The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 477 - 476: It’s not that I want to fight, it’s that you worthless people like being beaten by me.

Chapter 477: Chapter 476: It’s not that I want to fight, it’s that you worthless people like being beaten by me.

After half a month’s preparations by the Second Elder, the transition ceremony for the new leader of the Spirit Sword Sect was conducted as planned.

The Spirit Sword Sect had sent out numerous invitations, inviting major sects and royal disciples from dozens of countries surrounding the Shenwu Kingdom to observe the ceremony.

Starting from the previous day, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect had begun to travel thousands of miles away to welcome the envoys.

Outside the Spirit Sword Sect.

Lijian Xing, dressed in a neat and refreshing white robe, his back adorned with a long sword, appeared lively and spirited, like a teenage sword god, his gaze staring into the distance.

On the horizon ahead, a cloud of dust was stirred up by the pounding hooves.

Soon after, an army of fifty thousand men came to the mountain gate of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Lijian Xing stepped forward and asked, "May I know if the visitors are from the Voyal Family of the Dayue Kingdom?"

Within this legion, a young man with an outstanding air, handsome and dashing, rode up on his horse and smiled, "Indeed, I am Toba Xiu, the crown prince of the Dayue Kingdom’s royal family, invited to attend the Spirit Sword Sect Leader’s transition ceremony."

Lijian Xing smiled with joy, "So it is Your Highness the Crown Prince. I am Lijian Xing, a disciple of the Inner Gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, entrusted with the duty of welcoming Your Highness. Please follow me through the mountain gate."

"Apologies for making Brother Li wait here."

"Colonel Li, your brothers can wait at the foot of the mountain, my personal guards will come with me."

Toba Xiu said indifferently.

"Yes!"

One of the colonels commanding the Moon God Legion responded.

Immediately, Lijian Xing led Toba Xiu towards the interior of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Toba Xiu said, "I heard that your sect has produced an outstanding character, named Lin Bai, and I wonder if I could have the chance to meet him?"

Lijian Xing laughed, "Lin Bai has been in seclusion, but today is an important day for the Spirit Sword Sect, and Lin Bai should leave seclusion. There’s no need to be anxious, Your Highness; you will have the opportunity to meet him later."

Toba Xiu smiled, "That’s excellent, as I’ve been longing to meet this legendary figure."

Lijian Xing laughed heartily, feeling quite proud in his heart.

Having a disciple who was famed all around in the Spirit Sword Sect also brought quite a bit of respect to Lijian Xing and his fellow disciples of the Inner Gate.

...

Elsewhere, another legion arrived on horseback at the gate of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Chu Jiangliu galloped forward and shouted, "The royal family of the Shenwu Kingdom is invited to attend the Spirit Sword Sect Leader’s transition ceremony!"

Wang Hao quickly appeared, laughing and calling out, "Young prince, I’ve been waiting half the day, why did you only just arrive? Where’s the First Princess?"

Chu Jiangliu saw Wang Hao. The two had previously fought battles together and were old acquaintances.

Upon this reunion, both of them were incredibly cordial, greeting each other like brothers.

At this time, the impressive First Princess stepped forward, laughing and saying, "Where’s Lin Bai? Why didn’t he come to pick me up?"

Upon hearing the First Princess’s tone, Wang Hao felt as if he was dealing with an aggrieved young wife.

He gave a dry laugh and said, "Senior Brother Lin Bai is currently in seclusion. Let’s not discuss this for now. Let’s enter the Spirit Sword Sect first."

Immediately, Wang Hao led the First Princess and Chu Jiangliu into the Spirit Sword Sect.

...

For a time, the entire Spirit Sword Sect was flooded with members from royal families and disciples from large sects across the Martial Arts Empire.

At the ferry crossing.

The big ship of the Shengyue Sect slowly docked.

A group of warriors from the Shengyue Sect disembarked from the ship. As they lifted their heads to look at the Spirit Sword Sect, their eyes shone with a savage and hostile light.

They seemed to be harboring unfriendly intentions.

The leader of the Shengyue Sect was He Ran, who had previously served as Tuoba Feng’s deputy.

And He Ran’s son, Tang Yuan, had been killed by Lin Bai on the southern battlefield.

"Is this the Spirit Sword Sect?"

"Ugh, such a poor remote place, it’s simply unbearable to look at compared to our Shengyue Sect."

"Is this hellhole even suitable for disciplining disciples?"

