Why do I have so many masters?

"Old sir, do you really want to know?"

"Of course, everyone wants to live..."

Yuchi Jie extended two fingers and said, "The first method is recorded in the history books, absolutely effective, absolutely reliable."

Taishu Jian asked anxiously,

"What is it? Speak quickly..."

Yuchi Jie rolled his eyes and said,

"Simple, if they are using us as leverage, we can all just commit suicide here, and those two people can at least run away unimpeded."

"If anger arises, there might even be a chance to take revenge directly."

Taishu Jian's mouth twitched, the hope that had just risen in his heart had already cooled by half, and he asked again:

"And the second?"

"The second?"

"The second is even more powerful..."

Yuchi Jie, with a somber face, pointed up with his remaining finger and said,

"It's fate."

"Hehehe, young man, you see things quite clearly..."

"How about, I play with you first for a while?"

A voice came from the void, sweet and enticing like honey, but no one could be seen around. Taishu Jian's expression changed slightly, and the Sixth-Rank family retainer, holding a Broken Blade, stood up on alert, while Lv Baiping held Lin Qiaofu in his arms, warily watching their surroundings.

Lin Qiaofu, being the youngest, was scared, yet she managed to keep a stern face, preventing her tears from flowing. Yuchi Jie had already given up all hope and his legs were starting to give out, but he still forced himself to say:

"Play? That sounds good..."

"But I'm quite picky, I wonder if you can sing 'Eighteen Touches'?"

The woman seemed startled.

"You?!"

Yuchi Jie grinned and said cheekily,

"Not familiar with it? I can teach you..."

"I'll have you know, besides 'Eighteen Touches,' we have a lot of interesting moves to practice. I got people from the Western Regions to find some interesting martial arts techniques, like 'Pushing the Cart,' 'Sitting Lotus,' and others. With your figure, madam, it would definitely have a unique flair."

Suddenly, silence fell.

Taishu Jian instantly felt the urge to run this young man through with a sword.

A moment later, the woman laughed again and said,

"You don't look it, young master, appearing like a buffoon, but not only are your eyes bright, your schemes are also deep."

"Could it be, young master, that you have something remarkable about you?"

Yuchi Jie's legs shook uncontrollably, yet he barely managed to stand up, placing one hand on his retainer's shoulder and pushing out his lower body as he said,

"What are you talking about, madam?"

" It's you who are profoundly deep. But, speaking of something remarkable, I indeed have one thing on me."

Lin Qiaofu was utterly confused.

Lu Baiping's gaze towards Yuchi Jie transformed, shifting from viewing him as a noble clan's young master to something akin to a waste product.

Even the woman, at that moment, felt rage rising within her. Being a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist, who in the world would dare to verbally humiliate her like this, a murderous intent secretly emerged, just as she was about to turn away, a laugh suddenly came to her ears, saying,

"Thinking of killing someone?"

The voice was calm and mocking, yet it only sounded right behind her ear.

She could almost feel the faint breath.

Her heart almost skipped a beat, and the woman turned sharply, her hand wielding the Fish Intestine Sword in a slanting strike.

The Sword Edge tore through the void, the killing intent subtle yet ice cold.

But there was nothing behind her, just a desolate landscape, an endless wilderness.

The woman's pupils suddenly contracted.

The voice continued to sound by her ear alone, unhurried, saying:

"The lady's killing intent is a bit too strong..."

Yuchi Jie heard the sharp sound of cutting through the air from below, shuddering with fright. Even as he leaned on his family guard's shoulder, he nearly lost his balance and sat down hard on the ground, his face turning pale and his legs shaking violently.

In another place.

The Sword Master of the Fish Intestine Sword had pushed her movement technique to its limits.

But every time she turned around, there was no one to be seen, only that voice, unrelenting like a haunting spirit, calmly rising beside her ear, causing her heart to tremble and her to grit her teeth secretly, using a secret technique to further increase her speed.

With each step she took, she was already performing the Light and Shadow Division.

Before the eyes of Lin Qiaofu and the others, abruptly appeared a dozen figures, all wielding the Fish Intestine Sword, each coldly beautiful and dangerous, each moving differently.

Yuchi Jie was almost on the verge of crying out loud.

"I was just talking..."

"Drawing and quartering? Sister, you should find someone else for this game, I'm not playing..."

In the midst of a heaven-shaking scream, Yuchi Jie's right hand, which supported him from behind, moved slightly.

Silently, hidden under his wide sleeves, the Heavenly Secrets Crossbow was already cocked, and then it became even more ferocious.

The woman gritted her teeth secretly, ignoring Yuchi Jie, only pushing her movement technique to its ultimate level.

With a step like treading on wind and skimming on duckweed, she had already passed a thousand li in a blink of an eye. Although not truly a thousand li, she indeed traveled more than a hundred li through the air before folding back in another direction.

Moreover, each of the successive Light and Shadow Divisions surged out simultaneously.

In terms of movement technique alone, a grandmaster not skilled in movement technique would also be beneath this Sword Master of the Fish Intestine Sword.

Yuchi Jie's eyes widened, his mind spinning for ages, truly at a loss as to who could orchestrate such a feat.

Two top Jianghu figures had already made their move, and together, they could assassinate a newly advanced grandmaster. Moreover, if they had such skill, wouldn't it be more direct to simply assassinate Wang Anfeng and Gong Yu?

Why go to such lengths?

Was it to capture someone alive? Or was it because they were waiting for someone?

Lin Qiaofu's eyes widened; she had never expected to witness so many divine skills, reputed to be lost, today, and after a pause, she finally spoke hesitantly:

"Dusting Step, Cleansing Worldly Dust."

Yuchi Jie grimaced, saying:

"Don't say it anymore, sister."

"The more you say, the more I shake..."

Lin Qiaofu was a bit hesitant, while Lv Baiping directly pulled Lin Qiaofu behind her, looking at Yuchi Jie with eyes full of caution and vigilance.

Yuchi Jie paused for a moment, chuckling awkwardly as he diverted his gaze.

The woman returned from her circuit, finally without that voice behind her ear, and she sighed a great sigh of relief, hidden in this place. She then discovered a young man appearing in front of Lin Qiaofu and the others, with a handsome appearance, dressed in moon-white robes, his long hair hanging loose, his demeanor lazy and casual.

It seemed he greatly regretted, as he sighed softly:

"Indeed, the speed is very fast..."

The woman felt fortunate, yet more cautious, quickly changing her movement technique's position, while covering for Jue Que, and looking at the man who had suddenly appeared, not daring to show herself, she chuckled softly:

"This gentleman has a fine movement technique, but seems to prefer sneaking around."

"I refuse to comply, I must slice off your flesh piece by piece..."

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, and upon hearing this, he laughed ruefully:

"So fiery, no wonder this little guy can't handle it."

"But... what will you use to cut?"

The woman was slightly startled.

The man laughed lightly, with his hands behind him moved to the front, and opened his fingers, showing a palm that was as white as jade, holding a short sword that was only slightly longer than a dagger.

The sword was pitch-black in color, with the handle decorated with dragon and sparrow patterns from the Xia Dynasty.

One of the ten famous swords of the previous generation.

Fish Intestine.

The woman's face had turned deathly pale.

PS: Today two chapters in one...

Well, a chapter of 5,400 words, when split, each could still have 2,700 words (bows), mainly because it's not good if split.