Chapter 109: Trouble Arises from Disputes

  Between breaths, four or five people walked out of the passageway.

  Leading the way was a young man in white, followed by four swordsmen. From the plaques hanging from their waists, it could be seen that the former was an inner disciple, while the latter four were all outer disciples.

  Jianzong disciples went down to the cold and dark cave of Huo Long Dong. In order to ensure safety, they often formed large and small teams. Some teams were fixed combinations all year round, coordinating with each other tacitly, and could often exert very strong combat effectiveness.

  These five people are obviously from the same team, and the inner door disciple is the undisputed captain.

  As the newcomers took in the situation inside the cave, they were all shocked. Their eyes darted back and forth between the python's corpse on the ground, the Ice Pearl, and Qin Yun.

  "Is this a black water snake?"

  Someone was shocked and exclaimed: "How did it break into two pieces?"

  It's obvious to everyone that the black water snake's body is covered in scars, and it must have gone through a fierce battle before being beheaded. What makes them hard to believe is that the victor standing beside the black water snake's corpse is actually just an outer sect disciple.

  And the opponent seems to have a strength of only six or seven layers of heaven.

  How is this possible?!

  The young man in white clothes took a step forward, bowed his fist and said: "This junior brother is polite, may I ask if you killed this black water snake?"

  "Yes, senior brother!" Qin Yun replied with a bow.

  But he vaguely felt that the other person's eyes were somewhat ill-intentioned, so he raised his vigilance in his heart.

  Qin Yun had been in Tian Cheng Jian Zong for just over a month, and this was his second time down in the Cold Abyssal Cave, but that didn't mean he knew nothing about certain things.

  That Yueshan who guarded the entrance had subtly reminded him while drinking and chatting that when training and hunting in the Cold Abyss or Fire Dragon Cave, apart from being careful of demonic beasts, he also had to guard against some degenerates within the sect.

  It is said that a big tree has withered branches. The Sword Sect has tens of thousands of disciples, and although the rules are strict, in the depths of the cave where people rarely set foot, there will often be conflicts and disputes among disciples who have discovered treasures or killed monsters, and even more heinous cases of murder and robbery have been heard.

  For a newly admitted disciple like Qin Yun, it's even more important to be cautious when venturing into the Cold Abyss alone. Just because they're from the same sect doesn't mean you can trust them completely without reservation.

  Yue Shan's words of gold, he has always remembered in his heart.

  A young man in white clothes smiled and said, "That's right. A few days ago, the five of us wounded it severely. This time we originally wanted to completely destroy it, but we didn't expect our junior brother to take a step ahead."

  Qin Yun's sword-like eyebrows shot up, and he asked in a deep voice: "May I ask, brother, what is the meaning of this?"

  This guy is simply talking nonsense with his eyes open, saying that he severely injured the black water snake a few days ago, just to make an excuse.

  When the young man in white heard this, the four people behind him exchanged glances very tacitly, and they all knew what he was up to.

  A new outer door disciple actually killed the Black Water Python, I really don't know what kind of luck he had, but now they've seen it, so they'll have to divide up the meat at least.

  As expected, the young man in white smiled and said: "Junior brother, if we hadn't taken action first, you definitely wouldn't have been able to kill this black water snake. However, we aren't unreasonable."

  "That's settled then, the inner elixir and snake pearl of this black water python will belong to us, as for the rest, you can take those ice condensing beads, it's a fair deal and no one loses out, we can even become friends!"

  In his heart, he also had three points of apprehension towards Qin Yun, although Qin Yun seemed to be only at the sixth heaven of Qi Refining from the surface, and he could easily suppress him alone.

  But Qin Yun was able to kill the Black Water Python, no matter what means he used to achieve it, he must have had an extraordinary ability that cannot be ignored.

  But he couldn't bear to watch the fat meat in front of him retreat without moving, and the young man in white was not willing to give up no matter what. He had been wandering around the cold abyss with four companions for half a day without any gain, and his heart was feeling depressed!

  If Qin Yun recognized him, he would have set aside a piece of meat for himself. He didn't want to move his knife or sword either. After all, the rules of the sect were strict, and the punishment for maliciously attacking fellow disciples was severe. If things got out, it would be big trouble.

  The young man in white clothes calculated very cleverly, the inner elixir and python pearl are the most valuable things of the black water python, taking away these two things, the rest can only be considered as residual bones.

  Ke Qin Yun was unmoved by his proposal, coldly sneering and retorting: "Isn't it about not talking reason? I think Shixiong has no reason to talk about, wanting to rely on force to bully the weak and rob my spoils of war, why bother with such hypocrisy?"

  The young man in white was stunned, Qin Yun's ruthless counterattack left him speechless, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of shame.

  And his companions suddenly became agitated and noisy: "What are you, bullying the weak with force? Don't be ungrateful!"

  "It was clearly our Blackwater Viper that struck first, yet you benefited greatly from it and still dare to speak like this?"

  "You young whippersnapper, you're just starting out and already don't know the height of heaven or the thickness of earth, you don't understand how to show respect to your senior brother, I think you need a good lesson!"

  Although they were both outer door disciples, the material of the identity plaque for new disciples was slightly different. It could only be replaced after three years, so anyone familiar with it would easily be able to distinguish Qin Yun's status.

