Sparrow Catching Cup

Chapter 240 - 238. The sword has flown! (4/4)

Chapter 240: 238. The sword has flown! (4/4)


Bam!


The desk split in half under a single palm strike.


Everyone in the hall was startled, burying their heads in fear.


"Wen Ping, return my son’s life!" As he spoke, Han Feiyue’s forehead was pulsating with veins, his eyes seeming to shoot fire.


His son took several cultivators of the Profound Realm out. Who could kill his son if not someone in the Profound Middle Realm? And even if it was someone from the Profound Middle Realm, who wouldn’t know the name of Extreme Realm Mountain? Even if his son offended them, how dare they kill his son?


Cangwu City, that small place, has only one Immortal Sect.


And only the Immortal Sect would dare act so wantonly.


Murong Qing spoke then, standing up, "Brother Han, don’t be impatient, is your Essence Blood Book ready?"


"You want me to use my son as a bargaining chip? Impossible."


Han Feiyue immediately refused.


Though he longed for the Hundred Sects Alliance to take action against the Immortal Sect, he would never include his son in it. Once included, the story of his son’s death would suddenly taste different.


"Brother Han, what’s done is done; just being stubborn won’t help much. If you include your son in the book, the higher-ups will definitely sympathize more and will certainly send people to punish the Immortal Sect. Otherwise, with just our powers, we can’t even shake the Immortal Sect head-on."


What he wants is for the situation to become as dire as possible, so that the higher-ups will take it seriously. Otherwise, in such a barren place as East Lake, how would anyone above care?


"You..."


Han Feiyue was dumbstruck.


"If you don’t write it, if we just miss by a little and they don’t send anyone, your revenge won’t be fulfilled."


"Let’s discuss this later."


"Sure, there’s no rush. Think about it, I actually don’t want to do this either... Consider that the people from Mitian Sect might almost be at Cangwu City. If they can directly destroy the Immortal Sect, then you won’t need to write about your son’s death."


With that, the main hall gradually fell silent.


...


Xingyue City.


The one-star sect Profound Thunder Pavilion was recruiting disciples today, so the whole city was bustling. Almost everyone had gone to the city center—except for some who truly could not leave their work behind.


A square that could hold a hundred thousand people was densely packed at this moment.


Roof tops of the streets, window sides, were also crowded with people.


They all wanted to catch a glimpse of the cultivators’ elegance and find out which family’s sons or daughters had the good fortune to join the Profound Thunder Pavilion.


For ordinary people, having the luck to join a one-star sect was akin to turning into a phoenix, and their families would no longer need to worry about livelihood issues, as the resources from cultivation revealed could sustain the household in wealth and comfort!


Suddenly, a dark cloud appeared in the sky, growing closer and seeming to cover the entire Xingyue City. Everyone immediately looked up, shocked.


That was not a cloud!


But a giant beast spreading its wings.


Its wingspan was nearly a hundred meters, truly a colossal creature.


And the Body Refining Cultivators of the Profound Thunder Pavilion turned pale, even the Pavilion Master, a cultivator of the Body Refining Thirteenth Layer Realm, dared not breathe heavily. The pressure emanated from the giant beast made them feel overwhelming fear.


They knew about the Winged Demon of the Wing Race, and its imposing manner was nothing like this, nor was its body this large.


A lower Profound Realm demon, at most over ten meters.


But the demon before them was a hundred meters.


Boom!


The gigantic Winged Demon fell to the ground with a boom, scattering the people on the plaza in all directions. The people of Profound Thunder Pavilion were blown back several steps by the gust raised by the giant demon’s landing before steadying themselves.


Then, the demon retracted its wings.


Roar!


A furious roar shook the entire Xingyue City to its core.


The Body Refining Cultivators could hardly stand.


As they focused their gaze, what came into view was a man and a woman descending from the back of the powerful giant bird. Their presence revealed an unmatched massive aura upon the people of Profound Thunder Pavilion.


