Volume One, Chapter 15: The Angry Sixth Princess Liuli

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The ninth-rank female guard felt a slight tension in her heart upon seeing this. Under Gu Changfeng’s threat, she dared not move an inch.

“You…” she tried to speak, but Gu Changfeng stopped her the next moment:

“When I tell you not to move, that includes speaking. If you say another word, I can’t guarantee your survival.”

Princess Liuli the Sixth glared fiercely at Gu Changfeng, her voice filled with anger:

“You—let go of my guard at once, or I will make sure you die!”

The word “die” hung heavily in the air, making it palpably tense. Gu Changfeng merely smiled faintly, paying no heed to her threat.

Soon, one by one, the female guards surrounded Gu Changfeng, swords pointed directly at him.

The onlookers shook their heads slightly and murmured:

“That Princess Liuli the Sixth is quite proud and fierce. Resolving things won’t be easy for him.”

“Whether Princess Liuli the Sixth has met her match or this man has stepped on a hard stone remains to be seen.”

“This matter will not end well.”

Gu Changfeng remained completely unperturbed and calmly said:

“Princess Liuli the Sixth, if you think you can make me yield with such methods, it won’t work.”

With that, Gu Changfeng clenched his fist and struck the ninth-rank female guard. A heavy thud echoed as his fist landed.

The guard let out a pained cry from her mouth, flying backward and crashing heavily onto the ground.

Her gaze toward Gu Changfeng shifted from fear to fury as she pointed a finger at him:

“You brat, how dare you treat me like this? You will die a miserable death!”

She was a guard of Princess Liuli the Sixth and had strong backing. Gu Changfeng’s actions were undoubtedly an affront to the Liuli Empire.

Those who insult the Liuli Empire usually meet severe consequences—either death or having their cultivation seized.

Zhao Huaian and Ling Yao pushed aside the female guards blocking Gu Changfeng and came to his side.

Ling Yao approached Gu Changfeng, concern etched on her face, and asked:

“Young master, are you alright?”

She worried he might be injured, but as a Grand Master, Gu Changfeng was hardly vulnerable, especially against ninth-rank opponents.

Gu Changfeng touched Ling Yao’s cheek and smiled: “How could I, your young master, be hurt?”

To him, these female guards were nothing but a disorganized rabble, too weak to pose any real threat.

The female guards lost all patience and launched a direct attack on Gu Changfeng, roaring:

“Brat, the princess’s words were a compliment just now. If you don’t appreciate it, then death is the only way out.”

Blades flashed and swords struck toward Gu Changfeng, each strike accompanied by explosive sounds.

Princess Liuli the Sixth watched with a smug smile:

“A bumpkin is just a bumpkin—that’s the price you must pay.”

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She eagerly anticipated the scene of Gu Changfeng being killed by her female guards, which would restore her dignity.

Gu Changfeng’s expression remained unchanged as he gently waved his palm.

Female guards who had just approached him were slapped away, flying backward. Several more were struck by his palm and sent flying similarly.

Gu Changfeng stomped his foot lightly, and a powerful aura radiated from beneath him.

“Ah!”

The female guards screamed in agony, flying back and crashing hard onto the ground behind them, unable to stand again.

Zhao Huaian’s face showed astonishment: “Brother Gu’s strength is truly formidable.”

He had intended to intervene only if Gu Changfeng couldn’t handle the female guards, but now he realized his help was unnecessary.

Princess Liuli the Sixth cursed as she saw her guards defeated: “You’re all useless, unable to deal with a mere bumpkin.”

The guards assigned by the Liuli Empress to her side had undergone years of rigorous training, each with at least five years of practice.

Today’s embarrassment was enormous—they couldn’t even subdue Gu Changfeng, which in Princess Liuli’s eyes was tantamount to being worthless.

Gu Changfeng narrowed his eyes and looked at Princess Liuli the Sixth: “Princess Liuli the Sixth, you still call me a bumpkin?”

A deadly intent flickered in his gaze.

Feeling that murderous aura, Princess Liuli the Sixth trembled slightly:

“I take back what I just said.”

Though proud, she had no choice but to bow to Gu Changfeng now; refusing would lead to unpredictable consequences.

“I don’t accept your apology yet.”

Gu Changfeng strode slowly toward her, forcing her to retreat step by step. She said while backing away:

“Even if you don’t accept my apology, you must.”

“Otherwise, my mother, the Empress Liuli, will never forgive you.”

With the backing of Empress Liuli, would Gu Changfeng dare to do anything to her?

The Empress would surely erupt with rage, leaving Gu Changfeng trapped between life and death.

“Stop this.”

As Gu Changfeng reached a distance of five meters from Princess Liuli the Sixth, a voice suddenly rang out.

A middle-aged man clad in a black brocade robe appeared in the sky, exuding an immense aura.

Everyone bowed respectfully upon his arrival: “We greet the Lord of Divine Sword Manor.”

This man was Qing Tianyuan, the Lord of Divine Sword Manor.

Qing Tianyuan swept his gaze over the crowd before fixing his eyes on Gu Changfeng and Princess Liuli the Sixth, his voice tinged with anger:

“Now that I’m here, do you still want to pressure Princess Liuli the Sixth?”

He couldn’t believe Gu Changfeng would dare disrespect him here—this was Divine Sword Manor, not a place for Gu Changfeng to show off.

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Gu Changfeng shrugged and smiled: “I was merely joking with Princess Liuli the Sixth.”

With that, Gu Changfeng walked to stand before Zhao Huaian and the others. Zhao Yi had also arrived by his side.

Zhao Yi spoke first: “Your Highness, you…”

Qing Tianyuan’s strength was immense, and Zhao Yi feared some accident might occur. Qing Tianyuan might consider Liuli Empire’s face and move against Gu Changfeng.

“There’s nothing wrong anymore.”

Gu Changfeng shook his head and said: “Let’s go to where we should be.”

Gu Changfeng led the three away, heading toward a valley within Divine Sword Manor.

Qing Tianyuan gazed into the distance and said: “He’s probably not that person.”

Princess Liuli the Sixth asked him curiously: “Qing Tianyuan, what are you thinking about?”

Qing Tianyuan withdrew his gaze and said: “Princess Liuli the Sixth, you’re still the same as before—just as proud and haughty.”

Princess Liuli the Sixth pouted: “I’ve noted his debt; sooner or later, he will have to repay it.”

“You may seek revenge, but it’s best if no trouble happens within my manor.”

After saying this, Qing Tianyuan’s figure vanished.

Princess Liuli the Sixth turned to look at the fallen female guards and scolded:

“Why aren’t you all getting up quickly?”

The guards struggled to their feet, bowing their heads in shame, unwilling to meet her gaze.

“I won’t punish you here; when we return, I’ll deal with you properly.”

Princess Liuli the Sixth said angrily and got into her sedan chair.

The female guards surrounded the sedan chair and carried it deeper into Divine Sword Manor.

More and more people arrived at Divine Sword Manor, all placing great importance on the Poetry and Sword Gathering.

They did not want to miss this golden opportunity.

In a pavilion within the valley, Gu Changfeng and three others stood looking down at rows of tables where the manor’s maids neatly placed cups of tea.

Zhao Yi glanced up at the sun and said: “Young master, in half an hour, the Poetry and Sword Gathering will begin.”

“Half an hour…”

Gu Changfeng murmured softly. Half an hour was enough time to prepare fully.