<h4>Chapter 1119 - Thunderp Demon Sword</h4>


    Thest name on the scroll was Thunderp Sword Demon Leng Aoran. He was a demonic cultivator with quite the personality in the Profound Azure Manor. Unlike other demonic cultivators who kept a low-profile, he preferred the spotlight.


    Just like his name implied, he was a prideful person and would deliver a challenge before making a move. He tantly told his opponents when he would appear. Furthermore, he wasn’t afraid of an ambush. In fact, he enjoyed when the core disciples of various sects would attack him. After all, they allowed his fame to grow and they were wealthy.


    He was a sinister man with sinister schemes. There were many core disciples that died to him, which is why he was infamous.


    Half a year ago, a subsidiary n of the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect received the challenge and invited Ye Ziling. But in the end, not only were several core disciples injured, Leng Aoran managed to escape from Ye Ziling. It greatly affected the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect’s reputation.


    It was also a great setback for Ye Ziling. After all, she had justprehended the sky sword intent back then and was very proud of herself.


    “Can it be that this fellow has hidden his strength since he enjoys the spotlight? Hmm… not even the sky sword intent can trap him…” Lin Yun knew that Leng Aoran wasn’t like any of the other demonic cultivators that he faced.


    Lin Yun put the scroll away. Unlike Lil’ Purple and Lil’ Red, who ran away to digest the soup, Lin Yun needed to cultivate. After all, the lotus was a powerful herb stained with the blood of a divine beast.


    Sitting down, Lin Yun began to circte the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sutra to refine the medicinal effect within his body. As the Demonic Astral Flowers bloomed in his aura oceans, the medicinal effect from the Indigome Gold Lotus began to pour in. At this moment, his cultivation was increasing at a rapid speed.


    Three dayster, when Lin Yun opened his eyes, he let out a sign and light shed through his pupils. He came from the lower realm, and he still had much potential to be excavated. After consuming the treasures, his cultivation swiftly went from lesser mastery to greater mastery. Then again, Lin Yun could make a breakthrough in the Empyrean Realm by continuing to refine Divine Astral Pellets if he wanted.


    After all, he had already umted enough in the Heavenly Path, and it would go smoothly if he wanted. But there was no meaning in this because he wanted to reach the limit of Heavenly Soul Realm, the legendary limit of seven flowers. Only then would he be confident to face the top-tier geniuses who had extraordinary foundations.


    “Time to head to the Lightflow Ind,” muttered Lin Yun. It was stated on the scroll that the Thunderp Sword Demon would appear on Flowlight Ind next.


    Flowlight Ind was thergest ind right after Fleeting Cloud Ind. There were many local ns on Flow Light Ind, so there was arge amount of wealth here.


    The local ns were basically the subsidiary of the four major ns, and they would offer arge number of resources annually. So other demonic cultivators had to reconsider making a move against them as the four major sects ced great priority on those ns because of their resources. They wouldn’t even allow demonic cultivators to rob those ns.


    The biggest n on Flow Light Ind was the Qiu n. The patriarch had cultivation in the Gxy Stage while the elders were in the Star Stage, not to mention that they had also invited empyreans as guest elders of their ns.


    So no typical demonic cultivators dared to provoke them, but the Thunderp Sword Demon was clearly not an ordinary demonic cultivator. Half a month ago, he left a note to the Qiu n asking them to prepare 8,000 Demonic Astral Pellets. If they dared to refuse his request, he promised to massacre the entire n.


    8,000 Demonic Astral Pellets was an enormous sum even for the Qiu n, and they might not have that much if they emptied out their entire n. Additionally, giving that much away would damage the entire n for hundreds of years.


    At this moment, the hall in Qiu n was filled with people from various ns. Everyone was here because they wanted the reward that the Qiu n promised, 1,000 Divine Astral Pellets.


    It was a huge sum that surpassed what a core disciple would get from their own sect. However, the core disciples wanted something even more than the pellets. They wanted fame for defeating the infamous Thunderp Sword Demon. Whoever managed to kill him would have their name spread far and wide in the Profound Azure Manor.


    Although many core disciples were killed by the Thunderp Sword Demon, many core disciples still came because they thought they were the chosen ones.


