Your Taixuan Sword Sect Is Unworthy of My Sword Intent!

Pengluo moved with extreme speed, violent surges of primal energy churning around its body. Yet this fierce strike landed on nothing. Ye Feng spun around, rapping it on the head with his sword before kicking it flying into the distance. "Ouch!" Watching the steaming Pengluo, Jiuxiao could not help drooling, its draconic eyes locked onto Pengluo as it flicked out its tongue to lick its maw. White smoke curled gently from Pengluo's head. Seeing this, Meng Wanshu covered her mouth and giggled. Her eyes flickered as she looked at the black pot. She could naturally tell that this pot was extraordinary—at the very least, it was a dharma artifact of the ancient treasure grade! And furthermore... Meng Wanshu blinked her pretty eyes, pointed at the thick broth inside the pot, and asked, "Ye Feng, what exactly did you put in this soup?" At her question, Ye Feng scratched his head in slight embarrassment. "Uh... Sister-in-law, I tossed in black treasure ginseng, jade essence ginseng, fire essence lingzhi, chiling blossom, three primal juice..." "Anyway, a bit of everything and anything. When this soup simmers down, it's definitely super nourishing!" As he spoke, he even cast a regretful glance at the infuriated Pengluo, as though mourning the fact that Pengluo was no longer in the pot. At that look, Pengluo's body instantly ballooned, swelling straight to thirty feet tall! Purple markings glowed and surged across its skin as it roared in flustered fury, "I'm gonna fucking stew you today!!" Li Guanqi started slightly. The aura radiating from Pengluo... could it be... it was about to break through as well?! Good grief—Ye Feng's pot of nourishing tonic broth had directly overloaded Pengluo with energy! Ye Feng pointed toward the thunderclouds gathering overhead. Only then did Pengluo realize what was happening. The primal energy surging within it could no longer be contained. Turning to Li Guanqi with a tearful, miserable grimace, it whimpered, "Master, think of something... I... I'm a little scared." Li Guanqi sighed. With a flick of his hand, he tossed out tens of thousands of mid-grade spirit stones and took out a generous stash of pills for it. Seeing this, Meng Wanshu moved to take out two defensive ancient treasures as well, but Li Guanqi stopped her. Pengluo turned green at the sight and wailed, "Master, you wouldn't have the heart to watch me die under the heavenly tribulation, would you?!" Li Guanqi shrugged and glanced down at Jiuxiao. "When Jiuxiao underwent tribulation, I didn't even give him a single spirit stone." Hearing that, Pengluo immediately scooped up the spirit stones and pills and took to its heels. It knew Li Guanqi's temper all too well. If it dared utter one more word, forget defensive ancient treasures—even these spirit stones before its eyes would be gone. Pengluo scurried off, tearing open the void to head for an uninhabited area of Zhongzhou to undergo its tribulation. Ye Feng watched its departing figure with immense regret, turning to put away the pot. Yet Li Guanqi unexpectedly turned and winked at him. "You did it such a huge favor. Asking Pengluo for an arm shouldn't be a problem at all." Ye Feng's eyes lit up, and he chuckled with leering glee, an indescribable delight gleaming in his gaze. As for Li Guanqi, Meng Wanshu thought he was just as sly and wicked as ever. Back when he was little, he had dared to peek around the entire village and pee in people's water wells; how was it that, even after growing up, he was still so scheming and mischievous? Li Guanqi maintained a deadpan, serious facade, while Li Changqing and Chu Jingze exchanged a glance and smiled faintly. Regarding the young man before them, Chu Jingze knew a great deal more. No matter how hard Li Changqing tried to probe him for details, the old man always changed the topic and brushed him off. Li Changqing gave Li Guanqi a deep look, secretly resolving that once he returned, he must report every single detail faithfully. He couldn't shake the feeling that if he didn't tell Meng Jiangchu about what happened today, the man's daughter would soon be abducted right out from under him. The group arrived at the Taixuan Sword Sect. With just a single glance, Meng Wanshu noticed the profound subtleties of the Taixuan Sword Sect's defensive barrier