"No..."

Qin Lie shrieked in terror.

Murong Xiangming’s sword was drawing closer and closer.

It was as if the Death God was beckoning to him.

His heart went cold.

SCHLICK...

One strike. Murong Xiangming’s sword sliced straight through Qin Lie’s neck.

A head tumbled from Qin Lie’s neck and went rolling across the floor.

A torrent of fresh blood spurted out.

Qin Lie’s head rolled some distance away. Even in death, his face was etched with disbelief that he had been killed by the very woman he was about to marry.

His eyes were wide open.

"..."

In an instant, the entire area fell into a deathly silence.

Qin Lie had actually been beheaded by Murong Xiangming in a single strike.

Murong Xiangming had stormed the Alchemy Master Guild and killed Qin Lie with her own hands, taking her revenge.

No one could believe that what they were seeing was real.

Many people felt as if they were trapped in a dream.

"This..."

"Qin Lie is dead..."

"Eldest Young Master Qin was actually killed by Murong Xiangming."

One of the guards looked down at Qin Lie’s head, at his eyes that would not close in death, and felt a shudder run through his entire body.

What an unwilling gaze.

Perhaps he couldn’t comprehend why he had to die.

Everyone stared at Qin Lie’s severed head.

THUD!

With a dull thud, Qin Lie’s headless body slowly collapsed.

That sound was the spark that ignited the entire Alchemy Master Guild.

Countless people cried out in alarm.

"Damn it! Kill that woman!"

"Quick, where’s the President? Qin Lie is dead!"

Someone hurried off to find Master Qin. After all, his son was dead, and it seemed Master Qin himself was still unaware.

Meanwhile, outside the gates of the Alchemy Master Guild, a large crowd had gathered, drawn by the commotion.

Seeing the battle raging inside, they were all frightened and kept their distance.

In a corner of the crowd, a lone figure stood watching.

His face was filled with shock.

It was as if he couldn’t believe the scene before him.

’This is the Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations. How is that possible? How does she know the Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations?’

That’s right, it was Jiang Chen. He had followed the people from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion here.

He had witnessed Murong Xiangming use the Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations, transforming into a blood butterfly to slaughter her way into the Alchemy Master Guild.

He wasn’t concerned with the life or death of the people in the Alchemy Master Guild. Instead, he was staring in astonishment at Murong Xiangming’s execution of the Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations.

’The Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations... my Orchid Fairy created this eighteen-move technique herself after observing the butterflies in Butterfly Valley.’

’I never saw her pass this Cultivation Technique on to anyone else.’

’So how does Murong Xiangming know the Orchid Fairy’s Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations?’

Jiang Chen knew with absolute certainty that the Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations had been created solely by the woman he loved most in his past life, the Orchid Fairy.

He never imagined that a thousand years later, he would see it used by Murong Xiangming.

He was stunned, his mouth agape.

He simply couldn’t figure it out.

He would never believe that the Orchid Fairy had somehow passed it on to Murong Xiangming.

The probability was just too low.

But Murong Xiangming’s execution of the Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations was identical to the Orchid Fairy’s.

That made the situation rather strange.

’Who is she, really?’

Beyond her identity as the young mistress of the Treasure Elephant Pavilion, Jiang Chen was now becoming suspicious of Murong Xiangming’s true origins.

He fell into deep thought.

He had no desire to get involved in the battle at the Alchemy Master Guild, no matter how it unfolded.

Qin Lie’s death was even less significant to him.

He only wanted to understand one thing: how Murong Xiangming knew the Orchid Fairy’s Blood Butterfly Eighteen Transformations.

’Who is she, really?’

’Who could she be?’

’Murong Xiangming... Murong...’

Thinking of the surname Murong, Jiang Chen was suddenly reminded of someone.

The Pavilion Master of the Treasure Elephant Pavilion. Not the Pavilion Master of the Hanwu City branch, but the founder of the Treasure Elephant Pavilion itself.

A thousand years ago, the founder of the Treasure Elephant Pavilion was already a highly renowned and famous figure.

While he couldn’t compare to the Jiang Chen of that era, he was still a major power in his own right.

And the founder of the Treasure Elephant Pavilion was named Murong Cangliang.

He shared the same surname as Murong Xiangming.

’Could it be... is Murong Xiangming a member of the Murong Clan?’

’But how could someone from the Murong Clan appear in a remote place like Hanwu City?’

’In fact, members of the Murong Clan shouldn’t even be in the Lower Realm at all.’

Speaking of the Lower Realm, the place where Jiang Chen currently was, was indeed the Lower Realm, also known as the Human Realm.

Above the Human Realm were the Seven Realms, which included the Immortal Fate Realm. And above the Seven Realms were the Nine Desolates.

Jiang Chen wracked his brain.

But no matter how hard he thought, he couldn’t make sense of it all.

If he were to ask Murong Xiangming, however, he was afraid his own identity would be exposed.

Having been reborn a thousand years later, Jiang Chen had to be cautious.

A thousand years ago, countless people had wanted to kill him; his enemies were as numerous as the hairs on an ox.

But the Jiang Chen of that time was simply too powerful, an invincible existence. No one could threaten him.

So even though he had so many enemies, they could only remain silent.

If he hadn’t been blown to death by that strange Pill Furnace he’d picked up in Taixu, he would still be that lofty, invincible existence today.

Unfortunately, now he was just a mere Samurai.

In front of the old Jiang Chen, it wouldn’t matter how many Martial Cultivators of this Cultivation level came at him; he could kill them all with a single breath.

Therefore, if his identity were exposed now, he feared he would face an endless series of pursuits and assassinations.

’This woman’s identity is truly not simple.’

Jiang Chen looked again at that blood-red figure, feeling that she was more unfathomable than ever.

The slaughter inside had become completely one-sided.

With two great experts from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion taking action, supported by a large group of master Martial Artists, they had instantly cut their way into the Alchemy Master Guild.

Rivers of blood flowed.

Jiang Chen remained unmoved. In his judgment, the Alchemy Master Guild couldn’t possibly be this weak.

Because Master Qin had not yet appeared.

Busy with the wedding preparations, Master Qin had decided to take a rare few days off to rest and prepare for his son’s wedding in three days.

But the news that came next left him utterly stunned.

He stared furiously at the guard reporting to him.

He roared, "What did you say? What did you just say?"

The guard, seeing the President looking like an enraged Fierce Beast, was terrified.

He stammered, "It’s true! The people from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion have invaded! Murong Xiangming and Master Tian Mu have already killed many of our people."

"And... and Young Master Qin Lie... he’s been killed."

BOOM!

Master Qin still felt as if he had misheard.

’My son... was killed. He was killed.’

The news was too shocking.

He couldn’t believe it.

He grabbed the guard and lifted him into the air.

He snarled, "You bastard! What nonsense are you spouting?"

"My son is supposed to marry Murong Xiangming from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion in three days! Why would they attack us?"

He knew his son had used the Heart-Tugging Powder on Murong Xiangming; there was no way anything could have gone wrong.

There was absolutely no antidote for it in all of Hanwu City.

Therefore, it was impossible for the Treasure Elephant Pavilion and Murong Xiangming to have attacked.

"President, they’ve been fighting for half the day!"

The guard was on the verge of tears. The President actually didn’t believe him.

Only then did a tremor run through Master Qin’s body.

It seemed he was starting to realize that it had truly happened.

"Bastards."

Master Qin threw the guard to the ground and rushed outside with hurried steps.