“O… Old man?!” Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor couldn’t believe his ears.
Someone actually dared to call him that?
“What are you looking at?
I’m talking about you, old man!
Intruding on our Azure Cloud Sect without cause—what do you think you’re doing?” Zhang Xuan bellowed, striking a combat stance.
Guyue Fangzheng hurriedly grabbed Zhang Xuan and whispered an explanation.
“Brother… Brother Zhang, this is my Guyue Family’s Ancestor.
He’s an immortal!” At the same time, he respectfully explained to Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor, “Ancestor, Brother Zhang didn’t know your identity and spoke out of turn.
Please forgive him!” Even after saying this, he felt it wasn’t enough and added, “Brother Zhang is the sword venerate’s successor—the disciple of that female sword immortal.” At this moment, Guyue Fangzheng could only hope that the Ancestor, out of respect for Zhang Xuan’s identity, wouldn’t make things too difficult for him.
Zhang Xuan knew full well that the old man before him was an immortal.
He had seen it the moment the other party appeared.
But so what?
He had killed plenty of immortals in the past.
Moreover, it was precisely because the other party was an immortal that Zhang Xuan wanted to ride right into his face.
The old man had appeared at Azure Cloud Sect suddenly and was the Guyue Family’s Ancestor.
He was clearly here because of Guyue Fangzheng.
Wasn’t this an opportunity delivered right to his doorstep?
Completing the mission—today was the day!
“An immortal?
So what if you’re an immortal?” “Our Azure Cloud Sect is a first-rate force in the Southern Region.
You’ve come unannounced, old man.
I have every reason to believe you intend to harm our Azure Cloud Sect.” “Speak!
Are you here to attack Azure Cloud Sect?” Zhang Xuan ignored everything, striking a posture of facing death with defiance.
“I am the young master of Azure Cloud Sect, sworn to protect it.” “Even against an immortal, I will dare to draw my sword!” Zhang Xuan looked around, picked up a wooden stick, and pointed it straight at Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor.
“To harm Azure Cloud Sect—step over my corpse first!” Kill me!
Kill me now!
He screamed inwardly.
Guyue Fangzheng’s face went completely bloodless.
Brother Zhang, you told me to keep a low profile, and yet you’re this reckless?
He couldn’t understand how Zhang Xuan dared.
Seeing the dark expression on Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor’s face, Guyue Fangzheng hesitated for a moment but still stepped forward.
Brother Zhang was a good man.
Even putting aside their friendship, if Zhang Xuan were slapped dead by the Ancestor, that female sword immortal would very likely turn against the Guyue Family.
Though he didn’t know exactly how powerful that female sword immortal was, making a mortal enemy of an immortal was absolutely unwise.
So Guyue Fangzheng prepared to speak.
“Ancestor…” “Quite the nerve!” But before he could finish, Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor let out a cold laugh.
“Even against an immortal, you would dare to draw your sword?!” In an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy stagnated.
The flow of the Great Dao slowed to a crawl.
A terrifying aura filled the air, as if heaven and earth themselves were trembling.
Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor was clearly enraged.
“Of course!” “So what if you’re an immortal?
Once you step into Azure Cloud Sect, if you’re a dragon, you coil!
If you’re a tiger, you lie down!” “To harm Azure Cloud Sect—step over my corpse first!” Zhang Xuan stood tall and unafraid, the wooden stick in his hand pointed straight at Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor.
At the same time, he pondered—if this old man attacked all of Azure Cloud Sect, Little Yao should be able to stop him, right?
With his current cultivation too low to see the old man’s true strength, he could only rely on the fact that Little Yao had been personally trained by him.
Dealing with an ordinary immortal should be no problem.
So if the old man slapped him dead and Little Yao protected Azure Cloud Sect—perfect!
Zhang Xuan looked down at Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor with an air of superiority.
Come on, old man!
Do it already!
Guyue Fangzheng had already fallen into despair.
