Chapter 1076: The Kill Without Mercy Order

Gu Jin sat in the audience, clearly noticing the Yin Yue Sect disciples going easy.

The more she watched, the more bored she became, and she soon grew drowsy.

An Mingji glanced sideways, noticing her arm propped on the table, hand supporting her chin, unsteady from sleepiness.

Watching for a while, when her chin nearly slipped for the seventh time, he reached out and half-embraced her.

To prevent others from peeking at her face, he adjusted the coat draped over her, concealing her beautiful visage.

Smelling the familiar scent, Gu Jin relaxed her body, leaning into the young man’s embrace.

She half-closed her eyes, lazily watching the perfunctory martial contest on the stage.

An Mingji lowered his head, Gu Jin’s languid demeanor fully in view, a soft smile curved his lips.

This good mood was soon disrupted.

Allen, who had quietly left before, returned to his usual spot.

He bent slightly, whispering a few words in An Mingji’s ear.

"Family Head... danger, surrounded... Short Country people..."

Gu Jin, too drowsy to gather her spiritual power, only caught these words from Allen.

She lifted her head from An Mingji’s chest, looking at the pair of master and servant in confusion.

"What’s happened?"

The hidden danger in An Mingji’s eyes flashed briefly.

He pulled Gu Jin back into his arms, a strand of black hair from her shoulder slipping into his hand.

An Mingji gently rubbed the strand of Gu Jin’s hair, his voice soft and calm: "The Yin Yue Sect is stalling for time, the Hidden Market is already surrounded by them, and among them are puppets crafted by the Short Country people, specifically targeting the Xuanji Sect.

Yin Honglin has given them a kill order, no survivors from Xuanji Sect today."

Gu Jin’s body paused slightly, her brows furrowing: "Roughly how many people?"

"Over a hundred, half cultivators from Hua Country and half from the Short Country."

"Ha!" Gu Jin let out a cold laugh.

She looked past the martial stage, towards Yin Honglin seated in the high seat.

This old thing did have plans arranged.

Since the disheartened performance of the Yin Yue Sect disciples, she knew there had to be a backup plan.

But how did the Hidden Market get entangled with the Short Country people?

These Short Country folks are truly pervasive, hailing from a tiny place, yet always dreaming of challenging the lion.

The people surrounding the Hidden Market must have extraordinary cultivation because one doesn’t issue a kill order and expect those with low cultivation to carry it out.

It’s not arrogance, but given her cultivation alongside An Mingji and Yu Shuo, and with the treasures of the space, getting their lives would be as hard as ascending to the heavens.

And those puppets crafted by the Short Country are quite troublesome.

If Xuanji Sect wants to retreat unscathed, Gu Jin has quite the confidence.

She looked back at the nearly hundred cultivators behind her, their expressions varied; she had no relation to them, saving them didn’t matter.

She simply didn’t like this feeling of being schemed against everywhere, escaping to save one’s life is human nature.

But doing so tinged with certain ulterior motives.

Like fleeing...

If word got around that Xuanji Sect ran with their tails tucked between their legs at the Cultivator’s Conference.

At that time, wouldn’t the reputation of the Xuanji Sect suffer, and wouldn’t her disciples be disdained by others?

Gu Jin’s gaze dimmed slightly, thinking of the various elixirs limited to the space, some life-saving magic treasures, and the abundant and rich spiritual energy ready for use at any time.

She was unwilling to leave the Hidden Market just like that, these people targeting her, targeting Xuanji Sect, if she didn’t make them pay some price, it would be too aggrieving!

Gu Jin played with the young man’s fair and flawless fingers in her hands, softly asking, "What are your plans?"