Daring to Provoke Our Iron Garb Sect

After only a short while, three bedraggled young men ran out of the woods not far from Su Chen, pursued by a group of fierce-looking martial artists.

"Chase them!"

"Take the Jade Wonder Fruit from their hands!"

"They dared to steal the Jade Wonder Fruit our Iron Garb Sect had its eye on? They must be tired of living!"

The three fleeing young men had nowhere left to run. When they saw Su Chen, they hurriedly called out to him, "Sir, please lend us a hand and drive these villains away. We will surely reward you handsomely!"

Before Su Chen could answer, that group of vicious martial artists had already caught up and surrounded Su Chen and the three young men.

"Tch, I thought some formidable figure had appeared in the central region of the Rising Sun Mountains. Who would have thought it was just a little brat?" One of the fierce men sneered disdainfully when he saw Su Chen. "Brat, get lost. This has nothing to do with you."

Only then did the three pursued young men see Su Chen clearly. Seeing that he was merely a half-grown boy, their hearts sank halfway into an icy abyss. When they had been chased earlier, they had not gotten a clear look at Su Chen and had only instinctively sought his help. Now that they realized the person they had called upon was far younger than themselves, their expressions became uglier than crying.

"Forget it, little brother. We don't need you to save us anymore. Run for your life!" one of the three young men said with a face drawn in misery.

Yet one of the fierce men suddenly gave a cold laugh. "Heh heh, since you've run into the muzzle of our gun, it's too late to run! Brat, blame your bad luck. Who told you to run into us?"

"None of you move. Leave it to me—I'll slaughter this brat first!"

As he spoke, a burly man carrying a massive steel saber raised it and charged at Su Chen, a vicious grin spreading across his scar-covered face.

Whoosh!

One of the young men standing closest to Su Chen could not help turning his head away, unable to bear watching the boy's blood splatter on the spot.

He soon felt warm blood spray all over him. Yet in the next instant, an eerie silence descended over the surroundings, as though time itself had stopped at that moment.

Feeling strange, he turned back to look, only to see Su Chen still standing there perfectly unharmed, a broad sword held in his right hand.

The steel-saber brute who had been so ferocious moments ago was now lying on the ground, a headless corpse, blood still spurting from his severed neck!

Hiss!

The young man could not help sucking in a sharp breath, utterly shaken by the sight.

The group of fierce men were likewise unable to believe it, each one rooted to the spot in utter disbelief.

One of them, a one-eyed man, suddenly shouted, "Brat, you dared kill Senior Brother Sun? Hand over your life!"

With that, he brandished a pair of spiked hammers and charged fiercely at Su Chen.

In the time it took to speak, Su Chen raised his sword high again. Before the one-eyed man could reach him, Su Chen's sword light had already slashed down!

The one-eyed man did not even have time to make a single move before the sword light cleaved his entire body in two!

Bang! The body, split in half, fell hopelessly to the ground.

At this moment, the scene fell even more deathly silent.

"Didn't you want to kill me? If you have the ability, keep coming." Su Chen sheathed his sword and said coldly.

The three young men stood frozen on the spot, staring in disbelief at this boy who looked no older than fifteen.

The group of fierce men cried out in disbelief, "Brat, you dare kill our people? Do you know who we are?"

"We are men of the Iron Garb Sect! Since you killed members of the Iron Garb Sect, there will be no place for you within a thousand miles!"

Iron Garb Sect!

Hearing those three words, the three young men all trembled, panic immediately appearing on their faces!

It was common knowledge that in the Cloud Abyss Empire, the greatest powers were known as "sects." Usually, there was only one sect within every three thousand miles.

Below sects were "schools," with several schools existing within every thousand miles. This Iron Garb Sect was the largest school within a thousand miles.

It was said that the Iron Garb Sect's master had reached the Essence Condensation Realm Tenth Layer, and that the sect also had several elders above the Essence Condensation Realm Seventh Layer. It was an extremely formidable power. Now that they knew the people Su Chen had killed were from the Iron Garb Sect, how could the three young men not panic?

After all, the Iron Garb Sect members had been killed while pursuing them. If responsibility was pursued, they would certainly bear a share of it.

Su Chen, however, remained indifferent. "What Iron Garb Sect? Never heard of it!"

The remaining four Iron Garb Sect martial artists immediately flew into a rage. "Brat, have you lived long enough?"

