NOVPUBThe Saint Heir of Jiuli regarded Qinchuan with a cold gaze, as if Qinchuan were already a dead man in his eyes.
"As the Saint Heir who traverses the world, even the princes of ancient kingdoms dare not provoke me like this in my presence! You are the first, to dare to move against disciples of the Jiuli Ghost Sect in front of me, and the first to so brazenly challenge the Jiuli Ghost Sect without regard for your own life!"
"Do you know the consequences of such actions?"
The Saint Heir of Jiuli said frostily, his eyes icy to the extreme.
Yet Qinchuan merely shook his head with a wry smile, glanced back at the Saint Heir of Jiuli, and said with a light chuckle, "Did you not ask earlier if I had said 'The Jiuli Ghost Sect is but insignificant dust, a fleeting glow amidst the dirt'?"
The Saint Heir of Jiuli stared coldly at Qinchuan, with murderous intent bursting in his eyes.
Qinchuan, however, was unfazed and said to the Saint Heir of Jiuli with composure, "Now, I'll tell you, those were indeed my words."
"I'll also tell you, not just you, a mere Saint Heir of Jiuli, but even if the old ancestor of the Jiuli Ghost Sect were to stand before me, I'd still say the same thing."
"Do you believe that the old ancestor of the Jiuli Ghost Sect, if he came before me, would have to kneel and listen?"
"Whirr!"
As soon as Qinchuan uttered these words,
the surroundings immediately erupted into complete uproar.
His words had already shocked and horrified people when Qinchuan said them in front of Han Jiushan,
but now, in front of the Saint Heir of Jiuli, in front of several old Jiuli Ghost Sect elders, Qinchuan dared to utter the same remarks!
Undoubtedly.
This statement had stirred up a violent storm.
Not only did the Saint Heir of Jiuli's face turn as green as moss, but those few elders behind him also raised their heads, their eyes icy as they looked at Qinchuan.
The Jiuli Ghost Sect had stood in the Tianyuan Nation for over a hundred thousand years, weathering the rise and fall of numerous epochs, always remaining unyielding.
The old ancestor of the Jiuli Ghost Sect, although he had not borne the mandate of heaven to proclaim himself emperor, was still a domineering figure, one who swallowed rivers and mountains with his aura.
And now,
Qinchuan dared to speak such rebellious words in their presence!
He actually said that the old ancestor of the Jiuli Ghost Sect would have to kneel before him and take orders!
As the Saint Heir of the Jiuli Ghost Sect, and as elders, how could they tolerate this?
After a brief moment of shock, the Saint Heir of Jiuli could no longer contain his anger, "Ignorant fool, daring to repeatedly defy the Jiuli Ghost Sect, and to show disrespect towards our old ancestor, you're courting death!"
"You will pay the price for your ignorance and arrogance, and afterwards, nine generations of your family will be buried with you!"
The Saint Heir of Jiuli's killing intent was chill and intense; never before had he felt such raging fury.
Because no one had ever dared to provoke the Jiuli Ghost Sect like this!
Not even the Imperial Family!
Although the Imperial Family was stronger than the Jiuli Ghost Sect,
the Jiuli Ghost Sect had also been deeply entrenched, dominating one area for many years with its profound heritage. Even the Imperial Family worried about the Jiuli Ghost Sect causing trouble and thus maintained a friendly relationship with them in order to govern through appeasement.
But now,
a nameless nobody, a mere Meridian Opening Realm martial artist, dared to be so arrogant, to disregard the Jiuli Ghost Sect so completely, to provoke them, even to denigrate the old ancestor of the Jiuli Ghost Sect!
"Kill them!"
"Investigate! Find out their identities and backgrounds, find anyone related to these two, exterminate nine generations of their families, show no mercy!"
The Saint Heir of Jiuli ordered coldly.
The few elders behind him had cold eyes, and one of them, clad in a gray robe, had his hands tucked into his sleeves and hunched his body as he slowly stepped forward, walking up to Qinchuan and Zhou Xi.
With every step he took, waves of invisible power vibrated outwards.
On the street, the bluestone pavement under his feet actually began to twist.
