Barging In

As the loud voice echoed, the entire New Sword Sect was shaken. The faces of the various figures revealed different expressions: some were fired up and excited, some were ashen, and others wailed in despair...

Even the few elders who had chased out of the main hall doors were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground, muttering under their breath.

"It's over, it's over..."

Obviously, in their eyes, the Golden Saber Sect was an invincible existence. Even if Yi Feng had hidden his true strength and managed to defeat their head disciple, it was absolutely impossible for him to defeat the sect master.

Mobilizing the entire sect to attack like this was tantamount to seeking their own destruction.

Yi Feng paid no mind to the pessimistic remarks, simply waiting quietly in front of the main hall. He knew very well that the current New Sword Sect was mostly made up of the old remnants of the Dangjian Sect and was not entirely trustworthy. It was difficult to completely transform them in a short time. He wanted to use this expedition to test and select the true members of the New Sword Sect!

The reality did not disappoint him.

Even though nearly half of the disciples had cowardly gazes, there were still many new disciples brimming with fighting spirit.

These new disciples were the ones worth focusing on and cultivating. Whether they were called reckless or ignorant of the depths of the world, that fearless will to fight was the true heart of a cultivator. If they were bullied until they lost all their blood nature, even if they luckily broke through in their cultivation, they would be hindered by heart demons and destined to amount to nothing.

Sweeping his gaze across the crowd, Yi Feng already had a good idea of the situation and immediately issued his final order.

"This expedition to the Golden Saber Sect is of great significance for our sect's foundation, and naturally, it is extremely dangerous. It is entirely voluntary. If anyone wishes to stay behind and guard the sect, I will not blame them."

"Those willing to fight, take one step forward!"

As his deep voice spread, a small half of the figures in front of the hall stepped forward firmly without any hesitation. After a few breaths of waiting, another third of the people stepped forward.

The rest looked at each other and silently stayed where they were.

With a rough glance, there were a good thirty or forty disciples worth cultivating. This number already made Yi Feng quite gratified. He couldn't be bothered to wait any longer, let alone pay attention to the few elders who were begging for forgiveness.

With a wave of his long sleeve, the numerous disciples followed closely behind him!

Two hours later.

South of Mount Tiandang, courtyards surrounded the foot of the mountain, filled with carved buildings.

The grand and imposing manor in the distance was exactly where the Golden Saber Sect was located.

The head disciple, Lu Fengchun, had returned with his group and was currently kneeling in the main hall giving his report.

"Reporting to Master."

"Your disciple is ashamed. I was defeated by the sect master of the New Sword Sect, disgracing our sect's prestige. I ask Master to punish me!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire hall was in an uproar. The elders whispered to each other, their eyes full of astonishment.

Even the old man sitting securely in the seat of honor slightly raised his eyes, the smile on his face suddenly freezing.

"What?"

"Fengchun, you actually couldn't defeat the sect master of a seventh-grade sect? I placed such high hopes on you, even thinking of handing over the legacy of the Golden Saber Sect to you in the future. Now it seems this old man has misjudged you!"

Hearing the deep, angry voice, Lu Fengchun lowered his kneeling body even further. Urgency surfaced in his eyes as he hurriedly spoke up to defend himself!

"Master, please see clearly!"

"It's not that your disciple is incompetent, but that the New Sword Sect Master is too cunning! He is clearly able to manifest his spiritual energy, which means he must have broken through to the Heaven's Gate Realm, yet he still calls himself a seventh-grade sect master. Your disciple was caught off guard for a moment, which is how that thief won!"

Even though his heart was beating wildly, Lu Fengchun didn't blush at all. He spoke these words incredibly naturally.

However.

The Golden Saber Sect Master, Jin Weiyuan, who sat high in the seat of honor, was no ordinary figure. He knew his disciple like the back of his hand and instantly picked up on a few clues, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.

"To be able to step into the Taichu Realm as a rogue cultivator, and still act low-key as a seventh-grade sect master... Put this way, this person is quite talented and has an extraordinary temperament."

"For such a talent to only lead a hundred people in a seventh-grade sect is too much of a pity. If we can bring him into our Golden Saber Sect, it would be a beautiful thing."

Hearing this made Lu Fengchun's heart clench, his eyes becoming increasingly panicked.

"Master?!"

He knew better than anyone that if Yi Feng came, his position as the head disciple would probably not be guaranteed, and he would definitely lose his power from then on!

In his urgency, Lu Fengchun hurriedly began to spout nonsense.

"Master, please reconsider!"

"That person is nothing but a treacherous scoundrel and absolutely cannot be trusted. Moreover, he has already damaged the prestige of our Golden Saber Sect and acts incredibly arrogantly. I'm afraid he wouldn't be willing to join our sect..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jin Weiyuan stroked his beard and burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha..."

"Fine birds choose the best trees to nest in. He is no ordinary person and will definitely understand this principle. Being able to join our Golden Saber Sect is a blessing that many people can only envy. With resources and cultivation methods for him to choose from, who in this world would refuse?"

Hearing this, Lu Fengchun awkwardly lowered his head, a look of teeth-gritting unwillingness on his face.

Right at this moment, a disciple's report came from outside the door!

"Reporting to Master!"

"There is a person who calls himself the New Sword Sect Master..."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Jin Weiyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud, his eyes full of the confident light of having everything under control!

"Hahaha!"

"This old man has always been able to predict things like a god. I asserted that this kid is definitely not someone who doesn't understand the times, and hasn't he come to pay his respects and join us?"

"Quickly bring him in. This old man wants to see for himself the quality of this uncut jade!"

As soon as his voice fell.

The disciple outside the door suddenly sounded even more frantic!

"Master! He, he has already led his people and fought his way into the martial arts arena. He's about to fight his way into the main hall!"

The expressions of everyone present drastically changed, and Jin Weiyuan was also suddenly stunned.

The next moment.

With a muffled thud, several disciples were actually knocked into the main hall, collapsing on the ground, wailing and curling up in pain!

All of this happened too suddenly.

It wasn't until he saw the disciples collapsed in the main hall that Jin Weiyuan believed someone actually dared to fight their way in. An ominous look instantly flashed in his eyes as he stared fixedly at the main doors!

A few breaths later.

Sure enough, a young man in white clothes steadily stepped in. His youthful appearance was beyond expectation, shocking the surrounding elders so much that their eyes widened.