"Hehe." Faced with Pei Xuanjing•s attitude, Zhao Baiyang didn't seem a bit angry,
He still wore a smile, speaking kindly: "Brother Pei, why the need for such hostility?"
Hearing him speak like this, even Yu Yiyao standing behind him couldn't help but slightly glance over.
Her Grandmaster usually holds absolute authority within the sect, where no one can defy his orders, not even the elders and Supreme Elders.
But today, her Grandmaster seemed like a completely different person. She had rarely seen him this gentle.
Pei Xuanjing did not immediately take action. This Zhao Baiyang was among the most terrifying opponents he had ever faced. Even his current self was not entirely confident of victory.
So, he was slowly gathering his strength, talking to the opponent at the same time, using this to buy some time.
"I wonder, did you come here today for me?" he asked. Zhao Baiyang shook his head: "I came for them."
He pointed to the five burly men standing nearby.
"These five men stole a treasure from my Mire Sect, forcing me to personally deal with it." Even before Zhao Baiyang had finished speaking, the group of men were already cursing aloud.
"Shameless!"
"Distorting right and wrong, utterly disgraceful."
"You, from the Mire Sect, attacked us to seize our treasures, and now you accuse us falsely. How utterly vile. "
Cut off by Maitreya Sect Leader, Zhao Baiyang himself, these men knew they couldn't escape today and fought restraining themselves, showing no fear of the opponent.
But Zhao Baiyang, in response to their curses, did not retort. He flicked his robe, and his energy shot out.
Puff!
The man who cursed the loudest was struck directly and spat out blood.
"You…"
"Did you think I, the Sect Leader, am easy to talk to?" Zhao Baiyang said coldly. He treated Pei Xuanjing cordially because his strength was worthy of respect.
But these few homeless dogs dared to talk nonsense in his presence.
Pei Xuanjing was unmoved by this, he continued to look coldly at the opponent.
The man in the lead, seeing Zhao Baiyang's action, had his slightest hope extinguished.
A determined look flashed in his eyes, he suddenly turned to Pei Xuanjing and said, "Grandmaster Pei, we are the Five Envoys from the Holy Flame Sect. We are being pursued by these two today because they want to seize our sect's treasure, the Sacred Fire Order. Today, I'm willing to offer this treasure as a gift to you, in return for your help in saving us."
The man, seeing no way out, directly revealed everything in hopes of trading it for a chance at survival.
"The Holy Flame Sect, Sacred Fire Order!" Upon hearing this, Pei Xuanjing understood their origins.
The Holy Flame Sect, also known as Mani Sect, has another name – Ming Jiao.
It's part of the White Lotus Sect lineage, having integrated itself into the White Lotus Sect over countless years.
There were even rumors that the current Emperor of the Great Ming was once a member of the Holy Flame Sect, but this rumor was unverifiable.
Pei Xuanjing had also heard of the Sacred Fire Order that the other party mentioned. The Order was forged from extraterrestrial meteorite iron and mysterious white gold iron, incredibly tough. In terms of hardness, it could be on par with the average Ten Thousand -Forged Divine Weapon, and there were a total of six pieces, each differing in size, translucent but not completely transparent. The Order seemed to contain soaring flames, with changing colors.
The most important point was that the few Sacred Fire Orders were inscribed with the Holy Flame Sect's unparalleled martial art, incredibly valuable, and can be said to be supreme treasures.
Their self-proclaimed title of the Five Envoys, were actually the powerful figures from the East, South, West, North and Central regions within the Holy Flame Sect.
Pei Xuanjing had long known that there were numerous internal disputes within the White Lotus Sect, but he didn't expect to encounter one himself.
"Are you seeking death?" Yu Yiyao's eyes flashed ominously.
She couldn't believe these men would be so forward. They had been pursued for months and refused to hand over the Sacred Fire Order. But to save their lives, they would willingly turn it over to Pei Xuanjing, rather than give it to her.
"Hehe!" The Five Envoys sneered in response.
Rather than trusting them, it would be better to try their luck. At least, Pei Xuanjing•s reputation was much better than the Mire Sect's.
"Brother Pei, are you really going to be duped by these men?" Zhao Baiyang's expression changed slightly.
Everyone could tell what these men were trying to do and he didn't believe that the other party would fall for it so easily.
"I think this deal's not bad." A smile appeared on Pei Xuanjing's face.
He was curious about the treasure – the Sacred Fire Order. Even with just the martial arts engraved on it, it would provide him with many Taoyun values.
Of course, he could see through the underlying intent of the Five Envoys, but so what?
He already held significant enmity with the Mire Sect, adding one more grudge hardly mattered.
