18: Starve him for three days and three nights

“What is this sword called?” Li Changfeng raised his hand and pointed.

The Seven Flowers Sword floated in the air.

He played with the Seven Flowers Sword.

“Let it go! Take your dirty hands off it!” Second Young Master Xiao He roared.

The Seven Flowers Sword was a gift from the Xiao Family’s Sect Master to him.

Second Young Master Xiao He cherished it immensely, treating it as a treasure.

“Not going to tell me?” Li Changfeng coldly demanded.

Immediately, Wei Zechuan quickly stepped forward, smiled, and said, “Sect Leader Li, don’t be angry.”

“If he won’t tell you, I will!”

“This is the Seven Flowers Sword, a seventh-grade Immortal Tool, and an heirloom of the Xiao Family.”

“Wei Zechuan! You turncoat, shut your mouth!” Second Young Master Xiao He’s expression changed.

Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng’s eyes lit up. “So, the Seven Flowers Sword must be very valuable?”

Wei Zechuan was stunned, unsure how to explain.

Could this kid actually be greedy for money?

The Sect Leader of the great Divine Sword Sect.

Could he possibly care about a mere hundred taels of silver?

“Bastard, what are you doing! What are you doing?!” Second Young Master Xiao He’s heart trembled.

“Kid, I’m going to teach you a lesson on behalf of the Xiao Family’s Sect Master, to let you know that when you’re out, you should understand the meaning of ‘low-key’.” Li Changfeng smirked.

“This sword is good; I’ll take it.”

“It should sell for a good amount of silver.”

Li Changfeng chuckled.

He unceremoniously took the Seven Flowers Sword.

Seeing this, Second Young Master Xiao He clenched his fists tightly, “Give me back the sword!”

“The Seven Flowers Sword is Second Young Master Xiao He’s treasure. To have it snatched away, his heart must be bleeding!” Yao Ying sighed.

“This is not the Divine Sword Sect’s Sect Leader at all!”

“This is simply a bandit!”

“Yes, when did the Divine Sword Sect become a bandit’s den?!”

“It’s too infuriating!”

The Immortal Sect disciples spoke indignantly.

Wei Zechuan, however, gave an awkward smile, “This Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect is truly an oddity among the Immortal Sects!”

Things were becoming increasingly interesting.

For the Immortal Sect Tournament, all the great families harbored ulterior motives!

This Young Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect,

Perhaps.

He could break the stalemate between the Immortal Sect families.

“You bandit and robber!” Second Young Master Xiao He threatened.

“You damn scoundrel!”

“Offend the Xiao Family, and you won’t have a good end.”

Kid!

Dare to snatch my things?

“Someone!” Li Changfeng waved his sleeve.

He even dared to curse me?

If I don’t deal with him,

He’ll probably be flying to the heavens!

“Disciple here.”

Nan Qingyue led a group of Divine Sword Sect disciples into the front hall.

The disciples, holding long swords, all looked fierce.

“The Divine Sword Sect’s rule is that anyone who insults the Sect Leader shall be confined and starved for three days and three nights!” Li Changfeng revealed a mischievous smile.

So, he’s a rich young master from the Nine Rivers Xiao Family, is he?

He thinks he’s so tough, does he?

Still cursing me?

I won’t let you off easy!

“Huh?” Nan Qingyue thought back, “Sect Leader? Is there such a rule?”

Insulting the Sect Leader?

The Divine Sword Sect didn’t even have a Sect Leader before.

This rule doesn’t exist, does it?

“Ahem, it does now!”

“Take Second Young Master Xiao He away and lock him up. No food, no water.”

“Anyone who dares to bring him anything, I’ll kill them!”

Li Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back.

“Yes, Young Sect Leader!” Nan Qingyue immediately accepted the order.

Hiss.

Master’s move is ruthless.

Not beating you, just starving you.

But... offending... Young Master Xiao of the Xiao Family.

Won’t the Divine Sword Sect get into trouble?

“Take him away!” Li Changfeng ordered.

The Divine Sword Sect disciples dared not delay and immediately stepped forward.

“You little brat, how dare you!” Second Young Master Xiao He deliberately put on a fierce act.

“I am the second young master of the Xiao Family!”

He was scared to death.

If he really had to starve for three days,

Only an immortal could endure that, right?

“Can’t this villain have some intelligence?” Li Changfeng sighed, “Take him away, take him away.”

This idiotic rich young master,

Is his brain full of shit?

“Take him away,” Nan Qingyue commanded.

“Hurry up, stop dawdling!”

