"Everyone, if you make a mistake, you may lose your life."
Jian Changfeng said coldly.
Upon hearing his words, everyone had a strange look on their faces. They looked at Chu Kuangren, then at Jian Changfeng, trying to guess what he meant.
Did Chu Kuangren have a grudge against the Swordsmen?!
"If I'm not mistaken, you must be the Chu Kuangren who killed the Sima Clan Head and the others at Sky-Lake Mountain and stole the Icy Lotus, am I right?"
"Yes, that's me." Chu Kuangren nodded with a playful smile on his face.
His Eye of Revelation was already in operation, analyzing all the information about Jian Changfeng.
The Swordsmen's top-notch sky-pride, Dual Mastery of the Guqin and Sword, and his combat strength was comparable to a top-notch Sage Ruler …
Not bad, he was considered a top-notch sky-pride, but unfortunately, he was nothing compared to Chu Kuangren.
Chu Kuangren wanted to see what Jian Changfeng was up to.
"You're now on the Swordsmen's blacklist. You better watch out for yourself."
As soon as Jian Changfeng finished speaking, he turned into a sword ray and flew away.
Although he was a top-notch sky-pride, he knew he was no match for Chu Kuangren after witnessing his combat strength.
The only reason he showed up was to warn the Si family, Illusory Sound Sect, and a few other orthodoxies.
Chu Kuangren also saw through his opponent's plan. He had to admit that his opponent's move was very effective.
The forces and musical cultivators who wanted to befriend Chu Kuangren earlier were shocked when they heard that Chu Kuangren had a grudge against the Swordsmen, and they immediately stayed away from him.
They were as cold as they had been earlier.
Some of them even looked at Chu Kuangren as if he was a dead man.
Offending the Swordsmen in the Emperor's Path was no different from courting death.
"Brother Chu, just pretend that I didn't say anything. The Seven String Guqin Society has nothing to do with you."
The Illusory Sound Sect Master then looked at the Spring Thunder in his opponent's hand and said, "This Emperor Weapon, please …"
"Why, you want to go back?"
Before the Illusory Sound Sect Master could finish his sentence, Chu Kuangren spoke on his behalf. He said playfully, "Didn't the Guqin Society organize this Banquet to find a new owner for the Emperor Weapon? Now that the Emperor Weapon has recognized me as its owner, you want to go back? Do you have no shame? "
"You …"
Upon hearing Chu Kuangren's words, the Illusory Sound Sect's Sect Master's expression turned grim, but he had nothing to say.
Unable to get it back, and unable to defeat him, the three Guild Leaders of the guqin concert could not do anything to Chu Kuangren.
"Hmph!"
The Illusory Sound Sect Master snorted coldly and left.
Meanwhile, the Hope Yin Clan Leader looked at Chu Kuangren with a look of pity in her eyes. "It's such a shame that a musical Daoist genius like you has offended the Swordsmen."
She was already thinking about how to distance herself from Chu Kuangren and the others.
…
After leaving Seven Flux City, Jian Changfeng passed by a mountain range.
All of a sudden, a strange fluctuation appeared in the void.
His keen senses told him that something was amiss. A Quasi-emperor longsword appeared in his hand, and he coldly scanned the surroundings. "Who is it? Show yourself!"
"Tsk tsk, as expected of a direct descendant of the Fourth Elder. To be able to detect me."
A pitch-black shadow appeared beside Jian Changfeng.
That person wore a long black robe and exuded a treacherous aura.
When this person appeared, Jian Changfeng felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped significantly.
"Shadow Blademaster?!"
Jian Changfeng recognized the attire of the person before him. It was the most powerful and secretive troop of the Swordsmen, the Shadow Blademaster!
"That's right. I'm the Shadow Blademaster, the Grudge Blademaster."
"Why have you suddenly appeared in front of me?" Jian Changfeng put away his longsword and said.
"To be honest, I have a small favor to ask of you."
