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Wu Xianshi only had a cultivation level of Refining Qi at the sixth layer, yet he was known as a celestial master. In reality, he was just a lackey for Li Chang. In this situation, it was usually Lao Luo who took the lead.
Wu Xianshi drew his sword and pointed, shouting, "You scoundrel! So it was you who killed my junior brother Li Si. You've made it easy for us to find you." He pretended to charge forward but hesitated, waiting for Li Chang to stop him with words like "You're not my match," but Li Chang showed no intention of intervening.
Knowing he wasn't a match, Wu Xianshi had no choice but to charge toward Xu Feng, determined that as soon as Xu Feng made a move, he would fall to the ground and pretend to be dead.
"You are not my opponent," Xu Feng said reluctantly.
Wu Xianshi was waiting for this statement and immediately slammed on the brakes, feeling grateful but maintaining his composure. He continued to shout, "Daring to kill a disciple of the Wan Jian Sect, do you think hiding for two years means you're in the clear? Let me tell you, you can run from the monk..."
"Enough," Li Chang interrupted. He didn't want to watch Wu Xianshi engage in a war of words; he knew this coward well. "You don't need to intervene; I can handle my own matters." Wu Xianshi muttered under his breath, realizing that Li Chang acknowledged it was his own issue.
Wu Xianshi pretended to be unwilling and retreated to the side, expressing indignation toward Hua Buyi, looking ready to strike at any moment.
Li Chang was an Outer Sect disciple of Wan Jian Sect with Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation. At seventy years old, he appeared only in his forties or fifties. In Liuxiang Kingdom, Foundation Disciples were considered core members of their sects, and they were highly valued.
Li Chang had a cold temperament and was protective of his family. His grandson Li Si had only reached the lower level of Refining Qi after three years in the sect. Li Chang managed to use connections to place him in the Alchemy Hall as a carefree medicine boy. Unfortunately, Li Si met an untimely end at the hands of Xu Feng.
Li Si being killed by a mere mortal brought great shame to Li Chang within Wan Jian Sect. He sent three batches of disciples after Xu Feng; not only did they fail, but two were also killed in the process. Ultimately, he had to abandon the pursuit. To gather information, he arranged for disciples with the surname Wu to maintain contact with Hua Buyi, instructing them to capture Xu Feng as soon as he appeared.
Finally, fortune smiled upon him today when he unexpectedly encountered Xu Feng while out on business. However, this Xu Feng seemed to have experienced some fortuitous events; in just two years, he had successfully established his foundation and no longer appeared to be an easy target.
Xu Feng had been building his foundation for twenty years and was on the verge of breaking through to the mid-stage. Having fought in over a hundred Great Wars, he felt confident against this newly advanced rookie.
"How do you want to die? One slash into two pieces or two slashes into three?" Li Chang drew a knife. While Wan Jian Sect primarily used swords, he preferred using a knife—truly reflecting his character.
"As you wish." In the bustling city, and within the territory of the Wan Jian Sect, Xu Feng did not dare to waste time. With his heavy sword in hand, he took the initiative to attack.
Li Chang let out a cold snort and swung his knife to meet him. At the moment their weapons clashed, Xu Feng suddenly doubled his strength. Li Chang felt an overwhelming force surge through the blade, far exceeding the power of someone at the Foundation Establishment Stage. Before he could think, his body was sent flying. Fortunately, with rich combat experience, he managed to dissipate some of the force and avoided serious internal injuries, though his right arm was nearly broken from the impact.
Li Chang, having been thwarted by a single strike, remained calm. He flicked his knife, and a layer of faint blue blade aura flowed subtly.
"Flower Catastrophe!" Li Chang's knife momentum changed abruptly, and several streaks of green light shot forth from his Wood Element Spiritual Power.
Instead of retreating, Xu Feng advanced. His heavy sword transformed as well; the Jinxi sword energy burst forth, and the mutated Azure Dragon Thirteen Swords carried a platinum sharpness. With the assistance of the doubled Arrow Meridian, it surged forward like a thunderbolt.
Gold overcomes wood! Xu Feng's pupils constricted as he decided to end the battle with one strike.
As Li Chang's knife momentum reached its peak, Xu Feng's platinum sharpness had already broken through, cutting into his Wood Element knife formation with unstoppable force.
"Poof!" Li Chang was sent flying again, blood mist spraying from his shattered chest. He propped himself up with his knife but did not fall. Clutching his chest with his left hand, a large amount of blood flowed through his fingers onto the ground, blooming like flowers—indeed, it was Flower Catastrophe!
