Chapter 126: If I Am Not Dead, Then Someone Else Must Be

After giving his instructions, Chen Daoling disappeared into the courtyard without waiting for a reply.

He knew the other party had a way to bring Gu Changqing back.

Because after Ji Yan’s failure, the guards had prepared to seize an opportunity to retrieve Gu Changqing from the Qingjiang battlefield, so they had made arrangements.

The only awakened guard left was Han Shoulu. Upon hearing Chen Daoling’s words, he glanced at Gu Changqing in the room, a trace of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

“Aren’t you quite arrogant?” Han Shoulu sneered coldly at Gu Changqing. Yet he didn’t dare approach immediately. Instead, he took out a box from his backpack, withdrew a needle, and swiftly jabbed it into Gu Changqing’s leg.

The drug was rare, capable of suppressing Gu Changqing’s abilities.

Though Han Shoulu remained silent about its purpose, Gu Changqing could guess its function. To his surprise, he felt nothing at all.

After all, he was not an awakened one but a cultivator. Though both derived their power from qi, their sources were almost entirely different.

A spark of amusement gleamed in Gu Changqing’s eyes.

After a moment, Han Shoulu approached him, looking down at the fierce smile on Gu Changqing’s face, a sight that irritated him. He slammed his foot down on Gu Changqing’s broken bone.

Yet Gu Changqing didn’t even grunt. The fierce grin on his face remained unchanged as he stared at Han Shoulu and said, “Hmph, a fish that slipped through the net—I remember you. Don’t worry, you’ll be joining them soon. When that time comes, I’ll send your entire family down with you, ensuring you won’t be lonely on the way!”

“You’re still so stubborn now?” Han Shoulu pressed down with more force.

But the next second, his complexion changed drastically.

Dozens of blood-sea bee needles shot into the sole of his foot.

Then, from Gu Changqing’s sleeves emerged the paired yin-yang swords and a river of blood, sweeping toward him.

The distance between them was too close. Han Shoulu had assumed Gu Changqing’s abilities were suppressed and never expected he would be unaffected.

Not only Han Shoulu, but even Chen Daoling hadn’t anticipated that Gu Changqing could resist the drug.

In an instant, Han Shoulu was engulfed by the blood river, and the paired yin-yang swords decapitated him outright. Moments later, his body dissolved in the blood current.

“Trash is just trash! Damn, this really hurts!” Gu Changqing gritted his teeth.

He was indeed in pain, but his pride was paramount—this mattered more than life itself.

Lying on the ground for a while, gritting his teeth, he pondered the strength of a seventh-level awakened one.

He felt the gap between Chen Daoling and himself was far greater than that between a sixth and fifth-level awakened, even wider than his difference from a fourth-level awakened.

But it made sense—after all, the difference between a sixth and fifth-level awakened was like being at the seventh or ninth layer of Qi Refinement.

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