A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch

Chapter 378 - 236: Thousandfold-Forged Divine Soldiers, Nanming Li Fire

Bai Qi had just crossed the threshold when his brow started twitching violently, as if he had fallen into an icy cave, a bone-chilling cold spreading across his body.

He looked up to see the snow-white sword qi rolling like a tide, exploding with thunderous force.

It hung in mid-air like a waterfall, vast and imposing, pouring down with overwhelming pressure!

Among them was a faint figure, with clothes rustling in the wind, leaping several dozen yards, directly crashing into the hall.

Accompanied by a loud "thud," smoke and dust surged from all directions, raising ripples of air waves.

"Tsk, the County City is really different; it’s only been a short while, and already Four Cultivation Grandmasters are everywhere."

Bai Qi shielded Ah Di in front of him, secretly complaining in his heart.

Daring to break into the Daoist Official’s Office in broad daylight showed the person’s audacity and overbearing nature.

In terms of aura, not losing to Master!

But logically, a Four Cultivation Grandmaster shouldn’t be so reckless unless they have strong backing.

Otherwise, they would anger the Dragon Court, stir up the Prefecture City, and use the Mountain and River Array for suppression.

Even the most unruly martial artist would have their spine broken, forced to kneel like a dog.

Thinking of this, Bai Qi felt that Master Chen Xing forcing Master Ninghai Zen to take a step back back then was not without reason.

As long as Master Ning did not become accomplished in Divine Techniques, he would have to exist under the Dragon Court’s roof, difficult to completely break free from constraints.

If the Seventeenth Lineage was truly wiped out, Ninghai Zen’s name would quickly appear on the wanted list of ghostwriters worldwide.

The Tongwen Hall would also become a rebel force branded with the traitor’s hat, like the White Sun Sect.

"What Master taught is truly sage advice. In the world outside, background comes first!

This sword qi is so fierce, it’s estimated to be a true disciple of the Meridian Sword Sect!"

Bai Qi guessed, looking around the entire Celestial Water Prefecture, daring to offend a Dragon Court Daoist Official without fearing the consequences, there should be only two places.

One is Zhao Pijiang’s General’s Mansion, the other is the Meridian Sword Sect.

That person’s entire body was almost bursting with sword qi, likely from the latter.

"How imposing!"

Bai Qi marveled in his heart.

No wonder others call the Sword Sect disciples "Sword Madmen."

Treating the Daoist Official’s Office as nothing, ignoring the Dragon Court’s laws, this arrogance was truly both insolent and audacious, outrageously mad!

If it were any other Upper Sect, they wouldn’t act like this; at least make some pretense.

Therefore, the relationship between the Meridian Sword Sect and the Dragon Court has always been tense.

Over the years, they have been repeatedly suppressed by Zhao Pijiang, and this is part of the reason.

"Ah Brother, should we still go in?"

Bai Ming asked softly.

The hall inside was bristling with tension, the atmosphere had dropped to freezing point.

The swordsman’s sharpness, who identified himself as Chunyu Cultivator, was unmatched. If Master Xuanji dared to utter half a "no," it seemed he would be beheaded to set an example!

The armored warriors guarding outside and the Bearers of the Tripod who were always present remained frozen in place like servants.

"Immortals fighting, why should we get involved in the commotion, let’s just stay cool on the side."

Bai Qi pulled Ah Di, Bai Ming, to a corner, and if he hadn’t already crossed the threshold, he would have turned back home to avoid getting caught up in it.

"No-Life Sword Chunyu Cultivator’s reputation is well-deserved, truly bloodthirsty!"

Sweat beaded on Xu Zhen’s forehead, his water-blue Daoist robe couldn’t hide it, even though he had strength comparable to a Four Cultivation Grandmaster.

But against Chunyu Cultivator, a true disciple of the Sword Sect, he might not last three moves!

To know, the true disciple requirements for the Meridian Sword Sect were extremely harsh, with very few in number, totaling scarcely less than ten over the years.

After the infamous scandal of the Daoist’s betrayal, they became even more depleted, now only remaining three.

Among them, "Dragon Sword Mo Tian Sheng" was the most famous, "Divine Brilliance Sword Jiang Zaiyue" was the most respected.

And "No-Life Sword Chunyu Cultivator" was notoriously infamous, like a rabid dog.

After Kou Qiuyue died by the Nu Yun Riverfront, this person officially went into seclusion, until the "Life-taking Sword Qiu Qianchuan" was beheaded by a Hidden Pavilion Assassin, he descended the mountain.

Alone, he dismantled seven or eight Buddhist Sect temples, causing the military wolves nurtured by Zhao Pijiang to suffer, many deaths.

If not for the intervention of Silver Hammer Grand Protector Pei Yuanqing, the Meridian Sword Sect and the General’s Mansion might have torn each other apart, resulting in an irreconcilable situation of life and death.

"Just now, it was a slip of the tongue, I inadvertently offended Chunyu the True Disciple, I hereby sincerely apologize."

Master Xuanji profoundly felt his flesh and body almost tearing apart, so he silently swallowed the grievance stuck in his chest, choosing the better part of valor, and humbly said:

"All the troops and personnel of the Yihai Prefecture Government Office can be commanded at Chunyu the True Disciple’s discretion. The documentary archives in the repository are also open for Sword Sect disciples to inspect freely.

I will not obstruct! Please calm your thunderous anger, Chunyu the True Disciple!"

Chunyu Cultivator’s eyes under the straw hat quietly observed Master Xuanji, and after a moment, he softly commented:

"Quite sensible."

He really had moved to kill just now, if Master Xuanji had shown the slightest stubbornness, the sword edge would pierce his skull, shattering the Divine Soul, settling the score.

As for whether the Dragon Court would be enraged and demand an explanation from the Sword Sect?

No need to consider!

Since the Sect Leader had named him to lead the team down the mountain, this scenario should have been anticipated.

Even if Chunyu Cultivator tore a big hole in the sky, the Sect Leader would mend it with one hand.

It’s always been the rule for the Meridian Sword Sect; junior true disciples gain fame and reputation, the Sect Leader and Elders handle the aftermath.

"Junior Brother Qiu has died in vain, Junior Brother Luo cannot be wronged and die too, I and Nephew Long will remain stationed in Yihai Prefecture, eliminate the remnants of the White Sun Sect, and won’t let any Hidden Pavilion Assassin escape until Jing Wuming is found."

Chunyu Cultivator frowned coldly, that vast and grand waterfall-like sword qi swiftly retracted, like swirling mist drawn into the body’s core.