Chapter Thirty-Five: The Realm Beyond Grandmaster

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Thus, some speculated that the royal family had secretly sent assassins to kill the two, instilling even greater fear of the crown’s authority.

Previously, those who had sought favor with the Mo and Yan families hurriedly distanced themselves, fearing to bring trouble upon themselves.

The Mo family’s status plummeted dramatically, while the Yan family remained largely unaffected. After all, Yan Ruyu was still alive, and no one could shake her position.

Within the Supervisory Court,

A woman with graying temples stood in the grand hall, while atop a raised platform sat a young-looking woman.

Her eyes shimmered with countless fleeting lights, and she wore a flowing pale green gown.

Her snow-white face remained calm as she spoke, “You say your disciple was killed?”

“Yes, please, Director, I beg you to take charge,” the woman hastily knelt.

“Remember, the Supervisory Court serves the royal family. Your disciple was reckless and defied imperial authority; such disobedience deserves death. I cannot intervene,” Director Su Ying replied coolly and indifferently.

“Director, this matter is not the doing of the royal family but the act of two insignificant juniors,” the woman pleaded earnestly.

“Leave now. For both justice and reason, this benefits the royal family, so I will not interfere,” Su Ying said, maintaining her cold expression throughout.

Seeing the director’s stance, the woman had no choice but to leave. Yet she could not give up so easily.

The disciple who killed her Chen Li had slapped her face; such a disgrace demanded vengeance. Without killing those two scoundrels, her hatred would never be quelled.

As the two walked side by side, suddenly a fierce wind swept through, and in the blink of an eye, an elderly woman with gray temples stepped through the air.

This was none other than Chen Li, Mo Qingshan’s master, who stopped where the two stood.

With a cold voice, she demanded, “Who killed Mo Qingshan? Step forward and accept death.”

Faced with this overwhelming aura, the two were stunned, then instinctively stepped forward.

Xie Mengmeng looked at him oddly and said, “Wasn’t it me who killed him? Why are you stepping forward?”

Lin Chen shot her a glare, then replied calmly, “We did kill the man, but senior, don’t you want to ask why he was killed?”

“Ants! You dare admit to killing my disciple? Today, you will surely die!” Chen Li’s eyes radiated savage coldness.

Lin Chen felt speechless. Why did these people always call others ants? Aren’t we all born of parents? Do they have an extra leg or something?

And they always believed their own people, right or wrong, must not die.

“If you want to fight, then fight. Spare me the nonsense. But before we start, a warning: once I make a move, you will die,” Lin Chen said with icy eyes.

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Chen Li sneered, “Hmph! Mere Fifth Realm cultivators dare to boast before me.”

With that, she waved her hand lightly, unleashing gusts of fierce wind that surged toward the two like a tidal wave.

In an instant, a golden light shot from Lin Chen’s storage pouch, transforming into a golden warrior wielding a long spear.

Without hesitation, the golden warrior swung the spear fiercely, thrusting several meters toward Chen Li.

Chen Li’s pupils suddenly widened, her face filled with terror as she whispered in disbelief, “Impossible… How can this be? Why is there someone above the Grandmaster level?”

She summoned a gale in an attempt to block the brutal strike.

However, the golden warrior shattered the layers of wind barriers and was about to reach her.

Suddenly, a cold and clear voice rang out, “I beg you, senior, to show mercy. My subordinate was reckless and offended you. I offer my apologies on his behalf.”

This was Director Su Ying of the Supervisory Court. The golden warrior glanced back at Lin Chen, seeking his indication.

“I have a bad habit: anyone who harbors murderous intent toward me will be eliminated,” Lin Chen replied coldly.

With that, the golden warrior gripped his spear tightly and thrust forward.

Whoosh!

The wind barrier shattered, and Chen Li was flung backward in a sorry state.

Tear~

Su Ying gasped, closing her eyes, unwilling to witness the impending tragedy.

Boom!!!

Landing on the ground with muffled thuds, Chen Li barely steadied herself when the golden warrior appeared before her, spear poised.

It struck her chest directly.

Chen Li stretched out a trembling hand and struggled to speak, “Director! Help… help…”

Before she could finish, she collapsed lifelessly like a deflated ball, blood pooling on the ground.

Su Ying finally opened her eyes from shock and helplessly shook her head as she looked at the deceased Chen Li.

Had she been stronger, she could have fought the golden warrior.

But now, seeing the golden warrior’s power, she didn’t dare to intervene.

Lin Chen and Xie Mengmeng stared in disbelief. They knew the golden warrior was powerful.

Yet they never imagined that even a Grandmaster would be powerless against him.

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After a long moment, Lin Chen looked up slightly and asked Su Ying, “What about you? Will you still try to stop us?”

Without hesitation, Su Ying shook her head repeatedly, “Of course not. I never intended to obstruct your path. It was my subordinate’s arrogance.”

To oppose them would be like smashing one’s head against a stone wall, courting death; she was no fool.

“Very well, then we shall be on our way,” Lin Chen said, and without waiting for a response, the two swaggered away.

Su Ying’s anger surged within her, but all she could do was swallow her pride and watch them leave.

Now that the matter was resolved, everyone naturally returned to their own homes, each to their own fate.

“Where are you headed? Back to your sect?” Lin Chen asked with a slight smile.

“Yeah! I’m close to becoming a Grandmaster. I need to go back and comprehend the Dao’s merits. You better work hard too! Otherwise, when I ascend, you’ll have no one to keep you company,” Xie Mengmeng said playfully, though a faint, almost imperceptible sadness crossed her face.

“Tch! As if comprehension alone guarantees ascension. By the time I reach Grandmaster, you might still not have ascended,” Lin Chen retorted disdainfully.

Xie Mengmeng gave him a teasing smile, then after a long pause, lightly pressed her red lips to his.

With amused interest, she teased, “If you really don’t ascend, I’ll accompany you to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. For now, this is goodbye. Remember, I’ve sealed it.”

Lin Chen stood frozen for a long while, unable to regain his composure. He instinctively touched his lips, but when he turned, Xie Mengmeng had vanished.

He chuckled softly to himself, murmuring, “Until we meet again on the martial path.”

At the Eastern Palace, the Crown Prince’s face shone with a radiant smile. Hearing of Yan Ruohu and Mo Qingshan’s deaths, no one was happier than him.

“Xiao Qian, who do you think was behind such a great deed for me?” the Crown Prince toyed with a translucent pearl in his hand.

Li Qianru blinked her big eyes and said, “Brother Crown Prince, how should I know? Even you don’t know.”

“Hahaha! To have done such a great deed for me, they must be richly rewarded. Eunuch Hong, send people to investigate. We must invite this expert to the palace,” the Crown Prince laughed heartily, his mood joyous.

Seeing this, Eunuch Hong trotted away from the Eastern Palace in quick, small steps.

But after several days passed, the palace’s investigators found no progress and had no choice but to give up.

Within the Peach Blossom Temple,

Liu Ruohan stared at Qin Hao, whose cultivation had plummeted and face turned pale, lost in thought.