Gou Zai Xianwu Chaos World, Physical Sainthood

Chapter 130 Lingxiao Sword Sect

Upon seeing Lu Cheng emerge, some immediately drew their swords and pressed forward, demanding, "Lu Cheng, you little thief, you stole the secret treasure of my Dongyang Sect! Prepare to die!"

This man was an elderly man with white hair and beard, whom Lu Cheng had never seen before. He guessed that he must be an elder who was cultivating in seclusion on Baopu Peak.

Before Lu Cheng could reply, Han Lingxiao raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Elder Du, where did this accusation of stealing treasure come from? Is Lu Cheng not a disciple of the Dongyang Sect?"

"What kind of disciple is he!" Another old man jumped out from the crowd, furious. "He's nothing but a lowly cultivator who was granted special entry into our Dongyang Sect by a favor. Instead of being grateful for our sect's generosity and support, he destroyed our precious treasure. He deserves to die!"

Immediately, many people in the crowd echoed, "They deserve to die!"

"They deserve to die!"

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Lu Cheng frowned, only then realizing that these people actually referred to disciples like him as "lowly cultivators".

Such behavior shows that they despise martial artists who are not direct descendants of the Eleventh Lineage from the bottom of their hearts.

The last vestige of kinship in my heart vanished completely.

"A lowly cultivator?" Han Lingxiao stared coldly, then waved his right hand. With a "whoosh," an invisible sword blade slashed towards the old man.

"Be careful!"

As Han Lingxiao made his move, Yun Huizi, who was lying on the recliner, immediately reacted.

While giving the verbal reminder, he slapped the chair handle, and with a "crack," a piece of wood shattered and shot towards the old man, barely blocking Han Lingxiao's sword energy. It exploded into a pile of wood chips less than half a foot in front of the old man.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The old man broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't say a word.

"Lu Cheng is my personally taught disciple. Tell me, where is your lowliness, and where is your nobility?"

Under Han Lingxiao's cold gaze, the old man didn't dare to say another word.

Han Lingxiao snorted and continued to ask Elder Du, "Elder Du, you still haven't answered me."

"This—he—" The old man surnamed Du could put on airs as a senior figure when facing the reasonable Han Lingxiao.

But that sword strike made him realize his mistake immediately.

Han Lingxiao is a mid-stage Qi Refining martial artist; killing him is as easy as killing a chicken!

Taking a deep breath, Elder Du stammered, "In short, it's true that the thing was destroyed by Lu Cheng. No matter what his status is, he has to compensate us."

Han Lingxiao sneered, "Compensation? If everyone eats a bowl of rice from a pot, and the last person finishes the bowl, it's said that they ate the whole pot. Don't you find that ridiculous?"

"Since Lu Cheng meets the requirements, it is only natural that he should study the handwritten letter. The fact that the true meaning on the paper has dissipated can only be attributed to fate."

"Requirements?" Wan Sheng, who had been silent until now, spoke up from the crowd. "The sect requires that only those at the Qi Refining Realm can comprehend that secret treasure. How could Lu Cheng possibly meet those requirements?"

Wan Sheng was much younger than all the peak masters, and even younger than Han Lingxiao and the others by half.

If he wanted to, he could have broken through to the Qi Refining Realm many years ago. In terms of talent, he was second to none, so he was not too afraid of Han Lingxiao.

Han Lingxiao glanced at Wan Sheng: "Naturally, it's because Lu Cheng broke through."

Finally, he added, "Even if there's no breakthrough, so what? Haven't you all watched enough?"

No one paid attention to Han Lingxiao's last words; everyone stared intently at Lu Cheng, filled with disbelief.

Qi Refining Realm?

How old is he!

What followed was a chill in my heart.

The betting competition requires disciples of the second generation or below.

Among them, the most powerful were Cui Yuan, Wu Qi, and others.

Even for them, there was no possibility of immediately breaking through to the Qi Refining Realm.

Let alone ten duels, even if there were a hundred, the Eleventh Meridian would not be able to win a single one.

Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

After a long while, Yun Huizi, who was still lying on the recliner, spoke to Han Lingxiao: "Senior Brother Han, no matter what, Lu Cheng has already gained a huge advantage. It's really inappropriate for you to take away half of the resources."

