Long Road to Stardom

"Brother Huang, I will pay attention to this next time."

Guo Feng didn't know what to say for a moment, and it took him a long time to utter these words.

But in his heart he still felt that Senior Brother Shen was better than that senior, but he didn't dare say it in front of Senior Brother Huang. However, the heat in his eyes betrayed his inner unrest.

Lin Xing probably didn't expect that the thing he made on a whim could be so amazing. If he had known, he might have been reluctant to give it to him.

Yu Feichen and Guan Cheng were extremely depressed. Every time they blocked a sudden spell and were about to kill those people from the 'Yunshui Sect', another spell would appear immediately. Moreover, each spell was different. It was obvious that the people from the 'Yunshui Sect' were causing trouble.

Fortunately, it was almost over, and if he guessed correctly, there should be only one question left.

Wood, wind, fire, ice, water, thunder, earth, and gold appeared before, and the last one should be a dark spell.

Yu Feichen was resisting the gold spells, secretly wondering in his heart how the dark spells would appear.

While he was thinking, a dark spell called 'Dark Soul Thorn' suddenly appeared not far from him. Yu Feichen had no time to summon magic weapons to resist, so he grabbed the Guancheng beside him and used it to block himself.

Guan Cheng was relatively weak, and he blocked so many spells. Although he did not die, he suffered many injuries, big and small. He had no time to react to Senior Brother Yu's actions and was caught.

He turned around to ask something, but the 'Dark Soul Thorn' had already pierced through his mind, and the words he wanted to ask came to an abrupt end. He looked at Yu Feichen with shock in his eyes.

Yu Feichen had this Guancheng as a meat shield, and the remaining "Dark Soul Thorns" were blocked by the defensive magic weapon he cast behind him.

He really didn't expect that the last dark spell would be hidden inside the gold spell, causing him to suffer a great loss.

"It's a pity that Junior Brother Guan died for him."

He glanced at Junior Brother Guan who was thrown to the ground by him, squatted down, closed Guan Cheng's eyes and murmured, "Junior Brother Guan, I will avenge you, you can go without worry!"

After saying that, he looked up in the direction of Huang Xiangwen and said viciously, "You killed my junior brother, no one can escape, today is the day you die!"

Guo Feng immediately refused to listen to this and retorted, "You were the one who killed your junior brother. What does it have to do with us? Don't even think about asking us to take the blame for you."

"Heh, didn't my junior brother die from the spell you cast?"

Guo Feng was speechless for a moment. He had never seen such a shameless person. He clearly used his own junior brother as a shield and insisted that someone else killed him.

Guo Feng had nothing to say about this kind of person. He just wanted to think about how to escape from him. Looking at him, he probably didn't suffer any injuries. As expected, after a sneak attack, it would be difficult to succeed if you are prepared.

Seeing that the man was about to attack, Guo Feng asked anxiously, "Brother Huang, what should we do now?"

Huang Xiangwen didn't know what to do, so he could only pin his hopes on the small wooden sword given by his senior. However, judging from the spell that appeared before, he didn't hold out any hope at all, and he just hoped that the spell could hold out for a little longer.

Thinking of this, Huang Xiangwen said to Guo Feng, "Junior Brother Guo, there is only one late Nascent Soul cultivator left. I can stop him for a while. You take the other brothers and leave first."

"Brother Huang..."

"Come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Feichen's attack also came down.

Seeing this, Guo Feng didn't say anything more and immediately left with his fellow apprentices.

Huang Xiangwen also immediately activated the last spell of the small wooden sword and waited for the spell to expire. Then he went up to delay himself for a while.

However, it was not as he expected. The last strike of the small wooden sword was not a spell, but a dazzling sword light. It not only dispersed the attack in front of him, but also split the body of the Red Moon Sect monk in half. He lay straight on the ground with his eyes open and died, with disbelief in his eyes.

"So strong..."

Huang Xiangwen said this unconsciously.

He didn't expect that the enemy he couldn't shake would be killed by a ray of sword light. It still felt like a dream now.

Seeing this, Guo Feng, who was about to leave, turned back and came to Huang Xiangwen's side and said, "Brother Huang, is this really what the senior gave you?"

Huang Xiangwen was silent for a while before he nodded.

When Guo Feng heard this, he immediately shouted, "Brother Huang, next time if you meet this senior, can you please have a good talk with him and buy some?"

"I would like to meet this senior again and thank him, but he didn't even tell me his last name, so I can't find him even if I try. What's the point of buying anything?"

"What a pity. If I had known this would happen, I should have made friends with him earlier."

Huang Xiangwen looked Guo Feng up and down and said seriously, "Junior Brother Guo, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but with your strength, how could the senior think highly of you?"

"Brother Huang, although my strength is not that great, I have plenty of spirit stones."

"There shouldn't be any cultivator who can't get along with spirit stones!"

"Senior is definitely not a superficial person. How could he be subdued by the spirit stone?" Huang Xiangwen said with some disdain.

"Brother Huang, you don't understand this!"

"If you ask me..."

At this time, a fellow apprentice who had just turned back interrupted weakly, "Two brothers, what are you arguing about?"

He pointed to the bodies in front and said, "Brother Huang, Brother Guo, what should we do with those bodies?"

Huang Xiangwen and Guo Feng stopped arguing immediately after hearing these words and ordered, "Burn the bodies of the Red Moon Sect's monks, and collect the bodies of the dead sect disciples and take them back."

"Put all the storage bags together and distribute them according to merit."

After hearing the senior brother's instructions, several fellow disciples immediately started to act and did as the senior brother said.

Guo Feng on the side watched with a lack of interest, and had no intention of helping at all.

"Junior Brother Guo, didn't that senior take away a lot of your things before? Now you have a storage bag left behind by a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Red Moon Sect. Why do you still look so uninterested?"

"Brother Huang, if it was before, I would still be interested, but now, I want to meet you more."

"Junior Brother Guo, don't think about this anymore. We were the ones who robbed the senior first, but he killed two of our sect's disciples instead."

"After this incident, the relationship is doomed to never heal."

"What they gave us was just to let us deal with the Xuan Yue Sect."

Huang Xiangwen patted Guo Feng on the shoulder and consoled him, but he secretly felt regretful that he had not made friends with such a powerful cultivator.

If Lin Xing knew this idea, she would definitely cry out in injustice. She just didn't have time to test the effect of the small wooden sword, and gave it away in the spirit of not wasting it. She had no idea that the magic effect of the small wooden sword that she sealed would be so good.

She also didn't expect that she would let Huang Xiangwen and the others wait here for a month, just to see if they were stronger than the "Red Moon Sect" she encountered, and to see if they could wait until a fight broke out.

He had no idea that the group of people had already returned to the sect and sent three Nascent Soul cultivators over. He also had no idea that the small wooden sword he gave saved the lives of Huang Xiangwen and his men, and also killed all the cultivators sent by the Red Moon Sect.

Indeed, things in this world are unpredictable.