Chapter 5: Junior Master, Spare My Life



He was in a deep sleep.

He discovered someone had broken into the Sword Tempering Valley and just as he flew out to drive them away, he was slapped to the ground by a big yellow dog. The pain was so severe that he couldn't utter a word.

When Fengshang recognized him, he was about to shout for help.

But before he could make a sound, it was bitten off into two pieces.

The murder sword is fine, the most terrifying thing is the murder sword heart.

That junior uncle said he was rusty...

He really wanted to let Qin Lang taste his sharpness and experience what a mid-grade spiritual weapon was!

I won't rust! Not to mention ten thousand years, I won't rust even if it's a hundred thousand years!

However, Qin Lang touched his sword blade without any damage, saying that it was not sharp...

If Wuque Sword had eyes, he would have burst into tears long ago.

And that dog, saying he was a broken sword.

The sword kills and pierces the heart. This is a naked sword that kills and pierces the heart!

"I am a mid-grade spiritual weapon..."

Wuquejian said while choking with sobs.

"clang!"

The cabbage leaves slapped on Wuquejian's body.

We didn't dare to speak, for fear that the owner would think we were monsters and scare him. How dare you speak?

"A mid-grade spiritual weapon is so great? If the master knows you can talk, I'll beat you to death!"

The leaves of the cabbage kept swaying, threatening the two perfect swords.

Wuquejian was dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Fairy vegetable?

"I'm sorry, brother Cai, I was wrong..."

Wuque Jianshen was trembling with fear.

"What the hell are you doing? Are you a masochist? Have you watched too much TikTok? You're still shaking!"

Dabaicai said swearingly.

Every time Qin Lang ate him, he only ate the top part, and then he would slowly grow out.

The cabbage had been eaten for ten years, and he remembered everything Qin Lang said during those ten years.

For example, words like DouM and Tik Tok.

Wuquejian lay quietly in the vegetable field, begging for mercy.

"Brother Cai, I was wrong."

Wu Changfeng's face was gloomy.

Junior-Master-Uncle has reached the legendary realm of Return to the Void at such a young age, but Elder Feng and the others actually failed to recognize his great talent!

Fortunately, Junior Master has a gentle temperament, otherwise I would probably be the only elder left in the Locking Immortal Sect.

"Elder Feng, you've gone too far!" he rebuked harshly.

Feng Shang reveals disdain.

Still want to defend that useless junior master?

"Elder Wu, there is no need to say more. We can all see clearly what realm our junior master is at." Feng Shang said disdainfully.

"Clear and clear?"

Wu Changfeng glared at Feng Shang.

"Let me ask you, how do you explain the previous Heavenly Dao bowing down?"

"To be able to make the Heavenly Dao bow down, there must be someone powerful coming out of seclusion from the other fifteen states."

There are a total of sixteen states in Qiankun Continent.

Yunzhou is at the bottom.

"How do you explain that Junior Master Uncle caught the rain of immortal spirit energy with his bare hands and swallowed it directly into his stomach?"

"The old sect master must have been afraid that he would die young, so he left a treasure in his body."

"But how do you explain that Junior Master helped me break through three realms in a row?"

"Elder Wu, you have been trapped in the sixth level of the Dan Palace for ten years. You have accumulated a lot of experience and have broken through the third level in one go. It's all due to luck."

"How do you explain the Sword Tempering Valley? Junior Master and his pet were unharmed, but I was injured by the sword energy!"

"As I said before, the old master left behind a treasure."

Wu Changfeng recounted everything that he had personally experienced.

But Feng Shang always found an excuse to refute and refused to believe that Junior Uncle had a high level of cultivation!

They always use the supreme treasure as an excuse. If the Suoxian Sect had the supreme treasure, it would not have fallen from a first-grade sect to a third-grade one.

He understood that there were some things that Fengshang would not believe unless he experienced them himself.

Take Wu Changfeng for example, didn’t he also have doubts about his junior master-uncle before?

