Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 568: Chapter 568: Master, Can We Start Killing? (Third Update)

In the central region of the Northwest, there stood a towering mountain that pierced the clouds.

It was known as Wuwang Mountain!

The Wuwang Sect was established atop this mountain.

At this moment.

Within the Immortal Palace at the peak.

Bu Kongchan, who was seated in meditation, suddenly had a small, delicate golden sword flying towards her.

Opening her eyes, Bu Kongchan looked at the golden sword and slightly furrowed her brows.

“Isn’t this Junior Brother He Tianyuan’s sword? Could it be that he has met with disaster? Who would dare to kill a True Disciple of my Wuwang Sect?”

As she spoke, Bu Kongchan reached out her hand and the golden sword landed in the palm of her hand.

But as soon as it touched her palm, the small sword lost all its spirit and became a piece of scrap iron.

While Bu Kongchan was still puzzled, a low voice from outside said, “Senior Sister, Master has asked for you!”

Bu Kongchan nodded, rose, and left her residence. With a leap, a flying sword appeared beneath her feet and she flew straight towards the grand hall in the sky.

As Bu Kongchan entered the grand hall, Qian Wenxin, the Sect Master of the Wuwang Sect, was standing before a window, gazing into the mist outside.

“Master!” Bu Kongchan bowed and greeted.

Qian Wenxin turned to look at his disciple, smiled gently, “Your cultivation level has improved again, not bad!”

Then he sighed, “Tianyuan is dead! Did you know?”

Bu Kongchan nodded and presented the golden sword, “Master, Junior Brother Tianyuan’s golden sword flew back, but as soon as it reached my hands, it lost all its spirit!”

“Indeed! I have just tried to search for Tianyuan’s soul using the soul-searching technique and couldn’t find it. It seems that the person who killed him has also destroyed his soul!” Qian Wenxin said.

Bu Kongchan’s expression grew cold, “Master, this person is ruthless. I would like to go down the mountain to avenge Junior Brother Tianyuan!”

Qian Wenxin shook his head, “There’s no hurry for that, I have called you here for another matter!”

“The True Immortal Relics of Bafang Mountain will soon appear in this world; this is the only opportunity in three hundred years to enter these relics. It is inconvenient for me to go, so you will go in my place!”

“Yes!” Bu Kongchan agreed without objection.

“Remember, the news has already spread! The ruler of Qianniao Kingdom and people from several surrounding martial sects will take action, you must be cautious in your actions!”

“Yes!” Bu Kongchan bowed her head, her eyebrows rising sharply like two swords, her eyes filled with a thick killing intent.

“Master, may I kill if necessary?”

Qian Wenxin smiled faintly, “I don’t know what situation lies within the relics, but if there are hidden treasures that appear, then do as you see fit!”

“Disciple understands!”

Qian Wenxin watched the retreating figure of Bu Kongchan and smiled with a touch of pride.

His disciple practiced the swordsmanship of the Metal of Geng, with the heaviest killing intent.

In terms of lethality, she was even not far behind him.

By sending her down the mountain, he was assured that the matter would be well taken care of.

At the same time, similar scenes were unfolding within various other sects.

And on the main road, Xue An was sitting in a hired carriage, travelling unhurriedly towards Bafang Mountain.

Another streak of light flew across the sky; Xue An knew that it must also be someone headed to Bafang Mountain.

At this moment, the driver of the carriage turned around somewhat anxiously and said, “Young man, in the past two days, there have been more and more cultivators on the road. Certainly, something big must have happened up ahead. I advise you, if it’s not necessary, better not to keep going forward!”

For ordinary folks like them, those trails of light in the sky were Immortals.

Xue An simply smiled, “No trouble, just keep driving your carriage as you are.”

Seeing that his warning was of no effect, the driver had no choice but to continue on the road with a worried heart.

The further they went, the busier the road became.

From time to time, cultivators could be seen passing by on towering Cornered Horses or Tiger Leopard Beasts.

Whenever this happened, the coachman would carefully pull the carriage over to the side of the road.

The cultivators would then survey the carriage with their cold gazes.

However, when they saw Xue An, who had no fluctuations of cultivation level and was also from the Hua Clan, they all snorted disdainfully and strode away.

Xue An didn’t get angry, he simply watched the cultivators’ retreating figures with a slight smile before continuing to rest lazily against the carriage.

But, unlike his indifference, the coachman was becoming more and more terrified the further they went.

The increasing number of cultivators on the road was clearly not a good sign.

To commoners like him, these cultivators were exalted Immortals with the power of life and death in their hands, and killing him was as meaningless as crushing a bug.

But the carriage fee Xue An had offered was a sum he couldn’t refuse, so, with no other choice, he continued to bravely press forward.

As they trekked on that day, they weren’t too far from Bafang Mountain by now, and could faintly see the majestic peaks in the distance, as well as the outline of Bafang City at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, Xue An called out to him, “Stop!”

The coachman quickly brought the Cornered Horse to a halt at the side of the road.

“Young man, what’s the matter?”

“Wait here for me a moment!”

With that, Xue An got off the carriage and with a few leaps, he disappeared from sight.

The coachman stood there gaping.

He never expected that this amiable young man would be so agile.

Xue An had just sensed through his Divine Sense that there were people fighting in the forest by the road, and out of curiosity, he went over to have a look.

When he got close to the site of the incident.

Indeed.

In a clearing within the forest, two groups of people were fighting viciously.

One group consisted of several young men and women who were surrounded and had already suffered injuries.

The ones surrounding them were a gang of men dressed in black.

The leader of the men in black sneered, “Is this all the prowess the heirs of the Fuming Fortress possess? You still aim to explore the True Immortal Relics? You truly don’t know the meaning of death!”

One of the besieged women snorted angrily, “Sect of the Vicious Spirit, you despicable lot, how dare you ambush us! Aren’t you afraid that once my father finds out, he’ll annihilate your sect?”

“Hehe, you think your Fuming Fortress has what it takes to extinguish my sect? Let me tell you, since we’ve ensnared you today, don’t even dream of getting out alive! I will extract your souls and turn your bodies into puppets, and your souls into vicious spirits! Hahahaha!”

The laughter stopped abruptly, for Xue An had already leapt into the fray.

“Who is this?” The leader of the Sect of the Vicious Spirit was initially taken aback, but upon seeing Xue An, he sneered even more.

“A mere member of the Hua Clan wishing to meddle in others’ affairs? Scram! Otherwise …”

“Otherwise what?” Xue An asked with a faint smile.

“Otherwise, I will make your lowly Hua Clan …” The leader wanted to continue his threat.

But upon hearing the word ‘lowly,’ Xue An’s eyebrows rose slightly, and he punched out directly.

The leader hardly took it seriously, thinking to block the punch casually.

But Xue An’s fist turned his arm to dust, and then it crashed into his head.

Boom.

The leader’s head was shattered by the punch, and his corpse fell to the ground.

Xue An simply said indifferently, “Noisy!”