Chapter 335

Chapter 335: Tianhezi

"Additionally, its four dragon claws have been greatly strengthened, making its close-combat grip and confinement power extremely potent. Even the Fire Tribulation Immortal can be trapped for a moment, which is enough for you to escape!" The old bird laughed and said, "The power of this Mechanical Cannon has increased at least tenfold. Even if the Fire Tribulation Immortal is ambushed by it, he won’t die but will suffer heavy injuries. It is truly rare for someone with such low strength as you to possess such a terrifying weapon."

"It’s only a Seventh-Rank Treasure. Those second generation immortals have a whole collection of Eighth-Rank Treasures. For example, Mo Lanyun, who has more Eighth-Rank Treasures than my Seventh-Rank one. Compared to her, I’m just a poor guy!" Fang Lie complained.

"Come on! While her treasures are good, they’re not life-bound treasures and can’t unleash their full power. Your Mechanical Cannon is different; it’s a life-bound treasure and can release nearly all its strength. It’s definitely not inferior to the Eighth-Rank Treasures worn by second generation immortals!" The old bird shrugged. "Besides, what kind of status do they have? Descendants of Semi-Immortals! And you? Just a poor kid who should be proud of how far you’ve come!"

"Alas, it still ultimately comes down to one’s status!" Fang Lie said, slightly displeased. "I thought that prestigious righteous sects would emphasize character, talent, and opportunity!"

"Indeed, do they not value character? Who would want to take in wicked individuals? And if they do not value talent, then those rare High-grade Spiritual Roots would be wasted! As for opportunity, having strong parents is also a form of opportunity. It’s pointless to be envious!" The old bird smiled.

"Who would even be envious of them?" Fang Lie replied flatly. "My family, the Fang family, has always relied on ourselves!"

"Heh, you’ve got ambition!" The old bird smiled slightly, then shifted the topic. "By the way, hand over the Demon Sword and the Underworld Dragon Orb we captured last time, and also give me a Wonderful Bodhi Fruit. I want to see if I can forge another extraordinary Seventh-Rank Treasure."

"Huh?" Fang Lie asked curiously. "This won’t be a life-bound treasure, right? Why do you still want to help me forge one?"

"This is a reward!" The old bird explained. "You captured the Dragon Turtle and handed it over to someone else. While it was under my guidance, a reward should still be given. This is what being fair is about. As the Token Lord of Benevolence, you must adhere to this principle."

"Oh, I see!" Fang Lie nodded quickly, then cheerfully transmitted the items into the Cycle of Fire, saying, "I thought it was all for nothing, but there’s a reward. I won’t hold back then!"

"Hehe, a Seventh-Rank Divine Beast’s descendant is worth as much as an Eighth-Rank Treasure! You’ve created such immense benefits for the sect. We can’t skimp on rewards," the old bird said with a laugh. "The treasures you forge this time will definitely satisfy you!"

"Alright, then I’ll wait and see!" Fang Lie finished and resumed his meditation, ignoring everything else.

It was estimated that the forging would take several days.

However, before Fang Lie could wait for this new treasure to be completed, he was interrupted by a message from Mo Wanfang.

As it turned out, the Immortal Tianhe from East Kunlun had arrived and was waiting for Fang Lie along with the sect’s Higher-ups.

Fang Lie knew he had to go since it was the Clan Leader’s command. Although he was now an Honorary Elder, he could not refuse it.

Sighing, Fang Lie exited closed-door training and, together with Mo Wanfang, arrived at the Mo Sect’s blessed land, in the most luxurious reception hall.

This place was atop a towering peak, surrounded by beautiful scenery, and the architecture was grand. Despite being a reception area, it covered hundreds of acres, splendid and extravagant.

The floor was made of fragrant wood over thousands of years, and the pillars were of carved dragon jade. Just these things alone were worth nearly the price of several Seventh-Rank Treasures.

As the face of the Mo Sect, it couldn’t afford to look shabby.

Upon entering, Fang Lie noticed that several esteemed figures were already seated in the hall.

At the highest position sat Mo Sect Leader Mo Qianxun, who wore a blue scholar’s robe and sat behind a jade table. His eyes radiated wisdom and seemed gentle and elegant, yet an aura of authority surrounded him, commanding respect without anger.

To his left was Huo Wufang, the Token Lord of Benevolence, still dressed in a crimson robe, looking very imposing.

Beside him sat the Head of the Bai Family, an old man with a cunning look, who couldn’t help but sneer at Fang Lie, as if he were waiting for a comedy to unfold.

Sitting in the guest’s seat was an elderly man in a blue robe with a sword on his back. His expression was as cold as water, and his eyes shone with intensity. There was an ethereal water ripple around him, but it was hard to see clearly.

This person was undoubtedly the sword cultivator Tianhezi from East Kunlun. He was one of the rare experts specializing in water element flying swords.

His life-bound flying sword, the Heavenly River Divine Sword, was among the top ten flying swords of East Kunlun. It was an Eighth-Rank High-Grade sword, just half a step away from advancing to Ninth-Rank.

It was rumored that when the Heavenly River Divine Sword was unleashed, it would create thousands of water screens as if the river itself had ruptured, crushing its foes with an unstoppable force!

