Sensing the powerful pressure emanating from Qi Guze, the tree spirit's pupils constricted sharply, and it quickly took a step back. It knew that what was about to happen was extremely dangerous, so it had no choice but to give way.
As it turned out, his approach was wise.
A trembling blue pressure, like clouds and mist, swirled around Qi Guze, forming a cone-shaped breakthrough point directly in front of him, like an open umbrella, the sharp tip of which sent chills down one's spine.
The Ying family steward was taken aback at first, then a disdainful expression appeared on his face, and he retreated behind his many followers.
"How dare a mere rogue cultivator act so arrogantly in front of me? Has he truly forgotten where he stands? Everyone, charge! Let him taste the power of the Ying family!"
The tree spirit saw wisps of green smoke rising from the spot where they had just been, and the ground had turned purplish-black. It couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Luckily, I reacted quickly, or I would have suffered. This person is indeed extraordinary."
Seeing the disheveled state of the Ying family's butler, Qi Guze, who had leaped into the air, smirked. Then, he swung his arm and hurled the oppressive aura he held at the other man.
The dazzling, trembling pressure transformed into a sharp sword, heading straight for the Ying family steward. Clearly, Qi Guze was employing a strategy of capturing the leader first; once the steward was subdued, Xu Yuehuai could be easily found and rescued.
With a loud thud, everyone in front of the Ying family steward collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain. He, meanwhile, covered his face with his arms, sitting on the ground, a smirk playing on his lips. "What kind of technique is this? It's so powerful. Who exactly are you?"
The followers who hadn't yet fallen were all filled with fear, looking up at Qi Guze as if he were a god.
After a round of attacks, Qi Guze stood with his arms bent and his expression cold.
"I'll ask you one more time, how do we let them out?"
The Ying family butler was stunned by the attack. He supported himself with his hands on the ground and dragged his upper body backward while saying, "I don't know. You've asked the wrong person. My duty is to protect the Ying family from invasion. I don't know anything else. Why don't you ask someone else?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Guze's anger intensified. He continuously channeled his inner energy through his palms, and soon an even stronger pressure than before gathered in front of him. His purpose was clear: to increase the severity of the punishment.
Seeing this, the tree spirit shook his head repeatedly, as if he felt sorrow and despair for the plight of a group of humans. He knew that if those people did not submit to Qi Guze, they would only face death.
"Hey you guys over there, no matter what your family is, hurry up and bow down to this friend and admit your mistake, or you won't see the sun rise tomorrow."
At this moment, the Ying family butler had already hidden behind a large tree, his expression returning to its previous arrogance.
"This is the Ying family's territory. Everyone, don't be afraid. The family head will come to our aid soon."
When these words reached the tree spirit's ears, he shook his head and sighed, "Rotten wood cannot be carved."
A single tree was enough to make the Ying family steward forget the pain of his past wounds and show a lack of respect for Qi Guze. Little did he know that doing so was tantamount to courting death.
In the blink of an eye, Qi Guze's sanctioning pressure was unleashed, and three blue light blades slashed towards his opponent like lightning.
With a crack, the large tree in front of the Ying family butler fell to the ground, and he himself was dressed in rags, looking utterly wretched, as if he had just crawled out of a bonfire.
Upon hearing that their master was coming, the followers' morale soared, and they quickly reorganized their ranks, launching a group tactic against Gu Ze.
However, numbers did not pose a threat to Qi Guze.
Seeing this, Qi Guze landed slowly. He didn't need to use his aura to deal with some small fry.
Upon seeing this, the crowd quickly surrounded him, their gleaming cold weapons radiating a chilling aura, but Qi Guze remained as calm as a mountain.
After the clash of swords, all of Ying's followers lay sprawled on the ground, screaming in agony.
Suddenly, a hidden weapon flew towards Qi Guze, heading straight for his back, moving with lightning speed.
The tree spirit thought Qi Guze would be injured because of this, but what he didn't expect was that at the critical moment, the hidden weapon changed direction for some reason and shot towards the Ying family steward.
The Ying family butler's arm was pierced by a hidden weapon, bleeding profusely. He collapsed to the ground, his face contorted in pain.
"How did you do that? The dart was already thrown, how could it have stopped?"
Qi Guze looked furious.
"Stop talking nonsense and hand over Xu Yuehuai."
The Ying family steward was arrogant and thought he could easily deal with Qi Guze, but he didn't expect this situation. Now he is alone and worried, and his fate is out of his own hands.
Just then, a figure suddenly descended from the sky, the movements of which were fluid and seamless.
The person who came was Elder Zhang, who was exceptionally skilled, but he was not a kind person and was in cahoots with the Ying family.
It turned out that when Qi Guze punished the Ying family steward, Elder Zhang was secretly observing, and he was deeply shocked by Qi Guze's cultivation level.
"It is truly remarkable that you possess such cultivation at such a young age. May I ask which sect or school you belong to?"
Qi Guze looked at him with disdain, glancing sideways.
"What does this have to do with you?"
Qi Guze's attitude was icy, but Elder Zhang dared not show any resistance. He felt deep down that he was no match for Qi Guze, so he did not want to offend the expert in front of him.
"I never imagined that someone as skilled as you would encounter difficulties. It's unbelievable."
Elder Zhang glanced at the defeated soldiers on the ground, then looked at the Ying family steward.
"The Ying family has really lost face this time, being humiliated like this on their own doorstep. Does the Ying family's steward have anything to say?"
Qi Guze stepped forward and said, "He only needs to tell us where Xu Yuehuai is; he's not allowed to say anything else."
The Ying family butler stood up shakily, looking pitifully at Qi Guze.
"My arm...it hurts so much..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qi Guze slapped the Ying family's butler hard across the face, turning him instantly as red as a red bean paste bun.
Although Elder Zhang was resentful, he could only swallow his anger and act according to circumstances in the face of power.
Elder Zhang walked up to the Ying family steward with a casual expression and said, "Steward Ying, just say what you know. Don't make trouble for yourself."
The Ying family steward wanted to say something but dared not speak further, and could only wink at Elder Zhang.
Elder Zhang understood immediately and turned to look at Qi Guze with a smile.
"May I speak with this monk? Don't worry, it'll mainly be about the back mountain."
Seeing Qi Guze nod slightly, the Ying family butler breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to speak normally.
Seeing Elder Zhang being so humble towards Qi Guze, the Ying family steward was very puzzled. Just who was this Qi Guze?
The Ying family steward whispered to Elder Zhang, "Do you recognize this person?"
Elder Zhang glanced back at Qi Guze, then shook his head to indicate that he did not recognize him.
After scanning his eyes, the Ying family steward said, "Elder, you don't know, but not long ago he insulted you, saying that you are a second-rate cultivator."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com