Unsheathed

Chapter 366 (2): The Sword Spirit Travels North, While Zuo You Goes South

Chapter 366 (2): The Sword Spirit Travels North, While Zuo You Goes South

After inspecting the old maidservant's condition, Fu Qi was shocked to discover that her bonded flying sword had been destroyed. However, he didn't reveal this to anyone, merely declaring that the old maidservant had suffered some injuries that had to be treated.

Fu Nanhua cast his gaze toward the city wall, where Chen Ping'an was already nowhere to be seen, and he couldn't help but wonder if Chen Ping'an had died somewhere in the outer city or if he had somehow managed to survive this ordeal.

Fu Donghai and Fu Chunhua exchanged another glance with each other.

The two of them were still not willing to give up their claim over the position of city lord just yet, and from that perspective, the condition that the old maidservant was in was certainly not good news.

"Should I send someone to look for Chen Ping'an and Zheng Dafeng?" Fu Nanhua asked.

Fu Qi shook his head in response.

"There's no point in doing that now. Our top priority is to find out exactly what happened and why Du Mao suddenly disappeared. Turn the carriage around; we'll enter the city from the southern gate as opposed to the eastern one."

The most flabbergasted person of all was Du Yan, the direct lineal descendant of Du Mao. He was still standing atop the city wall, looking on with a dumbstruck expression, unable to think of where Du Mao could've possibly gone.

Du Yan's wife was very mediocre when it came to cultivation aptitude, but she was much calmer than the Golden Core Tier Du Yan, and she said, "Ancestor Du Mao is a dominant force to be reckoned with even on Parasol Leaf Continent, so there's no way that anything could've happened to him on the tiny Eastern Treasured Vial Continent."

Du Yan nodded as he latched onto her hand and smiled as he said, "My apologies for losing my composure. Once this is all over, our Parasol Leaf Sect will use Old Dragon City as a springboard to cast our net northward, roping in all of the immortal sects of Eastern Treasured Vial Continent.

“All those who submit themselves to our Parasol Leaf Sect will thrive, while those who oppose us will meet their demise. When that time comes, I'll be responsible for overseeing one of the routes, while you will become the leader of the Ding Clan. In the future, the Fu Clan and the Ding Clan will be the only two major clans of Old Dragon City."

The woman smiled in response.

The Ding, Fang, and Hou Clans had all sent out elders to intercept and kill Zheng Dafeng. This was a spur of the moment arrangement made by the Fu Clan.

As a result, the three clans were caught completely off guard. If they had been given more time to prepare, then they would've set up three blockades, one outside the city, one in the outer city, and one in the inner city. That would've been a much more discreet way of doing things that wouldn't have left any traces behind. Instead, they had been forced to take a more rushed and disorganized approach.

Previously, the four major clans had banded together to fight against the Fu Clan, but after Sun Jiashu of the Sun Clan and Du Yan of the Ding Clan pledged their allegiance to the Fu Clan, the Fang and Hou Clans had no choice but to accept this arrangement and do whatever was asked of them by the Fu Clan. Even if they were going to be reduced to servants of the Fu Clan, that would at least be better than being completely eradicated altogether.

The young man from the Fang Clan who was the culprit behind all of this still hadn't realized that something had gone wrong, and he was still planning out the celebratory banquet that he was going to throw once he returned to the city.

After a brief discussion between the decision-makers of the three clans, they decided to follow the Fu Clan to the southern city gate. As for the elders behind them that had been sent out to intercept Zheng Dafeng, they would be given free rein for now, and it was presumed that they would return to the city once they had claimed Zheng Dafeng's head.

Fan Junmao woke up atop the sea of clouds, and sure enough, her cultivation base had fallen to the Golden Core Tier.

However, not only was she not resentful at all, she burst into hearty laughter. She took a glance down at the route leading to the Dragon Scaling Platform to discover that there were still some battles taking place.

Her brows furrowed slightly upon seeing this, and she clasped one hand over her own heart, then extended the middle and index fingers of her other hand before pointing downward a few times.

Several pillars of light descended from the sea of clouds, and due to the fact that she was drawing upon the power of the sea of clouds, these attacks from Fan Jumao weren't inferior to those of the average Nascent Tier cultivator.

At this point, the elders of the Fang, Hou, and Ding Clans had already suffered severe casualties, so there were only five or six of them left, and all of a sudden, their heads were pierced through by beams of light shooting down from above.

Only one of the Fan Clan's coach drivers still remained, while Lu Baixiang and Wei Xian were still alive as well.

