Infiltrating the world of cultivation

For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

These twenty people were all people who walked in the dark, and their fighting spirit was very strong. They were only slightly surprised, and then they dispersed.

The seemingly chaotic formation actually formed a deadly array, capable of both offense and defense.

Wang Chao observed that there were a total of twenty-three people, and twenty-two of them stood up and formed a battle formation around them.

There was also an old man who, seemingly oblivious to everything, was still sitting cross-legged by the campfire, roasting mutton.

The reason you can tell it's mutton is because there's a blood-soaked sheep's head next to the campfire.

The reason why the dynasty was so surprised was not because there were more than twenty people here, but because these people were all innate masters!

Could it be that it has run into another spirit mine? Wang Chao was speechless. If it had run into a spirit mine, it wouldn't be so easy to get out.

"How did you end up here?"

From the crowd stepped forward a burly middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a square face; he seemed to be the leader of the group.

This person has a kind and honest face, and looks like a reliable person.

"I got lost and crawled out of that cave."

Wang Chao didn't know how to explain it either, after all, his experience was too bizarre.

"Nonsense! We've been here for decades, and that cave only has this one entrance!"

"Speak! Which faction are you from, and who sent you as a spy?"

Beside the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a square face, a young man with a pointed mouth, monkey cheeks, and a shifty face spoke up.

Clearly, he didn't believe what the dynasty said at all.

"I am a disciple of the Qinghui Sword Sect, how could I possibly mingle with you mortals?"

Wang Chao was somewhat speechless. What kind of traitor would willingly walk into a trap and escape on their own?

Although he was indeed an undercover agent, he had absolutely no connection with these people.

"Qinghui Sword Sect? Is that the cultivation sect that Brother Jian went to?"

Don't listen to his nonsense; he has no spiritual energy!

The young man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face was quite knowledgeable, as he actually knew about the existence of spiritual power.

Wang Chao looked at these people dressed in all black and felt that their attire looked familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

"You also know about the Qinghui Sword Sect? Where is this? How far is it from the Qinghui Sword Sect?"

When Wang Chao heard that these people also knew about the existence of the Qinghui Sword Sect, he was overjoyed. It seemed that he hadn't teleported too far.

"Dude, not bad acting! If we weren't already retired from the trade, we'd use you as practice for our swordsmanship today!"

A mocking glint flashed in the eyes of the young man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks; clearly, he did not believe Wang Chao's words.

"Well, you don't believe me, and I don't like listening to you, so let's practice!"

Wang Chao also lost his temper. Before he could say more than a few words, this sharp-faced, monkey-like young man became aggressive and volatile, like he had swallowed gunpowder.

If we don't teach him a lesson, he won't even know why the flowers are so red!

"Oh? Big brother, he wants to have a match with me!"

The young man with a pointed face and monkey-like features said to the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a square face beside him, "Clearly, the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a square face is their leader."

This young man with a pointed face and monkey-like features, who seems frivolous, actually has such a sense of discipline. Clearly, they are an organization with strict discipline. Moreover, the young man's remarks just now were very likely a provocation.

The two of them, one silently playing the good cop and the other arrogantly playing the bad cop, put on quite a charade.

Wang Chao realized that he was likely being led astray by them. Although he was very unhappy about this, he didn't dwell on it too much. Since they hadn't taken direct action, it meant that these people were not murderers.

If we can manage the situation well, and solve problems with our brains, we shouldn't resort to violence. China is a land of etiquette, and we shouldn't lose face when we're abroad.

"Since this young friend has proposed a contest, let's have a friendly spar, but we'll stop when we've reached our limit."

The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a square face, after speaking, did not forget to give a reminder, as if afraid that the young man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks would not stop.

"Then please enlighten me!"

The young man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, after receiving tacit approval, had a playful look on his lips, and then performed a martial arts etiquette for Wang Chao.

"must!"

Wang Chao clasped his hands in return.

bass!

Without any warning, the young man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face flicked a soft sword out of his sleeve. The soft sword, like a venomous tongue lurking in the night, suddenly shot out.

"You bitch! You're playing dirty tricks on me!"

Wang Chao was startled. The sword strike was too sudden, and he was completely unprepared. His experience in the martial world was still too shallow, and he was still too green to fight against this group of people.

bass!

Wang Chao drew a black iron sword from the nine-story ancient pagoda. This sword was taken from the Wei Kingdom's treasury and was originally intended to be collected as an antique.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy at this time. The reason he didn't use the low-grade magic weapon flying sword was firstly because he had lost all his spiritual power and was afraid of attracting the covetous eyes of those with ulterior motives, and secondly because he didn't want to use his sword to bully others.

Wow!

The crowd was in an uproar. Everyone thought that the dynasty would be defeated in one move, or at least make a fool of themselves, because their moves were all killing techniques that aimed to kill with a single blow.

Therefore, no one was optimistic about the dynasty.

"Did anyone see clearly where he took his sword from?"

