Immortal Martial: Gu Changqing, Disciple of the Academy, Sends You to Your Death

The moon here is the moon above, and the man before me is a man of unyielding pride.

An old man stands ramrod straight on blood-soaked earth, a broken sword in his hand.

His robe stirs though there is no wind, and a trace of unwillingness seems to linger between his brows.

He watches a young man in white slowly approach beneath the moonlight.

"You're only a mere ninth-rank cultivator. What makes you think you can covet what belongs to me, just like the others?!"

Gu Changge stops at those words and sets down the stone tablet he has been carrying on his back.

Across the mountain of corpses and sea of blood between them, he clasps his hands to the old man.

"Gu Changge, disciple of the Academy."

"I have come..."

"To send you to your death!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.