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Chapter 397:【Mocking the Entire Clan】
The Lost Forest is not inhabited by mortals because it is teeming with poisonous pathogens, and the whole forest can easily cause people to lose their way. If you were to live here, you might not be able to find your home if you leave for a long journey.

The boy with a big head and a felt hat pinned to it was walking leisurely here with his hands held behind him, as if he were a leader on inspection.

After he turned the young cultivator in front of him into a puddle of blood, he stepped on the medicinal herb that the cultivator was going to take back to heal his teacher, and then continued to walk.

Although he seemed to walk slowly, once he took a step, he instantly reached another area, like a kind of space contraction, he can travel a hundred meters away with just one step.

The poisonous pathogens spread towards him, the big-headed boy gave a slight blow and the poison cloud was blown up high, drifting back rapidly.

Although he looked like an ordinary boy, the mere pathogens couldn’t possibly harm him.

The only reason he did that was that he found the smell of the toxic pathogens a bit pungent and disgusting.

He was sensitive to smells and had a severe cleanliness fetish.

At the same time, he suffered a mild form of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Therefore, when he walked to the edge of the creek and saw the slightly deformed avatar of the Second Priest, an expression of disgust appeared on his face.

He had no intention of hiding his emotions, he lifted his hand to straighten his hat and looked coldly at this deformed figure with a frown.

“How many times has it been?” His voice was raspy and tone unfeeling.

The Second Priest felt icy cold all over, he was fully aware that the person was criticizing him for his consecutive mistakes.

Although they were all priests, there was a vast difference in power.

The High Priest was his superior.

Moreover, the High Priest was too powerful, he was no match for him.

Just in terms of combat power, the High Priest was second only to the Supreme Lord.

The ones present here were just their avatars, but even then, there was a vast difference in strength.

“Tell me what happened,” said the big-headed boy.

The Second Priest didn’t try to hide or embellish anything, he told the High Priest the whole story.

“Lu Xun?” The big-headed boy’s voice was hoarse as he murmured the name.

He had heard this name too many times in recent days.

An ordinary cultivator from the Third Realm of the Heavenly Dust Continent accomplishing earth-shattering feats time and time again.

No one would have believed such a thing in the past.

“If my memory serves me right, according to intelligence, the Tianque Gate has recently been getting along well with the Demon Sect, so it can be inferred that the person who destroyed the altar at the Three Thousand Mountains is most likely this Lu Xun,” said the High Priest indifferently.

He took a few steps forward, standing by the creek and said, “If this inference is correct, then Little Cang was predicting him when he lost an eye.”

After saying that, he glanced at the deformed avatar of the Second Priest, he didn’t say anything, but his meaning was clear.

The ‘Little Cang’ he referred to was the Junior Priest, who lost an eye while predicting Lu Xun. You, the Second Priest, almost lost an avatar to him…

“Interesting,” he said in a deep voice.

Had he not been defeated, had he not been in fear of him, the Second Priest might have shouted out loud in complaint.

I’m in this state, my avatar nearly killed, two valuable artifacts completely destroyed, and you say it’s interesting?

How can it not be fucking interesting?

The boy with the big head squinted his eyes and said, “Let’s set the matter of the Western State Border Monument aside for the time being. After your blunder, proceeding with the next operation will surely be fraught with difficulties.”

The Second Priest nodded, remaining silent.

High Priest turned to him and asked, “Don’t you feel like you’re being toyed with by this Lu Xun?”

“What?” On hearing that, the Second Priest was slightly taken aback. He was a bit puzzled.

What followed was a wave of anger.

Although he had repeatedly failed against Lu Xun, where did this ‘being toyed with’ part come from?

“Do you really think that it was Yin Tian’s ‘Blood Covenant’ that had problems? That he betrayed everyone?” the High Priest raised an eyebrow and asked hoarsely.

The Second Priest was about to speak but suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

The High Priest continued to speak to himself, “Has there been any issues with the Blood Pact to date? Could Lu Xun possibly know how to break the Blood Pact?”

“Could it be…the Sir?” the Second Priest asked.

They certainly didn’t believe that Lu Xun held such abilities. But if it were that mysterious Sir…that would be a different story.

The High Priest nodded, “That’s also a possibility.”

He looked at the Second Priest, his voice hoarse, “I hope that’s the case. Otherwise, it would mean that we have been thoroughly toyed with by a mere Third Realm cultivator from Heavenly Dust.”

The Second Priest lowered his head. This statement was somewhat hard for him to swallow.

The cap-wearing boy was silent for a long time before he finally said, “I do not wish for there to be a next time. Remember our mission.”

“Yes.” The Second Priest responded in a deep voice.

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Elsewhere, at a secluded spot on a small hill, Ye Sui’an was meditating, while Lu Xun was stuffing the Sword Sheath with Sword Qi.

After two rounds of battle, the Sword Qi stored in the Sword Sheath was considerably diminished, depleting his once considerable arsenal.

To him, having ample Sword Qi gave him greater confidence.

“If you have a gun, you need bullets. The worst thing to hear is… I bet you have no Sword Qi in your sheath.” Lu Xun muttered as he continued his task.

The Sword Qi is Near hovered nearby, watching the scene and making a subdued sword humming sound.

Lu Xun glanced at it, remembering his duty.

He was the peacemaker, striving to reconcile this couple.

“Thanks to you, we made it down the mountain safely,” Lu Xun addressed The Sword Qi Is Near, praising it first to make the Sword Sheath recognize its merits.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Lu Xun’s words, The Sword Qi Is Near arrogantly floated high into the air, its sword humming sound full of extreme pride.

Lu Xun’s mouth twitched, he fell silent and increased the rate at which he was stuffing the Sword Qi.

He glanced at the arrogant Sword Qi is Near and cursed under his breath, “Damn it!”

After not too long, Lu Xun cast a glance in Ye Sui’an’s direction. Spiritual Energy was pouring into Ye Sui’an rapidly – it seemed as though a breakthrough had been made.

Following the battle outside of Sword Casting City, he wasn’t sure whether Ye Sui’an had matured or had experienced some sort of spiritual enlightenment. Regardless, even though his experiences had differed from his previous life, he was treading the same path.

He was making rapid progress!

“Finally, you look a bit like a world protagonist.” remarked Lu Xun internally, nodding to himself.

The current Ye Sui’an was like his own personal sidekick, a handy tool to be commanded at will. Lu Xun sincerely hoped for Ye Sui’an to constantly break through and become stronger.

If this were to happen…

——He benefits, I benefit.

Lu Xun then witnessed Ye Sui’an breaking through three realms consecutively, essentially levelling up three times.

“Damn, you’re the one who’s cheating, right?” Lu Xun thought to himself.

When Ye Sui’an opened his eyes, Lu Xun calmly congratulated him, “Congratulations.”

A faint smile played on Ye Sui’an’s face. Breaking through three realms eased the recent gloom that had been consuming him.

Seeing his leisure, Lu Xun proposed, “Would you like to spar, to help consolidate your realm?”

A spar was the most effective way to stabilize one’s realm after a sudden breakthrough.

Hearing this, Ye Sui’an immediately responded enthusiastically, “Sounds good!”

He was eager for Elder Lu’s guidance.

With this thought, he touched his forehead as if reminiscing something.

“Be careful.” Lu Xun advised, before a foggy mist began to rise around him.

He took a step back and disappeared into the mist as if vanishing into thin air.