Chapter 59: Human Nature is Treacherous; Fools Must Die

  Qian Ming was terrified at this moment, and also hated Xiao Chen to the extreme. He never thought that Xiao Chen would have such a sinister and cunning side.

  Although he was clearly drunk, the words that came out of his mouth were all deadly and bloodless. Qian Ming even suspected whether Xiao Chen was really drunk?

  "Headmaster, Uncle Shao has already admitted that the 'Guiyuan Dan' and the Lihuo Unicorn are with him. It can be seen that I didn't lie. Now let's join hands to get rid of this treacherous guy. As for framing me, I'll take care of it myself, anyway, I've been driven out of the mountain." After Qianming's initial panic, he gradually calmed down and turned his spearhead directly at Xiao Chen.

  Xiao Chen coldly sneered in his heart, now whatever Qian Ming said was superfluous, even if Yao Bu Ping had the courage of a leopard, he didn't dare to move him, Qian Ming's instigation was useless.

  Qī Chánglǎo had specifically named and handed over Xiāo Chén to Yáo Bùpíng, who would be held accountable if anything went wrong with Xiāo Chén. As Xiāo Chén was involved in the Xīngchén War Body matter, which had already been confirmed by the sect, Yáo Bùpíng wouldn't dare touch Xiāo Chén even if he had a powerful backer, unless his brain had been kicked by a donkey.

  Yao Buping is no fool, he naturally understands the weight of this matter. Compared to Qian Ming and Xiao Chen, it's simply a fart, not even worth mentioning.

  For a fart, he would provoke a great disaster, Yao Bu Ping, this kind of petty and meticulous person who calculates every detail would not do such a thing.

  As soon as Qian Ming's words came out, Yao Bu Ping immediately rebuked: "How dare you! You little thief of the Demon Gate, traitor, trying to disrupt my sect and strangle the talents of my sect, stirring up discord between me and Xiao Chen, my junior brother. This is a heinous crime, deserving of immediate execution!"

  Yao Buping's mouth was also sharp, compared to Xiao Chen's words, it was even more severe, and another big hat was put on Qian Ming, instantly putting Qian Ming to death, and killing him with his hands, leaving no room for future troubles.

  "You... you..." Even if Qian Ming was an idiot, he understood what was going on at this moment. Yao Bu Ping had clearly turned against Xiao Chen and was now trying to kill him.

  "Yao Shixiong, since this thief is so heinous, why don't you execute him on the spot?" Xiao Chen slurred from the side, but his words were as sharp as a knife, strongly urging Yao Buping.

  Yao Buping nodded after hearing this and turned to shout at Gan Mingbao: "You daredevil, accept your death sentence!"

  Qian Ming was about to explode with anger at this moment, his eyes looking at Xiao Chen were almost bleeding. He had been deceived by Xiao Chen and should not have come here. If he had gone down the mountain honestly, he would still have a way out, but now he was plotting to kill Xiao Chen, which left him no room for survival.

  At this moment, his crimes have been repeatedly accused by Xiao Chen and Yao Buping, and he has already violated the laws of the imperial court, and there is no doubt that he will be put to death.

  "Xiao Chen, if I don't die, I will definitely make you suffer a thousand cuts and be boiled alive." Qian Ming knew that at this moment, Yao Bu Ping had already made up his mind to kill him. The situation was now hopeless, and he would undoubtedly die today.

  Facing such a situation, even a dog would jump over the wall, let alone a person, and especially someone like Qian Ming.

  At this moment, Gan Ming was no longer bound by any rules and regulations. He took the lead in taking action, his eyes sharp as a sword, directly pressing towards Xiao Chen, and angrily said: "Xiao Chen, I will first kill you, this evil little man, on the spot."

  Whoosh!

  Qian Ming patted the waist and a treasured sword appeared, its cold light flashing. The sword left its scabbard like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, sharp as lightning. With one stroke, it stabbed towards Xiao Chen to kill him.

