Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect

"Why do I need a moment to kill you? Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I can still take your head. There’s nowhere to run. What will you do?"

Crane Child truly had a solution. He spread his wings, kneeled on both knees, and skillfully prostrated himself on the ground.

"Can’t beat you and can’t escape, naturally I’ll have to surrender. Please, True Man, accept me."

"If you can’t beat them, join them..."

Tie Dan frowned at Crane Child kneeling before him. Suddenly a flash of insight came to him, and his brow relaxed.

"You’re right. Let’s go find the leader of the Immortal Palace."

"The leader of the Immortal Palace? Are you referring to the Immortal Emperor?"

"Not the one stamping seals. At this time, his aunt should be in charge. Let’s go find that Eldest Princess."

Tie Dan spoke as he stepped forward.

Crane Child could only let out a sorrowful cry, transforming back into his original form, and carrying Tie Dan, soared into the sky, piercing through stacked clouds, flying straight south toward the Capital.

This crane, though only ten years since transforming, had been a demon for a millennia. With an eight-zhang wingspan, it could fly a thousand miles in a whistle, carrying Tie Dan all the way to Southern County, catching up with the difficult-to-escape convoy of Three Constellations Ministers.

Weeping and sorrowful, as far as the eye could see, tens of thousands of refugees carried their families, migrating southward like a winding river weaving through the land.

Blocked by Gen River to the north, with flames of war to the east, and majestic mountains to the west, refugees could only flee south. Once they started fleeing, it was like an unstoppable flood, dragging along the population of Southern County to cross south to escape danger.

Tie Dan coldly surveyed, some people are naturally kind-hearted, feeling heartache seeing cats and dogs in distress, but he only thought it amusing.

After all, these refugees from the Capital are different from those farming in the north. Each fair and plump, clothed in finery, carrying their families and valuables, cattle carts and horse-drawn carriages, surrounded front and back. One might think they were just out sightseeing.

Obviously, those able to establish homes and businesses in the central Three Constellations Imperial City, can’t be ordinary people. Truth be told, if not for the court officials migrating south to avoid disaster, and the Mystic Sect demolishing and pillaging, they wouldn’t have reluctantly abandoned their possessions in the Capital.

Of course, there are poor people in the Imperial City, but where would they have the chance to flee with these lords? A few years back, they were already sent to Hulao Pass to dig trenches.

Simply put, those eligible to follow the court’s first wave of southern migration are standard noble ministers, Gate Valve disciples, and their henchmen-soldiers who sell their lives for money. They feast, play, and ruin the world, if only they were willing to spend a little extra, providing extra salaries and cotton clothes for veteran soldiers protecting Yin Mountain, why drive them to rush with knives to seize?

Heavenly wrongdoing may be forgiven, self-inflicted misfortune is unforgivable. This is the scene described.

"True Monarch, the princes should be stationed in the County Government ahead."

From afar, seeing regal energy soaring, the immortal crane flapped its wings, spiraling downward, reminding the passenger to settle this fare.

Suddenly, swish swish swish swish, four streaks of purple, white, red, and green light flashed, escape lights jumped into the air, blocking the way.

"Court is stationed here! Unrelated persons, retreat!"

Crane acknowledged he was unrelated and promptly retreated.

Tie Dan remained expressionless, dodged and emerged.

"Beichen Sword Sect Leader Xuantian, tell your master to come out for a meeting."

"Sword Sect Leader? Isn’t that..."

"Call your mother’s henchman!"

"You talk nonsense!"

"Fight!"

Who would have thought these fellows had quite a fiery temper, "oww" and charged forward to fight.

"Swish swish swish!"

A streak of white light came head-on, launching countless tip-of-the-lance-like starlights.

"Boom boom boom!"

A red cloud struck from the side, shooting continuous Fire Pearls, transforming into a chain of fire dragons.

"Hiss..."

A streak of purple smoke circled behind, spinning needles quietly flew to ambush from behind.

"Rise!"

A streak of green light cast down on the ground, pulling up a grand array from below, securely protecting the County Government and Court.

Tie Dan, seeing he finally entered his familiar rhythm, felt thoroughly comfortable and decided to make a move before talking.

Immediately wrapped his robe, sword energy transformed into a rainbow, seeking an opening, swooshing a sword and leaping a hundred feet, escaping from the four-person joint attack.

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The four were reluctant to easily give up, swish swish swish and pursued with escape light.

However, once given sequence division of labor, joint attack formation naturally fell into weakness.

White light flashed and perseveringly pursued, maintaining the rain of lances and shooting biubiu straight on.

Red cloud turned into a hundred-zhang fire dragon, twisted claws and fangs followed closely.

Purple smoke remained elusive, hidden behind the fire dragon, using dense smoke to conceal its form, clearly waiting to ambush.

Green light still stood guard on the ground, protecting the array, beware iron egg making a turnaround strike to break formation.

With one probing move, revealed the skills and Divine Skills, schemes, and abilities of these four, Tie Dan mapped out roughly in mind, clearly they are True Inheritors of the mountain, True Monarchs of the Mystic Sect, minimum foundation of three thunders, solid cultivation, likely dispatched by Mystic Sect to protect Immortal Palace relatives, guarding against rebel army’s rear-end sneak attack.

In accordance with Tie Dan’s character, disagreement would mean exterminating the lot, yet ultimately he wasn’t here to fight, but to save the world.

Show mercy where possible, let’s leave it at that.

"I slash—!"

"Ah—!"

Thus, sword energy brightened, counter-strike engaged, lance and sword clashed, white light abruptly extinguished.

A blood-stained arm spiraled down to the mortal realm.