Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms - Chapter 240

Chapter 240: Retreat

“Who’s that? He dares to kill even the Sea Dragon sect’s cultivators!”

“He even stole the Sea Dragon Sect’s Snake-grade boat! That’s a 36 daosoul imprint artifact right there. Even the Sea Dragon Sect only has a small handful of boats of that caliber!”

“Ah…”

Such discussions could be heard in the Bai Clan’s port. The cultivators were shocked, as they couldn’t imagine anyone daring to make a move against the Sea Dragon Sect.

Fang Chen’s response toward the Sea Dragon Sect’s threat was simple.

Little sword morphed into a silver flash once more and slew the cultivator who uttered those threats before returning to his side. The other Sea Dragon Sect’s cultivators dared not to say anything else when they saw the fresh corpse in front of them.

To their horror, the black boat turned around and began cruising toward them.

“You Sea Dragon Sect’s cultivators should be more than just talk, right? Aren’t you going to make a move?” Fang Chen looked at the remaining 6 twelfth stage Ki Refinement cultivators and smiled.

Terror could be seen reflected in those six’s eyes. They wouldn’t dare to make a move when two of their peers had already fallen in succession. They feared that they would be the next one.

There was a moment of silence before another twelfth stage Ki Refinement cultivator bolstered his courage and said, “You killed our young sect master, so…”

Psh!

Little sword pierced through his forehead before he could finish his sentence.

“A sword cultivator! He’s definitely a sword cultivator!”

The remaining 5 twelfth stage Ki Refinement cultivators were shaken up. The other cultivators fell completely silent. They had never witnessed anything like this since they started cultivating.

Even Foundation Establishment cultivators would treat them with respect; who would dare disrespect their Sea Dragon Sect in this region? They would risk drawing their Golden Core old ancestor’s wrath upon them if they did so!

Yet, this sword cultivator was fearless. He killed their young sect master, and he didn’t hesitate to kill them here too.

The captain and the passengers who had previously traveled with Fang Chen hung their heads, not daring to look him in the eye.

“Cut the crap and make a move,” Fang Chen insisted with a smile.

“We lucked out this time. He really is a sword cultivator. Those people are a bunch of madmen. Even our old ancestors wouldn’t want to make an enemy out of a sword cultivator. Who knows if there’s a bigger madman behind them?”

“Should we retreat first? This matter is beyond us.”

“Let’s retreat.”

After a quick telepathic exchange, the remaining twelfth stage Ki Refinement cultivators came to a consensus. They immediately turned tail and fled, not daring to even leave threats behind.

Fang Chen quietly watched as they fled with disdain in their eyes.

If these cultivators had any tenacity in them, I would have been dead meat.

In the Bai Clan’s port, Bai Qianqian and the others exchanged looks. They could see the shock and incredulity in one another’s eyes.

The battle on the ocean wasn’t particularly intense; in fact, it was short and peaceful. It would take a cultivator to understand just how tense the situation had been.

3 twelfth stage Ki Refinement cultivators had lost their lives just like that…

Only a power at the level of the Sea Dragon Sect could withstand such a loss. Had it been the Bai Clan instead, it would have spelled losing half of their military might.

What shocked them more was how quickly the Sea Dragon Sect’s cultivators fled. They didn’t even leave threats behind. Such a matter was unheard of!

“Young miss, t-the boat is heading toward our port…” one of the Bai Clan’s cultivators stuttered.

Bai Qianqian quelled her shock and calmly replied, “This matter has nothing to do with our Bai Clan. We shall neither side with the Sea Dragon Sect nor that man. I suspect that he’s a sword cultivator.”

“A sword cultivator…”

This was a term that terrified yet intrigued the cultivators.

Infernoblaze had no sword cultivator legacy. Only in grade-5 state could one catch a glimpse or two of the rarely-seen sword cultivators.

Lunatics. Combat freaks. Unrivaled swordsmanship. Absolute destructive prowess.

These were some of the terms that were often associated with sword cultivators. There was nothing more scary than a sword cultivator with a proper legacy; there was no saying just how terrifying their backgrounds were.

“I once heard of a rumor while wandering the world of cultivation,” the old man beside Bai Qianqian slowly spoke up with a grim expression. “Many, many years ago, in a grade-1 state, a powerful sect once faced the simultaneous assault of 100,000 sword cultivators. Their sect was thoroughly destroyed, and their legacy ended right there…”

“100,000 sword cultivators…”

Just imagining that sight made shivers go down their spine.

Meanwhile, the black boat had already landed on shore.

Bai Qianqian and the others dared not to welcome him. There was not a single person in the port who dared to strike conversation with that person. They quietly watched him from afar.

“I don’t need this boat anymore, and I can’t stow it away in my storage ring. You’re a lucky one. Let’s hope you undergo a metamorphosis after eating it,” Fang Chen told little sword.

Little sword was excited. It began devouring the black boat.

The boat contained a huge amount of spirit metals. Judging from little sword’s devouring speed, it would likely take at least half a day.

Time passed, but Fang Chen didn’t alight from the boat.

In the end, Bai Qianqian bucked up her courage and led her subordinates toward the boat.

“Elder…”

“What is it?” Fang Chen walked to the side of the boat and gazed down on Bai Qianqian.

“He’s young…” The crowd gasped.

Bai Qianqian was momentarily stunned before she quickly continued, “Elder, are you planning on coming ashore? I am the manager in charge of this port.”

“You’re here to request payment? I won’t be stopping my boat here.” Fang Chen smiled.

“Ah, there’s no need for that!” Bai Qianqian quickly waved her hand.

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he doesn’t stop the Snake-grade boat here, the Bai Clan shouldn’t be implicated when the Sea Dragon Sect finally comes knocking.

Bai Qianqian exchanged a few more words with Fang Chen before respectfully taking her leave. The group of them moved a distance away to warily eye Fang Chen’s movements from afar.

Slowly, they sensed that something was amiss. The Sea Dragon Sect’s Snake-grade boat was being broken down!

“I see. He doesn’t want to return that boat to the Sea Dragon Sect, but he can’t bring it with him either, so he decided to destroy it…” The old man beside Bai Qianqian nodded in realization.

The others frowned. As expected of a sword cultivator. He sure is vindictive. I must never make an enemy out of someone like that.

Half a day later, the black boat was finally fully devoured by little sword. Its aura became exceptionally powerful, and it quickly dived back into Fang Chen’s body.

“Slowly digest it,” Fang Chen remarked with a smile before leaving the port with Liu Mu.

“Young miss, should we…” a cultivator spoke up.

Bai Qianqian glared at him. “Don’t even think about it! We can’t offend either side. We’ll just speak the truth when the Sea Dragon Sect arrives.”

“Yes, young miss!” the cultivator replied with a lowered head.

But Bai Qianqian didn’t notice a little worm in his sleeves flying toward Fang Chen’s direction.