116: Teasing Ma Weilong, on the way back

"You, you... you, you traitors!"

After struggling for a long time, Ma Weilong could only think of this word.

"Ma Weilong, we aren't traitors; we just don't want to follow a dead-end path with someone like you," Bi Yuntao said.

"We are now Elders of the Luoyun Sect. We came today only to expose your hypocrisy and let the Bishui Sect Disciples below know exactly what kind of person their Sect Master is!" Cao Yuanqing accused.

Ma Weilong was furious, pointing at Cao Yuanqing and the others: "I will kill you all!"

But just as Ma Weilong was about to make a Move, Jiang Yan suddenly blocked the path in front of everyone:

"Sect Master Ma, now is not the time for you to clean house. After all, I arrived first, so let's settle our score first!"

Ma Weilong's eyes darkened, and his tone softened: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, you've already killed Zhang Qin, and you haven't lost anything. I believe this matter has already been settled."

Jiang Yan snorted coldly, his tone icy: "As the Sect Master of the Bishui Sect, you allowed your Disciple to run amok. If your Disciple had bullied someone weak today, would you still be talking like this? I gave him a chance before, and when he brought his fellow Disciples to find me, did you really not know?"

"Jiang Yan!" Ma Weilong angrily drew a Spirit Treasure longsword, his voice fuming, "Don't think I, Ma Weilong, am a pushover. Let me tell you, it's a dream if you think you can take anything from me. We are both in the Core Formation Realm; it's impossible for you to kill me!"

"Clap, clap, clap..." Jiang Yan smiled and clapped his hands, his tone indifferent. "Everyone, listen up. Ma Weilong condoned his Disciple's assault on me first. When I asked him for compensation, not only was he unwilling to give it, but he also drew his sword against me. Therefore, if I kill him, he only has himself to blame!"

Hearing Jiang Yan's words, Guo Yunchun quickly stepped forward and said, "We are all witnesses. We are willing to testify for Fellow Daoist Jiang!"

Ma Weilong was enraged, pointing his sword at Guo Yunchun: "You old geezer, once I repel this kid, I'll definitely settle the score with you!"

Guo Yunchun smiled nonchalantly, as if he were listening to a fool talk about some pipe dream.

Setting aside whether Jiang Yan would kill Ma Weilong, since he dared to come today, he had no intention of letting Ma Weilong go. After all, the current Bishui Sect was like a plucked sheep; if he didn't take a few bites, he would be doing himself a disservice.

Jiang Yan didn't want to hear any more of Ma Weilong's nonsense. He took a step forward, and a longsword instantly flew out from his sleeve, stabbing toward the center of Ma Weilong's forehead.

Ma Weilong reacted extremely quickly, his Spirit Treasure longsword parrying the blow before immediately switching from defense to offense.

A smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth. He hadn't used any Moves at all, only wanting to toy with the other man. He hadn't expected the opponent to unleash a killing Move against him first.

A hint of mockery flashed in Jiang Yan's eyes as his sword stance suddenly shifted.

"Ding!"

The tip of the sword tapped lightly against the blade of Ma Weilong's sword. What seemed like a casual strike hit Ma Weilong like a bolt of lightning, instantly numbing his entire arm.

"You..."

Ma Weilong was terrified. Before he could react, Jiang Yan's sword had already ghosted around to the back of his neck.

"Too slow!"

The moment the cold blade touched the back of his neck, the hairs on Ma Weilong's body stood on end.

Only then did he realize that the seemingly casual young man before him possessed strength far beyond his own.

"This sword strike will teach you a lesson," Jiang Yan's voice rang in his ear, his tone playful. "In the face of absolute strength, any killing Move is a joke."

With that, he gave a light tap with the side of the blade, and Ma Weilong was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Pfft!"

Ma Weilong struggled to his feet. His face was pale, but he didn't dare to engage Jiang Yan in combat again.

He knew very well that in terms of strength, he was no match for the opponent, so he had to run!

But in the next moment, Jiang Yan blocked his escape path:

"Sect Master Ma, where do you think you're going?"

Ma Weilong was furious, pointing his sword at Jiang Yan: "I'll fight you to the death!"

As Ma Weilong's voice fell, a crimson flame suddenly ignited on his Spirit Treasure longsword.

"Snap!"

But in the next instant, Ma Weilong was dumbfounded.

Jiang Yan caught the tip of the sword with his bare hand. When his palm made contact with the flames, a sizzling sound was heard, but not even a bit of skin was broken.

"Impossible!" Ma Weilong's eyes widened in horror, his tone shocked. "This is my Spiritual Qi Astral Fire; it can easily melt even Magic Treasures..."

