Sword Among Us c1-1268

by Black Swordsman Online

"Hang on!

  The sounds of fighting on the roof instantly became even fiercer.

  Wind Assault Tower might have brought dozens of elites, but they had to face West Region elites and the other forces of power. The number of enemies they had to face was twice the number of people they had. All of them were powerful as well. Both sides fought to a stalemate on the cold roof. Neither side let up.

  Even though both sides had sacrificed more than ten people, they still fought for four hours. During then, Cao Huaian and the people from Embroidered Uniform Guards returned to their rooms.

  The players were also forced to immediately return to the inn. They put away their weapons and stood at a stalemate while positioning themselves at different sides of the inn.

  Silver Wolf and his party returned to their seats as well. All four of them had managed to protect themselves during the fight just now. As of current, they occupied one table and did not state their stance in the matter. They just lowered their heads and drank.

  "Why hasn't the sect master showed up?"

  "That's right, we've been here for half a day. Logically speaking, he should have contacted us a long time ago." Knife and the others had only been able to protect themselves during the fierce fight just now. Right now, they were not quite confident that they could last until the end and have the last laugh. At that moment, they naturally thought about the person who could break the current stalemate.

  Silver Wolf smiled. "He's here since a long time ago."

  "Huh?"

  With just one sentence, he attracted Knife, Bar, and Thunder's attention. Their gazes gathered on Silver Wolf's face. "Big Brother Silver Wolf, did the boss contact you?"

  "Yeah." Silver Wolf nodded. "While I was at the roof, he sent a message to me. He saw that the quests in Dragon Gate Inn had been activated while he was passing by the area, and he doesn't want to miss it, that's why he asked us to come over here."

  "What does that mean?" Thunder was stunned when he heard this. "Does it mean that he doesn't intend to show up?"

  "Obviously." Knife cast him a glance.

  Silver Wolf nodded. "Happy's goal is the tunnel under the former Dragon Gate Inn, the one that leads to the desert palace. He wants the treasures from the desert palace and the item that Hu Baiwan and the other elites from the dao of heaven are vying for. That's his goal for coming here. The rewards over there are ten times and even a hundred times greater than the quest we received right now. So, tell me, will he get involved in the small quests offered by Dragon Gate Quest?"

  Knife, Bar, and Thunder's gazes instantly turned intense.

  They fell into silence for a while. Then, Knife spoke worriedly, "But there are already more than four elites in the dao of heaven going to the desert palace. I heard that there are also a few elites in the dao of heaven who have already made camp near the ruins. The sect master might be strong, but if he wants to stand out from among those elites in the dao of heaven and obtain the treasures in the desert palace, it will be…" Once he said this, he did not continue.

  The group also had worried looks appear on their faces.

  "The sect master will naturally think through the matter regarding the desert palace carefully. Since he doesn't need us to interfere with it, we just need to do what we need to do. Even if we're worried, it's useless." Silver Wolf waved his hand and explained, "We'll act based on our original plan. With all our strength, we'll try to clear the plot-related quests in Dragon Gate Inn so that the sect master will not underestimate us."

  The other three nodded.

  "My dear customer, it's already late, and you went out to take a walk?"

  "It's hot, so who are you to stop me?"

  The swordswoman, Qiu Moyan, had an aloof look on her face. While the employees in the inn watched with puzzled looks, she walked up the stairs. Suddenly, her pupils shrank, and she brushed shoulders with the mysterious white-clad young man who arrived during the day.

  She had also seen what happened during the day in the inn, and naturally, she knew that there were certain people in the inn who were not to be offended. Among them, the one who made her the most wary was this white-robed teenager whose strength was unfathomable.

  But now, it was dark, and the white-clad teenager had suddenly come out of his room. The old servant at the later stage of Myth Realm followed behind him, and their appearance caused Qiu Moyan to freeze for a moment.

  Once she stopped, she immediately caused the servile old servant to glare at her with a fierce look.

