Qianwei Sect.

As a Sect presided over by an Immortal Realm Sect Leader, the Qianwei Sect, much like the Black Dragon Sect, didn’t usually stir up trouble, but they weren’t afraid of it either.

But on this day, while the Qianwei Sect Leader was happily teasing his birds in the courtyard, an Elder flew over in a hurry.

"Sect Leader! Sect Leader! Something terrible has happened!"

"What is it? Why are you so flustered?" the Qianwei Sect Leader asked with a frown. "Has the sky fallen?"

"Sect Leader, someone has come to challenge our Qianwei Sect!" the Elder said anxiously.

"What the hell?" The Qianwei Sect Leader thought he must have misheard. "Someone’s challenging us? Who?"

"Wandao Sect... Xiao Mo..."

"Xiao Mo, ah. I know him. What’s his Realm again?"

"Jade Realm."

"He dares to challenge us as a mere Jade Realm?"

"Yes."

"Just him alone?"

"Yes!"

"What the hell is going on?" The Qianwei Sect Leader rubbed the corners of his eyes. ’A Jade Realm cultivator challenging my Qianwei Sect... Is there something wrong with his head? Get a few Elders and throw him out.’

"Sect Leader, we already did, but they were all beaten to the ground."

"What? None of you could beat him?"

"We couldn’t." The Elder’s old face flushed red. "Um... he’s asking for you by name."

"Me? Good, very good! So he’s looking for me, is he? These young people nowadays... I’ll teach him that youthful arrogance comes with a price." The Qianwei Sect Leader picked up his longsword. "Let’s go. This old man will go meet him!"

「A short while later.」

When the Qianwei Sect Leader arrived at the front mountain, he saw Elders and Deacons lying on the ground, unable to get up, groaning incessantly.

The man himself was sitting on a rock, resting with his eyes closed.

Beside him stood a female Monk.

In the female Monk’s arms was an Exotic Beast.

A fiery look appeared in the Qianwei Sect Leader’s eyes. He guessed this must be Chaos, one of the Four Great Fierce Beasts.

"Xiao Mo, what is the meaning of coming to my Qianwei Sect and injuring my men?" the Qianwei Sect Leader demanded.

"Simply a query of the saber." Xiao Mo stood up, looked at the man before him, and then pointed at Chaos in Wangxin’s arms. "Defeat me, and that thing is yours."

"Migu!" Little Chaos flew out of Wangxin’s arms angrily, flapping at and biting Xiao Mo’s head.

"You said it yourself!" The Qianwei Sect Leader swallowed hard. "Then what do you want?"

"I don’t need anything from you. After you lose, just publicize this matter in great detail. Also, if you’re not convinced, you can come find me anytime," Xiao Mo said calmly.

"Arrogant!" The Qianwei Sect Leader sneered. "Fine! This Seat agrees. To prevent anyone from saying this Seat is bullying a junior, I’ll let you make the first move!"

"Are you sure?"

"I’m sure!"

The moment the Qianwei Sect Leader’s words fell, a flash of saber light streaked past his eyes.

「Half an incense stick later...」

Xiao Mo and Wangxin left the Qianwei Sect.

Little Chaos was still biting Xiao Mo’s head, its small wings continuously slapping him.

It was apparently still angry that Xiao Mo had used it as a wager just now.

Long after Xiao Mo had gone, the Qianwei Sect Leader, still sitting on the ground, picked himself up, looking disheveled and defeated.

He sat on the ground, looking at the longsword in his hand, and replayed the fight in his mind.

The Qianwei Sect Leader wondered if he was dreaming.

He had been defeated in less than twenty rounds.

’But I’m in the Immortal Realm, and he’s only in the Jade Realm...’

"Sect Leader..." an Elder walked up. "Are you all right?"

"I’m fine! What could possibly be wrong with this Seat!" The Qianwei Sect Leader waved his hand dismissively. "This Seat was merely careless, just careless, understand?"

"Understood, Sect Leader, understood." The Elder nodded quickly. "Then, Sect Leader, about the wager with Xiao Mo..."

"..." The Qianwei Sect Leader’s brow twitched, his expression extremely pained.

"Forget it, forget it." The Qianwei Sect Leader sighed. "A bet is a bet. Announce it to the world. Don’t let people say we’re sore losers."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

"Wait!"

Just as the Elder was about to leave to handle the matter, the Qianwei Sect Leader stopped him.

"Sect Leader?"

"Um... when you describe the fight, say that I lasted over a hundred rounds and only lost due to carelessness. An old man has to save some face, you know?"

The Elder: "..."

...

After leaving the Qianwei Sect, Xiao Mo once again went from one Sect to another, making his query of the saber.

If it was a normal Sect, Xiao Mo would only spar with them.

But if he encountered abnormal Sects—the kind bent on killing him—Xiao Mo wouldn’t be polite. He would usually annihilate them directly.

