The cultivation technique that he cultivated was imparted to him personally by the other party. Whenever he encountered any problems, he would receive the guidance of the other party personally. As such, he had always been grateful to the other party, and he felt that he had embarrassed the other party. He would rather die than to implicate the other party...
Why would he suddenly refuse to admit it?
"Nonsense!"
Flinging his sleeves, Sun Jin harrumphed coldly. "You are just an apprentice, not a student or a direct disciple. What right do you have for me to impart my cultivation technique to you?"
"I …" Song Zhen's body swayed weakly.
He wanted to explain himself, but he had no idea how he should go about it.
Back then, when the other party was imparting the cultivation technique to him, he had said that it was an extremely formidable cultivation technique, and if others were to learn of it, they would surely covet it.
After all, given his identity, he was indeed not qualified for a 6-star blacksmith to impart his cultivation technique to him personally.
"I have raised you for twenty years, but not only do you not know how to repay me, you even brought someone to harm my disciple. Song Zhen, how dare you …"
Sun Jin bellowed.
"You sure are going a little overboard …"
Seeing that the other party was getting more and more imposing as he spoke, Zhang Xuan tapped his finger on the table and raised his eyebrows. "Forget it. Since you don't want to speak the truth, I'll have to think of some other way!"
After saying those words, he flicked his finger.
Peng!
As if struck by lightning, Sun Jin was sent flying before crashing heavily onto the ground. Fresh blood spurted from his mouth.
"You …"
Not expecting the other party to make a move on him so easily, not to mention, with just a light flick of his finger, Sun Jin's body trembled in disbelief.
Too arrogant!
This was the Blacksmith Guild!
Yet, the other party had barged his way in and made a move on him without any fear. It was as if the guild was nothing to him!
"How is it? Do you remember what happened? "Zhang Xuan wiped his fingers with his sleeves, seemingly disdainful of the dirt.
"You …"
Sun Jin's face reddened in anger. Clenching his jaws, he refused to admit to it. "I am speaking the truth!"
"Truth?"
"Indeed. He is only an apprentice, not even a 1-star blacksmith. What right does he have to make me lie?"
Sun Jin's eyes were filled with hatred as he glared at Zhang Xuan and roared, "And you, no matter who you are, you're dead meat for daring to act so insolently in the Blacksmith Association..."
If not for the fact that Zhang Xuan had known about Song Zhen's affairs beforehand, he would have surely believed Zhang Xuan's words. Recalling Zhang Xuan's actions, Zhang Xuan did not feel the slightest sympathy for him. Instead, he shook his head in disappointment and said, "It seems like you are still unwilling to speak the truth!"
This Sun Jin was indeed cunning. He knew that if he were to be found out, he would definitely be punished severely. Thus, he had already made preparations in advance.
As long as he refused to admit that he had taught Song Zhen cultivation techniques, no matter how powerful he was, there was nothing he could do about it.
After all, he had only imparted the knowledge in private. Most of the apprentices were dead now, so there was no way he could find any evidence against him.
It was one thing to hide this method from others, but it was impossible to hide it from him!
There were at least a dozen ways to make him speak.
Now that he was allowed to say it himself, it was just to give him a chance.
"What I said is the truth …"
Sun Jin stiffened his neck, but before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and he was sent flying once more. This time, his injuries were even more severe than before. He felt as if his internal organs had been stirred up by something, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to even stand up.
"Why? You still can't remember? "Zhang Xuan asked.
"It's useless even if you kill me! If you dare to kill me, you'll be hunted down by the Blacksmith Association!" Sun Jin roared.
He knew that if he were to admit to it, not only would he lose his reputation, he might even be executed by the Blacksmith Association. However, if he were to deny it, the other party would have no evidence to back him up.
"Since you wish to die, I'll grant your wish!"
With a flick of his finger, a ray of sword qi flew over.
"Hold it right there!"
At this moment, a loud bellow sounded, and three white-bearded elders charged in. Upon seeing the ray of sword qi, they immediately made their moves.
They were dressed in the unique robe of the Blacksmith Association, and the emblem pinned on their chests had six dazzling stars on it. Their combined might was reminiscent of a raging river.
Boom!
The two of them collided, and the might of their attacks dissipated.
One of the elders among them stepped forward and glared at Zhang Xuan, who was seated at the head of the table, with a hint of fury in his eyes.
"This friend over here, you barged into the Blacksmith Association and severely injured one of our elders. Are you looking down on our guild, or are you looking down on the blacksmiths?"
"He is … Guild Leader Zhong!"
Song Zhen subconsciously sent a telepathic message over, fearing that Zhang Xuan was unaware of his presence.
"Guild Leader Zhong?"
"Un. Guild Leader Zhong Mingchun is a Saint 1-dan pinnacle expert, as well as a 6-star pinnacle blacksmith. In terms of strength, he's even stronger than the head of Mingshi Tang, so he can be considered as the strongest blacksmith in the Blacksmith Association …"
Song Zhen said anxiously.
Due to the unique geography of Firesource City, blacksmiths and apothecaries were far superior to the other cities. As such, Guild Leader Zhong's standing was even higher than the head of Mingshi Tang, making him the strongest blacksmith in the city.
With such an expert making a move on him … how was he supposed to resolve this matter?
"Guild Leader Zhong, save me! He has no respect for the law, so he must be killed! His corpse must be incinerated with earth flames!"
Before Zhang Xuan could reply, Sun Jin, who was struggling to his feet, bellowed furiously.
"I am also a blacksmith, so there's no need for me to look down on the guild and its occupations!"