"Oh, the Shadow Blademaster is asking for my help? That's interesting. Tell me about it."
"It's about Chu Kuangren …"
…
After the Myriad Zither Banquet ended, Chu Kuangren returned to the Hope Sound Sect.
However, not long after he returned, the Hope Sound Sect Leader came looking for him.
"I've only just returned, and Brother Lin is already here. What's the matter?"
Chu Kuangren smiled at the Hope Sound Sect Leader. Since the Hope Sound Sect Leader's surname was Lin, Chu Kuangren had always addressed her as Brother Lin.
"I'm here to ask Brother Chu and the people of the Black Heaven Sect to leave the Hope Sound Sect immediately."
The Hope Sound Sect Leader did not beat around the bush and immediately stated her intention.
Beside her, Yang Xiyun's expression changed slightly. "Honorable Teacher …"
"Xiyun, don't interfere in this matter."
Just as Yang Xiyun was about to say something, she was interrupted by the Hope Sound Sect Leader.
Chu Kuangren was not surprised when he heard the Hope Sound Sect Leader's words. It was as if he had expected it.
"What a pity. I was hoping to find a chance to interact more with Brother Lin. Perhaps we'll have a chance to become in-laws in the future."
"There's no chance for that."
The Hope Sound Sect Leader coldly glanced at Murong Xuan beside her. "He's not worthy to be the son-in-law of the Hope Sound Sect."
"Honorable Teacher! What have Brother Murong and the others done wrong? Why do you have to treat them this way? "
Yang Xiyun could not help but ask loudly.
"Offending the Swordsmen is their biggest mistake!" The Hope Sound Sect Leader shouted coldly.
"The Swordsmen? Do they think they can do whatever they want?"
"Silly child, the Swordsmen's heritage can't be compared to ten Hope Sound Sects. If they want to kill someone, no one can protect them."
Yang Xiyun heard that and looked at Murong Xuan with a helpless and worried expression.
On one side was where her heart belonged, and on the other side was her Honorable Teacher and the sect that raised her. She was caught in the middle and was in a dilemma.
"Xiyun, the Swordsmen are powerful. The Hope Sound Sect Leader is only doing this to protect you and the Hope Sound Sect. I can understand that."
Murong Xuan looked at Yang Xiyun and comforted her.
"It's good that you think this way. I won't make things difficult for you. Seeing that you've saved Xiyun before, I'll give you fifty kilograms of spiritual source. Take it."
The Hope Sound Sect Leader took out a Yin and Yang Ring.
Her meaning was very clear. 'Take this spiritual source and break up with my disciple. Go far away and never come back.'
"I saved Xiyun. That's my business. I'm not asking you to repay me. Please take this spiritual source back, Sect Leader."
"Hmph, pretending to be virtuous."
The Hope Sound Sect Leader snorted. To her, Murong Xuan was a sky-pride from the outside world. How much spiritual source could he have after entering the Emperor's Path?
Fifty kilograms of spiritual source was considered a considerable asset in the Emperor's Path.
In the outside world, that was equivalent to ten billion Top-tier soulstones.
"As for the spiritual source, the Black Heaven Sect has plenty of it. You don't have to worry about it, Brother Lin."
Chu Kuangren stepped forward and said. He did not even look at the Yin and Yang Ring before he left with Shang Qingxue.
Murong Xuan and Yang Xiyun looked at each other. Both of them were reluctant to leave.
"Xiyun, trust me. I'll overcome all the difficulties and come back for you!"
Murong Xuan took a deep breath and said solemnly.
After that, he turned around and caught up to Chu Kuangren and Shang Qingxue.
Murong Xuan did not say a word along the way. He seemed to be immersed in the sadness of parting with Yang Xiyun.
"What's wrong? You can't even handle such a small setback?" Chu Kuangren raised his eyebrows.
At that moment, Murong Xuan lifted his head and looked at the end of the Emperor's Path. He said firmly, "Sect Leader, I want to become an Emperor!!"
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