Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

Zhao Dong had truly wanted to endure in silence. But the moment he saw Ouyang Hong about to defile Xu Yafei, he could no longer care about the consequences.

I have to kill Ouyang Hong and save Xu Yafei! That was the only thought in his mind. Regardless of whether he had the strength, he could not just stand by and watch her suffer.

"Hahahaha... Good lad!" Ouyang Hong threw his head back and laughed. "Since you've made your choice, this old man will send you to your grave as a lovesick ghost today!"

With that, Ouyang Hong erupted, his Spiritual Energy surging like a rainbow piercing the sun. He aimed straight for Zhao Dong's head.

The fear of death instantly enveloped his heart. He's unbeatable! That was Zhao Dong's first thought.

Even so, Zhao Dong did not retreat. His gaze remained fixed on Xu Yafei, who lay on the bed. He clenched his teeth. "Yafei! I will get you out of here!"

Zhao Dong threw a punch straight at Ouyang Hong.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot! You overestimate yourself!" Ouyang Hong roared with laughter. He was confident this one punch would be enough to smash Zhao Dong into a bloody pulp.

But just as their fists were about to collide, Zhao Dong stomped his right foot hard on the ground. His body shot into the air, flying right over Ouyang Hong's head! Without a moment's hesitation, he used the momentum to rush toward Xu Yafei, scoop her into his arms, and dash for the rear door of the grand hall.

Ouyang Hong was stunned. He had thought Zhao Dong was going to fight him head-on. Who would have guessed he was just faking it to run away?

In a battle between experts, every fraction of a second is critical. In the brief moment Ouyang Hong was stunned, Zhao Dong had already carried Xu Yafei out of the grand hall.

"You're courting death! You're courting death!" Ouyang Hong roared, his eyes bloodshot with fury, and charged after Zhao Dong.

Zhao Dong was a Cultivator, after all. Although he was no match for Ouyang Hong in a direct confrontation, when he channeled Spiritual Energy into his legs, his speed was not something Ouyang Hong could match in a short amount of time.

Seeing Zhao Dong get farther and farther away, Ouyang Hong's eyes nearly split with rage as he howled in frustration.

「Meanwhile」

Xu Yafei stared at Zhao Dong with a vacant expression. She saw his determined gaze fixed on the path ahead. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and though his body was battered and broken, it gave Xu Yafei an immense sense of security.

This time, Xu Yafei did not resist. She nestled tightly against Zhao Dong's chest, her own expression still numb.

Feeling her press against him, Zhao Dong felt his nose sting with emotion, and his determination to save her grew even stronger.

Just then, the Disciples along the path saw Zhao Dong sprinting by with Xu Yafei in his arms.

"What the hell? Who is that? Why is he running with Elder Ouyang's Disciple?"

"Holy crap! Is that Elder Ouyang chasing him?"

"This is bad! Something's happened! Quick, notify the sect and sound the alarm!"

Soon after, a deep tolling sound began to echo. DONG! DONG! DONG! The sound of the great bell resonated throughout the Blood Sect, as magnificent and imposing as the voice of heaven itself. Stirred by the alarm, everyone joined the siege against Zhao Dong.

Damn it! I'm just one li away! One more li! The sect gate was within sight, but not far ahead, a dozen menacing Disciples had already blocked his path.

"Kid! Put down Xu Yafei immediately!"

"Surrender now, and you might live. If you insist on this path, you will surely die!"

The Disciples shouted their warnings.

Zhao Dong's eyes were blood-red as he converged Spiritual Energy into his right hand. "Block my path, and you die!"

"How dare you!"

"You insolent whelp, courting death!"

The Disciples were stunned that he didn't even pause. They unleashed their ultimate killing moves.

But what met them was a single, divinely swift and decisive strike. The next moment, they all felt as if they were flying. Then, they saw headless bodies standing below them. As their vision spun and their heads fell to the ground, the last thing they ever saw... was their own headless corpses.

SPURT! That single strike, fueled by the burning of his own life force, was the most powerful attack he could muster. After instantly killing the dozen Disciples blocking his path, Zhao Dong violently coughed up a mouthful of blood as excruciating pain seared his mind.

Zhao Dong! Hold on! You have to hold on!

Drenched in blood, he looked like a demon who had clawed his way out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

The Disciples who had just arrived took one look at the scene and were so terrified they collapsed, scrambling backward away from him.

"A demon! He's a demon, not a man!"

"Those senior brothers and sisters were all masters above the fifth level of the Great Grandmaster realm, yet he killed them in an instant?"

"He's invincible! Invincible!"

Everyone was scared out of their wits.

Zhao Dong had already reached the sect gate. He was just one step away from freedom, but a deep sense of foreboding rose in his heart. Something is wrong. Terribly wrong. The Disciples blocking the way weren't weak, but where were the elders? It was just as he had feared.

BOOM!

A pale blue curtain of light shot into the sky, enveloping the entire Blood Sect.

"This is... the Mountain Protection Array!?" Terror flashed in Zhao Dong's eyes.

Before he could react, countless blades of Sword Qi surged toward him. Simultaneously, a thick white fog enveloped both him and Xu Yafei, and he instantly lost his sense of direction.

SQUELCH!

A blade of Sword Qi pierced his chest, sending him flying.

THUMP!

His body slammed heavily onto the ground. He tried to get up with all his might, but it was useless. His severe injuries and the massive drain on his energy had left him utterly strengthless.

Gazing at Xu Yafei, who was staring blankly back at him from a distance, Zhao Dong's heart twisted in agony.

"Heh, to think he'd dare run amok in the Blood Sect. Truly courting death."

"Take him to the Elder Council to await judgment!"

Just then, the white fog dispersed, and the men in black who had previously entered Ouyang Hong's hall walked over.

「The Blood Sect's Main Hall, also known as the Elder Council Hall」

Four men and one woman sat in a circle, their gazes fixed on Zhao Dong and Xu Yafei in the center of the hall.

An old man slammed his hand on the table and shot to his feet. "This boy barged into the Blood Sect, attempted to abduct one of our Disciples, and even murdered many others! I say we execute him immediately as a warning to all!"

"I object!" At that, a woman who appeared to be in her thirties stood up, raising a hand. She wore a long, pale white dress and had an extraordinary bearing, with sharp, sword-like eyebrows and eyes as bright as stars. Her beauty was unparalleled, and she bore a slight resemblance to the Sister Dai from before.

"This man's origins are unknown. We should first ascertain his motives," she declared. Looking at Zhao Dong, she continued, "I am Mu Yu, the Third Elder of the Blood Sect. Who are you, and why did you come to cause trouble here?"

Zhao Dong swallowed several Healing Pills and staggered to his feet. He went to Xu Yafei's side, grasped her hand tightly, and said firmly, "I came to take Yafei away with me."

Hearing this, the elders all frowned. Mu Yu asked in confusion, "The Blood Sect has no rule forbidding relationships between Disciples. If you two love each other, why did you have to act so recklessly?"

Zhao Dong sneered. "Of course we love each other! But your Blood Sect is far too tyrannical!"

Zhao Dong then recounted, detail by detail, how Elder Ouyang had abducted Xu Yafei.

Hearing his account, Mu Yu's expression turned grim. "What on earth is Ouyang Hong doing? As an elder, he is the face of the Blood Sect. How could he commit such an atrocious act as abducting a woman to serve as his cultivation furnace!?"