Chapter 233: Cruel Official

Chapter 233 -172: Cruel Official

Jiang Changge was being extremely generous at this Sword Discussion Conference. The first-place winners of both the Blood Forging Realm and Tendon Transformation Realm would each be rewarded with a Spirit Sword.

Lu Changfeng was considering whether or not to win the Spirit Sword prize for the Blood Forging Realm.

SWISH!

The male Swordsman across from her showed no intention of going easy on a fair lady, slashing at the Clone, Lu Jun, with his sword.

Against such an opponent, Lu Changfeng wouldn’t hold back either.

He directly condensed his Storm Sword Intent, shattering his opponent’s longsword with a single strike and pressing the tip of his own sword against the man’s neck.

“Amazing! The swordswoman Lu Jun has comprehended Sword Intent!”

“Another genius who has comprehended Sword Intent while still in the Blood Forging Realm has appeared at this Sword Discussion Conference! And she’s the first female Swordsman to do so!” the commentator on the side announced, his voice tinged with excitement.

“You let me win.” The Clone, Lu Jun, had won the match and walked off the stage crisply.

Below the stage, Wei He, Nie Yu, and the Long Family Siblings were watching the Clone, Lu Jun, with joyous expressions.

“Hm?” The Clone, Lu Jun, raised an eyebrow.

She looked behind the group of four, just in time to see a tall, thin figure flash past and vanish into the crowd.

Although the body was only at the Blood Forging Realm, the consciousness within was Lu Changfeng’s own.

Lu Changfeng could feel the malicious gaze from that tall, thin figure just now.

In fact, if his Clone, Lu Jun, hadn’t just drawn so much attention with her outstanding performance before stepping down, that tall, thin figure might have already tried to make a move.

‘Who could that be?’

“Lu Jun, you’re incredible! To think you’ve comprehended Sword Intent!” Long Yun walked over, her face full of admiration. Her own Realm had already reached the Sixth Level of Blood Forging Realm, yet she still hadn’t comprehended Sword Intent, always feeling like she was just one step away.

Therefore, she deeply admired Lu Jun, who was not only younger than her but also a fellow woman who had already comprehended Sword Intent.

“Lu Jun, you really hid your strength well,” Nie Yu said with a wry smile. He was already struggling in the second day of competition. Fortunately, Wei He’s and Lu Jun’s performances were eye-catching enough that they probably wouldn’t bring shame to Master Lu.

“Congratulations!” Wei He said simply, then leaned in close to the Clone, Lu Jun, and whispered, “You felt it too, didn’t you?”

The Clone, Lu Jun, nodded slightly. It seemed Wei He, with his Ancient Bloodline, had also keenly sensed the hidden undercurrents in their surroundings.

“I noticed it earlier. That person’s gaze has been fixed on the Long Family Siblings.”

“I’m afraid someone is targeting them,” Wei He stated.

“What do you want to do?”

“We’ll play it by ear. If things get out of hand, I’ll find a place to activate my bloodline and take care of him,” Wei He said. It was clear that after spending the last two days together, Wei He already considered the Long Family Siblings his friends.

As for why he told Lu Jun, firstly, Wei He and the Clone, Lu Jun, had been through so much together—they even knew about each other’s Demon Fiend Bloodlines—that he trusted her completely.

Secondly, the Demon Fiend Bloodline and Demon Fiend Skills that Lu Jun possessed were a perfect match for his own.

With Lu Jun around, even if Wei He were to be gravely injured after activating his Demon Fiend Bloodline, he could recover quickly with her help.

Lu Changfeng thought for a moment, then had his Clone, Lu Jun, point toward the Scholars Spectator Area. “We should communicate with Master Lu first. It would be best to ask him to handle this. After all, this is the heartland of Daliang. If we rashly activate our Demon Fiend Bloodlines, we’ll easily be targeted by the Daliang Alien Race.”

That was one reason. The second was that Lu Changfeng also wanted to see who was behind the Long Family Siblings, and use this as an opportunity to establish a connection with the Celestial Mountain Dragon Family, paving the way for the Saint Demon Sect’s future advance into the Desert North.

