Chapter 100: Swords Like Shooting Stars, Black Coffins Fill the Sky

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Li Xingjian finished drawing his sword. The momentum of everyone present surged to a new peak, as the hidden passion and greed within each person’s heart were fully stirred by Li Xingjian’s use of hatred and the temptation of the mystical stones. This battle must be won!

Li Xingjian was very pleased now, yet a deeper, more mysterious smile flickered in his eyes. It seemed that some unspeakable scheme was brewing within his heart. Meanwhile, the crowd below remained utterly captivated by the allure of the mystical stones, unable to extricate themselves.

For cultivators, these mystical stones hold immense significance. They greatly accelerate a cultivator’s training speed—especially the superior and supreme grades, which are invaluable in breaking through bottlenecks and surging to new realms. Hence, the discovery of a mystical stone vein ignited intense envy among every cultivation sect.

This was particularly true within the relatively barren borders of Yunqi Kingdom—indeed, it bordered on madness.

This vein had actually been discovered long ago by Mount Shu Sword Sect, which had been secretly mining it. However, for some unknown reason, members of the Corpse Gate also found it and began mining, leading to constant skirmishes, though no full-scale battles had erupted.

Seeing the Corpse Gate’s forces seize much of the vein’s resources naturally infuriated Mount Shu Sword Sect, but they held back from a large-scale response—until the day a great secret was uncovered within the vein, changing everything.

This secret was the fundamental reason Li Xingjian resolved to launch this war.

Initially, Li Xingjian had been troubled by this matter. Mount Shu Sword Sect was a reputable orthodox sect, thus any action must be justified by righteous cause.

Unexpectedly, two mysterious figures had possessed the corpses of two formidable Earth Realm masters from the Corpse Gate to invade Mount Shu Sword Sect. Although their true intent in abducting Li Haoran remained unclear, this invasion perfectly provided Mount Shu Sword Sect with a legitimate pretext to initiate sect warfare—a timely boon indeed.

Like a pillow delivered when one needed to sleep—how considerate!

Though Li Xingjian strongly suspected a hidden mastermind behind the scenes, he was fearless. The centuries-old foundation of Mount Shu Sword Sect was not something easily shaken, especially with the sect’s profoundly powerful Elder standing as a steadfast pillar. Thinking of him, Li Xingjian felt even more assured.

“Corpse Gate, this time you will pay dearly!”

The resentment between the two factions had long deepened. Now, with a reason to provoke war, Li Xingjian’s heart blazed with fervor. It had been so long since he last drew his sword; this time, he would unleash a slaughter!

“Westward! All disciples of Mount Shu Sword Sect, follow me to Tianhuan to exterminate the demons and defend the righteous path!”

“Exterminate the demons! Defend the righteous path!”

The disciples of Mount Shu Sword Sect roared with enthusiasm, their momentum unstoppable.

“Alright, move out!”

Li Xingjian shouted, extending a hand to grasp at the void.

Suddenly, the enormous stone sword standing tall in the square shattered with a thunderous crash, and from its fragments burst forth a magnificent sword shimmering like starlight.

“Divine Sword Exorciser!”

Catching the sword, Li Xingjian led the charge as a blade of light streaked through the air, trailing a brilliant tail.

Behind him followed a group of Earth Realm masters, then some Human Realm disciples without assigned teams, and finally the human realm squads of Mount Shu Sword Sect, who brandished their flying swords and leapt into the air.

At this moment, a sky full of flying swords stretched out in a long procession like a meteor shower—spectacular beyond compare.

Even Qin Feng could not help but admire the deep foundation of Mount Shu Sword Sect; truly a giant of the righteous path within Yunqi Kingdom.

Of course, this was only the sect’s overt power. The true strength of Mount Shu Sword Sect was far more terrifying.

At this moment, Qin Feng and Qiu Huzi were still discussing the matter of the team leader.

“Brother Qin, who do you think will be our captain?”

Qiu Huzi’s complexion had improved somewhat, as he was glad to be on the same team as Qin Feng. Though others saw Qin Feng as a coward incapable of even wielding a flying sword properly, Qiu Huzi believed otherwise. He firmly trusted that as long as he stuck close to Qin Feng, he would not perish.

