Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 266: If I See One, I’ll Kill One

Fang Chen’s soul floated above a courtyard in Spirit Heaven City, eavesdropping on the conversation between Xia Xuanji and the Spirit Heaven Sect’s first elder.

“I’ve checked. There’s a human settlement 1000 kilometers south of Spirit Heaven City. It has a population of around a million people. Recently, they had a grudge with another settlement, and the other party called a twelfth stage Ki Refinement cultivator to stand up for them.

“The battle naturally subsided as soon as the cultivator appeared. This isn’t what I want to see. Thus, I want you to show your faces there and make those two settlements fight to the death,” Xia Xuanji calmly said.

The Spirit Heaven Sect’s first elder was startled. He was no fool; he knew that doing so would incur karma upon himself.

“Brother Xia, I have promised to help you, but what you asked of me will result in great casualties. How am I to continue cultivating if I incur such karma?”

“Karma? Now that you’re in our Blood Spirit Cult, you shouldn’t fear karma. We walk a path that defies the world. There are many malevolent cultivators who tolerate the ants crawling before them and live a humble life out of fear of karma, but these ants are stealing our spirit ki and resources, making it harder for us to climb to greater heights.

“Our Blood Spirit Cult turns these ants into our resources. Through that, we’re reducing the loss in the world’s spirit ki while raising our own cultivation. As for the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations… what’s there to fear if you can’t reach that level?” Xia Xuanji nonchalantly pointed out.

Fang Chen was dumbstruck.

Xia Xuanji was speaking as if there was nothing wrong with his actions. It showed just how deeply rooted the Blood Spirit Cult’s teaching was in him.

“Your efforts won’t be in vain. The Blood Spirit Cult is generous to its contributing members. As long as you fulfill this task, I’ll apply for a Foundation Establishment Pill on your behalf, allowing you to better serve us. You should know that it hasn’t been long since I started cultivating, but I have already reached mid Foundation Establishment,” Xia Xuanji said with a chuckle.

“This is all thanks to the Blood Spirit Divine Pill. I am proof that the Blood Spirit Cult’s path is right! Our sect ancestor is also somewhere out of your sight, working hard to correct our cult’s name. It’s only a matter of time before we step out of the shadows and walk openly in the light!”

Sect ancestor?! Fang Chen was shocked. The Blood Spirit Cult is so strong as to even have a sect ancestor?!

The Enlightenment Heaven Supreme had once told him that not a single person in the past hundred thousand years had ascended to immortality. So, those who could have ascended to immortality opted for a different path—they became untitled immortals!

Untitled immortals, otherwise known as sect ancestors, grasped their sect’s fate in their hands.

This was a level transcending the Four Realms, Three Mid Realms, and Three Upper Realms. That was an entity that stood at the peak of the world.

He suspected that the fairy who had caused him to go blind just by looking at her was a sect ancestor too.

If the Blood Spirit Cult had such a powerful expert, it would be a power more terrifying than Fang Chen had previously expected. They appeared even in a grade-9 state; the odds were likely that they had fangs all around the world!

This left Fang Chen feeling helpless. Can I, a measly eleventh stage Ki Refinement cultivator, defy such a behemoth?

“Brother Xia, how strong is your Blood Spirit Cult?” the first elder asked with gritted teeth.

Xia Xuanji smirked in glee. “Our traces can be found in grade-1 states.”

“Ah…” The first elder gasped in shock. “I’ll do it! Brother Xia, I hope you won’t let me down.”

Xia Xuanji chuckled, but the glee on his face deepened.

Fang Chen suddenly burst into laughter.

The Blood Spirit Cult might be powerful, but that’s none of my business. I’ll just deal with whatever vermin that comes into my line of sight, such as Xia Xuanji. There’s no need to worry too much about the future.

I’ll just kill one when I see one!

He believed in little sword’s potential.

As long as he continued feeding little sword spirit materials and deepened his mastery of the Eight Barrens Immortal Subjugation Peerless Swordsmanship, it was only a matter of time he could execute Immortal Subjugation. Perhaps, he might be able to strike down the Blood Spirit Cult for good then, returning peace to the world!

“Have your men been keeping an eye on the sword cultivator? What is he doing in the Ye Clan?” Xia Xuanji suddenly asked.

The first elder nodded. “Our disciples are keeping a lookout. The sword cultivator ordered the Three Great Cultivator Clans to buy all sorts of spirit materials for him. It looks like he’s planning to smith a weapon.”

The first elder’s eyes narrowed in envy. “To think that he knows how to smith on top of possessing a sword cultivator legacy…”

All of a sudden, he turned to Xia Xuanji and asked, “Why don’t we find a way to kill him and take his legacy?”

Xia Xuanji pondered about it before replying, “He’s able to kill even a late Foundation Establishment cultivator. My cultivation means nothing to him.”

“There should be stronger experts in the Blood Spirit Cult, right?” the first elder asked.

Xia Xuanji glanced at him as the corners of his lips crept upward. “There are, but are you confident that they won’t get rid of us too?”

The first elder fell silent. He forgot that the person in front of him was from the Blood Spirit Cult, and the Blood Spirit Cultists were lunatics like the sword cultivators. They had no qualms killing their people, as long as there was enough to be gained from it.

“There’s a way we can kill him, but you need to call your disciple back,” Xia Xuanji said.

“What is it?” The first elder was intrigued.

Fang Chen was curious too.

“Have your disciple kowtow from the city gate all the way to the Ye Clan to offer a cup of tea as apology to the sword cultivator. I’ll spike the tea with the Netherworld Ghost Worm, which will seal his cultivation off for three days after drinking it. That is more than enough time for us to kill him,” Xia Xuanji said with a smile.

“What if he refuses to drink it?” The first elder frowned.

“Cause a huge fuss. Call everyone over. He’d be embarrassing himself if he refuses to drink the tea. Sword cultivators are arrogant, and they have a lot of pride,” Xia Xuanji sneered.

“That’s ingenious, Brother Xia! Even if he doesn’t drink the cup of tea, he wouldn’t stoop so low as to go after my disciple anymore. That’d mean having another strong helper on our side.” The first elder shot Xia Xuanji a thumbs up.

From this, Fang Chen figured that Xia Xuanji wouldn’t leave Spirit Heaven City any time soon, so he didn’t bother listening to their schemes anymore and returned to his body.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt little sword fidgeting inside him.

“Young master, a servant just came by to inform us that your spirit materials have arrived,” Abbess Clearlotus reported from the doorway.

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