“Sword Controlling Technique?” Ba Qianjun had to parry with his saber, blocking the wooden sword that launched speedily at him.

　　“Clang!”

　　The long saber and wooden sword clashed, emitting an ear-piercing sound as sparks exploded and waves of qi fluttered.

　　Ba Qianjun knitted his brow. Under that blow, the tribulation injuries exacerbated, and he couldn’t help but take several steps backwards; he had secretly suffered in that exchange.

　　Taking advantage of this opportunity, ‘Zheng Neng’ rushed forward and grabbed the heavily injured sect master, leaping quickly out of the battlefield. The wooden sword seemed to have its own spirit as it hastily retreated to protect its master, orbiting around ‘Zheng Neng’ and killing Moon Saber Sect’s disciples in the surroundings.

　　“Retreat!” he yelled out.

　　The other Third Stage cultivator, ‘Zheng Yan’, immediately cooperated, leading the Immortal Farming Sect’s disciples on a quick retreat.

　　However, the elites from Immortal Farming Sect who were with the sect master were heavily surrounded, without a chance to escape. They bellowed as they staked it all to stick themselves to Moon Saber Sect’s disciples, creating a chance to escape for ‘Zheng Neng’ and the sect master.

　　“Chi Chi Chi!”

　　The elites of Immortal Farming Sect were already completely exhausted under the ploy of the strange formation. Two fists were hard-pressed to fight against four hands; very soon, they would be killed by Moon Saber Sect’s disciples.

　　“Ooooooh, kill kill kill!” Moon Saber Sect’s disciples grew excited from the kills. They howled and shouted incessantly, wanting to chase after ‘Zheng Neng,’ Immortal Farming Sect’s sect master, and the remnant troops of the Immortal Farming Sect.

　　“No need to chase.” At this time, Ba Qianjun raised his voice.

　　Based on the plan, he needed to let go of Immortal Farming Sect’s sect master.

　　Then, he just had to wait for the mole inside Immortal Farming Sect to obtain the medicinal recipe for ‘Seven Colors Wonder Fruit.’

　　The tribulation injuries that had been torturing him for so many years could finally see the first light of day!

　　Once his tribulation injuries were healed, he would be assured in materializing the Golden Core, breaking through to Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor Realm!

　　On the other side, Su Clan’s Seven sailed on blade light.

　　This time, Song Shuhang felt a bit better; at least, his legs didn’t go soft.

　　“Oh right, Shuhang, here’s your phone.” Sixteen took out the phone and said, “Also, I received a call on the way. It was Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, who got your number from Medicine Master and tried to contact you. He said he could arrange a first phase of study for the piloting license, and asked if you wanted to take the chance to learn piloting. With his help, you can get a piloting license very quickly.”

　　Song Shuhang took the phone. He smiled dryly, “That… wait till I finish learning to drive.”

　　Hearing this, Su Clan’s Seven asked doubtfully, “Little Friend Shuhang, why do you want to learn piloting? Isn’t it better to train hard till Fourth Stage, and settle this matter in one go by riding a flying sword?”

　　Riding a flying sword was much more freewheeling, unlike flying a plane where every time you want to fly, you still had to apply for a permit from the country.

　　Song Shuhang laughed dryly, then answered, “True Monarch White.”

　　“…” Seven’s face twitched.

　　A short while later, Seven said in a grave voice, “Do your best!”

　　“…” Song Shuhang.

　　Senior, that graveness you had, as if you’re sending me to the crematorium… what are you implying!? How terrifying is Senior True Monarch White that you guys avoid him at all costs?

　　As Song Shuhang was going to ask more about ‘True Monarch White,’ Seven suddenly shouted out, “Found them!”

　　Directly below, a great valley enveloped by a light blood mist could be seen.

　　“Get ready to go down.” Seven laughed loudly as he sailed the blade light towards the great valley.

　　“Senior Seven, you’re not getting support then attacking together?” Song Shuhang asked; the opposition was an entire sect after all!

　　“What’s to be afraid of?” Su Clan’s Seven smiled confidently. “If I really can’t beat them, we can immediately run away and it won’t be too late to get backup then!”

