Chapter 186 Ancient Scroll

Reacting as quick as lightning, Qin Shaoyang immediately chased after Xiao Chen and swiftly reappeared in front of the latter. Xiao Chen unleashed Cyan Dragon Roars at Qin Shaoyang without another word, prompting the latter to raise his palm to resist. Following a loud crashing sound, both retreated by three meters. The force of the collision also caused the weaker disciples around them to nearly lose their footing.

Their two palm attacks were equally as powerful.

Quite a few disciples were flabbergasted. Their First Brother had, after all, entered the Core Forming Realm a long time ago. Qin Shaoyang extended his arm after regaining his footing and said sternly, "This is the resting place of the elders of this sect. You cannot trespass any further!"

Xiao Chen raised his head and saw the faint words "Pure Harmony Hall" appearing under the moonlight. He could detect a wisp of Xian'er's breath coming from within the hall. He stepped forward, saying, "Hand her over!"

Seeing that Xiao Chen had not given up trying to charge into the hall, Qin Shaoyang immediately stepped forward to stop him. Both of them once again exchanged blows. Even though Xiao Chen possessed extraordinary tricks from the Mystic Cyan Sect, his cultivation was ultimately inferior. He was unable to break through Qin Shaoyang's defense in the short term. He had no choice but to yell in the direction of the hall, "Xian'er! Xian'er!" Unfortunately, no answer came from the hall. Evidently, someone had placed a soundproofing Barrier in the area.

Qin Shaoyang said, "I have told you that this is where the elders of this sect conduct their business. If you're adamant that your friend is here, why don't you have a rest in the side hall while waiting for the elders to come out and prove it to you?"

"They must have kidnapped Xian'er. If I wait around, I don't know where they'd hide her," Xiao Chen thought. He stepped forward as an ice-cold murderous aura immediately dispersed from him.

"You're all determined to stop me, aren't you..."

When he spoke, his clothing moved despite there not being even a wisp of wind. Everyone could detect his icy coldness. They had heard of his deeds in the East Continent and how he unleashed his demonic nature in killing a peak Core Forming Realm cultivator with a single punch and a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator with a slash of his sword. For a moment, everyone quaked deep inside.

Right then, another three sword radiances landed on the square. The newcomers were all Core Forming Realm cultivators. One of them said, "Who dares to trespass on the sect! Seize him!" The other two people swiftly stood in front and behind Xiao Chen, effectively sealing his escape routes.

Qin Shaoyang reached out and said, "Don't be hasty, Junior Brothers! I'm sure Brother Xiao has a misunderstanding about the Xianyong Sect."

"Huh, a misunderstanding!" Xiao Chen sneered. "There's no misunderstanding! Hand her over now!" Earlier in the day, he had quite a good impression of the people from this sect. Right now, however, their refusal to admit to kidnapping Xian'er was simply hypocritical.

"Imprudent!" One of the Core Forming Realm cultivators who had just arrived bellowed. He swiftly followed it up with a sneak palm attack. His attack was incomparably powerful and fierce, causing gale to rise all around. Xiao Chen sneered and immediately moved his Qi throughout his body. He unleashed a palm attack, smoothly cutting through the cultivator's palm and hit the latter on the chest. Immediately, the cultivator was sent flying 20 more meters away.

The disciples gasped in shock. Xiao Chen's power had exceeded their imagination. They never thought that he was simply repaying the favor when Qin Shaoyang showed him courtesy earlier. However, he had no reason to be courteous to a cultivator who yelled bloody murder as soon as he showed up. His cultivation was already at the peak of the Foundation Building Realm. Why should he fear an ordinary Core Forming Realm cultivator?

Upon seeing this, the two other Core Forming Realm cultivators immediately started reciting spells quietly and unsheathed their own Immortal's Sword. In the cold night, the glint of the two Immortal's Swords appeared particularly sinister. They whizzed through the air and lunged at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen retreated sideways and instantly whipped out his Unsullied Sword. The handle and blade of the sword were enveloped in a layer of white halo under the bright moon, making it look like divine and serene. Following the cry of an animal, the sword turned into a white radiance and charged at the two Immortal's Swords. That elicited alarmed cries from the onlookers. "It's an Unsullied Immortal's Sword!"

The Unsullied Sword was currently ranked 7th on the Tome of Legendary Weapons. Rumors had it that a person who achieved immortality and became a fairy had forged this weapon a thousand years ago. Its power couldn't be underestimated. He had simply been unable to master the intricacies when Yu Yifeng first gifted him the sword, resulting in his lackluster of use of the sword.

It was a different story now. He had long become one with the Unsullied Sword and achieved a true harmonious state of mind with it. Everyone watched the three blinding white radiances in the air that emitted clanging sounds every now and then. However, it was obvious that the two other swords were no match for the Unsullied Sword. In no time at all, the white radiance of the two swords dimmed significantly before returning to their respective owners.

The other disciples were dumbstruck, astonished that their Senior Brothers couldn't win against Xiao Chen even while working together. Just what terrifying state was Xiao Chen's cultivation in?

The two Core Forming Realm cultivators felt an intense heartache after seeing the numerous nicks and cuts on the flying swords that they had forged over many years. One of them bellowed furiously, "How brazen of you!"

"Why would I trespass on the Xianyong Sect if I'm not brazen? Hurry up and hand her over! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Xiao Chen retorted icily. The Unsullied Sword cried and then returned to his hand.

