Unsheathed

After the unexpected phenomenon appeared at the city god temple...

Fan Weiran, who was currently staying at Imperial Accompanying City, made a quick and resolute decision to hurriedly leave the city with the cultivators of the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm, making their way to Verdant Bamboo Lake. At the same time, she also instructed a few subordinates to warn the Qi refiners belonging to their subordinate immortal forces to make haste and head to Verdant Bamboo Lake as well. Lake Lord Yin Hou owed her a big favor, after all.

Moreover, the lake lord was severely wounded right now, so he most likely wouldn't dare to let his lecherous eyes wander like he had at the banquet back then. It was due to Lake Lord Yin Hou's unwelcome gaze that Yan Qing had requested leave from her old ancestor, leaving the banquet at the dragon hall and heading to the water goddess shrine of Algae Stream's canal master to get some fresh air. Afterward, trouble and commotion had come one after another. Yan Qing had felt slightly uneasy after arriving at Imperial Accompanying City, and to say nothing of Fan Weiran, even the juniors of Yan Qing had noticed that something was amiss.

This caused Fan Weiran to feel even deeper hatred toward that young sword immortal. He actually dared to disturb Little Yan's Dao Heart! That immortal had already decided that Yan Qing would become one of the leaders of the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm as well as the immortal forces in the mountains of the dozen or so nations, so once Yan Qing realized her potential and soared to great heights, the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm would be able to receive another lofty immortal cultivation technique.

After all these years, Yellow Axe City and the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm were nothing more than two pawns that had been secretly chosen in the fish pond that contained the dozen or so nations.

They were arch-enemies with each other and always fighting to the death, but how many cultivators of the two immortal forces had truly lost their lives in these skirmishes? Only very few of them had died, and those who had died were all cultivators who seemingly possessed high cultivation bases but were actually no longer able to attain the Great Dao. In reality, the majority of deaths had been suffered by cultivators from the subordinate forces of Yellow Axe City and the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm.

Also, two hundred years had already passed, so why had not a single Vajra Body Tier martial artist appeared in the cultivation world of the dozen or so nations? One had to realize that the final Vajra Body Tier martial artist had been killed by City Lord Ye Han and Fan Weiran's junior sister.

Right now, which of those so-called martial artist superior grandmasters — sixth tier martial artists who were flaunting their abilities in the mortal nations — weren't enjoying their comfortable lives in peace? Be it the strongest sword practitioner or the best at fist techniques, however, which of them wasn't decaying away and facing imminent death?

Fan Weiran turned around to glance at Yan Qing who was standing beside her, smiling faintly as she did so. Her junior sister hadn't understood why she had needed to kill that Vajra Body Tier martial artist back then, but Fan Weiran was well aware of the reason. After all, this was a huge secret that only a single person in each of Yellow Axe City and the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm could be aware of at any given time. This had always been the case. As for the other immortal forces, they didn't have the right or the opportunity to even seek an audience with that immortal.

Regarding the sword immortal from an outside region who had mysteriously appeared here, it would be best if he were struck by the heavenly tribulation and accidentally killed inside the city god temple. However, even this could be considered a merciful death for that person. Otherwise, if he only suffered severe wounds and was captured by Fan Weiran, the sinister water lamps in Lake Lord Yin Hou's Verdant Bamboo Lake would be nothing compared to the secret techniques of the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm's ancestral hall.

The cultivators of the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm and its subordinate forces all traveled in one direction, hurriedly making their way to Verdant Bamboo Lake. Those unable to fly on the wind could only rely on their legs to sprint over the land, while those even weaker could only ride horses to flee the city.

After soaring into the sky and leaving Imperial Accompanying City, Fan Weiran suddenly asked, "Did the mediocre Militarian cultivators of the Ghost Axe Palace not follow us out of the city?"