The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 809: Death on Demand, No Hesitation!

Chapter 809: Death on Demand, No Hesitation!

Those who stand in his way will die!

Those who stand in Asura Palace’s way will die!

Gu Xuanfeng had mastered this move to the point of perfection, having used it to kill countless people and accomplish numerous missions. Even if slaughtering mortals would attract a heavenly wrath, it was within the limits of what he could endure.

However—

Chu Yan stood motionless, showing no signs of evasion.

Gu Xuanfeng was startled for a moment. But his spiritual energy had already been unleashed, and there was no turning back.

As his energy neared Chu Yan’s heart, a golden light suddenly erupted from Chu Yan’s body, and the aura became even more intense.

The spiritual energy could no longer advance a single step.

"What?"

Gu Xuanfeng uttered in disbelief.

Then, Chu Yan took a step forward, waving his sleeve, returning the spiritual energy back towards Gu Xuanfeng.

Gu Xuanfeng was alarmed and quickly mobilized his own energy to defend. But the backlash was even stronger, magnified several times. His spiritual barrier was insufficient to block it.

The energy struck his heart!

In an instant, it attacked his Dantian!

Pfft—

With a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, Gu Xuanfeng’s face went pale. His legs weakened, and he collapsed to his knees.

He struggled to lift his head and looked at Chu Yan, whose aura had now retracted, and the feeling of fear gradually dissipated. The Night Asura behind him dared not approach but hurriedly helped him up, feeding him pills and transferring spiritual energy into him.

"Why..." Gu Xuanfeng murmured while spitting blood. "Who... who are you?"

The aura was so strange.

Chu Yan, though clearly not a cultivator, made others feel an overwhelming fear.

"I am simply the Emperor of Mu Nation," Chu Yan said, looking down with an indifferent expression, the calm and composed demeanor that any emperor would possess.

He took a few steps closer. "However, I spare your life because I want to know the current situation of my sixth sister. If you tell me everything without hiding anything, I might give you a chance to live."

The two Night Asura who had been standing nearby couldn’t believe how arrogant Chu Yan was and moved forward, unwilling to back down.

"Die!"

How dare a mere mortal emperor behave so impudently in front of them!

They attacked with ruthless intent, not even considering sparing Chu Yan.

But no matter how much spiritual energy they used, the energy they sent out was reflected back onto them with the same intensity.

Bang! Bang!

Not only did they fail to approach Chu Yan, but they were also blasted back by his powerful aura, their bodies crashing against the spirit stone walls.

Though they were Golden Core cultivators, they died instantly without a sound.

Chu Yan remained calm and unshaken, standing there as if nothing had happened. He saw the blood all over the floor, sighed, and advised, "Stop fighting. Don’t court death."

Gu Xuanfeng immediately raised his hand to stop his subordinates. "Stop! This person is too strange! Don’t make any more pointless sacrifices!"

The Night Asura all stopped in their tracks.

It wasn’t Gu Xuanfeng’s warning that stopped them—it was the immense fear that Chu Yan instilled in them!

"Are you all calm now?" Chu Yan asked, his voice still serene. "What exactly happened in Upper Realm? How is my sixth sister?"

Gu Xuanfeng was seriously injured and too weak to explain everything clearly. It was another Night Asura who filled in the details for Chu Yan.

As for where Nanli was now, they had no idea.

Though Upper Realm was vast, those large sects were not to be taken lightly. They would likely catch Nanli and the others soon enough.

As Chu Shuo and Chu Yan listened, their faces grew darker.

Especially Chu Yan, whose body radiated a chilling murderous intent.

Gu Xuanfeng was terrified, hurriedly saying, "I just received some new information. If you promise not to kill us and spare our lives, I’ll tell you everything."

Chu Yan, though knowing his own identity was special, was still merely a mortal. How could he possibly stand against the entire Upper Realm?

Thus, he could only gather information and make his decisions accordingly.

"I promise you," Chu Yan said, giving a decisive nod. "Speak."

Gu Xuanfeng sighed in relief and spoke quickly. "Just now, our Palace Master mentioned that the Upper Realm’s formation barrier has been broken by someone. If Nanli and the others haven’t been captured yet, they might have a chance to escape the Upper Realm."

The two brothers immediately relaxed upon hearing the news.

Chu Shuo’s first reaction was, "It must have been my sixth sister!"

Chu Yan nodded in agreement.

The Night Asura exchanged glances, speechless.

Gu Xuanfeng, always quick-tempered, wasn’t pleased by their comments and retorted, holding his chest, "Nanli is only at the Golden Core stage. Even if she cultivates for another thousand years, she could never break the Upper Realm’s formation barrier. Don’t place your hopes too high on her."

Chu Shuo glared at him. "What, do you have the right to comment on my sixth sister’s abilities?"

"I’m just speaking the truth!"

"Heh, you’ve already coughed up several liters of blood, and yet you’re still talking?" Chu Shuo sneered. "Fifth brother, they’re trying to steal our Spirit Mine. We should kill them all to eliminate future trouble."

Chu Yan was considering the matter.

Gu Xuanfeng was taken aback, exasperated. "Emperor Mu, you just... you just promised!"

Chu Yan asked, "You’ve already contacted your Palace Master, which means your Palace Master knows about Mu Nation’s situation, and knows there’s a Spirit Tree and Spirit Mine here, right?"

Gu Xuanfeng smiled slightly. "Indeed. Our Palace Master is already on his way here. Emperor Mu, I also advise you to be polite. If I lose my life, our Palace Master will surely kill everyone in the Chu family and massacre the Capital!"

Chu Shuo pursed his lips, worried.

Even if Mu Nation had spiritual energy, it didn’t have many cultivators. Forget one large sect—ten cultivators could turn Mu Nation into a river of blood.

Not to mention, Zen Master Cinian and the others were still unaware of the situation!

Chu Yan remained composed, undeterred by the threat.

"Don’t throw around threats casually. From what I know, cultivators are not allowed to harm mortals, or they will incur heavenly punishment."

Gu Xuanfeng sneered darkly.

"For Asura Palace, for our Palace Master, what do we have to fear from heavenly punishment?"

He had regained some of his strength and spoke more confidently now.

"Emperor Mu, we have methods to avoid the heavenly lightning. Otherwise, Qingwu and the others wouldn’t have paid such a heavy price to hire us! So when I speak of slaughtering, I’m not joking!"

One of the Night Asura added, "Exactly! Anyway, Mu Nation doesn’t have a sect. Why not let us Asura Palace settle here and guard your Capital, protect your Spirit Mine?"

"How dare you speak like that? You just want to take the Spirit Tree and devour the Spirit Mine, don’t you?!" Chu Shuo was enraged. "Let me tell you, this is Chu family’s Spirit Mine! It’s also the nation’s Spirit Mine!"

Gu Xuanfeng’s voice turned cold. "We are willing to take a step back, but you won’t appreciate it!"

Chu Yan smiled. "With you in our hands, I can talk terms with your Palace Master, can’t I?"

Gu Xuanfeng froze for a moment.

His survival was an obstacle to his Palace Master’s path!

Better...

Better to die now, and give his master a reason to act!

"Palace Master! I, Gu Xuanfeng, will forever be loyal to you!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Gu Xuanfeng drew his sword and swiftly slit his own throat.