Chapter 705: Time to Show Off!
Whoosh!
The scarlet Sword Qi bared its fangs, a manifestation of pure, wanton ferocity. It screamed through the air, an entity of utter evil hungry for destruction.
Faced with this terrifying attack—the same dreadful Sword Qi that had instantly slain a Peak Tenin—Yu Guannan did not retreat a single step.
Even knowing she was no match, she would fight to the death. She would claw and bite and tear until her last breath, just to inflict one more wound on her enemy.
Her family was annihilated. Her second brother was dead. Her eldest brother, cleaved in two, was bleeding out his last moments on the floor. There was nothing left to lose.
Resolve hardened in Yu Guannan's phoenix-like eyes as her myriad thoughts converged into a single point of focus. A supremely sublimated Fist Intent, an energy that completely shattered the known limits of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, erupted from her fair, jade-like fists. Even a true Grandmaster would have to look away from its sheer brilliance.
"Little sister…" Yu Guanying, still clinging to a sliver of life, watched with a miserable, despairing expression.
Even Koga Ichiro, a master at the peak of the Tenin realm, was instantly killed by that sword. What chance did his little sister, Yu Guannan, have?
'The Young Sect Leader is truly wasteful. What a pity…' Zhou Yunhu muttered to himself under his breath. It felt like a genuine shame to kill a woman as beautiful and noble as Yu Guannan, the prized daughter of a prominent family. But his reverence for Zhang Zhiyun had now reached the level of worship; he wouldn't dare voice such thoughts aloud.
Just as the wave of scarlet energy was about to consume Yu Guannan, a clear, resonant voice suddenly cut through the tension.
"Who dares to harm her?"
As the voice faded, a translucent golden phantom materialized from thin air. It stood ten feet tall, its form glowing with a brilliant light, like a deity descended from the heavens.
The moment this golden phantom appeared, an astonishing aura swept across the entire scene. It was a pressure so immense, so sacred, that it made everyone feel a primal urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
The golden phantom enveloped Yu Guannan's delicate body within its protective light. Facing the twisted, malevolent scarlet Sword Qi, it simply raised a hand and flicked a finger. The attack, which had seemed unstoppable moments before, shattered into a million specks of blood-colored light that dissipated harmlessly, not a single mote touching Yu Guannan.
"How is this possible? Is this a ghost… or an Immortal?" Zhou Yunhu was dumbfounded, his eyes wide as he struggled to process what he was seeing.
"Could it be… little sister has a divine Immortal's protection?" A wave of relief washed over Yu Guanying, and a look of wild joy broke through his pained features.
"What is this?" Yu Guannan was just as shocked, unable to believe the scene before her. She had been fully prepared to die. Consumed by a hatred too deep to bear and seeing no hope of escape from Zhang Zhiyun, she had intended to perish in a final, desperate clash. But now… this impossibly divine, golden phantom was shielding her?
What on earth was happening?
Yu Guannan looked up, her gaze tracing the form of the phantom. It was bathed in a brilliant golden light, exuding an aura of extreme sanctity. Its features were incomparably handsome, carrying a heroic yet refined demeanor that seemed unmatched in this world.
Could it truly be a heavenly deity, descended to the mortal realm to save her?
Wait a minute. This… this is…
"Shen Anyu?!"
When Yu Guannan finally saw the golden phantom's face clearly, her phoenix eyes flew wide open. Tumultuous waves crashed within her heart, and her vermilion lips parted in shock, unable to close.
This… this… this… the face of this golden phantom was unmistakably Shen Anyu's!
"Shen Anyu!"
A thunderous roar ripped from Zhang Zhiyun's throat. A monstrous, murderous aura erupted from him, so potent that it caused everyone in the Hilton Hotel to tremble with a primal fear, as if the very sky were about to collapse upon them.
In an instant, Zhang Zhiyun's eyes turned a stark, blood-red. He stared, fixated, at the golden phantom, seething with a rage so deep it could not be contained.
How could he not recognize Shen Anyu?
He would recognize that man even if he were ground to ash.
His two most important women—his fiancée, Ji Xiaolin, whom he had fallen for at first sight, and his sister, Zhang Yaqian, the one pure land in his heart—had both fallen into Shen Anyu's embrace.
