Chapter 2643 - 2635: The Sword Immortal Appears

Chapter 2643: Chapter 2635: The Sword Immortal Appears

After Feng Jun finished giving instructions to Yi Jue, his body sank, directly dropping to the outskirts of the lava field.

Although this was more than a thousand li from the lava eruption point, the heat was still overwhelming, and Feng Jun had to circulate Spiritual Energy to resist it.

He couldn’t help griping with his Divine Sense, "Seriously, what kind of damned places do you pick? This time I’m staring down this many Cultivators head-on."

"I’d very much like to know what went wrong too," the Yin Spirit Bigwig was even more frustrated than him. "I set up so many Secret Stash Points so that if I ran into trouble, I could recover quickly... why would I ever want them exposed?"

Feng Jun smacked his lips, pulled out a cigarette and lit it—though it was about to self-ignite anyway. "Then hurry up and find it. If this drags on, I’m worried even Sancai True Sage might not be able to keep the situation under control."

Up in the air, Wei Sancai glanced at him in surprise; clearly, he had sensed his own name being mentioned.

Feng Jun felt rather helpless, gave him a friendly smile, then dipped his head in a slight nod.

Wei Sancai did not pay him any further attention, but Yi Jue also descended, spreading out her Divine Sense. "If I’d known it would be like this, I should’ve taken those two down right from the start. With some deterrence established, this would’ve been much easier to handle."

So you finally figured it out, huh? Feng Jun was a bit speechless, though he also understood that for a proud female Cultivator like Yi Jue to say this at all was already quite rare.

So he smiled again, then shook his head. "Honestly, it doesn’t matter that much. With this many Cultivators, two Nascent Souls would only intimidate them for a while. Even counting that guy from the Jinse Lineage, it’s probably still nothing special... By the way, do Clan Practitioners not fear the qin-path?"

The last question did smell of changing the subject, but Yi Jue still answered; she knew exactly what Feng Jun wanted to ask. "The qin-path appeared in Tianqin no earlier than the Clans did. The conflict between them isn’t affected by fate, and there aren’t many qin Cultivators... the threat isn’t that great."

Only then did Feng Jun understand: turned out Wei Sancai truly wasn’t afraid of the qin-path, not even the main lineage was. "The smaller Clans still have to show some scruples, right?"

"Of course," Yi Jue continued via Divine Sense. "Strictly speaking, though the qin-path has few Cultivators, there are plenty of Cultivators who like the qin... The path is long; it’s better to have a hobby or two."

"Got it." Feng Jun understood completely now. Smaller Clans couldn’t even withstand the pressure from those hobbyists, but when a true major Clan made a move, those hobbyists wouldn’t act out; only the actual disciples of the qin-path would pursue the matter.

Put bluntly, it was still a matter of strength. The Wei Family, as a Minor Realm Family, had enough deterrent power.

Stretching the logic further, you could even say the Wei Family was quite happy to make moves against qin Cultivators—it was very useful for boosting Clan reputation.

Sure enough, Yi Jue immediately added an explanation, "Sancai True Sage should be quite eager to cripple this person."

Wei Sancai gave her an expressionless glance, thinking, Why are you dragging me into this again?

Feng Jun, however, was getting anxious and sent Divine Sense toward the Big Boss. "Hurry up—have you found it?"

"Got it," the Yin Spirit Bigwig was actually a bit anxious too, then constructed an image in his mind. "Go there."

Feng Jun’s body flickered as he flew off; seeing this, Yi Jue simply stored that Southern Heaven True Immortal into her Spirit Beast Bag and followed after him, at the same time drawing out her horsetail whisk, glaring around warily. "You found it?"

"Found it," Feng Jun replied with Divine Sense, then added, "I’m just worried someone will try to snatch it."

"Snatch it?" Yi Jue was slightly surprised. "With Sancai True Sage here, who’d dare have such guts?"

Wei Sancai shot her another look, thinking, Are you two ever going to stop invoking my name?

"You can’t be sure of that," Feng Jun didn’t dare place too much hope on this. He truly didn’t know what the Yin Spirit Bigwig had stashed away in that Secret Stash. "There are True Sages in this secondary plane too. If we stir one up, even Sancai True Sage might not be able to withstand it."

Wei Sancai glared at him fiercely: I say, are you two done yet or not?

Yi Jue finally noticed his displeasure and decided not to mention him again. "Is it related to the opportunity they’re waiting for?"

"I don’t know that either." Feng Jun couldn’t help feeling a bit of resentment in his heart. If you’d suppressed those two back then and we’d pushed forward, the others wouldn’t have dared to act up, and we could’ve conveniently asked what opportunity they were waiting for.

But things had already come to this, and he couldn’t be bothered to complain further. In truth, he’d never liked hypothesizing about things that hadn’t happened—a real man should face reality head-on.

However, while he wasn’t complaining, Yi Jue, who had been blaming herself all this time, also sorted out the inner logic and felt pretty miserable.

The next moment, Feng Jun finally arrived at the location designated by the Big Boss and, following its instructions, raised his hand and fired off a rapid series of hand seals.

At this point everyone’s attention was on him; his every move was seen clearly by all.

"Hand seals for opening a Mid-Ancient Secret Treasury!" Someone recognized the origin of the hand seals. "That bastard is trying to steal our opportunity!"

Wei Sancai flicked his hand, throwing down a Spiritual Qi Shield that wrapped around Feng Jun, then stretched his hand out and directly snatched the speaker from over a thousand miles away.

That guy was at the Nascent Soul Initial Stage, but he was already quite old, looking like he didn’t have many days left. "I’m from the Xuanyuan Family..."