  Bang!

  Xiao Chen was not really drunk for ten days, and at this moment, he saw Qian Ming's sword killing him. Naturally, he would not sit and wait for death, so he made a great effort to overturn the table. The three-foot-wide, blood dragon wood-made dinner table flew up, dishes flying like rain, directly hitting Qian Ming. At the same time, Xiao Chen fell heavily onto one foot of the house, shouting: "Yao Bu Ping, why haven't you taken action to kill this murderer? If I die, you will never get the 'Guiyuan Dan' and the young of the Lihuo Du Jiao beast in your lifetime."

  Xiao Chen saw that Yao Bu Ping wanted to watch the fire from the other side, how could he let him stay out of it, so he suddenly shouted loudly. Using both temptation and coercion, he directly attacked Yao Bu Ping.

  Xiao Chen actually had the power to fight back, but he wanted to pull Yao Bu Ping in and use him to kill Qian Ming, while he himself remained uninvolved.

  Yao Buping really wanted to sit and watch Qian Ming kill Xiao Chen, but as soon as Xiao Chen spoke up, Yao Buping couldn't stay put any longer. His face changed, and he immediately assumed a majestic and awe-inspiring posture, letting out a loud roar: "You daredevil, come and surrender to me!"

  Although Yao Buping's innate talent was very low, he also had the cultivation of condensing his spirit in the nine heavens. As the head of the institute, he used a legal sword. At this moment, he suddenly shouted out loud, and the legal sword came out of its scabbard. The true energy poured into the sword body, and immediately, the legal sword burst out with a half-meter-long sword aura, tearing through the void, and piercing through with one sword. The cloud energy surged, and it was actually a high-level mortal-grade technique, an inner door martial art, the Chongyun Sword Technique.

  Boom!

  And at this moment, Qian Ming had just managed to dodge Xiao Chen's flying Blood Dragon Wood dining table, which was shattered into flying wood shavings under his sharp sword aura.

  "Xiao Chen, I'll kill you!" Qian Ming's hatred for Xiao Chen was boundless. His entire life had been ruined by Xiao Chen's hands, and now he was about to die with the crime of colluding with the Great Demon Gate falsely pinned on him. Unable to clear his name, he could only vent his anger by killing Xiao Chen.

  Qian Ming's angry roar coincided with the clashing of treasured swords, as the Cloud Piercing Sword Technique was unleashed, like a fierce storm, sweeping towards Xiao Chen. However, at this moment, a cold glow suddenly emerged from the ground, spewing out sharp sword edges, stirring up clouds and mist, spreading across the three heavens and nine stars. One sword sliced horizontally, sending Qian Ming, who was caught off guard, retreating three steps back.

  Yao Buping made his move, holding a sword to block Xiao Chen's path, glaring at Qian Ming with anger in his eyes, shouting furiously, "You dare! You scoundrel! Today you will be beheaded! Come and take him away!"

  Yao Buping let out a loud shout, and instantly more than a dozen disciples rushed in from outside the door. These disciples were all serving the head of the institute and were the head's trusted followers.

  Everything in the house happened too suddenly, and the disciples waiting outside the door did not know what had happened inside. Although they heard the sound of dishes and chopsticks breaking, Yao Buping didn't call out, so they still didn't dare to come in.

  At this moment, hearing Yao Buping's summons, they immediately entered in a fish-like manner. At the same time, a piece of treasure sword came out of its scabbard, like a chaotic knife competing for fame. In an instant, more than a dozen treasure swords pointed at Qianming in unison.

  "Exterminate the rebels! Kill without mercy!" Yao Buping shouted.

  Upon hearing this, the dozen or so treasured swords instantly sprang to life, all of them employing the 'Flying Spirit Sword Technique'. Explosive flashes of cold light, like stars snatching at one's eyes, sword energy crisscrossing, surged towards Qianming.

