Chapter 1028

Chapter 1028: The Double Standard Sword Immortal

Hearing such a classic villain line, Xu Fan couldn’t help but laugh.

"Great Luo Sage of Sword Heaven, quite impressive!" Xu Fan exclaimed in amazement.

"To avoid unnecessary trouble, please be accommodating, taoist friend," the Sword Immortal said, looking at Xu Fan and the others.

"Do you even know who I am?" Xu Fan asked with a grin.

At that moment, the formation trapping Xu Yuexian was silently dispelled.

Xu Fan pulled Xu Yuexian behind him.

"I don’t care who you are. You’d better behave and not force me to summon my master," the Sword Immortal warned.

"Haha, if the small fry can’t handle it, bring in the big guns. If that doesn’t work, call in the old-timers. If you’re so tough, why not bring out the three big shots?" Xu Fan mocked without holding back.

"My Master Ancestor is a quasi-saint, but for such trivial matters, there’s no need for him to intervene," the Sword Immortal said, a peculiar glint in his proud eyes.

At that moment, Xu Fan felt utterly exasperated, as if the sky itself was about to collapse. But then he suddenly remembered that the fallen big shot was also a quasi-saint.

"I just saw the Spirit-Seizing Grand Formation your disciple set up. It has at most a 70% success rate—what’s the difference between that and suicide?"

"If you trust me, let my disciple reverse-fuse with yours to seize the spirit."

"This way, the Immortal Realm loses a weakling and gains a Golden Immortal. How does that sound?" Xu Fan said casually to the Sword Immortal.

You’ve got your eye on my disciple? Well, now I’ve got my eye on yours.

"Ridiculous!"

Three streaks of sword light shot into the sky, slashing toward the two puppets and a giant bear.

"Right now, it’s 3 against 2. You dare to attack like this? You’ve got guts," Xu Fan said calmly.

At that moment, countless chains suddenly extended from the Holy Sun in the sky.

They transformed into dragons that swept toward the two Sword Immortals.

The Sword Immortal’s three sword lights were effortlessly shattered by the chain-formed dragons.

In the end, several dragons surrounded the two, while the power of the Holy Sun made the trapped Golden Immortals hesitate to act recklessly.

"You Golden Immortals are a bit underwhelming. Are you just a registered disciple of the Great Luo Sage of Sword Heaven?" Xu Fan sneered. I haven’t even made my move, and you’re already subdued. Doesn’t quite match your earlier bravado.

Just then, the entire space shook violently.

An Immortal Sword broke through the void, aiming straight for the puppet core of the Golden Immortal possessed by Xu Fan.

However, it was immediately intercepted by the brown Golden Immortal giant bear.

"See? I told you. When you drew your sword, the spatial fluctuations were so obvious."

"Do you think I’m an idiot with such a clumsy sneak attack?" Xu Fan’s expression grew even more mocking.

The Sword Immortal, trapped in the center by several dragons, suddenly changed his expression.

Furious, he glared at Xu Fan and said, "Do you really want to entangle yourself in such a massive karmic debt with me?"

"Just a true immortal disciple, and you’re inviting a disaster that could wipe out your entire sect!"

This impassioned outburst left Xu Fan momentarily stunned.

"Your disciple is your disciple, and isn’t my disciple mine too? I’ve never met someone as shamelessly hypocritical as you!"

"If you’re going to act despicably, at least own up to it. That way, I might actually respect you a bit. The Immortal Realm is all about survival of the fittest."

"But what you’re doing now? It’s like trying to play the saint while being a sinner."

Xu Fan’s harsh taunts only fueled the Sword Immortal’s rage, yet he trailed behind, seething.

The Golden Immortal disciple, previously subdued by dragons, now lay unconscious within a distant grand formation.

"Yuexian, your moment has arrived. Take your place at the heart of the formation; I’m granting you the Golden Immortal’s chance," Xu Fan addressed the fuming Sword Immortal.

"You do your part, and I’ll do mine. Fair enough, right?"

Upon hearing Xu Fan, the Sword Immortal, ensnared by dragons, surprisingly calmed, a cold smirk creeping onto his lips.

"Don’t give me that look. If you’re going to call for your master, just do it. No need for the sneers," Xu Fan remarked, eyeing the Sword Immortal as if he were a fool.

"If circumstances allowed, I’d turn the tables on you in a heartbeat."

"Once, your actions nearly cost my disciple his immortal destiny. Today, you’ll pay for that."

With a subtle gesture, Xu Fan activated the reversal battle for spiritual essence, the formation slowly coming to life.

"Thanks for this formation, by the way. A slight tweak between positive and negative, and it’s all set."

"Convenient for my disciple, and merciful for yours, sparing them unnecessary pain," Xu Fan added with a grin.

Ignoring Xu Fan, the Sword Immortal gazed skyward, seemingly awaiting something.

"Waiting for your master? He’s not coming," Xu Fan said, a sly smile playing on his lips.

Meanwhile, billions of miles away, the Great Luo Sage of Sword Heaven found himself encircled by Xu Fan’s formidable trio.

"Dear friends, we’ve no past quarrels nor recent disputes. Speak your mind," the Great Luo Sage addressed the eldest of the triplet brothers, renowned among the Immortal Realm’s human race.

"It’s simple. Your disciple has crossed our uncle master, so we’re here for a chat," the eldest stated calmly.

Once, he might have shown deference, given the Sage’s quasi-saint mentorship.

But with the quasi-saint gone, formalities were unnecessary.

"Which of my disciples dared to offend your uncle masters? I’ll summon him at once for a reprimand," the Great Luo Sage responded hastily.

"You know who. No need to shield him," the second brother interjected.

"Your Evil-Slaying Sword Formation is famed. Care for a spar? I too practice swordsmanship," the third brother proposed.

"Dear friends, jest not. My swordsmanship pales in comparison to yours."

"My disciple has wronged your uncle masters. He’ll face the consequences; I won’t protect him," the Great Luo Sage conceded through clenched teeth.

A named disciple was expendable, especially when weighed against the wrath of these three.

The Sage of Book Spirit, Sage Qi Bao, and Sage Xuan Yin—each a legend in the Immortal Realm.

To cross one was to invite the ire of all three.

"Your disciple kidnapped our uncle master’s disciple, attempting possession, causing our uncle master great distress."

"Compensation for this mental anguish is in order," the second brother, known for his helpful nature, demanded.

"Indeed, compensation is due!" Reluctantly, the Great Luo Sage produced a Postnatal Spiritual Treasure.

"This is for our revered uncle master. His distress warrants more than this trifle."

"Dear friends, as fellow human Great Luo, I too have my peers. I accept responsibility, but let’s not overstep."