"I fear you'll be able to break in tonight, but not out!" Following a chiding voice coming from afar, waves of countless disciples appeared from all directions. They were all holding swords and arranging themselves into an immense sword formation that besieged Xiao Chen.

The moon gradually disappeared as the two sides were deadlocked until dawn. Many disciples were thoroughly exhausted but Xiao Chen was stubbornly refusing to concede. The others now knew that without their elders, no one among them was able to subdue him.

The stalemate continued for more than two hours. Xiao Chen's fierce aura unexpectedly intensified as he forced his way toward the Pure Harmony Hall step by step. The disciples immediately tried to stop him. Right then, a creaking sound reverberated as the door of the hall finally opened slowly. When the disciples saw a cyan-robed old man walking out of the hall, they immediately greeted him with respect. "Master!"

The cyan-robed old man nodded. "You may all leave." Simultaneously, a clear voice like the ringing of silver bells came from inside the hall. "Brother Xiao Chen!" Murong Xian'er then ran out to the square.

Murong Xian'er had regained her usual appearance as if nothing had ever happened. Xiao Chen immediately lowered his body to envelop her in a hug. "Did they hurt you?"

Murong Xian'er shook her head. The other disciples were all stunned. Never have they expected that the person Xiao Chen was looking for was truly in their sect. Xiao Chen's gaze turned cold as he scanned the people around him. "Did you people get a clear look?"

The disciples blushed with shame. No one could find the words to answer him. Murong Xian'er hastily said, "Don't blame them, Brother Xiao Chen. The Grandpas here treat me very well."

Seeing that she was safe and sound, Xiao Chen was sure that someone used their own Qi to heal her. He raised his head to look at the cyan-robed old man in front of the hall. If that old man was simply trying to save Xian'er, why would he sneak into their room at night and kidnap her? He rose to his feet and said, "Excuse my frankness. What's your intention in doing this?"

The disciples were similarly confused. Could this be for the sake of that one-half of the ancient scroll? They all looked at their master. The cyan-robed old man nodded. "I'm Fengxi. Don't worry, my young friend. I hold no ill will against you and your sister."

"Then thank you kindly, Senior. If there's nothing else, I'll bid you farewell here!" Xiao Chen remained suspicious of this matter. He was ready to pull Murong Xian'er away.

Right then, the group of dozen youngsters also arrived at the public square. On their way here, they had more or less learned what was going on here. They became relieved when they saw no casualties on both sides.

"Please stay, my young friend. There's something you may be interested in." Perfected Immortal Fengxi suddenly stopped him.

"I came to the Middle Continent to track my master. Is what he's talking about related to what happened a thousand years ago?" Xiao Chen swiftly turned around and said, "Please be frank, Perfected Immortal."

Perfected Immortal Fengxi nodded. "Very well, come with me." He turned around and walked into the hall.

Xiao Chen understood that Fengxi was asking him to enter by himself but he wasn't comfortable with leaving Xian'er on her own. After all, this wasn't the Jade Qing Sect that he was familiar with. While he was worrying, the woman who helped him look after Xian'er yesterday walked up to him. "Rest assured that our Xianyong Sect has no reason to harm your sister."

Murong Xian'er added, "Don't worry, Brother Xiao Chen. The Grandpa must have something for you since he's asking you to go in." Xiao Chen nodded after thinking about it. He handed her to the woman and then walked into the hall as well.

The door closed as soon as he stepped inside the hall. Xiao Chen also raised his guard. Noticing his nervousness, Perfected Immortal Fengxi chuckled. "Don't be nervous, my young friend. Let me make the introductions. This is the Elder governing our Pavilion of Swords, this is the Elder governing our Pavilion of Thoughts, this is the Elder governing our Pavilion of Laws..."

When Xiao Chen spotted the three old men with white hair and beard seated on the praying mats below, he thought, "None of them are inferior to Perfected Immortal Qingchen cultivation-wise. If they want to attack me, they don't have to do it in such a roundabout way." Immediately, he saluted the three old men and asked, "Why have you summoned me here, Perfected Immortal?"

The old men exchanged looks. Fengxi smiled and said, "You don't know the identity of the girl with you, do you?"

Xiao Chen racked his brain. Xian'er was able to conjure the image of the Three Emperors yesterday and even the image once appeared a long time ago, only that she was unable to remember it. He had long known that Xian'er was no ordinary human, so he didn't find this strange.

Right now, he was more curious about what this old thing was up to. He said, "Of course, I do. I'm just curious about your intention. If you were merely trying to help, why didn't you inform me and cause such a misunderstanding?"

"Well..." Suddenly, a faint blush appeared on Perfected Immortal Fengxi's face. He coughed twice. "Well, us old folks here wanted a bit of blood from her..."

"What?! You're her seniors! How could you?!"

Xiao Chen nearly jumped from his shock and rage. It was a common saying that ordinary people would gain immortality if they drank the blood of an Immortal Spirit. However, Xian'er was already that weak and frail. How could they take their Blood Essence?! Even though they claimed to have only taken a bit of her blood, who knew how much did they really take? Was it a bowl or a basin of blood? Were it not for the fact that he was no match for these old things, he would really like to go up to them and beat them up.

Perfected Immortal Fengxi went very red in the face. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Don't be hasty, my young friend! Please allow me to finish my sentence. We need a bit of her blood to undo the seal on an ancient scroll. What do you think?"