  Qiu Moyan said nothing. She frowned, but she did not want to make herself a powerful enemy and cause trouble to herself. She hurriedly looked away and walked back to her room.

  At the moment she shut the door, Qiu Moyan saw the white-clad teenager and the old man walk out of Dragon Gate Inn one after the other.

  Many people noticed this in the inn, but no one dared to stop them.

  Almost at the moment the white-clad teenager walked out of Dragon Gate Inn, one door at the first floor was flung open. Osaya flew out and chased after them like a shadow. She went out of the door.

  Once those three people left, another door at the first floor was opened.

  Hundreds of gazes downstairs moved from the entrance to the first floor again.

  Evil King's gaze was cold when he walked out, and the elegant and enchanting Empress Yin walked out as well. They swept their gazes over the hall from above, and whoever saw their eyes found their hearts trembling. They looked away to avoid their gazes.

  "Hmph."

  The group in the hall did not even have any will to fight against these two elites at the dao of heaven. Once these two people left the inn, the door was shut once more. The tense atmosphere in the hall disappeared, and plenty of people felt a burden disappear from their c.h.e.s.ts.

  They knew that Evil King, Empress Yin, and the white-clad teenager all had the same goal. They were all headed to the ruins of the former Dragon Gate Inn.

  "Tower master."

  Wu Kuo and the others looked at Phantasmal Shadow once they looked away.

  "What should we do?"

  Phantasmal Shadow's expression was complicated and grave. Her eyes sparkled for a moment before she said, "Bring two of our people over to check. Right now, it's not the time for the desert palace to be activated just yet. Be careful. If something seems off, come back immediately. Do not get into a conflict with the elites from the dao of heaven."

  Even though they knew that the quest was difficult, there was just no reason for them to give up on it when such a rare opportunity was presented to them.

  "Got it."

  Wu Kuo chose two people he was quite close with and got up. But he was immediately called back.

  "Wait." Phantasmal Shadow sent him a private message. "Go out from Jin Xiangyu's window. Be careful. Don't let anyone notice you."

  "Got it."

  Wu Kuo and the other three went up the stairs quietly.

  After they left Dragon Gate Inn, Happy, Thousand-faced Human Fox, and Osaya quickly noticed the great temperature difference in the world outside and in the inn.

  Even though the inn had been rather cold, when they circulated their qi, they could get rid of it.

  But once they got out, the three of them immediately noticed just how great the temperature in the desert dropped. Even though they circulated their qi fully, they could still feel a chill seep into their bodies. They could feel a chill even in their bones.

  Osaya was an elite at the dao of heaven, she could remain unaffected by this, but her gaze turned incredibly cold and mysterious under the moonlight from the desert.

  Though Thousand-faced Human Fox did not have any amazing body fortification and was not as strong as an elite in the dao of heaven, as one of the four Divine Thieves in the Chinese plains, he could do things that other people could not, and he had lived through many perilous situations before. He looked completely composed as well and was completely unaffected by the cold in the world outside.

  Osaya saw a
ll this, and a strange light shone in her eyes.

  The group moved through the rampaging wind and sand like a sharp blade. Soon, a group of tents and yurts appeared in front of them. Quite a lot of bonfires were lit as well. People could be seen moving around the area.

  "Stay where you are!"

  Before the group got closer, someone across them had already shouted at them warily, "Silver Dragon Lama of West Region resides in this place. All those who are unrelated, leave!"

  "He's just a nobody in West Region, and he's chased to the perimeter, but he still sounds so arrogant." Thousand-faced Human Fox snorted derisively. He shot out like an arrow fired from a bow.

  Happy did not stop him.

  A brief scuffle rose ahead of them. The guards in charge of night shift were dealt with with just a few blows from Thousand-faced Human Fox.

  "Who are you?!"

  A low growl that sounded like a lion's roar rose from a tent. Soon, a silver saber glare shot out from within to head to Thousand-faced Human Fox, who stood near a bonfire.

  'An elite at the peak of Myth Realm?'

  Happy was stunned.

