Stuck in a Chinese novel-Chapter 416: Gang up...

"Kuah!!!"

"Run away!!!"

"Don't retreat!!! Fight to the Death!!!"

"Death to the evildoers!!!"

Screams of pain and terror, and screams of bravery and the will to die with honor, rang out at the same time as two different human instincts clashed against each other. One side couldn't help but want to flee as they watched the monster in the form of a man who tore through all of their defenses, and one said they wanted nothing more than to die whilst protecting the sacred place they were practically born in and raised in.

However, whether they were scared or full of honor, their assailant was only differentiated by two categories. One who was easy to kill, and the one who was very easy to kill. Those who fought back were killed, and those who ran away were killed even faster. In essence, their honor, pride, self-sacrifice, or the emotions completely opposite of that were regarded with the highest disregard.

Their attacker didn't care. All he wished to seek was their demise, and he got it without showing an ounce of mercy.

Finally, standing before a pile of corpses and the streams of blood, the assailant looked at the man who stood angered beyond the extreme point.

An old man who was also the sect master of the first-ranked sect of the Huanan Empire. The sect master of the Dragon Blood sect. They held power beyond measure, yet right now, the old man was the one who remained, while those around him, from the insignificant outer disciples to the core instructors and elders, everyone was dead.

Left, only the sect master who was undergoing seclusion training, he couldn't help but regret his decision. It was clear the invader came with proper information at hand. He chose the time to attack when the sect master was in seclusion training. He also knew how to disarm the defenses of the sect.

Considering the current circumstances, there were only two foes he could think of at the moment. The second-ranked sect and the third-ranked sect. The third rank was the most probable one because even among all the sects, there was only one lunatic who would disregard the military's and the empire's laws and regulations and attack them so openly.

"Was it Song Huan?" The old man asked as a golden sword emitting intense radiance appeared in his hand out of nowhere.

"..." However, the assailant remained silent. He didn't talk for a second, let alone for an extended period of time. There were no great villainous revelations like it was the norm.

As silence stretched across the field, the old man's anger only intensified as he spat, "Can't you show even a little honor after what you have done?"

The man in the biker suit and a black helmet with black glass still remained silent. However, even without seeing the eyes of the biker, the old man could feel the gaze the biker held underneath the helmet.

'Are you stupid?' was what he perceived. In the first place, it was stupid to even assume that someone who killed so many people, disregarding the fact that some of them surrendered while some of them showed the greatest of courage, was capable of possessing anything resembling the far-stretched branch of honor.

The biker simply took a step forward and disappeared from his spot while the old man was boiling with anger. However, just because he was boiling in anger didn't mean he was any weaker.

Tang!!!

Just one sound but an exchange of at the very least twenty attacks. The speed and accuracy of those attacks were far beyond the point of normal, but even among those attacks, the old man showed no signs of breach. The attacks were formed with a scary accuracy that threatened to cut down anyone in the higher realms of the grandmaster realm, yet the old man didn't even budge from his place, let alone be hit by those scarily accurate attacks.

'...' Wei Jun was taken aback for an instant. It was obvious that he hadn't assumed the old man to be so strong. Not to mention the defense he displayed was beyond any normal capacity. Wei Jun could even call it an impregnable defense.

It was even more so to assume after...

[You have leveled up x321]

[Level 621]

Barely away from entering the next stage of the cultivation realm, but he still couldn't properly match up with the old man. Of course, that was all without any enhancements, but still, Wei Jun couldn't help but be surprised. At level 630, he would be able to enter the next realm of cultivation, surpassing the grandmaster realm and becoming the very few powerhouses of the entire empire.

Yet still, the old man before him was a tough opponent. Another problem that he faced was the level-up. He was nine levels away, but he had run out of things to take away from Li Fan Sho. There was his sister and many of those he had spared, but even Wei Jun wasn't heartless enough to go that far. He wouldn't have hesitated before, but after assimilating with the Guardian's heart, Wei Jun was uncharacteristically kind. While it was a weakness to Wei Jun, he remained steadfast in his decision and did not do anything inhumane any further.

However, he wasn't the only one who was perturbed. The old man on the other side was taken aback greatly as well. His 30-step defense formation was his greatest defense technique, yet he had been forced to use that technique against an opponent who he could tell was at the very least five times younger than him if not more.

'Where did he come from?' He had heard of the rumored biker who eluded the CSF, but even then, he wasn't as strong of an opponent as he was assumed to be. He used petty tricks to survive against the CSF and the military. He held no power, and it was a short six months ago. Even evil cultivators weren't supposed to rise in power so fast, so even if the biker before him was an evil cultivator, it didn't make any sense for him to be so strong.

"I am giving you a chance. Surrender and die with honor. That's the least amount of mercy I can grant you." The old man said as his golden sword began to shimmer with great intensity.

Wei Jun, on the other hand, as always, remained silent. If someone asked whether or not he considered the old man to be a tough opponent, his answer would be 'Yes'. However, if asked if the old man was an unbeatable opponent, then the answer was a cold, hard 'No'.

Compared to the old man, Wei Jun was weak, but not to the point that he would be defeated. However, there was another fact that had been ignored since the beginning...

"36 plum blossom sword art!" Slashes of pink hue rained down on the old man. The old man moved almost as if on instinct, but as her defended against the attack, he was taken aback by the ferocity contained in those attacks.

Thud...

A woman softly landed on the other side of the old man, covering his back. The beauty of the woman, exquisite by any means, but if there was one thing that could be called scary about her, that would be the expression on her face.

It didn't diminish her beauty in the least, but the battle-crazed expression on the face of the young woman with black hair and eyes covered in a pink hue told the old man only one thing...

'She's a lunatic...'

But another reality suddenly dawned upon the old man. The strength. The strength contained in the attacks of the young woman was beyond comparison to that of a grandmaster. Her cultivation realm was still a grandmaster, but perhaps it was not her cultivation.

It was her sword technique.

The sword technique, unlike all the other sword techniques he had ever experienced before, was something different from the usual sword arts, but the old man couldn't put his finger on it. All he could tell was that the woman was a ferocious foe he would have a hard time against.

A hard time against her if she were on her own.

And that was the main point. Wei Jun didn't gain anything from killing the old man except for the Death Qi that would be gained after devouring his life. No level, no miasma core, no crystal of any kind, no specific system reward, no nothing.

There was nothing to be gained, so why would Wei Jun face useless headaches and face him alone? He was simply going to fight him with the help of Xing Xiaomei and kill him, defeat him, and be done with it. There was no need to overcomplicate things.

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Besides, there was also that...

Wei Jun pulled out his phone calmly and dialed a number. The old man saw the opportunity and jumped Wei Jun, but...

Clang!!!

"Are you ignoring me? It hurts..." Xing Xiaomei said with a pitiful expression.

"You're crazy!" The old man pushed forward, which only made Xing Xiaomei grin as she replied, "Well, can't argue with you there."

On the other hand, ignoring that small exchange, Wei Jun's call connected with Yan Rong, and Wei Jun simply said...

"Shoot."

"Kugh!!!"

And there was blood everywhere.