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"Chen, Chen Yi?"

"Are you, are you Chen Yi!?"

Two Disciples from the Martial Arts Hall, both looked surprised beyond measure.

Knowing that the external disciple from Sword Edge Mountain did not succeed, they knew Chen Yi was not dead.

But just before, Fang Wentai said he saw him ingest poison.

"How could you?"

"If what you're asking about is that poison," Chen Yi flicked his finger on the sword hilt, revealing a burst of Sword Qi, smilingly said: "I think I should be fine."

Having spent a few months at Grand Void Sect, Chen Yi had gained quite an understanding of the situation here.

He knew that disciples able to enter the Martial Arts Hall must at least reach the Eighth Grade Nayuan Realm.

Including assessments in martial arts techniques and strategic methods as well.

It could be said, these two disciples from the Martial Arts Hall, not only possessed strength comparable to their peers, but also above-average in intellect and wisdom.

And such disciples who had joined Grand Void Sect years before him, presumably their initial target wasn't him.

Duke Jingye, Zhou Tiance?

If it was him, such advanced preparations, perhaps he was plotting something else?

Having this thought, Chen Yi revealed a slight smile and continued, "However, whether you two will be fine, that's hard to say."

The two Martial Arts Hall disciples glanced at each other, and instantly stepped forward, attacking him in unison.

"Daring to come alone, what does it matter if it's Small Success Realm in Sword Dao!"

"Kill!"

Chen Yi was not surprised by their attack.

Just one Seventh Grade Origin Transformation Realm and one Sixth Grade Returning Origin Realm...

"Not even close!"

Chen Yi's lips curled up, his fingers slightly moved, and the Spring Rain Sword ejected a section of its blade.

Following that, a vast ocean-like Sword Intent spread out, filling the air with a thick scent of blood.

Even in the dark forest blanketed by shadows, a crimson hue was emitted.

In a blink of an eye, the solid-like Sword Intent shot out in a fan shape, passing between the two Martial Arts Hall Disciples.

Causing their attacking bodies to suddenly stiffen, even their postures still mantaining the momentum of charge.

For a moment, the murderous intent on their faces turned into horror, as they tremblingly looked towards that somewhat thin figure.

"Why, why can't I move…"

"You, Chen Yi, you... it's impossible!"

The Sixth Grade Returning Origin Realm Martial Arts Hall disciple, having seen more, besides fear and horror, was filled with disbelief.

Sword Intent...

Chen Yi, the illegitimate son of Duke Wuan, just joined Grand Void Sect less than three months ago, and he mastered Sword Intent?

How could there be such a terrifying person with Sword Dao Talent in the world?!

"There is nothing impossible, it's just that all along, you've been underestimating me!"

Chen Yi, holding the Spring Rain Sword, walked towards them with an unchanged smile.

However, his smile, to those two disciples from Martial Arts Hall, seemed like that of a demon.

A murderous intent filled with compelling deathly aura, making them shiver not from cold.

However, no matter how they struggled, they were captivated by the previously unleashed Sword Intent, and the immense fear in their hearts nailed their bodies firmly in place.

They could only watch that figure gradually approaching.

"I have a few questions to ask you, wonder which one of you would be kind enough to answer me?"

Chen Yi arrived in front of them, his head only reaching their jawline, yet his demeanor was extremely casual.

"You, do not even think about it!" the Seventh Grade Origin Transformation Realm Martial Arts Hall disciple, watching him fearfully, yet refused by gritting his teeth.

Chen Yi glanced at him, then turned his head towards the other Sixth Grade Returning Origin Realm disciple and smilingly asked,

"How about you? If you're also unwilling to answer, then I can only say I'm sorry."

Who knew, that Sixth Grade Realm Martial Arts Hall disciple struggled for a moment, violently bit his lip, blood spilling out.

"I, speak!"

"You?"

Another disciple of the Martial Arts Hall struggled to turn his head and asked, "You, how dare you... uh..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a pain in his chest, his voice suddenly stopped, and he incredulously lowered his head.

He saw a short sword, the length of a forearm, plunged into his heart.

"Why..."

Chen Yi looked at the Sixth Grade Origin Transformation Realm disciple of the Martial Arts Hall with slight surprise.

Not only because he managed to break free from his Sword Intent Captivation in such a short time but also because he decisively killed a "comrade."

He hadn't held much hope when he asked this question.

Most of those who came to assassinate him were likely Death Soldiers.

He was well aware of how difficult it was to make such people speak.

"Forgive me, Young Marquis."

The Sixth Grade Origin Transformation Realm disciple of the Martial Arts Hall, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, managed to force a smile and said, "Sun Zhengqiu is willing to follow all your commands."

He wasn't answering the question, but pledging allegiance.

Not a mistake, but truly what he intended.

Sun Zhengqiu bit his lip, suppressing the fear in his heart, his mind filled with the words "Chen Yi, four years old, Sword Intent."

Having been in the Grand Void Sect for many years, he knew full well how terrifying a person who mastered Sword Intent at the age of four could be.

Not only the terrifying Sword Dao he was displaying now, but also his potential future achievements.

It could even be said—if such a person does not fall midway, he will surely reach the pinnacle of Martial Arts.

Therefore, within a short time, Sun Zhengqiu made such a decision.

If successful, he would not only survive but also follow a Sword Cultivator with terrifying potential.

If not successful...

Then death would be his outcome!

Death, for people like him, was not a terrible thing!

"This is unexpected, haha."

Chen Yi laughed, examining this Martial Arts Hall disciple named Sun Zhengqiu, and said indifferently:

"I have no use for useless people."

Although he was still unclear about Sun Zhengqiu's identity, if he proved to be useful, he wouldn't mind having an additional subordinate.

Sun Zhengqiu's expression relaxed, and he struggled to kneel down slowly, enduring discomfort, trying hard to position himself properly as he knelt.

"I am useful."

"Everything Young Marquis wishes to know, I can inform."

"And I can also serve as the Young Marquis's eyes, scouting out everything you wish to know."

"Not only about the Grand Void Sect, but even those behind you who harm you, I can assist you with that!"

A smile appeared on Chen Yi's face; such a response was very satisfactory to his requirements.

"Tell me, who sent you to assassinate me?"

"I, I am not clear about the exact identity of that... person, but I know the organization I am part of is called Hidden Dragon."

Hidden Dragon?

Hidden Dragon in the abyss?

Chen Yi muttered silently, why does this name feel like one used by the Royal Family during a rebellion?

Not Zhou Tiance's man?

But apart from him, Chen Yi couldn't think of anyone else who would strike against him.

And if it was him... then this Duke Jingye Zhou Tiance, is much more ambitious than he imagined!

"Anything else?"

"Five days ago, I received a secret letter, instructing me to secretly assassinate you. That's why I bought off the external disciples of Sword Edge Mountain to poison you."

As he spoke, without waiting for Chen Yi to inquire, Sun Zhengqiu continued, "Additionally, I joined the Grand Void Sect five years ago."

"At that time, my mission was to diligently cultivate within the Sect, and only be activated upon descending the mountain, I never expected…"