“You’ve offended the Young Sect Leader, you won’t get off easy.”

The Divine Sword Sect disciples escorted Second Young Master Xiao He.

Second Young Master Xiao He cursed and swore, having been beaten and had his Seven Flowers Sword snatched away.

The dignified young master of the Nine Rivers Xiao Family,

Had never suffered such humiliation before.

“Young Master Li, regarding the Immortal Sect Tournament… I…” Yao Ying bowed respectfully with his head down.

After saying this, he received no response.

Yao Ying, curious, slowly raised his head.

“Huh?”

“Where is he?”

“Sect Leader Li?”

Li Changfeng, with his hands behind his back, had already left the front hall.

“This Sect Leader is not in the mood today. If you have anything, come find me in three days.” Li Changfeng lightly tapped his toe, rose into the air, and flew away.

“This realm… is… he able to use… Immortal Power already?” Yao Ying’s heart trembled.

So amazing…

When will I be able to?

“What are you thinking about?” Wei Zechuan patted Yao Ying’s shoulder.

“Senior Wei.” Yao Ying’s eyes lit up.

“Perhaps this Young Sect Leader can truly change the dynamics between the Immortal Sect families.”

“With his personality,”

“He won’t be bullied by the Pingliang Mulan Prefecture!”

A long while later.

Yao Ying turned his head.

Wei Zechuan had long disappeared, no one knew where he had gone.

“Senior Wei?”

“Senior Wei.”

Yao Ying called out twice, but received no response. “They come and go without a trace, what’s their background?”

After leaving the front hall, Li Changfeng took the Seven Flowers Sword and headed straight down the mountain to the blacksmith’s shop.

“To avoid any complications, it’s best to refine the Seven Flowers Sword as soon as possible.”

“No matter if it’s the Xiao Family, or one of the four great Immortal Sect families.”

“If they come to my territory, they’ll get beaten just the same!”

The art of flying through the air was much faster than flying on a sword.

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

“Sword City?” Li Changfeng arrived at the city at the foot of the mountain.

Countless iron swords stood on the city walls.

The sword blades gleamed with a cold light, exuding a chilling aura.

“The dignified Young Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect can’t even enter the storeroom.”

“They won’t let me take spirit treasures, spirit herbs, or spirit artifacts, and they won’t even give me silver.”

“To buy medicine for my disciple, I have to sell a sword to get silver.”

“Tsk… I’m probably the most miserable Sect Leader out there.”

Li Changfeng sighed.

He was stopped by Divine Sword Sect disciples outside the storeroom.

That scene was still fresh in his memory.

“Young Sect Leader, you can’t! These things all belong to the sect, not to you! No, you can’t take them!”

“That’s a thousand-year-old ganoderma!”

“No, Young Sect Leader, that’s a hundred-year-old spirit herb! They’re all treasures!”

If pushed too far.

He would just plunder the Divine Sword Sect!

No, no… wouldn’t that… truly make him… a bandit?

“Forget it, forget it, I’ll just figure it out myself.” Li Changfeng sighed. It was truly strange, why wouldn’t they let him take anything?

Everyone in Sword City practiced swordsmanship.

There were countless swordsmen in the city.

Everyone Li Changfeng encountered on his way carried a long sword on their back.

“Pedestrians, make way, Lu Manor is holding a funeral.”

“Pedestrians, make way, Lu Manor is holding a funeral.”

On the long street.

Strong men carried a coffin.

A group of people wore mourning clothes.

Crying all the way,

Scattering money all the way.

The procession was a full hundred meters long.

Over a hundred old and young people.

It was a large family in Sword City.

“Just came down the mountain and ran into a funeral, bad luck.” Li Changfeng muttered.

At the front of the funeral procession.

Chen Xuzi struggled to push a heavy iron block.

The iron block was very heavy.

He used all his strength but couldn't push it far.

His white robe was already stained with dust.

It looked more like a gray robe now.

“Old man, get out of the way quickly, didn’t you see the funeral procession?”

“What bad luck!”

“Still not moving?!”

Among the funeral procession, two or three young people stepped out, cursing and swearing.

“Sorry, sorry, I’m leaving now, I’m leaving now.” Chen Xuzi’s heart trembled.

“Wait, who told you to leave? Kneel down and kowtow three times, and I’ll let you go.” Lu Qing, Third Young Master coldly demanded.

“Huh?” Chen Xuzi was stunned.

“Didn’t you hear me?!” The Lu Family disciples pressed Chen Xuzi’s body down, forcing him to kowtow three times.

Lu Qing, Third Young Master smiled, “That’s better.”