"Brothers, attack together and kill him!"

Just as they were about to step forward, one of the leading Iron Garb Sect martial artists suddenly raised a hand to stop them. His expression was grave as he said, "Just now, Junior Brother Sun and Junior Brother Huo were both cut down by a single strike from him. They had no chance to resist."

"Senior Brother Wu, you mean..." the others asked.

The Iron Garb Sect martial artist called Senior Brother Wu said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Sun and Junior Brother Huo were both at the Eighth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm. Since this brat could kill them with one sword strike, he must possess cultivation at the Ninth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm or above!"

As soon as those words were spoken, the others' expressions changed as well. They knew that every layer was a whole new world. Even the four of them, all Eighth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm martial artists, could not suppress a Ninth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm martial artist by joining forces. This was not a matter that numbers alone could solve.

Senior Brother Wu glared fiercely at Su Chen. "Brat, you killed two disciples of our Iron Garb Sect. We will remember this grudge!"

As he spoke, he called to the other three Iron Garb Sect men, "Leave!"

However, just as they turned to depart, Su Chen said blandly, "Just now, you told me to blame my bad luck and said you wanted to slaughter me. Now you want to leave?"

"Brat, what do you mean?" The four Iron Garb Sect martial artists were not people who swallowed their anger. Hearing Su Chen say this, they could not help turning back one after another.

"Brat, we are being merciful by sparing you. Don't climb onto our noses and faces. Do you really intend to keep the four of us here?"

"Perhaps you are a Ninth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm martial artist, but there are four of us at the Eighth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm. If we truly risk our lives fighting you, you may not gain any advantage!" Senior Brother Wu said with a grim expression.

"Besides, we are men of the Iron Garb Sect, and our Young Sect Master is nearby. If you want to kill us, you should first consider whether you can afford to provoke the Iron Garb Sect!"

Senior Brother Wu had originally thought that once he said this, Su Chen would back down. Yet unexpectedly, Su Chen's expression remained calm from beginning to end. He did not even blink, much less show any sign of fear.

After Senior Brother Wu finished speaking, Su Chen said blandly, "Finished?"

Senior Brother Wu froze.

"Then die."

The moment Su Chen's words fell, the Vast Sea Sword rang as it left its sheath once more!

After only a short while, three bedraggled young men ran out of the woods not far from Su Chen, pursued by a group of fierce-looking martial artists.

"Chase them!"

"Take the Jade Wonder Fruit from their hands!"

"They dared to steal the Jade Wonder Fruit our Iron Garb Sect had its eye on? They must be tired of living!"

The three fleeing young men had nowhere left to run. When they saw Su Chen, they hurriedly called out to him, "Sir, please lend us a hand and drive these villains away. We will surely reward you handsomely!"

Before Su Chen could answer, that group of vicious martial artists had already caught up and surrounded Su Chen and the three young men.

"Tch, I thought some formidable figure had appeared in the central region of the Rising Sun Mountains. Who would have thought it was just a little brat?" One of the fierce men sneered disdainfully when he saw Su Chen. "Brat, get lost. This has nothing to do with you."

Only then did the three pursued young men see Su Chen clearly. Seeing that he was merely a half-grown boy, their hearts sank halfway into an icy abyss. When they had been chased earlier, they had not gotten a clear look at Su Chen and had only instinctively sought his help. Now that they realized the person they had called upon was far younger than themselves, their expressions became uglier than crying.

"Forget it, little brother. We don't need you to save us anymore. Run for your life!" one of the three young men said with a face drawn in misery.

Yet one of the fierce men suddenly gave a cold laugh. "Heh heh, since you've run into the muzzle of our gun, it's too late to run! Brat, blame your bad luck. Who told you to run into us?"

"None of you move. Leave it to me—I'll slaughter this brat first!"

As he spoke, a burly man carrying a massive steel saber raised it and charged at Su Chen, a vicious grin spreading across his scar-covered face.

Whoosh!

One of the young men standing closest to Su Chen could not help turning his head away, unable to bear watching the boy's blood splatter on the spot.

He soon felt warm blood spray all over him. Yet in the next instant, an eerie silence descended over the surroundings, as though time itself had stopped at that moment.

Feeling strange, he turned back to look, only to see Su Chen still standing there perfectly unharmed, a broad sword held in his right hand.

