Chapter 147: Night Raid

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing moved faster than expected.

That night, Su Yun was in his study reading the news sent back by Liu Xuanqing.

Wanhua Valley had already received the Soul Transformation Stage Pill; the Master of Wanhua Valley was very satisfied and agreed to help Su Yun keep an eye on the movements of the Tianxuan Sect.

The Sword Sect Master also sent word, saying that as long as Su Yun did not actively provoke trouble, the Sword Sect would not intervene.

Of the three sects in the Western Regions, two were on his side, leaving Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing isolated and without support.

Halfway through reading the news, a loud noise suddenly came from the top of the city wall.

The entire Qinghe City was trembling, and roof tiles were falling down with a rustling sound.

Su Yun put down the note and stood up to walk out of the study.

The sky outside the city was illuminated by golden light.

A massive golden palm print descended from the sky, striking the Heavenly Sword Formation.

Seventy-two Flying Swords hummed simultaneously, the formation patterns flickered violently, and it barely managed to block this strike.

Fairy Jianyun was already standing on the city wall, her long sword unsheathed, her white clothes fluttering in the wind.

Valley Master Su Yao and Zi Wuji also rushed out from their respective residences.

Su Yun landed on the city wall and looked up.

Dozens of figures were suspended in the night sky, led by an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a golden robe, his aura as deep as an abyss and as vast as the sea.

Late Huashen Stage.

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing.

Behind him followed three Elders at the Initial Stage of Soul Transformation and more than twenty Disciples at the Nascent Soul Stage.

Zhao Lingji stood beside Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing; seeing Su Yun, a flash of hatred crossed her eyes.

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing looked down at Qinghe City, his voice old and cold.

"Su Yun, you killed the Disciples of my Tianxuan Sect branch, ruined my grand plans, snatched my Spirit Medicine, and even dared to sneak into my Tianxuan Sect. Today, I will have you pay with your life."

Su Yun looked at him.

"You only brought this many people?"

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing sneered.

"To kill you, it is enough."

He raised his hand and struck down with another palm.

The golden palm print was even larger than before, carrying a destructive pressure.

The Heavenly Sword Formation shook violently; over a dozen of the seventy-two Flying Swords shattered on the spot, and the formation patterns dimmed.

Fairy Jianyun let out a muffled groan, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Su Yun did not retreat.

He stepped off the city wall, heading towards that golden palm print.

Ice-blue and blood-red lights exploded around him as the powers of True Monarch Bingpo and the Blood-colored Girl simultaneously surged into his body.

He threw a punch.

The fist and palm collided with a loud boom, and waves of Qi surged.

The golden palm print shattered, and Su Yun was knocked back several zhang, but he stopped steadily in mid-air.

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing's pupils constricted.

"Mid Spirit Severing Stage?"

Su Yun did not answer.

He took a step forward, appeared in front of Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing, and threw a punch.

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing waved his palm to counter, and the two fought fiercely in the air.

Mid Spirit Severing Stage against Late Huashen Stage; the gap should have been significant, but Su Yun had the power of two ancient Nascent Souls reinforcing his body, each strike carrying the dual attributes of icy cold and blood evil, so Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing could not do anything to him for a time.

The three Elders at the Initial Stage of Soul Transformation behind Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing attacked simultaneously, rushing towards Su Yun.

Fairy Jianyun drew her sword to meet them, intercepting one.

Zi Wuji summoned a purple short sword, intercepting the second.

Valley Master Su Yao did not make a move; she stood on the city wall, holding a Medicinal Pill in her hand, ready to provide support at any moment.

The third Elder at the Initial Stage of Soul Transformation bypassed the battle and charged straight at Su Yun's back.

Su Yun did not turn his head, striking out with a backhand palm.

That Elder was knocked back several steps, his expression changing drastically.

While fighting Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing, Su Yun also managed to spare enough energy to deal with this Elder, remarkably not falling into a disadvantage.

Zhao Lingji led those twenty-plus Nascent Soul Stage Disciples and charged down.

Zhou Yuanshuang led the Nascent Soul Stage female cultivators in the city to meet them.

Both sides converged outside the city, fighting into a chaotic mass.

Sword lights and Spells exploded, and screams rose one after another.

Zhao Lingji faced Zhou Yuanshuang; both were at the Peak Nascent Soul Stage, fighting to a standstill.

Zhao Lingji's sword technique was sharp, and Zhou Yuanshuang's blood whip was eerie; neither gained any advantage.

