Many years later, one of the juniors in Nine Provinces Number One Group asked Song Shuhang how he felt when he first experienced riding a flying sword (saber).

　　Song Shuhang only answered with two words: cold feet!

　　With a whoosh, the blade light of Su Clan’s Seven took him and Sixteen into the air at a jaw-dropping speed.

　　In the blink of an eye, they were flying high up in the sky.

　　When riding the flying sword, Song Shuhang felt no sense of security, as it was all empty around him except the glimmering blade light at his feet.

　　In fact, there was a layer of invisible energy blocking the fierce wind when they were riding the flying sword (saber)—this was arranged by Senior Seven so that Song Shuhang and Sixteen could ride the flying sword more comfortably.

　　Otherwise, a powerful cultivator wouldn’t care about such a negligibly weak wind when riding a flying sword. One could tell it from the exaggerated explosive hairstyle Senior Medicine Master had after he was riding a flying sword to cross provinces.

　　However, as this layer of energy was invisible and intangible, it couldn’t bring any sense of security to Song Shuhang—if it could take the form of four guard rails, Song Shuhang would definitely feel much more assured.

　　And then… looking down, he only saw miniature houses, mountains, roads, and rivers, all even smaller than matchboxes.

　　High, very high, extremely high!

　　Song Shuhang felt dizzy and could hardly stand up. Unconsciously, he reached out and grabbed Sixteen tightly—if he didn’t grab something, he would definitely kneel down.

　　“Is it the first time you experience riding a flying sword?” Sixteen started at Song Shuhang with her dark eyes.

　　“Hahaha.” Song Shuhang felt he couldn’t even speak clearly.

　　Everybody more or less suffers from acrophobia. Some just didn’t notice it because they hadn’t climbed high enough. Or perhaps, their acrophobia was very mild, so they could easily overcome it with their own will.

　　“Slowly get over it. Otherwise, you will not be able to ride a flying sword on your own.” Sixteen tried to encourage him.

　　A true hero’s dream of blue sky was always accompanied by tears and hardships.

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　　With the whooshing sounds, the flying sword was flying at a breakneck speed.

　　Following the description of the disciple of Moon Saber Sect—’Zhao Bulu’—who had his legs broken, Su Clan’s Seven soon found the location of the sect.

　　The big Moon Saber Sect was hidden in deep mountains and forests. There was also a formation outside to conceal its existence, so mortals from the outside couldn’t find it easily.

　　Of course, this kind of formation couldn’t deceive the eyes of Su Clan’s Seven. He controlled the blade light and landed down before the gate of Moon Saber Sect. Then, he peered through the formation protecting the sect.

　　Sixteen jumped lightly and landed on the ground.

　　Song Shuhang jumped lightly, and knelt on the ground. He couldn’t control his own legs as he was too frightened…

　　Su Clan’s Seven approached the formation protecting the sect and cried out in a low voice, “Open!”

　　He did not even use his saber. Just with his cry, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth turned into a huge saber that seemed to be able to separate the heaven from the earth and chopped at the formation with a great force.

　　“Snap… clank…”

　　As fragile as glass, the formation easily shattered.

　　“Eh?” Song Shuhang and Sixteen looked around only to find it was empty in Moon Saber Sect’s base and there was nobody here.

　　No one was controlling the formation, thus it became very vulnerable.

　　“There is nobody here. Did Zhao Bulu cheat us?” Sixteen frowned. “I’ll kill him!”

　　“Who is Zhao Bulu?” asked Song Shuhang.

　　“The guy who robbed Little Jiang. After you were taken away, Seven and I went to Fengshou Express Delivery’s headquarters in Jiangnan, found the guy called Zhao Bulu, and got to know about the location of Moon Saber Sect from him,” replied Sixteen.

　　Song Shuhang nodded.

　　At this time, Seven said, “He didn’t cheat us. They have moved away. And… it hasn’t been long since they left.”

　　As he spoke, he stepped into Moon Saber Sect and slowly climbed up along a straight ladder.

　　It was not until then that Song Shuhang and Sixteen saw a guy in white standing above the ladder.

　　Wearing a long sword on the waist, he looked handsome and graceful. With such an elegant bearing, he looked just like an immortal walking from an ancient painting.

　　“Just as I expected… it’s you, Young Master Hai.” Su Clan’s Seven folded his hands behind and stared at the white figure above the ladder.

　　Young Master Hai. Su Clan’s Seven met him during one of his adventures in ancient ruins many years ago. Although he was only of Fourth Stage Realm at that time, his sword skill was quite sophisticated. He used to fight with Seven who was a big fan of exchanging pointers and earned his appreciation even though he lost the fight.

　　A few days ago, when he heard that Su Clan’s Seven was looking for medicine ‘to cure injuries caused by heavenly tribulation’, he recommended ‘Seven Colors Wonder Fruit’ of Immortal Farming Sect to him and accompanied him to Immortal Farming Sect.

　　If the guy behind everything was Young Master Hai, then it made sense. He had accompanied Seven for nearly a year on that adventure, and had also seen him performing ‘Heavenly Saber Burying the Starry Sea’ back then.

　　With these, Young Master Hai could easily deceive all disciples of Immortal Farming Sect after he disguised himself as Su Clan’s Seven.

　　As for the ‘Heavenly Saber Burying the Starry Sea’, Young Master Hai was certainly not able to learn it, but it would not be difficult for him to pretend to perform it and deceive the disciples of Immortal Farming Sect.

　　“Here you are, Brother Seven.” The man in white turned around. He was really handsome, with a heartwarming smile on his face.

　　Su Clan’s Seven approached Young Master Hai step by step. “When did you start to set me up?”