Moreover, since Zhao Baiyang appeared here today, fighting was inevitable. If he could take this opportunity to give his foe a headache, why not?
"Brother Pei, this is an internal matter of the White Lotus Sect, are you really going to involve yourself?" Zhao Baiyang's face turned slightly cold, his voice carrying a threat.
He was right, internal strife within the White Lotus Sect did exist, but if a treasure like the Sacred Fire Order fell into someone else's hands, other branches of the sect might take action.
"If I don't get involved, would the Mire Sect not attack me?" Pei Xuanjing sneered.
Many Mire Sect masters had died by his hand. He didn't believe they would let it go so easily.
To his surprise, Zhao Baiyang said, "If you leave today, Brother Pei, we will let bygones be bygones. You will have nothing more to do with our Mire Sect." "Hmm?" Pei Xuanjing was somewhat surprised.
Only to hear Zhao Baiyang continue, "Don't you trust me?"
He was telling the truth. He had secluded himself for a long time, cultivating, and Gong Xingqiu, the deputy sect leader, had always been insincere to him, which he was unhappy about.
One could say, Pei Xuanjing killing Gong Xingqiu was indirectly helping him eliminate a rival, which was why he did not directly engage him today.
"I don't trust you!" Pei Xuanjing shook his head.
Seeing Pei Xuanjing's reaction, Zhao Baiyang's face also darkened. After all, he was a supreme leader, and he had given enough face to the other party. If the other party refused to appreciate his kindness, he wouldn't continue to be patient.
He said, "I've heard a bit about Brother Pei's Sword Drawing Skill. It looks like today I'll have the pleasure of witnessing it firsthand."
A smile flashed across Pei Xuanjing's face, "I'm also looking forward to seeing your great techniques." With his energy fully gathered, Pei Xuanjing added, "If you can take this sword, then we can discuss."
"Okay!" Zhao Baiyang agreed. He said to Yu Yiyao, "You should step back a bit."
Yu Yiyao nodded and quietly stepped away.
As for the rest of the crowd, they didn't need to be told to back away, they all silently retreated.
Clang!
The sword light flashed, Pei Xuanjing•s Shenxiao Sword was drawn from its sheath. The immense sword intent converged together, heading straight for Zhao Baiyang..
Pei Xuanjing's movements were extremely efficient.
Gripping the sword, drawing it, unsheathing, slashing, every single action was as smooth as flowing water, without any hint of hesitation!
A dazzling sword light appeared. Almost at the moment of unsheathing, a brilliant, sun-like sword intent seeped out.
The power of one sword strike was as if it could cut through heaven and earth. The cold sword light paired with this brilliant sun-like sword intent.
Moreover, during this period of time, Pei Xuanjing's mastery of the sword drawing skill had further improved.
At this moment, he could gather all his sword intent, turning thousands of sword lights into a single strand, and its power was extraordinary.
Zhao Baiyang naturally wouldn't just sit and wait for his death, the instant Pei Xuanjing drew his sword, he also took action.
His body's Blood Qi erupted, True Qi circulated, his hands formed a seal, quickly condensing into a
The World-suppressing Seal!
This was a secret seal from his cultivation of the Mire Sect's supreme technique, "Maitreya Descent Scripture." Combined with his own understanding of martial arts, after innovation, its power surpassed that of the past.
The moment he stepped forward, the stone slab under his foot cracked.
The seal infused with endless True Qi was launched out like a mountain!
The terrifying force was as turbulent as a surging river, bursting forth.
The moment when the two of their techniques collided.
The sword light and seal caused a violent roar.
Boom!
The intense shock caused the entire hall to shake a few times, the marks of the cracks under their feet spread throughout the entire hall.
The few people on the side were also shocked to the point of being dumbfounded by this terrifying exchange.
Huff h uff huff
As the dust settled, a barely visible sword mark appeared on Zhao Baiyang's jade-like hand, seeping out traces of blood.
He silently circulated his Blood Qi, that trace of wound instantly disappeared.
Zhao Baiyang raised his head to look at the sword-wielding Pei Xuanjing, saying indifferently: "You can keep the Sacred Fire Order for now, I will come for it another day."
Having said that, without giving Pei Xuanjing a chance to speak, he turned around and left.
Yu Yiyao, watching her departing master, shot Pei Xuanjing a surprised look, and quickly followed.
"Master?" Pang Hong softly called.
Pei Xuanjing let out a long sigh.
This time, he neither won nor lost.
Comparing himself, he was indeed a bit inferior to the opponent. The fact that he was able to win was entirely due to the advantage of the Shenxiao Sword, while the opponent was barehanded.
Could the leader of the mighty Mire Sect not possess a Divine Weapon?
