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Three Sins Against Heaven-Chapter 53 – Use a borrowed knife to kill
Jordan Shen felt the chill from the sword tip and saw the murderous intent in Ghost Guest's eyes. He couldn't help but swallow hard and began to plead.
"Senior Brother Ghost Guest, I was wrong. Please, be the bigger person and spare my life. I'll do anything you ask if you let me go."
"My people, even if they're just Spirit Slaves, are not for you to touch." Ghost Guest pressed the sword an inch deeper, the tip creating a deep indentation in Jordan Shen's throat, just a hair's breadth from piercing through. "Since we're betting our lives, only one of us will walk away today."
"Senior Brother Ghost Guest, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I promise I'll never provoke you again. Please, don't kill me." Jordan Shen trembled all over, so scared that he wet his pants.
Ghost Guest looked at him with disdain, grabbed Jordan Shen by the hair, and dragged him in front of Laura Jiang and Little Tiger. He gave them healing pills and then stood up, raising his bronze sword towards Jordan Shen.
"Dare to harm my people, and this is your fate."
Jordan Shen quickly prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to Laura Jiang and Little Tiger.
"I was wrong, I apologize to you both. Please, forgive me."
Little Tiger remained indifferent, but Laura Jiang was filled with shock. She had never imagined that Jordan Shen would kneel and apologize to her, nor that Ghost Guest would go to such lengths for them.
Ghost Guest squatted down slowly, grabbed Jordan Shen's hair, and lifted his head, whispering in his ear, "If you want to live, it's simple. Tell me who is behind this plot against me."
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"This..." Jordan Shen glanced at John Wei, hesitating.
"Hmm?" Ghost Guest frowned and thrust the sword towards Jordan Shen's throat.
Jordan Shen was terrified, quickly scrambling back a few steps, narrowly avoiding the thrust. Seeing the murderous Ghost Guest, he was scared out of his wits.
"I'll tell, I'll tell. It's the Mountain Lord. He knows we don't get along, so he..."
John Wei suddenly dashed forward, grabbing Jordan Shen by the throat and snapping his neck with a burst of energy.
"You dog, still spouting nonsense at the brink of death!" John Wei cursed fiercely, then turned to Ghost Guest, his usually fierce face now showing a hint of a flattering smile. "Junior Brother Ghost Guest, don't listen to his nonsense. He's gone mad, and mad dogs bite indiscriminately."
Even if being a personal disciple was just a title, it was still a personal disciple. If Jordan Shen revealed that he was being bullied, Jiang He's reputation would be ruined.
Apart from Ghost Guest and Mark Ye, all other personal disciples were Foundation Establishment cultivators. If any one of them cared about this matter, Jiang He would be in serious trouble. His fifth level of Qi Refinement was nothing compared to Foundation Establishment cultivators.
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To prevent Jordan Shen from implicating Mountain Lord Jiang He, John Wei had no choice but to kill him decisively.
"Why did you kill him, Senior Brother?" Ghost Guest asked in surprise.
John Wei was stunned, realizing he had fallen into Ghost Guest's trap. At that moment, he had only thought of silencing Jordan Shen and hadn't considered the consequences.
"I was just helping you vent your anger. Since the bet was made, he naturally deserved to die for losing." John Wei forced a smile.
"Is that so?" Ghost Guest feigned sudden realization, cupping his hands in salute with a smile. "Thank you, Senior Brother Wei, for your righteous intervention. Our Master forbids internal killings. Senior Brother Wei, having committed such a grave offense, you'd better flee quickly."
John Wei was completely stunned. "Why should I flee? You made the bet, I was just helping you."
"But I didn't intend to kill him. I was just messing with him." Ghost Guest shrugged, then changed his tone. "Didn't everyone just say that our Master forbids internal killings and that I shouldn't violate his prohibition with a personal bet? I have always respected our Master and wouldn't dare defy his orders. I didn't intend to kill him, so why did you?"
