Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 345: Are You Sure?

"Senior Lin, have you thought this through? If you try to kill me at the Profound Void Temple, my master won't let this go. My brother won't stay silent either," said Xia Ji calmly. "Your Lin Family might have a reputation in the outer city, but in the eyes of the real experts, you are just an ant."

the Lin Family Head smiled. "I know you are good friends with Fang Chen who just recently returned to the Fang Family. But what about it? What qualifications does he have that’ll warrant the Fang Family to make a move on his account? On the other hand, Master Jue can easily command me to come here with just a word. Don't you understand the reasoning behind this?"

"The head of a prestigious family like yourself is acting as a junior’s lackey, and you find that honorable?" retorted Xia Ji.

"If me being Master Jue’s lackey can revive my Lin Family and give us a chance to establish ourselves in the inner city in the future, why can't I be his lackey?" the Lin Family Head sighed. "Some people can only desire this opportunity of serving such a powerful master but not have it." Pausing for a moment, he added, "Perhaps in the future, no one would dare to casually cripple my son.”

Xia Ji sighed inwardly, realizing that that was probably the reason for the Lin Family head's visit. If it weren’t for that incident with his son, he probably wouldn’t have listened to Jue Wudi’s orders.

"Enough talk, let's get on with it," said the Lin Family Head, waving his hand lightly.

The spiritual energy in the surroundings surged, and a sea of fire swept toward Xia Ji and Wu Ruochou.

The nearby Lin Family cultivators quickly set up barriers to contain the overflowing energy and conceal the flames so no know outside is alerted.

Xia Ji and Wu Ruochou were only at the Qi Refining Realm, so in the face of a Foundation Building Realm expert, they were as fragile as tofu. Faced with the raging sea of fire, their spiritual energy instantly evaporated, making it impossible for them to resist.

"Am I going to be buried here today?" Xia Ji sighed inwardly, subconsciously shielding Wu Ruochou behind him. Even if he had to die, it would be better for him to go first.

I guess it won't be long before Fang Da can send these guys down here to accompany me. I hope it won't disrupt his plans, Xia Ji thought to himself.

When Wu Ruochou saw Xia Ji shield her with his body, she felt a touch of gratitude.

Suddenly, her spiritual energy surged wildly to form a barrier, and she grabbed Xia Ji and threw him outward.

At that moment, most of the spiritual energy in her body flowed to Xia Ji, shielding him from the flames. However, she would be swallowed by the raging sea of flames the next moment.

Angry and shocked, Xia Ji exclaimed, "Senior Sister?!"

Wu Ruochou shouted sternly, "Escape and find our master!"

"There’s nowhere to run." The Lin Family Head sneered. "Even if you manage to flee from here, you won't be able to leave the Eighteenth District."

Suddenly, a voice rang through the skies.

"Are you so sure about that?"

They didn’t know when, but a figure had appeared in front of Wu Ruochou.

A surging tide of water spiritual energy turned into a giant dragon before enveloping Wu Ruochou, the mysterious figure, and Xia Ji.

Xia Ji was pleasantly surprised. "Fang Da?!"

Wu Ruochou heaved a sigh of relief. "Young Master Fang."

"It’s you....”

The Lin Family head furrowed his brows slightly, and the Lin Family cultivators around him turned wary.

They weren't afraid of Fang Chen himself, but of the Fang Family which was behind him.

One of the Qi Refining Realm cultivators began to hesitate. "Family Head, this....”

"Since we’ve made a move, we have to end what we started," said the Lin Family Head indifferently. "There's no room for negotiation. Let's kill this kid as well. If the Fang Family causes trouble, the Jue Family will handle it for us."

"Yes!"

The Lin Family cultivators around them became resolute, staring fiercely at Fang Chen with killing intent in their eyes.

"Senior Sister, there’s nothing to worry about now. Senior Lin is just a Foundation Building Realm cultivator; he won't last a move against Fang Da," said Xia Ji with a smile.

