Supreme Sword Exalt-Chapter 99 - Acknowledging Your Mistake and Changing? No, You Won’t Get the Chance

Chapter 99 - Acknowledging Your Mistake and Changing? No, You Won’t Get the Chance

A trace of astonishment flashed in Jiang Ping’s eyes. “Chief Steward Li? That dog servant?”

Of all the reasons he’d imagined for Gu Han’s visit, avenging Chief Steward Li was the last. He just couldn’t understand, and the whole thing struck him as almost laughable. After all, Chief Steward Li was just a lowly eunuch. Why would anyone be willing to stand up for him, even going so far as to mobilize Murong Chuan and the hidden guards?

Gu Han said with a hint of mockery, “Servant? In my eyes, he is ten times nobler than a so-called ruler like you!”

Jiang Ping’s face flushed crimson. “You!”

Right at that moment, Fatty walked out from the side hall, carrying Jiang Feng. The seventh prince was barely breathing, covered in gruesome wounds. “Cough, cough...”

Murderous intent surged across the fatty’s face, warping his features into something terrifying. “It was close. If we had arrived any later, he would have been dead!”

Upon seeing Gu Han, a look of joy appeared on Jiang Feng’s face. “Brother Gu... The matter you entrusted to me, I... accomplished it, and also... I... didn’t say anything...”

His voice grew weaker and weaker. The last shred of willpower that had sustained him until now instantly dissipated.

Gu Han was silent for a moment, then shook his head. “It’s alright. Brother Jiang, you’ve already done more than enough. It would have been fine even if you had spoken.”

Unfortunately, Jiang Feng had lost consciousness and couldn’t hear his words.

“Fatty, give them to him.” Gu Han tossed him a bottle of pills. Then, he glanced alternately between Jiang Ping and Ding Quan. “Who did this? Was it you? Or you?”

Ding Quan tried to sound fierce despite his fear. “So what if it was me?! I’ll have you know, my master is a seat elder of the Yuqing Sect! You’re dead! When he arrives, not just you, even Murong Chuan won’t get off lightly!”

Fatty gently laid Jiang Feng on the ground, no longer able to suppress his killing intent.

“Idiot! Your master?” A layer of golden light instantly lit up around him as he charged at Ding Quan. “Where is he? He’s not even here yet, and you’re this cocky? Calling you an idiot is too kind!”

Ding Quan’s cultivation was at the third stage of the Spirit Profound realm. However, after being severely injured by Ah Sha yesterday, less than a third of his strength remained. He was no match for Fatty.

After barely resisting a few times, Fatty grabbed him by the neck and lifted him like a chick. He grinned ferociously. “Where’s that seat elder master of yours, huh? Do you think you can last long enough for him to arrive?”

Ding Quan’s face turned deathly pale.

Chief Steward Li’s death, combined with Jiang Feng’s miserable state, completely ignited the fury that Gu Han had been suppressing deep in his heart.

“Let me ask you a question. Is he your son?” he asked.

Jiang Ping didn’t speak, his fists clenching tighter and tighter.

Gu Han snarled, murder bleeding from every word. “I’m asking you!”

His sword vibrated slightly, as if sensing his bloodlust.

Gu Han slowly advanced. “Speak!”

With each step, the killing intent in his heart grew stronger, and the power emanating from the sword also intensified. The Supreme Stage of the Acupoint Unsealing realm erupted at full force. An overwhelmingly powerful pressure instantly sent the furnishings in the hall flying.

“Is he your son or not?!”

As the words fell, the killing intent in his heart also surged to its peak.

Jiang Ping very much wanted to speak, but he couldn’t. Though he was a fifth-stage Spirit Profound cultivator, Gu Han’s Kill Sword extinguished every last shred of his courage. He tensed up, his spirit power circulation extremely slow.

A flash of bright light shone, and the sword was only half a cun away from his head.

Jiang Ping mustered all his strength, nearly shouting the words, “He is! He is my son!”

The sword advanced another fraction.

“Then, how can you treat the seventh prince like this when he’s also your son?” asked Gu Han.

Jiang Ping barely squeezed the words out. “He is not Great Qi’s future!”

Gu Han raised an eyebrow. “He’s not? He has the Extreme Cold Physique, and the cultivation technique he practices is Heaven tier. If you had given him some time, he would have been ten times stronger than Jiang Hong. What right do you have to say that he is not Great Qi’s future?”

Jiang Ping was stunned. “What? Heaven tier?”

Gu Han locked gaze with him. “That’s right. I gave it to him. Are you jealous?”

Not far away, Ding Quan suddenly understood. “So, that’s it! His technique is actually Heaven tier!”

Fatty slapped him across the face. “Yeah, so what?! It doesn’t belong to you! Are you even worthy of it? I’ll slap you to death!”

True to his word, he struck Ding Quan again and again, golden light flaring from his palm. Ding Quan was knocked unconscious after a few slaps.

Gu Han approached Jiang Ping. “Do you regret it now? He’s such an outstanding son, and you harmed him like this?”

Jiang Ping was silent for a moment. “I was wrong...”

Fatty cursed loudly, “Stop pretending, for fucks sake! Do you think I can’t tell? You wanted his technique for yourself!”

