Chapter 829: Where Is Your Young Master Xu? I Have Something to Tell Him

Seven greedy gazes were cast in his direction.

Xiao Wanfeng turned the corner and didn't find love; instead, he was so frightened that his face turned green.

"This..."

Beside the spiritual light in front of him, a group of seven people had formed a tight alliance. Facing this novice like him, a lamb just out of the gate, their eyes began to gleam with a greedy green light.

"Someone's finally arrived," one of them laughed.

"What cultivation level is he? I can't even see through it..." another said, puzzled.

"This guy looks familiar. Isn't he Xiao Wanfeng, the one who serves tea at Tian Shang First Tower? Is he acting alone?"

"Oh, right, it's random teleportation. He's basically walked right into our hands."

"Ha ha ha, you had a path to heaven but didn't take it—what a pity!"

Among the seven, some were clearly from Dong Tian Wang City and recognized Xiao Wanfeng's identity.

After all, Xu Shao was too high-profile.

And Xiao Wanfeng, who always followed Xu Shao and had coincidentally won the Tian Luo Zhan championship, was quite a "ridiculous" figure in the scene.

In the group, there were people from the Five Domains who didn't know Xiao Wanfeng's background. At first, since they couldn't sense his cultivation, their expressions were serious.

But after their companions explained, they all relaxed instantly.

"A mortal?"

"The one who unleashed innate sword intent during the Tian Luo Zhan, but has no cultivation at all and can't even fight? Just a useless attendant like a decoration?"

"This kind of trash, how did he even get into the Yun Lun Mountains? What a waste of a trial spot!"

In the seven-person group, the one subtly leading them was the youth Tong Zhong, who had initiated the alliance. He was from the Southern Domain and didn't know Xiao Wanfeng at first, but after his companions' introduction, he understood the situation.

"Little guy, come here and show me your trial jade pendant," Tong Zhong said with a mocking smile as he beckoned him forward.

Xiao Wanfeng's feet froze, and he stammered, "I... I don't have any points..."

"Come here!" Tong Zhong glared angrily, releasing the pressure of a half-step zongshi, and the air around them faintly grew hotter.

He had already touched the threshold of the zongshi Tian Xiang realm but hadn't broken through yet, all for the sake of the Wang City trial.

Among his innate peers, he rarely had rivals.

As for this tea server in front of him, who had no cultivation whatsoever and only possessed a single unusable innate sword intent, what did Tong Zhong have to fear?

Xiao Wanfeng wasn't intimidated by the aura; at least, his heart remained undisturbed.

He had experienced far greater pressures before, and this guy was nothing compared to Xu Shao, so he wasn't about to lose his composure.

But even if he stayed calm inside, on the surface, he had to act timid and speak hesitantly.

"I really don't have any points, big brothers. You all know I'm just a mortal. I only followed Xu Shao in here to muddle through, and now with the random teleportation separating us, I don't even dare to move. How could I possibly have any points?" Playing dumb was Xiao Wanfeng's specialty.

"Come here!" Tong Zhong shouted, about to make a move.

Xiao Wanfeng quickly lifted his feet and walked over shakily, handing over the jade pendant as he said politely, "Big brothers, take a look. If you really want points, you don't have to go after me, but if you want to crush my jade pendant and send me out, I... I won't say a word against it!"

His attitude was sincere, and he soon handed the trial jade pendant to Tong Zhong.

Tong Zhong took it and checked; it indeed showed zero points, which made his face darken.

He had thought he'd caught a little lamb for an easy start, but this lamb was so small it wouldn't even fill the gaps between his teeth!

"What do we do?" Tong Zhong turned to his companions.

"Crush it. What's the point of keeping this guy around?" someone shrugged indifferently.

But someone from Wang City offered a different opinion: "You all might not know, but the Xu Shao he follows is a half-saint's disciple."

This surprised several in the group.

A half-saint's disciple?

That was an identity not to be taken lightly.

Tong Zhong hesitated for a moment, but quickly made a decision, smirking sinisterly: "Fellows, aren't we here for opportunities?"

"If we've entered this trial space and still have to worry about a half-saint's disciple, tiptoeing around in fights between peers, how can we ever ride the winds and break through waves, cut through thorns in the future?" He countered, leaving everyone speechless.

He was right.

In the trial space, identities and statuses meant nothing.

It was all about peer competition; they couldn't drag in the big shots from half-saint forces.

Those old monsters wouldn't stoop to intervene in a trial squabble among juniors.

Besides, the one they were targeting wasn't the half-saint's disciple Xu Shao himself, but just an insignificant attendant behind him—Xiao Wanfeng.

"How about it?" Tong Zhong asked again.

