Chapter 525 - Swordsman Yan’s Scheme, Sect Leader, I’m Definitely Going To Become An Emperor

Chapter 525: Swordsman Yan’s Scheme, Sect Leader, I’m Definitely Going To Become An Emperor

“Precious lives might be lost if one happens to be on the wrong side.”

Jian Changfeng uttered coldly.

Everyone started to have a weird look upon hearing what he said. Their gazes danced back and forth between Chu Kuangren and Jian Changfeng as they tried to figure out what he meant.

Was there a grudge between Chu Kuangren and the Sword Tribe?!

“If I’m not mistaken, Chu Kuangren, you must be the one who snatched the Frosted-Core Snow Lotus and killed the Sima Clan Leader and others at the Heavenly Pool Mountain. Am I right?”

“Yup. That’s me.” Chu Kuangren nodded slightly with a playful smile.

He had already activated his Eye of Revelation by then and fully interpreted Jian Changfeng’s information.

Jian Changfeng was a top-notch sky-pride from the Sword Tribe, skilled in both swordsmanship and guqin music, combat strength equivalent to a top-tiered Sage Ruler’s level…

He was not bad for a top-notch sky-pride, but unfortunately, he was far from being a threat to Chu Kuangren.

Hence, Chu Kuangren was curious to find out what he was going to do.

“Your name has been listed in the Sword Tribe’s blacklist. I suggest you watch your back from now on.”

After that, Jian Changfeng turned into a streak of light and flew away.

Although he was a top-tiered sky-pride, he knew he was not a match for Chu Kuangren after witnessing the latter’s combat strength.

The reason he came forward was to warn the Ji clan, Melodious Void Sect, and other orthodoxies.

Chu Kuangren had also seen through Jian Changfeng’s ploy, but he could not help but admit that this move was quite effective.

Now, the forces, organizations, and guqin cultivators that had wanted to form good relations with Chu Kuangren immediately changed their minds upon learning that he had a grudge with the Sword Tribe. Everyone began to distance themselves from it.

The enthusiasm earlier was replaced by a sense of unfriendliness.

Some even looked at Chu Kuangren as if he was a dead man walking.

Having incurred the wrath of the Sword Tribe in the Emperor Road, Chu Kuangren was as good as dead to them.

“Brother Chu, you can forget about what I told you earlier. My Seven Chord Guqin Association shall have nothing to do with you.”

The Phantasmic Melody Sect Master uttered. Then, she looked at the Springtime Lightning in his grasp and said, “As for this Emperor Weapon, we’ll need you to…”

“What about it? You want to have it back now?”

Chu Kuangren interrupted the Phantasmic Melody Sect Master in mid-sentence and commented playfully, “Didn’t the Guqin Association organize this Infinite Guqin Banquet to find a master for this Emperor Weapon? Now that you’ve done what you set out to do and this Emperor Weapon has deemed me as its master, you want it back? Do you even care what people will say due to this lack of trust you’re portraying? Does your association even care about its reputation?”

“You…”

The Phantasmic Melody Sect Master’s expression was a little unpleasant upon hearing Chu Kuangren’s words. However, she could not retort as well.

Not only could they not get the Emperor Weapon back, but they also could not defeat Chu Kuangren in a fight. There was nothing the Guqin Association’s three Presidents could do to Chu Kuangren at all.

“Hmph!”

The Phantasmic Melody Sect Leader snorted and left.

On the other hand, the Melodic Void Sect Master looked at Chu Kuangren with regret. “What a shame for such a great guqin genius to have offended the Sword Tribe.”

She was already thinking about ways to sever their relationship with Chu Kuangren and steer clear from him.

…

After leaving the Seven Chord City, Jian Changfeng arrived at a nearby mountain range.

Suddenly, a strange ripple appeared within the void.

Upon detecting something with his keen sense, he immediately drew a Boundary Emperor-grade sword and looked around his surroundings with a cold gaze. “Who is it? Show yourself!”

“Tsk tsk. You’re no doubt the direct descendant of the Fourth Elder. I can’t believe you managed to sense my presence.”

A dark shadow soon appeared beside Jian Changfeng.

That person in black robes was emanating a creepy and evil intent.

Jian Changfeng noticed that the surrounding temperature had decreased rapidly upon that person’s appearance.

“The Shadow Swordsmen?!”

Jian Changfeng immediately identified the figure standing before him. That person was from the strongest and most secretive task force of the Sword Tribe, the Shadow Swordsmen!

