The next morning at the sect Eastern gate.
Among the flow of people going out of the sect were Zeron and Sake walking among the crowd, and behind them were five individuals. Four males and one female.
They showed their badge to the gatekeeper, who lifted up the inscriptions in the gate.
The energy barrier around the gate fades out, allowing the people who want to leave the sect to leave.
Zeron and the others separated from the group of people and headed north.
There were trees all around them with animal roars sounding occasionally from within the forest.
They are in the Wyrm mountain range. A forest region spread across countless tier eight, seven, and six regions.
It was rumored that a powerful dragon-type demon beast, the wyrm, was killed in the forest, and its corpse formed a mountain that stretched for thousands of miles.
After leaving the sect. Zeron and the others walked deep into the forest.
The Sword River Association is located at the outermost part of the Wyrm mountain range, and the Sake mission location is also located in the outer part of the forest but deeper and requires a two-day walk.
They were attacked occasionally by wild beasts and awakened beasts, which were easily dealt with by the bodyguards.
After walking for a day, it got darker and they decided to camp in front of a huge tree.
After arranging the tent, sake yawned and, with sleepy feet, walked into the tent.
"We will take shifts." The strongest among the cultivators, the qi accumulation stage male cultivator said.
He was dressed in Sword River association disciple clothes and with a sword strapped to his waist.
"Zaike and Sila will take the first shift. Kongwen will take second. Fu lin will take the next, and I will be on the lookout last."
After allocating time for the shift, Rexi looked towards where Zeron was standing, which was on top of a branch in the huge tree.
His eyes were closed as he calmly took in the entire surroundings in his mind.
He opened his eyes and their gazes met. Rexi and Zeron.
Rexi nodded to him and said, "You can stay in the same tent with Sake. Our tents are surrounding it, so you will be safe."
Zeron cupped his hands, and from above that he stood. His voice traveled into Rexi's ear.
"I appreciate your kindness senior, but I want to remain standing here."
Rexi frowned, then eased off the line that somewhat crept to his eyebrows.
"As you want." He said as he went into his tent with Kongwen and Fu Li going into different tents.
Zaike and Sila ran to the north and south of the tents and disappeared among the bushes.
They entered stealth mode.
Zeron watched silently as they disappeared among the bushes, then looked to the tent that Sake was sleeping in.
Heavy sounds of snoring were resounding from the tent.
He could only shake his head and smile as he thought, (oh Sake, how easy for you to just fall asleep.)
(The bad feeling I am having has just reached a peak. I think anything that will happen would happen this night.)
(This scary feeling is the second time I felt it. The first was when Cassy died. That day, the feelings were as horrible as this)
It got very dark into the middle of the night. Today moon seems to have hidden itself.
There was only the sound of wind as it fluttered the leaves and flowers in the forest. Branches were dancing erratically.
Whoosh.
A shadowy figure was speeding on the branches of trees.
The person wore the sect uniform of the mortal reliance sect but with torn places and blood stains on it.
There was fear in his eyes as he periodically turned his head back to look behind him as he sped up on top of branches.
He has a thin physique, a hundred and eighty centimeters tall, and long hair which was tied by ribbons.
Suddenly there was a commotion coming from his front.
See.
A sharp arrow pierced the air by dividing the wind in its part, creating a long line as it went up to pierce the suspected mortal reliance sect disciple.
He widened his eyes as he forcefully twisted his body to avoid the arrow.
The arrow attack slowed him down, allowing arrows to shoot at him from behind.
"Ha!" He exclaimed as a gaseous substance came out of his body to stop the arrows.
Though he blocked them, one particular arrow accelerated suddenly and pierced through the gaseous cover.
It was with the quick thinking of the disciple that he was able to avoid that arrow, only letting it pierce his left shoulder.
The only difference between this arrow and the others is that this particular arrow also contains that gaseous air substance.
Huff Huff..
The disciple breathed heavily as he stopped and warily watched his surroundings.
Whoosh.. whoosh.. whoosh.. ….
Whoosh.. whoosh.. whoosh.. ….
A dozen people appeared suddenly and surrounded the disciple.
They numbered thirteen.
