Chapter 902: Counterattack

The Qingzhou Sword Sect isn't his legacy!?

Everyone couldn't help but speculate more about Fang Chen, and their reverence for him grew.

Fang Chen glanced at the remaining cultivators of the Qingzhou Sword Sect. Talent aside, at least based on their temperaments alone, they had great potential.

Once Ye Wenxiu stood up, Liu Mu immediately handed over the Foundation Building Pill to him.

Ye Wenxiu shook his head and said, "Junior brother, I am older than you. You should take this Foundation Establishment Pill."

However, Liu Mu stepped back behind Fang Chen, his resolve clear in his eyes.

"He retrieved the Foundation Building Pill for you, so don't refuse it," Fang Chen said with a light smile. "Just remember to reciprocate in the future; that's how relationships work."

Ye Wenxiu looked at the pill in his hand and then at the lingering injuries on Liu Mu. Realizing how hard the journey had to have been for Liu Mu, Ye Wenxiu's eyes welled up with tears.

Fortunately, with Fang Chen's return, all their troubles would be resolved, even without the Foundation Building Pill!

Fang Chen turned to the old man, faintly smiling. "By the way, could you repeat the purpose of your visit today? I didn't quite catch it earlier."

The old man once again prostrated himself on the ground and said in a low voice, "Elder Fang, I was only following the young prince's orders to retrieve the Foundation Building Pill. It was not my intention...."

Ye Wenxiu's eyes flashed with anger as he stared at the elder, whom he now recognized as one of the young prince's attendants. "The young prince? He still won't let our Qingzhou Sword Sect go? Over the years, he has schemed against us both openly and secretly!"

Fang Chen nodded slightly. "I understand your purpose now."

𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

After a pause, he looked towards Feng Feiyang. "And you?"

Feng Feiyang stammered, "Elder... I was once a disciple of the Qingzhou Sword Sect, your junior. I merely strayed. What I said earlier might have sounded cold-hearted, but those words don't reflect my true intentions...."

If Fang Feiyang had known that Fang Chen had not died during his travels outside, would he have dared to leave the Qingzhou Sword Sect?

Naturally, not.

However, it was too late to regret anything; Fang Feiyang only hoped to save his life. Having recently advanced to the Foundation Building Realm, he had a promising future ahead of him. If he died here, it would all be for naught.

As Feng Feiyang spoke, Liu Mu was also using sign language to communicate with Ye Wenxiu.

Ye Wenxiu's expression grew increasingly shocked and angry. He looked at Feng Feiyang and roared, "Feng Feiyang, you came here intending to destroy the Qingzhou Sword Sect and kill these brothers who once lived and ate with you!?

"Have you forgotten who saved you back when those village children were bullying you and took you up the mountain? It was me and Brother Liu Mu!

"You had the most spirit stones and consumed the best elixirs during your cultivation! Even if that isn't enough to earn your gratitude, what about that time you fell off a cliff and Liu Mu saved you, leaving him bedridden for a whole month! Have you forgotten that too?"

Feng Feiyang's brows wrinkled in conflict. In the end, he laughed bitterly. "Nothing I say can help me escape death, can it?"

Ye Wenxiu was momentarily at a loss for words.

Liu Mu and others looked at him coldly, saying nothing.

"Enough." Feng Feiyang laughed, looking at Ye Wenxiu. "Brother Ye, you say you were good to me, but did you really treat me as a brother? No, you never did. You only considered this mute, Liu Mu, your brother, right? No matter how hard I tried, I could never compare to him in your heart."

"You two are not the same," Ye Wenxiu retorted coldly.

Feng Feiyang laughed. "Yes, why aren't we the same? It's all because of your bias! I ask you, if I were also at the twelfth stage of the Qi Refining Realm like you, and Liu Mu found a Foundation Establishment Pill, who would he give it to? He would give it to you! He definitely wouldn't give it to me, even if my talent is better than yours! What kind of brotherhood is that?

"I understood this very early, which is why I left the Qingzhou Sword Sect. Since you never really treated me as a brother, why did you bring me up the mountain in the first place? Why?"

Unbeknownst to him, tears streaked Feng Feiyang's face, but he was still laughing.

The man who had crawled out of the field pointed at Feng Feiyang's nose and cursed. "Feng Feiyang, if you're sick, you'd better cure it early. Does the Qingzhou Sword Sect have to revolve around you alone for me to consider you my brother? Everyone in the sect saw how good the patriarch and Brother Liu Mu treated you.

"Didn't they treat you good enough? Yet you're still dissatisfied. You have the ambition of a wolf; no matter what, you can always find an excuse because nothing can fill your heart; it's full of nothing but greed!

"Other brothers and Elders left the Qingzhou Sword Sect due to pressure, and even though we felt somewhat to blame, we didn't treat them as enemies. Unlike you, who received the most from the Qingzhou Sword Sect, yet treated it the worst after leaving. You're just a scoundrel!"

Fang Chen sighed softly. "The human heart is unpredictable. Sometimes, it's just like this. Otherwise, why would cultivating immortality begin with cultivating the heart?"

He looked towards Liu Mu and Ye Wenxiu. "Who among you will put an end to this?"

"Why do you want to end me, Elder Fang?! Do I not deserve to live?" Feng Feiyang slowly backed away, staring intently at Fang Chen. "I have a better talent than Ye Wenxiu and that cripple Liu Mu! Why do you value them over me?!"

"Cripple?" replied Fang Chen, opening his eyes.

His pale irises, devoid of light and lifeless as a still lake, came into view.

Feng Feiyang froze on the spot, disbelief flashing in his eyes.

He had always thought Fang Chen kept his eyes closed because he was practicing some technique. It never crossed his mind that he could be blind.

"I, too, am disabled," said Fang Chen, smiling. "Physical disabilities don't matter; it is a disabled heart that is truly incurable."

As his words fell, a streak of sword light flashed.

Feng Feiyang stared at Liu Mu, yelling, "You're just at the Qi Refining Realm, how can you kill me!"

Then, a thin line of blood appeared across his neck.

Feng Feiyang couldn't believe it; when he had tried to act, he found he couldn't mobilize his spiritual energy or even move a step!

"Feng Feiyang, farewell. We won't see you off," Ye Wenxiu said after a long silence.

Thud.

A head rolled a few feet away, stopping right next to the elder's feet.

The elder froze in place, too frightened to make a sound.

Fang Chen turned to the old man. "Earlier, you said that the royal family of the Flame Empire plans to plunder the sects before they leave?"

The elder nodded repeatedly. "Indeed, they said these sects have prospered because of them, so they need these sects to repay!"

"Has anyone been sent to the Concealed Moon Hermitage?"

"It seems that... someone had indeed been sent there as well!"