Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 499 - 467: I guarantee with my life that my disciple would never collude with the Tujue!

Chapter 499: Chapter 467: I guarantee with my life that my disciple would never collude with the Tujue!

Zhang San laughed too.

"Why wouldn’t it be possible? Do you think that those who collude with the Tujue necessarily possess any good qualities? They betray their kin and friends and collude with the Tujue for their own selfish interests precisely because they are morally corrupt!"

Yu Jinluo shook his head with a cold and indifferent expression, "I don’t believe it."

"Believe it or not!"

Zhang San shouted at Yu Jinluo.

"I call you Elder Yu out of respect. If I don’t respect you, what are you worth?"

Although Yu Jinluo had not liked Zhang San before, he at least thought the young man was quite polite in his speech. How had things suddenly turned sour?

Zhang San continued, "It’s true you are a master, but do you think the Town Martial Office and the Lingwu Army don’t have masters nearby? They are on their way right now!"

"A treacherous apprentice who colludes with the Tujue and a foolish master who can’t tell right from wrong, none of you are good people! Either hand over your disciple to me so I can take him back for interrogation and execution, or..."

"...or you can wait here. Soon, the masters from the Town Martial Office and the Lingwu Army will arrive and take you down. Then, you and your disciple can take the Yellow River Road together."

"Of course, there’s also a third option. Today, I must capture one of you. If one of you kills the other, I’ll take the one who dies back to settle accounts. After all, when the reinforcements arrive later, the credit won’t be all mine."

Yu Jinluo’s brow furrowed slightly as he faintly felt that Zhang San was not deceiving him.

Not to mention the firm look in the man’s eyes as he spoke, especially when he mentioned the last condition, with that slight greedy smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

The masters from the Lingwu Army and the Town Martial Office must be on their way!

But he still believed that his disciple was not the kind of person Zhang San described.

"I, Yu Jinluo, guarantee with my life that my disciple would never collude with the Tujue!"

At that moment, Ma Licheng, hiding behind his master, realized that the prolonged silence and so-called guarantee of his master boded ill.

The reason he had been able to collude with the Tujue all these years without being detected was due to his vigilance and decisiveness.

Whatever needed to be abandoned, he would abandon immediately.

If his master could not protect him, then he was useless.

If he was useless, then he should be exploited to the fullest before being kicked away.

Pu!

Suddenly, Ma Licheng plunged a blade into Yu Jinluo’s back.

"Zhang San, take my master back. He is a master of the Purple Mansion Realm—capturing him would surely earn you greater merit than capturing me! If there’s a chance in the future, I could also betray the Tujue’s martial artists to help you gain credit. Just let me go today, how about it?"

Zhang San laughed.

This was the outcome he wanted.

"Alright, you may go. I stand by my blade here, I will not chase after you!"

As he spoke, Zhang San planted the Mo Blade into the ground as a sign of his promise.

Seeing this, Ma Licheng pulled off the Storage Ring from the stunned and bewildered Yu Jinluo’s hand and turned to run.

Thump.

Yu Jinluo actually could have easily captured his rebellious disciple with a mere lift of his hand and even kill him without effort, but he couldn’t understand.

Why had his disciple turned out this way? He had been so good initially!

His parents had died under the blades of the Tujue, so why would he collude with them?

Pfft pfft—

Just then, Zhang San shot two arrows, hitting both of Ma Licheng’s legs squarely.

Ma Licheng, lying on the ground, wailed in agony and then cursed furiously, "Zhang San! You’re not keeping your word! You despicable wretch!"

"Don’t talk nonsense! I’ve been standing right here without chasing you at all! You have to have some conscience when you speak! Of course, someone like you probably lost their conscience long ago!"

As he spoke, Zhang San stepped up to Yu Jinluo’s side and took out a bottle of healing medicine, placing it in Yu Jinluo’s hand.

"Elder Yu, those words I said earlier were just to expose the true nature of your rebellious disciple. In truth, I have great respect for you. There are no masters from the Town Martial Office or Lingwu Army around us!"

Yu Jinluo lifted his head, looked at Zhang San, and then at Ma Licheng, who was still trying to crawl northward on the ground, and said with tears streaming down his face, "Why?"

Ma Licheng, after a few attempts to crawl, knew he couldn’t escape and gave up completely.

Hearing his master’s words, he couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.

"Why? Don’t you know why? You, a mighty Purple Mansion Realm powerhouse, took me as your disciple, and your reputation shone! Slaying Tujue martial artists, adopting orphans as disciples! But have you ever considered my feelings? I’m just an ordinary person! An ordinary person! I have no martial talent, no renowned family background. I’ve practiced for so many years, yet I’m still in the True Core Realm! I could only break through to the Spiritual Platform Realm with the miraculous pills you brought back from all over. This is my limit! My limit!"

"If you hadn’t insisted on making me practice and instead had given me wealth to be a rich man, I might already be living a life surrounded by concubines. Why should I fight and kill every day, scrambling over such pitiful cultivation resources?"

"Isn’t it all because of you! Because you want to play the hero! Because you want a good reputation! You disregard me! You’ve destroyed everything I had!"

At that moment, Yu Jinluo felt a deep pain in his heart, more painful than the blow Ma Licheng had personally inflicted earlier.

He knew Ma Licheng had limited talent, so he had always been trying to help him.

But he had never expected it to end up like this.

"But... but your parents died by the hands of the Tujue! How could you... How could you collude with them!?"

"You old fool! I’ve long forgotten what my parents looked like. They didn’t leave me a house or a plot of land; should I seek revenge for them? Do you know how much the Tujue have offered me? Without their continuous supply of cultivation resources over the years, do you think I could have broken through to the Spiritual Platform Realm with just the scraps you brought back? Stop dreaming! Remember, the most important things in this world are money, power, and high status! Without these, even if they are parents or masters, they’re just pitiful and lowly worms! Because you have nothing and can give nothing! You don’t know anything about this..."

Thud—

Zhang San decapitated Ma Licheng with a single slash of his blade.

"Apologies, Elder Yu. I didn’t mean to interrupt your last discussion with your disciple, but his words were simply too sickening, and I have to consider my stomach as well. Besides, the martial artists who are trailing behind for the spectacle will probably arrive soon. Perhaps you should leave first?"

Yu Jinluo also knew that if the act of his adopted disciple stabbing him were to spread, he would lose all face for the rest of his life.

So, he gritted his teeth and sealed his wound with Qi, looking at the healing medicine Zhang San had given him earlier, and turned away.

Meanwhile, Zhang San looked down at Ma Licheng’s corpse with a sigh and shook his head, saying, "You know what the only good thing you’ve done in your life is?"

As he spoke, Zhang San silently slid the Storage Ring, which had belonged to Yu Jinluo, off Ma Licheng’s finger and tucked it into his pocket.