Another Battlefield (Continued)

Yuezheng Qiong said coldly, "Even so, it has nothing to do with us. The mission is complete, go back."

Lin Qingtong glanced at it and teased, "Sound Princess is getting colder and colder. I haven't seen you smile since you joined the Heaven-Defying Society. Are you homesick? How about I go home with you?"

"No need, no interest."

"As someone who's been there, I'm giving you this advice: this lingering attachment is a bad idea. It might become the reason for your downfall at a crucial moment. Perhaps you should have One Sword your own sister back then; that way, you could have severed the last thread of your obsession."

Yuezheng Qiong's eyes sharpened, and just as he was about to refute, a Sword Qi suddenly shot towards Lin Qingtong, which she blocked with her broadsword, causing her to stagger back several steps.

"Is this why you One Sword your master back then?"

Accompanied by a clear, cold voice, a lean and wielding figure arrived on the wind, carrying a sword – it was Lin Qingxiang.

"I thought it was someone else, but it's my naive older brother. Are you here to question Master?"

While Lin Qingtong feigned nonchalance, her heart sank. She certainly didn't believe the other party had only bumped into her by chance, so she secretly gestured to Yuezheng Qiong and Wei Chunxi, stalling for time as she said, "Although I don't really care, I'll still ask, how is Master now?"

Lin Qingxiang truthfully replied, "It's terrible. Master was originally a very sentimental person, but because he taught a treacherous disciple who betrayed his master and repaid kindness with enmity, he is depressed and listless all day long. He often goes to his father's grave to apologize for failing his trust. Now he only eats three buckets of rice per meal, and he has lost a lot of weight."

"That's really pitiful. Maybe I should write him a letter of repentance; that way he might be able to eat two more buckets of rice."

"No need. I'll take you back now, and you can apologize to him in person. Only then will he be able to resume his normal appetite of nine buckets of rice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaolian Sword was drawn from behind him, a black shadow flowed, the surrounding light dimmed, and Lin Qingxiang's figure disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he rushed out from Lin Qingtong's shadow and thrust his One Sword at a vital point.

Lin Qingtong parried with her sword, and with a clang, she was knocked back by the heavy force condensed on the sword. Lin Qingxiang chased after her quickly, his Movement Method as elusive as a ghost, seemingly real yet elusive, leaving no trace and impossible to shake off, as if he had truly become Lin Qingtong's shadow.

Yuezheng Qiong was about to reach out to help, a heavy object suddenly pierced through the air, causing the earth to tremble and the air to explode. Her expression changed, and she hurriedly activated the No-Void Sound Barrier with all her might, creating ripples in front of her that continuously neutralized the force. Each ripple represented a force of 100,000 jin.

Even so, she was still unable to completely deflect the attack and had to raise her hands to block it. She was pushed away and only stopped when she crashed into a large tree.

"The Prison-Subduing Boulder!"

Yuezheng Qiong rubbed his numb arms and looked at the enemy who had attacked him. It was a short-haired man who was not very tall and had a stocky build. The man was carrying a long-handled iron hammer. The handle was about four feet long and it was a thick iron rod. The hammer itself was as big as a small ox. It was a heavy industrial-grade tool, making one wonder if it was hollow.

"Sigh, trying to ambush a junior and failing to even hurt him, I'm really getting old, I've completely lost face."

Shi Yuan shifted the weight of the hammer to his shoulder, his relaxed expression a stark contrast to the powerful air currents generated by the hammer. He began, "Speaking of which, we met once before. I remember it was at a banquet hosted by so-and-so. At the time, I never imagined you were a powerhouse on par with me, and even more so, a notorious criminal who shocked the entire nation. You truly are a big star; your acting skills—one face in public, another in private—are so adept."

"You can't judge a book by its cover. Take you, Senior Shi, for example. You look honest and kind, but you're actually mean-spirited, treacherous, and despicable. You even dared to ambush a junior without regard for your status," Yuezheng Qiong retorted.

"Hey, this is called 'when in Rome, do as the Romans do.' Military School say 'all's fair in war,' right? I'm doing this to respect the host family's customs..."

As he spoke, he shrugged, as if he felt uncomfortable with the hammer pressing down on his shoulder and was about to switch shoulders as before. But halfway through the switch, he suddenly launched a fierce attack. The huge hammer caused the airflow to surge, and the ground directly below seemed to have been scraped clean. The immense force formed a wall that pressed down on him.

"Divine Astral Prison Break!"

Yuezheng Qiong was already on guard, and immediately used the Guxi Spirit-Shaking Finger in conjunction with the No-Void Sound Barrier. The former vibrated the Primal Qi and the latter dissolved the material impact, allowing him to withstand the fierce and domineering hammer blow, but he was still forced back a step.

