Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 500 - 501: The Collaborator (4th Update)

Chapter 500: Chapter 501: The Collaborator (4th Update)

"If Sister Bai Xuan likes it, this king-grade Spirit Stone is my gift to Sister Bai Xuan,"

Chu Fengmian smiled casually as he handed over the king-grade Spirit Stone.

In any case, he had devoured countless amounts of Spiritual Power within the Spiritual Spring, amassing over two thousand such Spirit Stones.

He hardly cared about parting with just one.

"No need, this opportunity also belongs to you. To achieve your current strength, who hasn’t had their fair share of opportunities? I’m not so destitute as to need your possessions."

Upon seeing Chu Fengmian’s gesture, Bai Xuan smiled back casually.

"Let’s go, I estimate they have already arrived."

Having said that, Bai Xuan led Chu Fengmian to the largest teahouse on Starry Sky Peak.

"Miss Bai Xuan has arrived."

As they entered the teahouse, they saw two young men seated inside.

The two young men, one exuding surging water energy, was clearly a Martial Artist who practiced water-themed Cultivation Techniques, while the other, immersed in peerless Sword Intent, was evidently a Sword Cultivator.

Both were at the ninth level of Divine Power, their strength not inferior to Bai Xuan’s, and even that Sword Cultivator seemed a bit more powerful than Bai Xuan.

In terms of strength, they were already much more formidable than a first-level death-realm Martial Artist.

Such power clearly stemmed from significant backgrounds.

"This is Sikong Xuan, a genius from the powerful Martial Arts family of the Sikong clan in the northern regions, unparalleled in strength and above me,"

Bai Xuan informed Chu Fengmian through a concealed transmission upon seeing the two.

This Sikong Xuan was that very Sword Cultivator, whose Sword Intent obviously reached an exceedingly high level.

"People from the Sikong family."

Chu Fengmian’s gaze conveyed gravitas; the Sikong family was a renowned power in the northern realms.

While not as famous as Beimang Academy and maintaining a low profile, its Martial Artists were by no means weak.

In the Martial Arts families ranking, the Sikong family was near the top, but due to the scarcity of family heirs, they could not directly confront the Beimang Academy.

However, it was rumored that among the Sikong clan were high-level death-realm Martial Artists and even those who surpassed it, which was why Beimang Academy generally did not provoke the Sikong family needlessly.

"And this is Lin Mu, an Inner Sect Disciple of our Beimang Academy, ranked sixth on the land list,"

Bai Xuan spoke again in a silent transmission.

"The matter of the Ancient Dragon Emperor’s hideout was actually discovered by us together, but I’m not well-acquainted with these two, so you should be a bit cautious,"

Bai Xuan couldn’t help but remind him.

She had no grudges with Chu Fengmian, and furthermore, with Chu Fengmian’s clear-cut personality, Bai Xuan had always treated him well, so he certainly wouldn’t repay kindness with enmity.

But these two were different; individuals like Chu Fengmian were rare, and with a great opportunity at hand, the likelihood that these two might turn on him was very high.

Thus, Bai Xuan felt it necessary to provide this warning here.

Among Martial Artists, true friends were exceedingly rare, and many were merely utilising each other, forming alliances for mutual benefit that would quickly crumble once interests clashed.

"Mm."

Chu Fengmian nodded.

Although he wouldn’t act in betrayal, he was well aware of the need for vigilance.

Even with Bai Xuan, he couldn’t place complete trust, let alone these two.

"Bai Xuan, is he the reinforcement you called for?"

The Beimang Academy Disciple Lin Mu scrutinized Chu Feng with a sneer and said.

"If I’m not mistaken, this person is the king of the newcomers for this term, right? A mere outer sect disciple with a fourth level of Divine Power realm. Such a person struggles in the Sea of Void, and you’re taking him to the Ancient Dragon Emperor’s hideout—isn’t that asking for death?"

Lin Mu raised an eyebrow and stated.

"The Ancient Dragon Emperor’s hideout is exceedingly dangerous, far more so than the Sea of Void. Bai Xuan, you’ve witnessed the dangers yourself. Taking him along will be nothing but a burden,"

Bai Xuan listened to Lin Mu’s words and calmly responded,

"I’m well aware of the myriad dangers in the Ancient Dragon Emperor’s hideout. This Chu Fengmian is a formidable ally; his strength is at least among the top ten of the land list."

"Top ten on the land list?"

Lin Mu was visibly surprised by her words.

"He’s merely at the fourth level of Divine Power realm, being crowned newcomer king surely means his strength isn’t bad, but reaching the top ten of the land list isn’t that easy. Are you joking?"

The top ten of the land list were eminent figures of the inner sect, many of whom had toiled in cultivation for decades or even a century to ascend to that position.

Like Bai Xuan and Lin Mu, a minority reached the top ten after many years of arduous cultivation.

Now, for Bai Xuan to claim Chu Fengmian, a newcomer, was within the top ten of the land list was too much for Lin Mu to believe.

"Lin Mu is right; it’s not that we distrust Miss Bai Xuan, but for a kid with a fourth level of Divine Power realm to expect to be on equal footing with us is indeed laughable,"

Sikong Xuan also stood up, speaking coldly.

"Strength isn’t something you can just talk up. To be in the top ten of the land list, you at least need to show your own power."

"Schow strength? Brother Sikong, you’d better be careful!"

At Sikong Xuan’s words, Chu Fengmian scoffed and suddenly, he condensed the ancient blood of the War Dragon, transforming it into the power of the War Dragon!

"BOOM!"

Suddenly, the War Dragon’s Claw took shape, but Chu Fengmian had condensed it to the size of an arm, not as truly massive as it might otherwise be.

It became like his right hand and, without delay, he launched an attack towards Sikong Xuan.

"Sword!"

Confronted by the incoming War Dragon’s Claw, Sikong Xuan cried out and unsheathed his sword in a swift motion, slashing at it.

"BANG!"

The two forces collided and, for a moment, they were evenly matched until the power of the War Dragon’s Claw slowly overcame Sikong Xuan’s Sword Edge.

The moment the Claw overpowered Sikong Xuan’s Sword Edge, Chu Fengmian retracted his power, dissipating it completely.

"This sword strike had only a third of my power. Since you could overcome my third of strength, your power is at least within the top twenty of the land list. As for the top ten, it’s not an impossibility,"

Sikong Xuan said coldly.

"Such strength is barely enough to be considered our equal."

"Since Miss Bai Xuan has chosen him, there’s no need for doubts,"

Having finished speaking, Sikong Xuan sat back down and continued to sip the tea on the table.

Sikong Xuan’s words were brimming with self-confidence, implying that with full power, defeating Chu Fengmian would be effortless.

It was merely out of respect for Bai Xuan that he reluctantly agreed.

A third of his power? Barely enough?

Hearing this, Chu Fengmian inwardly scoffed repeatedly.

The power he had just displayed was less than one-tenth of his true strength.