All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 460 - 276: Mo Fan’s Sacred Bone_1

Chapter 460: Chapter 276: Mo Fan’s Sacred Bone_1
The Gu Family members looked at the scene before them, their hearts secretly thrilled.
Gu Nan had gradually recovered from the initial shock; indeed, his decision this time was absolutely the clearest choice of his life! So what was so special about that man in black? In front of Elder Su, wasn’t he just another person who had to kneel when required?
"Speak. I hope the information you provide is worth your life." Two swords interlocked and whirled beside Su Bei. Su Bei looked indifferently at Yi Ten, who was kneeling on the ground, waiting for his reply.
In the distance, atop the watchtower, the young man watching the scene frowned instantly. He then turned his head and glanced at the elder, saying, "Jia Yi, silence that mouth."
Jia Yi nodded, his sleeves billowing freely in the air, making a whipping sound. He glanced towards the sky. The next moment, the firmament above burst into clear, unclouded azure, then clouds began to converge ceaselessly, quickly filling the sky with dark clouds. The terrifying sound of thunder came from all around.
Ji Nanjue, who had been observing everything, changed his expression in an instant.
The grand momentum of heaven and earth?
"Husband, be careful!"
In the sky, the dark clouds were as black as ink. Within them, lightning sparked, appearing like myriad stars across the heavens.
Above Dao Integration.
In just an instant, Ji Nanjue had already judged the power of the person who had acted.
This is the Thunder Pond! A core technique of the Daoist School!?
The urgent task at hand was to ensure Su Bei’s safety. Ji Nanjue took a deep breath and waved his hand. In an instant, layers of snow lotuses bloomed between heaven and earth, pressing towards the dozens of thunder-pond stars. The same grand momentum of heaven and earth enveloped the entire Xiegu City!
SCREECH!
An echoing phoenix cry followed, and then an ice phoenix appeared, its call resounding through heaven and earth, protecting Su Bei entirely behind its figure.
Su Bei’s eyes were fixed on the sky full of Thunder Ponds as a thunderbolt as thick as a water barrel crashed down! In that very moment, Su Bei delivered a stroke of his sword.
"Who?"
BOOM—
Su Bei’s brow furrowed instantly as the thunderbolt sent him flying backward. His body landed on a warm, soft form that felt cool to the touch and carried a familiar scent.
"Husband, leave this to me..."
Ji Nanjue’s previously tense body relaxed quietly at this moment. With a furrow of her phoenix eyes, her Spiritual Energy surged out, reversing the Supreme Yin Qi towards the direction of the Thunder Pond.
Jia Yi’s lips curved into a faint smile. The Thunder Pond dodged Ji Nanjue’s fierce attack, and then a thunderbolt as large as a mountain struck Yi Ten instantly.
BOOM—
"NO!!!"
Yi Ten’s eyes bulged wide with despair as he watched his body disintegrate.
"Jia Yi! You will not die a good death!!"
A net of heaven and earth, thunder from all directions. Jia Yi looked on indifferently as Yi Ten turned to ash, and then the sky full of Thunder Ponds gradually faded away.
The young man glanced meaningfully at Su Bei and suddenly uttered an inexplicable phrase, "Perhaps, Elder Su, we can become friends..."
Then the two of them disappeared in an instant, leaving behind only a scene of ruins.
Su Bei looked with a complex expression at the fading figures, suppressing the tumultuous qi and blood within him. He then glanced once more at the still-dazed Gu Family.
"Gu Qingfeng, our fate ends here," he said. "I hope you will not disappoint my expectations in the future."
With those words, he took Li Zijun and Ji Nanjue and pursued in the direction where the two had disappeared.
The Chu Family and Hu Family of Xiegu City had brazenly intruded into the Gu Family’s home. However, at the doorstep, they encountered a prominent figure from the Sword Sect who came to the Gu Family’s aid. There were even rumors that this figure had taken Gu Qingfeng as a Direct Disciple. This news spread rapidly in all directions and even made the headlines of the Star Moon Newspaper in the Dongfeng Ancient Country. This incident became the topic of conversation for many cultivators over tea and after meals; one could hear discussions about it everywhere.
"Doesn’t this mean that the Gu Family has skyrocketed to prominence?"
"Is it really so difficult for those from the South Wind Ancient Country to enter a Sect? Isn’t it something you can just walk into?"
"To become a disciple of Elder Su, the Gu Family’s ancestral graves must be emitting auspicious smoke..."
"Yes! Personally appointed by the Saintess, the foremost person beneath Dao Integration!"