  The young man in white waved his hand to signal his companion to shut up, and he stared at Qin Yun with a cold and venomous gaze: "This junior brother, don't say I didn't warn you. Every year, dozens or hundreds of people die in the Cold Abyss Cave. One more or one less doesn't make much difference."

  Hanming Cave is one of the three major danger zones in Jianzong Mountain, where many disciples who have been practicing hunting and mining have fallen victim to powerful demonic beasts.

  The young man in white was undoubtedly warning Qin Yun that if he died here, no one would know, so it's better to be sensible!

  However, if being intimidated and retreating in the face of threats was not Qin Yun's style, let alone that his opponent was only at the 8th or 9th level of the Refining Qi realm, even if a pre-heavenly strong cultivator stood before him, Qin Yun would not lose the courage to resist.

  I won't bother others if they don't bother me; but if they bother me, I'll greet them with a sword!

  He stepped on the corpse of the black water snake, and said in a low voice: "If I were afraid, I wouldn't be standing here today. I advise you not to waste your breath. If you want to rob me of my spoils of war, then come at me!"

  Qin Yun was so tough that it exceeded the expectations of the young man in white. The three points of apprehension in his heart turned into five points.

  In his opinion, Qin Yun didn't seem like the kind of person who would overestimate himself. Without real power, it was impossible for him to make it here and kill the Black Water Python. Perhaps there was a powerful figure from the Sword Sect backing him up...

  The young man in white hesitated, but his companions behind him could no longer hold back.

  The path of martial arts is difficult, even if one can enter the Tiancheng Sword Sect, they still have to face competition from tens of thousands of fellow disciples, and cultivating a single path is like sailing against the current, where not advancing means retreating.

  Gongfa, secret books, dan medicine, talismans and even oral transmissions, none of which can be obtained without using lingyu or sect contributions. This black water python is worth enough to let them spend the entire harsh winter in peace and comfort.

  They couldn't understand why the young man in white was still hesitating, as they thought their side had an absolute advantage. Since Qin Yun was so uncooperative, they might as well take drastic measures to eliminate him.

  This place is rarely visited by people. As long as you keep your mouth shut, it's like heaven and earth know, but the gods and ghosts don't. No matter how strict the sect rules are, there's no need to be afraid.

  It is said that a big tree has withered branches. Among the tens of thousands of disciples in the Tiancheng Sword Sect, there are inevitably selfish and greedy people who dare to do evil.

  "Listen up, kid! Let me teach you how to be a man!"

  A young disciple in a green robe jumped out first, drew his long sword and pointed it at Qin Yun.

  The young man in white hesitated for a moment, and didn't open his mouth to dissuade him. Another black-faced disciple also stepped forward, silently swinging his sword at Qin Yun.

  The sword's aura was cold and severe, directly attacking the vital point, without any mercy or quarter, completely aiming for Qin Yun's vitals!

  The first one who jumped out was a green-robed disciple, who simultaneously thrust his sword and stabbed Qin Yun, while coordinating with his companion to attack him from both sides.

  "Good!"

  Qin Yun's tiger eyes blazed with anger as he let out a loud roar, his body flashing and disappearing without a trace.

  The two of them missed simultaneously and surprisingly didn't even touch Qin Yun's hem.

  The young man in white was taken aback by this scene and immediately shouted loudly: "Be careful!"

  But his warning came a little too late, as Qin Yun appeared silently behind the Qing Yi disciple.

  Suddenly bursting sword energy, whizzing past several steps distance completely envelops the opponent inside!

  Fighting strong with weak, fighting many with few, Qin Yun didn't have much confidence in winning, so as soon as he made his move, he went all out, bringing his sword energy to its peak!

  That young disciple in green robes never dreamed that Qin Yun's counterattack would come so swiftly and sharply. He hastily turned around, his eyes filled with dazzling sword energy, his mind shaken to the point where he relied solely on instinct to raise his sword for defense.

  The realm strength of Qing Yi's disciples is comparable to Qin Yun, but in terms of swordsmanship and combat experience, they are far inferior to Qin Yun.

  In such a situation, his wisest choice should have been to retreat immediately. His companions on the side, unless they had deep grievances against him, would only need to draw their swords in time to intercept and render Qin Yun's counterattack futile.

  Unfortunately, he made the most wrong choice.

  Clang!

  Qin Yun's sword energy fiercely collided with the sword of the Qingyi disciple, producing a loud and clear ringing sound.

  The young man in blue robes involuntarily retreated several steps back, his long sword no longer able to protect the vital parts of his body.

  The dazzling sword light suddenly exploded, but it did not disappear, instead transforming into thousands of sword lights that shot out and flew about, many of which pierced through his body!

  Sword rises with wind and thunder!

  Xuan-level swordsmanship, "Rapid Thunder and Clouds", is also Qin Yun's earliest successfully cultivated high-level sword skill. He has spent the most time practicing this sword style, and it is also the one that can best bring out his strength.

  Finally, at a critical moment, the usual hard work and bitter practice paid off, bursting out with extremely strong lethal power.

  Pffft! Pffft! Pffft!

  The young monk's body suddenly had more than a dozen holes, and fresh blood spurted out of the wounds.

  He still held a sword in his hand, but his eyes were filled with confusion, shock and despair.

  How can this be? How is it possible?

  With an unbearable sense of regret, he swallowed his last breath, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.