  With his spirit sense, Happy could see the person's qi realm and face. Happy could tell that this person was slightly stronger than Thousand-faced Human Fox, but the thief's had outstanding lightness skills. When he faced those at the peak of Myth Realm, he could protect himself, which was why Happy was not worried. He calmly arrived at the camp with Osaya.

  "Who are you?!"

  After exchanging dozens of blows with Thousand-faced Human Fox, Silver Dragon Lama quickly realized that he was rather tough. Besides, two more people with inscrutable strength arrived. His expression changed, and he drew out of the battlefield.

  "You don't have to bother about who my master is. You just need to know that you can't offend him!"

  Thousand-faced Human Fox put his sword away and stood with a proud look on his face. His words nearly caused Silver Dragon Lama to fly off into a rage.

  But no matter what, this man was a person who dominated over one region in West Gion. Even so, when he came to the former ruins of Dragon Gate Inn, he suffered multiple setbacks. He was forced to the perimeter because of a few elites at the dao of heaven and some sect masters from the Chinese plains. Because of it, he held great resentment in his heart, and he was incredibly displeased. He did not expect that he would be mocked by an old man at the later stage of Myth Realm either.

  "Ten Thousand Years, stop wasting your breath with him. Focus on the main task."

  Happy and Osaya rushed into the camp from the darkness beyond it, and when they entered the brightly lit camp, Happy did not even look at the built Silver Dragon Lama. He walked right past the man and headed further into the camp.

  "You're asking for death!"

  He was underestimated once again. This time, he was underestimated by a youngster whose qi realm did not seem high. Silver Dragon Lama's killing intent instantly rose, and it started swelling madly and uncontrollably.

  Boom!

  His wide sleeves started dancing. Two terrifying pressures suddenly rose in the air, and black holes that were even more dazzling than the night flew out from his sleeves.

  Whoosh!

  A terrifying silver light shot out from the black holes that came from his sleeves. They arrived near the teenager at lightning speed.

  Chapter 1161 - Dongfang Bubai, Martial Paragon

  In the past, Happy had needed to be really careful when he fought against those at the peak of Myth Realm. He had to use Dragon Swings Its Tail to reflect his opponent's damage and attack his enemy swiftly so that he could catch them off-guard. Then, he used Full Winds in Long Skies to release a power that no one could hope to block.

  But now, those at the peak of Myth Realm were no longer anything Happy.

  Even when he faced a full-powered strike from an enraged elite at the peak of Myth Realm, Happy never even frowned.

  Clang!

  A soft w.h.i.n.e rose. With a thrust that was executed with no flourish whatsoever, he pierced through the seemingly mysterious and unfathomable black hole and the white saber glare.

  Bang!

  The complete saber glare shattered in Silver Dragon Lama's sleeve.

  Almost at the same time, Silver Dragon Lama had his c.h.e.s.t pierced through by the longsword. He did not even have the chance to cry out in shock.

  His body was frozen on the spot, even his posture remained the same as before he died.

  He looked like a puppet lifted by a string. He retained his posture of opening his arms and pouncing forward. But his eyes were filled with shock. He stared at the blood gushing out of the hole in his c.h.e.s.t.

  Not far in the distance, Thousand-faced Human Fox watched silently as the qi from Silver Dragon Lama swiftly vanished. Faint shock flashed in his eyes. When he looked at Happy, respect appeared in his eyes.

  There were not many elites at the peak of Myth Realm, and each of them had the ability of a sect master. All of them were existences who stood at the top of all other martial artists.

  Even though she had previously thought that Happy was just relying on ultimate techniques and instantly bursts of power to win, when she personally witnessed an elite at the peak of Myth Realm dying with just one move from Happy, she finally realized that she had still underestimated Happy.

  Since he had his spirit sense on, the authentic reactions from the duo did not Happy's "eye".

  He slowly drew his sword from Silver Dragon Lama's c.h.e.s.t after he had all his life drained from him. Happy's expression was indifferent as he sheathed his sword in a relaxed manner. He said, "Let's go."

