First Immortal of the Sword

hese crooks would set their sights on me anyway?”

The youth grimaced, but the way Yuan Luoxi and Huang Qianjun looked at him had clearly already changed.
They dared not be as impudent as before.

Su Yi noticed this, but said nothing.

At the end of the day, this was the Great Zhou Dynasty’s territory.
Everything was subject to imperial authority.
Never mind Yuan Luoxi and the others; even Martial Dao Grandmasters would have to be respectful.

Thud thud thud!

Footsteps rang out, and a group emerged from the stairwell.

The leader was the same scholarly middle-aged man who’d blocked Su Yi’s path earlier.

A group of black-robed, masked figures followed him.
Only their eyes were visible, but they looked strong, and all of them emanated vicious murderous intent.

“We must have startled you, Sixth Highness.” The middle-aged scholar approached with a smile.
“Zhang Yiren and his subordinates are busy fighting for their lives; they have no time to spare worrying about others.
Our people are restricting those three subordinates of yours too.
I’m afraid only Zhang Duo is left to protect you.”

He paused, then continued, “Sixth Highness, if you know what’s good for you, please hand it over.
I guarantee that if you do, we’ll turn and leave here and now.”

“Who sent you?” The purple-robed youth asked, his expression cold as ice.

The scholarly middle-aged man sighed.
“To tell the truth, I’m wondering the same thing.
Just who spent such a vast sum to hire us? It was too tempting an offer to resist despite knowing capture might very mean death for our entire families.
We would never have agreed to such a dangerous undertaking otherwise.”

“Someone hired you?” The purple-robed youth’s brow knit together.
“How much did they spend? I can give you double.
All you have to do is leave right now.
If you do, I swear on my name that I won’t pursue this matter.”

The middle-aged scholar laughed and shook his head.
“Sixth Highness, no need to stall for time.
I’ll count to three.
If you don’t hand it over, don’t blame me for my poor manners.”

“One.” He extended a finger, his expression calm.

The men in black behind him clenched their weapons, ready to strike.
Tension filled the air, so thick, you could cut it with a knife.

“Is there really no room to negotiate?” The purple-robed youth frowned, but although his expression was unsightly, he wasn’t panicking.

The middle-aged man didn’t even dignify this with a response.
His lips parted, and he said, “Two.”

By now, Yuan Luoxi, Huang Qianjun, and Cheng Wuyong felt the tension too.
They inwardly cried out.

If possible, I would have preferred not to have learned that purple-robed youth’s true identity.

This is just great.
If something happens to His Sixth Highness, how can we just stand back and watch?

If the Great Zhou Dynasty’s imperial family blamed them for their inaction, it would inevitably implicate their families and factions too!

Master Su was right, Yuan Luoxi sighed to herself. This guy is a walking disaster. The most dangerous part of the ship is whatever part he’s in!

But for some reason, when she saw Su Yi sitting comfortably and at ease not far away, she felt reassured. With Master Su here, what’s there to be afraid of?

As she thought this, Yuan Luoxi adjusted her posture, standing more upright than before.

Meanwhile, before the middle-aged man could say “three”, the purple-robed youth shouted, “Martial Aunt Qing Jin, if you wait any longer, I’m afraid I’m really done for!”

His voice boomed throughout the darkness.

Everyone was stunned.

Immediately afterward, a lazy, yet uniquely magnetic feminine voice rang out.
“Hmph! What are you carrying on about? The fighting hasn’t started yet, has it?”

A flash of movement accompanied her voice, and before the crowd knew what was happening, a slender figure stood before them.

Her eyes were bright and sharp as knives, and her dark hair was tied back in a ponytail, revealing her exquisitely beautiful face.

Her fair skin was as smooth and unblemished as porcelain, and her simple white clothes did little to obscure her winsome figure.
The fabric nevertheless outlined her shocking curves.

She carried a jade circlet in one hand, a pot of wine in the other as she slumped lazily.
Her bearing was rather unique, but she had quite the presence.

The crowd’s gazes converged on her.
Most had never seen someone so stunning. 

Yuan Luoxi couldn’t help but mutter, “What a pretty big sister!”

“You’ve got good taste!” Qing Jin gave her a thumbs up, her full red lips curving into an intoxicating smile.

In a rare display of bashfulness, Yuan Luoxi blushed, then averted her gaze, not daring to meet Qing Jin’s eyes.

Huang Qianjun’s heart pounded in his chest. This woman is monstrous…..
How could any ordinary man withstand her charms!?

Even Su Yi couldn’t help but take a second glance at Qing Jin.
He was a bit stunned. A body of water and cloud with the mysterious charm of the mist.
I wouldn’t have guessed that the Great Zhou was home to a natural-born Spiritmist Jade Physique.
It’s included in ‘the Heavens’ Guide to Spiritual Physiques’, although admittedly only in the low eighth-tier.
Still, for a mundane nation like this, that’s already quite rare 

Numerous exceptional spiritual physiques existed in this world, and their owners typically blossomed into talents whose radiance far exceeded their peers.

The strongest such physiques included the Nine Yang Solar Physique, the Five Elements Physique, Sword Bone Spirit Embryos, Lightning War Physiques, among others.
All were heaven-defying existence. 

Even in the Nine Provinces of the Wilds, they were as rare as qilin horns and phoenix feathers.
Ten thousand years might pass without a single such individual appearing. 

But the girl the purple-robed youth had just called “Martial Aunt Qing Jin” had a natural Spiritmist Jade Physique!

This spiritual physique was as soft and ethereal as the clouds, with a spirituality as pure as mist.
Talent like this was enough to warrant calling her a “little monster”!