Shi Yuan pursued relentlessly, swinging his massive iron hammer in a continuous barrage of attacks. Each strike unleashed a powerful gust of wind that could ignite the roar of an enraged dragon, and even a light sweep could shatter a rock into pieces.

Upon seeing this, Wei Chunxi, who had originally intended to help, hesitated, did not dare to step forward, and abandoned the idea of releasing the powder poison, lest it be blown back.

The No-Void Sound Barrier is most effective against such powerful and heavy attacks. Although Yuezheng Qiong was retreating step by step, she was not in immediate danger of being defeated. She said, "Senior, your fighting style reminds me of a friend of mine."

"Hmm, then he must be a handsome and likable young man." Shi Yuan didn't hold back in praising himself.

Both being at the Spirit Transformation, the two are still testing each other and will not easily reveal their trump cards, making it difficult to determine a winner in a short time. However, the battle on the other side is quickly approaching a fever pitch.

"Brother, it seems you've been cultivating very diligently lately, your strength has increased quite a bit. Unfortunately, I'm improving even faster than you."

Relying on her metallic body, Lin Qingtong withstood the One Sword strike without feeling any pain. She then swung her broadsword horizontally, aiming for a vital spot.

Lin Qingxiang reached out and slapped, his body feeling light and weightless, as if he had truly become a shadow. Xiaolian Sword, blocking out the surrounding light, and his figure immediately dispersed, then appeared behind Lin Qingtong, thrusting his One Sword towards her back.

Lin Qingtong was familiar with her brother's fighting style, so she casually carried the One Sword. However, Xiao Xiaolian Sword's One Sword was extremely sharp, piercing through the blade of the broadsword and passing right through her as well. The Sword Qi energy flowed into her body and wreaked havoc.

"The Peng's Heavenly Whirl!"

With a furious shout, Lin Qingtong spun her sword rapidly, launching an all-encompassing attack. Combined with her brute strength, the powerful sweep forced Lin Qingxiang to retreat and avoid the onslaught, abandoning the opportunity to expand her gains.

After stopping her spin, Lin Qingtong glanced at the broadsword with a hole in it, pouted, and felt a surge of anger. She couldn't help but curse Si Ming in her heart for taking her Collapse Sword. Did this kid even know the rules of the martial world? How could he take someone else's sword?

If Lin Qingxiang had the Collapse Sword in his hand, he would not dare to touch it with his hands, nor would he be able to pierce it with the Xiaolian Sword.

However, thinking about such things now was pointless. Lin Qingtong channeled her Internal Cultivation, combined with her metal body, to force out the Sword Qi within her. Then, she beckoned to Lin Qingxiang and provocatively said, "Brother was inferior to me before, but the gap is even wider now. You think you can capture me and take me back? You'd better ask Master to come in person. You're far from qualified."

"I know, that's why I didn't intend to deal with you alone. In short, now that I'm here, you should understand that your organization's operations have been exposed."

As he spoke, Lin Qingxiang released a black Sword Qi into the sky. Soon, eight Mohist Knight Guard arrived, each a master of Internal Energy Level Eight, and surrounded Lin Qingtong and her group. Four of them directly attacked Wei Chunxi, who had the weakest cultivation level.

"By the way, we also have a group of people hiding in North-Pacifying Fortress. I believe they have already captured the spies you were impersonating."

Lin Qingtong sighed and asked, "May I ask, which wise person predicted our actions, or have some members of our organization already fallen into your hands?"

Startling Rainbow Beyond the Heavens.

"So it was Master Yan, no wonder... He must be in France right now. It seems that the Nether Master's group slipped up during their operation, and Master Yan saw through their scheme. 'Startling Rainbow Beyond the Heavens,' truly lives up to his name. He was so confident, saying he could corner Yan Jinghong. Now it seems he's the one in real danger!"

Lin Qingxiang said, "Surrender. You have no chance of winning. I still need to take you back to apologize to my master."

"Hahaha, brother, how can you still be so naive! Saying such things, do you really expect me to ever change my ways?"

Lin Qingtong let out a wild laugh, her whole body trembling with ecstasy. "That One Sword I used to stab Master was to sever all ties to the past, cut off my path, and force myself to have no way back. Brother, this is my last bit of well-intentioned advice as family to you. If you still cling to this naive idea—you will definitely die by my hand in the end!"

Lin Qingxiang remained silent for a moment before speaking with difficulty, "I understand. I will cut off your hands and feet, then take you back to my master to apologize to him."

With a flick of their divine swords, the four Mohist Knight Guard attacked simultaneously, unleashing a chaotic battle.