Xiao Mo wouldn’t bother with Sects below the Immortal Realm.

There was no point.

Xiao Mo only fought those in the Immortal Realm.

And after entering the Jade Realm, as long as Xiao Mo didn’t want to die, basically no one could keep him there, not even if those Immortal Realm Sect Leaders activated their Sect Protection Arrays. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

It was through these successive battles that Xiao Mo’s Saber Technique grew more refined and his Realm became more stable.

Xiao Mo felt he was on the right path.

What he needed to do now was to continue using real combat to enhance his Realm and strength.

Once he reached the Immortal Realm, there would be nowhere in the Western Regions he couldn’t go.

He could then return to his Sect and tell the Wandao Sect Leader to step down.

Along the way to the various Sects, cultivators from the Emperor Beast Sect would also try to ambush and kill Xiao Mo.

It was just as the Black Dragon Sect Leader had said.

Even if they couldn’t have Chaos, they didn’t want Xiao Mo to have it either!

Not to mention, Xiao Mo had killed Wu Qingfeng with a single slash right in front of Tang Beifeng. The Emperor Beast Sect was definitely determined to regain its honor.

The Emperor Beast Sect thought that by sending a few Jade Realm Elders to surround and kill Xiao Mo, they could ensure he died without a burial place.

But when Xiao Mo drew his long saber, they discovered they were wrong.

Jade Realm cultivators couldn’t last ten rounds against Xiao Mo.

Later, the Emperor Beast Sect sent Immortal Realm Cultivators to assassinate Xiao Mo, but he routed them in under a hundred rounds, forcing them to flee for their lives.

If there were too many Immortal Realm cultivators and Xiao Mo found himself somewhat outmatched, he would simply leave with Wangxin, and they couldn’t catch him.

But the next time they saw Xiao Mo, they would find his strength had risen to another level, completely incomparable to before.

When Tang Beifeng learned of this, he was so angry he smashed the stone table in his courtyard, wishing he could go after Xiao Mo himself.

But Tang Beifeng maintained his reason.

He knew that for a Sect Leader of the Ascension Realm like himself to go and kill a junior would be to break the tacit rules of the Western Regions’ Demon Sects.

At that point, the Wandao Sect would likely fight the Emperor Beast Sect to the death.

The more Tang Beifeng thought about it, the angrier he became.

Eventually, Tang Beifeng even began to question his life.

How could a Jade Realm cultivator possibly defeat an Immortal Realm Cultivator in under a hundred rounds in this world?

Just where was the limit of this Xiao Mo’s power?

Never mind what would happen when Xiao Mo reached the Ascension Realm; if he reached the Immortal Realm, he would be even more terrifying.

Thus, with Tang Beifeng’s instigation, many Demon Sects joined forces to cause trouble for Xiao Mo.

But after many of their people died, few Sects dared to go after Xiao Mo anymore.

After all, every cultivator in the Upper Three Realms was an extremely hard-won asset, and no Sect could afford to squander them wantonly.

However, just because they stopped looking for Xiao Mo didn’t mean Xiao Mo wouldn’t go looking for them.

Xiao Mo remembered every one of those Sects and annihilated them one by one.

Those he couldn’t annihilate, he set aside for the time being.

Furthermore, Xiao Mo frequently sought trouble with the Ten Great Demon Sects.

Especially the Emperor Beast Sect.

Any cultivator from the Emperor Beast Sect that Xiao Mo came across was left dead.

Unwittingly, the number of Sect Leaders defeated by Xiao Mo grew, as did the number of Sects he annihilated. Every few days, news would spread throughout the Western Regions of another Immortal Realm Sect Leader being defeated by Xiao Mo.

Eventually, it even reached a point where those Immortal Realm Sect Leaders took pride in being able to last a few more rounds against Xiao Mo...

「Two years passed in the blink of an eye.」

In those two years, Xiao Mo had lost count of how many people he had killed.

The Blood Evil Qi in Xiao Mo’s body grew ever more terrifying, several times bringing him to the brink of losing control.

But each time, Xiao Mo forced his way through it with his sheer willpower.

"If you see a man with a long saber, followed by a female monk, with a strange, winged Fierce Beast perched on his head, you must walk the other way!"

This had practically become the consensus among everyone in the Western Regions.

As Xiao Mo became more famous, more and more rumors about him began to circulate.

Some said Xiao Mo was a devil who killed without blinking an eye.

Some said he had to drink human blood every day.

Others said Xiao Mo had already succumbed to his inner demons and become a monster, and that he forced himself upon the female Monk from the Buddhist Sect every day.

As for these rumors, when had Xiao Mo ever cared?

...

"Master, Master... a letter from Senior Brother!"

One day, on the Wandao Sect’s Blood Sin Peak.

Yu Yunwei held a scroll from the Shanhai Dispatch, happily running into her master’s courtyard.