"You!" John Wei was furious, pointing at Ghost Guest, but couldn't find the words to argue.
He had killed Jordan Shen, and as long as Ghost Guest insisted he didn't intend to kill, John Wei would be left speechless.
"Or perhaps..." Ghost Guest paused, then said word by word, "Senior Brother thinks he can freely violate our Master's prohibition?"
"I, I, I..." John Wei was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, unable to find a defense.
"Junior Brother Ghost Guest, don't make baseless accusations." Jiang He's voice suddenly rang out. The onlookers turned to see him approaching, quickly making way.
Jiang He walked up to Ghost Guest, gave him a serious look, then slapped John Wei hard. "Useless! When Jordan Shen tried to kill Junior Brother Ghost Guest, you should have intervened immediately. Junior Brother Ghost Guest is our Master's personal disciple. If anything happened to him, how would I explain it to our Master?"
John Wei was even more bewildered, not knowing what to say, and could only lower his head.
Clearly, it was Ghost Guest who wanted to kill Jordan Shen. How did it turn into Jordan Shen wanting to kill Ghost Guest?
"Junior Brother Ghost Guest, are you alright?" Jiang He asked with a smile.
Ghost Guest replied indifferently, "Thanks to Senior Brother Wei's timely intervention, I'm fine."
"That's good." Jiang He smiled slightly, then turned to the crowd behind him, saying in a deep voice, "Jordan Shen bore a grudge against Junior Brother Ghost Guest and tried to kill him in broad daylight today. Fortunately, John Wei arrived in time to save Junior Brother Ghost Guest. Jordan Shen's crime of attempting to kill a fellow disciple deserves death. I will report this matter. Does anyone have any objections?"
The crowd wisely kept silent, shaking their heads. Jiang He's words were clearly meant to unify their story. Anyone who didn't understand that would be a fool.
"Mountain Lord is wise." Ghost Guest cupped his hands in salute.
"No need for thanks. As the Mountain Lord of Dusk Mountain, I cannot allow such reckless behavior." Jiang He waved his hand and turned to leave.
"Mountain Lord, please wait." Ghost Guest suddenly called out.
"What is it, Junior Brother?" Jiang He turned back, smiling at Ghost Guest.
Ghost Guest pointed at Jordan Shen's corpse. "May I ask how this person should be dealt with?"
"What does Junior Brother think?" Jiang He still wore a smile, as if he had no connection to Jordan Shen.
Ghost Guest said, "This person was audacious. I wish to hang his head at the foot of Dusk Mountain as a warning to others."
"Very well." Jiang He nodded without hesitation. "Do as you wish."
"And his storage bag?" Ghost Guest asked.
"He disrespected you, so his storage bag naturally belongs to you." Jiang He said calmly, giving John Wei a look before turning to leave.
John Wei followed reluctantly, glaring at Ghost Guest as he left.
Ghost Guest ignored him, beheading Jordan Shen and hanging his head on a tree at the foot of the mountain.
He knew this would only make Jiang He hate him more, but since he had decided to side with Douglas Situ, he couldn't be indecisive.
They were already enemies; why consider the other's feelings?
The crowd sighed. They never expected Jordan Shen to die like this.
Although it was John Wei who killed him, it was clear to everyone that John Wei was just a tool, and Ghost Guest was the one wielding it.
Previously, many cultivators of Dusk Mountain looked down on Ghost Guest as a personal disciple. But after witnessing him poison Jordan Shen with just Qi Refinement Level One and seeing his methods and cunning today, their disdain had turned to respect and even a bit of fear.
Ghost Guest carried Little Tiger on his back and waved to Cynthia Jiang in the distance. Cynthia quickly ran over, carrying Laura Jiang on her back, and followed Ghost Guest up the mountain.
The cultivators who had been watching from the beginning all took a step back, making way for Ghost Guest.