Chapter 60: Fourth Order, Martial Extermination Realm

“You despicable bastard!...”

When her voice rang through the skies, Ji Wenlong nearly tripped over himself.

“Heh, old hag, you’re really something else for thinking up something like this.”

“Hurry up and run! If she alerted the other races…”

“Heh, now, there’s no need for her to put up an act. She can use the excuse to avoid the battle entirely. Haha! Deputy Patriarch Ji, you’ll have to take all the credit for this.”

“Xia’er gained huge credit this time… Shang Bing, how do you think your Contribution Division will grade his contribution this time?”

Shang Xia was completely stunned by the conversation going on around him.

He had to give it to the ancestor of the Wind Swallow Race. She actually came up with such a method.

“Ji Wenlong, how dare you barge into the Four Spiritual Peak?!” A roar came from behind them, scaring Shang Xia shitless.

Ji Wenlong tossed Shang Xia over to Shang Ke and yelled, “Alright, since we’re acting, we’ll go all the way. I’ll go play with Lang Xiaoyun for a bit. Take the chance to escape.”

Shang Ke and Shang Bing grabbed Shang Xia’s arms and dragged him away.

Shang Xia barely managed to turn his head when he saw four different colored lights emerging from Ji Wenlong’s body.

As he stepped into the air, he got ready for battle!

That was what an expert at the Fourth Order of the Primary Realm, a Martial Extermination Realm cultivator, could do!

At his level, he could tread on air and soar through the clouds!

A horrifying jade green hurricane arrived abruptly, and it shattered the clouds above.

“You’re right on time!” Ji Wenlong roared. A large blade that was five feet long appeared in his hand and he slashed ruthlessly at the black cloud above.

A massive blast rocked the world and all sound seemed to be lost.

Shang Xia noticed the giant jade green hurricane in the air trying to tear through Ji Wenlong’s four colored qi before being forced back into a tiny corner.

As the rumbling subsided, shockwaves tore through the lands.

When it smashed into one of the large mountains in the distance, the entire area turned into a flat wasteland.

“AH!” A cry of pain rang through the air.

“Lang Xiaoyun, do you really think you’re capable of taking me on by yourself?!” Ji Wenlong sneered.

“What if I join in?” Another voice appeared and a long spear cut through the air.

Two streams of light surrounded the tip of the spear as it joined with the jade green hurricane before finally gaining enough power to resist Ji Wenlong’s attack.

The concealment talisman wore off that instant, but Shang Ke and Shang Bing managed to bring Shang Xia dozens of miles away from the battle by then.

As he looked at the battle raging on behind him, Shang Xia started to worry. “Will Senior Ji be fine?”

Shang Bing shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and Yun Yishu appeared out of nowhere. “Relax. Uncle Ji has already reached the peak of the Martial Extermination Realm. He shouldn’t run into a problem if it’s just the two of them. Well, unless another one arrives.”

“Let’s go! Let’s not waste the chance he bought us.” Shang Xia circulated his inner qi. In this situation of life and death, his understanding of the Irregular Steps increased once again.

The four of them ran away as quickly as possible as the battle raging behind experienced another change.

“Heh! He’s injured!” The second person who arrived to the battle laughed.

As soon as he spoke, he increased the amount of energy he used and found a way to counter attack.

Ji Wenlong who was holding the firm advantage started to show signs of weakness as he started to retreat.

“Heh, if not for that old hag going all out at the last moment, you two clowns won’t be able to hold me down! Hehe!”

Ji Wenlong grunted in apparent pain.

Shang Xia and the others looked at each other in confusion. When the hell did he suffer injuries?!

“Fuck! That old freak learned how to mess with the enemy!” Shang Xia looked at the old experts around him and gasped.

“Hey, you have to admit… He’s pretty good at acting…” Shang Bing sneered.

“The old woman shouldn’t expose him, right?” Shang Xia asked.

Yun Yishu chuckled at the side, “All of them are old monsters who lived for countless years. Uncle Ji screamed so loudly… The old hag will probably play along.”

“Alright, alright, time to go. He’s planning to retreat.” Shang Bing waved and called for the others to hurry up.

Since Ji Wenlong was just planning to mess with them, he would retreat shortly. After all, he was supposed to be ‘injured’.

“Wait!” Shang Xia muttered. Even so, his tone was firm.

Turning to look at him in confusion, they saw him looking up at the skies above.

“Chirp, chirp!” A lone Mutated Rain Swallow was hovering above them as it cried out incessantly. That was the first time they had noticed the bird.

