A few flying swords circled in the sky.
They suddenly dove down sharply and fell behind Chen Xia.
He tested that the Blood Ignition Soul Extinguishment method was also effective against the flying swords, but it was not too useful, possibly because the flying swords were not completely considered mastery of mystic arts.
After retrieving the flying swords back into his body, Chen Xia flashed back to his own hut.
Zhang DaoMing asked doubtfully, “Where did you go?”
“Wandering around,” Chen Xia casually replied. He sat down on the bench, intending to continue slacking off, but before he could sit down, he suddenly paused, his gaze looking towards the door.
An aura that was swift and fierce suddenly arrived, stopping at the door. It charged in, with traces of blood spilling down first, followed by Bai Jie’s panicked voice shouting,
“Brother, I beg you, please save our Sect Master!”
Chen Xia glanced at him, took out an orange from his pocket, and handed it to Bai Jie, saying, “Don’t panic, speak slowly. Have an orange first.”
Bai Jie took the orange and swallowed it whole without even chewing twice. Then he knelt down again and kowtowed to Chen Xia directly.
“I beg you, please save our Sect Master, please!”
Seeing that Bai Jie did not even taste the sourness of the orange, Chen Xia also realized the emergency of the situation. He frowned and asked,
“What happened to Zhen Hu?”
“The Triumphant Mountain Patriarch led an attack and massacred the entire Starry Sky Pill Sect. The casualties within the sect were extremely heavy. The current Starry Sky Pill Sect has now collapsed and fallen apart. Sect Master was unable to escape and is hung at the top of the Starry Sky Pill Sect. The scorching sunlight is tormenting his soul. If we don’t go rescue him soon, he will be destroyed!”
Bai Jie spoke with grief and indignation, with sorrowful emotions.
“Triumphant Mountain is so ruthless?” Chen Xia asked in confusion. Zhen Hu had said before that he was not too afraid of Triumphant Mountain. How did he get his sect annihilated by Triumphant Mountain in a blink of an eye?
Bai Jie gritted his teeth and said heavily in grief and indignation,
“The Triumphant Mountain Patriarch has broken through to the Sixth Heavenly Layer of the Heaven Mending Realm. Moreover, they were actually hiding another cultivator at the Fifth Heavenly Layer of the Heaven Mending Realm. With such battle prowess, no one in the entire Realm Middle Layer could match them. The other sects also did not dare to help the Starry Sky Pill Sect.”
“So powerful. How did you escape then?” Chen Xia suddenly asked.
Bai Jie was stunned. He lowered his head, unable to speak.
Chen Xia continued, “You know I'm the Grand Elder of your Starry Sky Pill Sect, you know I'm the Master Alchemist, you know I have the backing of the quasi-emperor behind me. Triumphant Mountain still dared to attack the Starry Sky Pill Sect?”
He normalized his expression and explained,
“So the reason is obvious. They were aiming for me. Your escape and plea for help were also within their calculations.”
Bai Jie was stunned. His face then turned ashen, realizing that Zhen Hu was just bait to lure out Chen Xia, the big fish.
Would Chen Xia take the bait?
Bai Jie did not know. He only knew that if it were up to him, he would probably not go.
There was no reason to head towards the tiger’s den!
To attack the Starry Sky Pill Sect, it was undoubtedly because Chen Xia had taken Qin Guan’s Soul Lantern and also humiliated Triumphant Mountain later at the Ten Thousand Sects Assembly.
That was why they decided to attack the Starry Sky Pill Sect.
Bai Jie raised his head. There was actually a hint of joy on his face. “Is that true? Are you really willing to make a move?”
“I’ll only make a move, I won’t guarantee that I can definitely save Zhen Hu.” Chen Xia said.
Facing a Sixth Heavenly Layer Heaven Mending Realm and a Fifth Heavenly Layer Heaven Mending Realm cultivator, Chen Xia really had no confidence that he could save Zhen Hu from their hands.
Fortunately, he had just comprehended the Blood Ignition Soul Extinguishment method, which gave him a bit more confidence. Otherwise, he would only have the Law of Past and Future as his final trump card.
“Let’s go.” Chen Xia patted his sleeves and casually picked up the bag of oranges, adding, “The earlier we go, the earlier we return.”
“Alright!” Bai Jie hurriedly got up to lead the way for Chen Xia.
“Be careful.” Zhang DaoMing suddenly called out.
Chen Xia did not turn back. With his back facing Zhang DaoMing, he waved and laughed,
“Wait for me to come back to keep you company.”
“Great!” Zhang DaoMing also laughed in response, knowing it was meant as words of comfort.
Chen Xia's figure grew further and further away, just like every time he left home.
Bai Jie anxiously led the way ahead, while Chen Xia kept walking at a leisurely pace. He took out another orange, split it into halves and gave one half to Bai Jie, laughing,
“Try it, eat it slowly this time.”
Bai Jie took it. As Chen Xia said, he carefully savored it, but he did not have much reaction. On the contrary, his expression remained the same.
This left Chen Xia rather puzzled.
“Sweet?” he asked doubtfully.
“Sweet!” Bai Jie affirmed.
Chen Xia did not quite believe it. He tasted his half of the orange. His expression immediately changed. He spat it out, even more bewildered.
“You call this sweet?”
“Anything given by you is sweet.” Bai Jie affirmed.
“Bootlickers really are amazing,” Chen Xia nodded.
The two of them had arrived between the Realm Middle Layer. They headed straight towards the Starry Sky Pill Sect’s territory.
The sunlight was dazzling.
Zhen Hu was hung at the very top, his breath faint, already showing signs of impending death.
Below, the Triumphant Mountain cultivators discussed among themselves.
“This Zhen Hu is just an intermediate-grade alchemy master. He used to be so arrogant. Now he has become like this. It’s really funny.”
“I didn’t expect the once high and mighty Zhen Hu to end up in such circumstances either. It's really lamentable. Hahaha.”
“...”
There were many onlooking cultivators who had come to watch the lively scene. There were also many comments.
“Offending Triumphant Mountain leads to this outcome. It's not just Zhen Hu. The entire Realm Middle Layer is the same.”
A proud voice suddenly rang out, accompanied by footsteps appearing among the crowd.
Qin Guan coldly laughed as he looked up at the half-dead Zhen Hu above. He shook his head and said,
“Some people won't shed tears until they see the coffin, but unfortunately when they do see the coffin, there is no chance left for regrets.”
The surrounding cultivators echoed repeatedly.
“What Young Master Qin said makes sense. That's indeed the case.”
“That’s right. How could the Starry Sky Pill Sect dare provoke Triumphant Mountain’s status? Zhen Hu previously really ate the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!”
“Zhen Hu is also a fearless fellow to actually dare offend Young Master Qin.”
“...”
There were many words.
Qin Guan had a smile at the corner of his mouth, very much enjoying it. He squinted and stared at Zhen Hu above.
His eyebrows suddenly jerked. He saw the emergence of dense tiny black dots at the edge of the sky.
It looked like... rain?
He was a little puzzled but soon horrified.
It was not rain, it was swords!
The myriad of sword rain unanimously fell onto the ground, stacking up from bottom to top into a towering sword pillar.
Finally, a figure in green shirt stood at the top of the sword pillar. He rolled up his sleeves, looked up at everyone and laughed,
“Instead of just evaluating Zhen Hu, why don’t you evaluate me too?”
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