The capital tonight... the wind has stopped, and the blood has run dry.

The long blade suspended above Qin Ye's brow remained perfectly still in the wind.

Only a hair's breadth away from falling.

Lu Nanjin's hair was tossed by the wind, flying before her face, revealing only a pair of eyes that gleamed with a ghostly light.

Qin Ye slowly opened his eyes and saw the murderous intent in Lu Nanjin's eyes. He couldn't help but smile.

"You want to kill me?"

Qin Ye spoke in an extremely soft voice, his tone more like a taunt... He didn't care about his life or death at all, as if he were looking forward to the moment Lu Nanjin's blade fell.

"Of course..."

Lu Nanjin's voice was colder than the glint of the blade.

Ten years ago.

This man didn't hesitate for a moment when he took Lu Cheng's life.

"Then do it..." Qin Ye smiled. "One strike. Kill me."

Before Qin Ye could finish speaking—

The blade flashed!

Lu Nanjin held the blade with both hands, stabbing downwards with all her strength!

At the same time, an invisible and thin black mirror surface unfolded between Qin Ye's brows!

[Xu Mi]!

Qin Ye grunted as the sharp blade of Lanqie crashed into the close-fitting domain of [Xu Mi], piercing through a layer of flesh, but was bounced back the next moment.

Taking advantage of the momentary impact.

Qin Ye rolled over, trying to stand up, but fell heavily to the ground again the next moment.

Countless vines covered with hideous thorns burst out of the earth, entangling his legs. These vines, along with [Xu Mi], wrapped around him, making it impossible for him to move...

"Damn it—"

The veins on Qin Ye's forehead bulged, and his furious voice suddenly broke off.

An iron fist slammed heavily into his cheek, sending him tumbling into the air, and knocking out a tooth.

It was hard to believe that this was a woman's fist.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, a knee strike slammed into Qin Ye's chest as he fell, sending him flying and embedding him in a stone wall in the distance. He coughed up a large mouthful of blood. Before he could react, another thunderous sound rang in his ears.

Lu Nanjin took a running start from afar. She threw the long blade, discarded her windbreaker, and countless fists rained down like a storm, each strike with all her strength, hitting Qin Ye's face hard!

Finally...

With a "thud."

The last punch missed, hitting the stone wall where Qin Ye's head had been.

Lu Nanjin gasped, her voice hoarse.

Her hair was disheveled.

Before her, Qin Ye slowly slid down, leaning against the stone wall, no longer having the strength to stand... Who could have imagined that the high and mighty [Apostle] would be in such a disheveled state, his face covered in blood, barely drawing breath.

"You want to kill him?"

Zhou Jiren's voice came from afar.

Lu Nanjin looked at her teacher.

Tree-sensei squatted on the ground, squinting, intently staring at a blood-stained badge on the ground, engraved with an acorn... It had fallen from Qin Ye's arms during the fight just now.

This was... a token of another God Seat from the Tower of Origin.

The old fellow didn't directly reach out to pick up the badge, but put on special gloves made of strong logic material, took out a purple-silver sealed bag, and then reached out to touch the token and put it in the bag.

"..."

Lu Nanjin looked down at Qin Ye, whose face was covered in blood. Having lost the token and being bound by the Holy Wood, this should be the best opportunity for her to kill Qin Ye, bar none.

"He killed Lu Cheng." She said calmly. "A blood debt must be paid in blood. A life for a life. It's only fair."

"Hmm... That makes sense. I agree."

Zhou Jiren put away the token and said calmly, "Since you've made your decision, then do it... provided you're ready to withstand the Tower of Origin's retaliation."

Lu Nanjin silently stared at Qin Ye. The man whose face was covered in blood no longer had the strength to resist. Instead, he raised his head and slowly grinned at her, forcing out a smile.

He was inviting her to strike.

The next moment.

The Holy Wood burst out of the earth, forming a cocoon, locking Qin Ye inside, unable to connect with the outside world, unable to hear any sound.

"What... would happen if I didn't kill him?" Lu Nanjin asked in a hoarse voice.

"The Tribunal will detain him. Even an [Apostle] cannot escape the punishment they deserve for violating the laws of the Federal Council." Zhou Jiren stood up and said, "If the Zhongzhou side chooses to negotiate, trying to rescue him, then the case from ten years ago can be reopened."

Lu Nanjin's dim eyes flickered slightly.

The case from ten years ago... Was there still a need to pursue it? The person was already dead.

In fact, she knew this was a trap. If the Zhongzhou side wanted to rescue Qin Ye, it would be equivalent to indirectly admitting that they participated in the plot to assassinate the Dongzhou dignitaries.

But what if Zhongzhou didn't fall for it?

"If that God Seat chooses to abandon him... then he's dead for sure."

Zhou Jiren said, "I'm not trying to interfere with your choice, I just want to tell you that this is a person who is going to die sooner or later."

After a long silence.

Lu Nanjin put one hand on the large cocoon and slowly turned her head. Her eyes were a little blank and a little confused, sweeping over everyone present.

Sister.

Gu Shen.

Master Gu Zhi.

And... her teacher.

Ten years of hard work, the greatest motivation that supported her to get to where she was now... was hatred.

She thought that on the day of revenge, she wouldn't have the slightest hesitation.

But now that day had come... Why was it different from what she had imagined?

Gu Nanfeng stood in a remote corner with one hand on the hilt of his wooden sword, very tactfully. He watched this scene silently, as if he understood something... In fact, he was someone who could understand Lu Nanjin's mood at this moment.

The reason why people are often in pain is because they are not strong enough.

Finally, Lu Nanjin's gaze fell on her teacher.

The words she had spoken in the old house not long ago, separated by a wooden door, were mutually understood by both of them.

"What... do you want me to do?"

Zhou Jiren narrowed his eyes. He thought for a second, picked up the knife from the ground, and came to his disciple. "If it were thirty years ago, I would have killed him and then tried my best to escape from the hands of the God Seat... severing ties with the Tribunal and never returning to the capital, until one day I had the power to survive from the hands of the God Seat."

"If it were now, I wouldn't draw my blade."

He turned the knife upside down and handed the hilt to Lu Nanjin.

"As long as the outcome is already determined, then I will wait..."

Lu Nanjin held the long blade.

She took a deep breath. For a moment, she had thought about the scene her teacher had described earlier, where she killed Qin Ye, was sensed by the God Seat of the Tower of Origin far away in Zhongzhou, and then fled... There would be a steady stream of transcendents coming to hunt her down, either she would die, or she would become stronger. It didn't seem like such a bad choice.

But in the next moment, the smiling faces of her sister and Song Ci appeared in her mind, along with many faces... faces that she thought she had ignored, but were deeply etched in her heart.

The long blade was slowly inserted into the soil by her.

The Holy Wood lifted the seal, revealing Qin Ye's blood-stained face.

Lu Nanjin gently exhaled.

She said, word by word.

"I'll wait for the day you die."

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(ps: 1 Thank you all for your rewards and monthly votes, thank you very much. Unfortunately, we were still a little short in the end and didn't reach 2000 monthly votes. Let's work harder in the new month. To express my gratitude, I will add an extra chapter at the beginning of the month. 2 There may only be one chapter tonight. After this series of climaxes, I need to sort out my thoughts a bit and welcome the next climax. I will write a public chapter tonight to make a writing summary.)