“That’s right. I’m Swordsman Yan of the Shadow Swordsmen.”

“What is the matter? Why did you suddenly appear before me?” Jian Changfeng sheathed his sword and asked.

“To be honest, I require your assistance with a small matter I’m dealing with.”

“Oh, it’s not every day the Shadow Swordsmen come to me for help. This is indeed interesting. Let’s hear it.”

“It’s about Chu Kuangren…”

…

After the Infinite Guqin Banquet ended, Chu Kuangren returned to the Melodious Void Sect.

However, the Melodious Void Sect Master came to find him as soon as he returned.

“What’s the matter, Sister Lin? I’ve only just returned, and here you are, wanting to see me.”

Chu Kuangren looked at the Melodious Void Sect Master and chuckled. Since her first name was Lin, he addressed her as Sister Lin.

“Brother Chu, I’ve come to request you and your Black Heaven Sect disciples to leave the Melodious Void Sect immediately.”

The Melodious Void Sect Leader went straight to the point with her intentions.

Standing beside her, Yang Xiyun’s expression changed slightly. “Honorable Teacher…”

“Xiyun, do not interfere with this.”

Yang Xiyun was just about to say something when Melodious Void Sect Master interrupted her.

Chu Kuangren was not surprised at what the Melodious Void Sect Leader said. In fact, he looked as if he had expected this to happen.

“What a shame. I originally wanted to take this chance to build a good relationship with Sister Lin. Perhaps we might even be in-laws in the future.”

“I’m afraid there is no chance of this happening anymore.”

The Melodious Void Sect Master looked coldly at Murong Xuan next to him. “He’s not worthy to be a son-in-law of my Melodious Void Sect.”

“Honorable Teacher! Why are you treating Brother Murong and the others like this? What have they done to deserve this?”

Yang Xiyun could not help but ask loudly.

“Their biggest mistake is incurring the wrath of the Sword Tribe!” The Melodious Void Sect Leader uttered coldly.

“The Sword Tribe, huh? Is the Sword Tribe that big of a deal?”

“Foolish child, not even ten of our Melodious Void Sects combined could even compare to the Sword Tribe’s background and foundation. The moment you become their target, no one will be able to protect you for long.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiyun looked at Murong Xuan with a helpless and worried expression.

With one side being her and beloved and the other being the sect and Honorable Teacher that guided her, she found herself in a dilemma, caught between the affairs of both sides.

“Xiyun, the Sword Tribe is a very powerful sect. The Melodious Void Sect is only doing this to protect you and your sect. It’s alright. I can understand her intentions.”

Murong Xuan looked at Yang Xiyun and consoled her.

“It’s great that you can understand the position we’re in. I will not trouble you as well. Seeing that you once saved Xiyun’s life, here’s a hundred kilograms worth of soul emblem as a sign of my gratitude. Please take it and leave.”

The Melodious Void Sect Master took out a Yin and Yang ring.

Her intentions were as clear as day by then. ‘Take this pile of soul emblems, break up with my disciple, and never return here again.’

“I saved Xiyun out of my own accord without hoping for any reward. Please, Sect Master, I will not accept the soul emblems. Please keep them.”

“Hmph. You can take the high road for all I care.”

The Melodious Void Sect Master snorted. From her perspective, Murong Xuan was only a sky-pride from the outside world, so how could he not require more soul emblems?

A hundred kilograms of soul emblems was quite a huge asset in the Emperor Road.

In the outside world, it was worth ten billion top-tier soulstones.

“It’s just some soul emblems. There’s no shortage of resources like these in my Black Heaven Sect, but thank you for your concern, Sister Lin.”

Chu Kuangren stepped forward and said without even batting an eye to that Yin and Yang ring. Then, he left the place with Shang Qingxue.

Murong Xuan and Yang Xiyun exchanged several glances, clearly reluctant to leave each other.

“Trust me, Xiyun. I shall overcome every challenge in my way and return to your arms when I succeed!”

Murong Xuan took a deep breath and said with determination.

After that, he turned around and left with Chu Kuangren and Shang Qingxue.

Along the way, Murong Xuan did not speak much. He seemed like he was overwhelmed by the sadness of parting with Yang Xiyun.

“What’s the matter? Having trouble with a little setback?” Chu Kuangren questioned with a frown as he could not stand his behavior any longer.

At that time, Murong Xuan raised his head, looked towards the end of the Emperor Road, and spoke with grit, “Sect Leader, I’m definitely going to be an Emperor!!”