    There were many people in the hall who were familiar with each other. Disciples from the King Suspend Pce, Thousand Crane Pavilion, and Azure Thunder Monastery were also present. Those three ns were part of the four major ns and had a much higher position than any other core disciple present.


    Although the core disciples of the other sects weren’t weak and were basically in the Star Stage, the disciples of the three major ns didn’t bat an eye. The Qiu n’s patriarch, Qiu Lingyu, treated everyone evenly.


    Their Qiu n was unlucky to catch the attention of the Thunderp Sword Demon, which meant that they needed to pay a great price to make it through the ordeal.


    “I’m grateful that everyone cane and help now that my Qiu n is in great danger.” The Qiu n’s patriarch cupped his hands with a smile. “I believe that the Thunderp Sword Demon might not even dare to show up with so many geniuses here.”


    “Haha!” The moment the patriarch spoke, a mocking voice sounded out, “Patriarch Qiu, you must be joking. It doesn’t matter how many people havee. If they’re all garbage, they’ll still be killed.”


    The one who spoke was Yan Teng, the core disciple of the King Suspend Pce whose cultivation was at the pinnacle Gxy Stage. He had a robust figure and faintly emitted a monarch aura. Anyone could tell that it was the King Suspend Art of the King Suspend Pce, and he had also cultivated it to a high level.


    His words offended everyone that wasn’t from the major four ns. But the King Suspend Pce was the strongest force in the Profound Azure Manor and Yan Teng wasn’t a nobody. He was one of the top ranked core disciples in the King Suspend Pce.


    It was said that his King Suspend Art had reached the fifth stage, and his aura wasparable to an expert in the Astral Stage. The Astral Stage was thest stage of the Empyrean Realm, and one could manifest their constetion at that point. Once they manifested their constetion, their strength would undergo a drastic transformation.


    Since Yan Teng wasparable to an Astral Stage expert, it naturally made sense that he was so arrogant.


    “That’s right.” A bald monk smiled. “If you’re not strong enough, you might be a hindrance when fighting the Thunderp Sword Demon.”


    That monk was a disciple of the Azure Thunder Monastery. The Azure Thunder Monastery wasn’t an authentic Buddhist lineage and didn’t have any profound aura from the Buddhist sects. On the contrary, they were all ominous-looking. This monk’s name was Fei, a famous figure in the Profound Azure Manor because of his physique.


    The core disciple of the Thousand Crane Pavilion, Lei Lan, sneered, “It’s fine for you guys to stay here, but you better not have any ideas once the Thunderp Sword Demon is dead. Naturally, that includes his treasures.”


    The three seemed to have already discussed among themselves, which upset the core disciples of the other sects.


    “Everyone, calm down. As long as the Qiu n can make it through this ordeal, we’re willing to take out 500,000 Astral Pellets and 500 Demonic Astral Pellets,” said the Qiu n’s patriarch.


    His words finally made everyone calm down, but Patriarch Qiu wasn’t happy. Now, he had to fork out another 500 Divine Astral Pellets.


    The three core disciples of the three major sects couldn’t be bothered because they were only here for the Thunderp Sword Demon.


    “Ha! I heard that there’s someone by the title of Flower Burial recently who might also join in on the fun. It seems like we don’t know who will kill the Thunderp Sword Demon now!” The sects that were overlooked began whispering among themselves because they were trying to incite the three major sects.


    “I heard that this Flower Burial is an expert in the sword, but he’s only used his flute so far. No one has ever seen him using his sword.”


    “I heard that this Flower Burial might be a core disciple of the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect. He’s killing the demonic cultivators who have a grudge with the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect,” said another person.


    “Looks like there’s no one from the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect. Who knows, Flower Burial might show up!” Over the past month, the name Flower Burial had been making waves, so everyone was interested.


    Even Patriarch Qiu was interested in this topic because Flower Burial was simply too mysterious. If Flower Burial really came to help, then the Qiu n might have a high chance of making it through this ordeal.


    “Hmph!” Yan Teng snorted. “He just hides behind his mask. You know, all the demonic cultivators he has in are only in the Star Stage. He better not offend me or I’ll rip his mask off and p his face.”


    “Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect’s Lin Yun is here to help.” Just when Yan Teng was done speaking, a voice sounded out from outside of the hall. Instantly, everyone looked at the entrance with interest.