The two were definitely above the Profound Realm!


The alluring woman spoke first, "How far is it to Cangwu City from here?"


The Pavilion Master of Profound Thunder Pavilion immediately bowed in reply, "Reporting to the seniors, it is five hundred miles from here to Cangwu City."


"Sir, five hundred miles." The alluring woman promptly spoke to the house on the giant demon’s back, shortly followed by a sound of "Hmm."


The giant demon spread its wings again, soaring straight up a thousand meters high!


The people of Profound Thunder Pavilion finally breathed a sigh of relief.


Wiping the sweat-drenched back, they sat on the ground in shock.


...


Yunlan Mountain.


Wen Ping gazed at the Wandering Sword floating before him, a trace of smile on his face, for the Wandering Sword was suspended, and not in a shaky way, but fixed in place. Though not very high, it was still a meter off the ground.


After two days of intensive training, he finally had a taste of Chen Country.


He had now grasped basic techniques, with entry-level methods engrained in his mind.


At once, he put away the Wandering Sword.


While there was still time, he quickly proceeded to the Fierce Beast Trial Ground, and once again targeted the Knife-Wielding Man to practice his Sword Control Skill!


Under the enhancement of the War Intent State, Wen Ping made rapid progress, and within an hour, he managed to truly move the Wandering Sword. As it moved, it hit the head of the Knife-Wielding Man in a surprising manner.


And it penetrated three centimeters!


Although not much, it marked a promising beginning.


With just this simple flight, Wen Ping felt surely he could kill the Purity Body at the Lower Profound Realm.


Thus, two days passed.


This day, Lu Ye went up the mountain as usual, concerned that Sun Family might cause trouble again.


As it was exactly the same time yesterday that he got the medicine, Lu Ye ascended the mountain today but was told by Zhao Yi that the Sect Leader had not yet started.


Similarly, many were waiting for Wen Ping to appear.


"What exactly is Sect Leader Wen practicing, he’s nowhere to be seen?" Yun Liao couldn’t help but inquire.


If Wen Ping did not show up, neither the Ten Layers Tower nor the Nirvana House could be opened, and they desperately wanted to enter these two places now.


Qin Shan couldn’t help but sigh, "Sigh, it’s been two days, when will it end?"


Actually, not only were they anxious, Lu Ye was worried too.


But he was helpless.


Yun Liao noticed Lu Ye’s impatience and hastily said, "Lu Ye senior, if the Sect Leader doesn’t come out in an hour, you might have to send someone up the mountain to fetch the Spiritual Cuisine. According to our sect’s rules, no one who isn’t part of the sect can stay here for more than an hour."


"There’s such a rule... Can anyone help me to urge him? My ancestor is still waiting for life-saving medicine."


Lu Ye urgently inquired.


But everyone shook their heads, indicating they were powerless.


Qin Shan replied, "Once our Sect Leader says not to disturb him, nobody can go. If you do, whatever you’re trying to achieve definitely won’t happen. Just wait, there’s still hope..."


Lu Ye furrowed his brows, ultimately finding a stone to sit down. He looked a bit gloomy, "Seems I can only wait."


Seeking help from others—what choice does he have?


Having witnessed the extraordinary nature of the Immortal Sect, he dared not threaten them militarily.


Of course, it’s not fear, but unnecessary.


Suddenly, the sky was overcast, covering the sky above Yunlan Mountain.


Roar!


The Winged Demon Giant Bird issued a beastly roar, sounding like a crocodile, dispersing the clouds above Yunlan Mountain.


Everyone immediately focused their gaze, their expressions solemn.


Lu Ye was also somewhat surprised as he looked at the sky above.


"Wen Ping, hand over the Secret Treasure!"


The voice resounded like thunder.


It reverberated throughout the Immortal Sect, and across the vast sky.


The killing intent was overwhelming, directly targeting the people beneath Yunlan Mountain.