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Chapter 524: The Golden-Robed Emissaries
Chapter 524: The Golden-Robed Emissaries
It had been over ten days since Tie Kaicheng returned to Chen Zhou. Aside from the visit from Master Tianming and his secluded martial arts training, he had also taken Sun Xingyu and Li Zhenzhen out to explore the city.
Sun Xingyu, with her mysterious background and veiled face, was not known to many.
However, Li Zhenzhen, known as the 'Raksasa Fairy' and the rightful heir to Emei of her generation, was recognized by many in the martial arts world.
Hence, the news of her relationship with the chief of the Red Flag Escort Agency was not a secret. Many in the martial arts world were already aware of it and had spread the word.
As such, the Demon Sect naturally received the news as well, which prompted the arrival of two golden-robed emissaries.
"Li Zhenzhen! Tie Kaicheng!"
"Eh? Saintess?"
The two emissaries had not only spotted Li Zhenzhen and Tie Kaicheng but also Sun Xingyu, of course.
"Saintess, what are you doing here?"
"The Teachings have been searching for you for a long time. You are to return to the Divine Sect immediately."
"Currently, the Divine Sect and the Central Plains martial arts world have deep-seated grudges. You will be in danger staying in the Central Plains."
"Could it be that these two dogs have captured you? Saintess, rest assured, we can immediately twist their heads off and hang them outside the Red Flag Escort Agency's gates, giving a little shock to the Central Plains martial artists."
"The Central Plains warriors are all fragile and timid as mice. It's quite easy to scare them witless."
The two golden-robed emissaries didn't care whether Sun Xingyu had any hidden schemes. They directly exposed her identity and then aggressively approached Tie Kaicheng and Li Zhenzhen.
In essence, they didn't respect Sun Xingyu, nor did they hold Tie Kaicheng and his companion in high regard. They carried an air of superiority, looking down on the Central Plains martial artists.
Sun Xingyu's face turned ashen, and she remained silent.
Li Zhenzhen glanced at Sun Xingyu with amusement and raised her eyebrows mockingly.
Sun Xingyu couldn't help but explain, "These two are the sons of the Demon Sect Leader, and they are closely affiliated with Tianxiao Prince."
As the Demon Sect had thousands of followers, it was natural for internal factions to form. Although the Sect Leader's martial arts suppressed all opposition, and everyone ostensibly submitted to his rule, the internal factions still had their own agendas.
Jin Shi, Yin Long, and Tie Yan had long been dissatisfied with the strict sect rules and harbored rebellious intentions. After being discovered by Sun Xingyu, they formed an alliance.
There was another faction led by the son of the Demon Sect Leader, mostly consisting of golden-robed emissaries who aspired to become elders once he ascended to the position of Sect Leader.
The last faction was one that revered the Demon Sect Leader above all else, but ironically, they were the smallest group. Most people feared the Sect Leader's cold and ruthless demeanor, and only a minority, like Tong Tuo, genuinely admired him.
Since these two were closely tied to Tianxiao Prince, it was only natural that they wouldn't get along with Tianmei Palace Master in the future.
They believed that Sun Xingyu had infiltrated Tie Kaicheng and Li Zhenzhen's side with ulterior motives, so they directly exposed her, intending to sabotage her plans.
The golden-robed emissary on the left stood at a towering nine chi tall and was as thin as a bamboo pole. His wide sleeves and empty hands seemed to suggest he carried no weapons, but his seemingly empty sleeves could conceal a drum-hammering golden mace.
Although the golden-robed emissary on the right was not a dwarf, he was still short, standing at less than five chi. However, he carried a huge broadsword on his back, taller than himself.
Tie Kaicheng narrowed his eyes. "The Longxi Heavenly King's Sword? Have you joined the Demon Sect as well?"
"Sharp eyes," the short man chuckled. "Later, I'll cut you in half with this sword as well. I won't let you suffer; I'll grant you the honor of dying under the Divine Sect's sacred blade."
The tall man swept his sleeves, stirring up a gust of wind, and then spread his arms wide, blocking off most of Li Zhenzhen's path. He withdrew his hands from his sleeves, and in each hand appeared an exotic weapon.
In his right hand, he held a short-handled mace with wolf-tooth spikes, and in his left, a semi-circular shield with a sharp tip.
This combination of offense and defense, coupled with his height, agile movements, and skill that rivaled Li Zhenzhen's, made him a formidable opponent. His style was particularly suited to countering the sword techniques of the Emei sect, putting Li Zhenzhen at a disadvantage from the start.
After only a few exchanges, Li Zhenzhen found herself at a clear disadvantage, her expression turning grim. She couldn't help but admit to herself that these golden-robed emissaries of the Demon Sect were indeed formidable, and no wonder they dared to offend Sun Xingyu. They truly had the strength to back up their bold claims.
If not for Tie Kaicheng's presence, she would already be considering her escape options.
While the tall man pressured Li Zhenzhen, the short one grinned at Tie Kaicheng. "I heard that a few days ago, you killed Mo Feiyan, one of the top ten famous swordsmen of Jiangnan, with a single sword strike?"
"That's right," Tie Kaicheng nodded.
The short man shook his head. "If he could be killed by a single strike from you, Mo Feiyan's reputation was clearly exaggerated. Seems like the Jiangnan martial world isn't all that impressive after all, and that so-called 'Heavenly Respect' organization is probably not worth much either..."
"By that logic, the fact that Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shi-san are hailed as peerless swordsmen is probably just your Central Plains martial world hyping up its own, right?" The short man teased with a smile.
Tie Kaicheng, "...”
"Choke—"
Taking advantage of Tie Kaicheng's momentary silence, the short man drew his blade in an instant.
It was unclear how he managed to draw such a long saber that was even taller than him, but with a crisp sound, the saber's edge reached Tie Kaicheng's head.
Despite his talkativeness, his blade was lightning-fast.
Tie Kaicheng's eyes flickered. This golden-robed emissary's martial arts had far surpassed that of the heir to the Longxi Heavenly King's Sword in the world of The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword. He was strong enough to rank among the top ten on the Divine Armaments Rankings.
If he were still Yu Longsheng, he would have had to exert all his strength, but now...
Without even drawing his sword, Tie Kaicheng waved his sleeve, flicked his wrists, and deflected his opponent's thunderous chop. Then, he closed in.
"Wudang's Flowing Cloud Sleeve?"
The short man's pupils contracted as he tried to retreat, but Tie Kaicheng had already grabbed his arm. He attempted to shake it off, only to realize that his entire left arm had gone numb and immobile.
"This isn't one of the Wudang 72 styles of capture, is it? What kind of martial art is this?" The short man asked, backing away while swinging his saber to create distance.
Tie Kaicheng didn't mind, and he stopped in his tracks.
"Sharp eyes. Indeed, this isn't one of the 72 minor captures. It's a different kind of exotic capture technique." Tie Kaicheng replied nonchalantly, "It has a nice name: the 'Flexible Orchid Hand'."
The short man managed to create some distance and used his right hand, which held the saber, to gently support his left. His intention was to reset the dislocated joint, but as soon as he touched it, his face turned deathly pale.
Tie Kaicheng nodded. "Your intuition is correct. Your left arm is now useless."
(End of Chapter)
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