Chapter 104: Ravaging the Supreme Swordmaster

“Heh, looks like you two are having quite the lively chat.”

Chu Xiaoyu appeared like a ghost, startling Yan Beigui greatly.

Despite his own cultivation, he could not sense any trace of Chu Xiaoyu’s aura. How could that be?

Could it be that this man had reached a terrifying level of returning to simplicity and purity?

No, no! That was absolutely impossible!

No one in the entire world could match such overwhelming power.

The moment Yan Beigui saw Chu Xiaoyu, his heart trembled fiercely.

“Ah… Sir, you’re awake?”

The master usually did not wake up so early after a midday rest. So why today…?

Could it be because of this guest?

Su Daji suddenly felt a hint of guilt.

Chu Xiaoyu glanced at Su Daji’s oddly colored expression and said, “If I hadn’t woken up, perhaps someone would have been abducted by now.”

The unexpected visitor in the manor was immediately spotted by Chu Xiaoyu. This person did not even hide his burning, fervent love for Su Daji.

It blazed like a roaring fire, an intense aura that could incinerate a living person into ashes in an instant.

But, sadly, it was doomed to yield no result.

Because this man was here to seek misfortune for himself.

Feeling as if his secret had been uncovered, Su Daji’s face flushed crimson.

She was about to explain when Chu Xiaoyu waved his hand, “No need to explain. Any man, once they see you, feels strong affection, even possessiveness. I am a man too, so…”

At those words, Chu Xiaoyu turned his gaze to Yan Beigui. “So this guest who came all the way from Yanjing at the cost of his original path? Now, tell me, what exactly do you intend to do?”

“You are Chu Xiaoyu? The one who defeated Wolong Qingtian?”

Moments ago, Yan Beigui had marveled at Chu Xiaoyu’s ghostly aura, but now he pressed him fiercely. The rapid shift in his mood was worthy of the top swordsman from Yanjing.

“Wolong Qingtian? Oh, so you mean him? If you hadn’t mentioned him just now, I’d say there’s never been such a person in my memory.”

What arrogance!

Yan Beigui was immediately provoked. “Boy, do you realize what you’re saying? You should weigh your words carefully. Wolong Qingtian is my friend, and…”

“So what? None of my business.”

Chu Xiaoyu cut him off coldly, “Anything else? Do you want to keep eating? If not… Su Daji, see him out!”

Chu Xiaoyu was utterly unkind to those who sought to bring misfortune to him under the guise of friendship.

Those who could be used as fertilizer in the orchard at the back would not be shown mercy.

Of course, to kill someone as renowned as Yan Beigui, the top swordsman of Yanjing, might be a pity.

Being driven away?

Unbelievable!

Think of who he was—Yanjing’s top swordsman! He had only taken one sip of hot tea and was already ruthlessly kicked out?

He had never suffered such humiliation before.

Feeling deeply insulted, Yan Beigui fixed his gaze on Chu Xiaoyu and enunciated each word, “Boy, what did you say just now? You want me to get lost? Do you know that with just that one sentence, your head might not be safe anymore, hmm!”

Chu Xiaoyu scratched his ear and looked down at the foolish man before him with a disdainful expression, “Don’t you understand human speech? Little Su, why don’t you explain to him?”

Su Daji, momentarily stunned, suddenly felt a burst of joy when she heard Chu Xiaoyu call her “Little Su.”

She blushed deeply.

Whenever the master was in a good mood, he called her that, or “Miss Daji,” an endearing and unique form of address.

His words always made her shy and happy for a long time afterward.

Could it be that she already harbored feelings for her master...?

In just a few seconds, Su Daji imagined countless possibilities before turning to the seemingly foolish Yan Beigui and said, “Sir, the master means for you to leave quickly. Otherwise…”

Your fate will be no different from the others—used as fertilizer in the orchard at the back.

Don’t be ungrateful; leave now.

Su Daji’s urging was unmistakably clear.

Yet Yan Beigui acted like a fool, “Chu Xiaoyu, I, Yan Beigui, came here today to seek your guidance. My friend Wolong Qingtian was defeated and humiliated by you. As his friend, I must seek justice on his behalf.”

“Justice? Heh, what a joke. Since you’re so ungrateful, very well.”

Chu Xiaoyu snapped his fingers casually, and instantly, a terrifying change swept across the surroundings.

Yan Beigui was shocked to find everything around him frozen as if time itself had stopped.

What dreadful phenomenon was this?

Witnessing this bizarre scene, Su Daji could only sigh softly.

She had given all the warnings she could, and her conscience was clear.

“Do you understand? I already gave you a chance; you’re the one who’s ungrateful.”

Once the Divine Realm Space was activated, all things in heaven and earth were under his control.

Was this the power of a god?

If not exactly godlike, it was nearly so.

One step, two steps, three steps… Chu Xiaoyu strode forward through the river of time.

By the fifth step, Yan Beigui was overwhelmed, unable to withstand the immense, intense, and oppressive aura binding him.

With a thud, Yan Beigui knelt down abruptly.

Why?

Why was such a terrifying thing happening?

He was a renowned swordsman!

The top sword master of Yanjing, a title well-deserved.

Yet in Chu Xiaoyu’s eyes, such a master was no more than a worthless ant. With a mere flick of his finger, he could crush such a being effortlessly.

“Why… why…”

Despite his will, his back and legs were trapped by the overwhelming force.

He could not resist.

Kneel! Kneel sincerely, in every direction.

Yan Beigui wailed mournfully, filled with tragic despair.

Chu Xiaoyu continued to glare coldly, “Don’t act like you’re wronged. I gave you a chance; you’re just a fool who doesn’t know gratitude. Since that’s the case, Su Daji, take this one to be used as fertilizer in the orchard.”

“Master, this…”

Su Daji hesitated.

Such a renowned sword master being used as fertilizer for fruit trees was too much of a waste.

Even having him serve as a gatekeeper would be better.