　　Descending to a certain altitude, an intense smell of blood flew into Shuhang’s nose.

　　Below, Immortal Farming Sect’s strongest disciple ‘Zheng Neng’ rescued his sect master and was retreating with the other disciples…

　　Behind them was a field of corpses, which included Immortal Farming Sect’s and Moon Saber Sect’s disciples alike.

　　This was the battle of sects between cultivators…

　　Further behind, Moon Saber Sect’s Sect Master Ba Qianjun raised his right hand as the victorious Moon Saber Sect’s disciples let out a wave after wave of cheers.

　　“Hmph.” Su Clan’s Seven sneered.

　　“Shoo!” The blade light instantly arrived in front of Ba Qianjun.

　　Soon after, Seven casually tossed out a metal token engraved with a phoenix that floated above Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen, forming a fiery red layer of defense. “You two stay here and watch, don’t leave the range of the Big Dipper Spiritual Phoenix Order.”

　　With that said, he took large strides towards Moon Saber Sect’s disciples.

　　“Senior Seven is going to fight the entire Moon Saber Sect alone?” Song Shuhang watched the scene before his eyes, excited. With one man’s strength against an entire sect’s, such a thing, just thinking about it was thrilling and hot-spirited.

　　“Yup.” Sixteen slightly nodded. “Seven does this quite often. Don’t worry, there won’t be a problem.”

　　In an instant, Seven already strode within the crowd of Moon Saber Sect’s disciples.

　　Saber qi erupted, and saber light rained down!

　　For every step Seven took, a Moon Saber Sect disciple would definitely fall, die, or be disabled, losing their ability or will to fight.

　　Seven did not formally attack, but with just the saber qi eruption, a large area of Moon Saber Sect’s disciple sustained injuries!

　　“Young Master Hai, still not coming out?” Su Clan’s Seven laughed out loud as he used his Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor presence and pressured Moon Saber Sect’s disciples with it.

　　The remaining disciples trembled with fear, retreating continuously as their morale plummeted.

　　Ba Qianjun struck a cold expression. He, the sect master of Moon Saber Sect, seemed to have been ignored?

　　Don’t look down on me!

　　“Open formation!” Ba Qianjun roared.

　　The improved large formation protecting the sect was activated once again while Moon Saber Sect’s disciples cooperated skillfully by forming the large formation and using it to resist Su Clan’s Seven’s oppressive aura.

　　Inside the Big Dipper Spiritual Phoenix Order’s barrier, Song Shuhang took out his phone and took a photo of Su Clan’s Seven and Moon Saber Sect’s disciples.

　　Then, he sent this photo to the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’s’ group space.

　　This was due to his habit of sharing things on his web space; unfortunately, the photo before his eyes was not suited for his personal space, so he could only sent it to the group space.

　　In the photo, Su Clan’s Seven had his hands behind his back as his saber wandered around him, killing enemies. Beside him, Moon Saber Sect’s disciples fell onto the ground continuously as they formed a strange large formation while trembling in fear under their Sect Master Ba Qianjun’s command.

　　Song Shuhang added a photo caption: Watch Senior Su Clan’s Seven Wreck Moon Saber Sect.

　　Reality proved once again that many of the seniors in Nine Provinces Number One Group were very bored. They often paid close attention to the messages in the group. It was just that they weren’t like Northern River’s Loose Cultivator who popped up and spoke often.

　　Right after Song Shuhang uploaded this image, the phone’s alert sound kept ringing out. Within just a few seconds, a bunch of seniors gave their thumbs up, and the exchanges of messages were even more numerous.

　　Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber, True Monarch Yellow Mountain, Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue, Daluo Sect’s True Monarch Rain Moon, True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple, Wandering Monk Profound Principle, Immortal Fortune Teller Copper Trigram, Scholar Drunken Moon, Medicine Master, Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman, Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather… and so on and so forth.

　　Almost all the seniors and members who have popped up before in the chat gave the photo thumbs up.

　　Below were long lines of replies.

　　Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “Seven’s trampling another sect again ??”

