Martial Arts: Starting With Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Broken

Chapter 56 The Well-Behaved Little Hua Jin, the Cold Sweaty Yue Ji

“Fourth Master, you are finally here!”

When the voice sounded, Tang Lian almost burst into tears!

He had already resigned himself to death but never imagined that his long-awaited Fourth Master would appear at such a critical moment!

Under the watchful gaze of everyone, Jiang Che descended with Hua Jin step by step from mid-air.

He walked on clouds, resembling a celestial being. His expression was cold, and his bearing unmatched.

Under Jiang Che’s Heavenly Realm aura, the martial artists present involuntarily knelt to the ground. At the forefront of this submission were Yue Ji and Ming Hou.

Yue Ji spat out a mouthful of crimson blood. Her delicate face turned pale, and her graceful figure trembled uncontrollably.

At this moment, Yue Ji was utterly desperate.

Although Jiang Che had merely glanced at her, she felt the suffocating presence of death as if one thought from him could obliterate her entirely.

Ming Hou fared no better, clenching his teeth tightly to suppress any cries of pain.

This is the power of a Heavenly Realm master—terrifying beyond measure!

Even a mere wave of pressure was enough to plunge grandmasters like them into an icy abyss.

“Senior, please spare us…”

“Senior, we were here to protect Tang Lian…”

“Yes, senior! Please forgive us!”

“We even bought Tang Lian precious moments to escape!”

The remaining martial artists clamored, desperately pleading for mercy.

Jiang Che cast a doubtful glance at Tang Lian, unsure of the truth behind their claims. He had not witnessed the earlier events and had assumed these individuals were also after the golden coffin. He had been prepared to unleash a massacre.

“Fourth Master, they… they helped me earlier,” Tang Lian hesitated but admitted honestly, pointing out the martial artists who had acted righteously before.

Regardless of their motives, their assistance was an undeniable fact.

“You may leave…”

Jiang Che followed Tang Lian’s gaze and lifted the oppressive aura from those individuals.

“Thank you, White-Robed Sword Immortal!”

“Thank you, Fourth Master of Snow Moon City!”

The group, relieved, fled as if their lives depended on it.

“As for the rest of you…”

“Die.”

Jiang Che’s icy gaze swept over the remaining so-called righteous martial artists.

“Spare me, Sword Immortal!”

“My master is Tyrant Blade Wang Tian. Please show mercy!”

The remaining martial artists were consumed by panic, struggling against their immobilization in vain attempts to escape.

“Freeze!”

Jiang Che smirked coldly. His words were a decree.

The crowd seemed bound by an invisible force, rendered utterly immobile.

“To dare harm someone from Snow Moon City, you should have anticipated the consequences.”

Without hesitation, Jiang Che unleashed the Fire Spirit Technique.

The heavens turned into an inferno. Flames and a crimson glow engulfed the skies within a kilometer radius.

“Ahhh—”

Heart-wrenching screams erupted intermittently from the flames.

“Jiang Che, even as a ghost, I won’t let you go!”

The more powerful martial artists tried to resist using their protective energy, but it was futile.

Under the overwhelming might of the flames, their defenses crumbled swiftly.

After a quarter-hour, the blaze subsided, and peace returned.

No trace of the martial artists remained—not even ashes.

“This…”

Xiao Se gulped, his face pale, and beads of cold sweat trickling down.

Internally, he felt fortunate not to be an enemy of Tang Lian. Otherwise, his fate would undoubtedly mirror that of the others.

Tang Lian, on the other hand, remained calm. Battles to the death were all too common in the martial world.

Those who sought the golden coffin should have known the risks they were courting.

…

“Well, are you scared?”

Jiang Che turned toward his new disciple, Hua Jin, and asked gently.

“Master, I wasn’t scared. These people deserved it.”

Hua Jin shook her head gravely.

Though she was a healer who helped the suffering, Hua Jin was not a naïve idealist.

Those coveting the golden coffin met an inevitable end—they reaped what they sowed.

In her view, her master’s actions were entirely justified. He was merely supporting Tang Lian.

Moreover, killings in the martial world were as natural as eating or drinking.

Walking this path, who didn’t carry a few lives on their shoulders?

Even she, under Xin Baicao’s tutelage, had killed many during her travels.

While Hua Jin hadn’t possessed martial skills then, her medical expertise could heal just as it could kill.

“Good. You didn’t disappoint me.”

Jiang Che nodded approvingly and patted Hua Jin on the head.

At only thirteen or fourteen years old, she exhibited a composure beyond her years. Jiang Che grew increasingly satisfied with his young disciple.

“Hehe…”

Hua Jin giggled, closing her eyes contentedly as she enjoyed the affection from her master.

Witnessing this harmonious scene between teacher and pupil, Yue Ji and Ming Hou, still kneeling nearby, broke into a cold sweat, their backs chilled.

They were not afraid of death—assassins rarely died peacefully.

What terrified them was the prospect of meeting the same gruesome end as the others, unable even to leave a whole corpse behind.

“Tang Lian, what should be done with these two?”

Jiang Che glanced at Yue Ji and Ming Hou and asked indifferently.

At this moment, the two assassins were on edge, staring at Tang Lian with pleading eyes, hoping for his mercy.

“Fourth Master, perhaps… let them go?”

Tang Lian hesitated briefly before responding.

After all, he bore no deep grudge against them. They were merely following orders for the golden coffin.

Moreover, during their confrontation, Tang Lian hadn’t sensed any killing intent from Yue Ji or Ming Hou.

As they had claimed, they never intended to harm him.

Most importantly, Jiang Che had already killed enough people that day.

Tang Lian didn’t want his master to accumulate enemies on his behalf unnecessarily.

While Jiang Che’s immense power rendered him untouchable, constant provocations could be troublesome.

Noticing Tang Lian’s plea, Yue Ji cast him a grateful glance, breathing a sigh of relief.

She silently counted her blessings that she and her brother hadn’t recklessly attacked Tang Lian earlier; otherwise, they would already be in pieces!