Chapter 1275: Chapter 1263: The Spirit Plants Garden Amidst the Bamboo Mountain Forest_1 Chapter 1275: Chapter 1263: The Spirit Plants Garden Amidst the Bamboo Mountain Forest_1 The bustling street suddenly fell silent, and the onlookers quickly dispersed, avoiding the center of the conflict.
“Everyone, it was Li Shengyang who provoked this confrontation today, Mu Fan is only teaching him a lesson.”
Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Li Xuerou's sword tip trembled slightly, the threat obvious: “You people don't distinguish right from wrong and want to gang up on us. Are you not taking our Never-Aging Peak seriously?”
“Hmph, Shengyang's broken arm cannot go unavenged.”
A disciple from the Everlasting Peak retorted angrily: “Either Mu Fan dies, or one of his arms is cut off to apologize to Li Shengyang.”
“Sister, step back.”
Mu Fan's eyes were cold and frosty, and in a flash, his sword had turned into a rain of swords, layer upon layer, roaring away with the force of mountains and seas.
“Ah!”
A series of screams sounded at the same time.
Everlasting Sect disciples did not expect his movements to be so fast, they had no time to react.
Several disciples were pierced through the shoulder by the illusory sword light, spewing a mouthful of blood, screaming in agony as they fell to the ground.
Mu Fan's gaze was cold, and he retracted his Flying Sword, then quickly ascended into the sky on his Sword Control, vanishing from everyone's sight like a dazzling star streaking across the horizon.
*
“Oh no, this kid just left like that, with Little Shui'er still on him!”
Lin Jinyang and Yi Xian'er exchanged glances and followed closely on their Swords Control.
Unfortunately, the entrance to the Tranquil Sect was guarded by a Defensive Array, and the two were blocked by the defensive barrier when they arrived at the mountain gate.
“Jinming, Jinfeng, Jin Jing!”
Lin Jinyang stomped his feet anxiously, cut his finger and forced out three drops of blood essence. Using a secret method, he sent a mental voice message: “Something happened to Little Shui'er. Which of you three can quickly return here with Tianfeng, Tianhuo, or Tianlei?”
“What's going on? What happened to Little Shui'er?”
“Who dares to bully our Little Shui'er? I'll crush them…”
Three blood beads floated in the palm of his hand, and the responses from Lin Jinfeng and Lin Jinming arrived swiftly, filled with undisguised anxiety.
“Little Shui'er encountered Mu Fan, and he took her into the Tranquil Sect.”
Lin Jinyang was so anxious that cold sweat formed on his forehead: “Mu Fan has a vendetta against the people of the Everlasting Peak, and it's unlikely to end well. There might be a danger to his life, and I'm afraid it might involve Little Shui'er.”
“Little Shui'er met Mu Fan?”
“How could you let Little Shui'er get involved with him?”
Two astonished questions were transmitted at the same time, full of disbelief.
“It's a long story, whoever can get back first, hurry up! I'm afraid that the people of the Everlasting Peak might exact revenge on Mu Fan. It might be too late by then.”
Lin Jinyang felt so frustrated he wanted to vomit blood.
“Unfortunately, I'm going through the Tribulation Stage right now, and the third Heavenly Thunder is about to strike.”
Lin Jinming's helpless voice came through despite being far away in Spirit Snake Valley. His anxiety and frustration were all too clear.
“Tianfeng and I just arrived at the Barbaric Wilderness Secret Realm. We're too far away from the Southern Border, and it will take some time for us to rush back.”
Lin Jinfeng was also very helpless.
Just after arriving in the Barbaric Wilderness, a problem occurred.
It seemed like fate was playing a cruel joke on him!
“Huo'er and I will hurry back. We'll be there in the time it takes to burn a stick of incense.”
Jin Jing's response came like a timely rain, extinguishing Lin Jinyang's growing anxiety.
Lin Jinyang felt slightly relieved: “You two head straight to the mountain gate of the Tranquil Sect. Yi Xian'er and I will be waiting for you here.”
“All right.”
Jin Jing's calm and decisive voice brought an immense sense of trust and reassurance to others.
*
Tranquil Sect, Never-Aging Peak, the Spirit Plants Garden within the bamboo forest.
Mu Fan had grown up in the Tranquil Sect since he was a child. From the age of six, he started planting and nurturing Spirit Flowers and Spirit Plants in the Spirit Plants Garden.
In a blink of an eye, ten years had passed.
He had grown from a naive child into a once-in-millennium prodigy of cultivation.
Chapter end
Report
|
Donate
Oh o, this user has not set a donation button.
|