Chapter 141
"Senior Brother Vincent is confident that relying solely on the power of Sunblaze Peak is enough to contend with that organization."
"Therefore, they did not participate in the peak merger."
"So that’s how it is." Alex stroked his chin. A profoundly meaningful smile curling on his lips.
"Elder Vincent is truly sacrificing himself for others."
"For our Divine Blade Sect to have a senior like Elder Vincent holding down the fort is truly a blessing to the sect."
...
At dusk, Aya came to deliver food to Alex again.
Compared to the previous two days, today’s Aya was visibly much more haggard. Even sprouting a few white hairs at her temples.
Alex asked with concern while drinking wine. "Miss Aya, is something on your mind?"
"Not really on my mind. It’s just that recently, a massive event has occurred in the sect." Aya sighed deeply.
"Lately, the Divine Blade Sect has been invaded by a organization of unknown origin."
"That group uses vicious methods and is exceptionally bloodthirsty. In just two short nights, they slaughtered the two great peaks of Heaven-Turning Peak and Venomscale Peak alive."
"The elders have all predicted that tonight, that group will come to invade again."
"Perhaps after tonight, I will end up like Lirin. Dying at the hands of that organization without a single corpse or bone remaining."
Watching Aya’s sad and panic-stricken appearance, Alex couldn’t help but laugh. "Miss Aya, what are you saying."
"I heard Elder Sylra say that Nerin has already led all the disciples of Falling Dust Peak to relocate to Spirit Artisan Peak along with the disciples of Radiant Sun Peak."
"With the elders and disciples of three peaks joining forces to defend against the enemy, would that organization still dare to cause trouble?"
"That is true..." Aya said with heavy worry.
"But I always feel that even if three Peak Masters join forces, they might not necessarily be a match for that organization."
"Heaven-Turning Peak and Venomscale Peak were both completely slaughtered within two hours."
"This is enough to prove that the villains’ strength is exceptionally terrifying, unfathomably deep."
"Alright, Miss Aya, don’t scare yourself." Alex stroked his chin. Smiling profoundly.
"Right now, with Heaven-Turning Peak and Venomscale Peak slaughtered and Broken Sword Peak existing in name only, out of the remaining seven peaks, six have merged together."
"If I were that organization, I would definitely choose Sunblaze Peak as the next target for invasion, wouldn’t I?"
Aya froze slightly. Chuckling dryly and shaking her head. "Of course not."
"If those people dared to invade Sunblaze Peak, that would be seeking their own destruction."
"Why is that?" Alex revealed a look of interest.
"Could it be that the strength of Sunblaze Peak alone is stronger than three other peaks combined?"
"Sunblaze Peak is not just simply strong." Aya smiled mysteriously.
"Legend has it that the founding head of the Divine Blade Sect, Master Solarius, before ascending to the Immortal Realm, left behind two weapons he used while in the mortal world. Called the Swords of the Martial Ancestor."
"According to legend, these two Swords are sealed within the dungeons of Sunblaze Peak. Used to ward off disasters, pray for blessings, and deter evil spirits and demons."
"The Swords usually remain hidden from the world. Only when the sect is in peril will they reappear."
"If that organization truly dared to invade Sunblaze Peak, Elder Vincent would inevitably bring out the Swords of the Martial Ancestor to avenge Elder Rorin and Elder Dariel. Ensuring that organization has a path to come but no path to return."
"So that’s how it is." Alex nodded and smiled.
"I didn’t expect our Divine Blade Sect to actually have such a treasure."
"Coupled with Elder Vincent holding down the fort, it truly feels incredibly safe."
"It seems that organization won’t have the slightest opportunity to strike."
...
That evening. Sunblaze Peak. Inside the Peak Master’s Hall.
Vincent sat cross-legged, resting with his eyes closed, expression solemn and heavy.
A middle-aged man stood beside him, holding a sword with an expressionless face.
His name was Lone. Vincent’s most prized disciple and the number two figure of Sunblaze Peak.
At the same time, Vincent’s most trusted confidant.
Suddenly, a gust of astral wind carrying sharp sword intent appeared within the grand hall.
Lone frowned. "Who goes there?!"
Vincent, however, waved his hand and smiled slightly. Signaling him to stay calm.
The next second, a graceful and elegant figure emerged from the wind.
Iris. Dressed in white robes with long hair flowing freely. She walked gracefully before Master Vincent and nodded respectfully.
"This Lady greets Elder Vincent."
"Saintess Iris, haven’t you been cultivating in seclusion at Torin’s Peak?" Vincent asked with a faint smile.
"What wind blew you here?"
"It is true that I was cultivating. But upon hearing that a massive incident occurred within the sect, I dared not be negligent and rushed out of seclusion as quickly as possible." Iris’s voice was cold.
"Elder Vincent, right now two peaks of our Divine Blade Sect have been slaughtered. Forty thousand elite disciples have lost their lives."
"With such a massive incident, why haven’t you notified the Sect Master?"
Vincent said faintly. "The Sect Master has the temperament of an idle cloud and a wild crane. He loves to travel the mountains and play in the waters. Hates being disturbed by trivial matters the most."
"This time, he went to the Lotus Terrace of the South Sea to meet friends. A full ten thousand miles from the sect."
"Even if we notified him, how long would it take for him to rush back?"
Iris’s voice grew significantly colder. "Elder Vincent, what are you saying?"
"Two peaks slaughtered, forty thousand disciples dead. Is this considered a trivial matter?"
"Furthermore, although the Sect Master is at the Lotus Terrace ten thousand miles away, with his cultivation and sword flight technique, he could rush back in two hours at most."
"Without the Sect Master’s direct order, what right do you have to order the disciples of six peaks to relocate, leaving four empty peaks completely unguarded?"
"Elder Vincent, you are overstepping your authority."
Hearing these words, Vincent’s face suddenly turned incredibly gloomy and cold.