A strange look appeared on Wu Ruochou’s face. She should be about to witness Fang Chen’s abilities for herself now, the abilities Xia Ji had been telling her about non-stop.

"I won't last a move against him?" The Lin Family Head was taken aback for a moment, then a smile crept onto his face. "Are you trying to unsettle me with those words?"

"Shouldn’t you be thinking about how Fang Chen appeared just now?” said Xia Ji with a half-smile.

The Lin Family head's expression changed abruptly. That was something he hadn’t thought about. Fang Chen appeared without any warning. Even a Foundation Building Realm expert like him hadn’t been able to sense anything!

Xia Ji smiled. "Senior Lin, I'll return Jue Wudi's words to you now: Have a smooth journey to the Yellow Springs Road. I won’t be sending you off."

A sword light flashed before their eyes.

Little Sword pierced through the Lin Family Head’s forehead before he could react. After which, the same fate befell the dozen or so Lin Family cultivators that had come with him, with bloody holes appearing in each of their foreheads in the blink of an eye.

The fire elemental energy that had been controlled by the Lin Family Head immediately dissipated, but Fang Chen promptly used his own fire elemental energy to incinerate the corpses before him.

Xia Ji eagerly went forward to collect the spoils of battle.

Wu Ruochou stared blankly at Fang Chen, finding it hard to imagine how a Foundation Building Realm cultivator and a dozen Qi Refining Realm disciples could die so silently. The Lin Family Head got killed so fast he didn’t even have the chance to utter a single word before he was slain.

"Young Master Fang, are you a sword cultivator?" asked Wu Ruochou while forcing a bitter smile.

She finally understood why Fang Chen's skills were so terrifying. He had to be a sword cultivator, there was no other explanation for it.

Fang Chen smiled and nodded.

By now, Xia Ji had already collected the spoils, including three storage rings.

The Lin Family Head left behind one storage ring containing a mid-grade, yellow-rank spiritual treasure with twenty Soul Imprints.

Since the treasure had been stored in the storage ring, it meant that the Lin Family Head didn’t know any Soul Imprint refinement arts.

Fang Chen smiled as he collected the treasures. "I'll take the spiritual treasures and you can keep the spirit stones and herbs."

"Fang Da, how did you know that the Lin Family Head was coming to kill us?" asked Xia Ji quietly.

"I happened to overhear Jue Wudi and Fang Lingxing plotting against you guys," replied Fang Chen.

Wu Ruochou murmured, "It seems like Jue Wudi is just as you said...."

"Senior Sister, do you believe me now? Jue Wudi is nothing but a beast in human skin," said Xia Ji.

Wu Ruochou's expression turned serious, and she said, "Now that a Foundation Building Realm cultivator is dead, he probably won't let this go easily.”

"Let's just pretend this never happened." Fang Chen smiled. "I'm going back now."

He waved his hand and turned to fly down the mountain.

"But how can we pretend it never happened? A Foundation Building Realm expert just died," muttered Wu Ruochou.

"Sister, listen to what Fang Da said. It's true." Xia Ji smiled. "The death of one Foundation Building Realm cultivator is nothing. Besides Jue Wudi and Fang Lingxing, no one would know that the Lin Family Head died in the Profound Void Temple. Furthermore, we won’t leave any evidence behind.”

"That's true," said Wu Ruochou thoughtfully.

She waved her hand and earth and wood elemental energies surged around her, causing the scorched ground to return to normal, and the burnt grass to grow back to its original state.

With that, the marks of the battle had been erased.

No one had even noticed that Fang Chen had gone out and come back by the time he returned to his room.

Fang Chen took out the spoils of battle and fed them one by one to Little Sword.

As it hadn't eaten for a few days, Little Sword started to eagerly feast on those treasures. As it consumed each treasure, Fang Chen felt its aura growing stronger. He also felt his Sword Body improve slightly.

"Looks like I’m not too far from the third-rank sword body now," muttered Fang Chen softly to himself.