Fishing the Myriad Heavens
chapter-401

Chapter 401: If I Give You A Punch, You Will Die!

Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu

The spacious City Lord manor was completely silent; only the faintest sounds of breathing could be heard.

Some of the servants had already left this whirlpool of danger long ago, and every single person present were people with some weight in the city. Each one came with obvious unfriendly motives.

Snakes had their own methods, and rats had their own ways. Although some of these people's cultivations were low, their observation skills were not weak. Right now, the best option for them would be to leave this place far away. But some of them were waiting outside with their brows furrowed with worry.

Lin Qingyun did not reply, but the old servant beside him immediately scolded, "Impudent! Is the City Lord manor a place where you can search as you please?"

"Hur hur, today is different. If the Human-Faced Peach Tree is really inside the City Lord manor, won't we be harboring a criminal? If the sects come here and arrest us as accomplices... that's not an offense we can shoulder!"

The clan head of the Qin Clan was not intimidated in the slightest. Since they were here, they naturally had to do something.

But the more Lin Qingyun denied it, the more everyone felt that the Human-Faced Peach Tree had to be inside the City Lord manor!

"What if the Human-Faced Peach Tree cannot be found?"

Lin Qingyun's aura suddenly shot upwards domineeringly like a fierce lion that awakened!

Every small realm in the Golden Dan stage was a huge increase in power. There were only a handful of late stage Golden Dan experts in the city. And of them, the Lin Clan already had two!

The other few late stage Golden Dan experts were missing, with no one knowing if they were alive or dead. Afterall, Golden Dan experts only had a maximum lifespan of 500 years.

Lin Qingyun was precisely one of the rare few late stage Golden Dan experts! None of the big clans present dared to say that they could beat Lin Qingyun in cultivation!

"If the Human-Faced Peach Tree is really not in the City Lord manor, I'm willing to compensate a tenth of my Qin Clan's assets!"

The Qin Clan patriarch was a very ruthless person, both to others and to himself. Although losing a tenth of the Qin Clan assets was not enough to hurt them too heavily, it was enough to wound them for a long period.

"But City Lord, the Lin Clan's secret realm needs to be opened for us to investigate as well."

The Qin Clan patriarch was riding on a tiger, and could not dismount from it easily. Since all the large clans were gathered here already, he might as well go all out. As long as they found the Human-Faced Peach Tree, the sects' rewards would be frighteningly bountiful. Who knows, their clan might be able to produce a Yuanying stage sovereign!

"Hur hur, it's so lively here, let us join in the fun as well."

The group from the Infernal Hell Sect had arrived at this time as well. Yan Zhan led a group of elite disciples and walked over. They completely disregarded the presence of the large clans and each found a chair to sit on.

Before everyone could react, another two groups of people came over. The person in the lead of the two sneered sarcastically. "Are the dogs from the Infernal Hell Sect here as well? As expected, your doggy noses are as sensitive as well!"

"Hmph! You little birdmen from the Heavenly Feathers Sect are not slow as well. One of these days, this daddy will pluck off all your feathers!"

The conflict between the two sects was something that had been formed over a thousand years ago. There would be no lack of conflict whenever the disciples from the two sects met.

"Alright, your quarrels can wait for later. I've already informed the sect before we came here. I believe that the experts from the sect will be able to tear apart the space and arrive here soon. Let's acquire the Human-Faced Peach Tree first."

The other sect that came was an all-female group. Their faces seemed to have all been cut from the same mold, like ice that'd never melted for countless millenniums in the ever-freezing ice caps.

'A bunch of crazy b*tches.'

No matter if it was the people from the Infernal Hell Sect, or the Heavenly Feathers Sect, everyone cursed silently in their hearts.

This all-female sect was much stronger than even the Infernal Hell Sect and the Heavenly Feathers Sect combined. Every single disciple was carefully selected, and a country-toppling beauty. Although the sect was strong, this was not the main reason that made Yan Zhan and the rest feel dreadful.

This sect was named the Emotionless Sword Sect. The emotions cut off from these girls were feelings of love, passion, and even friendship. Until in the end, they resembled cold killing machines that knew no emotions!

Of course, only a very small portion of the disciples on the sect was truly able to begin cutting off their emotions. But the few that were able to cut off their emotions while they were still disciples were all trained to contest for the next generation's Sect Leader!

