Chapter 139: Let Me, Su Xuanshun, Take the Blame for the Murder?

Three moves, swift and decisive!

Looking at Xiang Shu's headless body lying in a pool of blood, Tea Jin widened her beautiful eyes, her expression dazed.

"The renowned 'Thunderfire Sword,' Nan Wen Xiang, died just like that..."

Tea Jin murmured to herself.

In the face of Su Yi's god-like power, all the overwhelming authority and impressive background seemed like a joke.

Who wouldn't tremble in fear before such a powerful figure who could kill with a smile and view others as ants?

"This is what happens when you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."

Su Yi dusted off his clothes, stood with his hands behind his back, and coldly looked at Tea Jin. "What do you think?"

"Sir Su, what you did brings no benefits, only harm," Tea Jin sighed deeply. "In your eyes, someone like Nan Wen Xiang, a sword master of this caliber, might not be worth mentioning and can be easily annihilated."

"But don't forget, he had the support of the Second Prince, a significant figure within the imperial family with the highest hopes of ascending the throne. Being his enemy is no different from being an enemy of half of Great Zhou."

As she spoke, her gaze shifted towards Su Yi, but she was stunned to find only indifference in his eyes.

It was a gaze that treated everything as insignificant, a state of mind that must have been attained after killing countless people.

"Stop pretending."

Su Yi suddenly sneered, "You are probably responsible for a large part of this fool's death. If my guess is correct, you didn't come here seeking to recruit me, but to use me to kill him, am I right?"

Tea Jin was taken aback, her eyes filled with confusion. "Why would you say such a thing, sir?"

Su Yi smiled, leaned down, and picked up the "Ying Zi" sword from the pool of blood. He strode towards Tea Jin.

"Sir Su, you..."

Tea Jin's face changed, but before she could finish her sentence, Su Yi had already slashed at her with a casual sword strike.

Swish!

The sword shadow was as fast as lightning, almost unimaginable.

If Nan Wen Xiang hadn't died, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand this sword strike.

But Tea Jin's beautiful eyes revealed a hint of eerie light, and her delicate body turned into a fleeting shadow, narrowly avoiding the sword strike, retreating five zhang away.

"Sir Su, you have no qualms about harming women. Your heart is truly cold," Tea Jin bit her red lips, lightly patting her chest, pretending to be frightened.

However, there was no trace of fear in her enchanting gaze. Instead, a trace of cunning shone through.

"You're not pretending anymore?"

Su Yi lifted the sword, his smile ambiguous.

"The Young Lord's discerning eyes see through everything. If I continue pretending, wouldn't it be laughable?" Tea Jin smiled, exuding charm and allure even in her male disguise. Every movement and gesture she made was full of charisma.

She was an enchanting woman, capable of captivating souls with a single smile or frown.

But Su Yi wasn't fooled. He maintained a calm expression and said, "Since you know it would be laughable, why don't you put away your poor seductive tricks? I detest these shallow gestures of coquetry."

Why did he sever the nine tails of the Fox Demon from the Green Hill Tribe in his previous life?

The answer was simple: Su Xuanshun despised those who played with seduction.

A true beauty should possess unique and transcendent qualities in temperament, nature, mindset, and appearance. They should be like natural sculptures, radiating a captivating beauty without any need for affectation or artificiality, pleasing to the eye and soul.

If one possessed innate seductive qualities, they would naturally be peerless.

Unfortunately, even within the Green Hill Tribe, not everyone possessed such unparalleled talent.

Was Tea Jin beautiful?

Undoubtedly, she was a rare beauty.

But her seductive tricks, in Su Yi's eyes, were like adding legs to a snake. It was unnecessary adornment, obscuring her natural beauty and dampening his interest.

Tea Jin was dumbfounded.

Her jade-like face underwent various changes before she finally spoke after a long while, "So, Sir Su had already seen through it..."

"Tell me, why did you want to use me as a scapegoat?"

Su Yi couldn't be bothered with further chit-chat. When someone realizes they've been manipulated, their mood can never be good.

"I won't hide it from you, Sir. Nan Wen Xiang was a pawn planted by the Second Prince beside me. If I didn't eliminate him, I was afraid my secret would be exposed."

Tea Jin's beautiful eyes became calm, her demeanor turning cold and composed, devoid of any hint of seduction.

Her gaze grew chilly as she continued, "Nan Wen Xiang arrived in Yunhe County just last night, and I immediately sensed a threat. That's why tonight's events unfolded."

Su Yi pondered for a moment and said, "He only arrived in Yunhe County yesterday? No wonder he had no knowledge of the incident at the Qingding Training Ground outside the city. But if you wanted to kill him, why did you use me?"

Tea Jin smiled and pursed her lips. "If I were to take action, it would cause a great commotion and inevitably attract some trouble. But it's different for you, Sir Su. The commotion you caused at the Qingding Training Ground yesterday was completely concealed. I believe that if you were to kill this Nan Wen Xiang, it wouldn't cause any repercussions."

Su Yi nodded and said, "You're quite clever. You used me as a scapegoat, allowing yourself to eliminate the hidden danger by diverting the attention. It's a permanent solution."

Tea Jin blinked her eyes mischievously and said with a smile, "If Sir is angry, how about I make it up to you with my body?"

Su Yi laughed contemptuously, "You, a woman who plays with manipulative tactics, think you're worthy to share a bed with me, Su? How despicable!"

Tea Jin fell silent.

Her delicate face displayed a mixture of anger and humiliation, her eyes brimming with indignation.