Su Yun and Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing fought for half an hour, and both were injured.

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing's golden robe was torn open, and there was a deep fist mark on his chest.

Su Yun had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his left arm was numb from the palm force, but his aura remained steady.

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing became increasingly alarmed as they fought; this young man's power seemed endless, and after fighting for so long, there was no sign of exhaustion.

He gritted his teeth, enduring a punch from Su Yun, and struck Su Yun on the shoulder with his palm.

Su Yun flew backward, crashing into the city wall, causing a section of it to collapse.

He struggled to climb up and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing was also heavily injured, standing in mid-air, panting heavily.

Just then, a cold female voice came from the distant horizon.

"Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing, that is enough."

A white figure flew in from the night sky and landed between the two.

The Master of Wanhua Valley.

Behind her followed another person, the Sword Sect Master, carrying a black long sword, his aura profound.

Both were at the Late Huashen Stage.

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing's Face turned livid.

"Do you intend to stop me?"

The Master of Wanhua Valley said indifferently, "Su Yun is my guest. If you touch him, you are touching Wanhua Valley."

The Sword Sect Master did not speak, but his standing there was his attitude.

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing looked at them, then looked at Su Yun, a flash of unwillingness crossing his eyes.

He took a deep breath and withdrew his palm force.

"Fine. Today I will give the two of you Face. But Su Yun, remember, the Tianxuan Sect and you are not finished."

He turned and left with his people.

Zhao Lingji followed behind, looking back at Su Yun, her eyes complex.

Su Yun stood in the ruins, watching them disappear into the horizon.

The Master of Wanhua Valley walked up to him and handed him a bottle of Medicinal Pill.

"Young Master Su, you are not lightly injured; go back and rest well."

Su Yun took the Medicinal Pill.

"Many thanks, Master of Wanhua Valley."

The Master of Wanhua Valley smiled.

"What is there to thank? You helped me refine the Soul Transformation Stage Pill, and I helped you block once; it is fair."

She turned and left.

The Sword Sect Master looked at Su Yun, nodded, and followed her.

Su Yun walked back into the city and sat down by a stone table.

Valley Master Su Yao came over to check his injuries; two bones were broken, and his Meridians had some damage, but it was not too serious.

She gave him the Medicinal Pill and helped him reset his bones.

Zhao Lanxin ran over, threw herself into his arms, tears falling drop by drop.

Su Yun held her and gently patted her back.

Zhou Ruoyun also ran over, pulling on his sleeve, her eyes red.

Liu Wugou stood by the side, her eyes red, but she smiled and said that Master was truly amazing.

Su Yun held Zhao Lanxin, looking at this city that had been battered and broken.

Half of the city wall had collapsed, the Heavenly Sword Formation was shattered, and only thirty-plus of the seventy-two Flying Swords could still be used.

Dozens of female Disciples were injured, but fortunately, no one had died.

He turned his head to look at Valley Master Su Yao.

"To rebuild the Heavenly Sword Formation, how long will it take?"

Valley Master Su Yao said, "If the Materials are sufficient, half a month."

Su Yun nodded.

"Go ask Liu Xuanqing for the Materials; they have everything in the Western Regions."

He looked at Fairy Jianyun again.

"How is your injury?"

Fairy Jianyun shook her head.

"It is not a problem. I will recover in three days."

Su Yun looked at Zi Wuji.

"What about you?"

Zi Wuji said, "Just superficial injuries."

Su Yun nodded.

"Everyone go rest. We start repairing the city tomorrow."

Everyone dispersed.

Zhao Lanxin refused to leave, so Su Yun held her and sat in the courtyard.

The moonlight spilled down, shining on the broken city wall.

In the distance, a few female Disciples were cleaning up the battlefield, picking up the shattered Flying Swords and fragments of Magical Artifacts.

Zhao Lanxin gestured to ask Su Yun if that person would come again.

Su Yun said he would.

Zhao Lanxin gestured again, asking if he was afraid.

Su Yun smiled and said he was not afraid.

Zhao Lanxin leaned in his arms, her little hands clutching his lapel, and slowly fell asleep.

Su Yun held her, gazing in the direction of the Western Regions.

Sect Leader Zhao Tianxing was injured and would not come again for a short time.

But the next time he came, he would not bring only this many people.

Wanhua Valley and the Sword Sect could help him block once, but they could not block a second time.

He must finish what needed to be done while he was still able to move.

The Tianxuan Sect had eight hundred female Disciples.

He would collect this debt himself.