863 The Martial Saint Made His Move!

Anyone who went against the higher-ups would surely die!

However, if the Martial Saint was sent, the Guardian might not appear! After all, he had not appeared for many years!

Hearing Gu Zizhen's words, Gu Xinghe said anxiously, "Dad, why take such a big risk to kill Qin Yu? I can kill him!"

Gu Zizhen glanced at him and said, "This is an order from the higher-ups. I can't disobey it."

Gu Xinghe gritted his teeth. Although he was reluctant, there was nothing he could do.

"It's his honor to die in the hands of the Martial Saint," Gu Xinghe said coldly.

Gu Zizhen did not say anything else. He looked at the person beside him and said, "Go and summon Zhai Xing to see me."

"Alright," the person next to him bowed immediately.

About half an hour later.

A man with short white hair walked in.

This person looked very energetic, but he was already a hundred years old!

"Uncle Zhai Xin," Gu Xinghe quickly greeted him upon seeing him.

The man called Zhai Xing nodded slightly and then looked at Gu Zizhen.

Gu Zizhen said in a deep voice, "Zhai Xing, you and I have been brothers for many years. I'm afraid we need your help this time."

Then, Gu Zizhen told Zhai Xing what had happened.

After hearing it, a hint of hesitation flashed across Zhai Xing's face.

"I know this is too risky for you, but I can't think of anyone else except you," Gu Zizhen sighed and said.

Zhai Xing was silent for a moment and then said coldly, "You have done me a favor. This time, take it as me returning your favor."

Gu Zizhen patted Zhai Xing's shoulder and said, "When you come back, you will have half of this second mystic realm."

Zhai Xing did not say anything else. He turned around and walked out.

...

The Jingdu Martial Arts Association was now in ruins.

But as the highest-ranking organization in the martial arts world, they did not lack money at all.

Soon, they began to rebuild the Jingdu Martial Arts Association.

During the season of heavy snow, countless people were still moving bricks.

Xia Hang stood in the ruins and was smoking heavily.

He had never thought that Qin Yu would be so crazy.

Not only did he kill all the purple-robed men in one move, but he also smashed the Jingdu Martial Arts Association.

To them, this was absolutely a great humiliation. This move would definitely anger the higher-ups.

"Sigh," Xia Hang let out a long sigh.

At this moment, he did not know whether his choice was right or wrong.

Right at this moment, Xia hang suddenly felt a wave of palpitations!

His expression suddenly changed. These palpitations were as terrifying as being targeted by a fierce tiger!

Xia Hang quickly turned his head and saw a white-haired man slowly walking over.

Even if he did not know this person, Xia Hang could feel that he was extraordinary!

"You are..." Xia Hang could not help but lower his head and asked tentatively.

"Zhai Xing," the other party only said two words coldly.

Hearing these two words, Xia Hang's entire body suddenly shivered!

"You are Lord Zhai Xing?!" Xia Hang's face instantly turned pale!

Although he had never seen Zhai Xing before, everyone knew of Zhai Xing's great name!

"Greetings, Lord Zhai Xing!" Xia Hang quickly knelt on both knees very respectfully.

Zhai Xing glanced at him and said coldly, "You are the president of Jingdu Martial Arts Association? A peak-stage Martial Marquis?"

Xia Hang said with a trembling voice, "Lord Zhai Xing, I was recognized by the higher-ups and was lucky enough to take up this position."

"It's indeed getting worse with each generation," Zhai Xing said indifferently.

Xia Hang did not dare to say anything much. He slowly raised his head and asked with a trembling voice, "Master Zhai Xing, why did you suddenly appear?"

Zhai Xing glanced at him and did not say anything. He walked straight past Xia Hang.

Xia Hang instantly felt that something was wrong!

Something had just happened to the Jingdu Martial Arts Association and Zhai Xing had come!

This was obviously aimed at Qin Yu!

"No, I have to think of a way to inform Qin Yu!" Xia Hang said to himself in fear.

However, at this time, Zhai Xing turned around and glanced at Xia Hang.

"From now on, no one is allowed to leave this place, no one is allowed to use communication tools," Zhai Xing said coldly.

The appearance of a Martial Saint had violated the agreement, so Zhai Xing naturally did not want too many people to know about this.

As he spoke, Zhai Xing snapped his finger, and a ray of light burst out.

This ray of light outlined the Jingdu Martial Arts Association, and no one was able to step out even half a step.

Then, Zhai Xing waved his hand slightly, and everyone's phones exploded!

When Xia Hang saw this, his face instantly turned ashen!

He was unable to inform Qin Yu at all!

"D*mn it..." Xia Hang muttered in his heart, his face was deathly pale.

He did not believe that Qin Yu could fight a Martial Saint!

No matter how talented a person was, he couldn't cross this gap!

Zhai Xing did not say anything else. He turned around and walked out of this place.

...

At this moment, Qin Yu knew nothing about it.

He also did not expect the higher-ups to go against the agreement of the Guardian and send out a Martial Saint to kill him!

Now, they were reminiscing about the past in the Pavilion Master's building and did not know that danger was approaching.

Looking at Yan Ruoxue lying in the medicinal bath, Old Mister Yan's face was filled with grief and anger.

"I did not expect my granddaughter to go through such torture..." Old Mister Yan's eyes were filled with muddy tears.

Qin Yu could only comfort him, "Old Mister Yan, Ruoxue is fine. I will think of a way as soon as possible."

Old Mister Yan wiped away his tears. He suppressed the anger in his heart and waved his hand, "I lost my head for a moment."

"Old Mister Yan, don't think too much," the Pavilion Master also comforted him.

The three of them sat at the tea table and started chatting.

From their conversation, they learned that Old Mister Yan had been abroad all this while.

With Yan Sihai's suppression, it was difficult for him to make any progress in the country. No one was willing to do business with them.

Therefore, Old Mister Yan started his business overseas.

After a year of hard work, Old Mister Yan finally had new resources.

"Old Mister Yan, what kind of bloodline does Yan Ruoxue have? Why did she attract so many people to fight over her?" Qin Yu asked with doubt.

Hearing this, Old Mister Yan couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm afraid I have to start telling from many years ago," Old Mister Yan muttered in a low voice as if he was reminiscing.

"Old Mister Yan, if I'm not wrong, the bloodline in Ruoxue's body is probably related to the Yan family's mystic realm," said the Pavilion Master by the side.

Old Mister Yan didn't hide it. He nodded slightly and said, "That's right."

"The mystic realm of the Yan family? Isn't the Yan family a commercial empire? It actually has a mystic realm?" Qin Yu was dumbfounded.

Old Mister Yan said in a deep voice, "It is a rumor. I also only heard about it.

"And the person who told me all of this is your father," Old Mister Yan said in a deep voice.

"My father?" Qin Yu's eyes instantly widened.

Old Mister Yan was about to speak when Qin Yu suddenly felt an incomparably powerful force approaching the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.