"Kill him!"

"That's right, as cultivators, why should we hesitate? We should be like the Eighth Sword Immortal, looking down on the world!"

"Get rid of him. This trash would just pick up points in the Yun Lun Mountains anyway. Better we send him out now and save him the humiliation."

"Agreed."

"Approved."

"+1!"

The seven quickly reached a consensus.

Xiao Wanfeng couldn't laugh anymore.

He hadn't expected the trial participants to be so ruthless—they didn't even care about Xu Shao's identity. Just because he had no points to offer, they were going to send him packing?

"This jade pendant..." Tong Zhong raised Xiao Wanfeng's trial jade pendant high, grinning maliciously, "Let's destroy it... ah!"

Mid-sentence, the void exploded with sword intent everywhere.

Before Tong Zhong could ignite the flames in his hand, a thick white sword energy pierced him from below, running straight through his body.

And the trial jade pendant was flung high into the air.

"Sword intent?"

The other six in the group tensed up.

This sudden sword intent had reached the zongshi level?

"Xiao Wanfeng, are you from Jian Zong?"

Everyone looked in surprise at Xiao Wanfeng, who was holding a wooden sword, only to see him looking completely baffled, as if wondering what had just happened.

"It's not his..." someone exclaimed, turning to point at the distance. "Look!"

Everyone turned in unison.

On a distant rock, a girl in white combat attire was striding over. She carried a massive snow-white greatsword, her face full of cold intent.

The girl was very young, even shorter than Xiao Wanfeng, and seemed younger than him too.

At such a young age, with zongshi-level sword intent?

The seven were all terrified.

Even the Tai Xu World Family would struggle to nurture such an exceptional sword genius, right?

Among ancient sword cultivators, someone who reached zongshi sword intent at this age would be a rare talent.

"Who are you!" Tong Zhong, enduring the intense pain, twisted his head with sheer willpower amid the sword energy and shouted.

The girl in white shook her snow-white greatsword.

Whoosh!

Blood sprayed into the air.

An arm flew off.

"Ah!!!"

Tong Zhong let out a piercing scream—that was his arm.

This ruthless act of severing an arm without a word shocked everyone present, including Xiao Wanfeng.

This delicate-looking girl was essentially a killing demon?

"Let him go!"

Finally, someone in the seven-person group couldn't take the pressure.

They were all smart; they knew if Tong Zhong died, they'd be next. So one stepped forward, and the others quickly followed, positioning themselves in front of Tong Zhong.

"Don't push us. Even if you're from Jian Zong, we could all break through to zongshi Tian Xiang realm right here. With seven innate peaks breaking through together, we might not lose to—"

"Monument Heavy!" The girl in white didn't wait; she slammed her snow-white greatsword down heavily.

From the sky, a black light beam crashed down, interrupting the speaker and slamming him into the ground.

Thud...

The speaker vanished into the pit, but blood flowers bloomed from within.

The remaining five in the seven-person group finally realized things were going south.

This was a tough opponent!

She was here to take on all seven, and she had the strength to do it!

"Sorry, miss, I'm not really close to Tong Zhong. This team was just formed."

Someone immediately backed away several steps.

The others caught on.

"Yeah! The team was just formed, and now it's disbanded. If you have a grudge with Tong Zhong, go after him. We're just acquaintances."

"We met by chance—farewell!"

Another chose to float away directly.

"You..." Tong Zhong, pinned by the sword energy, was so angry he nearly coughed up blood, his head spinning.

"Thinking of leaving?" The girl in white said coldly.

The remaining five froze in their tracks, stuck in place behind them.

"Heh, what are you talking about?"

"We're just stepping back a bit; we're not leaving. We'll watch you settle this and act as witnesses."

"Yes, the cloud pearl is yours. We're not competing for it anymore. I'm out."

"Me too!"

"And me..."

Everyone raised their hands in surrender.

Are you kidding? A cold-blooded Jian Zong like her—if the seven broke through, who knows if they'd win. But if they became zongshi and still didn't make it to the top thirty-six on the points list, or got targeted later in the trial, they'd be out early.

Then, the Sheng Gong trial would be out of reach.

Their earlier talk of breaking through was just a bluff.

In an instant, the seven-person group was dismantled by this sudden Jian Zong in white.

Xiao Wanfeng watched from the side, dumbfounded, not even noticing his trial jade pendant had fallen.

He didn't dare move.

He was just waiting for this cold-blooded Jian Zong to decide his fate.

To his surprise, after stopping everyone, the girl in white approached Xiao Wanfeng, suddenly smiled, and asked softly, "Are you... one of Xu Shao's people?"

