Chapter 71: A Reverse Approach

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Swish!

A flash of white light.

A fierce blade aura swept forth.

This sudden turn of events startled everyone present.

The blade's speed was beyond compare.

All anyone saw was a blur before their eyes.

Only after regaining their composure did they realize that Yin Susu's strike had been aimed at a particular person.

Upon closer inspection, that person turned out to be Yun Zhonghe, whose expression grew remarkably complex.

Numerous gazes flickered back and forth between Yin Susu and Yun Zhonghe.

They surmised that Yun Zhonghe, the notorious lecher, must have acted inappropriately toward Yin Susu, and the latter, unable to endure it any longer, had finally struck out.

Many secretly clicked their tongues in disbelief—who would have thought Yun Zhonghe would be so brazen as to harass even Yin Tianzheng's beloved daughter?

He truly has no sense of self-preservation!

Yun Zhonghe paid no heed to what everyone thought. At that moment, his face was blank with confusion.

He had been enjoying the sight of a beautiful woman, but out of nowhere, a blade's radiance slashed toward him.

Glancing aside, he saw that Ye Kai, who had been standing beside him, had already slipped far away.

That was bad enough, but Ye Kai even looked on with a face that clearly anticipated a good show.

"Bastard!" Yun Zhonghe cursed under his breath.

As the blade light was about to strike him, he could no longer admire Yin Susu's beauty.

With a light tap of his toe, his body shot sideways, skimming low across the ground as his foot scraped several meters.

He twisted slightly, and the blade aura grazed past his skin.

Its fierce force left his skin stinging.

On the platform, Yin Susu saw Yun Zhonghe dissolve her attack so easily, and a trace of surprise flickered in her limpid eyes.

He truly has some skill.

But Yun Zhonghe, you’d better remember—this matter will not be settled so easily.

Though her heart stewed with these thoughts, her face showed only a gentle, apologetic smile. "My sincerest apologies. I acted out of turn—please forgive me, sir."

Yun Zhonghe steadied himself and looked up at the smiling Yin Susu. He thought to himself, No wonder they say the more beautiful the woman, the more deceitful she is—Yin Susu certainly fits the bill.

She could lie without batting an eye.

Her words carried a subtle hint of seduction; her voice was soft and electrifying.

Hearing her speak, Yun Zhonghe felt almost intoxicated.

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What a little enchantress!

He couldn't help but praise her inwardly.

But who was Yun Zhonghe? A true gentleman—he would not indulge a woman's bad habits.

No matter how lovely, in his eyes, women were nothing but alluring skeletons.

If Ye Kai knew what Yun Zhonghe was thinking, he would surely curse him for his shamelessness.

After all, when Yin Susu wielded her blade, Yun Zhonghe's reaction was entirely different.

"Miss Yin, you did that on purpose, didn't you?" Yun Zhonghe bluntly accused her.

At once, all eyes turned toward him.

On the platform, Yin Susu's smile faltered for a moment.

But she quickly recovered, her laughter gentle as water. "Sir, I told you it was unintentional. What more would you have me do?"

As she spoke, her limpid eyes glistened with tears.

The crowd, seeing this, silently berated Yun Zhonghe for being a brute with no sense of tenderness.

Let’s see just how far you can keep up this charade.

Yun Zhonghe, however, showed no intention of backing down.

"It’s simple. Spend one night with me and we’ll call it even."

His words were downright shocking.

The crowd stared at Yun Zhonghe as if he were a fool.

"I think Yun Zhonghe has grown tired of living," someone muttered.

"Brother Yun!" Ye Kai called out anxiously.

To Ye Kai, even if Yun Zhonghe was a rake, there ought to be limits.

To make such a request of Yin Susu, and in the headquarters of the Skyhawk Sect before so many witnesses—this was utter folly.

Ignoring the incredulous stares around him, Yun Zhonghe fixed his burning gaze on Yin Susu, his eyes ablaze as if they could burn away her clothing.

Face to face with his brazen stare, Yin Susu’s expression frosted over, and a murderous aura began to gather within her.

In the depths of her eyes, the intent to kill surged.

She had only meant to teach Yun Zhonghe a lesson, to vent her anger.

But she hadn’t anticipated this lecher would push even further, shaming her so openly.

If Yun Zhonghe didn’t die, her anger would never be appeased.

"Skyhawk Sect disciples—where are you!"

Yin Susu’s voice rang out, sharp and cold.

At her command, several figures in black, masked and armed with long sabers, appeared and surrounded Yun Zhonghe.

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Faced with this, Yun Zhonghe showed not the slightest trace of anxiety. His smile only grew wider as he looked at Yin Susu.

"Now, that’s more like it," he said, glancing around at the Skyhawk Sect disciples before him. "This so-called Blade Appreciation Gathering is nothing but a pretense. The Skyhawk Sect merely wishes to use this opportunity to expand its own power and become the overlord of the martial world."

He then turned to address the assembled crowd: "If you refuse to submit to the Skyhawk Sect today, I’m afraid none of you will leave here alive!"

His words sent a jolt through the entire hall.

All eyes immediately locked onto Yin Susu.

What did Yun Zhonghe mean by this?

Now the focus of everyone’s attention, Yin Susu’s face was ashen.

She gazed at Yun Zhonghe in disbelief, unable to fathom how he had learned of her plan.

"Men—kill him!"

Yin Susu pointed at Yun Zhonghe, her eyes brimming with murderous intent.

At her order, the Skyhawk Sect disciples slashed at Yun Zhonghe with their sabers.

Blades fell in unison, their momentum fierce and terrifying.

Yet Yun Zhonghe stood his ground, a faint smile playing at his lips, not regarding his attackers in the least.

Just as the blades were about to reach him, an invisible force burst forth, halting their advance.

No matter how hard they tried, the sabers could not advance another inch.

Seeing their agony, Yun Zhonghe took a single step forward. Unable to withstand the overwhelming pressure, the disciples fell to the ground in defeat.

This spectacle naturally drew the attention of all, their gazes filled with astonishment as they looked at Yun Zhonghe.

None had expected his martial arts to be so formidable.

"Surely the Skyhawk Sect, having planned so long for today, has more in store than this?" Yun Zhonghe swept his eyes around the hall, finally settling on Yin Susu’s face. "If this is all, I must say I’m rather disappointed."

His words snapped everyone from their daze.

Only then did they recall that the Blade Appreciation Gathering was a mere ruse—the true purpose was to trap them all in one fell swoop.

They might have doubted Yun Zhonghe’s words earlier, but after what had just transpired, they believed him now.

Yin Susu’s gaze turned icy as she looked at Yun Zhonghe. "Do not be deceived by this scoundrel’s honeyed words," she declared.

Her voice had lost all trace of gentleness, replaced by chilling severity.

"It is said in the martial world that whoever possesses the Dragon-Slaying Blade will rule the land. If someone truly owned such a treasure, surely they would do all in their power to keep it secret. Yet your sect does the opposite, making it known to all under heaven—does that not arouse suspicion?"