SFS Chapter 191 The Man in Black
Chapter 191 The Man in Black
"Let's do it!"
"You can't kill me. I am the disciple of Elder Shen, a seventh-level alchemist of the Tianyi Sword Sect."
The man was covered in blood, his robes were tattered, his hair was disheveled, his lips were stained with blood, and his hand holding the long sword was trembling. Facing a group of men in black, he couldn't help but back away.
"We're killing people like you who hold a lot of resources. Once we kill you, your resources will be ours. Hurry up and do it, someone's coming soon."
"It's great that they're here. Kill as many as they come, and all the resources will be ours."
"Get lost! You want to die, don't drag me down with you!"
"What do you mean?"
The leader roared, "The elders said that after killing them, we should grab what we want and run. These big sects will leave a trail of enemies if we kill one."
"Yes, Captain! Let's do it!"
Knowing they wouldn't let him go, the man channeled all his spiritual power: "Since that's the case, let's all die together."
"Not good! He's going to blow himself up!"
"Quickly, stop him!"
The men in black, swords in hand, charged toward the man.
The man increased the speed at which he circulated his spiritual energy, but suddenly his body seemed to deflate, and he could no longer gather his spiritual energy.
What's going on? Why can't I even take someone down with me before I die?
"Save two alive, kill the rest."
A clear, ethereal voice rang in the man's ear.
A woman, like a goddess, stood before him, shielding him from all murderous intent.
Her slender figure and unfathomable cultivation level made people look up to her.
"Yes, Senior Sister Chen!"
Only then did the man realize that the woman was wearing the Lingyun Sect's robes. In the blink of an eye, only two of the men in black remained, severely injured on the ground, while the others were lifeless, killed with a single sword strike.
"Thank you, fellow Daoists of Lingyun Sect. I am Lu Jue of Tianyi Sword Sect."
"No need to be polite. I've already notified Jin Zhilin to come pick you up. You should focus on healing your injuries first."
Seeing that the others showed no sign of leaving, Lu Jue swallowed some pills and began meditating to heal his injuries.
The Lingyun Sect disciples surrounded him, and Chen Miao stared into the distance, seemingly lost in thought.
Soon, Jin Zhilin arrived with his men from nearby.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chen."
"It's nothing. I just hope that when members of the Tianyi Sword Sect encounter disciples of our Lingyun Sect asking for help, they can lend a hand."
"Of course! Now that the Tianyi Sword Sect and the Lingyun Sect are cooperating, we should naturally help each other."
"Saving lives is the priority. We'll go first. You can interrogate these two."
Thank you!
Watching Chen Miao and the others disappear into the distance, Jin Zhilin said, "Bring them here."
Soon two men in black appeared in front of him, and he noticed that their breathing was gradually weakening.
"Tell me, which faction do you belong to?"
The leader struggled to open his eyes and shook his head.
"I told you, I told you, could you please spare my life?"
"can!"
"The Temple of the God of Wealth!"
"How...how...could you?"
The leader in black was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Jin Zhilin snorted coldly: "Do you think I believe you or not? Hmm?"
“I’m telling the truth… I swear.”
Seeing that his expression didn't seem fake, Jin Zhilin signaled to release the man.
"Junior Brother Lu, come here, let's settle our score!"
Lu Jue plunged his sword into the chest of the leader of the men in black, and only withdrew the sword after the man had stopped breathing.
"Senior Brother Jin, what is your cultivation level?"
"Yes, I was selected by a mysterious organization and underwent special training for a period of time, which improved my cultivation level."
"So what is your current cultivation level?"
"Mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm!"
"The middle stage of becoming a god..."
Lu Jue almost bit her tongue: "What kind of organization is yours? It's not some kind of evil organization, is it?"
"roll!"
"My dear Senior Brother Jin, could you please ask if that organization still needs anyone?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Senior Brother Jin, do you think I'm any good?"
Lu Jue pulled the person aside and said obsequiously, "Given our relationship, could you please give me a recommendation?"
"No need! We have enough people!"
This was the consensus reached by the three Supreme Elders after discussion.
No one knows the selection criteria.
Anyway, with their current strength, the lowest cultivation level among them is at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, so not many people can catch them.
This skill protects the paint fan and also prevents trouble.
It's also a way of building momentum for a possible future day.
Tu Shan is still unaware that he has inexplicably become the leader of a mysterious organization.
How many people are in your organization right now?
"Twelve people."
"Only twelve? Then your cultivation level must be the highest, right?"
No, it's second to last.
"What? Second to last? You're not kidding me, are you?"
The people from Tianyi Sword Sect were so shocked they were speechless.
"If I remember correctly, the last time we met was two years ago?"
"Ok!"
"Two years ago, your cultivation level was the same as mine, at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, right?"
"Correct!"
"So this mysterious organization raised your cultivation to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm in just two years."
"No, it's a year, with six months for assessment and six months for consolidation."
Jin Zhilin shook his head and explained in great detail.
There was no other way; it was a unanimous decision made by the three Supreme Elders.
Use these ten as targets to draw the attention of the forces that are plundering and killing talented disciples, and then expose the person behind them.
"Old Jin! You're not kidding me, are you? It only took a year?"
Do I look like someone who's joking?
Jin Zhilin spoke with utmost seriousness.
"Doesn't seem like it!" Lu Jue slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered: "You said this mysterious organization has a total of twelve people, so how many of you were selected this time?"
Ten!
"Ten? You're second to last, so the first place must be at least at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, right?"
Jin Zhilin shook his head: "Late stage of fusion."
A group of people gasped in shock.
"Late stage of Fusion? I... I didn't hear that right, did I?"
"no!"
Seeing that Jin Zhilin answered every question he asked, Lu Jue became even more enthusiastic.
"Do you know all ten of you together?"
"Ok!"
"So you know this late-stage Fusion Realm cultivator too?"
Jin Zhilin gave him a look that said, "Are you stupid?" and told him to figure it out for himself.
"What kind of look is that? If it were you, and you suddenly found out, you'd probably be even more excited than I am."
Jin Zhilin: Of course I was excited, I was so excited I was stunned.
"Do I recognize any of these ten people?"
“Yes, Chen Miao, who just saved you, was one of them, as were my master, Senior Brother Jian Leng, and my junior brothers and sisters.”
"What? I know six out of ten? Good heavens! Why isn't one of them me?"
Lu Jue exclaimed in surprise.
"Senior Brother Jin, may I ask why all of them are people related to your master?"
"Yes, yes, that's a good question. Could Senior Brother Jin explain it?"
Others are also curious.
This inevitably raises suspicions of favoritism regarding the allocation of places.
"It's nothing. Do you all remember the strange phenomena in Snowmoon City two years ago?"
"Of course, some people are still talking about it, without finding out why."
“Master took us to an auction in Snowmoon City. We were all preparing to return to the sect when suddenly a strange phenomenon appeared in Snowmoon City. Master told the four of us to wait for him while he went to investigate alone.”