Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

At the critical moment, a sound came from afar.

Gu Chou's brows furrowed, and he shouted, "Retreat!"

It was too late to leave.

A sharp whistle pierced the sky, and the sword energy was fierce, causing everyone to retreat several feet!

The sword arrives before the man!

The pure white sword was stuck in front of Shen Zhezhu, emitting a chilling aura that lowered the temperature of the space. Like a guardian deity, it shook the myriad swords in mid-air, and cracks dozens of feet long burst open beneath everyone's feet.

A lazy voice came from the air, "Gu Yao has a sword; is there anyone here who can withstand it?"

The three members of the Tianqian Sect felt a pang of pain in their hearts as they looked at the familiar sword before them—Zhu Yan.

Gu Yao is still Gu Yao, but he is no longer associated with the Tianqian Sect.

Even the way she addresses people, Xiao Yao, is to avoid any impropriety.

A white figure gracefully descended. Gu Yao raised his hand and lifted the black cloak, revealing a delicate and flawless face with a hint of illness, yet it did not diminish his charm in the slightest.

Everyone present had seen Gu Yao before, after all, Gu Yao was among the youngest people present.

Which sect wouldn't have paid attention to such a brilliant and talented junior?

His gaze was cold as he looked indifferently at the crowd before him, his fingertips flicking lightly, and Zhu Yan was in his grasp.

"Gu Yao has a sword; who dares to take its blow?"

His expression was arrogant as he stood in front of Shen Zhezhu, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd, but he didn't take anyone seriously.

Or rather, there was no one he cared about.

The Valley Master of Ten Thousand Beasts Valley wiped the blood from his face. He looked at the arrogant man before him, his eyes dark and his voice sinister, tinged with gritted teeth, "Gu Yao, are you determined to protect this demon? Are you determined to remain so stubborn?"

Gu Yao smiled, raised his sword, and countless swords scattered, forcing everyone to set up a defensive stance.

He lightly raised his wrist, the tip of his sword pointing at the Valley Master of Ten Thousand Beasts Valley, his expression disdainful. He snorted, "Wan Yun, it's only natural for a master to save his disciple. How can you say he's stubborn and unrepentant? How come you haven't made any progress after all these years, you fool!"

Shen Zhezhu was already in a daze, but she heard those words clearly.

He struggled to open his eyes, looked up at the person in front of him, and forced a smile.

So, Master still considers me his disciple?

Wan Yun's face instantly darkened, and the hatred in her eyes as she looked at Gu Yao was impossible to suppress.

This person always manages to ruin his plans.

This was true when the sect competition was held, and it will be true now as he is about to achieve great success.

This person is still as annoying as ever!

As long as Gu Yao is around, they will all be buried under his halo of genius.

He would never forget the final of the sect competition, when Gu Yao broke through his defense with one sword, deflected his sword moves with two swords, and with three swords, pressed against his throat, delivering his verdict.

"you lose."

The boy had a flamboyant look in his eyes, but his expression was indifferent. He finished the match with three sword strikes, yet he didn't seem to care at all.

As the elders bestowed honors, he turned and left Five Elements Mountain.

He waved his hand and said he was going to see the lanterns at the foot of the mountain.

He casually discarded the title of "first-class scholar".

It looked like some kind of garbage.

And he was the one who picked up the trash.

What he pursued day and night was utterly insignificant in his eyes.

From then on, he dared not slack off day and night, diligently cultivating and striving to catch up with Gu Yao.

But there are some people who are born to be the chosen ones.

It is beyond the reach of others.

Gu Yao is such a person.

He could never forget his master's gaze, watching him diligently cultivate, yet always shaking his head and sighing, "I still can't compare to Gu Xuanzhi. How could such a promising talent have fallen into his lap?"

His diligence and hard work seemed like a joke at that moment.

Ridiculous!

Heaven knows how happy he was when he learned that this person had betrayed the Tianqian Sect. In the past two years, the Ten Thousand Beasts Valley has also been showing its prowess. These have been the two most comfortable years for him.

