Chapter 465

Chapter 465: Finally Obtaining the Element Core

Even the Sect Leader of West Kunlun could no longer stand by. Frowning, he said, "Fang Lie, your Fang Family has always been known for its integrity and valor. Yet today, you exploit favors for gain—this is no act of a true gentleman!"

"A gentleman? My late father was one," Fang Lie retorted coldly. "But he was betrayed and slain by his most trusted friend. His death taught me this: toward honorable men, the Fang Family shall remain steadfast for eternity. But toward villains? We’ll stop at nothing!"

As he spoke, a chilling killing aura erupted from Fang Lie’s body, his gaze piercing the Sword God like a blade. Though weak in strength and low in status, his sheer intensity made even the Sword God’s heart tremble.

The other Semi-Immortals had initially intended to dissuade Fang Lie from such extremes. Using another sect’s Token to extort them seemed dishonorable. But this was no ordinary dispute—Fang Lie sought vengeance for his father’s murder, a righteous cause by heaven’s law. None could argue against it.

East Kunlun’s Dark River Divine Sword had lured Fang Lie’s father into a trap, murdering him through betrayal. Such despicable acts invited divine wrath, yet instead of punishment, East Kunlun’s Higher-ups had rewarded the killer. To Fang Lie, this was salt rubbed into an open wound. His retaliation was justified, his resolve unshakable.

What could the Semi-Immortals say? Urge him to abandon his father’s vengeance? Even the thickest-skinned among them couldn’t voice such hypocrisy. They could only sigh helplessly. The West Kunlun Sect Leader, who had spoken earlier, clamped his mouth shut in resignation.

Heaven’s crimes may be pardoned, but self-made sins demand retribution. East Kunlun’s wicked deeds had sown the seeds of their own humiliation.

Though East Kunlun, including the Sword God, had anticipated Fang Lie’s revenge, none foresaw its swiftness or ferocity. This strike wasn’t just about losing their sect treasure or the Star Gold Mineral Vein—it exposed East Kunlun’s shame to the world. Soon, all would scorn East Kunlun while praising Fang Lie’s filial courage.

The Sword God trembled with rage, regret gnawing at him for the first time. He remembered how his wife and youngest son had begged him to protect Dark River Divine Sword, how he’d chosen to shield his heir despite knowing the wrong. Back then, Mo Qianxun had stormed into East Kunlun demanding justice for his slain disciples, only to be suppressed by the Sword God’s cultivation and forced to suffer in silence.

Other sects had pressured Mo Sect into accepting meager compensations, pretending the matter was settled. But Fang Lie’s sudden rise shattered that illusion. Now, the Kunlun Sword Token’s pledge forced the Sword God’s hand—refusing would destroy East Kunlun’s credibility beyond repair.

"Fang Lie," the Sword God said through gritted teeth, "I offer public apology and justice for your father. Dark River Divine Sword will be imprisoned in the Ice River for a Hundred Years. Is this acceptable?"

"No!" Fang Lie roared, magic amplifying his voice across miles. "My father’s life—thousands of Mo Sect disciples’ lives—cannot be traded for mere imprisonment! Unless that bastard is torn apart, body and soul perish, I swear I’ll never rest!"

The declaration shattered any hope of compromise. Dark River Divine Sword was East Kunlun’s successor—handing him over would spell eternal disgrace.

"Very well!" The Sword God’s hand shot into a spatial crack, retrieving a foot-long metallic infant glowing blue, divine patterns shimmering across its skin—the Star Gold Element Core. "Take it!" He hurled it at Fang Lie with crushing force.

Star Gold’s weight alone was immense; the Element Core’s mass rivaled a mountain. Combined with the Sword God’s throw, even a Thunder Tribulation Immortal would struggle to catch it—a blatant attempt to kill Fang Lie.

But Mo Qianxun intervened. With a flick of his sleeve, he intercepted the core and sealed it with eighty-one layers of seals. The sentient Element Core radiated Sword Energy equivalent to a Fire Tribulation Immortal’s full strike—contact without protection would reduce Fang Lie to shreds.

After Mo Qianxun’s seal, everything settled completely.

He dared not claim the treasure publicly, for East Kunlun would surely suspect him of manipulating Fang Lie. Treating it like burning coal, he hastily thrust it toward Fang Lie while sighing, "Young man, why must you act so recklessly?"

This performance aimed to convince others of his innocence.

Yet the crowd’s mocking glances revealed their disbelief!

Without Mo Qianxun’s support, how could Fang Lie behave so boldly? All silently agreed this was the Old Fox’s scheme, marveling at his growing cunning.

Fang Lie paid no mind. Snatching the Star Gold Element Core, he publicly cast the Sending-Home Art, returning it to Cycle of Fire.

The surrounding Semi-Immortals immediately recognized he’d transported the treasure through magic rather than storing it.

Master Da Fang inquired, "Benefactor Fang, what divine skill is this?"

"Sending-Home Art!" Fang Lie grinned. "A trivial spell sending objects back to Mo Sect’s base. Without it, I couldn’t have taken Ghost Realm Sect’s treasures! The item’s already gone – interception attempts are useless!"

His mocking gaze fell upon Sword God, defiance clear as daylight.

Sword God’s rage peaked when Master Da Fang suddenly declared solemnly, "Benefactor Fang Lie, Lotus Dharma Sect deeply regrets your father’s tragedy. I apologize publicly – those responsible will be punished. Please accept our remorse!"

The Semi-Immortal then bowed deeply, shocking all witnesses. A supreme cultivator humbling himself before a junior!

But the crowd’s clever minds soon grasped the strategy. Today proved Fang Lie’s undying nature’s terrifying power – even Sword God’s eighty-one strikes proved futile.

With such immortality and heaven-defying cultivation speed – expanding Qi Sea from hundred feet to thousand miles in two years – Fang Lie’s path to Semi-Immortality seemed inevitable.

An undying Semi-Immortal? No sect would dare provoke such existence! Especially this stubborn scoundrel who’d break through South Walls for vengeance!

Better to lose face through apology than inherit his wrath. Redeeming sect treasures and securing Spirit Liquid trade justified the humiliation.

Compared to these gains, pride meant nothing. Thus Master Da Fang lowered his head without hesitation.