Chapter 948: Chapter 948: Shi Family Martial Artists Picking a Fight
When Liu Zixuan and Tongtong’s master just walked out of the Jade Maiden Sect, they saw Tongtong leaning to one side, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth while Zhao Yi stood before dozens of people, exuding an overwhelming killing intent!
Besides those martial artists opposite, there were more than ten corpses lying on the ground.
Liu Zixuan furrowed his brows, placed the middle-aged woman beside Tongtong, gave a brief instruction, and then leapt towards Zhao Yi.
"What happened?"
"I don’t know. Just when Tongtong was about to end her secret technique, this group suddenly appeared. Because of the interference, the array backfired on Tongtong and she suffered a minor injury," Zhao Yi said sternly.
"Are you alright?" Liu Zixuan asked again.
A disdainful smile appeared on Zhao Yi’s seasoned face, "These small fry can’t hurt me!"
Liu Zixuan slowly raised his head, eyes cold as he stared at the dozens of martial artists ahead and asked sternly, "From which family of the Celestial Dao Alliance?"
"Luckily, one of you is sensible, unlike that big fool who attacked directly!"
The leading man stepped forward, cupped his hands at Liu Zixuan and said, "I am Shi Yuntian from the Shi Family’s sub-branch of the Celestial Dao Alliance!"
"Shi Family... I haven’t even gone to talk with your patriarch, yet his men came looking for me!"
"Who are you? Don’t you know the Jade Maiden Sect has already been occupied by our Shi Family?" The man asked unkindly.
"Occupied by you?" Liu Zixuan’s lips curved slightly upward, "Call out your patriarch—no, to be precise, your squad leader—you’re not qualified to speak with me!"
Within the martial realm, strength is revered.
Liu Zixuan was not one to be arrogant or indulgent, but facing these people right now, he truly didn’t care to converse with them.
After all, as an Emperor Realm First Heaven, even if the Shi Family’s patriarch were to come, he’d have to respectfully call him Lord Zixuan!
Yet, upon hearing his words, the dozens of disciples showed disdainful expressions.
The leading man mocked, "I’m not qualified? Who do you think you are? Those ancestors of the Celestial Dao Alliance?"
"Zixuan, why waste words with these people, better let them help me hone my blade!" Zhao Yi stepped forward holding the Celestial Spirit Saber, which emitted a low sound.
Just as Liu Zixuan had thought earlier, Zhao Yi’s saber indeed birthed a sword spirit!
As of now, Zhao Yi’s realm should be just a half-step away from the Innate First Heaven!
His lips slightly raised, "Alright then, I initially planned to settle Tongtong’s master before heading to the Shi Family. So let’s start now, make the Shi Family’s patriarch come personally!"
"Watch closely!"
Buzz~
The saber hummed lightly, akin to a fierce tiger descending a mountain, instantly unleashing a terrifying saber intent that swept the entire surrounding space.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yi’s Emperor Realm aura suddenly surged as he charged with the Celestial Spirit Saber towards the dozens of martial artists.
And Liu Zixuan leisurely walked towards Tongtong, checked on her, and found the injuries not serious, just needing a minor adjustment to recover.
When he approached, Tongtong wiped her tears, solemnly faced him, and bowed, "Big Brother, thank you for saving my master!"
"Alright, let’s skip the formalities for now. The Celestial Dao Alliance’s higher-ups aren’t aware we’ve left Lingxiu Village yet, so the road is still safe. You should take your master directly back to the Lingxiu Village Manor; my master will help treat the senior’s injuries."
Listening to Liu Zixuan’s words, the middle-aged woman said, "I see Tongtong has broken through the Emperor Realm’s barrier; she can follow you and help against the Celestial Dao Alliance. I can go alone!"
Liu Zixuan laughed, "Senior, now isn’t the right time for a direct confrontation with the Celestial Dao Alliance, so we don’t need Tongtong yet. Instead, let her go back with you to my base, first to stabilize her current realm and secondly to help refine the grand array at the base."
"So be it!" The middle-aged woman looked at Tongtong, then the two got up and walked outside first.
They’re most familiar with the environment here, so they aren’t worried about encountering any danger.
Once Tongtong and her master left, Liu Zixuan lit a cigarette, gazing towards Zhao Yi.
As the old saying goes: after parting for three days, one should view with new eyes. From the martial arts tournament until now, more than two months have passed.
During this time, not only Liu Zixuan became stronger, even Zhao Yi underwent drastic changes.
His sword technique evolved to be more elusive and unpredictable, and with the birth of the sword spirit, his handling of the Celestial Spirit Saber is now flawless.
If comparing purely sword technique with swordsmanship, Zhao Yi might now be on par with Liu Zixuan.
On the other side, despite the numbers, the gap in strength is an insurmountable chasm.
In the martial path, numbers don’t necessarily constitute an advantage—it’s realm’s supremacy!
In just a few minutes, those dozens of martial artists had already fallen into a disadvantage, utterly defenseless!
As Liu Zixuan finished his cigarette, he maneuvered his figure to Zhao Yi’s side, halting his action.
"A warm-up is enough; there’ll be a chance for you to wield your saber when we head to the Zhong Family this afternoon!"
Zhao Yi chuckled and sheathed his Celestial Spirit Saber, arrogantly pointed at those people and shouted, "Listen up, I give you ten minutes to call your trash squad leader here, tell him his grandpa Zhao Yi is impatient here waiting!"
"Zhao... Zhao Yi?" The leading man furrowed his brow, pulled out his phone while murmuring, "Could he be the Zhao Yi who ranked in the top ten of the martial arts tournament? Rumor has it he’s Liu Zixuan’s brother, so the person beside him must be..."
Realizing this, the hand holding the phone trembled twice, and upon connecting, he quickly reported everything to the Shi Family’s patriarch.
"You claim to be Zhao Yi, so the person beside you must be Liu Zixuan, the champion of the martial tournament, Lord Zixuan?" The leading man said cautiously.
"Guess," Zhao Yi teased.
Liu Zixuan waved his hand and pulled Zhao Yi to sit beside him, "Why bother talking with him!"
"True." Zhao Yi shrugged, picked up his jacket and wore it.
"I say, you’ve been to the hidden sect once and now you talk more; I remember you used to be quite taciturn!" Liu Zixuan laughed.
Zhao Yi grinned, "Initially, at the hidden sect, I was indeed as silent as before, but as I gradually interacted with fellow disciples and those elders and sect leaders, influenced by them, I started enjoying chatting too. After all, inside the sect, most of the time is buried in hard practice; if you don’t talk, you’d really go crazy."
Liu Zixuan grinned, "You’ve experienced quite a bit over these two months, I see."
"You know, for someone with functional arms, learning sword techniques is already difficult, not to mention someone like me with one arm. Luckily, I met a good sect leader who created a single-arm sword technique for me," Zhao Yi mumbled.
Liu Zixuan looked at Zhao Yi’s missing limb, patted his shoulder, "Once my medical skill advances further, I’ll definitely find a way for your arm to recover!"
