Chapter 29 The Kindest Men Deserve Death, Plundering the Protagonist's Fate
Whoosh—
The crowd erupted, their eyes filled with shock as they looked at the tall figure standing in the arena.
Lin Yang's combat power was not weaker than a Profound Core cultivator.
Yet he was still suppressed by Gu Qing's momentum.
No one could imagine how Gu Qing had accomplished this.
After all, that had been a fully unleashed divine body.
"I understand now…"
One youth suddenly spoke with realization.
"What do you understand?"
Everyone pricked up their ears, thinking he knew the secret of Gu Qing's momentum.
"I finally understand why the Saintess said sparrows cannot know the ambition of swans, and swans cannot comprehend the will of a kunpeng."
"Lin Yang relied on his divine body, arrogant and conceited, thinking himself invincible."
"Yet how could he comprehend the greatness of Gu true disciple, who could stomp him to death with just a single step?"
"There was no need for divine arts or techniques at all."
He spoke excitedly.
You brat…
But they had to admit, what he said was indeed the truth.
"Hahaha, good…"
Cha Songliang was overjoyed.
His position as Holy Son was safe.
So was his life.
Looking at Gu Qing, Cha Songliang's heart brimmed with envy and jealousy.
Too strong.
They always said that even the outer disciples of the Starry Sky Divine Palace were stronger than outside prodigies.
Before, he had not believed it.
Now, he did.
Gu Qing was only a true disciple, yet he was already this terrifying.
How many figures like Gu Qing must the Starry Sky Divine Palace still have?
And how terrifying would their Holy Son be?
Hiss—
The thought was chilling.
Not only Cha Songliang, but many present also realized the same and grew even more in awe of the Starry Sky Divine Palace.
It was no wonder the Starry Sky Divine Palace had stood unshaken for ages.
"Sparrows… kunpeng…"
Lin Yang muttered weakly, lying like a dead dog, barely alive.
He had finally recognized reality—he had encountered a monstrous genius.
Forget a duel at the same realm—even now, Gu Qing's Spirit Sea momentum alone could crush him completely.
Hearing the crowd's comments, his earlier proud and confident words cut into him like knives.
"I admit defeat."
Lin Yang struggled to rise, his body still standing straight, his head raised, his eyes fixed on Gu Qing as he forced out the three words.
Those three words were as heavy as a thousand pounds to him.
Indeed, it was true.
Lin Yang appeared calm and equal toward others, but in his heart, he was proud beyond measure, looking down on everyone.
He believed those around him were mere common folk.
While he, blessed with heaven-defying fortune, was destined for greatness.
Even though he had suffered a crushing defeat before Gu Qing, he had not given up the thought of one day surpassing him.
He even swore in his heart…
Boom!
A great momentum suddenly descended, slamming Lin Yang back into the ground.
Gu Qing looked down at him playfully and said with a smile, "What, you admit defeat? I preferred your cold and arrogant look earlier."
To think he could just admit defeat and walk away.
Truly shameless.
Unless he squeezed every drop of fortune out of this arrogant fool today, he would write his own name backwards.
[Detected: Lin Yang's mind collapses. Initiating luck plunder. Super Counter activated. 1000 fortune points plundered from Lin Yang.]
[Detected: Lin Yang harbors deep malice toward the host. Initiating luck plunder. Super Counter activated. 1000 fortune points plundered from Lin Yang.]
[Detected: …]
Now this was his good brother.
Continue…
To Gu Qing, the system's broadcast was like celestial music. His only regret was that it came as an electronic voice, not his foster father's joyous announcement.
"You…"
Lin Yang tried to get back up, but the moment he did, he was mercilessly suppressed again.
Gu Qing was like a hunter toying with his prey.
"Could it be… Gu Qing means to kill me?"
The thought spread fear through Lin Yang's heart.
He had never expected that by merely challenging Gu Qing, he would bring death upon himself.
"Saint Lord, Lin Yang has already admitted defeat. Could the Saintess plead with Gu true disciple to spare him?"
The Hall of Enforcement's master urgently sent a voice transmission to Su Wu.
"Our Holy Land has no need for such arrogant and conceited disciples," Su Wu rejected coldly.
What a joke.
His daughter and Gu Qing were simply a match made in heaven. Lin Yang had jumped out, attempting to snatch love away—how could he possibly save him?
Unless he had lost his mind.
And if Lin Yang sought revenge against Gu Qing in the future, then what?
"Gu true disciple, Lin Yang has admitted defeat. I beg you to show mercy and spare his life."
With Su Wu unwilling to intervene, the Hall of Enforcement's master clenched his teeth, stepped forward before Gu Qing, and bowed deeply.
His posture was extremely low, even humble.
"I will, if you can withstand three of my moves."
Gu Qing's face remained calm, unreadable.
