Sword Aura to the Heavens
Chapter 194 - 190: The Furious Coachman

Chapter 194: Chapter 190: The Furious Coachman

A mob, nothing more.

Li Fan’s indiscriminate attack silenced the inn’s terrace for a moment, even the onlookers who had gathered to enjoy the drama froze in place.

Instantly, Li Fan’s image became more vivid in their minds.

Rumors had long circulated about Li Fan as a proud and unruly heir from an elite family—one who ordered his driver to punish others and enjoyed the company of a female Fox Demon.

Now, having arrived at this Yunlai Inn, with just a single remark, he’d managed to insult everyone present.

He didn’t single out one individual for disdain; no, it was everyone.

The image of an audacious and flamboyant scion emerged clearly in their minds.

The expressions of those seated around turned dark; Li Fan’s words had collectively shamed every single one of them. A new rogue appeared on the Green Cloud List.

These people glared at Li Fan, but he remained quietly seated, sipping tea from the cup on his table, utterly indifferent to the crowd staring him down.

"Today we gathered here to leisurely chat, and none of us have offended you. Yet your driver strikes so ruthlessly and you humiliate us verbally. Even if you made it onto the Green Cloud List, so what? Poor character, dull sword." A young man among them spoke coldly.

"No offense given?" Li Fan laughed as he shook his head, "How noble your character must be, gossiping about others behind their backs. Truly brings glory to Sword Cultivators."

"As for making it onto the Green Cloud List..." Li Fan looked at the man with curiosity and asked, "Did you make it onto the list? What rank are you?"

The man paused, looked at Li Fan, and responded, "No..."

"No?" Li Fan looked at him mockingly, "So being on the Green Cloud List isn’t a big deal, is it? Yet you aren’t even on it, and you have the nerve to criticize those who are? Do you even know how to write the word ’shame’?"

"You..."

The man’s face darkened as he grasped his sword, standing up and stepping forward. Sword Intent surged around him as he said, "Though I’m not on the Green Cloud List, I’m not so arrogant as you. I would gladly learn from you today."

*Bang.*

Huang Xiong saw the man step up and challenge Li Fan. Striding forward, he shouted loudly, "Defeat me, the driver, first, then say more!"

"I challenged him!" The man shouted angrily as Huang Xiong approached. He wasn’t ranked on the Green Cloud List, so losing to Li Fan wouldn’t disgrace him. But losing to Huang Xiong?...

This driver doesn’t follow the rules?

When Huang Xiong began to channel his Mystic Technique, his vitality surged. Qu Qingfeng had imparted this rare and difficult-to-cultivate Mystic Technique to him. While tough to master, it was perfect for Huang Xiong, allowing him to break through barriers, elevate his Martial Arts to the Heavenly Gang level, and lay the foundation for his next stage—the Golden Body.

The Sword Cultivator’s thoughts shivered, and swords began exploding out in deadly rows from his focus. Seeing Huang Xiong rushing toward him, he retreated immediately; based on prior experience, he didn’t dare engage him in close combat. He planned to create distance.

The flying swords struck Huang Xiong’s body, producing clear metallic ringing sounds without breaching his defense.

The Sword Cultivator manipulated his swords through the air. They lined up in front of him, glowing faintly gold.

*Boom.*

The inn’s roof quaked brutally, almost as if it might collapse. Huang Xiong leaped into the air with terrifying speed. His shout reverberated so forcefully that the Sword Cultivator felt his head splitting, his inner vitality trembling and churning.

Behind Huang Xiong, a vast phantom suddenly appeared. This towering figure, resembling Huang Xiong in form, radiated an aura of sacred majesty with armor-clad shoulders, holding an iron scepter in its right hand, while its left palm faced upward, creating an illusion of weightless support. Surrounding it was a crackling golden glow of thunderous lightning, giving Huang Xiong’s body a powerful surge of Mana.

"Martial Soul Golden Body."

The crowd was visibly shaken by this sight—it was the Martial Soul Golden Body, forged by cultivating oneself as the embodiment of a Martial Spirit and molding it with techniques and treasures to take shape.

This is a driver?

They felt their intelligence had been insulted.

Li Fan, too, was drawn by Huang Xiong’s display. He glanced in that direction.

He knew Huang Xiong’s cultivation of the Mystic Technique had caused transformations, strengthening his Martial Spirit. During the battle outside the Yun Meng Swamp, Huang Xiong had already activated fragments of his Martial Spirit, although at that time, it was still a prototype—not fully formed.

Later, Huang Xiong broke through with the Mystic Technique, finalizing his Martial Spirit. On their way out of Yun Meng City, the Old Blind Man had prepared a master ceremony for Huang Xiong, further aiding him in his progress.

Although Li Fan had recognized Huang Xiong’s extraordinary talent and innate Divine Power back at Yun Meng Swamp, his transformation still caught him by surprise: not only had his potential been unlocked, but he seemed utterly reborn.

The domineering sight stunned the Sword Cultivator whose expression changed drastically. Huang Xiong struck a blow from a distance, golden fist energy piercing through the void like a beam of light aimed at the opponent. A thunderous sound erupted as the Sword Cultivator swung his blade in an attempt to block the attack. Yet the defense was shattered, the golden blast forced past, striking him and sending blood splattering as his body was blasted backward.

