The One Who Hunts Down Their Master Is Truly a Waste to Keep Alive

As soon as Xuanyangzi landed, his gaze swept over Lingxu, who was slumped limply on the ground.

When he sensed the aura of the peak of the Saint Realm on the other party, his eyes suddenly narrowed. "Good heavens! The peak of the Saint Realm? He was suppressed so easily by you?"

A stormy sea surged in his heart—he had just broken through to the middle stage of the Saint Realm himself, and there was still a huge gap between him and the peak of the Saint Realm.

For this person to be casually suppressed, exactly what realm was Changge at?!

Xuanyangzi secretly glanced at Gu Changge, who was standing beside him with a calm and breezy demeanor, his mind in a complete mess.

Didn't he say before that there was only a tiny bit of difference between their cultivation bases?

But how could this "tiny bit" allow him to casually handle a peak Saint?

Wait... could it be that what he said back then wasn't a "tiny bit", but a "billion bits"?!

As soon as this thought emerged, the more he thought about it, the more shocked he felt...

Gu Changge seemed oblivious to his thoughts. He raised his hand and patted the back of his hand, his tone calm but penetrating, every word smashing into Lingxu's heart.

"This person's name is Lingxu, an elder of the Lingxiao Holy Land in the Central Region."

"Hiss... Lingxiao Holy Land? Central Region?"

Xuanyangzi frowned sharply, subconsciously repeating it.

"That's too far away, I've never heard of it. How did a Holy Land from the Central Region get involved with Zizhu?"

He had known Zizhu for many years and had never heard of him having any ties with a Holy Land in the Central Region.

Following that, Gu Changge recounted to Xuanyangzi how Daoist Zizhu had snatched the Chaos World Crystal in the Central Region, was hunted down by various Holy Lands, and fled to the Eastern Region.

"Outrageous!"

After hearing this, Xuanyangzi could no longer suppress his anger. He slapped his thigh fiercely, and the coercion of the middle stage of the Saint Realm suddenly erupted, shaking the surrounding purple bamboo leaves so that they rustled loudly.

If it weren't for the formations on Zizhu Peak that could isolate all aura fluctuations, this coercion alone would have been enough to press everyone in the Qingxuan Sect to the ground.

"The Holy Lands of the Central Region are truly bullying people too much! Treasures belong to the virtuous. Since the Chaos World Crystal was obtained by Zizhu, that is his opportunity!

You Holy Lands act all high and mighty and hypocritical, banding together to hunt down an itinerant cultivator, even crossing millions of miles to chase him to the Eastern Region. Have you no shame?!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he got, pointing at Lingxu on the ground, his voice even trembling.

"You people from the Lingxiao Holy Land are truly no good! Zizhu has already retreated to the Eastern Region heavily injured, and you still refuse to let him go?"

Lingxu was so frightened by his anger that he trembled all over, shrinking on the ground and not daring to make a sound.

Xuanyangzi wanted to curse some more, but Gu Changge gently tugged at his sleeve.

"Senior Brother, calm down."

"Since someone has actively delivered themselves to our door, we might as well kill him to vent your anger—and incidentally, try out what it feels like to kill a peak Saint."

Gu Changge's tone was flat, as if he were talking about whether to pick a spirit fruit, his fingertips casually brushing over the armrest of his bamboo chair.

Hearing this, Xuanyangzi was stunned. He subconsciously looked at Lingxu on the ground, his frown deepening.

"Kill him? This is a Holy Land elder, and at the peak of the Saint Realm! There aren't many figures like this in the entire Xuanhuang Great World. Wouldn't it be too much of a pity to just kill him like this?

Moreover, if the Lingxiao Holy Land finds out, they might send even stronger people..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Eternal Paragon Tower next to them suddenly popped open with a "click".

Xiao Ruobai rushed out carrying the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, the tip of the halberd still stained with the residual spiritual energy of a phantom. Just as he was about to shout "Great Emperor Chixiao, I'll remember you",

He heard the words "peak of the Saint Realm" and "kill him", and his whole body instantly froze in place. The shaft of the halberd smashed onto the ground with a "clang", shaking the soil particles in the spirit field so much that they bounced up.

He blinked hard, then reached out and rubbed his burning ears, staring at Lingxu on the ground, his voice trembling.

"M-Master? Martial Uncle? Did you just say... peak of the Saint Realm? The kind of peak Saint Realm that can shatter half of Xuanzhou with one slap? And you're going to kill him?"