With her appearance, even the Second Prince would be tempted. If she so much as beckoned with her finger, countless talented young men would flock to her like moths to a flame.

But she had never been humiliated like this before!

What did it mean to be unworthy?

What did it mean to be despicable?

In that instant, Tea Jin was so furious that she wanted to smash Su Yi's head. She had never encountered such an ignorant and tasteless man before.

After a moment, she suppressed her inner anger and said, "Su Yi, I know you're angry, but you only have two choices now: either bear the wrath of the Second Prince or cooperate with me."

"Cooperate?" Su Yi was somewhat surprised.

"That's right. Perhaps you've already realized that I'm not genuinely serving the Second Prince. Otherwise, with my abilities, I would have already taken care of the Sixth Prince, Zhou Zhiliu."

Tea Jin's lips curved with a hint of pride.

"So, you're just a pawn planted beside the Second Prince. Things are getting more and more complicated."

Su Yi sighed softly.

Tea Jin's expression turned serious. "Exactly. Once you cooperate with me, these complications can be resolved smoothly."

Su Yi rubbed his forehead and said, "I already suspected that you were a troublesome woman back on the ship. I never imagined you would be this troublesome. If I had known earlier, I should have killed you without hesitation and be done with it."

Tea Jin was taken aback.

At that moment, Su Yi suddenly burst into laughter. "But it's not too late now. You used me, Su, to commit murder and made me the scapegoat. And in the end, you want to recruit me to serve you. You, woman... truly insatiable."

Clang!

Before his words even faded, Su Yi attacked with his sword.

With a single strike of the Purple Reflection Sword, a simple and unadorned move, it seemed like a white rainbow piercing through the sun, unleashing a terrifying power beyond imagination as it slashed towards Tea Jin, five zhang away.

Tea Jin's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as a pair of silver short blades flew out from her sleeves, held firmly in her hands, intercepting the attack in mid-air.

The power behind Su Yi's sword was horrifying, enough to kill veteran grandmasters like Qin Wen Yuan without any difficulty.

However, Tea Jin managed to block it.

Clang!

In the deafening clash, Tea Jin's figure soared backward through the air, gracefully landing on top of the courtyard wall.

However, her arms felt numb, her wrists trembling, and her qi and blood surged violently within her body, clearly indicating her discomfort.

This surprised her even more, making her increasingly aware of Su Yi's terrifying strength.

Immediately, Tea Jin smiled charmingly and said, "Su Yi, let's end it here tonight. I'll disturb you again once I come up with a suitable way to compensate."

She turned to leave, but suddenly, a cryptic and inexplicable voice rang in her ears:

"Hmph!"

The sound exploded in Tea Jin's mind like a demonic voice.

Her head buzzed, her soul in excruciating pain. In a daze, she seemed to see a colossal sword, as majestic as an ancient mountain, descending from the sky to suppress her.

A sense of insignificance and despair spread uncontrollably deep within her heart.

But in that instant, Tea Jin fiercely bit her tongue and activated a life-saving secret technique hidden at the bottom of her arsenal. She forcefully suppressed the invading power in her soul, and her consciousness gradually regained clarity.

When her vision cleared, she saw Su Yi already charging towards her with his sword from a distance.

Tea Jin was drenched in cold sweat, realizing that she might not be able to escape if she hesitated for even a moment!

Without daring to hesitate any longer, she turned and fled.

Swish!

Behind her, a sword light descended.

Tea Jin felt a chill run down her spine as her clothes were torn apart with a hissing sound, exposing her delicate and white back to the night.

Although the sword did not strike her directly, the force of the sword's edge brushed lightly across her back, feeling as sharp as a knife.

A faint trace of blood spread straight down from her gracefully curved back...

"Ah—!"

Tea Jin's cry of alarm echoed through the night as she held her torn clothes tightly, fleeing in a state of disarray.

Su Yi stood on the courtyard wall, watching her escape, feeling somewhat surprised.

Tea Jin actually resisted the invasion of the "Great Void Soul Sword Technique"!

"It seems that this woman possesses more power than I had imagined. Quite interesting."

After a moment, Su Yi smiled. Who dares to make me, Su Xuanjun, commit murder and bear the blame?

"No matter who this woman is or what force stands behind her, she will pay a price she cannot bear for this!"

Pondering for a while, Su Yi turned around and jumped off the wall.

"Su senior brother, are you okay?"

Feng Xiaofeng, Feng Xiaoran, and Huang Qianjun had already come forward.

"They are the ones who have a problem."

Su Yi smiled.

Huang Qianjun asked in astonishment, "Su brother, there seems to be a major issue with Tea Jin's identity!"

"No kidding."

Su Yi waved his hand. "Alright, go and take care of the body. Feng junior brother, you and Xiaoran should rest earlier."

Saying that, he returned to his own room on his own.

"Qingwan, do you remember the aura of that demon woman?"

Su Yi casually asked.

"I remember. As long as she appears within your range of a thousand zhang, I, Wanwan, will be able to sense it immediately."

A timid voice came from the Soul-nurturing Gourd hanging from his waist.

"That's good. Finally, you can be of some use. It wasn't in vain that I spent all this time on you."

Su Yi praised.

Qingwan had transformed into a phantom, her soul power naturally sensitive and surpassing the ordinary. Once she remembered someone's aura, no matter how well disguised, they would have nowhere to hide.

Inside the Soul-nurturing Gourd, Qingwan happily squinted her big eyes, looking innocent and cute.

"Su brother, I found a secret scroll and a jade plaque from that corpse. Would you like to take a look?"

Not long after, Huang Qianjun's voice came from outside the room.