Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

Her face was filled with reluctance as she looked at her hands. "Although it was just fleeting power, in that moment, I felt as if I could control heaven and earth!"

"Do you have any more of that pill?" Mu Yu asked, her face full of anticipation.

If she had a few more pills like that, she was confident she could go and kill Ouyang Hong right now.

Zhao Dong gave a bitter smile. "There are no more. That pill requires extremely precious ingredients to concoct, and I only had that one to save my life."

Hearing this, Mu Yu shook her head helplessly.

She knew Zhao Dong wasn't lying. If he really had more, he would have given her one to save Xu Yafei much earlier. Why would he have waited until now?

Even so, as Mu Yu looked at Zhao Dong again, her beautiful eyes held a newfound admiration.

He actually managed to concoct such a terrifying pill. What Qing Yu said before must be true. I never expected him to really be a three-star Alchemist. No, wait! Even I'm not confident I could concoct a pill like that. That means this young man's skill in Alchemy must be greater than mine! Zhao Dong... the future of the Blood Sect is in your hands!

Regaining her composure, Mu Yu led Zhao Dong and Qing Yu back down the mountain.

「At the foot of the mountain.」

Zhao Dong said worriedly, "Master, you killed two elders. The Blood Sect probably won't let this go. Why don't you come with us?"

"Yes, Master!" Qing Yu added, equally concerned. "That bastard Ouyang Hong already has it out for you. Now that you've killed two elders, they definitely won't let you off if you go back!"

"It's fine," Mu Yu said with a wave of her hand. "The fight just now probably didn't draw their attention."

"They won't know I was the one who killed those two for a while. Besides, they wouldn't believe I have the strength to kill two elders anyway."

Hearing this, Zhao Dong and Qing Yu remained worried but said nothing more. Mu Yu was right. Even if Ouyang Hong suspected her, with her known strength, how could she have possibly killed two elders without anyone being the wiser? Moreover, Mu Yu was not without her own influence within the Blood Sect. She surely had a way to handle this.

For Mu Yu, everything she did was for the Blood Sect. Therefore, even if it meant death, she could never simply abandon it.

Mu Yu grasped Qing Yu's hand, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes. Then, she looked at Zhao Dong and said earnestly, "Zhao Dong, remember, you only have ten days."

"The Blood Sect's grand competition was scheduled for three days from now, but because of the commotion you caused, the council of elders has decided to postpone it for ten days."

"Master, are you saying you want me to participate in the competition?" Zhao Dong asked, puzzled.

Mu Yu nodded. "That's right. On the day of the competition, everyone in the Blood Sect will be there. If you can defeat Ouyang Hong in front of everyone, with my support, you will absolutely be able to rescue Xu Yafei."

"Ten days! I hope you can give me a surprise!" Mu Yu patted Zhao Dong's shoulder firmly.

She was taking a gamble—a huge one.

Advancing a minor realm within ten days, on top of gaining the power to defeat Ouyang Hong... For an ordinary person, this was a complete fantasy.

But for some reason, when it came to Zhao Dong, Mu Yu felt an inexplicable sense of anticipation.

Zhao Dong's eyes were resolute as he nodded vigorously. "Don't worry, Master! For Yafei, and for the kindness you've shown me, I will personally take Ouyang Hong's head in ten days!"

"Good. I believe in you! You can do it!" Mu Yu waved her hand, signaling for them to leave.

Their eyes reddened as they bowed deeply to Mu Yu, departing with heavy hearts.

...

「In the taxi.」

The driver's gaze kept darting to the rearview mirror, his expression complex.

Zhao Dong naturally noticed the driver's glances, but he wasn't surprised. He and Qing Yu were dressed in old-fashioned disciple robes. From the earlier fight, their clothes were tattered and covered in dust. At first glance, they looked exactly like a pair of swindlers.

「One hour later.」

The taxi arrived outside a mall in the city center.

Zhao Dong and Qing Yu got out, and the driver immediately opened his door and followed them.

"Relax, we aren't bad people," Zhao Dong said awkwardly. As he spoke, he reached into his pocket for his phone.

But the next moment, Zhao Dong froze.

"Damn it! I left my phone back at the Blood Sect!" He turned to Qing Yu, embarrassed. "Qing Yu, do you have your phone?"

"Let me check!" Qing Yu quickly rummaged through her pockets.

But the next moment, she too froze.

"Hey! What's the meaning of this? Trying to skip the fare?"

Seeing their expressions, the driver grew furious. He stepped forward to block Zhao Dong and began to shout.

"Son of a bitch! I knew you two looked like a couple of grifters, and you really decided to pull this stunt on me? If I hadn't followed you out, you were planning to just run off, weren't you?"

"Let me tell you, this is a society governed by law! If you don't pay me for this ride today, neither of you is going anywhere!"

The driver's extremely hostile tone immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers.

Zhao Dong was irritated by the driver's attitude, but ultimately, they were the ones who couldn't pay. With an embarrassed expression, he pulled the equally ashamed Qing Yu behind him and pleaded, "Sir, we really aren't bad people. We never planned to skip the fare. We left in such a hurry that we forgot our money and phones. How about you give us an account number? I promise I'll pay you back later."

"In fact, how about I pay you ten times the amount?"

"Heh, ten times? Do you take me for a three-year-old? You expect me to fall for that nonsense?" The driver refused to back down, pointing at the meter. "Forget ten times or eight times. The meter says one hundred thirty-two yuan and fifty-three cents. That's all I want!"

"What is with this driver!" Qing Yu fumed, stepping forward to argue.

Zhao Dong immediately pulled her back. "Don't act rashly. We're the ones without money; we can't blame him."

"But he can't just slander us like that!" Qing Yu was so angry she stomped her foot.

By now, the surrounding onlookers had figured out what was happening and began to jeer.

"Heh, kids these days are living worse than pigs and dogs! They're not bad-looking, so why do they want to be swindlers?"

"Right? They're dressed weird, but the guy is handsome and the girl is gorgeous. How could they do something so shameless?"

"You can't judge a book by its cover. Look at their bizarre clothes—they're torn and dusty, and there's blood on their backs. I bet they're from some evil cult."

"Could be! My second uncle's kid was tricked by a cult last year. They said they not only self-mutilate but also hold orgies!"

"Holy shit! That intense? This girl is so pretty... I can't imagine what a slut she must look like, lying in the arms of a dozen men!"

The crowd's comments grew more and more outrageous.

Qing Yu was so furious it looked like smoke was about to pour from her nostrils. She couldn't hold back any longer...