Chapter 438: No Chance of Winning

Chapter 438: No Chance of Winning

A hint of fatigue appeared on Fang Chen's face. Earlier, in order to ensure that he could completely kill both Tong Hu and the ancestor of the Heavenly Southern Sect, he had used the Eight Desolation Supreme Sword Scripture twice. Adding this strike, he had used it a total of three times.

Fortunately, now that he had immortal sword veins to act as his foundation, he no longer consumed his lifespan as easily as before. If he only used the first form, he didn't have to worry about any problems.

The two Foundation Building Realm cultivators were stunned as they did not expect their Golden Core Realm cultivator to be killed by someone with just one sword. When they finally regained their senses, they suddenly realized that the person had disappeared.

Puff, puff....

Fang Chen emerged from the shadows, ending the lives of the two Foundation Building Realm cultivators with one strike each.

The peasant woman looked shocked. "Lord Fang!?"

Yan Ruyue and Zhang Xiaoke were dumbfounded.

Only Zhang Xiaoke wore a smile that said: "This is how it should be."

Yan Ruyue took in a sharp breath. Her eyes were full of doubt. "He just... killed a Golden Core Realm cultivator!?"

"Elder Su, the situation in the imperial city is very dangerous now. If you have any trump cards, use them now. Don't wait until it's too late."

Fang Chen looked at the old hen, which had one of its wings broken, then turned and headed toward the hunting grounds. The Golden Core Realm cultivators over there couldn't hold on any longer, and if the Golden Core Realm cultivators from the Spirit Blood Sect were allowed to intervene, no one would be able to stop the complete refining of the entire imperial city.

The peasant immediately hugged the old hen into her arms and then led Yan Ruyue and Zhang Xiaoke to follow Fang Chen.

"Master, he's heading in that direction!" said Yan Ruyue, frightened.

“He must have his reasons. If we want to survive this, we can only follow him," whispered the peasant woman.

Zhang Xiaoke nodded with a smile. "Yes, we will be safe if we follow him. "

***

A flying sword suddenly shot out from the shadows, killing the Foundation Building Realm cultivator who was besieging Li Daoye and his companions.

Lida Yanjing was overjoyed. "Fourth Brother, you're just in time!"

Nong Guiquan emerged from the shadows, looking solemnly toward the direction of the hunting grounds.

Fang Chen arrived at the hunting grounds where the situation was extremely disadvantageous. It was clear that Fang Tingjian and his group were being suppressed and were finding it difficult to fight back.

The number of Spirit Blood Sect's Foundation Building Realm and Qi Refining Realm cultivators had been increasing. They had probably sent reinforcements after they failed to assassinate Dongfang Haojie a few days ago. They were presumably here to aid in the refining of the imperial city.

Suddenly, Fang Wanli let out a roar. "Qian Wuji, you old turtle, are you also from Spirit Blood Sect!?"

Fang Tingjian came down from the sky and landed near Fang Chen. He had an injury that pierced through him, exposing his internal organs, which were ruptured and bleeding.

The person who launched the surprise attack was none other than Qian Wuji, who had previously teamed up with Fang Tingjian to deal with the Spirit Blood Sect's Golden Core Realm cultivator.

Immortal Tianwu and the others were stunned as they never expected Qian Wuji to betray them at this crucial moment.

Jiang Shun's face turned grim. "I shouldn't have come here this time, damn it!"

Under his protection, Sui Nianhua and the others were unharmed. Sui Nianhua's illusion technique even proved useful at this moment.

Princess Shenlong was shocked and furious as she stared at Qian Wuji with a mix of horror, confusion, and bewilderment. "Uncle!?"

Qian Wuji looked down upon Princess Shenlong and the others. "Since you call me Uncle, I'll ask you, do you want to join the Spirit Blood Sect?"

At that moment, the Golden Core Realm cultivators from Spirit Blood Sect arrived by his side. Including him, the Spirit Blood Sect now had three cultivators in the grand completion stage of the Golden Core Realm, seven to eight in the late stages, over ten in the mid stages, and dozens in the early stages. The Spirit Blood Sect's strength completely overwhelmed everyone.

"Uncle, the Great Qian is our homeland. How could you join the Spirit Blood Sect and slaughter your own people!?" said Princess Shenlong hoarsely.

Qian Wuji said indifferently, "During the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations, I couldn't make it through, but I didn't want to die. I wanted to advance to the Nascent Soul Realm. Joining the Spirit Blood Sect was the best choice for me. I will have the qualification to advance to the Nascent Soul Realm after today. By then, not to mention a mere Great Qian Empire, I can easily create ten Great Qian Empires again!"

The princes and princesses present were all stunned. They never expected their ancestor to have such plans.

"Ancestor, I'm willing to join Spirit Blood Sect!" Qian Feng suddenly shouted hoarsely. Due to his shout, the Spirit Blood Sect cultivators who were attacking him paused for a moment. Many princes and princesses followed suit, expressing their willingness to join the Spirit Blood Sect.

However, Qian Wuji glanced at him and said lightly, "What qualifications do you have?"

Qian Feng, who thought he had caught a lifeline, almost fainted on the spot when he heard those words.

Qian Wuji then glanced at Qian Feng with disdain before looking at Princess Shenlong.

"Only you have the chance to join. If you join the Spirit Bood Sect, I can plead for leniency for you with the higher-ups. As for the others, they will all be refined into pills. You guys stand no chance of winning."