Pei Xuanjing didn't believe that.
Even considering the foundation of the Mire Sect, he wouldn't be surprised if the opponent pulled out a Ten Thousand -Forged Divine Weapon.
What he couldn't figure out was that Zhao Baiyang just retreated like that, as if he had some scruples in his heart and wasn't willing to go all out against him.
Through this exchange with Zhao Baiyang, he really realized how powerful those Martial Artists standing at the pinnacle of the First-grade Realm were.
This made Pei Xuanjing look forward to his own breakthrough even more. He believed that once he truly stepped into the First-grade Martial Artist Realm, even without relying on the advantage of the Divine Weapon, he could still fight evenly with the opponent.
"Real person, this is the Sacred Fire Order."
The one who served as the leader of the Five Regions Emissaries took out a seemingly transparent and non- transparent token from his bosom. The token faintly had flames surging within; its colours changing unpredictably.
Even if he was reluctant in his heart, he had to shout out, otherwise he would undoubtedly die.
Being capable of forcing the renowned Zhao Baiyang to retreat with a single sword stroke, it would be a breeze for him to deal with five of them.
And based on his series of actions, this person was not benevolent. Once he took action, there was absolutely no chance of mercy.
As Pei Xuanjing took the Sacred Fire Order, a prompt appeared in his mind:
[Sacred Fire Order, refining can gain seven thousand Taoyun.]
With this prompt, Pei Xuanjing naturally knew that this Sacred Fire Order was undoubtedly real.
He pocketed it in reverse, nodded to the five people, and said: "Not bad. Wait till tomorrow, and you may leave on your own."
At this moment, a young man brought a girl over, bowed towards Pei Xuanjing, and said: "Dan Feng, together with my younger sister, thank the real person for saving our lives."
Named Dan Feng, the young man clearly understood that Pei Xuanjing had indirectly saved their lives.
After all, no one would think that after the two from the Mire Sect killed the Five Regions Emissaries, they would spare them who knew a big secret.
"No need to mind it." Pei Xuanjing waved his hand.
The hall returned to calm, while the storm outside continued.
"Master, why did you…?" Yu Yiyao hurried to catch up with her master's footsteps, unable to help but ask.
The storm couldn't make a single drop fall on Zhao Baiyang. His white robes remained pristine, and his demeanor was calm.
Hearing his disciple's question, his footsteps didn't stop, and without turning his head, he said: "Are you wondering why I retreated?"
"Yes!" Yu Yiyao bit her lip, her face showing confusion: "1 can't believe that master couldn't win against him."
In her eyes, her master was always invincible, and no one under heaven could truly defeat him.
And she also Imew that her master, the leader of the Mire Sect, possesses the sect's Divine Weapon. Why didn't he use it and easily give up the Sacred Fire Order?
"He's very good, " Zhao Baiyang said casually, admiration flashing in his eyes as he spoke.
"In the martial arts world, there may be people who can kill first-grade martial artists as second-class, but there's no one else like Pei Xuanjing. Therefore, I don't want to make a move now, I look forward to his growth, and look forward to the day when he can be my true opponent."
Zhao Baiyang had high expectations for Pei Xuanjing. To him, apart from being the leader of the Mire Sect, he was a martial artist, and a cultivator constantly trying to reach the peak and glimpse the supreme martial arts.
Pei Xuanjing's current strength was indeed very good, he had to admit, the other party already had the strength to threaten him.
But for him, it was still not enough.
So he hoped that the other party would continue to grow until one day, it could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
Having such an opponent as a whetstone, he might truly be able to break through the realm beyond first-grade.
That was Zhao Baiyang's plan.
Of course, if he had just fought with the other party full out, he would most definitely survive, but Pei Xuanjing would definitely leave him with no small injury.
But, right now, Zhao Baiyang did not have the possibility to throw everything away and fight to the death with the other party, because apart from this, he had other things to do, people to meet.
And those people made Zhao Baiyang maintain his peak strength to face them, otherwise, he would find it difficult to retreat whole.
Rather than fighting to the death with the other party now, it is better to leave this opponent for the final moment.
"Alright, temporarily put down the matter of chasing and killing the Five Regions Emissaries. You gather the Mire Sect's forces to start moving towards the Northwest Dao." Zhao Baiyang instructed.
Yu Yiyao nodded, then asked: "Master, Tiandu has sent a message that the Martial Classics will seemingly soon be compiled successfully, are we just going to sit back and ignore it?"
Zhao Baiyang sneered: "Why should my Mire Sect care about this? Someone else will be more anxious than us."
In Zhao Baiyang's view, he would rather the Martial Classics be spread all over the world..