Faced with such a good man's plea, Gu Qing would naturally "grant" it.
"Very well."
Hearing this, the Hall of Enforcement's master was first relieved—Lin Yang could finally be saved.
But the next instant, anger surged in his chest.
Gu Qing might be the most monstrous prodigy he had ever seen, but this was too arrogant.
He, a Spirit Refining fifth level cultivator, was only deemed worthy of three moves?
It was simply intolerable.
"Sword Realm…"
Gu Qing casually pointed his finger, and three thousand sword qi burst forth. Each strand carried a world-shattering edge, as though splitting space itself.
In an instant, the three thousand sword qi wove into a great formation, birthing endless sword energy.
This was the terror of a sword formation.
Once it was formed, without overwhelming strength to break it, one could only close their eyes and wait for death.
Boom—!
The sword formation quickly dissipated, leaving only drifting blood mist.
The Hall of Enforcement's master was utterly dead.
"Hiss…"
Everyone gasped, their eyes filled with horror as they stared at Gu Qing.
That was a Spirit Refining cultivator, one who had transformed Profound Core into spirit, wielding divine abilities.
And he had been slain in a single move.
If not for clearly seeing that Gu Qing had not used power above the Purple Mansion Realm, they would have suspected he was already at the Void Dao Realm.
But this reminded them instantly of a term—innate divine ability.
Though the Purple Mansion and Spirit Refining Realms were fundamentally different, some divine body prodigies awakened innate divine abilities in advance, stronger than any cultivated technique.
"What a pity…"
Su Wu's face twitched, and he shook his head, filled with regret.
The Hall of Enforcement's master had given his life for the Holy Land, only to die so abruptly.
What pity… Gu Qing sneered inwardly.
Yes, the Hall of Enforcement's master was respectable for the Holy Land.
But to him, such men were the most deserving of death.
Why meddle needlessly?
Saving Lin Yang might benefit the Holy Land, and he himself would gain gratitude and favor—both fame and profit.
Later, when Lin Yang sought revenge, defeating or killing him would become yet another tale of glory.
This kind of "good man" who never cared for the lives of others was exactly the sort Gu Qing hated most, both in his past life and this one.
So from the moment the Hall of Enforcement's master stepped forward, Gu Qing had never intended to let him live.
"Anyone else wish to save him? Endure three of my moves, and I will release him."
Gu Qing smiled faintly, looking like a gentle and refined young gentleman.
But he was watching to see if anyone else dared step forward. To cut weeds, one must remove the roots.
"No."
"This child dared to offend Gu true disciple, his death is well deserved."
"Indeed."
"We must thank Gu true disciple for ridding our Holy Land of a scourge."
The elders all shook their heads.
They had wanted to save Lin Yang, but the death of the Hall of Enforcement's master still lingered in their minds.
How could they risk their own lives for another?
"No… I am a disciple of the Holy Land. You cannot abandon me."
"Saint Lord, save me!"
Lin Yang was finally terrified.
Even the Hall of Enforcement's master had died miserably. What sort of monster had he provoked?
Now, only Saint Lord Su Wu could save him.
"You deserve to die."
Su Wu's voice dripped with hate.
Now he remembered he was a disciple of the Holy Land? Where had that been earlier?
Even now, he was trying to drag others down with him—he was worthless.
"Little junior sister…"
Hearing Su Wu's words, Lin Yang's soul nearly left his body in fear.
Though he was a protagonist who feared neither heaven nor earth, flaunting "life and death mean nothing, if you refuse me, I fight," always rushing into places of certain death—
That was only because he knew he would not die.
In truth, protagonists feared death more than anyone.
"I said before, to die at my senior brother's hand is the greatest honor of your life. You should feel content."
Su Qingyue's contempt deepened.
When Lin Yang challenged Gu Qing, she had thought him at least a hard bone. But he too was greedy for life and afraid of death.
"No…"
Lin Yang's eyes cracked with rage, his gaze filled with fear and hate as he looked at Su Qingyue.
A surge of unwillingness filled his heart.
He had fought through deathtraps, escaped countless times from the brink—how could he die here so easily?
Regret.
Bitter regret tore through him.
All this, for such a cold, ruthless woman who clung to power, had brought him to this calamity.
"Heh…"
The crowd watched coldly, seeing Lin Yang struggle like a clown.
Their awe had turned to disdain.
Lin Yang had wanted to step on Gu Qing to make a name for himself, yet now he cowered from the consequences. Such a man did not deserve pity.
Only one doubt lingered in their minds—why had Gu Qing still not killed him?
[Ding. The host has fully plundered Lin Yang's fortune. System is now plundering Lin Yang's protagonist fate…]
[Plunder successful. Congratulations, host, you have gained one lottery chance. Would you like to draw now?]
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