Could it be that I am the cruel villain?-Chapter 834 - 476: Don’t Let Personal Actions Reflect on the Sect

The disciples of Fulong Pavilion are slightly stronger, but to say how strong, it's just that. With the style of this brother and sister duo, as long as they want to take down the opponent, one can hold off Huang Zhanlong while the other slaughters all those in the Core Formation Stage, and finally, the sibling duo can take down Huang Zhanlong together.

There's no need to mention Joyful Sect's disciples much, not because they look down on them, but because their cultivation style, like a barrel, overly restrains the kind of sword-radical type of Joyful Sect. In terms of the Divine Soul, there's simply no flaw, and Joyful Sect's only choice is to engage head-on.

The problem is.

Would you let Ying Ling or Lan Xuan'er go up and body fight with them? Just thinking about it makes it seem unrealistic, and it's no wonder they don't take Joyful Sect's people seriously, the real deterrent was those few who just appeared out of nowhere.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think. Those few just now, do you recognize them?"

"I don't recognize them, the leader is someone I've never seen before." First shook his head, but then slowly said, "However, when he unleashed his Sword Qi just now, he had a few traits of a Sword Immortal, and the flow of his Cultivation Technique within him even bore the mark of Purple Cloud, he should be a Purple Cloud Palace disciple, claiming to be Jiang. I think he is that young Sword Immortal disciple."

"The other female is also unfamiliar, I've never seen her before, she looks quite young, and to be at the Peak of Core Formation able to fight a Nascent Soul Stage disciple from Fulong Pavilion to a draw, neither side gaining an advantage, this kind of skill is indeed rare."

"And that Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, judging by the clothing and the Thunder Pearl on their wrist, should be a disciple of Divine Thunder Valley, with the Purple Thunder in their hand turning red like blood, it seems they either possess the orthodox bloodline or are a disciple under someone at a higher level, their strength is considerable, Spiritual Energy is thick, and condensing a Nascent Soul should have taken at least over two years, with a solid foundation."

"The initial battle should have been them teaming up to fight that Dragon Fish with their lives, forcing the Dragon Fish to the limit before the opponent had no choice but to cast that Daoist Skill, and it just so happened to be seen by the surrounding people, all wanting to join in on the excitement."

"Unfortunately, some people carelessly lost their lives in the process."

Expressions full of lament, but Ye Wuyu's eyes were even more filled with curiosity, looking in the direction of Jiang Feng and his group. Despite the distance, coupled with the earth trembling and dust rising, they could only see a few small black dots retreating continually, the calm and pretty face carried a hint of combativeness and an imperceptible excitement.

For this brother and sister, demon beasts and so-called opportunities are secondary, their primary goal is to comprehend something on this trip and successfully break through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

"How confident are you in taking down Huang Zhanlong?"

Asked with great interest.

"Fifty percent."

Ye Wuyou's answer was very arrogant, being at the Peak of Core Formation daring to say there's a fifty percent chance to take down a Nascent Soul Stage master; it's crucial to understand, Huang Zhanlong is not some riff-raff Nascent Soul, but a top cultivator with great sect inheritance, armed with high-level magic treasures and techniques.

But for this sibling duo, this isn't really arrogance; it's a very objective statement of fact because just when they first entered Old Dongyue, they encountered a Nascent Soul stage loose cultivator who was eyeing them.

Foolishly trying to block their way intending to snatch the treasures from the siblings, not to mention also setting eyes on the exotic beauty of Ye Wuyu, the final result was… Ye Wuyou had an extra Qiankun Bag around his waist.

From start to finish, the younger sister Ye Wuyu didn't make a move, just calmly watched as her brother punched that Nascent Soul Stage master to death, smashing the body into pulp, the Nascent Soul even trying to escape to no avail, ending with Ye Wuyou capturing and immediately refining it.

"That Nascent Soul Stage cultivator from the Xiang Clan."

"Seventy percent."

"Two at the Peak of Core Formation from Joyful Sect."

"Ninety percent."

"Divine Thunder Valley."

"Thirty percent."

"Purple Cloud Palace."

"…"

The questions grew shorter, but increasingly difficult to answer.

