High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 598 - 414: Kill Sima Jingshu

No trickery?

Upon hearing this, Su Mu’s expression remained calm, and he said nothing. He soon understood why so many people were watching him, and many of them harbored hostility.

So that’s how it is.

Even Ye Wuhen thought Su Mu’s success in Junlin Pavilion was due to cunning rather than genuine strength. If Ye Wuhen thought so, others probably would too.

As a result, many people saw him as a tempting target, wishing to step on Su Mu to make a name for themselves.

Thinking of this, Su Mu took a sip of wine and laughed instead.

This makes it even better; the more attention on this side, the more advantageous it is for the kill on the other side.

"Let it begin."

Silver Radiance flickered in Su Mu’s eyes, his mind working on two fronts.

...

Thousands of miles away, deep within the Great Desert, a blazing sun hung high in the sky.

Though it was daylight, the oasis palace was brightly lit as if it were night.

Ever since that nightmare, every night when drowsiness hit was when Sima Jingshu felt most afraid. She had been having the same dream over the past few days.

"Madam, things have become increasingly strange lately."

"Yes, not to mention needing lights during the day, but madam couldn’t stand even a hint of sourness before. Yet now she craves sour foods..."

"Hush, do you want to die? If not, then shut up immediately. Madam is not someone you can discuss; even nine lives wouldn’t be enough for you!"

Yellow sand filled the air; two figures appeared faintly.

"Welcome, Master."

The Fire Shadow’s form shuddered, and Su Mu’s true will descended. He gazed at the oasis, no longer concealing his killing intent.

"Anything unusual these days?"

"Master, nothing unusual."

Su Mu nodded slightly, stepping towards the oasis. Dao Yi followed just a step behind with an intense fervor, trembling from sheer excitement.

The places where those close to the contemporary Martial Saint are one and all forbidden zones; even a Half-Saint wouldn’t dare step over the line at night.

Yet today, the two walked openly towards the ’forbidden zone’ of Huaxia, and this wasn’t even the first time.

At some moment, Dao Yi removed the gray cloak covering him. In his intimidating eyes, the pupils trembled and slowly split in two, like snake eyes.

Spiritual Power erupted violently, and in an instant constructed a powerful Illusion Realm, rippling out from Dao Yi like water.

"Master, it’s ready."

The two didn’t hide their traces at all, strolling leisurely into the oasis.

Creak, creak.

The sound of footsteps reached her ears. The peerless beauty on the bed awoke suddenly, her brows knitting together as she let out a sharp and angry scream.

"Bastard, do you want to die..."

However, the footsteps didn’t stop, drawing nearer. In an instant, Sima Jingshu recalled something, suddenly becoming pale as a sheet.

"Don’t come for me, don’t come for me, I didn’t kill Xiaoxie, it was that damned Su Mu who killed you, sister will avenge you by killing his whole family..."

Sima Jingshu kept retreating until she couldn’t retreat any further, burying her head in the covers. After those words, the footsteps vanished, allowing her a moment to breathe, thinking she had fallen into a nightmare again.

But the next second.

A calm and unfamiliar voice sounded in the room.

"There’s no chance left."

Hmm?

It wasn’t Xiaoxie’s voice, nor the voice of that old guy. Whose voice was it?

Before Sima Jingshu could lift the covers, she suddenly felt her neck being gripped by large hands that slowly lifted her.

"Who are you?"

Sima Jingshu screamed, both in disbelief and wanting to draw the oasis guards, thinking she’d be rescued the next second and then make this person before her wish to be dead.

Unfortunately, Sima Jingshu found surrounding silence as quiet as death, terrifyingly still aside from her own sharp voice echoing in the room.

The grip of those large hands kept tightening, her eyes being covered, and the unknown fear multiplied at this moment.

And at this very moment.

The hand strangling her fate suddenly let go.

Thud, Sima Jingshu fell heavily to the ground, then suddenly her eyes saw light again as the covers were flung away from her.

A tall and burly figure with eyes full of murderous intent appeared in her vision.

"You should recognize me, right?"

Sima Jingshu’s pupils contracted sharply, her body trembling, "It’s you, you’re the one who killed Xiaoxie, what do you want with me, are you going to kill me?!"

"What a clever woman, congratulations, you got it right."

The next second.

Su Mu gripped Sima Jingshu’s neck again, lifting her from the ground.

Yet Sima Jingshu defiantly let out a crazed laugh, coldly staring down at Su Mu, "Kill me?"

"Hahaha, do you dare kill me? No one in this world dares to kill me. I am the woman of the Overlord Blade Martial Saint. If you dare touch one hair on me today, not only will you die, your whole family will die, and your friends as well!"

Sima Jingshu looked down with a lofty gaze.

"Now I can give you an opportunity. I want you to kneel before me, to bow your head and beg me, and I might give you a chance to end your life yourself, sparing your relatives and friends."

Sima Jingshu stared fiercely at Su Mu, as if already imagining him breaking down in tears, kneeling before her in the next second.