Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The Lesson
Xu Youwei's guards did not have high cultivation levels, but most of them had retired from Tai Yiwei and were considered retainers of the Xu family.
They looked over and saw that their chests had been pierced, which calmed them down a little.
If Mo Yijian really wanted to kill someone, he would not go straight for the heart. Although the injury was serious, it would not be a problem if it was treated properly.
But just as they approached Xu Youwei, streaks of blood suddenly shot out from his chest!
Xu Youwei's blood turned into blood swords and slashed at the guards!
How could those guards think of such a thing? Two of them were hit by the blood swords, while the others dodged.
As for Xu Youwei, he was also dumbfounded when he saw the blood gushing out of his chest like it was free. Although his strength was not bad and he was not capable of fighting against Mo Yijian, he had never faced a life-and-death battle except for those tests in the Heavenly Palace. Therefore, he did not know how to deal with such a situation.
The guards could not get close to Xu Youwei. If they let this go on, Xu Youwei's blood would be sucked dry and he would not be able to escape death!
"My friend, Young Master Youwei is the son of the Mountain Lord of Mount Taihao. If he dies in the Heart Flow Sword Sect, I'm afraid the entire sect will not be able to explain it!" the leader of the guards said to Mo Yijian seriously.
Mo Yijian did not respond, but "Han 'er" beside him said indifferently, "There are 230 sons of the Mountain Lord of Mount Taihao. Xu Youwei is not one of them. We can bear the consequences of killing him."
"This …" the guard's expression changed. "Then we can only offend you!"
He did not know if the other party could bear the consequences of Xu Youwei's death, but the guards could not. Stopping Mo Yijian was the only way.
These guards were once three-star and four-star Tai Yiwei, so they were not weak either.
Mo Yijian alone might not be able to withstand the attacks of more than ten people. Han 'er, who was beside Mo Yijian, snorted and pulled out a pocket-sized sword.
At this moment, a loud shout came from the corner between the courtyards.
"Who dares to behave atrociously in our Heart Flow Sword Sect?"
"Our Heart Flow Sword Sect may not be big, but we won't allow others to ride on our heads!"
"…"
Gao Qizheng, Chu Mo, and the other elite disciples also rushed out after hearing the commotion.
These elite disciples had varying levels of strength. For example, Gao Qizheng's strength was comparable to a 4-star martial artist. There was even Tai Yiwei who had just entered 5-star. Although the others were slightly weaker, as elites, they relied on their own unique talents to be stronger than many of the guards.
"Ding Ding Pang Pang …"
"Hua …"
As the guards and the elite disciples fought, the situation suddenly became one-sided.
However, in such a conflict, the elite disciples were very restrained. They only knocked down the swords of the guards. At most, they only injured them and did not kill them.
Xiaoyin stood behind Luo Zheng, also dumbfounded.
She didn't expect that opening a door would lead to such an intense battle …
All the guards were surrounded by the elite disciples and were unable to move at all. Xu Youwei's chest continued to be pierced by the blood swords, which then pierced into the ground and instantly turned into a pool of blood.
Due to excessive blood loss, Xu Youwei's face was as white as paper, and his head began to sway.
Gao Qizheng said loudly, "Young Master Youwei, if you come to visit our Heart Flow Sword Sect, we will naturally welcome you. However, if you provoke our Heart Flow Sword Sect, you are too arrogant!"
Gao Qizheng was very polite to Xu Youwei during the Seven Mountains Party, as if he did not dare to offend him.
However, this did not mean that Gao Qizheng was afraid of Xu Youwei, especially since this person had brought guards to the Heart Flow Sword Sect to cause trouble for fellow disciples. This was taboo in the major sword sects.
When the guards saw that Xu Youwei could not say a word and that his blood swords were still flying out, they all had an indescribable look on their faces. Today was probably going to be bad.
At this moment, Gao Qizheng cupped his hands toward Mo Yijian. "Junior Brother One Sword, please hold back!"
Gao Qizheng's attitude was very clear. Not only was he in the right, he was also not at a disadvantage. Although the Heart Flow Sword Sect was not afraid of killing Xu Youwei, they did not want things to get out of hand.
As the number one disciple of the Heart Flow Sword Sect in name, Gao Qizheng had quite the style and authority.
Mo Yijian smiled and flicked his hand.
The blood on the ground once again turned into blood swords and shot toward Xu Youwei's chest.
"Pfft pfft pfft pfft …"
Every time a sword landed on Xu Youwei's chest, his body would tremble, and the blood swords would pierce a large hole in Xu Youwei's chest.
Xu Youwei was still very weak, but his complexion was slightly better.
"Carry your young master away," Mo Yijian said.
Those guards rushed up to Mo Yijian as if they had been granted amnesty. Some of them began to prepare elixirs, while others performed some healing methods. After some simple treatment, they carried Mo Yijian and flew away.
After they left, Mo Yijian said faintly to Gao Qizheng, "The Heart Flow Sword Sect has been weak in recent years. Although it's hard for there to be any great talents in the sect, it's also because of Gao Qizheng and your group that people bullied us. If it were the Murderous Sword Sect or the Formation Sword Sect, do you think Xu Youwei would dare to bully us like this?"
Gao Qizheng smiled bitterly after being lectured by Mo Yijian. However, he changed the topic. "The competition between the Seven Mountains has always been like this. If you fall behind, you will be bullied. This is not the first time the Heart Flow Sword Sect has been like this. But with you and Luo Zheng, our sect's back can be straightened. Haha …"
The sword sects of the Heavenly Palace were also secretly competing with each other. The stronger one naturally had a higher status. Because of Mo Yijian's participation, the Heart Flow Sword Sect's status was gradually rising. After all, a single thought Dao Comprehender was extremely precious in the Heavenly Palace.
Back then, the Formation Sword Sect and the Murderous Sword Sect had some complaints about Mo Yijian's choice. They even wanted to ask the Heart Flow Sword Sect for him. However, the sect refused. Plus, this was Mo Yijian's choice.
Now, with Luo Zheng's participation, the Heart Flow Sword Sect's momentum would only grow stronger after the second Seven Mountains Trial.
Luo Zheng saw that the matter had been resolved. He clasped his hands at the crowd and prepared to return to his courtyard.
Mo Yijian quickly caught up with him, saying, "Junior Brother Luo, please wait."
Luo Zheng looked strangely at Mo Yijian. Why was this guy so polite all of a sudden?
He suppressed his curiosity and asked, "What is it, Senior Brother Mo?"
It was very difficult for Mo Yijian to ask for help but he still forced a smile. "Can we go in and talk?"
Luo Zheng blinked and made a gesture. "Please."
Mo Yijian's face lit up. "Thank you, Junior Brother Luo."
Then he and Han 'er entered Luo Zheng's courtyard.
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