Conflict

Wan Wuyun's fast sword was known as the Shadowless Sword, and anyone who could make a name for themselves in the martial world was certainly not someone who had gained their reputation through false means.

When he struck, his long sword was completely invisible; one only felt countless sword shadows filling the air like a torrential storm, enveloping everything.

Ren Qianxing was not to be outdone. True energy surged within his dantian, causing his clothes to rustle. His long sword was unsheathed, like a comet striking the moon, its sharp cold light illuminating the entire courtyard. Everyone felt a stinging sensation on their skin and instinctively closed their eyes.

Clang~

A light sound of clashing swords echoed throughout the main hall.

"Heh, so this is the renowned Shadowless Sword, Wan Wuyun. As expected, meeting you is not as impressive as hearing about you," Ren Qianxing mocked.

Wan Wuyun hadn't expected his fatal blow to have no effect. He said angrily, "Youngster, don't be so arrogant. When this old man was dominating the martial world, you were still nursing. The situation changes, kill!"

His long sword stirred up wind and clouds. His already shadowless sword moves looked even more like shifting wind and clouds, formless and intangible, yet filled with deadly killing intent.

Ren Qianxing's face was relaxed, but his heart was extremely heavy. Anyone who could contend for the title of Shadowless Sword in the martial world was certainly not someone who had gained their reputation through false means. Moreover, Ten Thousand Horses Fort had held out until now under the Supreme Alliance's attack; they absolutely could not be underestimated.

"The waves behind push the waves ahead. Wan Wuyun, you are old now, it's time for you to rest below. Fallen Starfall!"

His long sword changed moves. Heavy true energy poured into the treasured sword, descending from above like a starfall, falling from the sky.

"Break!"

Bang~

In an instant, Wan Wuyun felt his arm go numb, almost unable to hold his treasured sword. Even more internal energy rushed towards him, shaking his internal organs. For a moment, he felt a sweetness in his mouth, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

Wan Wuyun's face became even uglier, or more accurately, fearful. Just a disciple of Guan Yutian had made him so exhausted. What would happen if he truly faced Guan Yutian?

In his panic, even his sword moves were full of flaws. Ren Qianxing seized the opportunity and slashed his sword at Wan Wuyun's arm.

"Ah... my hand, my hand."

Wan Wuyun's entire right arm was severed and fell to the ground, blood gushing from the wound.

Ren Qianxing looked at Wan Wuyun indifferently and said disdainfully, "Trash, you thought you could fight my master with just this? Die!"

With a swing of his long sword, Wan Wuyun's voice abruptly stopped, and his large head rolled to the side.

The slaughter in the courtyard was also nearing its end. The entire Ten Thousand Horses Fort was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ren Qianxing turned his head to look at the Goddess of Cooking Liu Yiyi beside him. Although Liu Yiyi was a little nervous in this scene of carnage, she showed no fear.

"You are the Goddess of Cooking?" Ren Qianxing asked in a cold voice.

Liu Yiyi puffed out her chest and said loudly, "So what if I am?"

"Indeed, a remarkable woman of the martial world. Not bad."

"You don't need to tell me that."

Ren Qianxing walked to the table, reached out, picked up an untouched dish from the tabletop, and put it into his mouth.

"Delicious indeed. Did you make all these dishes?"

"Spit it out!"

Ren Qianxing's eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of killing intent.

"You're not afraid of death?"

"The dishes lose their flavor when they get cold. If they lose their flavor, they don't meet my standard as the Goddess of Cooking," Liu Yiyi said proudly.

"Hmph, indeed a good cook. Come with me to the Supreme Alliance. My master is hosting a grand banquet for all the heroes of the world. Your cooking is good, qualified to cook for my master," Ren Qianxing said.

"I'm not going."

"Hmm?"

The subordinates beside him instantly became furious. Their dripping swords pointed at Liu Yiyi, and they shouted angrily, "How dare you!"

"How dare I what? You've stained the dishes I worked so hard to make with blood. How can I be so unlucky? I haven't even received the money, my cleaver is broken, and I've run into you murderers. I'm not going!" Liu Yiyi also lost her temper.

"Are you really not going?"

"I'm not going means I'm not going."

"Good. Men, arrest everyone from Gourmet God Residence and chop them up," Ren Qianxing said coldly.

"Yes."

Liu Yiyi could no longer maintain her arrogance and said angrily, "How can you do this?"

"My Supreme Alliance dominates the world. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy. Since you don't obey my Supreme Alliance, there's no need for you to exist. Kill!"

"You..."

Liu Yiyi's face turned pale and then flushed. Having traveled the martial world for so long, everyone who came to ask her to cook was always respectful. No one had ever been so rude.

Liu Yiyi's chest heaved up and down with anger.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Fine, I can go and cook for your Supreme Alliance, but my knife is broken. You have to forge me a new cleaver."

"Alright."

"You provide the ingredients."

"Alright."

"You guys..."

"How dare you!"

"Who's there?"

"Damn it."

As they spoke, a figure moved like the wind, agile as a civet, and before anyone could react, grabbed Liu Yiyi and leaped over the wall.

"Bold!"

Ren Qianxing was also furious. Someone dared to snatch a person right under his nose, this was simply a provocation.

He stomped his foot, and his entire body shot into the air like a hawk, soaring over the tall courtyard wall.

The one who grabbed the person was naturally Fang Xuan. He hadn't originally intended to take such a risk, but then he thought that after this trip to Ten Thousand Horses Fort, Ren Qianxing would be appreciated by Guan Yutian, and his martial arts would advance by leaps and bounds. The next time they met, it was truly possible that he wouldn't be able to defeat him.

Fang Xuan didn't know the martial arts of this world, nor did he have any true qi. He could only rely on his physical body at the fourth level of the Suppleness Realm, carrying Liu Yiyi like an arrow, rapidly shuttling through the forest.

The Suppleness Realm is like the wind when rising and like an arrow when falling, as agile as a civet or a monkey.

Half an hour later, in a dense forest.

Fang Xuan tossed the already unconscious Liu Yiyi aside. In just a few minutes, accompanied by a whooshing sound, Ren Qianxing descended from the sky, his movements graceful and elegant.

Fang Xuan watched with a mix of emotions.

As expected of a wuxia world, it truly matched the jianghu in his heart.

But now, he was cultivating immortality.

Before he even arrived, a sword light fell, the sword qi sharp. The falling leaves in the air were cut in half by this sword light.

White Crane in the Clouds.

His ten toes gripped the ground, his thigh muscles vibrated, and his feet instantly left a huge footprint, splashing mud in all directions.

Instead of retreating, his body advanced, taking the initiative in an instant, getting in front of Ren Qianxing. Then his leg technique exploded, the "Crane Snake Fight" leg shadows bursting across the air.

Woo woo woo~

The whistling leg wind was heart-rending.

"Not good."

Ren Qianxing's face also changed drastically. For a moment, he couldn't change his move in time and could only block his long sword in front of his chest.

Bang~

With a muffled sound, Ren Qianxing was directly kicked away. He had nowhere to borrow strength in the air, and a large footprint was left on his chest.

"What great strength! Why is there no true qi?"

Strike while the iron is hot.

Fang Xuan was relentless, and then with a series of bangs, he kicked Ren Qianxing in the chest five times in a row.

Ah~

Accompanied by a roar, Ren Qianxing circulated his true qi, swung his long sword, and a sword qi shot towards Fang Xuan.