Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 162 - 92: I’m Not Even Qualified to Make Him Draw His Blade (Part 2)

Chapter 162: Chapter 92: I’m Not Even Qualified to Make Him Draw His Blade (Part 2)

Time flew by, and another day passed.

Instead of waiting for Divine Blade Sect to break the siege, the next thing we received was the order to advance up the mountain. After a massive firework exploded in the sky, Situ Ying emerged from his camp, drew his saber, and led the Demon Suppression Guards up the mountain.

From all sides, the army began to ascend, a murderous atmosphere spreading.

We advanced over a thousand meters, the encircling line grew smaller, yet we encountered no resistance until arriving at a courtyard.

Yu Chaosheng stood with his disciples in a large martial arts arena and lightly called out, "Leave Divine Blade Mountain, the Second Commander’s three-day deadline hasn’t yet passed. How dare you ascend the mountain?"

Situ Ying shouted back, "Enough nonsense! We know nothing of any three-day deadline, we’re merely executing military orders. You can either resist or retreat to the Sect Leader’s Hall and ask your sect leader if he intends to declare war."

Yu Chaosheng’s expression changed; the three-day time period hadn’t ended, but the Second Commander never said the army would remain inactive at the mountain’s base.

The Demon Suppression Bureau sought to shrink their lines, herding all Divine Blade Sect disciples to the Sect Leader’s Hall, making it easier to annihilate them once the fighting commenced.

Otherwise, if the sect managed to break through, the bureau’s defensive line, being so long, could easily be penetrated.

At this moment, he regretted not risking the breakout earlier on, as getting trapped in the Sect Leader’s Hall meant losing their advantage.

By his side, Che Jie, Zhuang Qinghua, and others had already placed their hands on their saber hilts, merely awaiting Yu Chaosheng’s order to break out.

"Retreat!"

Ultimately, Yu Chaosheng contemplated repeatedly before ordering the retreat.

"Master, you can’t!"

"This is our only chance, do you really want the entire sect to die together?"

The disciples like Che Jie shouted in protest.

Divine Blade Sect would never surrender the Sect Guardian Beast, an already established decision, hence returning war with the Demon Suppression Bureau was inevitable.

Since war was inevitable, why not fight now while we had the advantage, and a chance to break out?

If we waited till forced back to the Sect Leader’s Hall, any attempt to flee would become nearly impossible.

Seeing the armies drawing near while looking back at his disciples, Yu Chaosheng struggled internally. Was dying together really what they desired?

Not to mention others, Che Jie had potential to reach the Divine Realm, shouldn’t be sacrificed here.

Rebellion meant preserving the legacy, not dying together.

"Forgive me!"

Yu Chaosheng’s aura filled with terrifying Sword Intent, accompanied by the sound of sabers echoing around.

Li Chuyang, Qiu Du Yi approached, and some were prepared to shoot the Command Arrow at any moment.

Situ Ying’s eyes narrowed slightly: "Yu Chaosheng, do you really intend to act? The Second Commander has merely encircled you, no order has been given for extermination. Do you know the consequences of moving first?"

Yu Chaosheng shook his head: "Whether we live or die matters not anymore. Open a path for my disciples to descend the mountain, I’ll stay behind."

It wasn’t about him escaping, rather, he wanted to clear a path for his disciples behind him.

Zhang Xianlong mentioned that most sect disciples were nurtured from a young age, and beyond instilling loyalty, there were deep bonds between disciple and master.

Situ Ying remained tense: "We’re carrying out orders, no room for negotiation. You should strike, kill us, then your disciples may descend the mountain."

With Perfection Level Saber Intent and Yu Chaosheng’s Celestial Human Ninth Layer cultivation, he dared not be negligent.

Though they had the numbers, Yu Chaosheng’s seated disciples were Celestial Martial Artists, not to mention the demon Che Jie who was present.

"Then I shall kill you!"

Yu Chaosheng’s expression grew cold.

With a casual wave, a massive Sword Aura spanning dozens of meters slashed down, aiming to cleave Situ Ying in two.

At Celestial Human Ninth Layer and with his Saber Intent at Perfection, once killing intent arose, Situ Ying lacked even the strength to resist. Just as he was about to be sliced in half, a Qi and Blood Power-enhanced fist struck from the side.

The Sword Aura halted just above Situ Ying’s head before shattering.