If one were to describe the Emotionless Sword Sect in simple terms, it was 'I can even chop myself if I go insane, the only question is if you dare!'

Yan Zhan stared coldly at Lin Qingyun and said, "You're the City Lord of this place? Hand over the Human-Faced Peach Tree yourself. Or do you want me to go over and take it myself?"

It was just a mere late stage Golden Dan expert. Even though he was still only at the middle stage Golden Dan realm, he still had confidence in killing Lin Qingyun.

The sects were lofty existences, like gods looking down on mortals. The resources, cultivation techniques, and martial techniques were not something that a tiny clan in a desolate region on the mainland could ever hope to have access to.

"Ai, why does everyone not want to give me a path to live? The sects are high and lofty like the mountains, and enjoy the best resources. With the sects sitting above us like the sky and suppressing us, how could we ever raise our heads?"

Lin Qingyun's voice was low and filled with a great sourness. He seemed to have aged several decades in an instant.

The other clans at the scene also felt the same way. All the best resources and manuals were in the hands of the sects. Ordinary clans had no hope of ever raising their heads. Only, no one else dared to say this aloud.

Since the disciples of the sects have arrived, this matter had nothing to do with them now, since there were no benefits to be gained anymore.

"So stubborn and dim-witted. Since that's the case, there's no longer any need for your clan to exist any longer."

A cold voice sounded out, like a sacred edict from the moon palace. Every word was filled with authority and arrogance. The so-called City Lord was almost non-existent to him.

"Die!"

Yan Zhan smiled coldly. His body flashed and he appeared beside Lin Qingyun in an instant, his entire body wreathed in lightning. A huge awl made of heavenly lightning struck down, with powerful ling Qi rippling through it!

"With Senior Brother Yan Zhan acting personally, that City Lord is dead for sure. It's just a bumpkin in a countryside area, but he actually dares to challenge the sect. How many moves do you guys think this guy can last against Senior Brother?"

The elite disciples who came with Yan Zhan were not worried at all. They were standing to the side casually, pointing and laughing.

"Hehe, just this kind of trash? Senior Brother has already slain three of them previously. All of them thought that they could suppress us with their higher cultivation. But how would they know that the difference in our battle power cannot be made up for with cultivation," one of the elite disciples said with disinterest. He could easily beat two or three of those so-called primary stage Golden Dan experts here by himself.

This was the strength of a sect disciple. As long as the cultivation level was the same, they could dominate anyone from the mainland!

"Boom!"

"Peng!"

The two's speed was so fast that they became mere afterimages. The might of lightning and thunder was unstoppable, and every strike was filled with powerful explosive might.

Lin Qingyun's palm-sized black dagger was incomparably sharp. Its form was unpredictable and contained a myriad of changes. The two exchanged numerous blows, and it was hard to determine a winner. Large portions of the huge City Lord manor instantly collapsed under the ripples of the battle. Countless servants and low-level cultivators died.

"Yi? This person is unexpectedly skilled. He's actually able to exchange so many blows with Senior Brother and was not disadvantaged."

Another elite disciple gasped with shock.

"In any case, Senior Brother Yan Zhan's going to use his famous killing technique soon. I wonder how many blows that City Lord can withstand?"

A female disciple looked at Yan Zhan with admiration. He was a core disciple! The number of core disciples did not even number over 100 in the entire sect. Although a hundred might sound like a lot, there were over 10,000 elite disciples in the sect, not to mention normal disciples!

Even if one broke through to the Golden Dan realm, they still might not necessarily be able to become a core disciple. The number of core disciples was fixed, so if one wanted to become a core disciple, they had to defeat one of the existing core disciples!

"Haha, enjoyable! You're pretty good! If you're willing to follow me as my servant, I can let your Lin Clan go," Yan Zhan said with a wide smile.

Lin Qingyun was completely unmoved and sent out a killing blow without hesitation.

Yan Zhan raised his fists and said with a serious look, "You should consider my proposition carefully, don't force me to use my killing technique! Do you see this fist? If I give you a punch, you will die!"

"Pfft, what an idiot."

The people from the Heavenly Feathers Sect laughed uncontrollably as they looked at this scene.

Even the people the Infernal Hell Sect also felt their faces turning red as they looked at their senior brother.