Chapter 209 Leaving Green Mountains Behind

The villain!

Despicable person!

Shameless individual!

Aowu Jian kept cursing Qin Jun in his heart. They had agreed to cooperate, how could he be so heartless?

But more than anything, he felt helpless. He should have been more resolute and supported Qin Jun wholeheartedly, instead of just talking.

When Qin Jun entered the Luogandian, Aowu Jian had promised to protect him. However, once inside, he could only stand by and watch, unable to help. Although Qin Jun didn't hold it against him, he didn't feel any goodwill either.

Now, both of them were handling things from the perspective of the emperor, naturally disregarding personal feelings.

"Aowu Jian, you will not die a good death!"

"Aowu Jian, I curse you to never ascend to the throne!"

"Qin Jun, why not kill Aowu Jian? We would rather see you become the emperor!"

"Yes!"

The elders of the Divine Sword Hall were filled with resentment towards Aowu Jian, surpassing their hatred for Qin Jun in an instant. Qin Jun secretly smiled at this, while Aowu Jian's face darkened as if it could drip water.

Qin Jun pretended not to notice Aowu Jian's expression and smiled, "Except for Fei Yushu, everyone else must die!"

Li Yuanba immediately wielded the Golden Peng Divine Hammer and charged forward. The force was overwhelming, causing the elders of the Divine Sword Hall to pale and dodge one after another. They had claimed to be willing to die generously, but when death approached, their bodies showed their honesty.

Hong Haier also joined the fray. If Li Yuanba didn't transform into the Golden Winged Peng Bird, he would only have the cultivation of the Earth Immortal Realm, naturally not a match for the combined strength of these elders of the Divine Sword Hall.

What followed was a massacre, especially by Hong Haier. With every thrust of his Fire-Tipped Spear, a life was taken. The gap between the True Immortal Realm and the Earth Immortal Realm was insurmountable.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Hall watched with red eyes, but none dared to act rashly, as doing so would mean certain death.

"Aowu Jian, go to hell!"

The head of the Divine Sword Hall, Zhang Leiting, did not protect his fellow disciples, but instead advanced towards Aowu Jian. His figure was like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Aowu Jian, intending to end him with a single palm strike.

Aowu Jian sneered, in the Southern Zhuo Dynasty, he was only afraid of three people, and Zhang Leiting was not one of them.

Swish!

A flash of sword light, Aowu Jian raised his right hand high, holding a long sword that had appeared out of nowhere. In front of him, Zhang Leiting's expression froze, and in the next moment, blood spurted from his right shoulder, followed by his right arm being directly sent flying.

This scene made Qin Jun and the others squint. It was the first time they had seen Aowu Jian take action. Qin Jun didn't see his movements clearly, but Li Bai and Xiaotian Dog frowned, indicating that Aowu Jian was indeed extraordinary.

After a brief moment of shock, Zhang Leiting's face showed a fierce and grim expression. His left leg kicked out like lightning, extremely cunning. Aowu Jian was unable to react and was kicked away.

At the same time, Fei Yushu unleashed his Blood Lamp, shooting out blood-colored blade qi towards Aowu Jian. Aowu Jian hurriedly raised his sword to block, and as the sword shadows clashed with the blood-colored blade qi, explosions ensued, and a strong wind blew, causing the disciples of the Divine Sword Hall on the eaves to stagger. Qin Jun, protected by Li Bai and the others, naturally remained unaffected.

"Qin Jun, why don't you help me!" Aowu Jian called out urgently. He was confident in facing Zhang Leiting alone, but with Fei Yushu added, he would only be defeated. After all, Fei Yushu was also a veteran of the Earth Immortal Realm, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Qin Jun had to signal Sand Monk to take action. Sand Monk instantly appeared in front of Fei Yushu and struck out with a palm. Fei Yushu's pupils contracted, and he instinctively raised his arm to block, but it was in vain.

Bang!

Fei Yushu was sent flying by Sand Monk's palm, crashing into the wall behind him, raising a cloud of dust. This frightened Zhang Leiting, but he did not flee. Instead, he prepared to make a final strike against Aowu Jian with all his might.

Sand Monk naturally wouldn't let him succeed. Holding the Demon-Subduing Staff, he approached Zhang Leiting from behind and struck him with the staff. Zhang Leiting spat out blood and was sent flying, and Aowu Jian, who was watching nearby, felt his eyelids twitch.

In that moment, he sensed the scent of death from Sand Monk.

"Fortunately, I didn't make an enemy of Qin Jun."

Aowu Jian thought to himself, and the resentment he had towards Qin Jun just disappeared in an instant.

Li Yuanba and Hong Haier had already finished their battles. Several miserable bodies lay in front of the gate, and Sand Monk, like a grim reaper, was closing in on Zhang Leiting.

Qin Jun watched expressionlessly. Although these people had no direct enmity with him, once they got involved in the pursuit of interests, there was no need for reasons for enmity.

He was surprised to find that he felt no reluctance or guilt in his heart. He realized that he could kill without hesitation. He didn't feel anxious about this, but rather felt it was normal.

"The path of an emperor is always littered with bones, a world of the survival of the fittest!"

Qin Jun's eyes became firm. He was no longer the insignificant office worker from his previous life.

In the end, Zhang Leiting also met his death, being beaten to death by Sand Monk. He lay at the end of the street, his eyes wide open, unblinking.

A generation of strong individuals had fallen.

It was difficult to kill a strong Earth Immortal Realm expert, as they could even project their primordial spirit. However, he was facing Sand Monk, a transcendent existence at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm, so he didn't even have the chance to escape by projecting his primordial spirit.

"Let's go, to the Star Sect!"

Qin Jun said in a deep voice, and Aowu Jian naturally had no objections. The remaining disciples of the Divine Sword Hall were not worth his attention. With all the elders dead, the Divine Sword Hall had fallen to a low point, and it would be difficult for them to turn the situation around under his control.

"Wait! Just kill me!"

At that moment, a figure staggered out from the dust, covered in blood. It was Fei Yushu, with a determined look in his eyes.

Qin Jun turned and frowned at him. Fei Yushu had treated him well in the past, and coupled with his proud demeanor, Qin Jun had been willing to spare his life. He hadn't expected Fei Yushu to be so determined to die.

"Are you stupid? As long as there's a green mountain, there's no need to worry about firewood! Don't you want revenge?" Qin Jun scolded, exasperated. This left Tai Bai Jin Xing and the others speechless. It was so obvious what he meant. Couldn't he consider Fei Yushu's feelings?

Fei Yushu's mouth twitched, but he didn't speak, knowing that his words would be futile. Now, Qin Jun's word was law.

After being scolded by Qin Jun, a look of confusion appeared in Fei Yushu's eyes as he kept muttering to himself, "As long as there's a green mountain... no need to worry about firewood..."

Gradually, his eyes became brighter.

"Well said. I didn't expect Your Highness to have such literary talent," praised Li Bai.

Qin Jun rolled his eyes. Didn't that statement just prove that Li Bai had previously thought he lacked literary talent?

Well, he did lack it, but you didn't have to be so honest!

Just as Qin Jun was inwardly mocking, Fei Yushu suddenly knelt before him and earnestly exclaimed, "Thank you, Your Highness, for sparing my life!"

One word from "Your Highness" explained everything.

After that, Fei Yushu led the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect away, leaving Aowu Jian's eyelids twitching. He had heard of Fei Yushu's talent, and Qin Jun's actions undoubtedly established a formidable enemy for him.