Yu Chaosheng’s pupils contracted; though it was a casual strike, no mere Celestial Martial Artist could break it: "To counter my Sword Aura with Celestial Human Second Layer cultivation, only those with Horizontal Cultivation of Innate within the Demon Suppression Bureau possess such methods."

Behind him, disciples like Che Jie displayed shock.

Earlier, they mentioned Wei Fan’s arrival wouldn’t change much, not expecting that the demon had quietly advanced to the Body Refining Celestial Being, a speed of progress striking bewilderment.

And this only displayed his body refining cultivation, after reaching Horizontal Cultivation of Innate, his most formidable trait was the Supreme True Qi. In terms of true qi, his cultivation surely wasn’t limited to body refining alone.

So, Wei Fan’s True Power cultivation might be even higher.

Wei Fan stepped forward to confront Yu Chaosheng, his gaze electric: "Quit wasting time, if you want to fight, hurry up."

"You have no right to face my master, let me test you!"

Even before Yu Chaosheng spoke, the disciple behind him, Che Jie, couldn’t resist any longer. Both being geniuses, he naturally wanted to measure the prowess of Horizontal Cultivation of Innate.

He stepped around Yu Chaosheng, his saber drawn to his hand almost automatically.

In an instant, his Perfection Level Saber Intent surged wildly towards Wei Fan.

Che Jie was indeed slightly superior to Zhang Xianlong, though both had Perfection Realm Saber Intent, Che Jie’s Dantian True Power likely exceeded forty years, while Zhang Xianlong’s was only thirty. At an equal realm, Zhang Xianlong was no match for Che Jie.

His speed and blade were swift, nearly upon Wei Fan in a blink.

However, even being stronger than Zhang Xianlong, he merely matched Young Master Bai Xiang, whom Wei Fan had slain with two strikes. In his current state, it wouldn’t even take a move to finish Che Jie.

"That’s it?"

In Che Jie’s stunned state, Wei Fan’s fingers shot out like lightning, instantly seizing his saber and shattering the Sword Gang.

He didn’t even employ Sword Momentum, solely relying on his terrifying five-million-jin bodily power to prevent Che Jie’s saber from descending further.

"Such overwhelming power, such a terrifying physique!"

Che Jie was aghast, his Perfection Saber Intent couldn’t even break through Wei Fan’s palm.

Bang!

Wei Fan’s right foot stomped, sending Che Jie tumbling back faster than he arrived, his Protective True Power dissipating, blood spurting from his mouth.

Yu Chaosheng ascended to catch Che Jie, feeling a surging force from the disciple’s body, carrying him through the air for more than ten meters before halting their backward momentum.

Wow!

An uproar erupted all around; everyone stared in awe at Wei Fan, as the Divine Blade Sect’s demon Che Jie was swatted away like child’s play within a single round.

Che Jie, who once caused such a stir when he comprehended the Second Commander’s ultimate skill in the Stone Room of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Yet such a figure was crushed by someone who surpassed their level.

Those familiar with Wei Fan knew his most formidable skill was still his saber technique, yet Che Jie lacked even the qualification to see him draw his blade.

"I can’t believe I never even got him to draw his saber; what a monster Horizontal Cultivation of Innate is!"

Che Jie’s face turned ashen, all arrogance shattered in an instant.

"Thank you for sparing me!"

Yu Chaosheng set Che Jie down, knowing Wei Fan had no intent to kill, or else they’d have had no chance for rescue.

Wei Fan remained expressionless: "Do you still intend to break through? If you persist in your stubbornness, I won’t hold back again."

These people were given no panel to enhance, indicating they weren’t good, yet at least weren’t inherently evil. Attempting to break through was merely because they wanted to live, and thus, Wei Fan didn’t resort to lethal force, offering one chance.

Should they persist in folly, he’d show no further mercy.

Yu Chaosheng shook his head; though a Celestial Human Ninth Layer, he wasn’t much stronger than disciple Che Jie. Not to mention the group from the Demon Suppression Bureau, Wei Fan alone was enough to inspire despair, considering a breakout a joke.

Wei Fan’s fierce reputation was well-known to him, offering such a chance was extraordinary; if wasted, once his urge to kill was ignited, none would survive.

"All disciples, retreat to the Sect Leader’s Hall!"

The army continued advancing, as Yu Chaosheng and others supported Che Jie, starting to retreat.

This caused a collective sigh of relief; within the Demon Suppression Guards, there were those on good terms with Divine Blade Sect disciples, unwilling to escalate into real conflict.