Chapter 425 422- You Aren’t… (4)

The Solitary Sword Sect disciples hearing this haughty voice turned to see a giant squeezing through the double doors of the Inn.

A disciple who was near the entrance watched as this giant walked up to him and then looked down.

"Hey, who are you people to take our Inn, do you want me to lop off your head?"

The disciple hearing this booming voice while feeling Mu Fan's oppressive aura had his face go pale; he had to take several steps back to stop feeling like he was being suffocated by Mu Fan's presence.

"What the hell are you? Are you some Ice Troll in human form?"

The disciple said with a terrified expression.

For him and everyone else, it was their first time seeing someone so large. The reason for this is that not many people on the Star Bound Continent cultivate their physiques, they mainly focused on Internal Cultivation.

The only people who put more than a minuscule amount of attention on External Cultivation was the High Mountain Sect. A place that was said to be the Holy Land for those training in External Martial Arts.

But none of their disciples had such a physique, not even Monk Zimo who was the number one genius of the High Mountain Sect in this generation.

Just one of Mu Fan's hands could fully wrap around the disciple's head and that terrified him to no end.

As the Solitary Sword Sect disciples were drawn to Mu Fan's stature, they completely dismiss the others behind him. Obviously, this giant was the leader.

Behind Mu Fan, Jun looked around the Inn and immediately his eyes landed on the youth that was previously being stomped on.

His figure suddenly fade away and then a moment later reappeared beside that youth.

"W-What, when did you get here?!"

The Solitary Sword Sect disciple who was doing the stomping was frightened by Jun's speed.

"Such viciousness, who did this?"

Jun said after examining the youth.

"S-Squad Leader…"

The youth said with an excited gleam in his eyes when he saw Jun.

Whether it was the Intelligence Team led by Lihua, the Beggars Faction made up of mortals by Jun or the Teams led by both Fang Chen and Fei Yin. Everyone saw Jun, Lihua, Fang Chen, Fei Yin, Yang Su, and Mu Fan as equals since they were Squad Leaders in the Divine Music Sword Faction.

A rule of the faction was to never disobey an order from a Squad Leader, though they would place importance on their own Squad Leader's order.

However, there was someone else they had to take orders from no matter what, and it overruled everyone else's. Those that joined the Faction six months earlier knew who that was, but those that join in recent months only heard about their Faction Leader by word of mouth.

"Don't speak, save your energy and heal."

Jun said before he took out a medicinal pill and have that youth swallow it. He then placed a hand on the youth's chest, before slowly raising his hand. From the youth's chest, sinister black energy in the shape of a small sword was pulled out.

Jun's eyes narrowed before he grabbed the Sword Energy and crushed it with brute strength.

In a room on the third floor of the Inn, the moans of a woman could be heard coming from inside. In this room, the bare figures of a man and woman could be seen entangled in the white sheets of the large bed.

Suddenly, the man who was busy sucking on the woman's supple breast snapped his head up. His eyes flashed with a cold look.

The woman who was feeling lustful pleasure happened to see this looked flashed past this young man's eyes, and that lustful pleasure deflated like a balloon releasing air to be replaced with slight dread.

"Y-Young Master, what is it?"

After a brief silence, the young man said coldly.

"A bug just disturbed my web."

After saying that the young man then looked down at the woman who was wearing a slightly nervous expression.

The cold look on the young man's face vanished and he said with a warm smile.

"Ah, did I scare you? Don't worry."

*Push*

"Ahh~"

The woman suddenly released a moan as the young man unexpectedly leaned forward and went deeper.

The young man smirked and then said again.

"I'll finish before I deal with those bugs, they're not going anywhere."

"Y-Young Master Sol, w-wait… ah~"

The woman's moans echoed once more as the man mercilessly rammed his hips into her, making her moans grow louder and louder.

"He dealt with Young Master's Sol Sword Aura so easily, who is this kid?"

Back on the first floor of the Inn, Mu Fan, and the others looked over to Jun and saw the youth's condition.

Mu Fan's eyes narrowed before he turned back to the disciple in front of him and raised his hand.

"Ah, d-don't kill me!"

Seeing Mu Fan's massive hand come down on him the disciple released a frightened yell, but this cry did nothing.

BANG!

Mu Fan's palm slammed into that disciple and he was sent flying; crashing into the tables and shattering them.

*Vomit*

The disciple coughed up a mouth full of blood dying his silver robes red before fainting.

Seeing this, all the Solitary Sword Sect disciples sucked in a cold breath of air.

That disciple wasn't much weaker than most of them here, but he was sent flying by a palm strike from this giant Ice Troll.

How terrifying!

However, a disciple who was stronger, being in the Core Formation Realm, glared at Mu Fan before barking out.

"Bastard! You dare attack a disciple of our Solitary Sword Sect?! You're seeking death you fucker!!"

*Swoosh*

That disciple drew his sword and attack Mu Fan.

Mu Fan snorted and then lifted his hand to grab the sword.

The disciple seeing Mu Fan wanted to grab his sword with his bare hand gritted his teeth in anger. He realized Mu Fan wasn't even taking him seriously.

"Arrogant bastard! I'll chop off your hand then!"

The disciple's sword then began to radiate a vibrant silver sword aura. It swiftly approached Mu Fan's still outstretched hand, however, before it could reach him, Fuangu suddenly leaped forward and block the attack with his own sword.

"Elder brother Mu Fan, let us handle these people. After all, we can't accept your generosity if these bastards aren't kicked out of the Inn. Shoeless Faction, drive out these fucking squatters!"

Fuangu roared and immediately thirty or so people from the outside rushed in.

"My Faceless Faction, drive these fools out as well!"

Mao Wen too had his Faceless Faction attack the disciples of the Solitary Sword Sect, before joining in.

Immediately, tables and chairs began to be destroyed.

Back to where Jun was, that Solitary Sword Sect disciple looked at him and his expression turned frosty.

"Bastard from the Maple Continent, how dare you come to our Continent to pick a fight with us?!"

He then drew his sword and rushed towards Jun.

Jun, however, didn't so much as looked at him. Taking up the disciple in his arms his gaze then turned to the other members of the Faction that had been forced to become servants.

*Swoosh*

The sword the Solitary Sword Sect slashed at Jun's back simply went through his afterimage.

The disciple didn't have time to register what just happened as a youth from either of the two Religions slashed his sword towards him. It was quite hard to distinguish the two religions as both members weren't wearing any shoes.

In less than two breaths worth of time, Jun appeared by the others side somehow carrying with him the seven Faction members forced to become servants.

After placing them down he wasted no time removing the Sword Aura inside them. Fei Yin moved as well to heal their injuries.

"Squad Leaders, I, Zhi Min have failed the mission you entrusted me."

Lihua looked at the Zhi Mu and said.

"As the Team Leader I appointed to oversee this mission you have some responsibilities, but it's not entirely your fault. I am to blame as well for not foreseeing this and preparing in advance."

"Could you tell us what exactly happened in the month when we lost contact with you?"

Li Wen who was off to the side asked.