"Garbage sects can only produce garbage disciples!"

A group of disciples from the Shengyue Sect sneered and ridiculed.

Just then, a disciple from the Spirit Sword Sect dashed over. Once close, he was recognized as Sun Qian.

With a smile, Sun Qian asked, "May I have the pleasure of addressing the honorable members of the Shengyue Sect?"

Tang Tianhao wore an expression of indifference, keeping his mouth shut. However, a disciple standing behind him from the Shengyue Sect retorted angrily, "Who are you calling a colleague of yours? Watch your tongue! How is your low-grade sect, Spirit Sword Sect, even worthy to stand beside our Shengyue Sect?"

Sun Qian listened and instantly fell into displeasure, his face turning iron green.

After a while, Sun Qian managed to squeeze a thin smile on his iron-green face, saying, "I assume all of you have come to participate in the succession ceremony of our Leader. Since all of you are our esteemed guests, please allow me to guide you in."

The Shengyue Sect disciple sneered and ridiculed in response, "I’m not here to witness any ceremony. I’m here to hold a funeral for the Spirit Sword Sect!"

"Hahahaha."

Having said that, the Shengyue Sect disciple broke out in a triumphant, wild laugh.

Angered, Sun Qian retorted, "We, the Spirit Sword Sect treats you all as distinguished guests, but please don’t be too presumptuous!"

The Shengyue Sect disciple sneered, "Well, you want to fight? Fine then. I happen to be one of the Three Swords of the Saint Moon and am also a sword cultivator, let me experience how formidable is the sword skill of the Spirit Sword Sect."

The disciple dashed forward, exhibiting his cultivation at the Half-step Divine Pill Realm.

Before Sun Qian could react, he was sent flying by one punch from this disciple.

Full of shock, Sun Qian coughed up blood, his face pale, his internal bones were shattered, and his vital organs were displaced - he was severely injured.

This disciple of the Shengyue Sect didn’t show any mercy from the start, displaying an intention to kill Sun Qian outright.

"You guys!"

Upon falling to the ground, Sun Qian roared in anger.

This disciple of the Shengyue Sect sneered, "Well, it looks like the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect aren’t worth a damn."

At this moment, Tang Tianhao spoke, "Alright, Wang Yingjie, stop making a scene. After all, we are guests. Even though the host here is shabby, we should not overstep our boundary."

"Little guy, lead us in."

Tang Tian looked at Sun Qian, his face grinning coldly.

Wang Yingjie, one of the Three Swords of the Saint Moon Sect, had unfathomable cultivation, and had just broken through to the Middle Stage of the Half-step Divine Pill Realm a while ago.

Enduring the intense pain, Sun Qian stood up and said, "Esteemed seniors, please follow me."

Limping forward, with every step Sun Qian left behind a bloody footprint.

But Sun Qian couldn’t lose his dignity. He was the one receiving the guests, and it was his mission to bring all the sects attending the ceremony to the Spirit Sword Sect.

If he left the Shengyue Sect behind out of spite, the Spirit Sword Sect would likely be labeled as impolite in the future, tarnishing the prestigious demeanor of a great sect and making them the laughing stock of other sects.

When Sun Qian led the disciples of the Shengyue Sect to the inner gate of the Spirit Sword Sect,

Lijian Xing was escorting Tuoba Xiu from the royal family of the Dayue Kingdom, and Wang Hao was accompanying Chu Jiangliu, the First Princess of the Shenwu Kingdom, in his company.

"Sun Qian, what happened to you?"

Wang Hao and Lijian Xing, seeing the injured Sun Qian, immediately ran to him and asked.

The pain made Sun Qian’s face turn liver-colored, but he still endured it and said, "I’m fine."

Wang Yingjie chuckled, "Of course, he’s fine. I held back with my move. I’ve heard that the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect are very skilled swordsmen. I couldn’t resist challenging him, but I never imagined that he would be such a useless waste that he couldn’t even withstand a single punch of mine."

Filled with rage, Lijian Xing glared at Wang Yingjie, assuming that it was Shengyue Sect who caused the harm.

Lijian Xing glared at Wang Yingjie and shouted angrily, "So, you want to start a fight."

Wang Yingjie looked down on Lijian Xing and said, "It’s not me who wants to fight, but pathetic wretches like you seem to enjoy getting beaten."

"You!"

In response to the escalating rage, Lijian Xing was about to draw his treasure sword and duel with Wang Yingjie.