He had suffered one humiliating defeat after another at Shen Anyu's hands.
This was a hatred that could never be reconciled, a score that could only be settled with blood.
Shen Anyu, however, completely ignored Zhang Zhiyun. He turned his gaze to Yu Guannan, a slight, reassuring smile touching his lips as he nodded.
"It's me. I sensed you were in danger, so my Divine Soul left my body to come and save you. With me here, no one can harm you."
He paused for a moment, the smile deepening.
"After all, a bet is a bet. And you, are my concubine."
Yu Guannan stared blankly at Shen Anyu. The brilliant golden light enveloping her delicate body gave her an unmatched sense of security and warmth. For a long moment, she was utterly speechless.
[Ding! Detected Destined Heroine Yu Guannan's favorability +20. Plundered +60,000 destiny value!]
"Divine Soul leaving the body? This… this is an incredible feat that only a Land Immortal can achieve! A power from the legends… Shen Anyu, you've actually become a Land Immortal?"
The half-dead Yu Guanying trembled violently, his eyes fixed on Shen Anyu with a look of extreme shock and disbelief.
The world of the Land Immortal was so rare, so mythical, that not a single one had appeared in Yanxia in over a century, despite its population of hundreds of millions. It was a state that existed only in legends.
He never, ever expected that Shen Anyu had already reached such a height.
In that light, his own schemes—trying to win over Old Qin, trying to ally with the Koga Dojo—what were they but the pathetic antics of a clown?
Even if Zhang Zhiyun had never appeared, he would have never succeeded.
Bitterness flooded Yu Guanying's heart, but it was quickly replaced by a pragmatic smile. He looked at Shen Anyu with eager, pleading eyes.
"Shen Anyu, since my little sister is your woman, you must protect her well. The Yu Family… and my little sister… I entrust them to you! From this day forth, the Yu Family will be a vassal of the Shen Clan."
'He's quite a smart one,' Shen Anyu thought, finding a grudging respect for Yu Guanying's pragmatism. The man hadn't mentioned a word about revenge. He had likely seen the murderous expression on Zhang Zhiyun's face and knew that Shen Anyu and Zhang Zhiyun were already mortal enemies, making any such request redundant. Or perhaps he simply understood that by taking in Yu Guannan and the Yu Family, Shen Anyu would inevitably have to confront Zhang Zhiyun anyway.
A hint of regret colored Shen Anyu's expression as he spoke. "Brother Yu, rest assured. I will take good care of Nannan and the Yu Family. You can rest in peace. Don't worry."
"Thank you!"
Yu Guanying nodded with great difficulty, blood pouring like a waterfall from the grievous wound that had severed his lower body. He offered Shen Anyu a sincere look of gratitude, then turned his gaze to Yu Guannan one last time and smiled.
"Little sister… you will be the Head of the Yu Family from now on… Take care!"
As his voice fell, Yu Guanying's head drooped, and he breathed his last.
"Big brother!" Yu Guannan cried out, rushing to his side as uncontrollable sobs wracked her body.
Shen Anyu's eyes flickered with cold light. To resolve the Yu Family situation without spilling a drop of his own blood, bringing the assets of this top-tier noble family and the Destined Heroine Yu Guannan under his control… it was simply perfect.
Zhang Zhiyun, this demonic blade of his, was indeed very useful.
However, it wasn't enough. The blade wasn't sharp enough yet.
Shen Anyu sneered inwardly, his gaze gradually turning as cold as ice.
…
"Young Sect Leader, let's escape! Quickly! That's a Land Immortal!" Zhou Yunhu trembled, terrified to his very core. Shen Anyu, the Young Master of Yanxia's Shen Clan, was actually a Land Immortal. How could they possibly contend against a being like that?
He had originally thought that his Young Sect Leader, Zhang Zhiyun, was invincible. He never imagined that Shen Anyu had already transcended the mundane, that he was no longer an ordinary mortal. A man who could have his Divine Soul leave his body… how was that any different from a true god?
Zhang Zhiyun stared fixedly at Shen Anyu, his expression utterly ferocious. He completely ignored Zhou Yunhu's panicked words, his hatred soaring to the heavens as he enunciated each word with chilling clarity.
"Shen Anyu… even if you are a Land Immortal, I, Zhang Zhiyun, can still kill you!"
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