Chapter 224
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“Wang Defa!”
The dizzying array of fees made Chen Huai'an's temples throb.
What kind of small world is this?
This is nothing but a gold-swallowing pit!
However, the thought that he could exchange special items from the real world for spirit crystals to offset his expenses made him feel a bit better.
But now was not the time to build a beautiful small world.
Calculating the time, the great secret realm was about to open.
Everything was ready on this side; he needed to go retrieve the disciples from the Sword Pavilion and Su Qinian.
In addition, he had to investigate the whereabouts of three direct disciples and Yue Qianchi!
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**Chapter 240: Big Fish Eats Small Fish**
The entrance to the secret realm was in chaos.
Too many sect cultivators had been killed by Chen Huai'an's sword.
Some didn’t even realize what was happening before their elders or juniors were turned into a puddle of flesh by sword energy, unable to even collect the bodies.
“Damn Sword Pavilion, my Yunlan Sect will never forgive you!”
“But that elder is no longer with the Sword Pavilion…”
“So what? He once stayed at the Sword Pavilion, and this must be counted against them!”
Amidst the wails of despair, similar harsh words echoed.
But no one dared to seek trouble with Chen Huai'an.
The Dongxu Realm cultivators were already among the elite of the entire Cangyun Realm.
They were at a level of profound cultivation that even the highest elders of sects could only look up to.
Not to mention that this one wasn’t an ordinary Dongxu cultivator; the number of Dongxu cultivators who had died at his hands today was already in the double digits.
It was already difficult for cultivators above the combined stage to be killed, but in his hands, even those in the early Dongxu stage were treated like dogs.
“Our sect is weak, and now so many disciples have died; we are no match for the Sword Pavilion. In fact, we don’t even need to act. With the destruction of the Yaochi Sacred Land and the Fenjing Sacred Land, the two real people will surely not sit idly by!”
“Right! When the great secret realm opens, let’s surround the Sword Pavilion disciples first!”
Just as the cultivators were eyeing the Sword Pavilion disciples with hostility and plotting in secret, a sudden roar erupted from the long-quiet entrance of the great secret realm.
It was similar to the commotion when the small secret realm opened, and the brilliance of the teleportation array flickered near the entrance.
Soon, cultivators began to soar into the sky. These cultivators were mostly elders from various sects, but as soon as they emerged from the secret realm and looked around, they were dumbfounded.
“Elder Li, why does the sky seem so much more open?”
“Uh, it seems like the Yaochi and Fenjing’s sanctuaries have disappeared…”
“Elder Wang, why does the air smell so bloody? Could it be that we’re too bloodthirsty…”
The crowd looked down at the mountains below the secret realm, only to see the mountaintops stained crimson, with some lakes even appearing faintly red.
A large number of sect disciples and loose cultivators were moving through the mountains, with sounds of fighting and cries echoing intermittently.
“Not good! Something’s wrong!”
An elder from a sect hurried back to check on his sect’s sanctuary, only to find that the disciples inside were all pale, with barely one in ten remaining.
“Who! Who did this! Who dares to harm my sect’s disciples!”
“It was… it was the Sword Pavilion’s ancestor…” a trembling disciple replied.
“Good! You Sword Pavilion!” The elder didn’t ask for more details and turned to fly toward the Sword Pavilion’s sanctuary.
A similar scene replayed at many sect sanctuaries.
The Sword Pavilion’s sanctuary was soon surrounded by elders and sect leaders from various sects, all intent on revenge.
“Where is the Sword Pavilion’s ancestor? You dare to kill my sect’s disciples; today we will slaughter your entire Sword Pavilion!!”
After saying this, the sect elder leaned closer and asked a nearby disciple, “By the way, what realm is the Sword Pavilion’s ancestor in?”
The disciple glanced at the elder, lowering his head and stammering, “Dong… Dongxu Realm.”
“What?! Dongxu Realm?!” The sect elder’s back went cold, and he gasped, “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”
“You didn’t ask…”
The elder swallowed hard, and when he looked back at the Sword Pavilion’s sanctuary, his expression immediately changed: “Ahem, there must be some misunderstanding here. I wonder what our sect’s disciples did to offend the elder? Please, elder, let’s discuss this. If you don’t want to come out, that’s fine too; we can negotiate any compensation…”
Why provoke someone like that? The ultimate old monster of the Dongxu Realm?