Even among East Kunlun, filled with talented individuals, Tianhezi and his Heavenly River Divine Sword could be ranked among the top five, a true leader of the remarkable.

At this moment, however, Tianhezi frowned tightly, glaring at Fang Lie, looking extremely displeased.

But if he was displeased, Fang Lie was even more displeased. After he approached everyone, he only greeted Mo Qianxun and Huo Wufang, completely ignoring the Head of the Bai Family and Tianhezi.

Mo Qianxun sighed in silence, while Huo Wufang couldn’t allow the awkward atmosphere to continue, so he cheerfully said, "Come, come, come, Fang Lie, let me introduce you. This is the senior from East Kunlun, Tianhezi! Hurry up and greet him."

Facing Huo Wufang’s introduction, Fang Lie barely lifted his eyelids and coldly replied, "Hmm, we’ve met."

Seeing this, Huo Wufang understood that Fang Lie harbored deep resentment towards East Kunlun and would not treat them with courtesy. He felt quite helpless about this.

Meanwhile, the Head of the Bai Family huffed coldly, saying, "Fang Lie, what kind of attitude is that? Do you not understand manners when meeting an elder? Is this how the Fang family raises their children?"

"The Fang family’s upbringing is definitely miles better than your Bai family’s, as you can see from our reputation. The Fang family has a strong character and stands for righteousness, never having produced a treacherous person. But your Bai family? You’re all a bunch of scoundrels, engaging in corruption and humiliating your peers. It’s a crime beyond measure!" Fang Lie retorted. "You shameless old fool, how dare you talk to me about upbringing, aren’t you embarrassed?"

"Fang Lie!" The Head of the Bai Family was suddenly enraged, almost spitting blood. Before so many people, he was humiliated by a junior, especially because Fang Lie’s words were so reasonable. It made it hard for him to save face – more so than when Fang Lie had slapped him before!

Fuming with rage, the Head of the Bai Family raised his arm, then lowered it, raised it again, hesitating several times to strike Fang Lie but ultimately failed to do so.

The Token of Benevolence was too powerful. If he dared to harm even a hair on Fang Lie, Fang Lie would definitely come out unscathed, but he would be doomed!

In such a situation, he could only complain to Mo Qianxun, saying, "Clan Leader, look how this rascally kid Fang Lie disregards elder respect! Can the Mo Sect tolerate such nonsense?"

Mo Qianxun cast a displeased glance at him, thinking to himself, ‘If we’re talking about nonsense, ten of them wouldn’t equal one of you. Although he was harsh, everything he said was factual! What reputation does the Fang family have? Stunning white jade, passing down through generations, each generation filled with heroes. But your Bai family? If it wasn’t for the protection from above, most of you would have been executed according to sect rules!’

However, Mo Qianxun could not voice these thoughts in front of outsiders, so he could only cough twice and change the subject. "Alright, alright, in front of guests, you both should keep your comments brief. Immortal Tianhe, Fang Lie is already here; feel free to speak with him about your business!"

"Yes!" Tianhezi quickly nodded and replied, then serious-faced turned to Fang Lie, "Fang Lie, I believe you know why I have come this time."

"The White Dragon Divine Sword?" Fang Lie asked with a smile.

"Correct!" Tianhezi responded. "This item is a treasured inheritance of East Kunlun, and it holds significant importance, so please return it to us! Of course, we won’t take advantage of you. We are open to any terms you propose."

"There’s no need to negotiate. I find it very handy, and I don’t want to sell it for now!" Fang Lie replied indifferently.

"Nonsense!" Tianhezi immediately grew furious. "The White Dragon Divine Sword can never acknowledge an outsider as its master; you absolutely cannot use it!"

"Hehe, that’s where you’re mistaken!" Fang Lie grinned mischievously. "While it can’t be used for battle, it can cut watermelons! The watermelons it slices are all chilled, and they taste especially refreshing!"

"Bastard!" Tianhezi exploded with rage, shouting, "You dare to insult East Kunlun!"

Using a treasured family sword to cut watermelons was akin to digging up their ancestors’ graves; it was no wonder Tianhezi was enraged!

Yet Fang Lie showed no fear. Instead, he called out loudly, "You’re the real bastard! How can I be ashamed of insulting you? Do you think that just because you’re here, our Fang family’s deep-seated blood feud with East Kunlun will simply disappear? Let me tell you, you’re too self-righteous! Don’t think that even if an Immortal Tianhe or the so-called Sword God visits, I will treat them with respect! Until my father’s vengeance is repaid, you want the White Dragon Divine Sword? You’re just daydreaming!"

Fang Lie’s furious roar stunned everyone, from Tianhezi to Mo Qianxun, Huo Wufang, and the Head of the Bai Family; they all stood there dumbfounded. They finally realized that even if Fang Lie was weak and low in status, he had never forgotten his father’s blood feud. Even in the face of the strongest sect in the world, he showed no sign of backing down!

At this moment, Tianhezi could no longer maintain his anger and could only grimace, "That was a misunderstanding. Your father died at the hands of the demonic sect; it has nothing to do with East Kunlun!"