Meanwhile, the black-robed cultivator who was inexplicably slain also came into public view for the first time. Xiegu City, a previously unremarkable city in the South Wind Ancient Country, became renowned throughout the entire Dongfeng Ancient Country because of this incident. The true focus of all the major powers, however, was unequivocally the protagonist of this event: Elder Su from the Sword Sect.
A few months ago at the Ascension Platform, Elder Su had expended all his effort when fighting Lin Duo from Wuhua Palace, who was at Half-Step into Dao Integration. Yet now, he was able to suppress another cultivator at Half-Step into Dao Integration with a single sword strike. The speed of such cultivation was somewhat terrifying. Even within the Sect, rumors were swirling that in a few hundred years, the Sword Sect would reach a new peak thanks to Su Bei’s existence!
「Sword Sect, Main Hall.」
A fierce competition among the new Sword Sect Disciples was already underway. Among them was a group of new disciples, including Xiao Ruoching, Mo Li, and the Sword Maiden, all vying for their positions within the Sword Sect.
At the highest point of the hall, a stream surrounded an elegant pavilion, amidst which ancient pines stood hidden, and birds roosted atop their boughs, twittering sweetly. No curtains were seen in the pavilion; gentle breezes swept through, causing the robes of those gathered within to flutter like banners.
Wenren Pingxin stood atop the pavilion, her gaze flowing, looking down indifferently at everything unfolding below.
In truth, her heart had blossomed with joy—how many years had it been since she witnessed such a grand gathering?
Before her were the vibrant new Sword Sect Disciples, brimming with youthful vigor.
Her gaze took in the tranquil white cranes soaring high, the verdant pines, and green bamboo. Then, Wenren Pingxin leaned lazily against a corner of the pavilion, her eyes following the earnest swordplay of the Sword Sect Disciples in the main hall. She saw mist and rosy clouds rise, a majestic scene, with the mountaintops appearing in hues of green and gold—an image of warmth and harmony.
Far in the distance, geese flew in formation.
Amidst the blue, clouds drifted by.
Darkly, someone picked at their toes...
Wenren Pingxin tilted her head and glanced at the shabby-bearded Shangguan Wendao beside her, who was lying on the floor, heedlessly picking at his toes, and sighed profoundly.
No matter what, her Mentor had returned, hadn’t he?
Wenren Pingxin blinked, looking up at the clouds in the sky above, which gradually took on the shape of a person; she was unsure if it was just her imagination.
Bei Bei, where are you now?
Her eyes aimlessly scanned the surroundings. As she idly watched, her gaze suddenly fixed on a spot below. To her right, on the arena stage, a torrent like a waterfall erupted, its force stirring the waters of a pool below into a tide-like mist. Beside it, a disciple with a resolute gaze struck out, sending his opponent flying with a single sword thrust! He looked ordinary, but there was an undeniable aura of determination about him!
From below, Jun Wuxie yawned and, looking at the man, shouted, "Outer Sect Disciple, Mo Fan, wins!!"
As Jun Wuxie’s voice fell, an undeniable moment of silence descended, followed by a wave of irresistible exclamations. Everyone’s expressions were a mix of astonishment and excitement; this result was incredibly unexpected. In an instant, the entire hall was abuzz. Everyone stared in disbelief at the man on the stage with the steadfast gaze, murmuring amongst themselves:
"My heavens! How many consecutive wins does Senior Brother Mo Fan have?"
"Eight straight wins, I believe! So powerful! Even Senior Sister Mo and Senior Sister Xiao only have ten consecutive wins for now..."
"Senior Brother Mo Fan was questioned by both Senior Sister Xiao and Senior Sister Mo together right after he joined the Sword Sect!"
"Then for this trip to Finger Immortal City in the South Country, the qualification to pass through Buckle Immortal Gate to the Ascension Road must surely include Senior Brother Mo Fan!"
"I’m so envious!!"
Gasping for breath, Mo Fan looked around at the crowd, then stepped forward and announced loudly, "Mo Fan, requests guidance!!"
Wenren Pingxin’s brows lifted slightly. Then, licking her lips, she gently said, "This Mo Fan is interesting. Why can’t I discern his constitution?"
Shangguan Wendao stretched with a lazy yawn, his eyes sparkling with profound meaning as he said, "His constitution could be said to be rather poor, but this lad must have had some fortuitous encounter. At the least, that bone in his body doesn’t seem inferior to Xiao Wawa’s Great Dao Qi..."
A flicker of intrigue passed through Wenren Pingxin’s beautiful eyes as she asked curiously, "Mentor, can you tell what that bone in his body is?"
Shangguan Wendao smiled and said in a low voice, "A Sacred Bone."