CHAPTER 377: CHAPTER 377: DON’T FAIL TO APPRECIATE KINDNESS

"Then I’ll trouble the Master to try again and request the Grandmaster to emerge and save us!"

"That’s right, only the Spirit Sword Ancestor can subdue the formidable Duke Yu!"

"Please, Master, consider the bigger picture!"

......

Facing everyone’s earnest pleas, the Spirit Sword Peak Master sighed helplessly.

"I’ll do my best to try..."

However, before the words were finished, a calm and aged voice sounded beside him.

"No need, I’ve come out."

Everyone only felt a blur before their eyes, and an old man with an immortal and dignified demeanor, dressed in hemp clothes and having a youthful visage, appeared next to the Spirit Sword Peak Master, gazing solemnly towards the outside of the gate.

"Greetings, Spirit Sword Ancestor!"

Seeing this legendary living fossil-like figure, everyone felt as if a heavy burden was lifted, and their hearts were filled with an overwhelming sense of security.

Yet, at this moment, their backbone appeared as calm as water, frowning deeply.

Soon realizing something was off, everyone followed his gaze and saw several leisurely figures approaching slowly.

Leading them was a young lad dressed in a luxurious black silk robe, whose peerlessly handsome features exuded a captivating and somewhat wicked aura, radiating a mysterious, oppressive presence that made one reluctant to look directly at him.

In the arms of the boy in black was a little girl with features as delicate as porcelain, her big, crystal-clear eyes curiously observing her surroundings without the slightest sense of tension despite being watched by powerful figures.

Behind them, a tall and voluptuous woman followed a half step behind, quietly trailing along.

Instantly guessing the visitors’ identities, everyone nervously watched the approaching boy in black, except for the Spirit Sword Ancestor, who was staring intently at the woman behind the youth.

"Gui Hua! You’re not dead yet!"

Upon hearing the gritted speech, Gui Hua slowly lifted her head, revealing a stunningly beautiful face that could topple kingdoms, and smiled faintly.

"Gao Haochen, aren’t you also not dead?"

"Hmph!"

Gao Haochen snorted coldly, his gaze flicking between the boy in black and Gui Hua, sneering.

"Who would have thought that the initially rebellious First Generation Demon Sect Master has now become a dog of the court!"

At these words, everyone present turned pale with shock, instantly casting their gaze towards the woman behind the youth.

The First Generation Demon Sect Master?

Such a legendary figure appeared so vibrantly just like that?!

But... why was she following behind Duke Yu?

And seemingly reverently...

For a moment, everyone’s gaze towards the boy in black turned more wary and fearful, a realization dawning in their hearts.

To subdue even the First Generation Demon Sect Master, this was much harder than killing her!

"A wise man knows which way the wind blows, Gao Haochen, now it’s your turn..."

Sensing Gui Hua’s gloating, Gao Haochen looked with a calm expression at the leading youth, and asked softly.

"Are you Duke Yu, Li Lin?"

"I am."

"An uninvited guest, what’s your purpose here?"

"To kill."

Boom!

A single stone stirred a thousand waves, it was unexpected that the boy in black was so arrogant and overbearing, without any concealment, making everyone present rise to their feet, glaring at him angrily.

Seeing this, Zhu Haomiao sneered, pressing his hand slightly.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m a kind-hearted person, can’t stand bloodshed, as long as you keep your wits, I won’t go on a killing spree."

However, this reassurance only made everyone more furious, as Qu Fanshuang drew the treasure sword from her back with a backhand, fearlessly charging towards the boy in black.

"Traitor, die!"

"Shuang’er, stop!"

Knowing that his beloved disciple was fearless like a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, the Spirit Sword Peak Master trembled all over, hurriedly trying to stop her.

Yet, after all, Qu Fanshuang was a prodigy seen once in a century, merging her body with the sword, transforming into a chilling spirit light. In haste, even the Master could not catch up to her.

On the other hand, facing this reckless attack, Zhu Haomiao felt unaffected in the slightest. Instead, Gui Hua behind him lifted her gaze, glancing at Qu Fanshuang.

In her bizarre eyes, vortex-like spirals seemed to turn, with her materialized gaze penetrating the sword light, instantly piercing Qu Fanshuang’s soul.

It felt like a steel needle had pierced her brow, Qu Fanshuang’s delicate body shivered, the condensed True Qi disintegrating like snow meeting the arrogant sun.

Her back of the head felt like taking a heavy blow, her mind buzzed, consciousness blanked, body weak and numb, even the feather-light treasure sword was lifted no more. Without control, she knelt down involuntarily.

Rip~

With the momentum of her charge, Qu Fanshuang slid to a kneel all the way, stopping right in front of Zhu Haomiao.

"......"

"......"

After several seconds of wide-eyed staring, Qu Fanshuang’s shattered spirit began to recover clarity, her vacant, blank gaze slowly focused, looking up in dazed confusion at the boy in black.

"Rise, it’s not even New Year yet."

An uncontrollable chuckle whispered into her ears, and a blush instantly bloomed on Qu Fanshuang’s face, more vibrant than snow, her fists clenching as she trembled uncontrollably.

"You... I..."

"No need for such a grand gesture at our first meeting, I didn’t prepare a greeting gift either."

"......"

After a brief silence, Qu Fanshuang picked up her fallen treasure sword, shouting angrily with shame.

"Scoundrel, face..."

"Enough!"

A low shout came from behind, and Qu Fanshuang instantly lifted into the air, flying backward uncontrollably, being brought to Gao Haochen’s side.

"Duke Yu spared your life, don’t be ungrateful!"

"I..."

Hearing the reprimand from the Ancestor, the unyielding Qu Fanshuang bit her lip bitterly, furiously glaring at Zhu Haomiao.

Even at this moment, she didn’t believe a brat a few years younger than her could be that strong!

If it hadn’t been for the Demon Sect leader’s suppression earlier, she would have captured that arrogant lad already!

On the other hand, Gao Haochen grasped Qu Fanshuang’s shoulder, shielding her behind, staring intently at Zhu Haomiao.

Only at his level could he barely glimpse the terrifying monster hidden beneath the boy in black’s youthful facade.

In a fleeting moment, Gao Haochen felt as if facing a brutal giant carnivorous beast through iron bars, even if the other party hadn’t bared its tusks, the inadvertently revealed greed and hunger still made his scalp tingle.

"A guest is always welcome. Since Duke Yu is keen on negotiation, please have a seat."

Faced with Gao Haochen’s probing, Zhu Haomiao nodded with a smile, striding into the hall unceremoniously.

Under countless apprehensive and hostile gazes, the boy in black, holding Zhao Nuo, strode up to the topmost seat, sitting audaciously in the host’s position, while the unfathomably powerful Gui Hua respectfully stood by his side, like a dutiful maid.

"......"

Everyone instinctively glanced at the Spirit Sword Peak Master, only to find him with a serene demeanor, seemingly not noticing the boy in black’s infringement.

"What are you standing for? Have a seat."

Faced with Zhu Haomiao’s reversed command, everyone could only shift their gaze towards Gao Haochen.

The immortal-looking Gao Haochen casually summoned a chair, sitting side by side with Zhu Haomiao.

Seeing that even the Spirit Sword Peak Master had to stand like a subordinate behind the Ancestor, the crowd could only wait standing for the two giants to negotiate.