Chapter 0756: The Sword Martial Conference

Chapter 0756 Blade & Fist Tournament

Qin Yun sat beside the woman in red, so when the arrows shot over, he blocked them all by releasing an energy shield.

He wasn’t the least bit surprised by such a sudden turn of events.

That Demon Beast seemed to be of excellent quality—worth a small fortune of amethyst coins.

There must have been other outlaws or highwaymen lurking nearby.

Qin Yun quickly grabbed the woman in red’s hand and whispered, “Don’t panic!”

The woman in red was already in tears, especially after seeing the tragic state of her Master and martial siblings, which filled her with grief and terror.

A group of people suddenly rushed out from behind the distant rocks—a good three hundred strong.

“Perfect! We didn’t even have to expend much effort to claim a Demon Beast worth a small fortune of amethyst coins, along with a few fresh kills!”

A dark-skinned, bearded man roared with laughter.

“Boss, there are still two people over there!” a middle-aged man sneered.

“The woman isn’t much to look at, and the man looks like a trash picker. Let’s capture them and butcher them for meat—that way, it’ll be fresh!” The bearded man glanced at Qin Yun and the woman in red with disdain.

Qin Yun could also sense this group pulsing with demonic energy—they were all Demon Cultivators.

The leader was a Martial Lord at the Xuanwu realm, but Qin Yun felt no fear.

However, the woman in red beside him was shaking like a leaf, as she knew these ruthless bandits were the kind who ate people.

“Big brother, you should run! I’ll try to hold them off for a while!” the woman in red whispered, her voice shaking.

This moved Qin Yun deeply—despite being terrified, she still wanted to protect him.

“We’ll be fine!” Qin Yun smiled at her, then flexed his fingers and released several whirling blades.

Just as he was about to strike, dozens of new auras suddenly approached!

Another group had arrived!

“Boss, it’s those wenches from Demon Moon Island!” a middle-aged man shouted.

Sure enough, a group of women in form-fitting crimson garb appeared.

Wielding their weapons, they surged forward like a crimson tide, charging into the bandits and slaughtering them mercilessly.

Though they looked graceful, they showed no hesitation when killing the bandits.

Qin Yun stood down, but he remained vigilant, controlling his whirling blades to provide cover. He didn’t want to see these graceful women get hurt.

Beside him, the woman in red felt much more at ease now that reinforcements had arrived.

Before long, the bandits were all eliminated.

Qin Yun sat to the side and chuckled with a wry grin, “I thought I’d get to flex my skills, but now there’s no need!”

“Those bandits were Demon Cultivators. We’ve been on their trail for ages! Are you two alright?” A middle-aged woman approached and asked Qin Yun and the woman in red.

“We’re fine,” Qin Yun replied.

The red-clad woman wiped her tears away and shook her head.

Several approaching women eyed Qin Yun and asked, "Who are you?"

"I—I was just passing through, got hurt, and this young lady saved me!" Qin Yun quickly explained. "And this young lady was with those hunters!"

"They were my Master and martial brothers, but now they're all dead..." The red-clad woman fought back tears, pointing at the bodies riddled with arrows.

At that moment, a Demonic Moon Isle disciple helped the red-clad woman up and comforted her kindly.

But they weren't as kind to Qin Yun, eyeing him suspiciously.

"Who exactly are you?" the middle-aged woman asked sternly.

"Alright, no point hiding it—I’m Qin Yun!" Qin Yun declared loudly, as his relationship with the Demonic Moon Isle was quite good.

"You're Qin Yun?" The middle-aged woman snorted in disbelief. "But you look nothing like him! Qin Yun disappeared for six years and suddenly shows up here?"

Six years?

Qin Yun’s jaw dropped!

He remembered he had only spent a little over two years in the Dark Moon Wilderness!

"Damn time-warping tunnel!" he cursed inwardly.

He hadn't spent much time in the spatial tunnel, yet years had passed outside.

The other women also crowded around, snickering at Qin Yun.

"The real Qin Yun is very handsome. You look like you rolled out of a dumpster!"

"Exactly! Nothing like the dashing hero we heard about!"

"He’s got nice eyes, but his face is filthy and banged up!"

"Maybe it's just the same name?"

The women buzzed with gossip.

"I am the missing Qin Yun!" Qin Yun said earnestly.

"You're really Qin Yun?" The middle-aged woman frowned, scrutinizing him. "Qin Yun wields the Sky Lion Totem and its martial arts!"

Qin Yun grinned and then unleashed the Sky Lion’s Dragon-Claw Technique, summoning a towering, spectral lion’s claw.

Seeing this, the women from the Demonic Moon Isle were dumbfounded.

"Now do you believe I'm Qin Yun?" Qin Yun chuckled. "I just returned from that damned Dark Moon Wilderness, so this is how I look!"

The Demonic Moon Isle disciples erupted in cheers, no longer caring how rough he looked. They even urged him to join their sect and become one of their disciples.

After they badgered him for a bit, Qin Yun finally got them to settle down.

By then, Qin Yun had also learned that after the incident in the Dark Moon Wilderness, the balance of power in the Spirit Wilderness had changed drastically. Clans and sects had banded together.

Yang Shiyue had become a hunted woman, so the Demonic Moon Isle had joined forces with the Sword Immortal Pavilion and the Divine Armory City.

