Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1673: Blades Flash, Swords Clash, Lives as Grass

"Hmph, Chiba Sakurako sold out her father for glory, not hesitating to slay the Sword God to ascend to the presidency of the Sword God Association. Isn’t she a traitor?"

Du Bianhong snorted coldly, full of indignation: "Today, our Sword God Association only wishes to clear out traitors, nothing else. Please, do not meddle!"

It was evident that even though everyone in the Sword God Association believed Ye Xuan was severely poisoned and his strength greatly reduced, Du Bianhong maintained sufficient fear and vigilance towards him.

What are the principles of being a Gentleman Sword?

Deceitful, cautious!

Du Bianhong was unwilling to do anything risky; whether Ye Xuan lived or died meant little to him, as long as Ye Xuan didn’t hinder his path. Even a handshake and friendship would be welcome.

"Sorry, my biggest flaw is that I have grown increasingly fond of meddling."

Ye Xuan chuckled, then suddenly said, "However, I fully support what you said about clearing traitors. How about this? I’ll help your Sword God Association clear them out, how does that sound?"

Du Bianhong was stunned.

The other Sword God Association members who understood Yan Country’s language were also taken aback.

What did Ye Xuan mean by this?

Does he intend to help them kill Chiba Sakurako?

This guy’s betrayal is a bit too swift, isn’t it?

However, recalling that Ye Xuan had been poisoned, everyone was enlightened.

In this operation, their Sword God Association had indeed exerted all efforts. Even if Ye Xuan had skills beyond compare, under the circumstances of being poisoned, he was certainly not a match for them.

They knew, and Ye Xuan naturally knew too!

Who in this world would risk their life to save someone else?

Not even loving couples would stand together in times of crisis; let alone Ye Xuan and Chiba Sakurako, who were just fleeting acquaintances.

Du Bianhong returned to his senses and rejoiced, "Haha, Brother Ye Xuan is indeed a clever man. If you truly wish to help us clear traitors, then from now on, you will be a friend of the Sword God Association, and the entire association will sincerely thank you!"

"Friends?" Ye Xuan laughed, "Isn’t it a joke? The Sword God died by my sword; how can the Sword God Association still be friends with me?"

Du Bianhong waved his hand, arguing logically, "The Sword God battled with you, and inevitably, one person was destined to die. If you didn’t kill him, he would have killed you. We, the Sword God Association, are not unreasonable people!"

The Sword God’s death was entirely due to that ambitious woman, Chiba Sakurako. We must avenge the Sword God by killing this woman!"

"Impressive, you really know how to talk nonsense."

Ye Xuan smacked his lips in admiration, then shook his head: "But I think you should forget about the gratitude; helping you clear out your traitors is just a minor effort for me."

Du Bianhong nodded secretly.

At this moment, Chiba Sakurako was already a dying person. Ye Xuan, or even an ordinary person, could easily slaughter her.

Indeed, it’s just a minor effort!

Ye Xuan said no more, gently laying the soft beauty he was holding in the fragrant flower sea, with a friendly smile: "Pass me the sword."

Chiba Sakurako nodded and finally released her tightly clenched katana.

This sword, even when she felt she was dying, had never been relaxed, for she no longer had any trust or reassurance in the world.

Her pride allowed her to commit suicide, allowed her to fade away under serious injuries, but she absolutely refused to be killed by the enemy...

Ye Xuan accepted the snow-white, sharp katana.

Chiba Sakurako suddenly clasped Ye Xuan’s hand, the softness making his heart flutter.

Ye Xuan looked at Chiba Sakurako, puzzled.

Chiba Sakurako squeezed out a beautiful smile and softly said, "Be careful."

"I know." Ye Xuan nodded with a smile.

Only then did Chiba Sakurako release Ye Xuan’s hand, calmly lying among the flowers, peaceful and serene.

Ye Xuan continued as always, exhaling calmly, aiming to keep his emotions at their most composed before a bloodshed, to avoid the consequences of the war trauma.

After a while, with a sword in hand, Ye Xuan looked up at Du Bianhong and others, revealing a harmless smile: "I’m about to start helping the Sword God Association clear out traitors. Have you... prepared to welcome death?"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, the smile on Du Bianhong’s face froze and he was shocked.

The other Sword God Association members widened their eyes, unable to believe what they were hearing.

Were they misunderstood all along?

Ye Xuan’s idea of clearing out traitors was... to kill them all?

Killing all of them was just a minor effort?

This was humiliation, naked humiliation and mockery!

All the Sword God Association members were filled with rage.

Du Bianhong roared with a savage voice: "Attack!"

But before Du Bianhong could finish his sentence, Ye Xuan rushed into the crowd like a fierce tiger.

He raised his sword and swung down, raised his sword and swung down...

Crushing and annihilating.

Blood stained the flower sea!

In ancient times, there was Changshan Zhao Zilong, who charged through tens of thousands of troops at Changbanpo with one spear, one horse, and one baby, indomitable and unmatched!

How magnificent was that scene?

And now Ye Xuan of Yan Country, as a Demon God in the Northern Federation’s flower sea, with one man, one sword, prevailing and unstoppable, crushing and annihilating.

Before Du Bianhong’s shout had fully turned into words, Ye Xuan had already slain dozens!

What a majestic and shocking visual?

Instantly!

What should have been a warm and wonderful flower sea transformed directly into a hellish execution ground!

Rain pouring down from the sky, winds and blood intertwined!

Sword light and shadow, lives as worthless as grass!

The shocking killing aura almost made the earth tremble.

The torrential blood nearly caused the heavens to weep!

Ye Xuan moved like the wind, weaving among hundreds of samurai, taking away dozens of lives with each passage.

Simple yet terrifyingly effective, instilling extreme terror!

At the moment, everyone present could clearly feel the unimaginable gap between their strength and Ye Xuan’s!

This gap left them deeply powerless. Even if there were thousands or tens of thousands, Ye Xuan could kill as he wished, come and go freely!

Ideals intoxicate, reality devastates!

At this moment, Du Bianhong was already completely shattered.

"Damn, damn it!"

Watching countless experts from the Sword God Association fall one by one, without a hint of resistance, Du Bianhong was furious, his eyes nearly bursting: "Ye Xuan isn’t poisoned, he’s not poisoned!"

Du Bianhong was now certain that they had made a misjudgment from the start; although the reason was unknown, the fact remained that Ye Xuan was not poisoned!

What did this imply?

Ye Xuan, without poison, possessed supreme strength; this equated to destruction!

Du Bianhong suddenly felt regret for trusting others’ words, naively assuming Ye Xuan was poisoned. Had this misjudgment been avoided from the start, he would rather have released Chiba Sakurako than confront Ye Xuan.

Letting go of Chiba Sakurako would at most pose future troubles, but fighting Ye Xuan at his peak meant certain death!

"No, no, I don’t want to die!"

With bloodshot eyes, Du Bianhong suddenly shouted: "Don’t fight Ye Xuan head-on, kill, go kill Chiba Sakurako!"