“Is it difficult to admit that others are excellent?”

Wu Changfeng said helplessly.

"Nephews, wait a moment!"

Qin Lang chased after them.

Feng Shang sneered in his heart when he saw Qin Lang coming.

"Elder Wu, didn't you say that Junior Master is very powerful? Now that he's here, I'll let you see his true face!"

He looked at Qin Lang who was chasing him and said with disdain.

"Wind Sword!"

Feng Shang shouted softly.

He quickly formed a spell in his hand.

A three-foot green sword appeared from behind him.

"Elder Feng, you need to be more careful and prove it to Elder Wu. After all, although he is a mortal, he is also our junior uncle." The Tenth Elder Yu Yuanhao advised.

The Gale Sword is Feng Shang's natal flying sword, and it is very powerful.

Even for him, it would take some effort to block the attack from the Gale Sword.

"Don't worry, I know my limits."

Feng Shang nodded.

"amnesty!"

Following a low shout.

The Gale Sword was like a gust of wind, wrapped in green light, and stabbed straight towards Qin Lang.

"Elder Wu, didn't you speak for our junior uncle earlier? Why didn't you stop Elder Feng?" Law enforcement elder Qian Jue approached Wu Changfeng and asked.

"Just watch." Wu Changfeng said lightly.

The Gale Sword is very fast.

In just a moment, he arrived in front of Qin Lang.

"What's this?"

Qin Lang frowned and grabbed it with curiosity.

The Gale Sword was caught in Qin Lang's hand.

sword?

Could that thing flying over be a flying sword?

With curiosity, Qin Lang played with the Gale Sword in his hand.

Feng Shang saw this scene and was shocked.

This is his natal flying sword, a top-grade magical weapon, and it is extremely sharp!

An ordinary Dan Palace sixth-level cultivator would have his throat pierced by this blow if they weren’t paying attention.

Why can the seemingly ordinary junior master catch his flying sword with his bare hands?

Could it be the treasure left behind by the old sect master?

Definitely!

The old patriarch is so biased!

Instead of leaving the treasure to the Locking Immortal Sect, he gave it to his junior uncle who is like a waste!

Feng Shang felt it was not worth it for Suoxianmen.

Under the astonished gaze of the elders.

Qin Lang held one end of the Gale Sword in each hand.

Then broke it off.

With a "click" sound.

Gale Sword, broken.

His natal flying sword was destroyed and Feng Shang was seriously injured.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He looked at Qin Lang with disbelief.

Before the old sect leader passed away, he was only at the third level of the extraordinary realm.

It is possible to destroy a top-grade magical weapon.

But it can't be taken lightly.

If there really was a treasure that could do this, the old sect leader would not have been seriously injured and passed away.

At this moment, he no longer doubted Wu Changfeng's words.

Junior Master, you are really strong...

Ridiculously strong.

Qin Lang was completely unaware of all this.

He looked at the Gale Sword that he had broken into two halves, feeling a little lost.

I thought it was a treasure, but I didn't expect it to be so fragile. It broke into two pieces with just a slight bend.

I guess the same goes for the flawless sword.

Otherwise, how could Wangcai break it with just one bite?

It must have been a prank played by some young outer disciple.

"boring."

Qin Lang casually threw the broken Gale Sword on the ground and walked towards Wu Changfeng.

The corner of Wu Changfeng's mouth twitched.

It seems that I have overestimated Junior Master's temper...

After all, Junior Master is only eighteen years old.

Being young and full of vigor, how could he possibly tolerate such words from Fengshang?

"Elder Feng, I advise you to kneel down and admit your mistake. Junior Master is here to punish you!"

Wu Changfeng looked at Feng Shang with pity.

Feng Shang was shocked. He remembered what he had said before and used his flying sword to test his junior uncle.

My body couldn't help but tremble.

He did not dare to hesitate and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Please spare my life, Junior Master Uncle. Feng Shang has no intention of offending Junior Master Uncle!"


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