Thanks to this alliance, no one dared move against the Demonic Moon Isle.

Now everyone believes that the Star Monarch Rune Soul is on Demonic Moon Island, along with the Immortal Essence, both of which are extremely valuable.

Even some factions from the Profound Domain have sent people out, hoping to purchase the Star Monarch Rune Soul at a high price.

Over the past few years, the outstanding disciples of various major factions have also made rapid progress.

The main reason is that the Shadowmoon Wastes occasionally has falling stars, bringing down large amounts of resources and Star Beasts.

The Star Cores of those Star Beasts contain unique energy, enabling people to break through quickly.

"Qin Yun, I heard the Shadowmoon Wastes collapsed. What did you experience inside?" a petite woman asked curiously.

Qin Yun took a sip of juice and sighed deeply, "I spent two years in the Shadowmoon Wastes, searching for a way out! Eventually, I found an exit—a space-time tunnel. I was only inside the tunnel for a few days, but several years passed outside!"

"In the end, I just fell from above!"

The leading middle-aged woman said, "Qin Yun, we're heading to the Immortal Sword Pavilion to attend a Sword Martial Conference!"

"The Immortal Sword Pavilion has added another layer to that floating island. Now there are two floating islands, and the Sword Immortal Villa has been moved to the upper layer. So they've invited us to join in the celebrations!"

"The Immortal Sword Pavilion obtained something called the Immortal Star Essence, reportedly even more powerful than Immortal Fate. That's why they've grown so rapidly in recent years, claiming to be the strongest immortal sect!"

"Qin Yun, the Sword Martial Conference will definitely have combat tournaments. If you go, you might..." A woman left her sentence unfinished.

Because Qin Yun had lost several years.

"What is Jian Nanhu of the Immortal Sword Pavilion's current cultivation realm?" Qin Yun asked.

"A Martial Lord of the Profound Martial Realm, and he's also mastered the powerful Seven Stars Sword Technique—a very powerful martial skill!" a woman replied.

"How did they break through so quickly?" Qin Yun looked troubled, feeling as though he had fallen way behind.

"Qin Yun, we're going to the Immortal Sword Pavilion. Will you come with us?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"Yes! But you must keep this secret—don't let anyone know I'm Qin Yun! Otherwise, they might capture me to threaten Sister Yang!" Qin Yun said.

"Sister Yang is also going to the Sword Martial Conference. She's also at the Profound Martial Realm and is one of the few who can defeat Jian Nanhu!"

The women were excitedly discussing the Sword Martial Conference.

In the last Martial Arts Championship, their Demonic Moon Island had won an Immortal Essence.

"Qin Yun, when our Demonic Moon Island disciples travel, we also keep our identities secret. There are too many factions targeting us now!"

"Right, we'll split into multiple squads later."

"What about Xiao Yuelan? Is she also going to that Sword Martial Conference?" Qin Yun asked urgently.

"Junior Sister Yuelan? She didn't go—she's in seclusion! Junior Sister Yuelan is extremely dedicated to her cultivation!" the middle-aged woman said.

"Alright, I won't go for now. I need to return to the Divine Armory City," Qin Yun said.

Qin Yun's decision not to attend disappointed the women somewhat, but they understood—he had lost several years.

...

The next morning, after grooming himself and healing his injuries, Qin Yun changed into fresh clothes, looking dashing and energetic. The female disciples of Demonic Moon Island couldn't help admiring him.

Qin Yun followed the women to a main road, where they were preparing to go their separate ways.

"I'm heading back to Divine Armory City. See you later, sisters!" Qin Yun chuckled, about to leave when he suddenly sensed someone flying overhead.

"Damn it, it's the Wanxing Sect!" a female disciple muttered under her breath.

"These guys are such a pain!"

The female disciples' faces all darkened.

The Wanxing Sect's disciples, numbering over a hundred, seemed to be on their way to that so-called "Sword Martial Conference."

Qin Yun decided to stay and observe.

The Wanxing Sect's disciples slowly touched down.

"Who are you with?" a middle-aged man asked.

Just as the middle-aged woman was about to speak, Qin Yun suddenly said, "We're from the Mystic Rune Sect. And you?"

"Mystic Rune Sect? Some backwater sect, right? How come you have so many female disciples?" A youth eyed the group of beautiful female disciples, a predatory gleam flashing in his eyes.

"You're mistaken. Our Mystic Rune Sect isn't third-rate—it's not even on the charts!" Qin Yun laughed. "And I happen to be its sect master!"

"Hahaha... Judging by your aura, you've only just condensed a Mystic Dao Crystal, barely a peak Spirit Martial Realm warrior, and you're the sect master?" The middle-aged man let out a loud laugh.

"Our Mystic Rune Sect doesn't pride itself on martial prowess but on the mastery of Mystic Runes!" Qin Yun smirked. "I bet none of you can even read a rune, do you?"

Mystic Runes were such profound knowledge that even ordinary disciples, let alone many Martial Kings or Emperor Wu, couldn't make heads or tails of them.

The Wanxing Sect members fell silent—none of them understood Mystic Runes.

Qin Yun sneered, "You mock me for being unranked when you don’t even comprehend Mystic Runes? Then what does that make you?"