“There’s someone up ahead and they’re closing in on us. We might run into them…” After Shang Xia tamed Yan Ni’er, he somewhat managed to understand what the birds were saying.

“This is really close to the Four Spiritual Peak… Those ahead shouldn’t be from our Tongyou Peak…”

Shang Xia lowered his head slowly and noticed the weird looks he was getting from the other three. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, Shang Xia couldn’t help but try to dissolve the awkward situation. “Should we… Should we head in another direction?”

Yun Yishu gasped with a complicated expression, “Kid, are you actually able to use the Mutated Rain Swallow to observe your surroundings?”

…

In the valley where Ji Wenlong and the others met the ancestor of the Wind Swallow Race…

Her grip on her staff was firm, but her body trembled slightly. “Ran Biluo, why did you come here instead of hunting down the old freak?”

The ancestor of the Wind Swallow Race revealed a hostile expression when she looked at the middle aged beauty before her.

Ran Biluo chuckled lightly in response, “Elder Su'er is reading too much into it. I’m concerned about you and came over to see if I can help. The two of them should be more than enough to stop him. He won’t be in the mood to stay and fight anyway… There’s no need for me to join in the battle.”

Yan Su'er, the ancestor of the Wind Swallow Race, didn’t let down her guard after hearing what Ran Biluo said. Instead, a sneer slowly left her lips. “Stop pretending. You can’t wait for me to die… You came all the way here the moment he ran to see if you could finish me off.”

All of a sudden, a cry from outside alarmed them. “Ha! He’s injured!”

“Sister Su'er, you actually managed to injure the old freak?!” A light flashed in Ran Biluo’s eyes and she became a little warier of the ancestor of the Wind Swallow Race. “Since you don’t welcome me here, I’ll take my leave!”

The pretty middle aged lady spun around and turned into a streak of pink light that flew through the air. She disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving behind the scent of her perfume.

After seeing her leave, Yan Su'er straightened her back and her body stopped trembling entirely. The haggard and sorry look she had previously had disappeared.

Tapping the ground lightly with her staff, the scent that filled the valley dissipated instantly. At the same time, Yan Ming was awakened by the soft rumbling in the ground.

“Grandma, you…” Yan Ming quickly recalled everything that happened and she looked at Yan Su’er in confusion.

A trace of worry flashed in the old ancestor’s eyes and she sighed, “Ming’er, do you think our Wind Swallow Race will be broken into smaller powers after my death?”

Yan Ming ran over to support the old lady and she cried, “Grandma, you won’t die! You’ll live till the end of time and our Wind Swallow Race will never be divided! We’ll only grow stronger!”

“Haha…” Yan Su’er laughed lightly before revealing a grave expression, “Ming’er, keep this in mind. Never allow our Wind Swallow Race to fall! Never! Everything I do is for the sake of our race!”

Yan Ming hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Ming’er understands grandma’s intentions!”

“Alright, bring me back to the Spiritual Swallow Peak. Don’t forget… I’m seriously injured by the old man.”

With Yan Ming’s help, Yan Su’er left the valley slowly.

“Oh! Grandma, my knives! We forgot to take them back from that brat!” Yan Ming cried out all of a sudden.

“Forget it… We’re asking him for a lot right now. An entire flock of Mutated Rain Swallows… He holds the fate of our race in his hands.” Yan Su’er sighed helplessly.

…

Not too long after Shang Xia and the others returned, Ji Wenlong arrived.

However, his expression was really grim.

“How is it?” Shang Ke asked.

“Lang Xiaoyun and She Zhiqing made their move. Ran Biluo was hiding in the shadows, trying to find an opportunity to sneak attack me. Other than Yan Su’er, there should be a fifth cultivator at the Fourth Order Primary Realm hiding on the Four Spiritual Peak.” Ji Wenlong muttered.

“Looks like the Four Spiritual Peak is determined to go all out!” Shang Bing sighed. He stared into the distance and he turned a lot more serious.

Yun Yishu turned to Shang Xia and said hurriedly, “Why don’t we let the kid go look for Uncle Liu? He can use the flock of birds to cover a greater area. He might even be able to discover the place they’re looking for! Once Uncle Liu returns, we’ll be in a much better situation to take on the Four Spiritual Peak!”

Before anyone else could say a word, Shang Xia disagreed. “It’s going to be a bloodbath and we’re going to battle to our deaths… There is no need to think of ways to send me away. I’m more than ready to join the upcoming battle.”