Flower Catastrophe was Li Chang's original knife technique; countless times when he unleashed it, opponents fell to the ground with blood splattering everywhere. But this time, he used his own blood to create a flower that belonged to him.
"You... you..." Li Chang struggled to speak. He had clearly seen Xu Feng use Earth Elemental Energy for his first strike; how had it suddenly turned into Jinxi? Moreover, the thickness of the force was exactly the same. Could he be cultivating both elements? It was rare in Liuxiang Kingdom for someone to cultivate dual elements and establish a foundation; how could he encounter such a person now?
If Li Chang knew that Xu Feng practiced Five Elements Cultivation, would he be shocked into silence?
With two severe injuries from Xu Feng's strikes, Li Chang felt life gradually slipping away from him. Wu Xianshi and Hua Buyi were trembling uncontrollably, having lost even the courage to escape.
"I'll escort you for a bit." Xu Feng swung his heavy sword, slashing twice, and Li Chang's flesh was torn apart.
Two swords, three segments!
The sixth-level Refining Qi Wu Xianshi finally came to his senses and shot out a flying Martial Talisman, fleeing desperately into the distance. Hua Buyi fainted from fear; perhaps fainting was a form of relief for him.
Wu Xianshi had barely escaped ten meters when a sword tip pierced through his chest, taking his life. Xu Feng withdrew his sword, a stream of blood droplets rolling down. The last drop lingered at the sword tip, refusing to fall. Xu Feng gently blew on it, and the final blood drop transformed into a red line, landing in the dust of East Street, disappearing without a trace.
Blood blew across East Street.
The onlookers kept their distance; this was a battle of immortals that had nothing to do with them. They could only observe from afar. In the eyes of cultivators, mortals with low martial power were like ants, while in the eyes of mortals, the fighting cultivators were no different from monkeys fighting over food.
Feeling that his blood-splashing pose was rather pretentious, Xu Feng sheathed his heavy sword and quickly walked toward the city outskirts.
An old man stood in the middle of the street watching him. In the deserted center of the street, he appeared so out of place and so overconfident; he was just a mortal—did he really think he could apprehend this murderous cultivator?
"Dad!" Xu Feng called out softly as he approached.
This frail old figure turned out to be Xu Qian, the owner of the fabric shop who had adopted Xu Feng. He was originally a wealthy merchant on East Street, with trees and fields at home, living a carefree life...
After being driven away by Hua Buyi's scheme, Xu Feng's nominal father inevitably fell victim to Hua Buyi's machinations. Fortunately, he had been left with his life.
In front of Xu Feng, the cultivator, Xu Qian did not show the same fear as ordinary people. Having lived past sixty years and witnessed many changes in the world, no matter how much Xu Feng transformed, in his eyes, he was still that wandering child.
Xu Feng took out a few bottles of low-grade elixirs along with a handful of banknotes he had just received, secretly stuffing them into Xu Qian's hands. "Father, I don't come here often and can't take care of you anymore. You need to leave immediately; they are looking for me and won't trouble you."
Xu Qian did not refuse, merely watching Xu Feng quietly. He knew that this child was no longer on the same path as him, and after today, it was likely that all their ties would be severed.
Xu Feng turned and grabbed Hua Buyi, who was on the ground. With a scream, Hua Buyi's arm was instantly shattered by Xu Feng's grip. Xu Feng coldly said, "You can occupy this inn without issue, but if you dare to touch my father, it seems I really can't let you live." With a surge of power, Hua Buyi felt a sudden heat in his chest and died on the spot.
Earlier, when he had patted Hua Buyi's shoulder in the inn, he had already used spiritual energy to block three of his meridians. It wouldn't take long for Hua Buyi to die; now that he saw his father suffering, there was no need to wait any longer.
Xu Feng took out a protective talisman and infused it into Xu Qian's body. "With this talisman on you, within ten breaths, it will be difficult for mortals to harm you. The people from Wan Jian Sect will arrive soon; I must leave now. Take care of yourself."
Xu Qian's eyes glistened with moisture as he finally spoke: "Go on, my child." All the reluctance and attachment were contained in that one sentence.
Xu Feng glanced at the distant crowd watching them. When he unleashed the aura of the Foundation Establishment Stage, all mortals felt a chill run down their spines. With just that one glance, those with ill intentions dared not target Xu Qian anymore.
Xu Feng bowed deeply to Xu Qian, then leaped into the air, soaring over the city walls towards Xian City.
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