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I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes
Chapter 115 - Fake Special Envoy, Real Special EnvoyChapter 115: Fake Special Envoy, Real Special Envoy
Feng Xia considered himself to be a rather hardworking person.
—As everyone could see, even though he had extraordinary cultivation talent, he would not let go of any opportunity to improve himself.
… Anyway, just pretend to be listening.
Feng Xia’s attack was extremely fast. Before the group of elders could react, he had already raised his hand and knocked out two of them in a row.
By the time the remaining four people were ready to fight, Feng Xia had already appeared behind them and knocked down two more without a word.
At this point, four of the six elders had already been knocked out.
Feng Xia glanced at the ground in satisfaction. He was the only person who could see the attribute light balls rolling silently on the ground. The corners of his mouth subconsciously curled up.
He had long wanted to find a reason to attack them, but because they were all on the same side, he had endured it for a long time.
However, he could now do it in the name of guiding their cultivation. In reality, he was secretly learning from the masters. Would there ever be a better opportunity than this?!
—That’s right, as long as it’s not discovered, it’s not considered stealing!
“S-Sect Master, I…”
Seeing Feng Xia looking at him, the Fourth Elder could not help but tremble.
For some reason, he had always felt that there was something abnormal in the way the new sect master looked at them. However, he was unable to articulate what it was that felt so wrong.
Seeing Feng Xia approaching him slowly, cold sweat poured down the back of the Fourth Elder’s head. It kept dripping down, wetting his long robe and forming a small puddle under his body.
The young man’s face clearly had a breezy smile on it, but with every step Feng Xia took, the Fourth Elder’s heart kept tightening, as if it was being ruthlessly suppressed by a divine mountain!
“Sect Master… can I… faint on my own?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith all his strength, the Fourth Elder squeezed out a smile that looked uglier than a crying expression.
With that, he tilted his head and fainted on the spot!
“This …”
Feng Xia was also shocked by the action. However, he quickly showed a kindly smile again and took a few steps forward. He quietly activated the Floating Dream Three Lives Technique and turned it into a loud roar.
“Fourth Elder, wake up! You still have a lot of homework to do. You can’t rest yet!”
“…”
The Fourth Elder woke up from the shock of the blow. What greeted his eyes was… a huge fist!
In the blink of an eye, Fourth Elder Zhong Yue could not help but shout out, “Sect Master, wait!! I feel like I’m about to comprehend the Sword-Heart…”
Bang.
Feng Xia’s fist landed first.
Zhong Yue’s eyes widened at first, then he fell backward. For some reason, a fist mark that was difficult to see with the naked eye appeared on his newly lit Sword-Heart.
“Eh? What this guy said is actually true!”
Feng Xia, who had just retracted his fist, was also surprised to find that there was indeed an aura of the Sword-Heart on the Fourth Elder’s body. Although it was still quite weak, Feng Xia had already achieved the Perfect Sword Heart, so how could he not be able to identify this aura?
For a moment, he had a strange expression on his face.
The Fourth Elder, who had been unable to comprehend the Sword-Heart for a long time, seemed to have had the Sword-Heart scared out by Feng Xia’s attack…
“Is this the Sword-Heart or the Sword Shock…”
He shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. It was also at this moment that he suddenly realized that with the Fourth Elder comprehending the Sword-Heart, the Thousand Autumn Valley seemed to have achieved an extraordinary achievement from the elders upwards—
All of them had a Sword-Heart!
“When they all break through to the Dao Platform Realm, after they familiarize themselves with the realm and re-cultivate their divine powers, and with the support of the Sword-Heart, their combat strength can already match the second or third level of the Dao Platform Realm…”
The Sword Dao focused on offensive attack, and the sword was the best weapon among the hundred weapons!
In fact, Feng Xia wanted to try and teach the elders of the Thousand Autumn Valley the method of switching between the Knife Heart and Sword-Heart. However, he quickly gave up on the idea.
Without the protection of the Floating Dream Three Lives Technique, it was actually quite dangerous to activate this cultivation technique. If one was not careful, one might suffer from schizophrenia and go berserk on the spot!
“Soon, the Thousand Autumn Valley will finally have its own high-end combat strength. Next, we will need to improve the strength of the disciples in the sect. Of course, we will also have to eliminate the traitors…”
Just as he was thinking, Feng Xia cast his gaze towards the last person standing.
The Sixth Elder, Liu Chuanyuan.
“Sect Master… I would like to ask you for advice on sword techniques,” Liu Chuanyuan took a deep breath and spoke slowly in a deep voice.
“Sword techniques? Sure!”
Feng Xia smiled and unleashed his sword aura. The Peerless 13 Swords illuminated the void!
Rumble—
Not long after, Liu Chuanyuan fainted with a satisfied expression.
…
In the next few days.
All the disciples of the Thousand Autumn Valley discovered something rather confusing—
Every time the six elders appeared in front of anyone, they would display some form of injury. At first, there were only some bruises on them, but later on, they could be seen coughing and vomiting blood. Later on, the elders’ injuries became more and more serious and their auras became weaker and weaker. However, they seemed to be more and more energetic than ever!
“Crazy, crazy! Our elders have all gone crazy!” someone said in private.
“Can it be that the elders have cultivated some demonic technique that made them so crazy?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOther disciples also could not help but make guesses.
It was all too strange!
There were also people who were worried about the elders and went to ask them about their conditions. In the end, the answer they received was… they felt fine, unprecedentedly fine!
There came a day when First Elder Lei Shao notified everybody that he was returning to his residence to cultivate in seclusion.
This made many people heave sighs of relief.
Indeed, many people were worried that if this continued, they might see the corpses of a few elders on the streets one morning…
“After the First Elder goes into seclusion, the other elders do so too!”
First Elder Lei Shao’s seclusion seemed to have triggered a chain reaction. The other five elders announced their decision to go into seclusion on the same day!
A few days later.
In the dead of night.
A faint light lit up at the end of the horizon.
From afar, it looked like a luxurious carriage pulled by a dragon steed. The entire thing was decorated with precious jewelry and it exuded an aura unique to nobles.
Not long after, the carriage came to a stop in front of the entrance of the Thousand Autumn Valley.
A calm voice came from within the carriage.
“His Majesty’s imperial edict has arrived. The Thousand Autumn Valley’s Sect Master has been conferred the title of Protector Spirit King, and he is bestowed with the Spirit King Jade, a precious stone mine and three mines…”
The energetic voice pierced through the air and echoed in the sky above the Thousand Autumn Valley.
“Where is the Thousand Autumn Valley’s Sect Master? Come and receive the title quickly!”
After that, the surroundings fell silent again.
After an unknown period of time, a weak voice sounded from within the mountain gate.
“Um… Sir Envoy, our Sect Master said that the Thousand Autumn Valley’s business hours are from nine to five every day. Unless there’s an appointment made in advance, we won’t receive visitors outside those hours…”