,/.

Bai Shaokong did not notice Su Fan's cold tone and was still grinning foolishly.

"How could that be? Your Senior Brother came to split the spoils."

Bai Shaokong took out a bag.

"Split the spoils?"

Su Fan was puzzled. Split what spoils?

"No, that's not right. It should be distributing the gains!"

Bai Shaokong cheerfully opened the bag.

At that moment, Su Fan was certain. This fellow Bai Shaokong had not come to kill him.

With that silly grin on his face, he looked as though he had picked up money.

"Junior Brother, this is for you!"

Bai Shaokong handed the bag to Su Fan.

"On my way back to the mountain today, I met someone who offered a high price for me to kill you."

Bai Shaokong told him about the black-robed man's commission.

He said with a grin, "That guy was really willing to spend! I never realized you were worth this much, Junior Brother!"

He was merely in the Mortal Realm.

Yet someone had paid such a price to have him killed.

He was probably the most valuable Mortal Realm cultivator in the entire world.

Su Fan opened the bag. Inside were three spiritual treasures, a bottle of Mystic Pills, and a bottle of Spirit Pills.

"Senior Brother, this is..."

These were clearly the treasures the black-robed man had offered Bai Shaokong to kill him.

But why was Bai Shaokong giving them to him instead?

"It's like this. Your Senior Brother only needs the Illusory Void Stone, so the rest is yours. With these helping you, you should still have a chance of breaking through to the Profound Sword Realm."

Bai Shaokong put away his smile.

"Your Senior Brother is a man who keeps his word. Since I accepted it, I won't go back on it."

At those words, killing intent surfaced in Su Fan's heart again.

"But you are a disciple of Sword God Mountain. How could your Senior Brother possibly kill you? So, Junior Brother, give me some token from your person so I can go complete the commission."

Bai Shaokong continued.

Su Fan understood.

This fellow Bai Shaokong was planning to deceive the black-robed man!

He would take the man's treasures without doing his work.

And he still wanted to look like a man of his word!

To preserve his reputation.

What a shameless fellow!

Su Fan raised a hand. "How about I tear off a piece of my sleeve and give it to Senior Brother?"

"That's far too perfunctory!"

Bai Shaokong shook his head.

"Then what does Senior Brother think would be suitable?"

"This..."

Bai Shaokong pondered, then noticed that Su Fan's fingernails were a little long.

He clapped his hands. "How about this? Just clip off some of your nails and give them to me."

Su Fan's mouth twitched.

Wasn't that just as perfunctory?

"No problem!"

Su Fan clipped off a piece of nail and gave it to Bai Shaokong.

After receiving the nail clipping, Bai Shaokong solemnly said, "Junior Brother, I don't know why that person wants you dead, but I'll do my best to see whether I can kill him."

"Senior Brother needn't trouble yourself."

Su Fan's favorable impression of Bai Shaokong rose sharply.

Just for swindling treasures from the black-robed man and giving half to him, Su Fan had gained a great deal of goodwill toward him.

"Don't worry. Your Senior Brother knows what he's doing."

Bai Shaokong said.

"Junior Brother, you are only in the Mortal Sword Realm now. Although Sword God Mountain is safe, you must still cultivate diligently."

Bai Shaokong now assumed the bearing of a Senior Brother.

"Taking this opportunity today, your Senior Brother will give you some guidance. Strive to condense a Mystic Sword as soon as possible!"

Su Fan raised an eyebrow.

Guide him?

Where did that confidence come from?

Although Bai Shaokong had truly condensed a Spirit Sword and was not comparable to those hollow, superficial people—

In Su Fan's eyes, there was still not much difference.

He cultivated a forbidden art!

His strength could not be judged simply by realm.

Besides, he was also a genuine Spirit Sword Realm cultivator!

With his hands clasped behind his back, Bai Shaokong said, "Junior Brother, make your move. Attack as you please. Your Senior Brother will help make up for the shortcomings in your cultivation."