"Do we know each other?" Xiao Wanfeng was stunned, vaguely feeling that this girl, who was half a head shorter than him, looked familiar.

"I'm Su Qianqian." Su Qianqian smiled slightly. "I saw you at the Ling Que Trade Fair. I'm a friend of Zhou Tian Can."

Zhou Tian Can?

Xiao Wanfeng knew that name.

That guy had made a fuss at the Ling Que Trade Fair and acted as a mediator during the argument between Xu Shao and Hua Cong girl. Xiao Wanfeng remembered him.

He thought back and recalled that this "Su Qianqian" had indeed followed Zhou Tian Can and Hua Cong to Xu Shao's booth that day.

But she hadn't said a word and had been very quiet.

Who would have thought she was an ancient sword cultivator from Jian Zong?

And younger than him, yet able to use her sword without restrictions!

A genius!

She hid it well!

Xiao Wanfeng blinked, sensing he was safe.

At that moment, Su Qianqian bent down to pick up his trial jade pendant and handed it back with a smile: "You might not remember me, but I know you. I heard you reached innate sword intent during the Tian Luo Zhan, but some say it was zongshi sword intent?"

"I remember you." Xiao Wanfeng quickly added.

Su Qianqian smiled warmly.

This was Xiao Shuo's friend, so to her, he was a friend too.

And clearly, this seven-person group had been bullying her friend, who couldn't use his sword.

Seeing injustice on the road, draw your sword to help—that's what Xiao Shuo had taught her, and Su Qianqian hadn't forgotten.

"So, are you from Jian Zong?" Su Qianqian asked.

"I..." Xiao Wanfeng hesitated for a while, thinking of what Xu Shao and Si Ren had said, and uncertainly replied, "Maybe, probably, yes?"

Hiss!

The surrounding onlookers were shocked.

Even the youth who had just crawled out of the pit with his leg broken nearly stumbled, barely catching himself from falling back in.

Another Jian Zong?

Damn it, while others start by picking up cloud pearls, we start by running into two young Jian Zong?

Su Qianqian sized up Xiao Wanfeng, seeming to glimpse the essence of his sword techniques, but she didn't pry further.

She turned around, scanning the seven-person group with a cold expression once more.

"I'll count to three. If you haven't handed over your trial jade pendants by then, I'll give each of you a sword."

"Remember, the Yun Jing world teleports your real bodies in. Even if you die here, the trial jade pendant will protect you and send you out."

"But if your spirit can't withstand the death blow, then even if you leave, you'll be as good as dead. Understand?"

Everyone's faces darkened at her words.

Of course they knew.

A sword like hers could kill their spirits even if it didn't destroy their bodies.

"You're going too far!" Tong Zhong roared from within the sword energy.

Su Qianqian's eyes shifted, and with a flick of her sword, she created a sword flower.

Whoosh!

Another arm flew off.

"Ah!!!"

Tong Zhong screamed in agony.

"Demon."

"This is a demon."

Everyone was terrified. This girl was too frightening—they'd never seen anyone so cold-blooded, severing arms without a second thought... no, without even saying a word!

"Three." Su Qianqian began counting, gripping her snow-white greatsword in reverse.

The seven gritted their teeth, their fists clenching.

"Two." Su Qianqian raised the greatsword.

The seven held their ground.

"One." Su Qianqian's eyes narrowed, and sword intent erupted everywhere.

In an instant, every grain of sand in the air lifted and turned into flying swords.

The dense haze of sword realm was enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.

This move signified the end, something no one could resist.

"I'll hand it over, I'll hand it over. Spare me, please spare my life."

"I don't have any points!"

"I have some—I have a hundred points. Take them; I admit defeat this time."

As Su Qianqian was about to strike, the seven-person group finally gave in; they couldn't hold out.

Ancient sword cultivators were too terrifying.

In the Yun Lun Mountains, a Jian Zong from the ancient sword line was the last person you wanted to mess with.

Losing to Su Qianqian wasn't shameful.

"Three hundred points."

Su Qianqian accepted half the points from each of the six.

Then, she turned her gaze to the cloud pearl in the spiritual light.

"And this thing."

With a murmur, she lifted and swung her snow-white greatsword.

The spiritual light of the cloud pearl, which even a zongshi couldn't easily break, shattered. Everyone watching felt their brows twitch wildly.

This destructive power...

Su Qianqian stepped forward, cupped the cloud pearl, closed her eyes, and absorbed it as pure energy merged into her small frame.

Burp.

A tiny burp escaped, and Su Qianqian's face flushed slightly before returning to normal.

Only then did she turn back, swing her sword to shoo away the bystanders, and land in front of Xiao Wanfeng with a soft smile.

"Where's your Xu Shao? I need to find him."