　　“Well, actually, from the very beginning, I didn’t mean to set you up. It was just your situation that really fitted my plan.” Young Master Hai smiled.

　　Without Su Clan’s Seven, he could go look for Wang Clan’s Eight or Zhao Clan’s Nine. That would be no problem for him. As long as the guy was strong enough and had a family member or a close friend wounded by heavenly tribulation, it would be enough.

　　“Hahahaha, it really suits your character and swordsmanship.” Su Clan’s Seven laughed. And then, he lowered his voice. “Then, have you ever thought of the consequences of setting me up?”

　　“Of course, everything is under my control.” Young Master Hai gave Su Clan’s Seven a thumbs up. “Don’t worry about me, Brother Seven. Do whatever you want! What we cultivators are pursuing is being free and unfettered. We should take life easy, do whatever we wanna do, drink whatever liquor we wanna drink, and sleep with whichever woman we wanna f*ck. That was what you taught me, wasn’t it?”

　　“Hahahaha, I can’t agree more!” Seven suddenly pulled out his saber and chopped at Young Master Hai.

　　As bright as the rising sun, the saber was so dazzling that people couldn’t even open their eyes!

　　The saber swept over…

　　And Young Master Hai was cut into two halves and fell to the ground.

　　“Is he dead?” Song Shuhang couldn’t believe it. This Young Master Hai made such a sparkling appearance and then got killed so easily?

　　“Not yet. Let’s go catch his real body and sacrifice his blood and flesh to my saber!” Without looking back, Su Clan’s Seven walked outside Moon Saber Sect.

　　Behind him… Young Master Hai who had been cut in half was suddenly blown away by the wind and turned into a paper man cut in half.

　　It was not cloning technique, but a spell called ‘3D virtual figure projection’. The paper man was only the medium of the spell. From the very beginning, Young Master Hai’s real body was not here.

　　Sixteen got angry. “What exactly is he planning?”

　　“To sow discord between me and Immortal Farming Sect, and then eliminate Immortal Farming Sect with my hands. This must be one of his aims. But, from what I know of him, this is only his plan on the surface, a disguise for what he really plans. It doesn’t matter to him whether or not I can eliminate Immortal Farming Sect. What he really wants… I can’t tell.” Su Clan’s Seven felt a toothache.

　　Not fond of playing dirty tricks, he preferred to finish all gratitude and hatred with his saber. He really didn’t like guys like Young Master Hai who always resorted to intrigues and tricks. Their hearts were too dirty!

　　Hence, he didn’t want to think about any tricks or plots since he couldn’t figure them out.

　　Catching Young Master Hai and sending him to the hell—this would be the best answer for him.

　　If he was still angry, he would cut the guy into eight or ten pieces, and then the problem would be solved.

　　“Where are we going now?” Song Shuhang asked.

　　“To get that guy.” Su Clan’s Seven gnashed his teeth.

　　Since Young Master Hai had left the projection spell, he could follow the trace of the spell to find Young Master Hai!

　　However, as long as he thought that that clue was probably left by Young Master Hai intentionally, Seven couldn’t wait to find and kill him.

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　　Outside Lan Yuan Valley.

　　The deafening battling noises echoed to the very sky, and all kinds of true qi blasting sounds incessantly lingered on.

　　This place had almost been submerged in blood.

　　All disciples of Immortal Farming Sect were present. They kept attacking the disciples of Moon Saber Sect like crazy. Though not good at fighting, the cultivators of Immortal Farming Sect all showed terrifying combat performance today.

　　The disciples of Moon Saber Sect suffered a lot of casualties, but those of Immortal Farming Sect suffered even more casualties!

　　Something is wrong! Sect master of Immortal Farming Sect felt something was wrong here. They were not afraid of death and were determined to kick Su Clan’s Seven’s a*s anyway.

　　However, before they could even see the shadow of Su Clan’s Seven, they got trapped here and began to fight with the disciples of Moon Saber Sect without any reason. Soon after the battle started, all disciples of Immortal Farming Sect seemed to go mad and kept fighting and killing without mercy.

　　Master of Immortal Farming Sect vaguely felt that there must be a secret formation in Lan Yuan Valley that made the cultivators go crazy and bloodthirsty. With the formation, they couldn’t even control their own emotions.

　　The more people died, the more blood they bled and the more powerful the secret formation would become!

　　However, though sect master of Immortal Farming Sect had noticed something was wrong, it was too late. Even he couldn’t control his own body. His eyes turned red, and his sanity was fading.

　　One by one, the disciples of Immortal Farming Sect fell down to the ground. Soon, besides sect master of Immortal Farming Sect, there were only five or six disciples left whose mental energy was stronger and thus got less influenced by the formation.

　　“It’s over. It’s all over,” sect master of Immortal Farming Sect sighed. As a sect existing for hundreds of years, Immortal Farming Sect now was ruined in his hand.

　　The whole thing was so strange.

　　“Master! Come on, save the sect master!” At that moment, he heard a familiar voice in his ear.

　　He looked at the source of the voice and found that his most senior disciple—’Zheng Neng’—was rushing to him with a group of disciples.

　　It’s Zheng Neng.

　　There was a gleam of relief in the eyes of Sect Master.

　　“Burst!”

　　Just then, Ba Qianjun of Moon Saber Sect suddenly appeared beside the sect master. He cut through Sect Master’s defense and stabbed him.

　　“Haha.” Ba Qianjun laughed grimly, with a scorched smell in his breath.

　　“You bastard, don’t hurt my master!” With a scream, Zheng Neng raised his hands, and a wooden sword went out and chopped at Ba Qianjun…

　　(To be continued.)