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"Very good, indeed a cocky and arrogant fellow. It's just a pity that you can go but may not come back. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind teaching you a lesson," Zheng Long said with a fierce expression.
As one of the top ten disciples of the Inner Sect, he was used to the respect and awe of others. Now, encountering someone who completely disregarded him and spoke without any courtesy made him furious!
"Truly arrogant, treating someone in the top ten of the Inner Sect Disciples like this. I really don't know what's going on in this person's head," one Inner Sect Disciple responded, looking speechless.
"I've said it before, this is someone who cannot be judged by common sense. Otherwise, would a normal person take on a Six-Star Mission and not give face to the Top Ten Experts of the Inner Sect?" another Inner Sect Disciple said matter-of-factly.
"Sigh, I wonder if he can survive and come back. Such an interesting person would be a real pity to lose."
"Hehe, with his Qi Layer of Refining Qi cultivation level, going up against two Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement and two Refining Qi Ninth Layer Bandit leaders, plus over a hundred Bandit lackeys. Even if he previously defeated Huang Feng of the Refining Qi Ninth Layer, I still don't have high hopes for him. I'm afraid this time he won't come back alive."
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with us anyway. Let's see what other missions we can take on next. Maybe we can make some breakthroughs in our cultivation through Experience."
After discussing for a while, many Inner Sect Disciples went off to do their own things, no longer caring about Ren Pingsheng's life or death. They had no ties to him; he was just a joke for them to laugh at. Who would genuinely care about the life or death of someone unrelated?
"Well, everything is packed up nicely; nothing has been left behind." After checking his preparations, Ren Pingsheng nodded. All valuable items were stored in his Spatial Bracelet; the burden he carried contained only trivial items to throw others off.
After registering and receiving a Black Demon Horse from the sect, Ren Pingsheng was ready to begin his Experience journey.
The Black Demon Horse was a Fierce Beast; however, this type of Fierce Beast had a relatively mild temperament and could be tamed. It was said to have a trace of Demon Beast bloodline, tall and strong, capable of traveling eight hundred miles by day and six hundred miles by night.
It was the first choice for ordinary Qi Refinement Stage disciples when going out for Experience. However, it had to be returned afterward; if lost, compensation in silver would be required upon return.
Patting the sturdy and majestic Black Demon Horse, Ren Pingsheng mounted it with ease. Then he squeezed his legs together and felt his body lighten as he vanished in an instant.
"This kid has already left; let someone follow him and find a good opportunity to strike. Of course, it's best if we don't have to act ourselves. This mission of his is practically life-threatening; he might just meet his end directly. That way we avoid exposing ourselves," two figures suddenly emerged from the darkness after seeing Ren Pingsheng disappear.
"Hehe, don't worry. Whether he fails or succeeds in his mission, he won't have the chance to come back alive. The one who will strike this time is quite formidable. Hmph, since he dared to offend me, he'll have to pay the price."
A conspiracy in the darkness was unfolding quietly and unnoticed.
"What incredible speed! This is definitely faster than any Movement Technique, and it saves both effort and worry." Sitting on his horse, Ren Pingsheng felt a surge of pride and couldn't help but let out a loud roar. The sound was clear and resonant, echoing for miles.
Riding with a sword in hand, traversing the world, this is what a man should do!
As he traveled, Ren Pingsheng observed the scenery and people around him with great curiosity about these new experiences.
This was his first formal experience, truly engaging with the world outside of his sect. Previously, he had only read about it in books, but now he could finally see it with his own eyes. Despite usually appearing calm and mature, his youthful spirit shone through at this moment.
"Reading thousands of books requires traveling thousands of miles; what I've seen and heard on this journey is indeed fascinating." As the sun set, Ren Pingsheng missed the last town and decided not to go back. He prepared to spend the night in the wilderness. For a martial artist like him, it was no big deal.
He found a large tree, tied up his Black Demon Horse, and fed it some food. Ren Pingsheng then swiftly climbed up the tree and lay on the trunk, momentarily lost in thought.
The night was deepening, with stars flickering in the distance.
After an unknown amount of time, Ren Pingsheng suddenly heard the sounds of clashing swords and faint shouts of anger.
"Someone is fighting!" He immediately woke up, any trace of sleepiness gone from his face. He looked towards the source of the fighting sounds, hesitating for a moment about whether to approach.
After all, judging by the sounds, it wasn't too far away; they probably wouldn't notice him. However, if he went over there, he might encounter unforeseen dangers.
"Forget it; since I've stumbled upon this, I might as well take a look. As long as I'm careful, there shouldn't be too much danger." After considering it for a while, Ren Pingsheng made up his mind. With a few quick movements, he headed towards the commotion.
"Luo Qingsong, I advise you to be smart; that thing is not something you can take. Hand it over and I might consider letting you live," said a burly man with a fierce expression.
