In the scroll world, Black Wind Village.
Today, Black Wind Village is unlike any other. The entire village is assembling its forces.
Over a thousand people have already gathered at the main gate, with more arriving continuously.
On a hilltop just outside the village's entrance, He Sandao stood quietly, longsword in hand. Beside him stood another figure: a middle-aged man in a brocade robe, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Brother He, does Chen Feng truly possess the immortal weapon-refining techniques?"
The middle-aged man's name was Jiang Xiao. He was an elder of the Jiang family in nearby Liuyang Town and a master of the Xiantian(Innate )realm, recruited by He Sandao.
After much inquiry, He Sandao confirmed that there was no martial arts family with the surname Chen in the entire Kingdom of Yue. That Chen Feng was completely bluffing.
He suspected that Chen Feng wasn't an Xiantian master at all, but had used some other means to kill Wu Xiong. This was most likely related to the immortal weapon-refining techniques, so today he was gathering his forces to destroy the Xingfeng Sect.
To be on the safe side, he called Jiang Xiao along.
With two Xiantian masters present, even if Chen Feng truly reached the Xiantian realm, he would have no chance of survival.
He Sandao smiled faintly.
"When we get to Xingfeng Sect, Brother Jiang will know for sure. How could I possibly lie to you?"
He Sandao knew Chen Feng wasn't there. But he didn't care. He would first capture the entire Xingfeng Sect and wait for Chen Feng to return.
If he didn't return in one day, he would kill ten of them. He would do this until all of Xingfeng Sect was wiped out. There would undoubtedly be someone within Xingfeng Sect that Chen Feng cared about.
Even if Chen Feng never returned, that wouldn't matter.
Killing the entire Xingfeng Sect would be revenge for his second brother and a good way to intimidate the surrounding smaller sects.
"Alright, if there truly is an immortal weapon-refining method, Brother He, just make a copy for me. From now on, my Jiang family and Black Wind Village will be permanent allies."
Jiang Xiao smiled. Immortal methods were invaluable throughout the Kingdom of Yue.
Whatever immortal technique it was, even if it couldn't be practiced, selling it to others would fetch a stratospheric price, enough to unleash a bloodbath.
"Is this a secret?" He Sandao inquired.
"Don't worry, I'm the only one who knows about this. I haven't told anyone in my family." Jiang Xiao understood He Sandao's concerns.
If they obtained the immortal weapon-refining technique and word leaked, it would likely alert the Yue royal family. That would be troublesome.
Seeing his forces had almost assembled, He Sandao shouted to the bandits, "Brothers, our Black Wind Village has been established for decades, and few dared to provoke us in the Hengduan Mountains."
"But just a few days ago, your second-in-command was killed by bandits. This is a disrespect to our Black Wind Village. If we don't avenge this, how will the surrounding forces view us?"
He Sandao's words were immediately met by the bandits:"Revenge for the second-in-command!"
"Destroy the Xingfeng Sect!"
The shouts were deafening, and He Sandao's face shone with satisfaction.
He Sandao had mobilized so many men as a precaution.
He'd been roaming the martial arts world for so many years, relying on caution.
Even though Chen Feng didn't come from a martial arts family, he was no ordinary man, and he had to give it his all.
"Let's go!"
He Sandao shouted.
A large group of bandits marched towards Xingfengmen.
The Hengduan Mountains weren't large, and it only took half an hour to reach Xingfengmen.
Xingfengmen was built between three mines, surrounded by mines on all sides. The mine entrance was guarded by a single warrior at the third level of the post-natal realm.
Upon seeing the massive bandit army approaching from afar, the warrior was so frightened that he scrambled towards Xingfengmen headquarters.
"Oh no! Black Wind Village is coming!" the warrior's cry immediately caught the attention of the Xingfengmen warriors.
Many of them rushed to the mine entrance. The total number of Xingfengmen warriors now stood at just over thirty.
Because mining had been suspended for the past two days, the mortal miners had gone home, leaving only these warriors to guard the area.
Upon seeing a massive swarm of bandits gathered at the mine entrance, the warriors of the Xingfeng Sect were horrified.
With so many bandits, most of them warriors, there was no way they could resist. Just then, Steward Sun stepped out from the crowd. In Chen Feng's absence, he was in charge of the Xingfeng Sect.
"Steward Sun, what should we do now? The bandits from Black Wind Village are attacking."
"Where's the Sect Master? He's an innate master, he'll definitely be able to repel them."
"Steward Sun, quickly notify the Sect Master," the warriors asked anxiously.
They couldn't escape now, as the entire Xingfeng Sect was completely surrounded by bandits. Their only hope was Chen Feng.
Steward Sun's face paled. This situation was completely unexpected.
He had assumed that Chen Feng was not only an innate master but also a scion of a powerful family. Black Wind Village wouldn't dare attack them even if they had ten chances.
"This must be a misunderstanding!"
Steward Sun immediately ran forward to the group of bandits. Though his legs were weak with fear, he managed to hold on.
"Where is Master He?" Steward Sun asked timidly.
Steward Sun had been around for decades, and though he was only a mortal, he was well-versed in the Black Wind Village.
He Sandao emerged, surrounded by a group of people.
Upon seeing He Sandao, Steward Sun immediately greeted him with a smile.
"Master He, why have you brought people here? Our leader isn't here."
However, before Steward Sun could finish his words, He Sandao unleashed a punch.
The fist, imbued with inner energy, instantly shattered Steward Sun's head, sending brains and blood splattering across the ground.
"Capture all these people!" He Sandao waved his hand.
He didn't bother to waste time with Steward Sun. He was just a mortal, no different from an ant in his eyes.
The bandits then rushed into the Xingfeng Sect.
Almost all the warriors within the Xingfeng Sect offered no resistance, surrendering.
Faced with thousands of bandits and the presence of He Sandao, a master of the Xiantian realm, who would dare rebel?
They had joined the Xingfeng Sect for a fee; how could they truly risk their lives?
In a matter of moments, the entire sect was under control. The bandits began searching the sect.
He Sandao and Jiang Xiao were waiting.
Jiang Xiao said, "Brother He, is this really Chen Feng's force? They're too weak!"
Jiang Xiao was somewhat surprised. He had expected a formidable situation, but he hadn't expected the Xingfeng Sect's members to be so weak, not even a fifth-level Xiantian cultivator.
"The Xingfeng Sect has only been established for three months, so it's not surprising they're shorthanded. The only real challenge is Chen Feng. He has the power to kill a ninth-level Xiantian cultivator. Don't underestimate him."
He Sandao warned, fearing Jiang Xiao might underestimate him.
Just then, a bandit hurried over: "Boss, there's something going on over there."
He Sandao and Jiang Xiao followed the bandits to an abandoned mine.
At the entrance to the abandoned mine, there was a circular conveyor belt that led directly into the mine.
Although the conveyor belt had been shut down and stopped running, this product of modern industrialization still shocked the bandits.
Each bandit surrounded the conveyor belt, looking at it, curious about what it was. When they saw He Sandao coming, the bandits dispersed.
Jiang Xiao's eyes lit up when he saw the conveyor belt, and he immediately leaned over to examine it.
"What is this? The structure is so strange."
Jiang Xiao was knowledgeable, but he had never seen anything like it before.
(End of this chapter)