Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The door opened, and Zhang Yuchen walked through.
âZhang Yuchen, I now have permission to kill you. Do you have any last words?â Qiu Ping showed no reluctance in his confrontation.
âThere is nothing more for me to say. I did not do anything, but for the pain you have experienced, I can only provide you my condolence,â Zhang Yuchen answered.
âYou donât think Iâll kill you, do you?â Qiu Ping looked angry.
âWhen I said I did not do it, I did not do it,â Zhang Yuchen said.
His complacent attitude fanned the flames of Qiu Pingâs heart and temper. Without further ado, he slashed his sword towards Zhang Yuchen.
Zhang Yuchen knew he was going to die, and he did not want to fight the cruel twists of fate that had led him to that moment. He stood there and waited for the blow to strike.
Qiu Pingâs blade was brought up to Zhang Yuchen neck, but it did not go any further. The sword nicked a small cut across the skin of his neck, and that was it.
âLet me ask you one more time; do you admit what you did or not?â Qiu Ping asked.
âThat spirit spits poison in your ears. Recognize her for the forked tongue she really possesses and wake up!â Zhang Yuchen proclaimed.
âEven now you try to drive a wedge between me and Smoke. D*mn you!â Qiu Pingâs anger only increased, and he was ready to strike his believed nemesis down.
Dong!
A hazy longsword flashed before Qiu Pingâs sword, and it shattered.
âIf the spirit was unharmed, why kill him? He has suffered down here, in the pits of this miserable place for many years. Isnât that suffering enough?â Han Sen threw away the sword.
Han Senâs body was small, but Taia and Phoenix Sword could not shrink with him. As such, he was using a mini beast soul weapon.
Han Sen summoned a primitive class sword to block Qiu Pingâs strike.
Han Sen did not know the truth, as much as Qiu Ping did not either. But he knew Zhang Yuchen did not seem to be the sort to do what the allegations claimed he had.
Furthermore, if Zhang Yuchen was as weak as he believed, it was difficult to imagine that he could force himself on a spirit or even kill her, as the story went.
âWho are you?â Qiu Ping said.
Zhang Yuchen quickly said, âThank you for your help, Brother Han, but this matter concerns the two of us and only the two of us.â
Han Sen said, âI donât care for the petty reasons of your quarrel, but I do hope Mister Qiu will give me some time.â
âWhat do you mean? Qiu Ping asked.
âGive me time to prove Zhang Yuchen did not do anything wrong,â Han Sen said.
âAnd how would you do that?â Qiu Ping said.
âGive me ten days. If I cannot prove his innocence to you in that time, you may do as you please,â Han Sen said.
âWhy would I give you ten days?â Qiu Ping looked intimidating.
âThe last thing you want is to believe your best friend betrayed you as you are so sure he did. Give me ten days, and faith in your friend will not even be necessary. You will learn, know, and understand that he is a good person. He did not do what you think he did,â Han Sen said.
âThat is not enough,â Qiu Ping said.
âFine. Attack me ten times, one strike for each day. If you cannot kill me, give me the ten days I request,â Han Sen said.
âNo! You should not get yourself involved in this,â Zhang Yuchen screamed. He believed Han Sen was new here and was not strong. He wholeheartedly believed Qiu Ping could end Han Senâs life with a single swing.
âAnd this is between me and Qiu Ping,â Han Sen said, walking forward to directly face Qiu Ping. âCome on; one strike for one day.â
Qiu Ping drew his sword and slashed towards Han Sen. He was so fast, the ten attacks were like one. Everyone expected Han Sen to be cut up and diced like dinner.
âQiu Ping, come for me! Donât hurt him,â Zhang Yuchen screamed.
But Qiu Ping was so fast, his attacks were already over before anyone heard what Zhang Yuchen had to say.
Han Senâs body had a few marks, and he was bleeding a little.
âI will see you in ten days. No one will be here to save you then.â Qiu Ping returned his sword and left.
âHow did you withstand the ten of those attacks. I didnât even see you dodge them.â Cheng Hu looked at Han Sen with great admiration.
Han Sen looked at his wounds and said, âI didnât bother dodging.â
âNo way! And he didnât kill you?â Cheng Hu asked, in shock.
âItâs because he is not completely heartless,â Han Sen said.
Cheng Hu then said, âBut how will you be able to prove Brother Zhangâs innocence in ten days?â
âI will have to find out who is responsible for all this,â Han Sen said.
âYou want to find that spirit, donât you? She is in the highest level of the shelter, inside the palace. You wonât get there,â Cheng Hu said.
âOh, Iâll get there.â Han Sen spoke with confidence.
Han Sen planned to get there so he could see Sky King, anyway. Helping them at the same time was a good excuse for others to see him ascend the ranks.
âAre you crazy? Not even Qiu Ping himself was able to reach the top! The top levels are occupied by super creatures and king spirits!â Cheng Hu thought Han Sen was insane.
Han Sen just smiled and said, âQiu Pingâs inability does not mean I canât. Iâll succeed where he failed.â
After that, Han Sen walked towards the third floor.
Cheng Hu wished to say something more, but Zhang Yuchen pulled him back.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âDonât stop me! That guy is nuts. We have to stop him from getting himself killed!â Cheng Hu proclaimed.
Zhang Yuchen then said, âCan you not see it? Brother Han is special.â
âHow special? Heâs just a noob.â It was when he said this that he realized Han Sen might not have been as green as he had been led to believe. After all, how could a newbie withstand Qiu Pingâs attack?
âWait here, Iâll go have a look,â Cheng Hu said.
Zhang Yuchen could not go to the second level, so he was unable to follow.