"Are you sure?"

"Don't worry. With your Mortal Sword cultivation, even if your Senior Brother stands still, you won't be able to hurt me. Just attack."

Bai Shaokong gave Su Fan an encouraging look.

Su Fan's expression turned strange.

"You really want me to attack?"

"Of course. Go ahead, use your full strength. Don't worry about hurting your Senior Brother!"

Bai Shaokong said seriously.

"Since that is the case, then I'll make my move!"

Su Fan smiled.

"Go ahead!"

Bai Shaokong continued encouraging him.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a flash of sword light seemed to flicker before his eyes.

Su Fan seemed to vanish!

Bai Shaokong had not even reacted to what was happening.

The back of his neck tightened as a hand seized it, lifting his whole body into the air.

Bai Shaokong: ???

Something was wrong!

Very wrong!

He was only a Mortal Sword Realm cultivator. How could he possibly lift him up?

I must be dreaming!

And it was a nightmare!

Bai Shaokong raised his hand and gave himself two resounding slaps.

It hurt!

It hurt terribly!

He wasn't dreaming?

When he looked up, Su Fan was still standing in front of him, seemingly never having moved.

Nor had he been lifted into the air.

After blinking, Bai Shaokong's expression became solemn.

"Junior Brother, make your move!"

Bai Shaokong said with a grin, "Should we count to three?"

"No need. Make your move!"

"Then I'm attacking!"

Whoosh!

Before Bai Shaokong's eyes, something like a flash of sword light flickered, and Su Fan vanished!

Boom!

His aura erupted, and he was about to draw his sword.

But then—

His neck tightened, and his whole body was lifted into the air!

Like a little chick being grabbed by the neck and picked up!

Bai Shaokong was completely stunned!

Su Fan had returned to his original spot, as though everything that had just happened had been an illusion!

Bai Shaokong swallowed, moved swiftly, and widened the distance between them.

Only then did he say with a serious expression, "Make your move!"

That familiar sword light flashed again!

Bai Shaokong abruptly turned to look behind him.

But then—

The back of his neck tightened again, and his whole body was lifted into the air!

Though he had turned around, Su Fan still appeared behind him and gripped his neck!

Like lifting a little chick, he hoisted him into the air!

Too fast!

At that moment, Bai Shaokong cursed wildly in his heart. Who the hell had spread rumors that this guy was a Mortal Sword Realm piece of trash?!!

Su Fan put Bai Shaokong down, smiling.

The forbidden art Nine Heavens Sword Escape was far too powerful.

Its speed was beyond imagination!

Even within the same realm, Bai Shaokong could not react to it!

"Brother! Brother Su! Who the hell spread rumors that you're trash? I'm going to kill him!"

With tears in his eyes, Bai Shaokong grabbed Su Fan's hands.

It was too terrifying!

He was only half a step away from breaking through to the Void Sword Realm!

Yet he had not the slightest ability to resist!

This was trash?

If this was trash, then what did that make him, a once-in-a-thousand-years sword dao prodigy?

A lump of shit among trash?

The rumor-monger deserved to die!

Even more terrifying was that Su Fan was a few years younger than him, wasn't he?

"Keep a low profile. You have to keep a low profile, understand?"

Su Fan patted the back of his hand.

"Yes, yes, keep a low profile!"

With a fawning smile, Bai Shaokong said, "Brother Su, what sword dao was that? It's too powerful!"

"You want to learn it?"

Su Fan asked with amusement.

"Yes, yes!"

Bai Shaokong nodded repeatedly.

Su Fan shook his head. "You don't have enough lifespan. You can't learn it."

Nine Heavens Sword Escape was a forbidden art. With Bai Shaokong's lifespan, he would exhaust it and die after using it only a few times.

Bai Shaokong looked deeply disappointed.

"However, I can teach you one that you can learn!"

Su Fan said with a smile.

"Really?"

Bai Shaokong was overjoyed.

"Brother Su, from now on, you're my brother!"