Unsheathed

Near the ghost residence in Imperial Accompanying City...

An old cultivator was sitting on a nearby roof, and he became quite annoyed at the small monkey on his shoulder that couldn't be calmed down no matter what. He furiously grabbed the small monkey and threw it away.

The local cultivators with low cultivation bases had already noticed the dire nature of the situation, and they started to either sprint or fly as they rapidly fled from Imperial Accompanying City.

They didn't dare to covet the valuable treasure at all. In any case, they were mainly from the subordinate immortal forces of Yellow Axe City and the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm, and they had simply been deployed here to increase the presence of the two forces and cheer them on. Of course, they could also provide a small amount of help if the two forces genuinely started to fight each other.

The old cultivator felt extremely frustrated. Things were very troublesome now that it had come to this.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with this young sword immortal's brain. Sword immortals were one of the four most difficult breeds of cultivators to deal with, and this young sword immortal indeed lived up to the reputation. When sword immortals left the mountains to travel around the cultivation world, all they pursued was unrestrained satisfaction!

However, was this heavenly tribulation riddled with karmic fate something that he could block so easily? Even if he managed to block half of the tribulation and was able to flee with his life afterward, would he not end up riddled with unnecessary karmic fate?

"Don't bother me right now, you horny slut. I'm in a bad mood," the old cultivator suddenly said.

There was a woman wearing a wooden hairpin and dressed in a cotton dress standing on the curved eaves of the roof. Her appearance was very ordinary, but how could an ordinary mortal woman stand on the small curved eaves with such stability?

She covered her mouth and said with a silvery laugh, "Is this how you speak to an empress? How courageous of you."

"Master has plotted for a long time to obtain this treasure, so both you and I deserve to die one hundred times over for failing to carry out such an important plan," the old cultivator said with a gloomy expression. "In fact, Master will only feel angrier due to this awkward situation that's essentially the same as falling at the final hurdle."

The woman waved a hand and replied, "Even though I'm unsure of why that treasure has suddenly fallen quiet and is allowing the heavenly tribulation to freely grind down its innate quality, not even seizing an opportunity to flee, it will still be forced to show itself once the heavenly tribulation truly descends. Yellow Axe City and the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm have already retreated further in a tactful manner, either heading to the dragon palace of Verdant Bamboo Lake to seek shelter or traveling to the more distant Black Glaze Mountain to hide. As such, won't it be easier for you and me to get a head start and seize an opportunity to obtain the treasure afterward?"