"Let me live? Ha! Do you think I'm a fool? I killed your Establish a Family's Young Master; do you really think you'll let me go?" The young man named Luo Qingsong appeared to be in his twenties but looked pale as if he had sustained serious injuries.
"Hmph, a dead waste has no value and no one will care about it. Just hand over the Sword King Order, and I guarantee you will be fine."
"Is that so? I'll think about it." The young man named Luo Qingsong looked hesitant.
The burly man saw the opportunity and immediately continued with excitement, "Not only that, but I can also talk to my master and make you a key disciple of the Evil Sect. That way, you won't have to worry about cultivation resources anymore. As long as the Evil Sect exists, with this big tree covering you, you can walk freely in half of the Snow State."
"Evil Sect? Isn't that a third-tier power? It's a hundred thousand miles away from here; how could they come here?" Ren Pingsheng, who had just arrived, overheard their conversation. "And what is this Sword King Order? It seems quite valuable."
"Evil Sect? Who is your master?"
"Haha, my master is a grand elder of the Evil Sect, second only to the sect leader. Making you a key disciple of the Evil Sect would be easy; you must seize this opportunity."
"I didn't expect your master's status to be so high. Alright, I'll give you this Sword King Order; I hope you keep your word." The young man named Luo Qingsong said regretfully.
"Brother Luo's action is extremely wise. Once I return, I will definitely not forget tonight's promise." The burly man couldn't hide his joy as he approached, reaching out to take the token from Luo Qingsong's hand!
"Ah, you treacherous thief, you dare to plot against me! I will kill you!" Suddenly, the burly man holding the token looked terrified and dropped it with a scream!
"Hmph, don't think I don't know your intentions. I was afraid that once you got the Sword King Order, you'd turn on me. Don't think I didn't notice that Thunderbolt hidden in your left hand behind your back." The young man named Luo Qingsong mocked him as if he could see through everything.
"Well, it seems I've underestimated you. In that case, die!" The burly man roared in anger as a large sword appeared in his hand and slashed down directly. The force of the attack sent chills down Ren Pingsheng's spine as he hid in the distance; he knew he couldn't withstand such an attack.
"Could it be... is he a warrior strongman? Otherwise, how could he have such power?" Ren Pingsheng involuntarily swallowed hard, his lips feeling dry. He felt that it was likely a perfected Qi Refinement warrior; although he wasn't a match for him, he certainly didn't feel completely powerless.
More importantly, the sword light wasn't made of spiritual energy but something more refined and advanced—what should be called 'true energy.' To become a warrior strongman, one must convert the spiritual energy within into true energy.
With a loud 'boom,' everything within a ten-zhang radius became barren. Whether it was the previous large trees or wild grass, they were all shredded by the sword light and vanished without a trace.
A figure flew out from the dust—it was none other than the young man Luo Qingsong, though his aura was somewhat disordered. The palm strike he had unleashed earlier matched the burly man's might. Both were holding nothing back and seemed intent on defeating each other.
"Very well! Watch my Shura Palm!" With a light shout, an enormous palm descended from the sky with unmatched power. It was indeed Luo Qingsong preparing to fight for his life.
"Mountain and Sea Turning!" The Brute was not weak either; a Sword Qi collided with the massive palm that obscured the sky, resulting in a moment of silence before a shockwave spread outwards, affecting the distant trees and wild grass, causing them to vanish little by little.
Even Ren Pingsheng, who was far away, felt his blood surge, and he could faintly hear blood flowing from his ears.
"Damn it!" Suddenly, a black light exploded in front of the young man named Luo Qingsong. A flash of fire appeared, and after a while, he was seen looking gravely injured and swaying unsteadily.
"This is something I learned from you; now you must be feeling uncomfortable," the Brute had taken advantage of his moment of inattention to throw a Pili Zi at him, and it seemed to have worked remarkably well, as he wore a smug expression.
"Heh heh, good, very good. I actually underestimated you. But in the end, you won't be able to leave alive; you'll realize that soon. Did you think that the previous sneak attack was just that?"
"Ah, you... actually have poison." The Brute suddenly turned pale, black blood oozing from his eyes, ears, and nose. He appeared deeply poisoned and let out a terrible scream before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.
"Heh heh, not bad; the effect is even better than I expected. I thought I would have to wait longer." The young man named Luo Qingsong looked quite satisfied. However, he soon began to cough and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
"Damn it! To be injured so severely; as a disciple of the Evil Sect's Grand Elder, you should have some decent healing medicine on you."
"Ah! How could you..." Suddenly, while crouching down to search for something, Luo Qingsong let out a scream filled with disbelief.
"Heh heh, did you think I didn't recognize the Black Serpent's Venom earlier? I had already taken an antidote pill that can temporarily suppress the poison." The Brute, who had previously died without warning, suddenly stood up with a sinister and menacing smile.
"You can rest assured; the Sword King Order will finally be mine." He glanced at his opponent who had been pierced by a sword in the chest and was now barely breathing. He burst into triumphant laughter.
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