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

When Gu Yao arrived at the North Sea wielding the Cijing Sword, Xun Yan had just returned from the Celestial Clan.

The two bumped into each other at the entrance of the North Sea Dragon Palace.

When Gu Yao saw Xun Yan's appearance, he sneered, his heart filled with unspoken anger. He picked up the Ci Jing sword and walked toward Xun Yan with murderous intent.

Every step was exceptionally clear in the quiet atmosphere.

Xun Yan was also taken aback when he saw Gu Yao.

It seemed he hadn't expected his identity to be exposed so suddenly.

After a moment of stunned silence, he understood why Gu Yao had come.

They also knew that their identities had been exposed.

The Dragon Palace guards, seeing that someone was trying to harm their crown prince, could not tolerate it and surrounded Gu Yao.

If the Crown Prince of Beihai were beaten at the entrance of the Beihai Dragon Palace, wouldn't he lose face?

Gu Yao's emerald eyes gleamed with a crazed light amidst the shimmering water, and he looked at the group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals as if they were a bunch of dead things.

Seeing its master in trouble and sensing the murderous intent churning within Gu Yao, the Cijing Sword emitted a violent hum, and the pressure it released instantly made the dozen or so guards kneel on the ground.

Gu Yao stood in the center, coldly glancing at the group of people kneeling on the ground, as if looking at ants.

Disdain!

Without giving them another glance, she lifted her foot and walked towards Xun Yan's direction.

The guard captain, however, gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up to stop Gu Yao.

If this unknown person were to injure His Highness the Crown Prince today, then all of them would be doomed.

Gu Yao tilted his head, a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he hadn't expected anyone to be able to stand up under Ci Jing's oppressive aura.

He was just a guard squad leader.

He has perseverance.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

After that moment of surprise, Gu Yao's eyes remained stagnant as he looked at the trembling person trying to stop him, without the slightest fluctuation.

He raised his hand, intending to kill the person blocking his way.

Since they didn't want the chance to survive, they shouldn't blame him for being ruthless.

Xun Yan, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, saw Gu Yao's murderous intent, sighed slightly, stepped forward, patted the guard captain on the shoulder, and ordered him to leave.

He didn't want anyone to lose their life in vain.

The captain of the guard glanced at Xun Yan in astonishment, seeing not a trace of a joke on that handsome face.

The guard captain opened his mouth, but didn't say anything more, and obediently stepped aside.

He knew his crown prince was serious.

So who exactly is this boy-like person?

The oppressive aura emanating from him was terrifying.

She can also converse with His Highness the Crown Prince on equal footing.

The guard captain stepped aside to catch his breath and kept a close eye on the two men.

Be ready to step forward and protect Xunyan at any time.

Gu Yao didn't care about the other small fry.

Let it go.

After all, his only target was the Prince of Beihai in front of him.

He raised his eyes, glanced at Xun Yan, his emerald eyes filled with sinister killing intent, and looked at Xun Mo as if he were looking at a dead man.

The two stood silently facing each other across the Cijing Sword, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Xun Yan looked at Gu Yao's face, which had grown up and was no longer as soft and gentle as it had been in childhood. His handsome and delicate features were sharp and angular, and he had a cold and stern look.

He sighed. For the past few centuries, he had lived in constant anxiety, and he had thought countless times about what would happen if the people of You Su discovered his identity.

He thought that perhaps Gu Zhen would personally come and whip him with the golden willow whip, or perhaps Su's elders would come to his door to settle scores.

But he never imagined that this boy, who had previously been largely ignored and always protected by Gu Zhen, would come to settle scores with him.

For a moment, Xun Yan felt a sense of helplessness, sorrow, and guilt.

Gu Yao didn't care what Xun Yan was thinking. He raised the sword a few more inches, the blade aimed directly at Xun Yan's vulnerable throat.

"Crown Prince of Beihai, let's settle our personal grudges today. I do have Su Yuanliang, and fighting me wouldn't be beneath your status. The outcome of the duel is up to fate. What do you say?"

As Gu Yao spoke, he moved the mirror up two inches, aiming it at Xun Yan's handsome face. His emerald eyes followed the direction of the sword, flashing with the same cold light as the blade.

He gazed intently at Xun Yan, his tone solemn and sharp.

"Do you dare to fight?"

Xun Yan was stunned, not expecting to be provoked by Gu Yao, a young man who had just started out.

He carefully examined Gu Yao and sighed inwardly.

