He turned the green-clothed man over and pointed at his face. "Junior Sister Jing, is this that guy?"
"It's him!" Jing Xiaojie nodded. "Zhou Yong!"
She turned to look at Chu Li and smiled. "Brother Li, how did you know he was here?"
"It was a half-guess," Chu Li replied.
Fan Yi closed fist saluted. "Brother Li, thank you!"
His voice was low as he suppressed his excitement. He owed Chu Li too much.
Chu Li smiled. "It's all up to Brother Fan."
Jing Xiaojie looked at Fan Yi, afraid that he would suddenly talk about morality and not take advantage of the situation.
Fan Yi stared at Zhou Yong on the ground. His eyes were getting redder and more bloodshot, making him look scary.
Seeing Zhou Yong's face, he thought of the tragic sight of the Fan manor being destroyed. He thought of the anger and pain he had suffered these years. He thought of the countless days of grinding his teeth and bitter cultivation. Boundless killing intent surged and churned in his chest. It was stronger than the roaring river beside him.
He suddenly punched.
"Bang!" Zhou Yong spat out a mouthful of water. Blood gushed out of his chest and the originally sealed wound split open.
He slowly woke up and squinted at his surroundings.
Fan Yi looked down at him and said coldly, "You're Zhou Yong?"
"Who are you?" Zhou Yong frowned.
He struggled to get up, but he couldn't. His whole body was limp. His injuries had worsened, and Fan Yi's punch had almost taken his life. His whole body was filled with weakness, and he sat up weakly.
Looking around, he knew he should have escaped far away by going down the river. If he hid his aura and entered the river, Junior Sister Song Manyin would not be able to catch up no matter how powerful she was.
As he scanned the surroundings, his gaze suddenly focused on Jing Xiaojie, then on Chu Li.
Chu Li had already wiped off the black paste on his face, so his appearance had changed slightly. Zhou Yong did not notice it for a moment, but Jing Xiaojie's appearance had not changed, so Zhou Yong recognized her at first glance.
"Southern Sky Gate!" Zhou Yong gritted his teeth.
Jing Xiaojie scoffed. "Zhou Yong, your time is up!"
"Hmph." Zhou Yong laughed coldly, "What a good plan. I have underestimated the Southern Heavenly Gate, and Junior Sister has also underestimated you. She has been treated like a sword and a knife by you. She has always prided herself on being smart. What a joke, haha!"
His laughter was soft and weak, and his breath was insufficient.
Chu Li said, "A long night is fraught with dreams, Brother Fan."
Fan Yi nodded slowly.
His blood-red eyes glared at Zhou Yong and coldly said, "Today, I will avenge the Fan Manor. Die!"
Without waiting for Zhou Yong to speak, he had already punched out.
Bang! Zhou Yong's body shuddered as though he had been electrocuted. The strange swirling force had already pulverized his internal organs. Even his Shield of Vigor was useless as it had been broken by Heaven's Blade.
"Bang!" Another punch.
Zhou Yong shuddered again. His eyes widened, but he could no longer make a sound.
Then, with a light "chi" sound, an arrow of blood spurted out from his chest, shooting ten feet away.
"Bam, bam, bam, bam …" Zhou Yong was like a punching bag that was constantly being hit. Fan Yi's eyes were bloodshot, and his killing intent soared to the sky.
"Brother Fan!" Chu Li shouted.
It was a soul-stirring sound.
Fan Yi shuddered. His fist stopped in mid-air and then slammed into the ground.
"Bang!" A deep pit appeared in the ground.
Jing Xiaojie breathed a sigh of relief. She was shocked by Fan Yi's crazed demon-like appearance and was awakened by Chu Li's shout.
"Congratulations on your revenge, Brother Fan." Chu Li smiled and closed fist saluted. "From now on, your thoughts will be clear and your martial arts will improve. You will become a top-notch master!"
Fan Yi looked down at Zhou Yong, who could not be more dead. He sat down on the ground without hesitation, ignoring the sharp stones. He looked up at the sky, and tears streamed down his cheeks.
