Chapter 306 - 306 295 Does Killing a Sect's Foundation Building Require a Reason_1

306: Chapter 295: Does Killing a Sect’s Foundation Building Require a Reason?_1 306: Chapter 295: Does Killing a Sect’s Foundation Building Require a Reason?_1 “Ah?”

Han Lin was stunned for a moment.

“Here you go.”

Jiang Ding tossed a token that had been made by Sect when Liu SanQi was there.

It served as a symbol of disciple status for Jinlingshan Mountain’s disciples, and also granted access to places like the Book Pavilion.

Han Lin left with a small shock.

“Next, the Mercury Silver Magical Gold.”

“It belongs to me, only I can unleash its true potential, not to craft it into some messy Du Fan…”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

Whoosh!

An Azure Flying Sword shattered the Mountain Peak Array and flew off into the distance.

…

After the Sect Main Hall’s foundation-building discussion concluded, streaks of Escape Light from the foundation builders scattered in all directions.

“Brother Zhou Lingwu,”

A cultivator at the early stage of foundation building from the Zhou family felt uneasy and transmitted his voice in a low whisper, “It’s one thing to discuss Uncle Kunlong in the Sect Main Hall, just words, but the direct seizure of Uncle Kunlong’s Poisonous Liquid Silver Mine…

If he establishes his foundation, I’m afraid…”

Fear flashed momentarily across the faces of several Zhou family-friendly foundation-building cultivators nearby.

In the jade slips of disciple records, a Qi Practicing Phase Xiantian Sword Body slaughters his peers as if they were mere dogs.

If he reaches foundation building,

They couldn’t imagine how terrifying the situation could be.

“What do you mean ‘his’ Poisonous Liquid Silver Mine?”

Zhou Lingwu revealed displeasure and scoffed, “The Lanshan Spirit Mine has been mined by the Sect for hundreds of years; when did it become privately owned?

If that’s the case, I might as well discover a Spirit Iron Mine tomorrow”

“Yes, but still…”

The surrounding foundation-building cultivators remained silent.

In the Cultivation World, there is no such thing as reason or unreason—strength is always respected, with the weak daring to take from the strong being against reason.”

“What do you mean, ‘but still’?!”

Zhou Lingwu snapped impatiently, “He’s been cowering like a turtle on Jinlingshan Mountain for so long; he must be hopeless at foundation building.

What use is it to dominate the Qi Practicing Phase?

Stop acting like such cowards.”

“Furthermore, even if he does reach foundation building, so what?

Is this something I could use for myself?

Could I ever afford the Third Order Poisonous Liquid Silver Mine?”

He said with a cold laugh.

“Could it be, Brother Zhou, you’ve offered it to…”

Three foundation-builders felt a sense of relief wash over them, taking a deep breath.

It was fine as long as they weren’t the only ones responsible for the matter.

“You don’t need to think of me like that.

While the Poisonous Silver Mine is valuable, I didn’t set my heart on it,”

Zhou Lingwu shook his head and his eyes revealed a killing intent, “The Nine Apertures Golden Fruit must belong to our Zhou family, must belong to Uncle Kunlong.

No one can take it, no one can!”

“It’ll be even better if he fights over it.”

“If he truly doesn’t know whether he’s dead or alive, and tries to snatch the Third Order Spirit Mine from Patriarch Jin Dan’s hands, this is exactly what the elders and I in the family hope to see…”

His words were chillingly cold.

“My brother, we underestimated you,”

The foundation-building cultivators nearby straightened up, their faces showing remorse.

Clang!

Suddenly, a sword cried out.

All the foundation-building cultivators who had just come out of the Sect Main Hall’s discussion changed expressions radically.

Their Escape Lights stopped and they looked up at the sky, an instinctual fear arising in their hearts.

Whoosh!

An Azure Flying Sword arrived from the void, a faint Sword Intent of Destruction spreading in all directions, overseeing all the foundation-building cultivators from the clouds above.

“Paying my respects…

to Uncle Kunlong!”

Lei Linghe, the foundation-building peak sect leader, showed a bitter expression, sensing what was coming, and bowed in reverence.

“Foundation building?”

“Foundation building!”

The many Qiyu Sect foundation-building cultivators realized something, feeling a mixture of surprise, fear, unease, and resentment—all different reactions—but nevertheless, they all bowed respectfully toward the sky.

“Paying my respects, Uncle Kunlong!”

A wave of foundation-building cultivators bowed, chanting their obeisance in unison.