She's really grown up.

Xun Yan adjusted his mindset, dared not underestimate his opponent, and placed Gu Yao on an equal footing.

He raised his hand and summoned his natal spiritual artifact, the Brocade Scale Fan. With the fan open, he made full preparations and said loudly, "Please enlighten me."

Gu Yao sneered, seemingly looking down on Xun Yan's pretentious act, and raised his sword to kill the man.

He knew that although his spiritual power had greatly increased, it was still unstable.

Then we can only take advantage of Xun Yan's lack of strength and strike first!

His eyes narrowed, and he poured most of his spiritual power into the sword, carrying a sharp killing intent as it went straight for Xun Yan's face.

Strive for a fatal blow!

Sensing its master's emotions, Ci Jing's sword, imbued with spiritual energy, emitted a faint, lustrous white light, as if it were excited to behead the person before it, Gu Yao.

Xun Yan looked into Gu Yao's emerald eyes, which were filled with intense killing intent.

My heart skipped a beat!

Only at this moment did he realize clearly that this boy really wanted to kill him!

He hurriedly raised his fan to block, but was forced back by Gu Yao's fierce sword strike. Before he could regain his footing, Gu Yao's sharp sword followed closely behind.

Xun Yan was not given a moment to catch his breath.

Xun Yan was put on the defensive and could only raise his fan to defend.

His body was also cut in several places by the sharp blade.

It looked quite tragic.

The faster Gu Yao moved, the more swift and fierce his attacks became. With a flick of his wrist, he created a dazzling sword flourish.

He was looking for Xun Yan's defensive weaknesses. Even if Xun Yan didn't die today, he would be seriously injured!

The attacks became increasingly fierce, but Gu Yao remained calm and focused on finding Xun Yan's weaknesses.

Such a fierce attack would inevitably weaken Gu Yao's defense, and he would gradually be injured.

But Gu Yao didn't care at all. Instead, he continued to speed up his attack, as if he wanted to fight to the death with the person in front of him.

The longer the fight went on, the more injuries the two sustained, and Xun Yan had to focus all his attention on dealing with the attacks from the boy in front of him.

His eyes were filled with vigilance and horror.

He misjudged this boy.

He hadn't expected that Gu Yao, at such a young age, would already be able to rival him in cultivation.

Suddenly, Gu Yao reached out and flicked his wrist, abruptly magnifying the tiny flaw in Xun Yan's inkstone.

It's an opportunity!

Gu Yao's eyes lit up!

He swiftly pressed his advantage, his sharp sword aimed straight for Xun Yan's throat.

You must take the life of the person in front of you.

At the critical moment, Gu Yao felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

A spiritual blade, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, pierced through his shoulder, leaving a trail of bright red blood that slowly spread amidst the ripples in the water.

The sudden pain made Gu Yao's face turn pale, and he almost lost his grip on the Cijing Sword. Although he tried his best to steady his hand, the blade still shifted down two inches.

However, there was no time to adjust Gu Yao's mind at this moment. If Xun Yan were to react, it would be very disadvantageous for him.

This sword strike must render him powerless to retaliate!

He gritted his teeth and, without the slightest hesitation, fiercely shoved the mirror into Xun Yan's shoulder.

That look in his eyes was one of desperate madness.

Xun Yan's face turned pale, and he raised his hand and slapped Gu Yao's other shoulder, sending Gu Yao flying.

However, Xun Yan didn't get the better of him either. Gu Yao raised his other hand and slapped Xun Yan hard in the chest, delivering a fatal blow.

Gu Yao flipped over in the water, and Ci Jing was pulled out in the process, leaving a bloody shadow in the water.

After landing on the ground, he couldn't help but take a few steps back. Gu Yao inserted the sword into the crystal floor tile to cushion the impact for a few inches before finally stopping.

This shows how powerful Xun Yan's palm strike was.

Gu Yao clutched his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, which slowly dispersed in the water.

He casually wiped the blood from his lips, seemingly unconcerned about his injury.

The vibrant crimson of blood stained his pale lips, giving him a decadent and alluring air, making Gu Yao, dressed in a light blue suit, appear exceptionally wicked.

Xun Yan must be seriously injured.

He used all his strength in that sword strike and palm strike.

Phase one mission accomplished!

All he wants to know now is which bastard attacked him.

Gu Yao looked up, his eyes widening instantly, filled with astonishment.

He saw someone he never expected.