Jiang Ping said nothing because he had indeed thought exactly that.

Gu Han acted as if he hadn’t heard, and continued asking, “How about this. If you want to repent and change your ways, I can give you a chance.”

Jiang Ping looked up sharply, a flash of hope in his eyes. “Y-you’ll give me a chance?”

Gu Han nodded. “Yes. Go and apologize to Chief Steward Li, and this matter will be over.”

Jiang Ping looked confused. “But, Chief Steward Li has already...”

Gu Han sighed. “That’s right. Hence why I’ll send you to him to personally apologize.”

A beam of sword light shot from the sword. A look of confusion flashed in Jiang Ping’s eyes. His body tilted and he instantly fell to the ground.

“That’s great!” Fatty found it very satisfying. Then, he pointed at Ding Quan. “What about this dog bastard?!”

Gu Han walked over with his sword. “Didn’t I say that everyone dies. He’s no exception.”

Suddenly, a loud roar echoed. The next moment, Murong Chuan flew directly from outside the hall into the hall, completely wrecking the place. He was coughing up blood.

Gu Han’s heart sank. “Senior, how did you—”

Just then, an extremely terrifying pressure pressed down on them. The great hall could no longer withstand it and collapsed with a roar.

Gu Han had no time to ask further. He flashed as he quickly moved to protect the unconscious Jiang Feng. “Damn it!”

A moment later, the dust settled. The originally magnificent great hall had turned into a pile of ruins. The few of them stood up unsteadily.

Above, a figure slowly descended. Cloaked in black, with an aquiline nose and buzzard eyes, his face full of gloom and killing intent. He was Zheng Ning, one of the five seat elders of the Yuqing Sect.

The bloodsoaked Commander Zhou at Jiang Ping’s corpse, exposed in the ruins. He felt at a loss. “Your Majesty...”

It seemed that Jiang Ping’s death had shattered his heart completely.

Zheng Ning swept his sleeve, sending Commander Zhou flying. “Get lost! Murong Chuan, the rulers of these Ten Nations were established by my sect. Who gave you the order?! How dare you!”

Injured without any explanation, Murong Chuan was angered. “Cough, cough... I’m bound by the clan rules, I had no choice but to act.”

Zheng Ning gave a sinister smile. “That’s good then! Fine clan rules indeed! “Later, I’ll have to ask Elder Murong this: are the Murong family’s rules above the Yuqing Sect’s?!”

Then he looked at Ding Quan in Fatty’s grasp, and his eyes slid to Gu Han and Fatty with the calm certainty of someone staring at dead men. “Put him down.”

Ding Quan slowly regained consciousness and was overjoyed upon seeing Zheng Ning. “M-Master, save me, Master! These two guys are reckless, they actually dare—”

A sword was pressed against his head, scaring him into immediate silence.

All traces of emotions disappeared from Zheng Ning’s face. “You’re seeking death!”

With a flick of his sleeve, a terrifying pressure fell upon Gu Han and Fatty.

Murong Chuan was shocked and instantly flashed over. He gritted his teeth, receiving the blow. “Don’t!”

Already seriously injured, he spat out another mouthful of blood as his condition worsened.

Zheng Ning declared in a tone that betrayed his anger, “Murong Chuan, if you want to die, I can grant your wish!”

Gu Han shook his head. “Senior, forget it, you’ve already done enough. Leave the rest to me.”

Murong Chuan shook his head. “That won’t do. Your instructions have not yet been completed. I cannot retreat even in death!”

Six black figures instantly stepped forward, joining Murong Chuan and standing together in front of Gu Han.

Zheng Ning’s expression changed slightly, recalling a certain little-known rule of the Murong family. He glanced at Gu Han again. How could a mere Acupoint Unsealing ant have a token of the Murong family?

Just then, a meaningful voice came from afar. “Uncle Zheng, what matter has made you so angry?”

Yuang Gang and Chu Kuang arrived before the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Ning said coldly, “Nephew Yuan, what are you doing here?”

“I had nothing to do, so I just came to watch the show.” Yuan Gang looked over Gu Han and Fatty. “Who are these two? Such audacity, they actually dare to take Junior Brother Ding hostage. No wonder you’re so furious.”

Zheng Ning said lightly, “Nephew, if you want to watch the show, then just—”

Before he could finish, everyone felt the ground suddenly trembled. Immediately after, Murong Yan’s enormous, stout figure appeared in everyone’s sight. Moments later, Murong Yan’s towering, broad-built figure came into view. Shen Xuan trailed helplessly behind her, with Elders Wu and Feng at their side. With Murong Yan’s speed, this distance was covered in an instant

“Murong Chuan, you bastard, I’ve been looking for you for half the day, and you ran off here—huh? Brother Gu?” Halfway through her sentence, Murong Yan spotted Gu Han. She flew into a rage, whipping her head around. “You two! You dared to lie to me! You said Brother Gu was missing, but isn’t he right here, perfectly fine?!”

Elders Wu and Feng smiled wryly. We only just found out too... Who knows how this kid managed to get back?

Yuan Gang’s gaze sharpened. “Your surname is Gu? Are you that Gu Han?”