Chapter Two: The Beheader of Yinshan Mountains

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Luo Qing truly wanted to kill him. But he no longer had the strength. Bang! He fell to the ground like a felled tree, collapsing with both himself and his sword. Gu Liubai thought Luo Qing was dead, but to his surprise, Luo Qing twisted his body, forcibly drawing in a breath of true energy, clutching his throat with both hands, and forced himself to sit up.

“Stop pretending to be a corpse. Can you just hurry up and let me bury you?” Gu Liubai sighed.

“That sword was so fast,” Luo Qing said, unable to pay attention to the youth who irritated him so much. His voice was strange, as if there were a block of ice stuck in his throat. “It really was the Yingshan Swarm... You were already outside the border. So this is the legendary Frost Sword... So it truly is a great swordmaster, and a woman at that.”

“It’s not that the sword is fast, just unexpected,” the woman replied.

Gu Liubai’s eyes brightened. The woman’s voice was exceptionally pleasant, even more melodious than the wind chimes hanging from his eaves.

Luo Qing nearly died of anger.

“Fast? Unexpected? A great swordmaster needs to be ambushed with an arrow and wield a fake sword? Is that humanly possible?”

Yet he still had one last wish. Clutching his throat tightly, hanging on to his last breath of true energy, he said, “I don’t mind dying at your hands, but can you at least let me see what you look like? I want to see the face of the one who killed me.”

The woman said little, simply removing the hat from her head.

Gu Liubai was stunned.

The woman was tall, and unexpectedly, her face was long as well.

Her figure was stunning, her voice enchanting, but she had a long, horse-like face with rather unattractive features.

“I... you...” Luo Qing’s eyes bulged, his hands flailing as if he wanted to slap something in fury, but that last motion drained his life force, and with a thud, he collapsed face-first onto the ground.

Gu Liubai watched as the woman replaced her hat and shook his head. “Truly remarkable. Now he will never rest in peace.”

The woman said, “Did you know I did it on purpose?”

Gu Liubai sighed, “This man is more lustful than greedy. He must have thought you were a peerless beauty. Facing death, he still wanted to see your face. But…”

He left the sentence unfinished. The woman understood his meaning but seemed indifferent to her appearance, calmly saying, “Seeing it was worse than not seeing at all. He died full of regret.”

Though Gu Liubai thought the woman’s features seemed thrown together at random, she was an interesting person. He smiled and said, “True enough. But I took his money, so I still have to bury him. By the way, that wound from your Frost Sword isn’t bleeding now. When we move him later, will the blood suddenly spray all over me?”

“Today you’re lucky. We handle the dead we kill ourselves. You don’t have to bury him,” the woman said, looking behind Gu Liubai.

Gu Liubai followed her gaze and after a long moment spotted someone carefully descending the slope.

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