Chapter 70: Violent
"Jiang Ten! You!"
"Stop! Stop now!"
"How can you lay a hand on Lu Wangji!?"
"She's killing him!"
Lu Wangji stared at the girl swinging her blade at him in disbelief. He couldn't understand what she was thinking. Had the words of Shang Yue and Jie Zilong not been clear enough? Did she still not understand what was truly good for her? Why must she insist on this momentary sense of righteousness? Why must she try to assassinate him?
Just with the strength from your Second Job Change?
Pa!
Jiang Ten slashed out two consecutive Moonring Slashes, breaking the first layer of Lu Wangji's Heartguard Mirror. Lu Wangji sneered inwardly. Not to mention that the Heartguard Mirror had a total of seven layers of barriers—he could instantly replenish them even if they were broken. With her mere Second Job Change and a First-Stage Broken Blade, even if she exhausted all her Spirit Energy, it was impossible to break through his defense!
He was a Third-Stage Messenger, a Left Xiaoqi Guard—who could kill him? Who dared kill him?
To strike without retaliation would be impolite!
Snake-Shaped Tricky Hand: Hundred-Refined Steel Finger!
Although the Hundred-Refined Steel Finger was merely a Fourth-Stage Rare Token, through the secret technique Snake-Shaped Tricky Hand, it could unleash 150% of its power, significantly extending its attack range. Lu Wangji's right hand moved without any buildup, transforming into a venomous snake in an instant, striking toward Jiang Ten's head!
With this move, he would break her Defensive Token and carve a lifelong lesson into her face!
In that moment, Lu Wangji felt immense satisfaction. Even though he had framed Jiang Ten first, the thought that she held the Mansu Woodland Secret Realm meant she would inevitably become an influential force in Great Liang’s future. Meanwhile, he would be forced to withdraw from the Left Xiaoqi Guard, live incognito for the rest of his life, and constantly worry about Jiang Ten’s revenge.
The other noble clans supported him only to prevent the Jie Family or Shang Family from seizing Jiang Ten. If she had no allegiances, they would all spare no effort to recruit her at the highest level.
Even his schemes were merely to secure Jiang Ten's loyalty to the Court.
The talent to conquer Secret Realms would compel every power to curry favor with her.
He had struggled from a minor noble scion to this point, only to become a disposable black glove.
How unjust.
How cruel.
How… infuriating!
A cold glint flashed in Lu Wangji’s eyes. His left hand launched another Snake-Shaped Tricky Hand, targeting the opening in Jiang Ten’s evasion. If she dodged his right hand, his left hand would pierce her throat!
This was a life-or-death clash, and Jiang Ten had attacked first. Even if he accidentally killed her, no one could blame him!
But both hands missed. Jiang Ten evaded his attacks with an unbelievable speed, then unleashed four Moonring Slashes in rapid succession—each one striking directly at his throat.
Two more layers of the Heartguard Mirror shattered. Lu Wangji took a deep breath and instantly restored it back to seven layers. He tried to counterattack, but Jiang Ten was faster, stronger, and more precise in seizing the moment. In just a few breaths, Lu Wangji had been struck more than a dozen times, while he hadn’t even touched her!
"A Rare-Class profession? No, a Marvel-Class profession!" Lu Wangji was so shocked his voice turned hoarse. "Your Second Job Change Vital Energy and Dexterity… how can it be this strong!"
Nothing reveals the gap more clearly than real combat. Lu Wangji considered himself a top-tier within the Third-Stage Messengers, yet he was utterly suppressed by Jiang Ten. He couldn’t even catch sight of her movements. Apart from Jiang Ten’s overwhelming advantage in Vital Energy and Dexterity, there was no other explanation!
This discovery left Lu Wangji both shocked and delighted. Shocked at Jiang Ten's terrifying power, delighted because she was only Second-Stage and only held a First-Stage Broken Blade. If she had a better token, Lu Wangji truly might not be able to withstand her!
A woman this terrifying cannot be allowed to live!
She wouldn’t need even a year. As long as she replenished her tokens, she could kill me!
Murderous intent surged in Lu Wangji’s heart. If it had been optional before, now he had to kill Jiang Ten—otherwise, he would be the one to die!
Jie Zilong and Shang Yue must not be allowed to interfere. He had to find a chance to have the Divine Crossbowmen unleash a barrage. He had the Heartguard Mirror and feared nothing, but Jiang Ten’s Defensive Token wasn’t that strong—it would definitely be pierced by the Divine Crossbow—
"Lu Wangji!"
Jie Zilong’s voice rang out behind him. Damn it, they were about to rush in and stop the fight. If he missed this opportunity, he’d never get another chance to kill Jiang Ten—
"You’re dying, run now!"
Lu Wangji froze. Suddenly, his throat felt sweet, and he coughed up blood with a retching sound.
His Heartguard Mirror was still intact—Jiang Ten could at most break three layers at once. But his throat had unknowingly suffered countless small cuts. And despite his Vital Energy, they couldn’t heal. Finally, the quantitative changes had led to a qualitative one—his throat had been slashed open.
This was absolute damage that ignored all defenses—Power of Calamity!
"Jiang Ten, stop now!"
"Divine Crossbowmen, fire!"
"Don't let her get close to Lu Wangji!"
Shouts erupted from all directions, everyone trying to stop Jiang Ten. Yet Jiang Ten kept her eyes fixed on Lu Wangji, slashing one blade after another, Moonrings chained together. Even when Jie Zilong stood in front of Lu Wangji, Jiang Ten found a gap and slipped past to continue her assault.
Stop her, stop her now!
Lu Wangji wanted to shout, but he could no longer make a sound. He could only keep retreating, hoping someone else would block Jiang Ten.
How dare she kill me?
How could she kill me?
I am a Third-Stage Messenger, a Left Xiaoqi Guard of Great Liang, I—
Pa.
With the shattering sound of a barrier, Lu Wangji suddenly felt time slow down. Everyone's movements distorted, sounds were drawn out so long he could barely hear them. The only things moving normally were Jiang Ten and her blade. She had broken all seven layers of the Heartguard Mirror. The Moonring she slashed out was pure, bright, and gentle, evoking the image of a breeze brushing across the Lancang River on a moonlit night, leaving behind faint ripples.
Perhaps due to the panic of fleeing, or the lack of oxygen from his ruptured throat, Lu Wangji failed to realize that Jiang Ten could now break through four layers of the barrier with a single strike. She could slash twice in rapid succession, so fast that he had no time to replenish the barrier.
Whizz.
The noise, the screams, the chaotic uproar all rushed into Lu Wangji’s ears. He suddenly felt very light, as if he could see his body flying through the sky.
Or maybe it was his head that was flying.
As his head hit the ground, the camp gradually fell silent, as if someone had grabbed everyone’s throat and stopped them from speaking. Jiang Ten stood before Lu Wangji’s corpse. She turned to the crowd, her whole body soaked in blood, face expressionless.
"I killed him." That was her first sentence.
"But the one who killed Luo Weijin—I’ll give you one chance." That was her second sentence.
"You, you, and you."
She pointed at Qun Yushu, Chen Linchuan, and Zhou Ye.
"Tell me—who killed Luo Weijin?"