Saying that, he approached Lingxu and squatted down to examine him curiously—this old fellow looked listless, not at all like the legendary peak Saint who could overturn seas and rivers.

Before Gu Changge could speak, he looked up and scratched his head again. "That's not right, Master. Our Qingxuan Sect doesn't even have a King Realm cultivator, and you want to kill a peak Saint? Am I hearing things?"

Gu Changge glanced at him and casually waved a gentle force, sending him back into the tower like lifting a little chick.

"Adults are talking, kids shouldn't interrupt. Go back in and practice for another twenty rounds."

The tower door closed with a "bang", and Xiao Ruobai's slightly aggrieved shout could still be heard from inside.

"Master! I was just asking! It's a peak Saint Realm! At least let me take one more look!"

Listening to Xiao Ruobai's shouts and looking at Gu Changge's calm demeanor, a wave of despair shot from the soles of Lingxu's feet to the top of his head.

He suddenly remembered something and frantically touched his storage ring with both hands, his fingernails turning white from gripping it, his voice carrying a sobbing tone.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life! I have treasures! I will give you all my treasures! Don't kill me!"

Spiritual light flashed wildly from his fingertips, and several items exuding rich spiritual energy clattered onto the ground.

A heart-protecting mirror embedded with stardust shimmered faintly, a jade bottle containing liquid spiritual power surged with a golden halo, and a half piece of bone engraved with ancient runes faintly emitted Daoist rhymes.

"These are all Saint-level treasures I've collected! And this too!"

He tremblingly took out a dark golden token, the words "Lingxiao" exceptionally striking on it.

"This is the Holy Land Elder Token! It can mobilize all outer resources! I'll give it all to you! All of it!"

He stared fixedly at Gu Changge's face, not even daring to breathe loudly, terrified that the other party would refuse.

But Gu Changge merely glanced at the treasures on the ground, his fingertips still casually brushing over the armrest of the bamboo chair, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

"Are you stupid? If I kill you, won't all these treasures be mine anyway? Do I need to bargain with you?"

These words were like a basin of ice water, instantly extinguishing Lingxu's hopes.

He trembled all over, cold sweat pouring down his spine. His mind raced, and he suddenly shuffled forward on his knees, his voice changing pitch.

"I'm useful! I'm still useful! I'm at the peak of the Saint Realm! I can fight! I can go to the Lingxiao Holy Land and be a spy for you!"

As he spoke, he secretly raised his eyes to glance at Gu Changge, his fingers tightly gripping the hem of his clothes—this was his last chance. If he was rejected again, he would truly be dead for sure.

At this moment, Xuanyangzi's eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly tugged at Gu Changge's sleeve, his fingertips subconsciously pointing towards Lingxu, his voice kept extremely low.

"Changge, how about... we use a soul-snatching art to control him? Keeping him as a spy can not only probe the bottom of the Lingxiao Holy Land but also deliberately pass false information to mislead them.

If we kill him now and the Holy Land can't find him, they might send even stronger people to investigate, which would be even more troublesome!"

As he spoke, his eyes were full of the expectation that "this plan is feasible", and he also secretly glanced at Lingxu.

He felt that he could finally make this peak Saint somewhat useful, so as not to waste him in vain.

Hearing the words "soul-snatching art" and "spy", Lingxu's originally desperate eyes instantly burst with light, and his breathing became rapid.

"Yes! I'm willing! I will absolutely obey! I beg you..."

"What Senior Brother says seems to make sense, but..."

Gu Changge's voice sounded slowly, but then it abruptly changed, and the force under his foot suddenly increased!

"Crack—"

The crisp sound of shattering bones was exceptionally piercing atop Zizhu Peak. Ling Xu's dantian was instantly crushed into powder, and the lingering pressure of a Saint receded like a fading tide.

Like a ragdoll drained of all its strength, he collapsed on the ground, coughing up mouthfuls of blood as the light in his eyes instantly froze.

Xuanyangzi's words caught in his throat. Before he could even close his parted lips, a wisp of azure light flashed from Gu Changge's fingertips, moving so fast that its trajectory was impossible to trace.

Ling Xu did not even have the time to cry out a final plea for mercy before his body was reduced to ash scattering in the wind. All that remained was the pile of Saint-grade treasures on the ground, still shimmering with an unattended spiritual glow.

"It would only be a pity to spare someone who hunted down my master."