Bonus chapter, know give me power stones
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"Liu Jian?"
"Who's that?"
"Some saint?"
"Never heard of him!"
The three Demon Sect powerhouses laughed wildly, their voices filled with ridicule as if they were casually trampling ants beneath their feet. One of them sneered, amusement flashing in his eyes.
"I've never heard of any Liu Jian. People in a tiny place like this really think that having one so-called genius gives them status in the Eastern Region? How laughable!"
"Jie jie," another mocked coldly. "Let me educate you. The Liu Jian you speak of might have some talent, but once he enters the Eastern Region, he's nothing among the masses. He probably can't even join an ordinary sect!"
"Exactly," the third added lazily. "And even if he does get accepted, so what?"
Their conversation echoed across the skies above the imperial capital.
In an instant, the fragile hope that had just ignited in the hearts of the people was completely crushed.
Liu Jian, the greatest genius of Tianyun Kingdom, was treated with utter disdain.
Within Tianyun Academy, the students' eyes dimmed. Liu Jian had once left behind countless legends here. They had imagined him making a name for himself in the Eastern Region. Yet now reality seemed cruelly clear, just as the demons said, even Senior Brother Liu Jian would likely become ordinary once he stepped into the wider world.
Despair spread like a tide.
Hope vanished from their eyes.
Not far away.
A streak of light was rapidly approaching.
Liu Jian's heart trembled violently as he heard those words. He had never imagined that upon returning home, he would encounter such a catastrophe. His homeland was in ruins, the remnants of the Demon Cult had reappeared, and the entire Tianyun Kingdom was about to be sacrificed in blood.
What pained him most was that he had become the emperor's final hope, the pride of the imperial capital.
Fear and guilt surged through him. He was thankful beyond words that he had joined the Donglin Sect, that his master, Elder Chu, was by his side. Yet at the same time, terror gripped him, if not for his master's presence, Tianyun Kingdom would have already been reduced to a blood sacrifice long ago.
"Master…"
He looked at Chu Xun with pleading eyes.
He knew his own power was meaningless here. Only his master could act.
Chu Xun gave a gentle nod, continuing forward without stopping, his aura calmly shielding Liu Jian.
"Jie jie!"
"So this is all the hope you had?"
"How pitiful."
The three demons sneered mockingly, savoring the despair below. Unable to resist boasting, one of them laughed loudly.
"It won't hurt to tell you our true status. Even sect masters of the six holy lands of the Eastern Region, we can hunt them down with ease. You ants were destined to die!"
"Jie jie jie~!"
The emperor of Tianyun Kingdom trembled.
When the demonic dragon shattered the national formation with a single swing of its tail, he had already sensed their terror. But he never imagined their origins would be so horrifying, even the masters of the six great holy lands could be hunted and killed.
"After we destroy Tianyun Kingdom and absorb the power of this blood sacrifice," another demon said leisurely, "our next target will be Donglin Holy Land. A sect that's stood for thousands of years must have a rich foundation. What a pity, it will soon belong to us."
At first, some doubted them. How could anyone casually hunt the supreme sect masters of the six holy lands?
But seeing their intoxicated expressions, filled with cruel anticipation, the disbelief vanished.
These demons… might truly possess such power.
As Liu Jian neared the battlefield and heard these words, his scalp went numb. His entire body trembled, hair standing on end.
"Master, run!" he cried out in terror.
…
"Hm?"
"Someone's coming!"
The three demons in the sky turned in surprise.
They had sealed off Tianyun Kingdom, someone breaking through their isolation was unexpected.
"It's a Human Emperor."
After sensing Chu Xun's cultivation, their surprise faded into disdain.
"A mere Human Emperor," one sneered. "Perfect for a warm-up. His blood, mixed with the essence of billions of lives, should taste decent. What a pity, he's old, his qi and blood already decayed!"
"Roar~!"
Within the clouds, the demonic dragon revealed its hideous head, eyes gleaming with greed.
"Master, I want to eat him!"
"Go ahead," another cloaked figure replied indifferently. "A prime Human Emperor might've been worth something. This one? Barely an appetizer."
Boom!
The moment the demonic dragon pushed its massive body out of the clouds,
Chu Xun frowned slightly and waved his sleeve.
A pure sword qi shot forth.
Before the dragon could even roar, its seemingly indestructible scales were shattered. Its body disintegrated into dust, annihilated completely, not even a fragment left behind.
The scene was utterly shocking.
Yet Liu Jian felt no joy.
He had heard their earlier words, these demons claimed they could hunt down even the sect masters of the six holy lands. No matter how strong his master was, how could he possibly face such beings?
Shame and guilt flooded his eyes.
"Master… I'm a calamity. Please, run!" Liu Jian said hoarsely.
"It doesn't matter," Chu Xun replied gently.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the three cloaked figures appeared nearby. Dark, narrow eyes burned with fury. That demonic dragon had been a mount they had painstakingly nurtured, and it had been slain so effortlessly.
"Leave?"
"Do you think you can?"
"Since you're here, even the King of Heaven couldn't save you!"
They stared coldly at Chu Xun, regret flashing in their hearts for underestimating this seemingly ordinary old man. He was clearly at the eighth level of the Human Emperor Realm.
Below, countless citizens of the imperial capital, including the emperor, watched in stunned silence. The sudden reversal sparked a flicker of hope, especially when they saw Liu Jian.
But it was quickly drowned in fear.
These demons claimed even holy land sect masters could be killed. How could Master Liu Jian escape death?
"Buzz!"
One cloaked demon extended his palm.
From the clouds, a gigantic bone claw condensed, white as frost, radiating chilling deathly aura.
"Too weak," Chu Xun said softly, shaking his head.
If these three were like Qin Yu of the Immortal Dao Sect or Lu Nantian of Zhenwu Sect, it might have been troublesome. But they cultivated demonic forbidden arts, relying on blood sacrifices. Their power was hollow.
Even with ninth-level Human Emperor cultivation, their true strength barely reached the eighth level.
At best, they were only slightly stronger than Zhao Yong.
As for hunting the masters of the six holy lands?
Pure nonsense.
And even if it were true,
So what?
"Zheng!"
The Green Ivy Sword shone brilliantly, emerald light surging.
Chu Xun held the sword and casually slashed once.
A single green sword light cut through the sky.
He didn't even bother to look again.
They weren't worth a second strike.