In fact, after some careful thought, Lu Changfeng could already deduce the answer.

‘If my guess is correct,’ Lu Changfeng thought, ‘the ones targeting the Long Family Siblings must be people from the Daliang Alien Race.’

‘Just like me, Daliang has its eyes on the Desert North region.’

‘If it really is the Daliang Alien Race, then it’s even more crucial that I step in personally to resolve this.’

The Saint Demon Sect was currently at the height of its power. Even if Daliang wanted to compete with the Saint Demon Sect for the Long Family Siblings, they wouldn’t dare to be too excessive.

But if it was Wei He, an Ancient Demon Fiend Bloodline holder who had appeared out of nowhere, Pei Yuanshi might come to kill him directly.

Wei He thought about it carefully and agreed with Lu Jun’s suggestion. Although he believed Master Lu was a genius, he was certain the man’s strength was no match for a single punch from him after activating his Demon Fiend Bloodline.

However, having Master Lu step in to deal with the current situation should be more than enough.

“So, who’s going to talk to Master Lu?”

“You go,” the Clone, Lu Jun, said, pointing at Wei He.

Wei He’s breath hitched, but under Lu Jun’s gaze, he still scurried off toward the Scholars Spectator Area.

After announcing his identity and having it personally confirmed by Lu Changfeng, Wei He was allowed into the Scholars Spectator Area, where he met Lu Changfeng.

There were many powerful experts of the Rebirth Realm in the Scholars Spectator Area. Since Wei He’s full strength had not yet recovered, he didn’t dare to act too presumptuously. He cautiously approached Lu Changfeng and explained the situation.

“I understand.” Lu Changfeng, who already knew everything, had to put on an act and pretend to listen intently. When Wei He finished, Lu Changfeng waved his hand and looked to Zhao Xingtian at his side. “The Long Family Siblings are in trouble. Do you want to intervene?”

Zhao Xingtian raised an eyebrow and looked at Lu Changfeng.

“This grand-disciple of mine has decent Talent. He was fated to meet the Long Family Siblings and has become their companion,” Lu Changfeng said, gesturing toward Wei He.

“Do you know the specifics?” Zhao Xingtian asked.

Wei He shook his head. Lu Changfeng said softly, “What else could it be? The Daliang Alien Race is making a new move.”

Hearing this, Bai Yimeng, who was also at their side, frowned deeply. “Those bastards. Even though Pei Yuanshi ceded Sword City to us, the city has long been crawling with spies from the Daliang Alien Race.”

“And right before this Sword Discussion Conference, a large number of them flooded in all at once.”

Zhao Xingtian also looked at Lu Changfeng. “I’ll naturally step in for the Long Family Siblings. However, I’ll need your help. Without you from the Saint Demon Sect taking charge, a minor figure like me from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect wouldn’t dare to openly challenge Daliang.”

“Then let’s go take a look together,” Lu Changfeng said with a smile.

“Count me in,” Bai Yimeng added.

In the end, Wei He left, completely satisfied.

A genius from the Divine Sword Sect, the Young Sect Leader of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and Master Lu on top of that—this time, the Long Family Siblings should be safe.

The Sword Discussion Conference was still underway.

But just as it was about to conclude…

Lu Changfeng, Bai Yimeng, and Zhao Xingtian quietly left their seats in the Scholars Spectator Area a step ahead of everyone else.

On the other side, the matches for Wei He’s group of five had also ended.

At the invitation of the Long Family Siblings, the group of five naturally headed toward a tavern.

As they walked out of the Sword Discussion Conference venue and made their way down a street with diminishing foot traffic, Wei He and Lu Jun stopped one after the other, frowning slightly as they looked ahead.

Just as the other three looked at them in confusion,

a servant of the Long Family Siblings appeared out of nowhere and blocked the group’s path. “Young Master, Young Miss, be careful!”

Ahead of them, a tall, thin, and deathly pale figure, carrying a long scythe, was slowly approaching.