Lu Baixiang's entire body was drenched in blood, while Wei Xian was relatively more unscathed.

As for Zhu Lian and Sui Youbian, they had fallen in battle.

Lu Baixiang retrieved Sui Youbian's Deep Infatuation, then plunged the sword into the hearts of the fallen elders from the three clans one after another, and only after that did he enter the carriage.

He had thought that he had spoken too quietly for the Scholarly Sage to hear him, but that was clearly not the case as the Scholarly Sage immediately retrieved the branch that was drifting away on the surface of the sea.

A look of despair appeared on the young Daoist priest's face as he stood up and extended his palms out, bracing himself for another beating.

It was just an ordinary little branch, but in the hands of the Scholarly Sage, it was no less powerful than a sword immortal's flying sword!

The Scholarly Sage cast his gaze toward the southwest, then tossed the branch aside and gave the young Daoist priest a slap on the head as he grumbled, "Piss off! Don't go causing any more trouble from now on, you hear me?"

The giant golden gourd drifted away into the distance, and all of a sudden, the young Daoist priest began wiggling his bottom at the Scholarly Sage in a provocative fashion while also sticking out his tongue and making a face.

The Scholarly Sage lifted a finger, and the branch immediately flew up into the air to pierce into one of the young Daoist priest's buttcheeks with unerring accuracy.

The young Daoist priest plucked out the branch and tossed it aside, then hopped up and down in pain as he hurriedly sped away atop his Sword Nurturing Gourd.

As he did so, he wiped the tears from his face, then yelled in a furious voice, "How could you humiliate me like this?! You're no brother of mine!"

The branch doubled back and pierced into his other buttcheek.

Only after that did the Scholarly Sage let the young Daoist priest off the hook and departed toward the southwest.

Before long, he crossed paths with a certain swordsman flying toward Old Dragon City, and he jumped up with a furious expression to slap the swordsman on the forehead.

One slap wasn't enough either; he slapped the swordsman on the head over and over again as he yelled, "You useless piece of trash! I can excuse you for not saving Little Qi because you were far away and didn't know what was happening in Jewel Small World, but what were you doing just now when your junior brother was about to be killed right under your nose?

“All you do is practice your sword techniques all day long. What's the fucking point?! You screwed over Little Ping'an twice already, do you know that? The first time was when your presence affected his mental state, and the second time was when you gave him that twelfth-tier demon core without considering any of the consequences.

“Little Ping'an came this close to dying because of you! Have you heard of Du Mao? He's a shameless Ascension Tier old fart, and he went after Little Ping'an in person in Old Dragon City! Your junior brother is only a fifth-tier martial artist right now, yet Du Mao personally went after him, do you understand?!

“He wasn't taking part in the Great Li Empire's plans on behalf of his sect or probing Divine Lord Yang, that's all bullshit! His goal was to kill Little Ping'an!"

In the face of others, including that young Daoist priest and those two Confucian cultivators from earlier, the Scholarly Sage always made sure to rein in his temper a little, no matter how enraged he truly was. However, he wasn't holding back at all in the presence of this swordsman.

The swordsman remained completely still, allowing the Scholarly Sage to slap him on the head over and over again without dodging or retaliating.

The Scholarly Sage continued to slap him as he yelled, "Where were you all this time? You pissed off to who-knows-where! What a free-spirited man you are, huh, Zuo You? Qi Jingchun could never be like you, nor could your junior brother! No one can be as free-spirited as you are! If you give so little of a crap about everyone else, then why don't you just fuck off and ascend?!"

Zuo You continued to stand still on the spot, taking the beating in silence.

This was the first time he had ever seen his teacher so angry and disappointed.

Zuo You had been by the Scholarly Sage's side back when the latter was forced to imprison himself in the Forest of Virtue, and even then, he had remained as cheerful as ever, completely unfazed by his circumstances.

Even after his statues were removed from Confucian temples and smashed into pieces, he wasn't bothered at all.

That wasn't just a cheerful act that he was putting on. Instead, he was truly unbothered by all of that, and Zuo You knew that his teacher wasn't the type of person who would put on a false cheerful facade for anyone.

"What should I do, Teacher?" Zuo You asked with a calm expression.

"Oh, so you finally remember that I'm your teacher? You saw how I dealt with the mountain gods of Middle Earth Divine Continent's Five Mountains all those years ago, didn't you? You have a sword, don't you? Go after him! Go fuck his mom! Do something!"

Zuo You nodded in response before flying away atop his flying sword, parting the sea with his tremendous sword qi along the way.