Though this notion seemed absurd, Qiu Huzi trusted his instincts.

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Thus, his mood had substantially improved, no longer as pale as before. The next step depended on who the captain would be. If he were lucky enough to be assigned a captain like Zhan Bai, their survival rate would be at least fifty percent.

Qin Feng smiled meaningfully and replied, “As long as it’s not Li Haoran, you still have a chance!”

In truth, Qin Feng spoke casually.

Who would be captain had nothing to do with him; after all, he had already decided to leave Mount Shu Sword Sect and didn’t want to be drawn into this battle or make enemies with Corpse Gate.

For this sect, to which he felt no attachment, it simply wasn’t worth it.

Therefore, Qin Feng planned to slip away at the earliest opportunity once the war commenced.

His words also carried hidden meaning.

Li Haoran was his rival; if placed in the same team, Li Haoran would surely keep a close watch on him and try to sabotage him. Between the two, one would certainly die.

In Qin Feng’s eyes, that doomed person would be Li Haoran.

Even if they were not in the same group, Qin Feng intended to find a way to kill Li Haoran before leaving.

He could not rest with that troublemaker around—who knew what mischief he might cause next?

Most importantly, Qin Feng resolved to obtain the Seven-Spirit Immortal Lotus for Fang Xinyi, who was trapped within the Blood Demon Coffin.

If he ended up in the same group with Li Haoran, and Li Haoran died while Qin Feng left, that group would be leaderless, lacking any Earth Realm master—and could be wiped out entirely.

Hence, Qin Feng made such remarks.

That said, Qin Feng did not believe the roughly one percent chance of being assigned to the same team as Li Haoran would come true.

But coincidences often happen unexpectedly.

When Qin Feng saw Li Haoran approach his team, flying alongside two other cultivators, his brow immediately furrowed.

“Could it be? He’s actually leading this team?”

Qin Feng thought to himself that this was probably Li Haoran’s choice. As the young sect leader, it would not be difficult for him to select a team first.

Qin Feng had no particular objection to Li Haoran joining his team—he could always deal with him later.

However, the two cultivators behind Li Haoran made Qin Feng uneasy.

One of them, a female cultivator, was familiar to Qin Feng—it was Huo Siyuan, who had caused him endless headaches. The other, a middle-aged man, was a genuine Earth Realm master, demanding Qin Feng’s utmost caution.

This man had an ordinary appearance, black hair, thick brows, and a face filled with murderous intent. Most striking was a savage scar on his left cheek, twisted like a centipede—likely from a brutal wound that had split half his face. Though with good medicine and elixirs such scars could be healed, this man clearly kept it visible, perhaps as a personal reminder and motivation.

Li Haoran, Huo Siyuan, and an Earth Realm master—a formidable trio.

As they joined Qin Feng’s team, the hundred or so members erupted in cheers.

Most teams only had a few Human Realm masters leading them; only a rare few boasted an Earth Realm elder as leader, usually when protecting someone important.

That someone was Li Haoran.

Having an Earth Realm master in the team greatly increased its survival odds, hence the excitement.

Only Qin Feng and Qiu Huzi wore grim expressions.

Qiu Huzi knew enough about the enmity between Qin Feng, Li Haoran, and Huo Siyuan to sense trouble.

Qin Feng’s frown was due to Huo Siyuan.

“Fine if Li Haoran comes, but bringing Huo Siyuan? What’s the meaning of this? Surely no good intent.”

As for the Earth Realm master, Qin Feng sneered inwardly.

He was obviously assigned by Li Xingjian to protect Li Haoran, unlikely to intervene unless Li Haoran was in danger. What was there to cheer about? If Human Realm disciples got hurt, that Earth Realm master likely wouldn’t even blink.

This was truly a death squad.

Perhaps tailor-made for Qin Feng’s demise.

While Qin Feng pondered this, Li Haoran and his two companions had already entered the team.

Li Haoran glanced around, then spotted Qin Feng, his eyes flashing murderous intent.

Meeting Li Haoran’s deadly gaze, Qin Feng’s lips curled into a cold, amused smile.

Clearly, both harbored their own schemes.

Huo Siyuan showed slight surprise upon seeing Qin Feng, but it lasted only a moment before she donned a cold expression and decisively ignored him.

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