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Chapter 353: The Fight (3)

Chapter 353: The Fight (3)

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Gu Ruoyun frowned lightly. Even she had not anticipated for Shiyun to have broken through to the ranks of Martial Emperor. But even so, she must win this fight! She must not lose!

Gu Ruoyun's expression slowly turned serious at the thought, "Since you've said it, then I'll have to give it my all! Shiyun, your Weapon Refining Sect had long posed as a righteous and prestigious family yet you've harmed so many people for the sake of your own selfish needs. You've sacrificed so many for the sake of your power and in order to expand their forces, the Weapon Refining Sect was now asking for the surrender of Heaven City! Furthermore, you've caused Yu'er to fall off a cliff, his whereabouts are now unknown!"

She felt a sharp pain in her heart and slowly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, a murderous intent radiated from her pupils, blazing with the flames of fury.

"It doesn't matter what you want to do, or how many people you wish to harm. That has nothing to do with me! But you're to blame for Yu'er's disappearance. Hence, you must pay the price!"

The young girl stepped forward, and slowly raised her hand. Then, a sword with glittering white light appeared in her grasp. At the same time, an aura that did not belong to Gu Ruoyun erupted. It seemed to be one level higher than her own.

Hong!

Shiyun stumbled back, her beautiful eyes stared in amazement at the longsword in Gu Ruoyun's hand, "This... This is a spiritual weapon?"

That's right, she thought, that's definitely a spiritual weapon. And it seems that it was not from a lower rank. It was, at the very least, a middle-class spiritual weapon.

"Lady Gu," Shiyun's smile suddenly grew cold and her eyes sharpened. She stared at Gu Ruoyun as if she had caught a little thief and spoke coldly, "I've always believed that you were a genius but in reality, you're nothing but a hoodlum who imitates dogs and steals chickens! Some time ago, my father's spiritual weapon was stolen by a thief. I never suspected that it would be you. This time, you've been caught red-handed. What do you have to say for yourself?"

Everyone in the Weapon Refining Sect knew that the Master had a low-class spiritual weapon but no one has ever seen it before. So when Shiyun accused Gu Ruoyun of the theft, they thoroughly believed her.

Only Shiyun herself would know that when compared with a low-class spiritual weapon, the blade on Gu Ruoyun's hands was far more powerful.

However, in accordance with the Weapon Refining Sect's usual style, she wanted to claim the spiritual weapon with a true story. So there should be a basis for her claim. Luckily, someone had indeed infiltrated the Weapon Refining Sect and stolen her father's weapon. Hence, she used this to concoct her story.

"Hehe," Leng Yanfeng laughed softly, and spoke with disdain, "It seems that the daughter of Gu Tian herself is actually a hoodlum who imitates dogs and steals chickens, she would even go to the extent of a petty crime! You would also show off your stolen goods in front of junior sister Shiyun, what do you have to say for yourself now?"

Gu Ruoyun calmly raised her lips, "You say that this spiritual weapon belongs to the Weapon Refining Sect, do you have proof of that statement?"

"Lady Gu," Shiyun smiled serenely, "Everyone knew that my father's spiritual weapon was stolen a few months ago and now you've drawn a spiritual weapon. If this did not belong to my father, where did it come from? Has anyone ever seen you using a spiritual weapon before? Besides, I've seen my father's weapon so I can confirm that this was the very same spiritual weapon that he had lost."

Upon hearing Shiyun's words, the crowd exploded into endless chatter.

The members of the Weapon Refining Sect all stared at Gu Ruoyun with disdain. They never imagined that the young Master of the Hundred Herb Hall would turn out to be a thief. Now they were assuming that the many pills she had were all stolen from somewhere else. Otherwise, how could a good-for-nothing like her be so lucky to obtain so many treasures?