In the world of martial arts, one works tirelessly to attain enlightenment.

Chapter 128, Decisiveness, Passing on the Message

A verdant glow appeared in the sky above the street, attempting to stop the spread of the murderous sword intent.

But with a crisp sword cry, the expansion of the emerald light stopped, and after flashing several times, it shattered and dissipated unwillingly.

Less than three minutes after Jian Linglong left the arena.

One-tenth of the territory occupied by the elves was massacred!

The streets were deserted, without a single elf's corpse; they had all been collected and would be sold as materials later.

suddenly,

Jian Linglong stopped in mid-air, reached out and summoned back her flying sword, making it hover beside her.

In the distant void, a faint but extremely large projection of a giant tree appeared.

The giant tree projection was towering, seemingly pointing straight to the sky, but it was only a few dozen meters high at the bottom, where it could be seen as a tree, while the upper part was just a blurry shadow.

The giant tree's projection emitted waves, and an invisible, intangible pressure spread out, causing the air to solidify and making movement difficult.

At the same time, an angry roar from an elf could be heard.

"Please, Ancestor..."

choke!

The sword's cry resounded once more, piercing through the sealing power of the giant tree's projection.

Jian Linglong's figure merged into the sword light, and the wisps of mist formed by the sword energy transformed into rotating sharp cones, preventing the sealing power from gathering and causing it to spread at a speed that could not keep up with the speed of the sword light.

In the blink of an eye, a faint red line was left on the horizon, and the lingering aura of Jian Linglong dissipated without leaving a trace.

The angry voices stopped abruptly.

The sprite was quite bewildered, and the activation process got stuck in the middle.

Unexpectedly, the human sword cultivators, who are known for their toughness and relentless fighting, ran away so decisively!

Dozens of elves rushed to the scene, but they couldn't keep track of Jian Linglong's presence. She was too fast; even if they managed to catch up, they would lose her halfway.

The giant tree projection ceased to coalesce, the sealing power gradually dissipated, and the projection slowly disappeared.

The elves looked down at the long street that had been completely ravaged, their faces clouded with gloom.

An elf recognized Jian Linglong.

"That person is a human sword cultivator, or perhaps a disciple of that person, and part of the team they formed."

The elves' expressions grew even more grim.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, then an elf with a crown on her head spoke with a somber expression.

"Gather all the elves. We can't touch that team, so let's find other humans. At the same time, send messages to the werewolf, winged, and soul races to discuss the siege of the humans."

"yes!"

……

Above the building.

The sword light dissipated, and Jian Linglong emerged from it.

The flying sword spun and leaped around her, making her appear very happy.

Not only did they receive a large supply of resources during their growth period, but they also developed two distinct owners.

According to the human race's relationships, the two masters correspond to parents.

Jian Linglong touched the flying sword, sensing the sword spirit's thoughts, and a smile appeared on her lips.

Enter the living room.

Lin Ran is checking the latest news.

This was sent by Zhao Qingqing. Her intelligence network is very extensive; she can get information about most of Bafang City.

"I'm back."

"Um."

Jian Linglong nodded gently and sat down next to Lin Ran, her attention quickly drawn to the various breaths.

After watching for a while,

Jian Linglong suddenly said, "The elves will react."

Lin Ran paused slightly, then stroked her chin: "Tell Zhao Qingqing to inform the humans in the city that chaos is about to begin."

"Okay, take these things with you too."

Jian Linglong tossed the storage ring containing the corpse to the flying sword, which caught it and dashed towards its destination.

Lin Ran: ...

Well, it's a multi-purpose flying sword.

Jian Linglong hugged Lin Ran, closed her eyes, and gradually relaxed, her breathing becoming even.

Lin Ran smiled silently, tilting her head slightly to rest on Jian Linglong's head.

……

Zhao's Chamber of Commerce.

Zhao Qingqing was a little confused as she looked at the uncontrolled flying sword. She couldn't understand the language of the flying sword, so she called over a sword cultivator from the Zhao family, and only then did she understand what the flying sword meant.

"This is a spirit sword. Its owner wants to tell the young lady that someone has asked her to inform the humans in the city that the alien races are about to attack and chaos is about to begin."

Zhao Qingqing seemed to be thinking about something, and tentatively asked,

"Is this Mr. Lin?"

The flying sword was puzzled, then it separated a wisp of sword energy.

Zhao Qingqing recognized Jian Linglong's aura.

She breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I understand. Please take this storage ring to Mr. Lin for me, thank you."

The flying sword caught the storage ring, flashed with crimson light, and disappeared from Zhao Qingqing's sight.

Zhao Qingqing was shocked, and the Zhao family sword cultivators were green with envy!

……

In Bafang City.

Human-occupied territory.

"Have you heard? A large number of elves have been killed, and they are now retreating to a smaller territory, preparing to attack the humans."

"I heard about it and even went to check. About one-tenth of the area inhabited by the elves is shrouded in blood mist."

"You can't tell. I saw the whole thing with my own eyes. It was a female swordswoman in red, with waist-length red hair. That flying sword definitely possessed a sword spirit. The elves sent out four times, the most they sent in one mission being ten fourth-tier elves, and they were all killed by that swordswoman!"

"I once practiced swordsmanship. This female swordsman also mastered the Killing Sword Intent, which is one of the most powerful sword intents, but the side effect is that it can cause one to lose their mind."

"Why does this feel so familiar? This female swordsman, this killing intent... could she be someone from that team?"

"..."

The discussion suddenly stopped, and everyone felt a sense of enlightenment.

If it's someone from that team, then it makes sense.

"Definitely! Mr. Lin is truly amazing. He didn't even have to lift a finger; just one of his team members killed one-tenth of the elves. If the whole team were to act together, they should be able to wipe out all the elves, right?"

"Not only that, as long as the alien races don't join forces, no one in Bafang City can stop Mr. Lin now."

"By the way, will Mr. Lin target the core inheritance? If Mr. Lin joins, we'll have no chance at all."

"You're overthinking it. According to what I know, Mr. Lin is a direct disciple of a peak transcendent being. This transcendent being is just one step away from entering the [Rule Realm]. Such an existence has no interest in inheritance and would not allow his disciples to receive any inheritance."

"Because of their talent, these people can go further and inherit the tradition, but doing so is harmful and will only pollute their own path."

"That puts my mind at ease. Mr. Lin also said that since the alien races are preparing to rework, let's show them the strength of humanity!"

"Yes, Mr. Lin has done so much, we can't be too bad off. I've got my eye on a lone group of elves, who wants to join me?"

"..."

Except for a small number of people, most people have a few friends.

Lin Ran's deeds became known to most people again, and other elite teams also took action, but they were far inferior to Lin Ran.

With prestige first and friends second, almost all humans received the message in less than an hour.

Meanwhile, the alien races were also taking action.

(End of this chapter)