The Azure Flying Sword unfolded its Sword Intent, searching for a moment, targeted Zhou Lingwu and the other three, and transformed into a streak of Azure Sword-light descending swiftly.

The other Foundation-building Cultivators let out a sigh of relief, awakening from the rigid fear imposed by the Sword Intent.

Then they saw the Flying Sword fall with a murderous intent, swift and decisive, without any superfluous words.

“Uncle Master, no!”

Sect Leader Lei Linghe’s face changed color.

“I am a Foundation-building Cultivator of the Sect; how dare you kill me?!”

Zhou Lingwu roared.

Fear filled his heart; his Mana and Divine Sense exploded in full force.

A high-grade Flame Shield Magic Tool unfolded before him, its flames rising, and its gold light dazzling, expanding to a height of several meters, shielding him securely.

Yet the fear in his heart showed no signs of diminishing.

“Patriarch Zhou!”

“I am Patriarch Zhou, your Second Brother’s kin!

You can’t kill me!”

Zhou Lingwu shouted tremulously.

The Azure Flying Sword paused for a moment, as if in thought, before separating from the light of the sword.

“The Poisonous Liquid Silver Mine belongs to the Sect!

It wasn’t stolen by me!”

Zhou Lingwu, recovering from the suffocating fear, growled, “You have no reason to kill me; otherwise, you will sever your own ties with the Sect, and the two Elders won’t let you off.”

“If I die, you will undoubtedly die too!”

“You want a reason?”

“As it happens, there is one.”

The Azure Flying Sword vibrated the air, producing a voice, and then transmitted to Sect Leader Lei Linghe an image gleaned from the Divine Soul of a slain peak Foundation-building Cultivator from Xuetu Hall.

“Yu Ying, the old man, died and had his soul searched?!”

Lei Linghe’s face changed, shock and fear apparent.

This was a renowned peak Foundation-building Cultivator of the Xuetu Hall, stronger than himself, responsible for the lives of more than a dozen Qiyu Sect Foundation-building Cultivators and the controller of many of Xuetu Hall’s covert agents.

“…an espionage agent…despite Zhou Lingwu’s heinous crimes.”

Lei Linghe was not surprised by this, merely said with difficulty, “Uncle Master, please wait for the Elders to emerge from their retreat to decide and deal with him…”

“There’s no need.”

“Since there’s a reason, that’s enough.”

Shoo!

The Azure Flying Sword no longer paused, turning into a streak of sword-light, falling towards Zhou Lingwu’s head, ignoring the Flame Shield as if it was nothing, piercing straight through it without the slightest hindrance.

“No!”

Zhou Lingwu was terrified, madly burning his Essence Blood to escape toward the main peak of Huomai.

Shoo!

An Azure Flying Sword passed through his skull, leaving a big hole in his forehead, his body stiffened, and he fell to the ground powerlessly, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

The surrounding Qiyu Sect Foundation-building Cultivators felt a chill in their hearts.

A Foundation-building Cultivator like them, who was also addressed as Uncle Master and Predecessor outside, lay dead before them like a dead dog, unable to even put up much of a resistance.

“Lei Linghe.”

The humming of the Azure Flying Sword vibrated through the air, its voice coming forth, indifferently stating, “As the Sect Leader, you allowed a spy to infiltrate the higher ranks of the Sect.

Are you aware of your crime?”

“This disciple admits his guilt!”

Lei Linghe’s body trembled, not daring to offer even a slight rebuttal.

He did not have the confidence to escape from the Flying Sword that had slain the Yuren from the Xuetu Hall.

“Then, there should still be accomplices among the dark agents; should you not investigate thoroughly?”

The Azure Flying Sword’s Divine Sense swept past, clearly landing on three other Foundation-building Cultivators involved in the theft of the Poisonous Liquid Silver Mine, causing them to reveal fearful expressions as their blood and Divine Souls nearly solidified.

“Uncle Master, this…”

Lei Linghe showed difficulty.

As far as he knew, this matter involved Patriarch Zhou; as a mere Sect Leader, how could he dare to provoke a tiger?

“This disciple will do his utmost to investigate.”

He said, bracing himself.

“Good, do it quickly; do not let the Sect be endangered by covert agents.”

“Otherwise, I will personally take action to slay all those from Xuetu Hall who intend to infiltrate our Sect.”

With a flick of its tail, the Azure sword-light tore through the sky and disappeared from everyone’s view.

Many Qiyu Sect Foundation-building Cultivators let out a sigh of relief.

They stood up and looked at each other in dismay.