Whoosh—

Facing a huge boulder coming directly at her, Ye Wuyu didn't even turn her head but directly lifted her jade hand to swat the half-human-sized boulder aside, her strong physique was astounding. Looking in the direction of Purple Cloud Palace's crowd, by now people from several forces had already successfully escaped to a safe range.

Meteors continued to fall from the sky, with some shattered rocks flying like cannonballs splattering everywhere, a few even hitting their faces, yet the demon clan siblings stood firm, completely unfazed by the apocalyptic chaos around them.

Unlike the imagined violent, ferocious, and frantic mentality of the demon clan, both Ye Wuyou and Ye Wuyu were of exceptionally calm dispositions, at least on the surface it appeared so, and faced with his sister's question, he pondered for a long time before saying.

"I don't know."

"If I were to face that Sword Qi, I could naturally catch it, but the Sword Force contained within that Sword Qi, I'm afraid I would also dodge temporarily, even though I have not witnessed Liu Jianxian in action, I was fortunate to observe the sword marks she left behind, a single sword splitting the sky, cutting down the Heavenly Demon in the northern desert, that remaining half of the hill left an eternal impression on me."

"Logically, after unleashing such a move, if he became unsteady, with insufficient energy, I could say with ninety percent confidence of taking him down, but the fact is, after that sword slash, his expression remained unchanged, his Qi Mansion unchanged, firm footing, full of strength, as if that sword meant nothing to him and was not a killing move at all."

"At first, I thought he was all pretense, that his Spiritual Energy was already depleted, but… look at that."

Pointing in Jiang Feng's direction.

During the siblings' conversation just now, Jiang Feng's group had already run another half a mile, especially the one who seemed like he never got tired, not only running himself but carrying a person in his arms, turning back now and then to release two Sword Qi to smash flying stones to dust, showing no signs of weakness.

Even Ye Wuyu couldn't help but open her small mouth with a strange expression; at his age, she feared she didn't have such ability.

"That's why I said I don't know, but it does not prevent us from actively seeking them out later, as their target should also be that demon beast. Since that's the case, there will inevitably be a battle, and I don't want anyone to intervene, what do you think?"

"Naturally."

The brother and sister were exceptionally in sync; although they often quarreled, once there was any cooperation needed, the two inherently knew what to do without conversation, walking actively towards the direction of the Fulong Pavilion disciples. What they meant by not wanting anyone to intervene was simple. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Cripple or kill all those around them who might interfere, so no one can intervene.

Boom—

"Whew~"

Feet hit the ground, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

Putting down the pale and weak Qian Luan, she was now the number one injured and naturally needed more care. Looking back, realizing that even while carrying someone, he was running at the forefront, he only now understood the terrifying power hidden within the blood and flesh left by Xuan Xiaozi.

The rest of the group also reached, witnessing the terrifying descent of falling rocks, everyone ran without looking back, only stopping after running several miles away but from this perspective could still see the doomsday-like scene in the distance.

Faces brimming with post-survival joy, especially the Divine Thunder Valley crowd and Jiang Feng exchanging looks, burst into hearty laughter, with mutual trust dispelling previous distance and barriers.

"Lan Xuan'er thanks all the young masters."

Hands positioned by her waist as she gracefully squatted, fingers lifting her skirt's corner, looking elegant and generous, her beautiful eyes sparkling as if they could speak, making her appear endearing, coupled with that grateful and admiring expression, made the disciples from Divine Thunder Valley return the courtesy with clasped hands.

"May I ask for the Young Master's esteemed name? How old are you? And… do you have someone you fancy?"

Like a budding peony, Lan Xuan'er confidently approached Jiang Feng, without any concealment nor shyness, her interest in someone entirely displayed on her face, her usual modus operandi, with some men preferring a cat-and-mouse game, while others favoring straightforwardness.

Expression full of confidence, she had these greenhorns at her fingertips, but before Jiang Feng could answer, Senior Sister Lan Xuan'er, who intended to take action, was dragged back by a small hand from behind!

"Young Master Jiang, don't be offended, I… the disciples of Joyful Sect predominantly have these traits, sigh, please don't elevate it to the sect level based on individual behavior."