It was the strength of these powerful forces that warped the vision of the onlookers, not truly distorting the ground itself.
Yet, this was enough to send shivers down their spines.
The mere fluctuation of power released could warp one's sight, obfuscate one's senses; such a feat was definitely not something an ordinary cultivator could achieve.
As the gray-robed elder advanced, a strong, invisible pressure surged over like a tidal wave, bearing down on Qinchuan and Zhou Xi.
Qinchuan remained composed, but Zhou Xi's face turned pale, with fine beads of cold sweat forming on her forehead.
However, just at that moment.
The Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword in Zhou Xi's hand let out a light hum, emitting a faint Qinghui, alleviating Zhou Xi's discomfort.
It wasn't that the Artifact Spirit had awakened, it was merely the Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword's instinct to protect its master.
Since Qinchuan had entrusted the sword to Zhou Xi, she was effectively the temporary master of this Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword.
Even a treasure like the Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword had the instinct to protect its master, even if the Artifact Spirit was dormant.
"Eh?"
The gray-robed elder showed a hint of surprise, somewhat astonished by the Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword's protective action in Zhou Xi's hand.
Could it be that the sword was truly a Spiritual Treasure, able to protect its master on its own?
However, Zhou Xi was only a Martial Artist at the Meridian Opening Realm, not a cultivator at the Dao Palace Realm who had refined Mana; theoretically, she shouldn't have been able to wield a Spiritual Treasure.
(Many readers may have forgotten the specific realm divisions by now, here is a reminder from Han Jiushan: Tempering Body Realm, Condensed Truth Realm, Meridian Opening Realm, Spirit Martial Realm, these four realms, each divided into Nine Layers, belong to the Martial Realm, where True Qi is cultivated.)
(Dao Palace Realm, Life Spring Realm, Myriad Manifestation Realm, Immortal Platform Realm, Dragon Transformation Realm, Saint, Great Saint, Supreme Saint, Quasi-Emperor, Emperor Realm, starting from Dao Palace Realm, belong to the Cultivator Realm, where True Qi transforms into Mana, and Divine Skills can be cultivated, with each realm divided into Early Stage, Intermediate Stage, Late Stage, and Peak instead of Nine Layers.)
"Interesting, it seems that this sword is not a common Spirit Sword."
The gray-robed elder regained his composure and continued to step forward, each step exerting boundless pressure.
Finally, he stopped in front of Qinchuan and Zhou Xi, his terrifying aura condensing as dragon-like roars resounded from within his body, his spine glowing, with waves of terrifying power surging, stirring up a fearsome spiritual storm.
The people all around changed color, their eyes filled with dread as they gazed at the gray-robed elder.
"Dragon Transformation Realm!"
This gray-robed elder was actually a powerhouse at the Dragon Transformation Realm!
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Moreover, it seemed he had been in the Dragon Transformation Realm for quite some time, his power robust and refined!
He was not merely someone who had just entered the Dragon Transformation Realm.
He stopped walking in front of Qinchuan and Zhou Xi, and as he raised his head, the seemingly hunched body harbored an immensely terrifying power.
"Disaster comes from the mouth, the Jiuli Ghost Sect, must not be insulted."
His elderly voice rang out—these eleven brief words conveyed the Jiuli Ghost Sect's overbearing and uncompromising stance.
As the words ended.
A dreadful force burst from within him, rolling towards Qinchuan and Zhou Xi.
With Qinchuan and Zhou Xi's mere strength at the Meridian Opening Realm, under such a terrible force, without any surprise, they would be instantly reduced to two puffs of Blood Mist.
It would be like dropping a pebble into a still lake, without causing the slightest ripple.
However, against all expectations, faced with a Dragon Transformation Realm powerhouse like the gray-robed elder, faced with such an absolutely fatal predicament, that young man in the arena, seemed as if he hadn't noticed the danger at all, still standing there calmly and collected.
In those calm eyes, there was not the slightest ripple, not a hint of the expected panic or fear; instead, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he shook his head with a smile and said, "If you strike, the Jiuli Ghost Sect will have no place for you any longer, believe me?"