The Ancestor was thoroughly enraged.
When an immortal flew into a rage, heaven and earth would be overturned.
Brother Zhang was finished, he cried inwardly.
This time, I can’t save you, Brother Zhang.
But as he watched Zhang Xuan’s figure remain standing tall and unbowed under the immortal’s oppressive aura, he couldn’t help but feel a measure of admiration.
Facing an immortal’s pressure without retreating—this was how a cultivator should be!
But no matter how fearless Brother Zhang was, even the gods probably couldn’t save him now.
Sure enough, Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor slowly extended his withered, skeletal hand and gently brought it down toward Zhang Xuan.
In that instant, it felt as though the very fabric of heaven and earth was pressing down upon Zhang Xuan.
His figure remained upright, but it seemed so small.
An immortal’s wrath is the wrath of heaven and earth!
Guyue Fangzheng sighed in his heart.
Brother Zhang… farewell!
Zhang Xuan’s eyes, on the other hand, were alight with excitement.
He laughed inwardly.
My mission is about to be completed!
Put your back into it, old man!
Don’t hold back!
Come on, baby!
But in the next moment, the scene Zhang Xuan had imagined—of being slapped dead—did not materialize.
Instead, Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor’s hand came to rest gently on Zhang Xuan’s shoulder.
“A cultivator who does not fear death, who holds the sect’s dignity above all else.” “Very good.
Truly very good!” The originally grim expression on Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor’s face gave way to a smile of approval.
He gently patted Zhang Xuan’s shoulder.
Hearing these words, Guyue Fangzheng was stunned.
Zhang Xuan was also stunned.
“Ancestor, you…” “Guyue Fangzheng!” “Present!” “As a disciple of the Guyue Family, you should learn more from this young friend.
Remember—there are some things that must be defended with one’s life.” “Sometimes, knowing full well that you are outmatched, yet still daring to draw your sword—that is courage.
It is something our Guyue Family currently lacks.” By the end, Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor’s expression was complex, filled with emotion.
Guyue Fangzheng’s expression turned solemn.
He cupped his fists deeply.
“This junior respectfully obeys the Ancestor’s teachings!” He was overjoyed inside.
Brother Zhang was safe.
He hadn’t expected the Ancestor to be so reasonable—and especially that he thought so highly of Brother Zhang.
Zhang Xuan, on the other hand, was completely baffled.
What was that supposed to mean?
Old man!
Slap me dead!
I’ve gone this far and you still won’t do it?!
He grew anxious and was about to speak again when a graceful figure appeared before him in an instant.
Yun Yao had arrived.
“Greetings, Azure Cloud Sword Immortal!” Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor was exceedingly polite.
Yun Yao gave a faint nod.
She didn’t look at Zhang Xuan behind her, but Zhang Xuan instantly understood.
So Little Yao had been watching the whole time.
She must have had her eye on this old man from the start, which was why he hadn’t dared to make a move.
Realizing this, Zhang Xuan cursed inwardly—coward!
And indeed, Guyue Thirteenth Ancestor had been considering making a move.
Even if he didn’t kill Zhang Xuan, he would have given him a lesson.
He was an immortal, after all.
Did they think he was made of clay?
But the moment he released his aura, he was locked onto by a killing intent so cold it made his hair stand on end.
In that instant, he had no doubt—if he dared to make a move, he would absolutely die today!
Otherwise, could an immortal be this agreeable?
Zhang Xuan was unwilling to let go of such a good opportunity.
He knew that with Yun Yao here today, he probably couldn’t die.
But at the very least, he had to stir up enough trouble to make this old man think about killing him in the future.
So he continued pressing his attack, looking utterly insolent, while never forgetting to drag Azure Cloud Sect into it.
“Old man, my master is here.
You still haven’t said why you came to our Azure Cloud Sect.” “Speak!
Are you here to harm our Azure Cloud Sect?!”