"Hehehe, did you think you can escape us? Righteous sect trash."
There was voracious laughter from the group of people after one of them asked that question.
"The young master is in the relic site, be done with him quickly so that we can join him." Someone who looks like the leader among them said.
The others responded by nodding their head.
With a teasing look in their eyes, they attacked the righteous sect disciple.
Sadly for them, even if he is injured, as a qi accumulating class cultivator, he is very dangerous if you underestimate him.
The moment the dozen of people lounge at him. He threw a fist towards them from the distance.
An imprint of a fist flew out from his hand and hammered the chest of one of the people attacking, breaking his chest bone and killing him instantly.
Bam.. Bam.. Bam.. …
A continuous release of fist imprints attacked the group of people, thereby slowing down their attack.
Sale.
A sharp line of qi traveled from among the group of people, the leader in particular, who cut at the righteous sect disciple from a distance.
The disciple ducked the sword attack, which traveled far and cut down dozens of trees in the distance.
The disciple retaliated and punched out heavily.
This time, the first imprint is larger. Three times bigger than the others he released before, but it was cut down by a sharp stream, whose remaining energy hit him and threw him a few meters back.
The disciple puked out blood as he was injured by that attack.
Counting the number of injuries he had. It was not looking good for him.
He wearingly stood up as he readied his gauntlet to fight again.
The leader of the group of people approached him with ten people around him which surrounded the mortal reliance sect disciple.
The disciple looked at the leader, who was a middle-aged man and a steward in Red Villa, an evil sect.
"Finish him." The Man said.
The group of people ran to him and attacked him again.
All of them are in the body tempering rank, with the strongest of them at the peak of the aperture stage.
The mortal reliance sect disciple stabilized his body and shouted out.
He fought with the evil sect of people.
He punched one of them in his head with his right hand and dodged a saber attack that was aimed at his back.
He clenched his fist tightly and covered it with qi, which he threw a punch to his left, hitting another saber-wielding evil sect person in the chest.
The person threw blood as he flew out and fell to the ground, not getting up again.
This did not deter the others but made them more crazy.
They screamed crazily as they attacked the disciple.
The disciple sustained more injury, but he was able to kill them gradually.
The leader just stood at a distance as he watched the battle.
He showed no sadness for his men being killed. He was maintaining an indifferent look.
His aim is to use his men to wear down the strength of the disciple, to reduce the danger on his side.
He never believed his men could kill the mortal reliance sect disciple.
He used them as Canon fodder to reduce the battle power of the disciple.
Even if he is a peak qi accumulating class cultivator. He is very cautious.
"Aarghh!"
That was the last scream before everything got quiet.
Huff.Huff.
The disciple was breathing heavily as blood dripped down from his torso.
The leader held his sword tightly and said, "In fact, I quite admire you because no one in the qi accumulating class could take my young master's attack and still remain alive."
He said as he walked slowly to the disciple who was tethering on collapse.
His eyes were blurry, and he could not make out images in his head.
When the Red Villa deacon saw that the disciple did not answer, he smiled.
He swings his sword at the disciple's, trying to decapitate him. But the moment he slashed with his sword.
A gauntlet appeared in his entire vision. It was growing bigger and bigger before he could not feel anything.
The disciple squashed his entire face through his punch, which had a yellowish liquid substance covering it.
This showed that the disciple used a qi condensation rank strength which is attributed to liquid qi.
The disciple vomited blood and started coughing heavily.
He laughed wearingly as he thought, (I used that secret technique I got from my chance encounter twice in a day. The first was to protect me from that qi condensation rank disciple of Red Villa and now to kill this person.)
"Haha." He laughed as blood flowed heavily from his mouth.
"Now, all my meridians are broken and I am a cripple. This was the consequence of overusing the secret technique. Who would have thought that a simple mission of investigating the disappearance of mortals in the outermost boundary of the Wyrm mountain range would lead to a shocking discovery and my death."
His eyes were closing as he whispered to himself.
"No! I can't die now." He shouted as he gritted his teeth and shakenly stood up, walking slowly as he disappeared into the distance.
The last words that were heard were, "I need to tell someone the evil sect plan."