Chapter 472: Void Jade Mountain

Upon hearing Zhang Shuzhou's scream, everyone realized that the fat man was the grandson of the black-robed elder. No wonder he was always so arrogant, he had a Golden Core Realm expert for a grandfather.

Thud!

Zhang Shuzhou's scream abruptly ceased, the light in his eyes gradually fading. A bloody line appeared on his forehead, extending downwards.

In an instant, his corpulent body split into two, spilling his filthy innards all over the ground.

The surrounding cultivators quickly stepped back, their expressions complex as they looked at the chaotic scene.

"Let's go," Fang Chen called out, and with that, led the group away, breaking through the air.

From beginning to end, the black-robed elder did not dare to interfere.

"Fang Chen of the Void Immortal Sword Sect...."

"What kind of sect is the Void Immortal Sword Sect? It sounds familiar, and so does this Fang Chen. Where have I heard of him before?"

"You feel that way too? I was just wondering why that name sounded so familiar."

"Everyone, do you remember what happened in the Grand Qian Imperial Capital over a decade ago?"

"That incident... are you referring to the one where a sword cultivator killed countless people and thwarted the Spirit Blood Sect's plan?"

"Yes, that sword cultivator was named Fang Chen. Have you all forgotten?"

"

Hiss...

"

Everyone suddenly remembered and collectively gasped in shock, their expressions turning uncertain.

According to the rumors, that sword cultivator once even wounded a Nascent Soul Realm expert with a single strike!

Steward Xu was shocked, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes. Fortunately, he hadn't acted rashly earlier; otherwise, the one lying dead on the ground might have been him.

Steward Xu looked towards the black-robed elder. "Elder Zhang, about this matter...."

The black-robed elder was silent for a few moments before he said calmly, "You handle this matter, but make sure to retrieve my arms."

With that, he transformed into a ray of light and flew back to the sect.

Back in the Nine Sword Sect.

An elderly man with white hair paced back and forth anxiously. Over a dozen Golden Core Realm cultivators exchanged worried looks. One of them, summoning his courage, tried to console the old man, "Grand Elder, there shouldn't be too much of a problem, right? We didn't actually offend that sword cultivator from the Void Immortal Sword Sect. They wouldn't come looking for trouble with us...."

"You know nothing!" The white-haired elder stopped in his tracks and angrily rebuked, "The sword cultivators of the Void Immortal Sword Sect are all madmen! You are just Golden Core Realm cultivators and you’re as weak as an ant! I am different! If they do come looking for trouble, I'll be the first to suffer!”

The Golden Core Realm cultivators fell silent, a sense of relief quietly rising within them. Fortunately, their cultivation was too low to attract the enemy's attention.

At that moment, one of the Golden Core Realm cultivators looked toward the horizon and exclaimed, "Old Zhang is back."

The black-robed elder landed in front of the group. The white-haired elder, upon seeing him, immediately slapped him, sending him rolling several dozen feet away.

The black-robed elder didn't dare to utter a sound. He got up and ran back to the white-haired elder, keeping his head lowered. The surrounding Golden Core Realm cultivators were stunned and frightened; they could tell that their Grand Elder was truly furious.

"How many people died? Where are they now? Speak!" the white-haired elder roared.

The black-robed elder replied softly, "A wandering cultivator and Zhang Shuzhou died. The others have left."

"Only two deaths? Zhang Shuzhou is your grandson, right? For him to have provoked such a powerful existence, even if he hadn't killed him, I would've personally dealt with him myself." The white-haired elder snorted coldly, a trace of frustration on his face. "It's fortunate that they didn't pursue the matter relentlessly. This time, it was a close call. From now on, you all better keep your eyes wide open. If you dare to offend such people again, just slit your own throats in apology!"

With that, the white-haired elder turned and left, muttering to himself.

The present Golden Core Realm cultivators sighed lightly, some casting a sympathetic glance at the black-robed elder before turning and leaving without a word.

***

"Fellow Cultivator Liu, let's part ways here. Until we meet again."

Fang Chen cupped his hands towards Liu Buyun, then led his disciples toward Jade Void Mountain.

Liu Buyun stared blankly at Fang Chen and his group as they departed. After they disappeared from view, he suddenly asked, "Did he just say his name was Fang Chen a while ago? So Fang Wanli was just an alias...."

"Master, Uncle Fang did indeed refer to himself as Fang Chen. By the way, Master, what kind of sect is the Void Immortal Sword Sect?" a curious disciple asked.

"It is a sect of sword cultivators located in the distant first-tier Central Continent Empire. Even if I knew the exact route, it is difficult for even someone like me to reach that place," Liu Buyun murmured.

Suddenly, Liu Buyun's expression changed into one of astonishment. "I remember now! I finally recall where I heard the name Fang Chen!"

"Master... isn't the sword cultivator who cut down countless foes in the Grand Qian Imperial Capital over a decade ago also named Fang Chen?" another disciple exclaimed in shock. "Could it be...could it be him?"

The expressions of the others brightened, their faces shifting from shock to excitement. The idea that such a legendary figure was their martial uncle was almost too incredible to believe!

They vividly remembered those years when cultivators across the Azure Cloud Empire were talking about this sword cultivator. The rumors said that despite his cultivation level being only at the Qi Refining Realm, he wielded an immortal sword and slew over ten Golden Core Realm cultivators, even injuring a Nascent Soul Realm expert. Together with three Nascent Soul stage cultivators, he forced the Spirit Blood Sect's mighty figures into a hasty retreat, thereby thwarting the Spirit Blood Sect's plans and preventing The Hidden Cloud Region from descending into chaos.

"It really is him.... To think I once thought it was just a coincidence..." Ye Qinghe muttered to himself.

Suddenly, Ye Qinghe felt the atmosphere around him shift. He looked up to see his master and senior brothers and sisters all staring at him.

"Junior brother, with such a background, why did you stay silent all this time? If you had spoken up earlier, who in the Qinghua Gate would have dared to provoke our lineage?"

"Exactly! You kept us in the dark, but this time, it was thanks to you that Uncle Fang gave us such a warm greeting."

"Qinghe, I always knew you were destined for great things. It seems I was right. Even on the path of cultivation, one must never slacken their efforts to maintain such divine connections," Liu Buyun said.

Liu Biyun sighed with emotion, gently patting Ye Qinghe's head. "From now on, you're my closed-door disciple."

Ye Qinghe never expected that one day he would benefit from Fang Chen's influence. He felt an infinite sense of emotion welling up inside him.

"I wonder how Tao Yu is doing now. I bet he's not as fortunate as me," Ye Qinghe suddenly thought of Tao Yu, feeling secretly pleased with himself.

***

"Master, there's a strange-shaped mountain ahead, resembling a turtle's back," Victorious Buddha reported to Fang Chen while gazing into the distance.

Fang Chen gestured for everyone to stop and then used his spiritual sense to take a look. Indeed, there was a massive mountain range that stretched for an unknown distance, resembling the back of a turtle. The different branches of the mountain range looked like the patterns on a turtle's shell.

In the center of this turtle shell, there was a tall mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.

At the same time, a clear sound rang out, and a giant bird with wings spanning about ten yards came flying through the air, speaking in a human voice, "This is the territory of Jade Void Mountain. Are you passing through or coming to pay your respects?"