It seems everyone has forgotten about Gu Yao.

Gu Yao has not made any further appearances.

But now that he saw him, he realized that he was still the same chosen one.

A prodigy who far surpasses his peers and outshines his predecessors.

Gu Yao is someone one can only look up to.

Gu Yao raised his hand, and wisps of cold air slowly emanated from the vermilion and silver-white sword, condensing into ice around him.

"Is there no one who dares to take a single blow from my sword? Then I'll take that person with me!"

Everyone present looked ashen-faced, yet no one dared to utter a word.

If Shen Zhezhu stunned everyone with a single, dazzling sword strike...

Gu Yao's power was the result of accumulated pressure over time.

Since he formed his core at the age of eighteen, he has never been defeated in any battle!

The title of the number one prodigy is earned through hard work and dedication.

No one dares to move!

No one dared to challenge his authority.

Gu Yao scoffed lightly and sheathed Zhu Yan.

Looking at the person kneeling on the ground, soaked in blood, he pursed his lips, feeling a bit angry, and reached out to scoop the person up.

A flash of white, stained with dirty blood, appeared before Shen Zhezhu's eyes. He forced himself to take a step back, but Gu Yao pressed him down.

He hissed in a low voice, "What's all this commotion about?"

Shen Zhezhu leaned against Gu Yao's shoulder, the cool fragrance of plum blossoms filling his nostrils—a scent that brought him peace of mind and made his eyes sting.

The boy choked back tears as he spoke, "Master, you've finally... come."

His voice was choked, as if he had suffered a great injustice, but he didn't utter a single complaint.

Gu Yao paused, his nose stinging with tears. He supported the swaying man and pulled him close.

She gently brushed aside the white hair on the boy's forehead and softly comforted him, "I'm here."

A smile played on the boy's lips as he let himself sink into darkness.

Seeing the intimacy between the two that clearly went beyond the bond between master and disciple, everyone present turned even darker.

Gu Yao had no interest in paying attention to them; he only had one day left!

He couldn't let them know that he was forcing himself to come and save Shen Zhezhu.

Gu Yao withdrew Wu Jue, and Gu Lian's half-body instantly turned into dust and dissipated.

He sighed softly, looked away from the crowd, and left with his two swords.

Once the oppressive aura had completely dissipated and the temperature in the space had slowly returned to normal, someone dared to speak, gritting their teeth and saying, "Simply shameless!"

Before the others could even chime in, Tianxing's sword grazed the man's cheek, shaving off a strand of his hair.

The whole audience could hear the needle drop.

His black hair slowly drifted down, and Tianxing returned to its sheath. Gu Ce's eyes narrowed slightly. "If you dare to talk nonsense again, the next sword will be your tongue."

The man dared not speak out in anger, after all, he couldn't afford to offend the Tianqian Sect.

Wan Yun sneered, "Oh, what a show of power! Is the Tianqian Sect going to protect those two devils?"

Gu Ce turned to look at Wan Yun, his fingertips touching Tianxing, his eyes dark and gloomy, "Wan Yun!"

Gu Chou stepped forward and grabbed Gu Ce, who tried to shake Gu Chou off.

Their senior brother will probably give them some kind of "putting the big picture first" talk again. To hell with putting the big picture first.

Even if he loses this identity today, he will absolutely not let these scoundrels say a bad word about Xiao Yao.

"Master Wan, are you declaring war on my Tianqian Sect?"

Gu Chou's voice was deep, yet it carried the majesty of a sect leader and the pressure of a Void Refinement stage cultivator, making most of the people present feel breathless.

Gu Ce paused, looking up in surprise. In the sunlight, Gu Chou's face was cold and expressionless.

Gu Mei sighed softly, then stepped forward and put her arm around Gu Ce's shoulder, the meaning of which was self-evident.

The sect leader and two peak masters of the Tianqian Sect both want to protect Gu Yao!

No matter what Gu Yao becomes, they will protect him.

They will always protect their junior brother!