  The other two did not dare to show any form of disrespect. They quickly followed behind him.

  The scattered light from the bonfires in the camp danced behind them, and it gradually faded away.

  Quite a number of people further into the camp saw Silver Dragon Lama's death, and after many of them witnessed Happy's skills, they simultaneously chose to remain silent.

  Happy's group might seem weak, but they did not run into anyone trying to stop them again. Under many people's gazes, they moved through different factions of power while the flickering light shone on them. Soon, they arrived at the depths of the ruins of the former Dragon Gate Inn.

  The ruins of the former Dragon Gate Inn appeared to be so dilapidated that only broken walls were left of it. On it was a thick layer of yellow sand. Even though quite a bit of sand had been removed from it, it was still really hard to tell just how it looked like.

  Whoosh!

  Right when Happy, Thousand-faced Human Fox, and Osaya entered the place, dozens of eyes from the four factions of power were trained on them. Their gazes were intense and also cold as well as mighty. Their expressions were hostile.

  Silence reigned.

  When Thousand-faced Human Fox looked over, he was terrified.

  There was not a single familiar face from the four corners of the empty grounds, but each of them possessed qi that did not lose to his.

  Which meant that they were at the later stage of Myth Realm!

  Among the four groups of people, even the ones who were the weakest were already at the later stage of Myth Realm, and there were not many of them. Most of them were at the peak of Myth Realm!

  Also, there were at least one elite at the dao of heaven near the four bonfires to ensure that the cold did not touch the bonfires. The fires burned brightly to illuminate red c.h.e.s.ts.

  Thousand-faced Human Fox might be behind Happy, but he was still so stunned by the scene in front of him that his breathing froze.

  To the north, which was the bonfire right across him, was a man who had extraordinary qi and seemed to have great status. He might be leaning against a broken wall, but there was a pure white pelt behind him. That was a rare item that money could not buy. Even when he leaned against it casually, a heroic feeling that made him seem as if he stood above all other people in the world rose from him, and he became the center of attentio
n in the area.

  A noble and domineering air that formed a perfect, harmonious mix appeared on this mysterious man.

  Beside him were a group of Myth Realm elites. A few of them had light armor on them. Behind them were hundreds of capable fighters, causing the person to look even more extraordinary.

  "Martial Paragon of the Turkic People!"

  Happy only cast him a brief glance before his pupils shrank slightly. He had already managed to recognize the man.

  Martial Paragon Bi Xuan!

  He had been famous in the world of martial artists for decades. When he attacked, there was no one he could not defeat. When he fought, there was no battle he could not win. He was also someone who could be considered to be in the dao of heaven for a long time. It was no wonder why he could still display such splendor and appear so domineering even when he was surrounded by other heroes.

  Happy looked away and saw a Chinese martial artist who nodded in his direction.

  His pupils shrank once more.

  Ye Gucheng!

  His fight against him at Ten Thousand Years Mountain, which was at the Forbidden City, might have been short and hurried, but Ye Gucheng's elegance when he attacked with just one slash had delivered a great shock to him. He had a deep impression toward this uncle of the emperor, who still vied for the throne.

  Ye Gucheng might not give off as domineering a presence as Bi Xuan while he occupied his corner, but he appeared colder and more arrogant!

  Gathered beside Ye Gucheng were elites from all over the Chinese plains. They wielded all sorts of weapons and looked as if they were made of bronze. They were all prideful, amazing people who were rarely seen. If they were in the Chinese plains, they were all at the level of sect masters.

  These people were gathered around Ye Gucheng to form a strength that did not lose to Martial Paragon Bi Xuan's force. They kept a steady hold over the east side of the area.

  Across Ye Gucheng was a group of barbarians.

  At the corner was a group of barbarians who were dressed in a very eye-catching manner. They generously revealed their sturdy muscles. All of them were well-built and were full of energy. The person in the lead was an old man who had his face covered by a black cloak and his body covered in a tattered, black shirt.