But Wei Sancai simply crushed him in his grip. The Nascent Soul tried to flee, and Wei Sancai blew out a single breath, directly blowing even the Nascent Soul into utter nothingness, then let out a cold snort. "Someone has the hand seal, and you’re trying to steal his opportunity?"

Right after that, he coldly snorted again. "So what if he’s from the Xuanyuan Family? Trying to stir others up to take the lead... kill him and be done with it!"

Normally, the major clans are very careful about giving each other face. Even if they’re offended by the other clan’s juniors, they’ll capture them and hand them over for the other side to deal with. Otherwise, when their own juniors make mistakes in the future, the other side won’t give them face either.

However, when the situation is urgent, you do what you must. In a situation like this, Wei Sancai even has grounds to explain himself to the True Sage of the Xuanyuan Family—if I didn’t kill him and let him agitate everyone, we might have been facing the siege of over a hundred thousand Cultivators.

Rules are rules, but if someone insists on courting death, the rules can’t save you! Let alone when the one he offended is a True Sage.

"He’s not actually one of the Xuanyuan Family," someone called out loudly—it was a Nascent Soul High Stage Cultivator who had been frightened away earlier by Wei Sancai. That man spoke very straightforwardly, "He was just a live-in son-in-law of the Xuanyuan Family. He doesn’t represent my Xuanyuan Family!"

According to the understanding of ordinary clans, live-in sons-in-law are also considered their own people. But the true top clans don’t think that way. They take in sons-in-law to keep outstanding female Cultivators in the clan, or because they value the potential of some Loose Cultivator and marry him in.

In other words, those sons-in-law never received the clan’s education from childhood. They don’t have a deep enough understanding of the clan’s ethos and rules, and they lack that inner, childhood-nurtured sense of awe.

Some sons-in-law, after leaning against a big tree, become even more arrogant. When the clan deals with them, they can’t treat them as true clan blood, lest it make it inconvenient to recruit more sons-in-law later—after all, the Tianqin Plane is a male-dominated society.

The ones who are truly counted as genuine clan scions are the children of those sons-in-law.

Wei Sancai understood this very well. After all, the Wei Family is also a top-ten Minor Realm Family, so he wasn’t surprised. Instead he gave a light snort. "Empty bottles don’t make a sound, half-full ones rattle."

Hearing that, Feng Jun just glanced at that Nascent Soul High Stage and spoke in a low voice, "The Xuanyuan Family is not to get involved!"

"Ah," the Nascent Soul High Stage was so angry he almost laughed. He had revealed his own backing precisely because he didn’t want to inexplicably provoke a True Sage, but at the same time he wanted to make it clear—he had the qualifications to enter this game.

Of course, by Xuanyuan’s clan ethos, since the other side could unleash the secret vault hand seal, the Xuanyuan Family couldn’t publicly snatch the treasures in the secret stash. But... they’ve been the Top Ranked Family leading the clan factions here for many years.

Not to mention anything else, your secret vault is set up here on the Waner Plane. The Xuanyuan Family has a Minor Realm here, this is their home turf. As the host clan, taking a cut as protection fees isn’t excessive, is it?

He hadn’t quite figured out what faction the other party belonged to, but even if it was a Sect, he still had to argue his case. Even if he couldn’t get any benefit, he had to make the other party owe them a favor—if he didn’t, where would the Xuanyuan Family’s face be?

Now a mere Initial Golden Core Stage brat actually told the Xuanyuan Family not to get involved. He really couldn’t swallow that. Do you know who you’re talking to? "This little friend’s tone is really a bit..."

Halfway through his words, the ground trembled. A box the size of an SUV rose up from underground, and beside the box was a side door visible to the naked eye.

"It’s out..." "Treasure!" Even with a True Sage holding the field, the Cultivators still grew restless, completely unable to restrain themselves.

With opportunity right in front of them, who wouldn’t be jealous?

The only suspense now was: who would be the first to lose control and make a move.

At that moment, a vast pressure came from the distance. A sword light over a thousand zhang long tore open space and slashed down toward Wei Sancai in one strike. "A great bully picking on the small... aren’t you ashamed?"

"Heaven-Questioning Sword Intent?" Wei Sancai gave a cold laugh and threw out a punch. "Old ghost Jiu Ge... so you were hiding here!"

That fist instantly expanded, becoming a hundred zhang across, and smashed heavily into that sword light. Space twisted, and the sword light and fist exploded at the same time, sending out ripples of spatial turbulence.

"I was wondering who it was—turns out it’s the old ghost San Cai." A figure appeared at the edge of the sky, dressed like a middle-aged scholar. Hands clasped behind his back, he looked at Wei Sancai and spoke coldly, "Leave now, and I’ll spare your life."

"So it’s Jiu Ge Sage of the Green Lotus Sect!" Yi Jue also recognized the newcomer. "True Sage, for you to strike like this—does the Green Lotus Sect know?"

"I have no need for the Green Lotus Sect to know!" Jiu Ge Sage swept her with a cold glance. "As the Supreme Green Lotus of the Waner Plane, I am naturally obligated to protect this plane’s resources from being siphoned away!"

Yi Jue almost exploded with anger. She pointed at Feng Jun. "Do you even know who he is?"

"I have no need to know." Jiu Ge Sage lifted his chin at her. "As for you... daring to lay hands on the Jinse Lineage, stay here. I need something to explain to the Dao of Zither."

Feng Jun had originally planned to put the box away and leave, but unfortunately the box was deeply embedded in the ground, and to open the door required a sequence of hand seals. He nodded. "Green Lotus Sect... I’ll remember you."

With that, his figure flickered and vanished from sight.