He had already decided that once this matter was over, he would immediately withdraw from the sect.
It was too terrifying; he needed to find a corner to hide for a few decades before coming out, or he wouldn’t be at peace!
“Dear friends, the killing of your sect’s disciples has its reasons. Why not clarify things before making a decision?” A voice rang out from the crowd.
Everyone parted to reveal Yun Suxin, the leader of Lingxi Valley.
Lingxi Valley and Dan Sect were both renowned for their medical practices in the Cangyun Realm, but in terms of reputation and goodwill, Lingxi Valley was far superior to Dan Sect.
Dan Sect was primarily profit-driven; as long as you had spirit stones, you could receive the best treatment from their disciples. Lingxi Valley’s disciples saved lives and healed the wounded, unlike Dan Sect’s disciples who were so mercenary.
If anyone else had said this, the sect leaders and elders would have dismissed it, but coming from the leader of Lingxi Valley, it was different.
They had to think carefully and consider that the Sword Pavilion ancestor’s realm was indeed Dongxu, which had nothing to do with the matter at hand.
“Yun Dao friend is absolutely right; we should clarify things before pursuing responsibility.”
The way out was immediately clear; there was no way to pursue responsibility.
A small number of sects had the backbone to endure silently, while those who dared to act had already done so and were now seeking explanations at the Sword Pavilion’s sanctuary.
Those who hadn’t acted were merely lying in wait, biding their time.
Once they caught the sect disciples and questioned them, the elders and sect leaders were left dumbfounded—turns out the Sword Pavilion’s ancestor had set up a sword formation to protect his disciples, and the sect disciples had been incited by the elders of the Fenjing Sacred Land to break the formation. When the Sword Pavilion’s ancestor returned and saw someone daring to break the formation, he immediately killed them all.
It didn’t matter whether his disciples were protecting demonic cultivators.
The Sword Pavilion was notorious for being protective of its own.
To try to harm his disciples in front of him, wasn’t it normal for him to retaliate?
Forget about fairness, justice, or reason.
Fists speak louder than words; that’s fairness, that’s justice.
“Sigh, you know, this situation is affecting the harmony between our sect and the Sword Sect, right?”
“Yeah, yeah, the grievances between the Holy Lands and the Sword Sect, why are these juniors stirring up trouble?”
Once the truth of the matter was revealed, the crowd began to waver.
“By the way, where are the Fenjing Sacred Land and Yaochi Sacred Land?” someone suddenly asked.
“They… they were cut down by the Sword Pavilion’s ancestor with two swords, and… and many elders and disciples from the Sacred Lands were killed…”
As soon as the disciple spoke, the air fell silent.
Yun Suxin noticed the expressions of these seasoned veterans shifting and felt a sense of foreboding.
Suddenly, someone stood up from the crowd, a cultivator from an unknown sect, and said with a righteous facade, “As righteous cultivators, we cannot coexist with demonic cultivators. Our sect’s disciples assisting the Sacred Lands in attacking the sword formation was a noble act, yet they were killed by the Sword Pavilion’s ancestor. The Sword Pavilion’s ancestor is powerful, but should we, as righteous cultivators, bow our heads to him? No! We must seek justice! No matter how strong the Sword Pavilion’s ancestor is, the real people of the Sacred Lands will surely avenge us!”
At this moment, the elders who had just emerged from the great secret realm quickly found common ground with those outside the secret realm who were preparing to surround the Sword Pavilion.
Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp.
“Indeed, with the real people of the Sacred Lands here, we need not fear the Sword Pavilion’s ancestor!”
“Today, we must avenge our tragically fallen disciples!”
The atmosphere was tense, and the Sword Pavilion disciples could only draw their swords and prepare for battle.
Just then, several sword cries split the air.
Everyone looked up to see five flying swords racing toward them.
Standing on those flying swords were none other than Su Qinian, the head of the Sword Pavilion, and the four great elders of the Sword Peaks.
The elders of the Sword Pavilion had finally emerged from the great secret realm.
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