Chapter 26: Dare to Harm My Junior Brother? Courting Death!

For the first time, Lu Chengfeng felt an overwhelming urge to kill someone, no matter the cost. His pursuer's blatant and relentless shadowing had escalated from mere nuisance to a direct threat on his life.

Thoughts raced through his mind. "Next time I go out, I'll coat my blade with poison or ambush him with every trick I know… Or maybe I could call on Senior Brother Zhou Tong…"

With that, his gaze sharpened. He made up his mind to head back to Jade Immortal Peak. "If this person keeps lurking in the shadows, I can openly contact my fellow disciples and elders to set a trap. Whatever schemes he's plotting can't survive in the open. Only then can I take the upper hand."

Just then, a monstrous roar echoed from the inner peaks, powerful enough to shake the land for miles and tear apart the clouds in the heavens above. The roar created waves in the air itself, sending shockwaves across the sect's grounds.

"Ah!"

Countless disciples, those with weaker cultivation, clutched their ears in agony, blood seeping from their eardrums, while some even collapsed unconscious.

Lu Chengfeng's face paled as he hastily circulated his Bibo internal energy, aligning it with his inner cultivation method to resist the deafening beastly howl. If not for his recent breakthrough to the tenth level, the roar might have left him severely injured.

"Su Yi…!" His expression shifted to one of panic, and he immediately sprinted toward the Bi Xiao Peak, his form leaving a blurred afterimage behind him.

Along the way, he saw fellow disciples running in confusion, even witnessing mountain peaks crumble and boulders crashing down, blocking pathways.

The entire sect was in chaos, mountains quaking, skies darkening, and disciples frantically running about, overwhelmed by the sudden turmoil.

"Chengfeng! Where are you rushing off to?" A voice halted his hurried steps, and Lu Chengfeng found himself face-to-face with Elder Xiao, the head of the Canglong Peak. The elder's stern expression made Lu Chengfeng's heart sink.

Elder Xiao stood before him, cloaked in a black robe with a yellow silk sash around his waist, a sword strapped to his back with a blood-red tassel swaying in the breeze. Although past sixty, Elder Xiao looked untouched by age, his smooth face and jet-black hair a testament to his mastery of internal cultivation.

Lu Chengfeng's suspicions had already rested heavily on Elder Xiao as his persistent stalker. Now, in the midst of chaos, the elder revealed himself without hesitation.

"Looks like I won't escape easily today," Lu Chengfeng thought, his gaze narrowing as he feigned confusion. "Elder Xiao, what's the meaning of this?"

With a cold smile, Elder Xiao replied, "Not long ago, you killed my favored disciple, trampling his corpse to make a name for yourself. How quickly you've forgotten?"

Lu Chengfeng replied, his expression somber, "My duel with Xue Dulong was sanctioned by a life-and-death agreement on the Sword Stage. According to sect rules, no one may seek retribution."

"Are you implying that you intend to disregard the sect's rules and avenge him?"

With a sneer, Elder Xiao drew his sword with a resounding clang. The blade glinted with a chilling light, the crimson tassel swaying ominously. "Enough talk. With the current situation, even if I kill you, who would know?"

"Die!"

The elder's attack was swift and merciless, his years of combat experience evident in his unhesitating assault. His sword flashed like a dragon emerging from its lair, aimed directly at Lu Chengfeng.

Lu Chengfeng's expression darkened. His right hand, still weakened from his earlier duel with Zhou Tong, would be a severe disadvantage against an opponent of Elder Xiao's caliber.

"Have you truly gone mad, Elder Xiao? Ignoring the sect's rules and attacking me here – do you truly believe no one will know?" Without hesitation, Lu Chengfeng turned to flee, avoiding open paths and seeking shelter among the trees and jagged rocks, his destination Jade Immortal Peak.

The Bixiao Sword Manual was a complete martial art, encompassing sword techniques, mental cultivation, and movement skills. Its agility and swiftness were its hallmark, with footwork as one of its greatest strengths. Lu Chengfeng's exceptional lightness skill had first drawn the sect's attention during the initial tests of the Training Hall.

Now, fleeing for his life, he pushed his movement skills to their absolute limit, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. In contrast, the Canglong Guihai Internal Art and Azure Dragon Sea-Breaking Sword were renowned for their heavy, unyielding force and relentless strikes, not for their movement techniques.

This difference in movement skills, combined with Lu Chengfeng's youthful vigor and his newly honed Bibo inner energy, allowed him to create some distance between them, eluding Elder Xiao's initial strikes.

"Boy, if I let you escape, then these decades of training were for nothing!" Elder Xiao sneered, channeling his internal energy to enhance his speed.

Within mere breaths, he closed the gap, thrusting his sword at Lu Chengfeng's back.

Clang!

Without looking back, Lu Chengfeng gripped his sheathed Hanchan Sword in his left hand, meeting Elder Xiao's attack with a technique from Bibo's Flow. His blade vibrated like the surface of a gentle sea, dissipating much of the elder's force and borrowing the recoil to push him forward.

The clash took place in the blink of an eye. Lu Chengfeng wasn't winning by sheer skill or strength; rather, it was his acute combat instincts and perfectly timed responses that allowed him to neutralize Elder Xiao's attacks.

The art of wielding a weapon didn't rely solely on technique. Some could sweep through crowds, while others might fail despite training – the difference often lay in battlefield intuition and experience, not mere skill.

Lu Chengfeng's gift for combat went beyond technique; he had an innate knack for timing and positioning, turning weakness into strength. Before his swordsmanship had even matured, he'd descended the mountain to fight bandits, using his natural instincts to slay the enemies of Black Wind Fortress. 

As Elder Xiao pursued relentlessly, Lu Chengfeng continued to evade, but each successful deflection came at a cost. The wound on his right hand reopened, and crimson droplets stained the ground. His back bore a bloody gash, evidence of close calls, yet he pressed on.

Suddenly, with a thunderous crash, a massive broadsword swung in from the side, intercepting Elder Xiao's blade just as it was about to strike Lu Chengfeng.

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You old scoundrel! Daring to harm my junior brother? Courting death!"

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