The steel-saber brute who had been so ferocious moments ago was now lying on the ground, a headless corpse, blood still spurting from his severed neck!

Hiss!

The young man could not help sucking in a sharp breath, utterly shaken by the sight.

The group of fierce men were likewise unable to believe it, each one rooted to the spot in utter disbelief.

One of them, a one-eyed man, suddenly shouted, "Brat, you dared kill Senior Brother Sun? Hand over your life!"

With that, he brandished a pair of spiked hammers and charged fiercely at Su Chen.

In the time it took to speak, Su Chen raised his sword high again. Before the one-eyed man could reach him, Su Chen's sword light had already slashed down!

The one-eyed man did not even have time to make a single move before the sword light cleaved his entire body in two!

Bang! The body, split in half, fell hopelessly to the ground.

At this moment, the scene fell even more deathly silent.

"Didn't you want to kill me? If you have the ability, keep coming." Su Chen sheathed his sword and said coldly.

The three young men stood frozen on the spot, staring in disbelief at this boy who looked no older than fifteen.

The group of fierce men cried out in disbelief, "Brat, you dare kill our people? Do you know who we are?"

"We are men of the Iron Garb Sect! Since you killed members of the Iron Garb Sect, there will be no place for you within a thousand miles!"

Iron Garb Sect!

Hearing those three words, the three young men all trembled, panic immediately appearing on their faces!

It was common knowledge that in the Cloud Abyss Empire, the greatest powers were known as "sects." Usually, there was only one sect within every three thousand miles.

Below sects were "schools," with several schools existing within every thousand miles. This Iron Garb Sect was the largest school within a thousand miles.

It was said that the Iron Garb Sect's master had reached the Essence Condensation Realm Tenth Layer, and that the sect also had several elders above the Essence Condensation Realm Seventh Layer. It was an extremely formidable power. Now that they knew the people Su Chen had killed were from the Iron Garb Sect, how could the three young men not panic?

After all, the Iron Garb Sect members had been killed while pursuing them. If responsibility was pursued, they would certainly bear a share of it.

Su Chen, however, remained indifferent. "What Iron Garb Sect? Never heard of it!"

The remaining four Iron Garb Sect martial artists immediately flew into a rage. "Brat, have you lived long enough?"

"Brothers, attack together and kill him!"

Just as they were about to step forward, one of the leading Iron Garb Sect martial artists suddenly raised a hand to stop them. His expression was grave as he said, "Just now, Junior Brother Sun and Junior Brother Huo were both cut down by a single strike from him. They had no chance to resist."

"Senior Brother Wu, you mean..." the others asked.

The Iron Garb Sect martial artist called Senior Brother Wu said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Sun and Junior Brother Huo were both at the Eighth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm. Since this brat could kill them with one sword strike, he must possess cultivation at the Ninth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm or above!"

As soon as those words were spoken, the others' expressions changed as well. They knew that every layer was a whole new world. Even the four of them, all Eighth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm martial artists, could not suppress a Ninth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm martial artist by joining forces. This was not a matter that numbers alone could solve.

Senior Brother Wu glared fiercely at Su Chen. "Brat, you killed two disciples of our Iron Garb Sect. We will remember this grudge!"

As he spoke, he called to the other three Iron Garb Sect men, "Leave!"

However, just as they turned to depart, Su Chen said blandly, "Just now, you told me to blame my bad luck and said you wanted to slaughter me. Now you want to leave?"

"Brat, what do you mean?" The four Iron Garb Sect martial artists were not people who swallowed their anger. Hearing Su Chen say this, they could not help turning back one after another.

"Brat, we are being merciful by sparing you. Don't climb onto our noses and faces. Do you really intend to keep the four of us here?"

"Perhaps you are a Ninth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm martial artist, but there are four of us at the Eighth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm. If we truly risk our lives fighting you, you may not gain any advantage!" Senior Brother Wu said with a grim expression.

"Besides, we are men of the Iron Garb Sect, and our Young Sect Master is nearby. If you want to kill us, you should first consider whether you can afford to provoke the Iron Garb Sect!"

Senior Brother Wu had originally thought that once he said this, Su Chen would back down. Yet unexpectedly, Su Chen's expression remained calm from beginning to end. He did not even blink, much less show any sign of fear.

After Senior Brother Wu finished speaking, Su Chen said blandly, "Finished?"

Senior Brother Wu froze.

"Then die."