　　Senior Northern River replied out of boredom, and his thumbs up were always first, proving him to be worthy of the renown of the Number One Lurker, and always online holy warrior.

　　Daluo Sect’s True Monarch Rain Moon: “He’ll feel uncomfortable if he doesn’t fight everyday.”

　　Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: “By the way, what the hell is Moon Saber Sect? They’re worthy enough to be trampled by our Seven?”

　　Thrice Reckless Mad Saber: “It’s probably another foolish small sect from a small place that offended Seven, who has been having bad temper recently.”

　　Wasn’t Senior Thrice Reckless searching for The Mysterious Island? He still had time to come online?

　　Immortal Fortune Teller Copper Trigram: “Bad temper +1, and @True Monarch Yellow Mountain True Monarch, it’s time you let me off, right? I’ve been silenced for so many days, it’s difficult to bear!”

　　True Monarch Yellow Mountain: “Bad temper +1, and @Immortal Fortune Teller Copper Trigram …Hehe!”

　　Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather: “? Senior Song’s surroundings these days have been bustling, it’s so great to be able to play everywhere. I really want to go with Senior Song to watch Senior Seven destroying a sect!”

　　Soft Feather, this lady… lately, she’d been bored to death, being forced to stay on Spirit Butterfly Island. These days, she was super envious after seeing Song Shuhang fight ‘Altar Master,’ and tagging along with Senior Seven to trample Moon Saber Sect.

　　A short while later, Medicine Master popped up and said, ” @Stressed by a Mountain of Books  take another photo. Point at the tall guy with the saber, the one that looks like the boss of Moon Saber Sect or something. He seems to have some problems with his body.”

　　Even Senior Medicine Master’s reply was not slow.

　　Song Shuhang’s mouth twitched.

　　Sixteen saw Song Shuhang swipe continuously and moved her head closer out of curiosity, “What are you doing?”

　　“I just sent a photo onto the group space.” Song Shuhang sighed and then said, “The seniors in the group are very idle.”

　　“Yup, other than cultivating in seclusion, they’re always idle.” Sixteen seriously nodded.

　　Since Medicine Master requested it, Song Shuhang adjusted the scope of the camera and pointed at the boss of Moon Saber Sect, Ba Qianjun. “Pa pa pa.” Shuhang took several photos.

　　Oh no, I accidentally had flash on.

　　Ba Qianjun was just about to step up to the challenge and borrow the power from the sect’s large formation to face Su Clan’s Seven head-on. As long as he held off Seven for a short while and await Young Master Hai’s preparations to activate another large formation, he would have a chance to fend off Seven!

　　Right then, he felt several flashes of light in his eyes. At that moment, he was truly frightened, thinking that Su Clan’s Seven had executed some unique technique.

　　But, as he looked in the direction of the flash, he saw a young man laughing and taking photos of him with a phone behind Su Clan’s Seven.

　　Balls, this guy thinks he’s watching a movie or something?

　　Anger arose in Ba Qianjun’s heart. He secretly maneuvered the sect-protecting formation, letting the disciples hold off Su Clan’s Seven for the time being.

　　Meanwhile, he himself snuck towards Song Shuhang and Sixteen’s location—he was going to take down these two!

　　Song Shuhang picked out a well-defined photo of Ba Qianjun and sent it to the group space.

　　Stressed by a Mountain of Books: ” @Medicine Master Senior, how’s this photo?”

　　Medicine Master replied, “Medicine Master types too slow, I can’t watch it any longer. I’m typing for him now!”

　　This was obviously Riverly Purple Mist’s tone. “Shuhang, Medicine Master says, ‘The Moon Saber Sect’s boss has injuries on his body. It’s injuries from fire tribulation, but he has forcefully suppressed it. You have the ‘Three Stars Fire Controlling Fan’ on you, right? Is it fully charged? If you brought it, try fanning it at him a few times with the highest power; there’ll be a surprise’.”

　　Three Stars Fire Controlling Fan?

　　Song Shuhang opened a long pocket on his trouser leg and took out the ‘magical treasure.’ Because this was the first magical treasure he encountered, even though it needed to be charged, he still treasured it like his life and brought it with him everywhere…