"How about reducing it to 10%? Besides that, the entire West Mountain will be yours."

After Yun Huizi finished speaking, everyone around him was stunned, but there was nothing they could do.

Yunxiazi hesitated, glancing at Lu Cheng and then at Yun Huizi, but ultimately said nothing.

Lu Cheng, standing behind Han Lingxiao, glanced at Yun Huizi in surprise.

Yun Huizi is now completely different from before.

In the past, Yun Huizi would never have "gone soft" like this, nor would he have considered so many things.

Han Lingxiao looked at Yun Huizi, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and nodded: "Since Junior Brother has spoken, then so be it."

Lu Cheng was surprised that the matter was over without him saying a word.

Even more unexpectedly, he swallowed up 40% of the Dongyang Sect's resources in one go.

After the group left, he said somewhat embarrassedly, "This disciple has caused Master such a great loss; I truly do not know how to repay him."

A few days ago, Yunxiazi made it very clear that she would exchange the true meaning of martial arts contained in that thousand-word handwritten letter for Lu Cheng's status as a "disciple of the Dongyang Sect".

In other words, no matter what happens in the future, Lu Cheng will always be regarded as a disciple of the Dongyang Sect.

Even if one becomes a Martial Grandmaster or the number one in the world in the future, this cannot be changed.

Just now, Yun Huizi used 40% of his resources to "sell" Lu Cheng's identity back.

The agreement between Yunxiazi and Lu Cheng made three days ago is hereby nullified.

No matter what happens to the Dongyang Sect in the future, it will have absolutely nothing to do with Lu Cheng.

Han Lingxiao laughed and said, "You little rascal, stop pretending to be innocent after you've gotten the better deal."

"When you register your name again in the future, remember to add 'Lingxiao Sword Sect' before 'Lu Cheng'!"

"Lingxiao Sword Sect?" Lu Cheng's eyes lit up. "Is this the name of the sect given by my master?"

Han Lingxiao turned his body slightly to the side and looked into the distance: "Well, the name of the sect is not that important. The key is the strength of the disciples."

He paused, then continued, "Do you think this name is a bit too—loud?

Lu Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Master is right. What we call ourselves is not important. What matters is whether the name can be upheld and stand the test of time."

"For the disciples, the sect's name is their source of confidence, but only the person who established that name can maintain that confidence!"

"When I first entered Yangcheng County, there was a long row of martial arts schools inside the city gate. This one was called Earth-Shaking Divine Fist, and that one was called Sky-Splitting Sword Sect. Their names were all very famous."

"But what is the real situation?"

"I knew it was unreliable after just one glance."

"And that is indeed the case. They are all just empty tricks to swindle money. Not to mention leaving Yangcheng, there are very few that can last more than three years."

"The reason is simple: they lack the ability to establish their reputation, which makes it sound fake to people."

"Only strength can live up to a reputation and inspire awe and fear."

After Lu Cheng finished speaking, Han Lingxiao, who had been standing upright, visibly relaxed.

Then Han Lingxiao chuckled and said, "In that case, from now on, the reputation of the Lingxiao Sword Sect will depend on you, kid."

Lu Cheng was about to be modest and flatter Han Lingxiao when Han Lingxiao said, "However, I'm afraid I can't give you the ten percent of resources I obtained."

Lu Cheng exclaimed "Ah!" He hadn't expected this outcome.

Putting everything else aside, without the pills, wouldn't my cultivation speed immediately slow down?

What Han Lingxiao said was also true; the sect was newly established and there really weren't any extra resources to give Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng nodded: "Master is absolutely right. The matter of resources was caused by my own actions, so it is indeed not appropriate for me to take anything more."

"However, as a disciple personally taught by my master and bearing the title of a disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, it would be unreasonable for me not to know a few sword techniques."

"Master's sword move just now was quite remarkable. It far surpasses any sword techniques I've seen in the Dongyang Sect's Scripture Repository. Since we're going to learn it, why don't we learn Master's sword technique?"

Han Lingxiao named his sect Sword Sect because he was quite satisfied with his swordsmanship.

Hearing Lu Cheng say this, Han Lingxiao had no objection.