Chu Li and Jing Xiaojie did not speak. They looked at him in silence.
After a while, Fan Yi wiped his tears and stood up. He closed fist saluted and said solemnly, "Brother Li, words cannot express my gratitude!"
The endless killing intent and anger faded. The blood vessels in his eyes disappeared as well. He regained clarity.
Chu Li smiled and nodded.
"Congratulations, Brother Fan. Your revenge has been avenged." Jing Xiaojie smiled. "From now on, you will be free."
"Yes …" Fan Yi sighed and nodded. "Now that my revenge has been avenged, I can pursue the ultimate in martial arts. I will be free and unfettered!"
Chu Li said, "Brother Fan, Zhou Yong should be buried."
Jing Xiaojie smiled. "Aren't you going to the Heaven Blade Sect to exchange for a Heaven Blade Badge?"
Fan Yi smiled. "I only want revenge. The Heaven Blade Badge has never crossed my mind. Brother Li, go and get a Heaven Blade Badge. You will need it in the future!"
"That's right." Jing Xiaojie said, "Brother Fan has avenged himself. Brother Li, it will be best if you get your reward."
Chu Li agreed readily. "That's good too. The Heaven Blade Badge is indeed extraordinary."
He bent down to pick up Zhou Yong's corpse. "I'll go to the Heaven Blade Sect."
"Brother Li, I will go too." Jing Xiaojie said.
Chu Li shook his head. "I alone am enough."
"I'm afraid that the Heaven Blade Sect will turn against us." Jing Xiaojie scoffed. "Those who are loyal to Zhou Yong might take the opportunity to plot against us. We must be careful!"
Chu Li said, "All the more reason not to let Junior Sister Jing go."
"Brother Li!" Jing Xiaojie glared at him.
Chu Li smiled and disappeared with Zhou Yong's corpse.
He appeared in front of the Heaven Blade Sect's main entrance and said, "Zhou Yong has been executed. Li Qi from the Southern Sky Gate greets Sect Leader Song!"
He was sure that Song Manyin had returned.
A moment later, Song Manyin's voice was heard. "Come in!"
Two Heaven Blade Sect disciples who were on high alert extended their hands and invited Chu Li in.
They stared at Zhou Yong with a solemn expression.
Chu Li entered and went straight to the main hall.
Song Manyin stood in front of the main hall. She was dressed in a plain white gown. Her beautiful face was pale and devoid of blood. She looked delicate and pitiful.
Her bright eyes fell on Zhou Yong without looking at Chu Li. She sighed. "I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhou to be executed so quickly. What a pity!"
Her expression was sad and sorrowful. Her eyes were already watery as if she was about to cry at any time.
Chu Li sighed. "My condolences, Sect Leader Song. He was a traitor!"
"Sigh …" Song Manyin shook her head. "We've been in the same sect for so many years. I can't forget him even if I wanted to!"
She had announced Zhou Yong's crimes. Not only did he destroy the Fan Residence, but he was also responsible for many other tragedies. The evidence was clear. The Heaven Blade Sect was calm and not agitated by Zhou Yong's death. They were mentally prepared.
Brave men were bound to be motivated by a great reward. The Heaven Blade Order was enough to tempt top-notch masters. Zhou Yong was dead for sure.
"Men, bring Senior Brother Zhou down for a grand burial!" Song Manyin said.
"Yes!" The two middle-aged men fist saluted and left with Zhou Yong's corpse.
At that moment, only Chu Li and Song Manyin were left in the main hall.
"Follow me," Song Manyin said.
She walked gracefully, not showing any signs of serious injury. She arrived at the small lake in the back garden.
Song Manyin held onto the white jade railing and stared at the lake.
Chu Li stood next to her without saying a word.
The gazebo was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard. It was refreshing as it swept across the lake.
"Did you take the Formless Blade?" Song Manyin asked casually.
Chu Li was stunned. "Formless Blade?"
He shook his head. "I didn't see it."
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