The little sword danced energetically around Fang Chen as if to claim credit for it.
Fang Chen was heartened.
The little sword had lived up to his expectations. His fireball and ice arrow couldn’t inflict any damage on it, and even the low-grade Purple Lightning Talismans failed to bring it down. Yet, the little sword sliced through them easily like tofu.
“Smelly, smelly…” The little sword voiced its dissatisfaction. It was disgusted by the corpse ki.
“It really is smelly.” Fang Chen nodded in agreement.
“Hungry, hungry… Very hungry…”
“Bear with it for now. I’ll have food for you very soon,” Fang Chen consoled.
The two of them communicated through telepathy, so the crowd couldn’t hear their words. However, they did see a calmly smiling Fang Chen emanating an unfathomable aura, with a little silver sword flying around him.
Without a doubt, that flying sword was the one that took down the two zombies!
Senior Brother Zhou was horrified. He would have never thought that Fang Chen could take down the two zombies so easily.
“That flying sword… Is it mid Yellow-grade?” Senior Brother Zhou wondered before quickly refuting it. “That’s impossible. Mid Yellow-grade artifacts contain many daosoul imprints; a mere Ki Refinement cultivator can’t possibly mobilize it. Even our Blood Corpse Sect only has a small handful of mid Yellow-grade artifacts…”
Senior Brother Zhou slowly began to tremble. If it isn’t a mid Yellow-grade artifact, it would mean that Fang Chen exerted that much power by himself. This sounds a lot like the legendary sword cultivators! Could this unaffiliated cultivator be a sword cultivator with his own ego sword?
The more he thought about it, the more convinced he was of it. No wonder he was so calm.
Sword cultivators were an extreme case in the world of cultivation. They devoted their time, energy, and sweat on furthering their swordsmanship, completely neglecting everything else in the process. They were known for their absolute destructive prowess.
Their swords could unravel all means!
It was just that sword cultivators were obsessed with fighting, so they tended to be short-lived compared to their peers. That could be the reason there were very few sword cultivator legacies out there.
The ultimate pursuit of a cultivator for longevity.
Normal cultivators, even when stumbling upon a fortuitous encounter to become a sword cultivator, might not choose that road. It was a boring and monotonous road, not to mention those who tread on this path tended to be short-lived too!
Chillwater’s emperor and the imperial offspring, who thought that victory was in their grasp, turned pale at that sight. They instinctively turned to Senior Brother Zhou, only to find that his expression looked off too.
“Senior Brother Zhou, aren’t you going to make a move?! He destroyed two of my zombies, undoing my many years of effort!” Senior Sister Wang snapped out of her daze and bellowed at Senior Brother Zhou without a second thought.
“Junior sister…” Senior Brother Zhou shook his head bitterly. “Your opponent might be a sword cultivator…”
Sword cultivator?! Senior Sister Wang’s face warped in disbelief. She looked at Fang Chen as many thoughts flashed across her mind.
Those who were able to become cultivators were rarely fools. She swiftly noticed the same details that led Senior Brother Zhou to his conclusion, and she gasped in shock. Even her rage faded a little, replaced by horror.
Sword cultivator? They seem to fear that kind of cultivator, Fang Chen thought after seeing their frightened expressions. However, he didn’t know the difference between a normal cultivator and a sword cultivator. Does having an ego sword qualify one as a sword cultivator?
“There has been a misunderstanding,” Senior Brother Zhou clasped his fist and said. “I didn’t know that you had a sword cultivator legacy. Your master must have been a sword cultivator too, right?”
Chillwater’s emperor and the imperial offspring panicked. Are the grade-6 state’s immortals admitting defeat to Fang Chen?
“Hu…” Ji Congyun exhaled deeply. The curtains have been drawn.
He looked at Chillwater’s emperor with a triumphant snort. The latter’s face had turned pale, and sweat was trickling profusely from his face.
“I told you I’m an unaffiliated cultivator,” Fang Chen replied.
“I understand, I understand.” Senior Brother Zhou nodded as he stopped probing Fang Chen’s background.
Unsurprisingly, most sword cultivators had eccentric temperaments. Someone who spent decades, centuries, or even millennia facing a sword couldn’t possibly be normal. Often, they were either fighting or preparing for their next fight.
It would be most foolish to assume common sense in a person like that.
Worst of all, sword cultivators tended to be extremely vindictive.
He had once heard a rumor that a budding sword cultivator was killed by a powerhouse. That angered the budding sword cultivator’s elder, but that elder wasn’t a match for the powerhouse either and ended up sustaining grievous wounds.
Later, a bunch of sword cultivators suddenly appeared out of nowhere and massacred the powerhouse and his sect. The powerhouse’s backing even tried to intervene in the situation, but it was to no avail.
More and more people got involved in the fight, to the point where the battle actually continued for many years.
In the end, the powerhouse’s backing, as well as the backing’s backing, brought their people over and apologized to the sword cultivators. They suffered heavy losses before this matter was finally resolved.
“Senior Brother Zhou… is he really a sword cultivator?” Senior Sister Wang asked with a softened tone. She no longer gave off a lofty air; she felt more like an alarmed mouse instead.
“It wouldn’t make sense how your zombies were defeated in a single strike if he isn’t a sword cultivator… Only a sword cultivator could unleash such overwhelming prowess,” Senior Brother Zhou replied with a resigned sigh.
Overwhelming prowess? The crowd stared at Fang Chen in a daze. They couldn’t imagine how powerful Fang Chen must be for a grade-6 state’s immortal to describe him in such a manner.
They felt great regret.
Chillwater’s emperor dearly regretted his action. If I knew this would happen, I would have handed the throne to the Ji Clan in a dignified fashion. At least… Han Qin wouldn’t have died…
His heart was filled with pain. Han Qin was the only imperial offspring to have reached Heaven Profound realm at a young age, but she died just like that…
“Since you claim it’s a misunderstanding, how do you plan to resolve this situation?” Fang Chen asked with a smile.
Senior Brother Zhou’s heart skipped a beat. He optimistically replied, “I’ll leave with my junior sister, and we’ll never involve ourselves with Chillwater’s affair anymore… We shouldn’t have gotten involved in the first place, since both Great Xia and Chillwater are our Greenfox’s vassal states…”
The Greenfox he spoke of was the country he belonged to. It lorded over the sixteen grade-7 states around it, and the White Tiger Empire was one of them.
“That won’t do,” Fang Chen remarked with a laugh.
Senior Brother Zhou revealed a bitter smile. “What do you propose?”
All he wanted now was to resolve this matter as soon as possible so that he could leave this place with his junior sister. The last thing he wanted was to get hounded by a sword cultivator. The person in front of him was still fine; what he feared was the person behind Fang Chen.
If he offended an enemy beyond the Blood Corpse Sect’s means to deal with, their sect master would be the first one to strangle them to death.