199: cooperate

Back then, the Sword Saint was betrayed and plotted against, but he managed to survive the disaster.

Ten years later, the Sword Saint cultivated the Dao of the Sword bitterly for revenge. One day, exactly ten years later, he ascended Cold Winter Villa alone with his sword.

That was a night of the blood moon.

The Sword Saint slaughtered all three hundred residents of the villa; three thousand Disciples all died beneath his blade.

From then on, the Sword Saint's prestige was such that everyone in the Jianghu feared him.

“But, what if I don't agree? To be honest, this doesn't pose any threat to me at all.” After being released, the Third Young Master straightened his clothes before turning around.

At this moment, the Third Young Master faced the Sword Saint. “Truthfully, I would love for you to point your sword at Mulan Manor. That wouldn't just give me the chance to weaken the other Young Masters' power, but also allow me to seize the opportunity to take the high seat.”

The Third Young Master wasn't lying when he said this; he wore a serious expression.

And right at that moment.

The Sword Saint smiled slightly. “Then what if it's your life?”

“Fine then, Sword Saint, feel free to make your move,” the Third Young Master said gloomily.

“You have ambition and great aspirations in your heart. You are bound to fear death because you haven't yet obtained everything you want. Therefore, you will agree to my request.” The Sword Saint took a sharp breath as he stated his deduction.

After hearing these words.

The Third Young Master threw his head back and laughed, then nodded.

“The world says the Sword Saint is a brute and a killing machine. But seeing you today, it seems the world is foolish. How could such a shrewd person be a brute?” With a somber face, the Third Young Master couldn't help but retreat several steps.

The Sword Saint was not an easy man to deal with.

The Third Young Master found it hard to imagine how difficult it would be to withstand such a person if they were enemies.

At the same time, a thought occurred to the Third Young Master: he should win over the Sword Saint. Doing so would add a powerful combat force to his side.

If internal strife broke out within Mulan Manor, the Third Young Master would have nothing to fear with such a great helper.

“Very well, Sword Saint, I agree. I can guarantee that my faction within Mulan Manor will not disturb you. However, I can't say the same for the other factions.” The Third Young Master's face was grim; he didn't look like he was joking.

Upon hearing this news.

The Sword Saint felt unwilling, his fists clenched tightly.

“No, that's not the answer I want. If you can't do it, I'll take your life,” the Sword Saint said softly.

At this moment, the Sword Saint was radiating Evil Qi, making it difficult for anyone to withstand him.

And then.

The Third Young Master felt helpless as he sensed this powerful pressure.

Once again.

The Third Young Master retreated several steps, putting distance between himself and the Sword Saint.

On the rooftop.

Nan Qingyue felt the powerful pressure, and her breathing became very rapid.

“What kind of power is this? It feels terrifying!” Nan Qingyue took a sharp breath, trying to calm herself down, but she simply couldn't.

Nan Qingyue was momentarily forced into a passive state.

She couldn't imagine what her fate would have been if the Sword Saint had discovered her presence just now.

“I hope Li Changfeng hasn't fallen into their hands,” Nan Qingyue prayed silently.

At the same time, Nan Qingyue hoped she could find her Master as soon as possible. After all, her Master's life or death was still unknown.

Master, you must be safe.

Wait for me, I will definitely find you!

Master!

“Sword Saint, I don't think you need to be like this, do you? I haven't even said I wouldn't agree, and you've already unleashed such terrifying Spiritual Qi?” The Third Young Master's brow furrowed. He took a sharp breath, first trying to calm himself.

In fact, the Third Young Master felt quite helpless at this moment.

This Sword Saint was truly impatient. The Third Young Master hadn't even refused yet—they were only at the stage of negotiation—and the Sword Saint was already about to strike.

But honestly.

The Spiritual Qi on the Sword Saint's body was a mass of Evil Qi, different from the Spiritual Qi of others. Moreover, his aura gave off a sinister and ruthless feeling.

Such an aura was different from the Sword Saint's masculine nature; it seemed the Spiritual Qi didn't originally belong to him.

But then, whose power could it be?

This was truly strange, truly too strange.

“Oh? Then you mean there's still room for negotiation? Then speak up and see if the conditions satisfy me.” With a wave of his large sleeve, the aura on the Sword Saint's body vanished instantly, as if it had disappeared into thin air.

And right then.

The Third Young Master finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he had truly been suffocated by the pressure of that Qi.

After a long while, the Third Young Master took a sharp breath, feeling quite helpless.

If there were any other way, things certainly wouldn't be like this.

“Sword Saint, what if I help you take out all those people who are troubling you? What benefit would I get?” The corner of the Third Young Master's mouth curled into a sinister thought.

Hearing this.

The Sword Saint was slightly stunned, his brow furrowing deeply.

In truth, even the Sword Saint hadn't expected this Third Young Master to be so wicked.

And at that moment.

The Sword Saint took a sharp breath, first calming himself, then looking up. His bright eyes stared fixedly at the Third Young Master.

“Third Young Master, are you serious? You're not joking, are you?” The Sword Saint didn't believe him.

No matter how much of a bastard the Third Young Master of Mulan Manor was, he should still have some limits.

Plotting against one's own kin was a major crime.

It was something the entire Jianghu would not tolerate; it was a massive sin.

“Sword Saint, I am a man who never jokes.” The Third Young Master had a serious expression, and he didn't look like he was lying.

And right then.

The Third Young Master stepped forward and stood directly across from the Sword Saint.

Their eyes met, and the two of them suddenly fell silent.

After a long while.

The Sword Saint's face was grim, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

The Third Young Master of Mulan Manor was willing to use any unscrupulous means to achieve his goal; it was truly infuriating.

But honestly, the Sword Saint didn't have the slightest good impression of this Third Young Master of Mulan Manor. He suddenly had a thought: he wanted to kill this kid.

“Sword Saint, what do you think of this matter?” Seeing that the Sword Saint hadn't reacted, the Third Young Master asked tentatively again.

“Fine. As long as you can help me resolve my troubles, I can work for you. But I have one more requirement.” The Sword Saint's face was dark, a cold light bursting from his eyes.

“As long as Senior Sword Saint can help me, I will agree to any requirement you have.” Overjoyed, the Third Young Master's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward.

Immediately, a cold glint flashed within the Third Young Master's bright eyes.

And so, the Third Young Master looked up at the Sword Saint.

“Very well. You help me resolve my troubles, and it's fine for me to work for you. However, there are three things I will not do. First, I do not kill children; second, I do not kill the righteous people of the Jianghu; and third, I do not kill officials of the Immortal Country.” The Sword Saint's face was grim as he held up three fingers in succession.