Paying no heed to the furious fellow, Zhang Xuan flicked his wrist and took out his 6-star emblem.
"6-star blacksmith?"
Upon seeing the emblem, Guild Leader Zhong frowned. With a deep voice, he bellowed, "Even if we are blacksmiths of the same tier, we have to inform the headquarter of the Blacksmith Association and have a Life-and-Death Duel with one another. Yet, to barge into the guild and injure one of our members without saying a single word, you won't be getting away today. Set up the formation!"
After saying those words, Guild Leader Zhong waved his hand.
Hualala!
The two old men beside him immediately changed their positions and formed a special formation to surround him.
"I have already stated my identity. As the guild leader, instead of asking why I made a move, you chose to set up a formation to deal with me … Don't you think that you are being a little too presumptuous?" Zhang Xuan frowned.
He had already said that he was a 6-star blacksmith, but not only did the other party refuse to ask why he made a move, he even wanted to make a move on him. Even though he spoke of the rules, he was actually being biased.
"Let's take down this fellow who disregards the guild first!"
Paying no heed to Sun Jin's words, Guild Leader Zhong bellowed and thrust his palm forward.
Hong long!
As soon as Guild Leader Zhong made his move, the other two elders also raised their palms, and three surges of zhenqi swiftly formed a unique formation in the air, shrouding the entire hall within it.
Within the formation, the three of them channeled their zhenqi into one another, boosting their fighting prowess by nearly twofold. Previously, Guild Leader Zhong was only a Saint 1-dan pinnacle cultivator, but with his current strength, he would be able to stand toe-to-toe with a Saint 2-dan primary stage cultivator.
"Three Stars Violetmoon Formation?"
Zhang Xuan took a look at the formation and shook his head.
As a 6-star pinnacle formation master, even though the other party's formation was powerful, he was still able to see through it with a single glance.
The Three Stars Violetmoon Formation was a formation created by a Saint realm formation master two thousand years ago, and it was a formation that only three people were capable of executing. Once the formation was formed, there would be a special Teleportation Formation at the center that would gather the energy of the formation together to unleash a fighting prowess far beyond the combined might of the three of them.
For Guild Leader Zhong and the other two elders to use this move right from the start, it was likely that they were confident in their own strength as well.
"It's good that you recognize me. Surrender obediently, and I can still spare you. Otherwise, today will be the day you die!"
Guild Leader Zhong sneered coldly as zhenqi rumbled in his palm, ready to burst forth at any moment.
"Day I die?"
Zhang Xuan shook his head with disappointment in his eyes. "As the guild leader of the Blacksmith Guild, Sun Jin has committed such a heinous crime, and yet, not only did he not do anything about it, he even made a move on me … It seems like it's about time for the Firesource City Blacksmith Guild to step in!"
Even if Sun Jin's eye of discernment was beneath his, as the guild leader, he should have heard a thing or two about the ores he had obtained over the years!
Regardless of whether Sun Jin was unaware of the matter or had intentionally tolerated it, it was a serious dereliction of duty, and he could be dealt with immediately.
"You should be able to protect yourself first!"
Seeing how Zhang Xuan was not only fearless but even boasting, Guild Leader Zhong blew his beard up in anger. Taking a step forward, his zhenqi gushed forth like a mighty dragon.
Hong long!
A violent surge of energy gathered in the air to form a sword qi that pierced toward Zhang Xuan.
"Be careful!"
Seeing the might of the sword qi, which even a Saint 2-dan expert would find hard to withstand, Song Zhen's face paled in fright, and he hurriedly shouted for help.
The other party had come here for him. If he were to be killed, he would feel deeply remorseful.
Just as Song Zhen was about to rush forward to help Zhang Xuan, the young man standing not too far away suddenly lifted the cup of tea on the table and splashed it lightly.
Weng!
The surging zhenqi sword immediately bent, changed its direction, and shot upward...
Hong long!
The sword struck the roof of the room, and a cloud of dust rose into the air.
"Just a cup of tea? This … "
Startled, Song Zhen rubbed his eyes furiously.
The Three Stars Violetmoon Formation was able to bring out the full might of the trio, making it nigh invincible among those of the same cultivation realm. Yet, this fellow actually managed to bend the combined might of the trio with just a cup of tea … How in the world did he do it?
Song Zhen wasn't the only one who was perplexed. Guild Leader Zhong and the others were also dumbfounded.
To alter the might of the formation with just a cup of tea, this was truly inconceivable!
"That fellow sure is bizarre. Let's use our strongest move!"
Guild Leader Zhong bellowed furiously. The three elders drew their swords simultaneously, and a cold glint flickered in their eyes as they charged toward Zhang Xuan once more.
"This is bad …"
Seeing that the other party was using a sword to replace the zhenqi sword, Song Zhen's face paled. Just as he was thinking about how he should deal with the young man before him, the other party's eyebrows shot up in anger. "Are you done yet?"
After saying those words, Zhang Xuan lifted the stool he was sitting on with a single hand and stepped forward.
"Stool …"
Seeing the other party's actions, Song Zhen nearly spurted a mouthful of blood.
Of the three of them, two wielded Spirit pinnacle weapons, and one wielded a Half-Saint artifact … Yet, you charged forward with just a stool? Do you think that this is a street brawl?
How in the world am I supposed to fight you?
(Happy Lunar New Year, everyone! It's almost Chinese New Year, and that means that school will be starting soon. It feels really depressing to start work on the ninth day of the lunar new year. Don't pull me, let me cry for a while.)
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