Someone rubbed their eyes. The Dynasty's Xuan Tie sword was extremely powerful and could not be folded, bent, or hidden. So the question is, where did the Dynasty take the sword from?

The old man sitting cross-legged by the campfire caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Others might not have noticed, but he did: before this, Wang Chao had no sword on him at all.

This isn't some kind of江湖 (jianghu) trick; it's something that actually appeared out of thin air!

As far as he knew, only cultivators possessed such abilities. Moreover, this was a natural cave with only one passage, and it was very strange that the dynasty could emerge from it.

"What a sword!"

The young man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks was shocked to see a small nick on his soft sword. His soft sword was specially made; although it couldn't be considered a famous sword, it was still much stronger than some precious swords.

Now, in a single encounter, the dynasty has carved a gap in its defenses, and it naturally feels quite envious of the sword in the dynasty's hands.

Those who practice martial arts are extremely enthusiastic about weapons, just like ordinary people are when they see luxury cars.

"Each each other!"

Wang Chao thought that the young man with the pointed mouth and monkey cheeks was implying that he was despicable, and he thought to himself that it would be impolite not to reciprocate.

"Ghost Step!"

The young man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, seeing that the dynasty was not weak either, no longer held back.

call out!

As the young man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks changed his steps, his figure began to blur.

When Wang Chao saw his pace, he was shocked by his speed. Ordinary innate masters could not reach such speed. Clearly, this young man with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks had worked hard.

"Wind Step!"

This was the footwork that Zuo Qiuzhen taught him, and it had a remarkable effect in narrow spaces.

"Unleash the Ghost Blade!"

The young man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks also became determined to fight. He unleashed a sword technique, and with the Ghost Blade activated, combined with his movements, he became almost invisible.

"Gentle Breeze Sword Technique!"

The Qingfeng Sword Technique pursues the ultimate speed, and the sharp-mouthed, monkey-faced youth was also extremely fast. The two of them directly transformed into two afterimages!

"This person is amazing! He can actually compete with a monkey in speed! You know, the monkey's speed is inherited from his master!"

The onlookers were also quite surprised by the speed at which the dynasty had moved.

Clearly, the dynasty's lineage was not simple either; it's possible that they were at the same level as their master.

"The goat is roasted. Please sit down."

By the campfire, the old man spoke, and everyone stopped what they were doing. Wang Chao also sat down next to him.

Although this old man was not a cultivator, his aura was very powerful, no weaker than Zuoqiu Zhen's, and even stronger.

I'm afraid even some cultivators at the third stage of Qi Refining wouldn't be his match.

Wang Chao chatted with the people and learned some basic information.

This is the Tang Dynasty. Go far east to reach the Qin Dynasty, and then further east to reach the Han Dynasty.

The Qinghui Sword Sect's headquarters are located within the territory of the Great Han Empire.

If we were to actually walk that way, it might take several years.

Among the crowd, the old man held the highest position and was known as Guiguzi.

When Guiguzi was introduced, everyone also looked at Wang Chao's reaction.

Then came the eldest disciple, Sun Juan, who was the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a square face. As for the young man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, his name was Shi Wen, nicknamed Monkey, and he was the newly promoted and fastest disciple.

"Who was the fastest among the older generation?"

The dynasty inquired.

"It is Broken Sword, but two years ago, he went east, saying he was looking for a chance to become an immortal."

He possesses spiritual roots and can become a cultivator!

Speaking of Broken Sword, Shi Wen looked very proud. After all, Broken Sword was a prominent figure in the Tang Dynasty.

"So you're the number one assassin organization in the Tang Dynasty that Broken Sword mentioned?"

Wang Chao suddenly realized that the people's clothing looked somewhat familiar. After facing the broken sword, he instantly understood everything.

Clearly, this is Broken Sword. With these brothers in the secular assassin organization, it's no wonder he was able to train that seemingly aloof but actually goofy assassin.

bass!

Wang Chao's words instantly put everyone present on edge. If an assassin organization were exposed, the risk factor would be very high.

Therefore, upon hearing Wang Chao's words, everyone's expressions froze, and a chilling atmosphere filled the air.

The dynasty noticed the change and became wary. If necessary, they would have to use the laser rifle!

"How is Broken Sword now?"

Guiguzi spoke, breaking the deadlock, and the suffocating atmosphere receded like the tide.

"He joined the Qinghui Sword Sect, successfully entered the inner sect, and also obtained a fortuitous opportunity."

The dynasty also took a deep breath. If it's not necessary to take action, then it's best not to, as there's no benefit in it.

"Are you really a disciple of the Qinghui Sword Sect? Then you..."

Shi Wen's expression suggested he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"You mean spiritual power? I was bored and lost it."

Wang Chao shrugged, feeling helpless. If he hadn't lost his power, he could have returned much faster. Now, he could only take it one step at a time.

Upon hearing this, everyone was speechless. They wanted to become cultivators but had no way to do so, yet Wang Chao could just dissipate his cultivation so easily.

It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy.