Swearing to Defend the Xingfeng Sect to the Death!

After Jack left the room, Chen Feng hung the painting scroll on the wall.

He tossed all the weapons into the painting scroll one by one, then entered the Painting Scroll World himself.

Jack still needed some time to prepare those small goods.

Chen Feng planned to teach Wang Hu and the others how to use modern firearms first.

After returning to the Painting Scroll World, Chen Feng soon found Wang Hu.

Wang Hu was leading more than a dozen martial artists in cultivation at the Xingfeng Sect's training ground.

The Xingfeng Sect was now divided into an inner sect and an outer sect, an arrangement Wang Hu had proposed to Chen Feng.

The inner sect was considered the core of the Xingfeng Sect, while the outer sect consisted of martial artists hired with money, whose presence was dispensable.

The dozen or so people cultivating with Wang Hu now all belonged to the inner sect, and they had all been taught the Xiantian cultivation method, the Mystic Yellow Art.

Some of the Xingfeng Sect's resources were also being poured into these people.

When they saw Chen Feng approach, the dozen or so people stopped cultivating and bowed to him.

Chen Feng beckoned to Wang Hu, who immediately ran to his side.

"Sect Master, do you have something you need me to do?"

Wang Hu was bare-chested, his bronze muscles gleaming in the sunlight.

With a physique like that, Wang Hu would absolutely put those bodybuilding stars in the modern world to shame.

"I do. I refined some equipment for you, and today I'm going to teach you how to use it."

"Equipment?" Wang Hu was immediately filled with anticipation.

He knew that Chen Feng possessed methods like an immortal's, and that he might truly have an immortal's artifact-refining methods as well.

At the same time, he recalled the weapon Chen Feng had used to kill He Sandao. Even now, he had not forgotten its power.

Chen Feng then had someone bring over a bag and a box, which contained more than a dozen submachine guns and ammunition.

As for the other equipment, Chen Feng did not intend to teach Wang Hu and the others how to use it yet. They could learn to use guns first.

Wang Hu and the dozen or so martial artists stared curiously at the guns in the bag.

They had never seen weapons with such peculiar designs.

Wang Hu took out a submachine gun and hefted it. It felt light to him.

"Sect Master, what is this?"

Chen Feng smiled. "This is called a gun. It can fire objects called bullets. You can think of it as a kind of hidden weapon."

At the mention of hidden weapons, everyone immediately understood. Some Postnatal Realm martial artists also used hidden weapons against their enemies.

Chen Feng picked up a submachine gun, loaded it, and opened fire on a wooden training post.

Gunfire rattled out. He fired for only a few seconds.

The wooden post on the training ground was riddled with bullet holes.

"This..."

Wang Hu and the others instantly widened their eyes as they stared at the post, which had been shot full of holes like a sieve. They were all stunned by the submachine gun's power.

These wooden posts on the training ground were made from special timber expressly for Postnatal martial artists to train with, and they were extremely hard.

Yet a post that hard had been as fragile as paper before this hidden weapon called a gun.

If it hit a person, probably no one except a Xiantian expert would survive.

"Sect Master, isn't this item too precious?" Wang Hu asked cautiously.

Though he coveted it, the thing looked like an immortal's possession.

He felt that he and the others were not worthy of using such a treasure.

"No matter how precious something is, its value can only be shown when it's put to the right use. I'm giving you this equipment so that you can better protect the Xingfeng Sect."

Chen Feng's words instantly changed the look in Wang Hu's and the others' eyes.

Protect the Xingfeng Sect!

Those five great characters lingered in everyone's hearts.

Wang Hu immediately knelt on one knee before Chen Feng:

"Rest assured, Sect Master. We swear to protect the Xingfeng Sect to the death! We will never disappoint you!"

The others also knelt on the ground, their faces full of resolve.

Chen Feng had even given them an immortal's treasure and held them in such high regard. They could only repay him with their lives.

"Get up, all of you. Don't drop to your knees at every turn. I'll teach you how to use the guns now."

Looking at everyone, fired up as though injected with chicken blood, Chen Feng smiled too. Loyal people would be appreciated wherever they went.

Chen Feng began teaching Wang Hu and the others how to use firearms.

The submachine gun was fairly simple to use. The only things he needed to teach them were the safety, loading the bullets, and firing.

As for marksmanship, they could only practice that on their own.

Chen Feng taught them for just over ten minutes, and Wang Hu and the others had already learned how to use the submachine guns.

Gunfire rang out constantly on the training ground. After trying their first shots, many people wore excited expressions.

"Practice hard. I'll come back in a couple of days to inspect your progress."

Chen Feng said this to everyone, then left.

Wang Hu and the others immediately called out in unison, "Farewell, Sect Master!"

After Chen Feng left, a martial artist immediately went over to Wang Hu and said:

"Elder, with these guns, we can put up a fight even against Xiantian experts!"

The other martial artists were excited as well. Wang Hu was currently the Xingfeng Sect's only elder, appointed by Chen Feng, so the sect's martial artists all addressed Wang Hu as Elder.

Wang Hu raised an eyebrow and looked at the martial artists.

"The sect's cultivation resources are now being poured into us, and the Sect Master has bestowed these precious immortal items upon us as well. We absolutely cannot disappoint him."

"The next time the Sect Master comes to inspect our progress, every one of you must satisfy him!"

"Starting today, aside from your regular cultivation, you'll spend all your time practicing with the guns. Anyone who fails to measure up in a few days can get out and go to the outer sect!"

Hearing Wang Hu's words, everyone nodded repeatedly, their faces full of fighting spirit.

Liuyang Town, the Jiang Household.

During this time, the Jiang Household had been secretly summoning its martial artists from outside, and none of Liuyang Town's other aristocratic clans had noticed its movements.

Nor would anyone have imagined that a large lineage like the Jiang Household would prepare to attack the Xingfeng Sect with the strength of its entire lineage, and do so with such secrecy.

In the Jiang Household's main hall.

All the Jiang Household's higher-ups were present. They had gathered there today to wait for just one person.

That person was the Jiang Household's greatest backer, Jiang Yaotian's younger sister, Jiang Hong.

Jiang Hong served as a commander of the Forbidden Martial Guard in the Yue Kingdom's imperial capital, and her cultivation had reached the Transformation Realm.

Above Xiantian were Transformation Realm experts. Such experts had already merged their Gang Qi and bodies into one, and no longer merely released Gang Qi to fight their enemies. Their bodies were the finest weapons.

Every move a Transformation Realm expert made contained tremendous power, and their speed and strength were several times greater than those of a Xiantian expert.

"Father, why hasn't Aunt arrived yet?"

Jiang Chen had grown somewhat anxious from waiting and spoke up to ask.

But just then, a cool voice rang out in the main hall.

"Chen'er, are you that eager to see your aunt?"

A figure appeared silently in the main hall.

It was a woman dressed in light armor, around thirty years old, with her long hair coiled behind her head.

She held one hand behind her back, and merely standing there, she gave off an immense sense of pressure.

At the sight of the woman, everyone from the Jiang Household in the hall rose and bowed.

"Greetings, Grandmaster!"

Transformation Realm experts were also called grandmasters, for they had reached the end of the martial path and the limit a mortal could attain. Calling a Transformation Realm expert a grandmaster was a form of respect.

Jiang Yaotian also rose to greet her. "Sister Hong, what delayed you for so long?"