chu Kuang warmly invited them along the journey, vanity got the better of them, and they couldn’t refuse. Not only would it fulfill their wish, but it would also allow them to impress Zhao Mengyou. Unfortunately, they just had to encounter Zuo Yang, that cook. Far from showing off, they got thrown off.

Behind the two, a guardian coldly reprimanded, “Where did you people come from, daring to ram the Sacred Chariot?!”

Zuo Yang remained calm and composed. “The Fengwu Court, Zuo Yang.”

Gu Han was expressionless. “The Fengwu Court, Gu Han.”

Ah Sha was taken aback, feeling she should likewise report her name as a fellow disciple. “Uh... The Fengwu Court, A-Ah Sha.”

That guardian was bewildered. Fengwu Court? What place is that? And there’s an idiot among them?

Meanwhile, Yuan Gang quietly explained a few things to them.

Murong Yan watched with a cold laugh. “First Luo Madman, now a Holy Land. That bastard Yuan Gang really is a natural-born lackey!”

Upon hearing Yuan Gang’s explanation, the guardian’s arrogance soared three zhang higher. “And here I thought you had some impressive background. Turns out you’re just a bunch of rogue cultivators. You’re practically asking for death!”

In his eyes, things like one sect, two courts, three families could be wiped out with a wave of his hand. He had served as guardian for several Holy Sons and had long developed his own unique set of principles.

When facing an opponent, first inquire about their background. If they were weak, crush them to dust. If they were equals, step forward and befriend them. If they were too strong, fawn and grovel. Years of testing had shown it to be nearly foolproof, and it had gradually become his code of conduct.

Clearly, at this moment, Gu Han was classified into the first category.

Immediately, the guardian’s third stage of Transcendent realm cultivation erupted completely. “Insignificant rogue cultivators, daring to ram the Sacred Chariot! The Yuhua Holy Land’s majesty tolerates no desecration!”

He reached out a great hand, grasping toward them.

Not far away, Luan Ping glanced at Chu Kuang. He knew Chu Kuang actually understood Gu Han’s foundations better than anyone, yet he hadn’t said a single word. His depth of scheming was clearly apparent.

Upon sensing the other’s hostility, Gu Tian was naturally the first to charge out again. “Kill!”

Gu Han stopped him. “Father, let me handle this.”

What Gu Han said, Gu Tian could still heed. “Okay...”

Gu Han glanced at Zuo Yang. “Senior Brother, this is a matter of life and death now, right?”

“It is.”

“Good, then.”

The crowd was completely baffled. Life and death? You’re only realizing this now? Isn’t that a bit too slow?

However, just as Gu Han prepared to take out that spirit seal, Zhao Mengyou’s voice rang out once more. “Wait, hear me out first, if you will?”

The crowd was startled as they were unable to fathom her intentions at all. The guardian also stopped. Logically, he didn’t need to listen to Zhao Mengyou at all. But first, the Tiansheng Hall’s strength surpassed the Yuhua Holy Land, and second, the Divine Maiden was also someone their Holy Son admired. He couldn’t possibly disregard them.

For a moment, he was caught between advancing and retreating, somewhat embarrassed.

Gu Han frowned deeply. Is she trying to extricate me from this predicament? Would she be so kind? Could it be...

Recalling Ah Sha’s earlier words, his heart stirred. I’m fifty percent certain now!

Zhao Mengyou’s voice was ethereal and melodious, extremely pleasing to the ears. “Wu Han, Qi Jun, Zuo Yang is... my f-friend. Today’s incident was also a misunderstanding. Besides, now that the Profound Pill Pavilion has run into trouble, resolving this is of utmost priority. We shouldn’t create unnecessary conflicts. For my sake, how about everyone take a step back?”

Friend? The two men’s expressions turned cold for an instant. Only a few could be called friends by Zhao Mengyou. At least, neither of them had that honor.

Glancing at Gu Han and the others, Wu Han asked flatly, “Mengyou, are these people qualified to be your friends?”

Qi Jun was clad in white robes that accentuated his elegant demeanor, yet his gloom ruined his overall image. “Indeed. Have my eyes deceived me? Are these people some kind of hidden, unparalleled prodigies that you would hold them in such regard?”

Zhao Mengyou was not angered. Instead, she passed the question to Zuo Yang, seemingly with deliberate intent. “As for that, what do you think?”

Zuo Yang shook his head. “Unparalleled prodigy? More like improper and unsuitable.”

Wu Han and Qi Jun exchanged glances, snickering coldly. At least you have some self-awareness!

Zuo Yang thought for a moment before saying, “Actually, using it to describe my junior brother is an insult to him.”