Seeing Shan Yan standing there, Su Lin looks at him with confusion and dumbstruck eyes.
Before he can say anything, every guard rushes toward Shan Yan.
One of them, however, rushes toward Su Lin.
Seeing the man coming toward him, Su Lin remembers Shan Yan's words about how to use his cultivation in a fight.
Following those instructions, he circulates his cultivation base. The circle inside his dantian, like a thread formed from Strength Qi, begins to move and consume the spiritual energy stored within his body, giving Su Lin a sudden feeling of strength.
When the man gets close to Su Lin, he reaches out to grab him.
At that moment, Su Lin throws a powerful punch toward the man's chest.
Bang!
The force sends the man five steps backward.
Seeing this, the man immediately circulates his cultivation base as well.
But when he looks around, all his fighting spirit disappears.
He no longer has the will to fight.
Only one thought remains in his mind—
Run.
Because Shan Yan has already killed all the other guards, he is now looking directly at the remaining guard.
The moment the guard turns around to run, Shan Yan swiftly moves forward and thrusts his sword into the guard's back.
The sword pierces through his heart and comes out through his chest.
The guard looks down and sees the sword protruding from his chest, while blood spills onto the ground.
A moment later, his breathing stops, and his body collapses to the ground.
Seeing this, Su Lin shouts at Shan Yan,
"Shan Yan, can you tell me just what you did and why?"
Before he can continue, Shan Yan's voice reaches Su Lin's ears.
"Shhhh… I'll tell you, but before that, we need to do something."
Saying this, Shan Yan moves deeper into the gambling shop and enters one of the rooms.
Inside, Shop Owner Liu Tai is hurriedly packing his belongings. The moment he sees Shan Yan, he rushes toward him, kneels before him, and speaks in a pleading voice.
"Sir, please! I'm begging you, spare my life. I'll give you anything you ask for. Just spare my life. I don't know who you are. but Please, sir spare me!"
When Su Lin reaches the room and sees Liu Tai pleading, he looks at Shan Yan and asks,
"Are you going to kill him too?"
Instead of answering, Shan Yan acts.
He swings his sword and cuts Liu Tai's neck.
Blood immediately splatters across the room, with some of it even landing on Shan Yan's face.
Shan Yan then looks toward Su Lin and says,
"Come on. We need to take all the spirit stones from here. Take as many as you can, as quickly as possible."
Su Lin looks at Shan Yan in disbelief.
"Are you serious right now? You've already killed almost six people, and now you're robbing this place as well! What is wrong with you, Shan Yan?"
His voice is filled with anger and confusion.
"They were all innocent! They didn't do anything to us. So why? Why did you kill them?"
Hearing Su Lin's words, Shan Yan looks at him and says in a cold voice,
"It doesn't matter, Su Lin. What I say to you right now won't change anything. If you want to know the answer, then follow me. First, we need to leave this Jin Clan at all costs."
But before Su Lin can pursue Shan Yan any further, a voice comes from outside the gambling shop.
The voice belongs to a young man and carries an air of authority.
"You two brats! How dare you kill our people in our own clan's city? Today, you two will become an example for anyone who seeks to harm us!"
At that moment, Shan Yan grabs Su Lin's hand. The sword in his other hand begins to glow. Without saying a word, Shan Yan swings his sword toward the opposite side of the shop.
When the sword strikes the wooden wall, it shatters with a powerful blast, creating an opening through which Su Lin and Shan Yan can escape.
As Shan Yan and Su Lin leave the gambling shop, everyone around them looks at them with fear and curiosity.
Looking around, Shan Yan spots a man driving a horse carriage. He immediately moves toward him, throws him off the carriage, and takes control of it.
Su Lin quickly sits in the back of the carriage.
By then, the Jin Clan members have already arrived on their flying swords. Seeing them, Shan Yan pulls hard on the reins, urging the horses forward.
He then throws the sword in his hand toward the Jin Clan members. The moment the sword reaches them, it suddenly self-destructs.
While the Jin Clan members are still trying to regain their balance, Shan Yan and Su Lin's carriage has already picked up considerable speed.
Seeing this, all of them immediately chase after them.
On the roads of the Jin Clan, Shan Yan does everything he can to make the horses run at their full speed.
The Jin Clan members slowly begin catching up to them.
But before they can get any closer, Shan Yan repeatedly throws a new sword toward them each time.
Every sword self-destructs upon reaching the Jin Clan members, injuring several of them during the chase.
"You bastards! How dare you kill our clan members and humiliate us? If I don't catch you and kill you on the street today, I will never rest in peace!"
"Scoundrels! If you have the guts, then fight us like men!"
As the Jin Clan members chase after them, they hurl insults and threats toward Shan Yan and Su Lin.
However, Shan Yan doesn't pay any attention to their words, as if this kind of situation is completely ordinary to him.
But suddenly, a flying sword shoots toward their carriage, aiming directly for Shan Yan's head.
Before the sword can reach them, Shan Yan grabs Su Lin and jumps out of the carriage.
The flying sword strikes the carriage.
BOOM!
The carriage is instantly torn apart.
"Haha! A Ninth Circle of the Qi Refining Stage brat has come to kill us. Haha, our luck has really opened up today!"
After regaining his balance, Shan Yan looks up at a figure in the sky. The figure is dressed in a blue robe and appears to be around the same age as Shan Yan. Seeing him, Shan Yan mocks him arrogantly.
"So, it was you who caused all this trouble and killed all these people? Now you two have nowhere left to run. Die already, and don't waste too much of my time."
Hearing the boy words, Shan Yan takes two swords out of his storage bag and hands one of them to Su Lin.
"Go toward the western exit. I'll take care of something here and come after you."
After saying this, Shan Yan looks at the boy and smiles.
"Forgive me, brat, but I have no intention of dying just yet. However, if you do, then I would be more than happy to fulfill that wish of yours."
Hearing Shan Yan's words, the boy charges toward him. Shan Yan also charges toward him, sword in hand, while Su Lin runs toward the exit.
Seeing Su Lin escape, a few Jin Clan members immediately chase after him, while the others stay behind to help the man kill Shan Yan.
'Shan Yan, what are you thinking? Why did you bring me into this? And this Jin Clan just refuses to stop chasing me. It seems I'll have to use my cultivation base.'
Thinking this, the Qi circle inside Su Lin's dantian begins to rotate, and that same feeling of strength immediately fills his body.
With an explosive burst of power, Su Lin dashes toward the exit at shocking speed.
Seeing Su Lin's speed, the Jin Clan members grit their teeth and continue chasing after him.
In the world of cultivation, unless an individual has reached a sufficiently high cultivation level, they must use their spiritual energy with great caution.
The paths within a cultivator's dantian represent how quickly they can absorb and restore the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth. However, the rate of recovery is still much slower compared to the rate at which spiritual energy is consumed.
Because of this, no cultivator wants to waste their spiritual energy.
Su Lin is the same. He can only afford to preserve his spiritual energy for crucial moments.
However, the people chasing him are also experienced cultivators. They continue pursuing him on their flying swords, maintaining their chase for a long time.
Although it may appear that Su Lin has the upper hand because of his speed, in reality, he is still surrounded by danger.
Once either his stamina or his stored spiritual energy is exhausted, he will have to fight more than one opponent by himself.
And in that situation, his death is almost certain.
Thinking of this, Su Lin runs without holding anything back.