As Huang Xiong’s body landed, the inn quaked once more, causing people on the lower level to curse, while others rushed up to witness the spectacle.

Huang Xiong began striding toward the Sword Cultivators. He asked, "Who’s next?"

The Sword Cultivators: "..."

This is a driver??

They suspected Huang Xiong and Li Fan were teaming up to mock them, purely to humiliate them.

What kind of driver forges a Martial Soul Golden Body, possesses Divine Power, and can ignore sword attacks as if they were meaningless?

It seemed to confirm the saying: while Sword Cultivators boast the most powerful offensive techniques among all types of Cultivators, individual strength still determines limits.

At this moment, a Martial Artist had managed to suppress multiple Sword Cultivators.

"If you intended to humiliate us, there was no need to claim that the man by your side is just a driver, was there?" Someone spoke coldly, addressing Zuo Tu. The impression was over the top.

"I truly am merely a driver—why would I need to fabricate that?" Huang Xiong said, "Why don’t you ask the inn’s waiter?"

Everyone: "..."

Li Fan: "..."

Brother Huang was clearly enjoying this performance a bit too much.

The Sword Cultivators fell into dead silence, realizing this fight had become untenable.

Facing Li Fan? Challenging a Green Cloud List Sword Cultivator? Normal outcomes. But Huang Xiong stood like an immovable wall—they couldn’t even break through...

"Brother Su, do you have nothing to say?" Li Fan then turned to Su Chen sitting quietly nearby. Despite everyone else acting, Su Chen remained composed and unperturbed.

"At the Lu Family gathering, I already lost to Brother Zuo—must Brother Zuo relentlessly pursue us even here? Do you insist on stepping over me to prove your strength, Brother Zuo?" Su Chen responded plainly, "If that’s your intent, the Green Cloud List has many higher-ranked Sword Cultivators. Perhaps Brother Zuo could challenge them instead."

Su Chen’s words painted Li Fan as unjustly cruel.

Li Fan chuckled. Su Chen’s posture made it seem as though the assassination had no connection to him, as if Li Fan had come purely to shame him.

Even if Su Chen hadn’t been the one who sent the assassin, his hosting the meetup here to gossip behind Li Fan’s back—including cutting remarks about Yue Qingqiu and Lu Yuan—was reason enough for him to feel unfit to let Su Chen off easily.

Huang Xiong strode toward Su Chen, but suddenly, a middle-aged figure appeared beside Su Chen. An unparalleled sharp aura locked onto Huang Xiong, forcing him to halt and look up at the newcomer.

"I already said we wouldn’t fight—Brother Zuo, must you persist in being so unreasonable?" Su Chen’s tone now sounded faintly bored. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Fan, "Or do you truly think I am one to be trifled with?"

As his words concluded, the middle-aged Sword Cultivator by his side unleashed a storm of Sword Aura so ferocious it swept across the entire area, locking onto Li Fan.

Still seated, Li Fan showed no reaction. But Yue Qingqiu, standing next to him, stepped forward to shield him. An intense cold emanation surged forth—the wine and tea cups across the terrace froze solid, frost even forming on people’s bodies. The whole area seemed poised for an icy entombment.

The clash of sharp Sword Aura against the biting frost created turbulent storms, leaving everyone on the terrace visibly strained.

"Five Realm Fox Demon?"

Eyes turned toward Yue Qingqiu. It seemed the rumors were true—Li Fan’s Fox Demon companion wasn’t just breathtakingly beautiful but also astonishingly powerful.

The assembly wondered: clearly, Zuo Tu must come from a noble family, but which clan exactly?

"A Demon?" The middle-aged Sword Cultivator glanced at Yue Qingqiu and mused, "Medicine Cleansing Lake? No, Medicine Cleansing Lake doesn’t usually produce Sword Cultivators."

If not Medicine Cleansing Lake, which elite clan kept Demons?

"Young Master Chen, this Demon Core must be excellent," the middle-aged man muttered to Su Chen, his mouth curling into a sharp sneer.

A Demon Core from a Five Realm Demon was valuable for cultivation purposes. Alas, his sword-based techniques didn’t complement ice-based powers—their attributes mismatched.

"Sir, your words are exaggerated. Such a lady—demon or not—is a flower too precious to crush." Su Chen smiled as he turned to Li Fan, saying, "Brother Zuo, though you and I have had some grievances, this is Chi Xiao City. Since we’re both Green Cloud List talents, let’s mind our reputations. Today, I won’t hold it against you."

He looked to the group and clasped his hands in farewell, "I’m sorry for dragging you all into this squabble today. This was my fault alone. If fate allows, I’ll compensate you properly next time. Let’s gather again another day."

"This isn’t Brother Su’s fault, but rather someone bullying too far. So be it—let us meet again another day." The crowd gradually echoed the sentiment and took turns bowing as they departed. Staying any longer seemed redundant.

When they had all left, Su Chen waved his hand, prompting the Sword Cultivator to withdraw their Sword Aura.

"Qingqiu," Li Fan spoke. Yue Qingqiu turned toward him. Li Fan smiled and said, "No rush."

Was she itching to interrogate him?

Hearing Li Fan’s words, Yue Qingqiu then returned to her seat.

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