formation. Without the proper method to enter the sect, one would likely be barred by the boundary before them. "How are we going in?" Looking at the stone steps at the foot of the mountain, Li Guanqi's eyes turned cold as he said calmly, "We walk in." Fixing his gaze on the barrier of light ahead, Li Guanqi moved steadily onto the top of Jiuxiao's head. In the next instant, Yanluo shot into his grasp! Boom! Terrifying power erupted in an instant as Yanluo Sword Intent at the Sword Heart Realm soared into the sky. "Soul Release: Yanluo!" "Sword Draw Stance!" Boom! A sword light condensed to the absolute limit burst forth, unleashing an overwhelming, horrific might as it crashed heavily against the barrier! Craaack! The Taixuan Sword Sect's main peak trembled; in an instant, heaven and earth seemed to shake. Violent ripples like agitated water spread across the golden barrier of light, followed abruptly by an overburdened cracking sound. A breach stretching several tens of zhang suddenly tore open! The disciples within the Taixuan Sword Sect were scared out of their wits by the sword light, which ultimately struck the mountainside. It cleaved a chasm several hundred zhang long right into the main peak of the Taixuan Sword Sect! Rumble! Disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect surged into the air one after another, drawing their blades in confrontation! "Who dares trespass upon our Taixuan Sword Sect?!" "Taixuan Sword Sect disciples, hear my command! Foreign enemies have invaded—form the sword formation!" "Someone come quickly! Stop them!" Shouts, cries, and clamors erupted all at once into a cacophony. Jiuxiao's colossal form glided slowly through the breached barrier. Seeing that the gathering crowd was about to strike, Li Guanqi took a slow step forward. Suddenly! At his side, Ye Feng snorted coldly, a frosty gleam flashing in the depths of his eyes. He pressed a hand firmly onto Li Guanqi's shoulder and rasped, "Trash like this isn't worthy of Boss lifting a finger!" The instant an old man made a move, Ye Feng drew his sword and streaked outward past the group! For a moment, Ye Feng tore into them like a ferocious wolf, cutting down all who dared stand in his path! No matter how many foes launched attacks toward Li Guanqi, all of them were held off a hundred zhang away by Ye Feng alone! Seeing this, Li Guanqi could not help curving his lips into a faint smile, lightly tapping Jiuxiao's head with his toe. The party flew toward the Taixuan Sword Sect's main peak hall without the slightest restraint! Along the way, no matter how formidable the attacks or how furious the shouts, nothing could disturb his composure in the least. Even when sharp sword light came within thirty feet of his side, his forward pace did not slow in the slightest. Bang! Ye Feng parried the attack with a single sword stroke and backhanded a flurry of consecutive slashes! Fierce gales tore across the firmament, shattering space! Relying solely on his own might, Ye Feng stood against every approaching disciple, elder, and deacon of the Taixuan Sword Sect. A rain of blood sprayed as figure after figure plummeted from midair. Yet Ye Feng showed great restraint in his strikes, taking not a single life. Whoosh! A tall, imposing figure suddenly materialized ten zhang before Li Guanqi, raising a hand to freeze everyone midair in the void! Chu Jingze let out a cold snort, instantly shattering the space sealed around Ye Feng. With a dark expression, He Yuanting looked at Li Guanqi and said, "What are you here for?" Li Guanqi replied with a calm expression, "Three things." He Yuanting said nothing, waiting for what followed! Looking straight at He Yuanting, Li Guanqi said, "First, I am going to see He Yuning." The man pondered for a moment, glanced at Chu Jingze, and finally nodded in silence. "Second, I am taking back the sword intent in the Sword Abyss!" "Do not ask me why. Call me ungrateful if you wish; say whatever you please." "As the master of a sect, I did not expect you to be evenhanded, yet you could not even manage basic justice..." By this point, He Yuanting's face was thoroughly livid, a terrifying aura of pressure churning around his form. Yet facing him, Li Guanqi merely paused for a brief moment before concluding in a calm voice, "My sword intent... your Taixuan Sword Sect is unworthy of it!"