Jiang Yan smiled contemptuously, pressing his longsword against Ma Weilong's neck: "Let me tell you a secret..."

With a light flick of the sword tip, the jade crown binding Ma Weilong's hair shattered.

"The sword Move I just used is called 'Just Kidding'."

With that, he kicked the man in the abdomen. Ma Weilong flew backward like a tattered sack, only stopping after smashing through the low wall of a Disciple's courtyard.

Ma Weilong struggled to his feet and, without thinking, picked a random direction and began to sprint away.

But before he could even run ten paces, Jiang Yan appeared in front of him again.

"Spare me! I'm willing to give you five thousand Spirit Stones!" Ma Weilong said in a wretched state.

"Sigh..." Jiang Yan feigned regret, but his tone was thick with mockery. "Sect Master Ma, it seems you still don't understand!"

"What do you mean?" Ma Weilong asked in terror.

Jiang Yan's figure flickered, and he instantly appeared behind Ma Weilong: "If I kill you, everything you have will be mine!"

"No! You can't do this!" Ma Weilong said hurriedly.

But in the next moment, before he could finish his sentence, a thin line of blood appeared on his neck.

Then, his head rolled onto the ground at a bizarre angle.

Until his death, he never understood how Jiang Yan had delivered that sword strike.

[Killed Core Formation Level 2 Cultivator Ma Weilong. Gained Experience: 38,000. Gained life span: 2,198 years. Gained life span: 3,987 years.]

[Current Experience: 57.05%]

[Plundered 1.2 essence from Ma Weilong.]

[Plundered Ma Weilong's Intermediate Spell: Spiritual Qi Astral Fire.]

[Plundered Ma Weilong's Intermediate Martial Skill: Layered Sword Heart-Breaking Art.]

Jiang Yan snatched the two Storage Pouches from Ma Weilong's waist and, stepping through the air, arrived directly in front of Guo Yunchun and the others.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang's strength is truly extraordinary," Guo Yunchun said, cupping his hands.

"Alright, I'll leave the rest to you. It's time for me to go," Jiang Yan said.

"We will wait for you, Fellow Daoist Jiang." Guo Yunchun and the others cupped their hands, watching Jiang Yan and Yin Duo depart.

While flying, Yin Duo had a depressed expression: "Master, that coffin didn't even get used."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan smiled: "It's fine, it'll be used sooner or later."

In truth, Jiang Yan hadn't expected the Elders of the Bishui Sect to defect so directly. This rendered the coffin he had prepared useless and even resulted in him harvesting far less experience than expected.

"Master, is it time for us to return to the Qingyun Sect?" Yin Duo asked.

"Yes." Jiang Yan nodded, his tone filled with anticipation. "It's time to go back to the Qingyun Sect."

Regarding the Great Sect Secret Realm, he had originally wanted to figure it out on his own, but time didn't allow for it. After all, the Great Sect Secret Realm was opening in two days, so he could only go back and ask Li Yi.

On the way back to the inn, Jiang Yan glanced toward the bustling Auction House. Although he really wanted to take a look, his eagerness to return to the Sect made him abandon the idea of joining the excitement.

After calling Several women, Jiang Yan and the others immediately rushed to the Lingxian Workshop.

By the time they reached the Lingxian Workshop, a faint light had already appeared on the horizon.

After inquiring about the flying boat schedule, Jiang Yan took Several women for a stroll around the Lingxian Workshop.

The prosperity of the Lingxian Workshop far exceeded that of ordinary markets, but it lacked an Auction House and Treasure Gathering Tower. After all, those passing through were mostly Sect Disciples on missions, and they were usually in quite a hurry.

Although there was no Auction House or Treasure Gathering Tower, there were plenty of various stalls, including many selling strange and unusual items.

"Master, look at that Spirit Beast! It looks so silly," Yin Duo said, pointing at a cute and dorky Spirit Beast.

Seeing the Spirit Beast that looked like a capybara, the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched.

'Good grief, they even sell things like this.'

"Oh? It's so lively over there. Are they selling something incredible?" Xiao Muying asked, pointing at a stall surrounded by people.

Seeing the stall, Jiang Yan smiled and said, "That's just to trick some newbie Disciples out on their first experience."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Muying and Several women looked at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan rubbed his nose awkwardly and began to explain the "Treasure Cracking" stall.

Treasure Cracking is also called "Testing One's Eye." It involves choosing treasures from clay molds. The exteriors are just lumps of mud with no specific shape, but inside the clay are various items. If you're lucky, you might crack open a Spirit Stone; if you're unlucky, you get nothing at all.

"Master, how do you know all this so clearly?" Yin Duo asked.

"You little brat, don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Jiang Yan tapped Yin Duo's small head and then led Several women toward the flying boat.