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The light glimmered around the short blade, clearly not of ordinary quality. Wang Lie exchanged a glance with Yanli: "Oh, so you’re really going to take action, huh? Let me see the true strength of Tang Ming, the Tribute."

Wang Lie laughed heartily, not taking Tang Ming, who was only at the Qi Refinement Realm, seriously at all.

The short blade in Tang Ming’s hand gleamed like a blue meteor. He neither sealed nor activated immortal power, charging straight at Wang Lie.

"Fool, with such recklessness, you can’t possibly defeat me. I’ll set up my protective shield; you won’t be able to harm me."

Wang Lie snorted, yet Tang Ming’s short blade pierced through his Immortal Power Shield with a bang, directly stabbing his throat.

Wang Lie looked at Tang Ming in disbelief, his blood pooling from the slit throat. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"How dare you kill Wang Lie! He was part of the Wang Family. You’ve brought upon yourself a great disaster."

Yanli screamed.

Tang Ming wiped the blood from the short blade on Wang Lie’s garments: "So what if he’s from the Wang Family? In these times, true strength is what matters. I won’t believe the Wang Family would trouble me over a dead man."

Tang Ming retorted with Wang Lie’s previous words, making Yanli’s face twist in fury.

The tall, thin man standing next to Wang Lie clapped his hands: "Well said. To die by the hands of someone like you, he’s not worthy of the Wang Family seeking revenge. Yanli, move aside — let me handle this boy."

Yanli turned to look at Wang Biao, who was Wang Lie’s brother, but he didn’t seem angry about Wang Lie’s death.

Being cultivators, they must be prepared for their own demise; killers will ultimately be killed.

Just like Wang Lie, Wang Biao was an executioner for the Wang Family. Over the years, most enemies of the Wang Family had perished at the hands of these two brothers.

They were somewhat weaker than Yanli, only at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, yet still stronger compared to the Qi Refinement Realm cultivator Tang Ming.

Wang Biao thought Wang Lie was too careless, not taking Tang Ming seriously, which led to his downfall.

At this moment, Wang Biao was the first to raise the Immortal Energy Barrier, holding the Magical Treasure Long Sword stored in his Storage Ring.

"Come on, Tang Ming, let me see your true strength."

A cruel smile tugged at Wang Biao’s lips. The only fitting way to cleanse Wang Lie’s death was with blood, providing some recompense for the family.

"Let me do it."

Mo Chou shouted, attempting to step in for Tang Ming.

Tang Ming’s hand rested on Mo Chou’s shoulder: "Trust me."

Mo Chou gave Tang Ming a surprised look, while Tang Ming continued to hold the short blade single-handedly, walking toward Wang Biao.

Swordsman.

Suddenly, the title filled Mo Chou’s mind.

At this moment, Tang Ming resembled the legendary swordsman of Taoyuan World, solitary and proud, drawing his blade to kill, and concealing his blade to retreat from the world.

Clang.

The short blade struck Wang Biao’s Immortal Energy Barrier, shattering it into pieces. He retreated in panic, but Tang Ming was evidently quicker.

"Don’t, don’t kill me."

Wang Biao was kicked in the belly by Tang Ming, sitting on the ground in a frenzied state, looking at Tang Ming.

Tang Ming turned his gaze toward Yanli and Yingying.

Yanli and Yingying were equally shocked. Tang Ming appeared to be only a Qi Refinement Realm cultivator, yet fought more fiercely than those at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

"A killer must face death themselves. If you intend to eliminate me, why should I spare you?"

Tang Ming’s short blade aimed at Wang Biao’s throat; a long sword flew out from the corner, blocking his blade.

"Tang Ming, Master and I underestimated you. However, with your current strength, you’re still unworthy of Yingying as a Daoist Companion. I’ll give you another chance — agree to terminate the marriage promise with Yingying, and I can assure you the Wang Family won’t pursue Wang Lie’s death in your hands, otherwise, I’ll personally avenge Wang Lie."

Yanli had lost her previous allure, now gazing sternly at Tang Ming.

In her mind, Tang Ming had become a hidden cultivator with concealed strength mingling with the Huan Die Sect. Recalling the matters that Master Xiang Die once discussed with her, she felt that Tang Ming was truly a trump card of Sect Leader Qing Die of the Huan Die Sect.

Only, this trump card had appeared prematurely, revealing flaws that she discovered, although the loss of Wang Lie was unfortunate, if she could eliminate Tang Ming as a threat, it would still be accounted for with the Master.

"Break the engagement? I’ve said before I can write a dismissal letter to that Yingying girl, as I’ve never agreed to become Daoist Companions with her."

Tang Ming’s gaze settled on Yingying.

Yingying suddenly raised her head: "Unacceptable. If you write such a letter, how would I ever marry in the future? Tang Ming, you cruel-hearted, deliberately wanting me to face the fate of a dismissed woman."

"Have you considered that if I, Tang Ming, were to be dismissed, how would I ever hold my head high as a man in the future? To be honest, even if a woman like you knelt and begged me, I wouldn’t take you home as a Daoist Companion. I’ll grant you all one last opportunity; leave Green Butterfly Peak, or forever stay."

A flash of killing intent flickered across Tang Ming’s body, causing Yingying to tremble slightly.

Yanli snorted coldly, reaching out, two curved blades appeared in her hands: "Tribute Tang Ming, since you speak thus, my sister disciples and I will take offense. Yingying, attack."

Yanli’s figure flickered, appearing next to Tang Ming.

Her body was wrapped in immortal energy, strands of pink light wove into massive butterfly wings.

The wings flapped, pink threads entwining toward Tang Ming’s body, the curved blades poised, one towards Tang Ming’s throat, the other towards his stomach.

"Vicious woman."

Tang Ming retreated several steps, avoiding Yanli’s attack, yet Yingying’s sword emerged from Tang Ming’s blind spot.

Mo Chou exclaimed in surprise, drawing her Treasure Sword to help Tang Ming, but Tang Ming’s body vanished from the original spot.

Unknowingly, he leaped into mid-air, several Bone Spur Darts appeared in his hand.

The darts flew, dragging the beast bone chains behind them.

The darts seemed to have eyes, piercing into the area around Yingying, the chain directly binding Yingying defenselessly, securing her to the spot.

"Orochi Technique."

Tang Ming yelled loudly, his immortal energy exploded outward.

Yanli screamed, retreating: "You, you’re not at the Qi Refinement Realm."

"My realm is none of your concern. If you wish to kill me, then let me keep you here."

The knife in Tang Ming’s hand was stored back in the Storage Ring, as his body started to descend gradually, his hand forming a strange spell seal.