"Sister Xin!"
Nearly ten minutes later, Qin Yuan's nerves slowly relaxed. He said, "Sister Xin, don't scare me like that!"
No one had appeared at all.
"Let's go!"
Su Xin did not insist further and led the two towards the spatial rift.
A moment later, the rift vanished.
"Your senses are quite keen!"
At this moment, a young figure appeared where the rift had disappeared.
It was Ye Ming!
Su Xin's guess was correct; Ye Ming had been watching from the shadows.
Although he had no intention of going to the Dark Clan for now, he still needed to know their location.
A moment later, he left.
...
But as soon as he returned to the Purple Cloud Mountain Villa, he saw Dolisah confronting a man in a silver-white uniform.
The man's gaze was deep, his expression solemn, and he did not smile. A sharp aura emanated from him, exuding great power.
In his right hand, he held a sharp sword.
In this moment, Dolisah seemed to falter before him.
"Please step aside!"
The uniformed man's voice was cold, and his long sword seemed ready to be unsheathed at any moment.
"Qianyu! You two go inside first!"
Dolisah ignored the man and spoke to Nangong Qian and Fang Junxue behind her.
Little Ain had naturally already gone to school.
"Sister Dolisah, please be careful! I'll contact Ye Ming right away. He should be back soon!" Nangong Qianyu instructed.
However, she didn't know that Ye Ming had already returned.
"Sir! Even if you intend to arrest Qianyu, you should at least provide a reason!" Dolisah said warily. "And you resort to violence without a word – isn't that too overbearing!"
So, the man's target was Nangong Qianyu.
"Overbearing? Hmph!"
As if having no intention of explaining, he sternly declared, "I, as a Seven-Star Inspector, now pronounce that the sinner Nangong Qianyu and her accomplice Ye Ming, without the permission of the Ancient Martial Artist Association, have illegally imparted ancient martial arts knowledge through live broadcast, intending to disrupt public order."
"I am here to apprehend you!"
"Anyone who resists will be arrested as well."
Clang!
With a sword's ring, the man drew his sword and pointed it at Dolisah, coldly saying:
"Stand down!"
At this moment, an unparalleled might erupted from the man. In his eyes, there seemed to be no opponent.
Seeing that there was no room for compromise, Dolisah no longer held back. As a cultivator in the Guanwu realm, what did she have to fear?
Just as she was about to make a move, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and patted her shoulder.
"Although he is only a Martial Emperor, his fearless sword intent is not something you can contend with in your current state."
A familiar voice reached her ears.
"Young Master!"
Dolisah immediately turned around, finally feeling a sense of relief.
Although they hadn't clashed yet, Dolisah could feel that she was no match for him.
Especially when he grasped that sword, his entire demeanor seemed to change, exuding an aura of unparalleled dominance.
Was this the "fearless sword intent" that Ye Ming had just spoken of?
"Very good!"
The man, seeing Ye Ming, showed little emotion on his face and continued coldly, "Since you've returned, you and Nangong Qianyu will come with me!"
Oh?
Ye Ming smiled upon seeing this and tilted his head to say to Dolisah, "Dolisah, it seems your young master is being underestimated!"
The other party clearly didn't take him seriously.
Hearing this, Dolisah's lips curved into a smile. "Is that so?"
Her slightly girlish tone carried a hint of playful pride.
Seeing that his words were completely ignored, the man's expression darkened. "If you persist in your stubbornness, I will not hesitate to use forceful measures."
He suddenly swung the sword in his hand.
Bang!
A flash of sword light streaked across, leaving a sword mark about a centimeter deep on the ground nearby.
A trace of killing intent lingered around the mark, indicating that the man's swordsmanship was undoubtedly profound.
Seeing this, Ye Ming wasted no more words. He beckoned to the man and said, "Come! I hope your fearless sword intent will not be affected after I make my move!"
Fearless!
It meant having no fear in one's heart.
"Arrogant!"
A cold glint flashed in the man's eyes. He drew his sword and moved with swift, unpredictable grace, likely a unique martial technique.
"Slash!"
He raised his long sword above his head, its blade wrapped in an intangible force.
This was sword intent!
With a single slash, he attacked with unparalleled bravery.
Zing!
Accompanied by a faint collision sound, all of the man's movements abruptly ceased.
"This... How is this possible?"
Before him, his seemingly unstoppable attack was blocked by two fingers.
Just two fingers!
It was utterly astonishing!
Even more so, he felt no surge of energy from those two fingers; they were no different from ordinary human fingers.
Yet, these two fingers had stopped his sword.
The sword's edge remained pressed against the man's fingers, causing him not the slightest harm.
The man's body uncontrollably staggered back two steps, barely managing to stay upright.
"Well! Can you still maintain a fearless heart?"
Ye Ming looked at him, his tone indifferent.
Fearless!
Perhaps it was merely the arrogance born of shallow knowledge.
Only those who truly recognize the vastness of the world yet still dare to fight with all their might can possess a truly fearless heart.
Would the man before him be the latter?
"I admit, you are very strong!"
The man gripped the sword hilt with both hands. Though his body trembled slightly, he still raised his sword.
"So strong that you exceed my understanding! But..." A ferocious glint flashed in his eyes, and gritting his teeth, he said in a low voice, "If you think you can extinguish my sword, then you underestimate me too much!"
"Ah!"
With a roar, the true qi within him surged like a spring and converged into the long sword in his hand.
He wanted to prove that his fearless heart could not be easily destroyed.
"Kill!"
As the sword moved, the man's determination in swordsmanship reached its apex at this moment. In the sword light he unleashed, an invincible momentum remained, brooks no provocation or wavering!
"You do have some spirit!"
This time, Ye Ming extended only one finger, its tip meeting the sword light directly.
He wanted to see if the man could still maintain his original intention.
This was the man's full-power strike. If it were to be blocked by this single finger,
Then the blow he would receive this time would be far greater than before.
Would he still have the courage to swing his sword at Ye Ming?
The moment the sword light met the fingertip, the terrifying energy contained within it seemed to vanish into a boundless sea, not even creating a ripple.
Everything was calm, so calm that the man thought it was all a dream.
"So, can you still raise your sword?"