Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 7 Stone Liang
Green hills are faintly visible on the banks of the Wuxi River.

Shiliang Town.

The town's residents had completely surrounded the doorway of a family's house.

"it is true."

"I saw it... Meng family's daughter."

"How could an immortal be like this..."

"Didn't you see them yesterday? Even Officer Ling was injured by them..."

The crowd was somewhat noisy.

The two men, a teenager and a middle-aged man, were leading the group. Their faces were grim and serious, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Across from them, three young men were watching the crowd with amusement, their faces full of mocking smiles and disdainful ridicule.

"Gentlemen, what brings you here?"

Behind them, a pretty young girl looked at the middle-aged man and the boy with teary eyes, almost pleading.

The middle-aged man's name was Zhao Fengcheng.

He forced a smile and said, "Fellow Daoists, this is the territory of the Dongyuan Sect. How about you give me, Zhao, some face..."

"Don't give me that useless stuff."

One of the young men yawned, seemingly bored by the subject.

He began, “My name is Lu Xiaowei. My two fellow disciples and I have come here to seek opportunities on the orders of our master.”

"We...have not done anything immoral or heinous."

"As for Officer Ling..."

"Hehe, that was just a misunderstanding. We've already apologized, there's no need to be so aggressive..."

Lu Xiaowei grinned lewdly, his fingers lightly tracing the girl's cheek: "This daughter of the Meng family has quite the spiritual potential. I'm just being kind, not wanting to bury such a promising talent. Don't you think so?"

"Yes, yes, but even so..."

Zhao Fengcheng could only nod repeatedly, without saying anything further.

The boy beside him immediately said, "Young lady Meng does not want to go with you."

The boy was dressed as a constable, and a small piece of gauze could be vaguely seen on his left sleeve, suggesting that he was injured.

"If you continue to linger here, until the immortals of Dongyuan Sect arrive..."

"The one surnamed Sheng..."

Lu Xiaowei interrupted him, his gaze icy: "I'm being polite, but you really think you're something special..."

His gaze swept across the crowd, his face showing undisguised disgust, and his eyes flashing with bloodlust.

"A bunch of vermin! If it weren't for Master's prohibition against causing trouble, I should have slaughtered you all."

His gaze lingered on Zhao Fengcheng.

"...including you."

"..."

Zhao Fengcheng frowned slightly, thinking to himself that things were not going to be easy.

In his prime, he was breathing rapidly, his hand already reaching for the sword at his waist.

This scene, of course, did not escape Lu Xiaowei's eyes.

"You dare to fight me?"

Lu Xiaowei grinned, a bloodthirsty madness rising in his eyes.

"Just to my liking."

"Oh no, Brother Da Rong, should we go to the back mountain to look for Xiao He?"

In the crowd, Sheng Yun looked at her brother with a worried expression. He was about to argue with the immortal and could no longer hold back.

"No! Even Mr. Zhao doesn't know about Xiao He. If the Immortal Sect sends someone now, Xiao He will be in danger."

"What should we do then..." Sheng Yun was so anxious she was almost crying.

"If only Brother Yesheng were here..."

"Ayan..."

Xu Darong's voice suddenly turned somber: "Ayan went to the Immortal Mountain and there has been no news of her for a year and a half..."

Perhaps they have already forgotten these worldly friends...

He didn't say it.

hum-

"what……"

the crowd exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, it was Sheng Nian who made the first move.

Sheng Nian was perfectly aware that if he made the first move and died here, it would be in the other party's favor, and even if the Dongyuan Sect intervened later, they probably wouldn't get any explanation.

However, since the opponent is a cultivator, if we don't seize the initiative, we will truly face certain death.

His master, Officer Ling, was still bedridden recovering from his injuries, and he was tasked with watching these so-called immortals bully and plunder the market, forcibly taking women from the people...

That's absolutely impossible!

He drew his sword and slashed straight at Lu Xiaowei. "Like an ant trying to shake a tree, how laughable."

Lu Xiaowei stepped back, casually dodging the attack, and with a flick of his wrist, a golden light condensed in his right palm.

"Geng-character sword energy".

In his prime, his pupils contracted sharply as a sense of crisis, stemming from life and death, suddenly expanded in his heart.

"Hey, in your next life, I'll be a pig, be a good pig..."

"Stop sticking up for others."

He grabbed Sheng Nian's shoulder, and with a golden light in his hand, pressed it towards Sheng Nian's heart.

"Whoosh-"

A teacup flew out of nowhere and struck the middle-aged man's right shoulder.

He staggered back, the teacup clattered, and scalding tea splashed onto Lu Xiaowei's face.

"!?"

The golden light in his hand dissipated, and a faint protective aura spread out, isolating the tea.

"Who?!"

The two young cultivators behind Lu Xiaowei could no longer sit still and quickly stepped forward to keep watch.

"What are you standing there for? You've already made your move, shouldn't you kill him?"

The sound came from somewhere unknown.

hum-

Hearing that incredibly familiar, clear voice, Sheng Nian could no longer suppress the anger that had been building up in his heart. He immediately lunged forward, his sword shoved into the mouths of these immortals.

"Die to me!"

Startled by this imposing aura, Lu Xiaowei instinctively stepped back.

bang bang bang...

Six lush green vines suddenly burst forth from the ground and wrapped around the three people's feet.

The three of them were immediately unable to move.

"?!"

Lu Xiaowei was startled and quickly formed a hand seal, but the blade was already close at hand. He had no choice but to use all his spiritual power to strengthen the protective spiritual energy around his body.

In his prime, he swung his sword, only to find himself plunging into a deep, heavy swamp, unable to move an inch.

"Ah……"

Lu Xiaowei snorted coldly, about to retaliate.

Rustling——

Green vines suddenly extended from the ground and wrapped around the Sheng Nian horizontal sword. In the blink of an eye, they had covered the entire blade.

"Ok?"

boom!
Without any warning, a huge fire suddenly broke out on the green vine, burning it to ashes in the blink of an eye. However, the flames did not dissipate, remaining on the blade!
"...!"

With a focused mind, Sheng Nian unleashed his inner energy, a vital force typical of ordinary martial artists, causing the blade to clang and clatter amidst the burning flames.

hum-

The blade hummed, its force heavy and powerful.

The protective spiritual energy around Lu Xiaowei shattered instantly, and in his astonished and incredulous eyes, it cut into his skin, leaving a deep gash on his chest.

puff.

A crimson light flashed.

"Oh? A protective talisman..."

Sheng Nian was thrown back by a powerful force, but was slowed down by a gentle spiritual force and was not injured.

Lu Xiaowei knelt on the ground, coughing up large amounts of blood.

His two junior brothers didn't have time to care about Sheng Nian; they quickly stopped his bleeding.

"Who? Who is it?!"

One of them shouted sternly, "Hiding and playing tricks!"

"We are disciples of the Hermit of Xinshan..."

Suddenly, the voice came again, interrupting him: "My senior brother Zhao should have made himself very clear."

"Why are you fellow cultivators still lingering here, refusing to leave..."

This time, however, everyone could hear where the sound came from.

The crowd stepped aside, and not far away, a man in a gray robe and bamboo hat sat leisurely at a tea stall. After speaking, he took a sip of the fresh tea in his cup.

He stood up, took off his straw hat, revealing a young boy's face.

"I am Song Yan, a disciple of the Dongyuan Sect..."

The boy spoke in a warm tone and had a friendly smile.

"If you gentlemen have any difficulties..."

"How about I offer you fellow Daoists a ride?"

(End of this chapter)