Chapter 89

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Chapter 89: A Swift Kill With a Sword

"Li Feng, you must not speak falsely!"

Guan Shanqing looked very tense.

If they really searched his storage bag and took away thirty percent of his catch, it would be very difficult for him to enter Tianyuan Academy.

There were only ten spots for cultivators, and if these eight cultivators blocked the way and took thirty percent of each one’s catch, they would secure the top eight places.

The remaining two spots would be contested by dozens of people, and Guan Shanqing did not have confidence, especially since he had only hunted for a day and a half; the rest of the time was spent running away.

If he couldn’t achieve a rank, it would mean he could not enter Tianyuan Academy, and without entrance to Tianyuan Academy, his family would always be threatened by that small sect.

"Guan Shanqing, we treated you sincerely, but we did not expect you would dare deceive us!"

Said one cultivator who was blocking the way.

Guan Shanqing clearly was not good at lying. When asked about it, his face immediately turned red, and he stuttered, "I… I didn’t lie. It was him… he is the one lying."

"Then let us search you. Don’t worry, as long as there is no storage bag, we can even return the things we just took from you."

The leader of the cultivators said.

Guan Shanqing’s face instantly turned ugly. Looking at him with a nervous expression, Li Feng, who stood beside Xu Zhou, said, "Take out the storage bag, or you definitely won’t get through this."

Guan Shanqing naturally did not want to take it out. He knew once he showed it, he would not be able to get it back.

The leader of the cultivators saw Guan Shanqing’s expression and confirmed something. He said, "We can offer you a part of our hunt in exchange for your storage bag. This way, you can safely enter Tianyuan Academy."

Guan Shanqing hesitated as he looked at him. Although the storage bag was a family treasure, getting into Tianyuan Academy was the most important thing for his family right now.

After a moment, Guan Shanqing took out the storage bag. When the group of cultivators saw the storage bag in his hand, they all showed expressions of surprise.

The leader of the cultivators stretched out his hand and said, "Don’t worry, as long as you are willing to give us the storage bag, we will guarantee your entry into Tianyuan Academy. But if you are not willing… then it will be very difficult for you to enter Tianyuan Academy. Even with this treasure, I’m afraid it won’t keep you safe."

Guan Shanqing clenched his teeth and was just about to hand over the storage bag when a figure flashed by and snatched it from his hands.

As he watched the cooked duck fly away, the cultivator’s face suddenly changed, staring at the person who took the storage bag and shouted angrily, "You little beast, what are you trying to do? Hand over the storage bag!"

"What did you just say?"

The person who grabbed the storage bag was Yi Qianmo, and he coldly asked the cultivator.

"I’m calling you a little beast, hand over the storage bag!"

The leader of the cultivators said coldly.

He gestured, and the other cultivators immediately surrounded them, while the cultivators in line all stepped back.

"Is this yours?"

Yi Qianmo said coldly.

"He gave it to me, so it is naturally mine," said the leader of the cultivators.

"He hasn’t given it to you yet."

Yi Qianmo held the storage bag and said, "Shan Qing, you keep this storage bag safe, don’t give it to anyone. I promise to help you enter Tianyuan Academy."

Hearing this, several cultivators at the checkpoint suddenly laughed. One of the cultivators said, "You can’t even protect yourself right now, and you still want to help him enter Tianyuan Academy? What a joke!"

Guan Shanqing beside him was a bit worried; he tugged at Yi Qianmo’s clothes to signal him to let it go. Although Yi Qianmo was strong, he was seriously injured.

But Yi Qianmo said, "I just remembered, I’m different from you. I want to be first, and you only need to enter Tianyuan Academy. These guys are trying to take what I’ve gathered, so it won’t be easy for them to get first place."

"Brothers, please be careful. This guy may seem like he is only at the third level of the Qi Refining Stage, but his strength is not weak at all. He ambushed and killed one of my fellow apprentices in the mountains, and he is very ruthless."

Xu Zhou said from a distance.

He really did not expect that Yi Qianmo would be so bold as to directly confront these people.

"A third level of the Qi Refining Stage actually dares to come near us? They are truly seeking their own death!"

The leader of the cultivators signaled with his eyes and said, "Kill him!"

Two eighth level Qi Refining Stage cultivators immediately joined forces to attack Yi Qianmo, their presence weighing heavily on the surrounding cultivators, making them feel uncomfortable.

Guan Shanqing’s face changed, but he was only at the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage. Under this pressure, although he still had fighting power, he could not stop them.

In the distance, Xu Zhou and Li Feng showed proud smiles.

"Clang clang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out as the two eighth level Qi Refining Stage cultivators were pushed back by a single sword strike.

Then, a terrifying spiritual force erupted from Yi Qianmo’s body, not only matching the strength of the two eighth level cultivators but even surpassing them.

Thick spiritual power clung to the Repel Evil Sword. Yi Qianmo glanced at them and said, "I don’t want to kill anyone, but if you force me, I won’t mind killing two to show you."

This terrifying spirit pressure made the cultivators present change their expressions, especially the two who were at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage. The first one to speak exclaimed, "The sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage, such strong spirit pressure, is actually not any less than the two of us!"

"Wasn’t it said to be the third level of the Qi Refining Stage? How could it be the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage!"

Another ninth-level cultivator was shocked and immediately looked at Xu Zhou and Li Feng.

Both of them looked as if they had seen a ghost because before coming here, Yi Qianmo was indeed at the third level of the Qi Refining Stage; Xu Zhou knew this best.

But it has only been less than three days!

Compared to the two of them, Guan Shanqing reacted more intensely; he slapped himself and then touched his face, muttering, "No… no… it’s not a dream!"

The two eighth-level cultivators, after being pushed back in the first instant, did not move forward; although they only used half of their strength for those two attacks.

But Yi Qianmo only used one sword and pushed them both back!

Feeling Yi Qianmo’s spirit pressure, the cultivators at the barrier all frowned, but the two ninth-level cultivators at the front clearly were not ready to back down.

The first to speak, a ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage, drew his sword and charged at Yi Qianmo.

"Wind is gentle, thunder is loud!"

Yi Qianmo met him right away, gathering his spiritual power throughout his body, with some flowing into his sword and some forming a protective layer around him.

As he swung his sword, those around could only hear a rush of wind and a roar of thunder.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal striking metal shook the ears, and the two brushed past each other, accompanied by two great waves of spiritual power colliding in the air, creating a massive shockwave that spread outward and knocked over the nearby cultivators.

However, when they regained their senses and looked again, they found the two stood back-to-back, neither turning to attack.

This puzzled them. Could this be the end of the battle?

"Gulp…"

A head rolled to the ground, and the body standing there erupted.