  "Ah! Even as a ghost, I won't let you off!" Qian Ming knew that today there was no escape, and he would surely die. His entire being had fallen into madness, completely disregarding all the rules of the Yun Jian Sword Sect. The treasured sword shone brightly, and a fierce battle began.

  The Storm Cloud Sword Technique was unleashed, and with the addition of Qian Ming's cultivation being the Nine Heavens of Concentrated Spirit, those dozen or so disciples were actually unable to defeat Qian Ming. As soon as they made contact, one of the disciples was pierced through the chest by Qian Ming's sword and died on the spot.

  Both sides jumped up and down in the room, tables and chairs shattered one after another, a burst of cracking sounds, accompanied by splashing blood, flying wood chips, under the swaying lamp fire of the bronze oil lamp, it was a tragic scene.

  "Kill me!"

  Yao Buping saw that the disciples were no match for Qianming, and just as Qianming was about to break out of the encirclement and escape, he let out a loud shout. The sword on top of his magic sword was sharp and gleaming, tearing through the air like a ghostly illusion. With his feet treading the "Flying Cloud Step", Yao Buping revealed his true strength as the head of the institute, dashing into the encirclement like a flying swan, striking down with one sword, and flashing out in a burst of blood.

  Hiss!

  One sword to kill, instant death, Yao Buping's sword pierced into Qianming's throat, front and back through, fresh blood closed inside the flesh, sealing the air and blood.

  At the same time, Qianming, who was fighting hard with his sword, was like a light bulb without electricity, and the fire of life went out instantly. The treasure sword fell to the ground, and Qianming was stunned as if he had been electrocuted, standing still in place.

  Both hands grasped Yao Buping's sword, his throat made a gurgling sound, but in the end he still didn't say a word. His eyes rolled back and his body went limp like overcooked noodles.

  Yao Bu Ping's sword flashed out, and fresh blood shot out from Qian Ming's throat like a blooming rose.

  Qian Ming is dead, one misstep and his life was lost. If he hadn't targeted Xiao Chen but instead practiced diligently and reported the matter to the sect, it's not impossible that the sect would have rewarded him with a 'Golden Scarlet Pill'. But he chose this path, and his death is no loss.

  "Get down, all of you." Yao Buping waved his hand at the disciples and didn't let them handle the corpses. At this moment, Yao Buping's eyes flickered, thinking of some plan, probably only he himself knew.

  "Xiao Chen, my junior brother, I have helped you get rid of the thorn in your eye. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise." Yao Bu Ping came up to Xiao Chen after all the other disciples had left and said this while half-kneeling down.

  "Huh? What are you talking about, Yao Shixiong? I don't understand." Xiao Chen said with feigned confusion. He was using Yao Bu Ping anyway, and this guy wasn't anything good to begin with, so Xiao Chen didn't care about keeping his word to him.

  "Yao Bu Ping's face darkened instantly, like a cloud covering the top of his head. He felt as if he had been played by Xiao Chen. "Xiao Chen, this joke is not funny at all."

  "I wasn't joking, did I get drunk and say something wrong? Huh? A big battle happened here? Ah! Qianming is also here, huh? How did he die? Oh! Yao Shixiong, you killed Qianming."

  Xiao Chen is now pretending to be stupid and innocent, his plan has been perfectly executed, next step is to reap the benefits. Xiao Chen naturally wants to pretend that he doesn't know anything, and intentionally or unintentionally puts a hat on Yao Buping's head.

  Yao Buping was so angry that he almost gnashed his teeth, Xiao Chen was so cunning to the extreme, he was old and deep in calculation, but he also fell into Xiao Chen's trap, however, he wasn't someone who could be bullied easily.

  "Hmph...!" Yao Buping naturally knew that Xiao Chen was pretending to be stupid, and he sneered, "Xiao Chen, my junior brother, do you really think I don't have a trump card? You think you can deceive me with your little tricks?! If you're still pretending to be stupid, hand over the 'Guiyuan Dan' and the young of the Lihuo Dujiu, or I'll kill you right now!"