From beginning to end, Qiu Ruohan never trusted him?
The goddess he admired was willing to protect Lin Ang and remain in this valley...
Lu Ming felt dizzy!
He was completely unwilling!
Lu Ming protested, "Ruohan... you... you must have been tricked by that Lin Ang! Ever since Lin Ang joined the inner sect, you've been like a different person! He must have sweet-talked you into doubting me!"
Qiu Ruohan shook her head slightly, sighing, "Lu Ming... you are mistaken. Mr. Lin never mentioned you, not once... You still haven't shed your arrogance. How could Mr. Lin pay you the slightest attention?"
Qiu Ruohan's tone returned to calm, and she suddenly felt pity and sympathy for Lu Ming. From the very beginning, Lu Ming had been like a clown, trying to catch up to someone from a completely different world.
Qiu Ruohan looked at Lu Ming, whose expression was slightly distorted. "Your biggest mistake was comparing yourself to Mr. Lin."
"Young Master Lin is like a dragon; how could you compare to even a thousandth of him?"
Lu Ming gritted his teeth, looking at the beautiful woman before him, who he believed was destined to be his heroine. With a trembling voice, he said, "'Mr. Lin' this, 'Mr. Lin' that—do you like him, then? Qiu Ruohan... it seems you're far less arrogant than I thought!"
His cultivation was inferior to Lin Ang's, his talent was inferior, and his appearance and temperament were also inferior. Even his beautiful master had abandoned him, and Qiu Ruohan treated him with even more coldness. Lu Ming was already struggling to breathe.
Qiu Ruohan was noncommittal.
Her beautiful eyes showed no fluctuation. "Mr. Lin was born exceptional. His presence is Qingyun Daozong's good fortune. For me to be qualified to stand by his side is my blessing."
"I voluntarily accompany Young Master."
The Autumn Water Sword in Qiu Ruohan's jade hand shone with a crystalline, cold light.
Qiu Ruohan's face remained perfect, but her tone was devoid of emotion. "Lu Ming... you hold too many secrets, and you've already harbored thoughts of murdering fellow disciples. For Qingyun Daozong, you are a dangerous individual. For Mr. Lin, you are a future disaster. Therefore... I cannot let you leave this secret realm alive."
Qiu Ruohan's character had always been like this: once she decided something, it would not waver. Ever since she began to doubt Lu Ming, his fate had been sealed.
Before this, Qiu Ruohan had given Lu Ming many chances. Even when Lu Ming lost his composure last time, Qiu Ruohan, considering his difficult cultivation journey, did not pursue the matter.
However... Lu Ming now harbored murderous intent towards Lin Ang and had betrayed Qingyun Daozong. This completely crossed Qiu Ruohan's red line.
When Qiu Ruohan's words fell, Lu Ming was completely stunned.
He could never have imagined that the incomparably gentle, calm, and elegant Qiu Ruohan would actually say she wanted to kill him!
"Ruohan, are you kidding me?"
Lu Ming was utterly dumbfounded, his face contorted with disbelief!
"You... you actually want to kill me for Lin Ang??"
Lu Ming's world seemed to completely collapse at this moment. The two most important women in his life: his beautiful master had abandoned him, and the woman he had pursued for many years, the goal of all his efforts, now wanted to kill him?
Lu Ming looked at Qiu Ruohan, not far away, his voice a little hoarse. "Ruohan... If you were going to kill me, why didn't you do it just now? Why wait until I left the valley before chasing me out?"
"I'm also a disciple of Qingyun Daozong! I was once qualified to stand by your side!"
A look of longing appeared on Lu Ming's face. "Ruohan, you must not have the heart to kill me, right? You must have come out to talk to me alone because you couldn't bear to kill me, right?"
Lu Ming's tone was more like pleading. He longed for this woman before him to leave him a trace of dignity, a trace of hope. He longed for her not to be so heartless towards him.
However, what Qiu Ruohan said in the next second completely shattered Lu Ming's hopes, and his expression changed.
Qiu Ruohan lightly shook her head. "You're being sentimental."
"I just didn't want Young Master to see me kill someone."
Accompanying Qiu Ruohan's voice was her majestic sword energy. A thousand-foot sword qi gathered and slashed down from above the valley, pressing hard on Lu Ming.
Bang, bang...
A surge of sword energy rose, and in an instant, within a hundred miles, all life seemed to cease. Time seemed to stop; animals, monsters, flowers, and plants all froze at this moment. Only that wisp of sword energy exerted its pressure.
Qiu Ruohan held a long sword in her hand, like a fairy from the nine heavens, dancing the sword lightly, agile and refined.
"Not good!"
Sensing that wisp of sword energy, Lu Ming's face completely changed, becoming extremely livid. He had never seen Qiu Ruohan make a move!
The former Qiu Ruohan was that high-ranking female Daoist who treated the sect's disciples with incomparable calmness and gentleness. But Lu Ming had forgotten...
Qiu Ruohan was also a powerful cultivator at the fourth level of the Profound Core Realm. Unexpectedly, when Qiu Ruohan moved, she was so forceful. Under the pressure of her sword, Lu Ming had almost no room to fight back.
"Escape!"
The next second, Lu Ming wailed, turning around and running away! Desperately, he fled towards the outside of the valley.
Now, Lu Ming was not only desperate and sad... more than that, he was terrified!
Qiu Ruohan's strange, murderous eyes filled him with terror!
However, Lu Ming's cultivation was only at the Yunling Realm. Without the help of his beautiful master, he could run as he pleased, but he could feel...
Behind him, a beautiful figure, cold as ice, like a fairy of ice and snow, came volleying with a sword, getting closer and closer to him!
Lu Ming's breathing was a little short.
Stab!
Behind him, another sword slashed, preventing Lu Ming from dodging in time. He fell directly from mid-air onto a mountain peak. Just a touch of residual sword energy shattered Lu Ming's internal organs!
He knelt directly on the ground, unable to move. Qiu Ruohan, wearing a long blue dress, also descended with her sword.