Chapter 412: An Unjust Death?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lan Wuxin would only have the luxury to think about the entire incident much later. "What’s going on? Why did they just fight? Have they gotten into a disagreement? Does it have to become like this? Why have they drawn their blades? What – what’s going on?"
"They can’t be fighting! At least, not here!"
With a loud screech, like two swords that had collided, a low grunt came from someone’s chest. A spray of blood then sliced through the sword light and spurted towards the sky.
A silhouette retreated with a stagger and twirl; each turn he made added a circle of blood around him.
To everyone’s horror, the person’s body was littered with over a hundred wounds. Each wound was still spraying blood in copious amounts.
When the person finally regained his footing, his face was already pale as snow; his hand quivered as it sought to retrieve healing medicine for his injuries. Suddenly, a ray of sword light shot out from the area where the intense fight was taking place. An arrow of blood shot out from the person’s forehead; it was mixed with white, hot, brain mush that was steaming as it landed on the frozen ground. The sight was absolutely ghastly and frightening.
The person’s actions came to a sudden stop. His eyes were unfocused. He fell on his back as life escaped him.
In the circular sword light, the other three people who were still battling let out a growl – their voices were filled with anguish.
In spite of this, no one could rush out of it as the sword light formed a complete curtain of radiance, like a prison that kept them captive within.
It was only a while later when a pained cry resounded from within the cage. Blood shot out from the throat of yet another Four Seasons Tower’s man as he fell out with a stagger, landing on the ground like a sack of potatoes. His body twitched once before all signs of life dissipated.
It was obvious that the only way out of the curtain of light was to have death precede you.
A stern, agonized voice screamed from within, "Jun Moyan, do you intend to incur the wrath of the Four Seasons Tower?"
The tone was threatening, but anyone could hear the shudder and intent to beg for mercy within it.
This was the Unrivaled Swordsman’s ability. Only by experiencing it personally did they know that the pinnacle of swordsmanship was out of reach; it was not something conquerable just by fantasizing and misplaced confidence. However, the price of this realization was too great!
They would pay the price with their lives.
Jun Moyan’s voice was cold and jagged with ice, "If Mr. Nian would flirt with death by coming after me just because I killed you idiots, then let him come."
This was confidence – the confidence of the Unrivaled Swordsman!
When Ling Xiaozui and the Four Seasons Tower had gone head to head for years back in the day, Mr. Nian had the same ability as the former, but he had waited until the end to personally confront him. This was the caution practiced among peer formidable forces; if there was no such necessity, they would not risk their lives. It was so with Ling Xiaozui and Jun Moyan!
If Mr. Nian came to Jun Moyan just to avenge the death of these people, it would only be in jest.
"We share no resentment and grudges, why must you kill us?" The shout was tinged with a cry of pain.
"The reputation and status in the martial world are earned this way. Did you think that the title of Unrivaled Swordsman came from my boasts alone?" Jun Moyan’s words were unhurried but it was not spoken to those whom he was slaughtering; they were directed to the Empire of Ziyou’s officials who were present.
"A person should have his dignity and mannerisms while roaming the martial world. If someone has affronted your dignity, he should be killed! This is the hard and fast rule of the martial world!"
"I, Jun Moyan, am the Unrivaled Swordsman – despite hating this title that has been given to me, I shall guard it as long remains on my head!"
"It isn't an easy feat to kill anyone and everyone until no one dares blow their horn right in front of me!"
When Jun Moyan’s voice drifted to Lan Wuxin and group, everyone shivered unwillingly.
"Even when I have to hold my temper now due to various reasons, I would have to vent it anyway – maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow." Jun Moyan’s tone was tinged with a cold smirk that regarded life as insignificant as if no one could face his sword and live.
"If I don’t act out my frustrations, how can I gain clarity within myself? And when I set my mind on killing someone, no one in this whole world can escape my grasp."
"Did you know that the reason all four of you will die today is not only because you harbored killing intent towards me, but also because you’re all impolite. Remember that in your next life; whatever you do, make sure you put up a complete façade and never offend the people you can’t afford to offend. Otherwise, it will cost you your life."
"I don’t like people who have murderous intent towards me and don’t know how to back down. My sword doesn’t like it either."
"By the time you regret something, it will be too late, be it your occupation, your actions, anything."
Jun Moyan howled towards the sky, "It’s all the same!"
Two rays of sword light shot out at lightning speed while two heads flew apart, followed by the spurt of blood.
Jun Moyan had killed the four leading experts of the Four Seasons Tower in less time than it took to burn an incense stick. No one was spared!
As for Jun Moyan himself, he had done it while giving advice about going through life as a person.
People who were familiar with Jun Moyan would realize that Jun Moyan had never spoken so much in a single go in this life and he had also never killed someone just for something as small as having a murderous intention; he, too, had never educated people like this.
After all, he had been the Unrivaled Swordsman for too many years. If he were to lift his sword for a kill every time someone coveted his title or bore any animosity, the Unrivaled Swordsman would have long been the Unrivaled Killer instead!
In spite of this, Lan Wuxin and companions were pale. All of them felt like they were standing naked on the peak of a snow mountain as the piercing and a chilling wind had frozen them to icicles. It wasn't only their bodies and minds, even their souls felt chilled!
As politicians, they could play around with the people’s hearts to achieve their motives as much as they could. They could also make some venerable experts of the martial world their pawns and listen to them in order to create benefit for their personal gains.
When all these were completed, though, could a politician’s tactics really defend against the backlash of these forces?
Once it went overboard, how could a mere politician’s trick manage to stave off calamity? Especially when there were certain forces that were incomparable and invincible!
There was nothing they could have done, other than wait for their own deaths.
Four corpses lay dead on the ground. Only a while ago, they could still dictate the situation, but now, even an ant could easily take them!
How appalling!
"Man, life and death simple yet so complex!"
Jun Moyan was still in his white gown that was more pristine than snow. Despite taking four lives in a row, there was not a speck of blood on him. Looking at the dead bodies, he said faintly, "Great Chancellor Lan, do you know why these people dared to cast their killing intent on me? It was because they were so very confident, and had the strength to back up that confidence too."
"To go where they are now, the first decisive condition is to possess the innate gift of eight awakened chakras. They also need a decent comprehension capacity and the lessons of a great teacher. At the same time, they need to be hardworking and be prepared to train arduously. It's a requisite to experience countless years of hellish drills."
"Then, they need sufficient luck and the favor of lucky stars. Only then can they obtain abundant treasured gems while seeking countless chances of flirting with death…"
Jun Moyan said indifferently, "None of these conditions can be skipped. Only when they accomplished so many harsh conditions, they can live up to now and become the otherworldly expert of their pinnacles in the eyes of ordinary people! Therefore, they had a very solid foundation as well as good luck. It’s too bad that they’ve used up their luck today. When they have offended someone they shouldn’t, they would consider their good luck emptied out."
Lan Wuxin’s back was already drenched in sweat because he was distinctly aware of Jun Moyan’s rage and murderous intent.
At that very moment, such savage emotions were focused on him as well!
"So I hope that…" Jun Moyan smirked coldly. "In the future… whatever you do, be careful. Careful words and actions will be the basis for guaranteeing a safe life. Otherwise, if you accidentally affront someone you can’t afford to and die just like that – Chancellor Lan, say, isn’t such a death a terrible waste?"