CHAPTER 75: 75, ONE KICK [SEEKING RECOMMENDATION TICKETS]

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, being curious isn’t always a good thing. That’s how house cats end up dead."

Wen Ping chuckled softly, ignored Yu Mo’s cold stare, and then scanned his surroundings. He activated the Changmo Technique, sensing the faint presence of Wood Qi, and then locked onto a building not far ahead.

Just as he was about to cross over the boxes to reach the front door of the house, the window above him shattered with a bang. The wooden window frame fell perfectly onto the street.

The bustling street under the window suddenly erupted in chaos as people hurriedly backed away in alarm. Those who couldn’t escape in time stumbled back into the arms of others. Some got their feet trampled on, while others were cursing at those around them to stop pushing.

"Are you blind?"

"Hey, up front, can you stop pushing? I’m crushing my kid!"

...

Noisy voices reached their ears one after another. As their voices resonated, a figure landed in front of Wen Ping.

Bang!

The figure landed firmly on the bluestone pavement.

After landing, she glanced up at the window, and then leaped to catch a small cloth bag falling from the sky.

It did look a bit like a break-in robbery—someone above stealing, someone below providing support. If it weren’t for the fact that the person who jumped down was someone Wen Ping knew, he really might have thought so—this person in front of him was, of course, Lu Yue.

Now Lu Yue had completely lost her earlier beauty and composure, appearing very flustered. Particularly when she looked up at the broken window, the fear and worry on her face made her resemble a trembling quail.

Wen Ping didn’t greet her; instead, he focused his gaze on the gray cloth bag in her hands.

Wooden Flowing Sand!

The Changmo Technique was resonating with it from afar.

"Aye!"

Lu Yue suddenly shouted, but just as her voice fell, a shout came from the second floor.

"Go quickly! Don’t worry about me!"

Just as Lu Yue was about to respond, a voice came from behind her.

"Go? I want to see where you think you’re going!" A loud voice sounded from the crowd, followed by an even louder shout, "This is the Kao Shan Sect’s business, everyone else disperse now!"

As the voice fell, the crowd began to scatter. Upon seeing that it was indeed people from the Kao Shan Sect, they hurriedly moved far aside, afraid of getting caught up in the commotion. Once the crowd had dispersed, a group of Kao Shan Sect members wearing black robes walked over slowly.

The leader was a young man in blue, exuding an extraordinary aura indicative of someone in a higher position. Especially his eyes, which bore down on Lu Yue with a look as if heaven was gazing down upon ants.

Lu Yue concentrated and recognized the leader of the Kao Shan Sect disciples. Her face suddenly changed – the Young Sect Leader of the Kao Shan Sect had come in person. With a bitter smile, she muttered, "So this was all part of your plan."

She didn’t know how Wan Shan found out about this. When she and Aye acquired this Green Sand, they made sure no one saw and told no one. Yet, inexplicably, Wan Shan knew.

Could it be that Wan Shan had conspired with the treasure hunters from the outer city, with them merely acting as free treasure hunters?

Lu Yue stopped thinking about it and turned to escape, but behind her came a whistling sound, a cold gleam heading straight for her forehead at a speed as fast as lightning. Sensing this aura stronger than Wan Shan, and seeing who was coming at her, Lu Yue’s face turned ashen.

Because his presence meant Aye was already dead; otherwise, Aye wouldn’t have let him come down from upstairs to chase after her.

Her thoughts weren’t yet interrupted when the Sword Aura almost reached her eyes.

A faint, wry smile gradually appeared on Lu Yue’s pale face, slowly widened, and then froze.

Then she closed her eyes, forcing herself to accept this reality.

Though unwilling, she had no choice but to accept it.

Perhaps this was the fate for her and Aye, not having the opportunity to see the outside world.

What a pity that both she and Aye must die in others’ schemes, becoming vengeful spirits, rather than dying by an opponent’s blade and entering the cycle of rebirth honorably.

"Aye, I’m coming to join you!"

As Lu Yue finished speaking, just as the sword was about to pierce her forehead, suddenly, a foot appeared, kicking the belly of the red-robed middle-aged man who was skirting past Wen Ping.

Bam!

The entire red-robed middle-aged man flew backward instantly, then collided horizontally with the stone pillar in front of the house.

He shattered the pillar, then crashed through the wall, finally flying inside the house.

Witnessing this scene, the members of the Kao Shan Sect stood there, stupefied for a moment, unable to believe what they had just seen.

Was that red-robed middle-aged man not a Body Refining Thirteenth Layer cultivator?

How could this...?

Once they snapped back to reality, the Kao Shan Sect members immediately kicked away the bricks and rushed inside.

"Senior Han!"

"Senior Han, are you alright?"

The Kao Shan Sect members abandoned their siege of Lu Yue and flocked around him.

Wen Ping glanced at Yu Mo, who had intervened suddenly, and asked, "Senior Yu, what are you doing?"

"Helping you save your woman, of course!"

Yu Mo had a look like he was waiting to be thanked again.

This time, Wen Ping couldn’t even be bothered to respond to him anymore.

Upon sensing the change in the surrounding commotion, Lu Yue slowly opened her eyes. Tears glittered in her eyes, and she stared ahead blankly, utterly perplexed.

Why wasn’t she dead?

Why was one side of the house collapsed? What had happened while she was preparing to face death?

Seeing the person standing in front of her, Lu Yue was a little surprised. It was the seemingly ordinary and even somewhat unkempt-looking middle-aged man who had been next to Wen Ping the entire time.

"Senior!"

Yu Mo smiled, nodded back, and responded, "No need to thank me. You are Wen Ping’s woman, naturally, you are my friend too. This kid is shy, some words he doesn’t dare say, but deep down you understand."

Wen Ping’s face darkened upon hearing this.

Fortunately, Yu Mo’s words sounded like a joke no matter how you listened.

At this moment, the red-robed middle-aged man climbed up from the ground, retrieved his long sword, and angrily swung it to cut through the collapsed rubble. In a flash, he charged out of the house, confronting Yu Mo.

Both of them stood still, but their locked gazes alone sent chills down the spines of those around them.

Wan Shan then dashed out of the house.

"Kao Shan Sect official business, capturing a sect traitor. May I know which senior has intervened to help?"

After saying this, he saw the person right in front of him.

His expression slowly solidified.

He could hardly believe it—it was Wen Ping.

"It’s you!"

"..."

Wen Ping was speechless upon hearing this, but couldn’t help mentally complaining a bit.

What a clichéd line.

Couldn’t he express his surprise in a more original way?

"Wan Shan, long time no see, you’re still as unlikable as ever."

"Wen Ping, I know you have strong backing, but you’re meddling in the Kao Shan Sect’s family affairs. Consider the consequences carefully."

"I’ve already kicked him, can I take it back?"

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