I'm Actually a Cultivation Bigshot

Chapter 841 Xiao Chengfeng, the Dedicated Model Worker

The entire sect was eroded by greed. 80 percent of the disciples rebelled against the sect master while the other disciples had already been slaughtered, all for the sake of the Ethereal Sutra.

“Master, you have to get with the times. Now hand over the Ethereal Sutra and we’ll grant you a quick death,” said Song Ming with a smirk.

“Master, the Mirage is approaching. We can’t stay here any longer. It’s better to hand over the Ethereal Sutra and disband as soon as possible!” said another disciple.

“Hehehe…” Bei Yunchang was at a loss of what to do and could only smile bleakly. The situation he was in right now was even worse than the destruction of the sect. However, if anything else, he still had his backbone. “You’ll never get your hands on the Ethereal Sutra!”

“Die, you stubborn old man!” shouted Song Ming as he immediately charged toward Bei Yunchang with his mana activated.

The other disciples followed suit. White Sword Qi flowed out of their swords and transformed into a terrifying sword net that trapped Bei Yunchang in it.

Bei Yunchang used a particular footwork from the Ethereal Sutra, making his figure a blur. The Sword Qi he cast was so sharp that it could neutralize 10 opponents’ Sword Qi.

In an instant, the entire hall was riddled with holes from the overflowing Sword Qi. However, the disciples’ powers had skyrocketed. They left behind the bonds between master and disciple and soon suppressed Bei Yunchang, leaving several sword wounds on his body!

Song Ming’s pupils turned gray and he said coldly, “The new era’s coming and pedantic people are destined to be eliminated by this era. Master, it’s not that you didn’t choose the gray mist. You were actually abandoned by it!”

Bei Yunchang shook his head and sighed. “You’ve gone crazy!”

“Hahaha, you can’t live without being crazy!” Song Ming laughed wildly.

The other disciples also laughed maniacally as their attacks became stronger.

“We, the disciples of the Ethereal Sect, invite you to die together, Master!” they shouted in unison. They raised their swords high and the sword light converged in the void, transforming into their strongest attack. A giant sword phantom slashed down on Bei Yunchang!

Under this attack, Bei Yunchang’s mana was cut off and he was about to die under the sword light. At that moment, a majestic aura blasted into the hall from the outside like a gust of wind.

“Disciples teaming up to off the master? What a classic show. Disciples like you aren’t worthy of wielding a sword!” The man’s voice resounded in everyone’s ears like thunder.

Then, with a soft whistle, a sword light flashed past, blinding everyone. The giant sword phantom was instantly blasted away and the disciples’ swords fell to the ground as they were sent flying until they, too, landed on the ground.

Xiao Chengfeng walked into the hall slowly with his hands folded behind his back. The swords scattered on the ground shook as if welcoming their king. His entrance was indeed awesome.

“Who are you?” asked Song Ming in a voice trembling with fear.

“Who am I?” Xiao Chengfeng smiled coldly and said, “God wouldn’t accept the birth of Xiao Chengfeng, but my sword cultivation’s still historical like the long night!”

“Senior Xiao, we hold no grievances toward each other and this is the Ethereal Sect’s business. Why are you intervening?” asked Song Ming grudgingly. “You’ve been bewitched by the unknown gray mist and turned to evil, so it’s only natural for me to get rid of all evil!” said Xiao Chengfeng coldly.

Behind him, the Heavenly Palace people finally arrived.

“Xiao Chengfeng, stop trying to act cool. I saw you repeating the lines to yourself over and over again on our way here. Aren’t you tired of the same old lines? Maybe it’s time to come up with a new one?” teased Yang Jing.

“This is the sixteenth time. We’re all tired of hearing it,” said Juling Shen.

“Hey, what I’m doing is for the good of the Heavenly Palace’s reputation! In fact, I’m the most dedicated one out of all of us here!” retorted Xiao Chengfeng.

Their arrival froze the air in the Ethereal Sect. Although they did not deliberately exude auras, the occasional oppressive power still made them feel suffocated.

Bei Yunchang’s scalp was crawling with fright. He did not expect so many bigshots would suddenly appear just as the sect was about to perish.

“Greetings, seniors! I, Bei Yunchang, thank you all for saving my life,” said Bei Yunchang respectfully.

“You’re welcome.” Xiao Chengfeng smiled and waved his hand dismissively. “Do you mind if we help you clear out the disciples?”

“Please, go ahead, seniors.”

Immediately, Xiao Chengfeng waved his hand and the swords on the ground rose into the air one after another. Then, they stabbed the disciples.

Cultivator Junjun took out a crystal ball that extracted all the unknown gray mist absorbed by those disciples. Then, it was all sealed into the ball. He shook his head and said, “This isn’t much but I guess it’s better than nothing.”

At that moment, three disciples entered the hall and greeted Bei Yunchang, “Master.”

“Anyone else alive?” asked Bei Yunchang.

“There are three junior brothers who have been seriously injured and are being treated outside,” answered one of the disciples.

Bei Yunchang let out a long sigh, his face deep with sorrow. It was a sad thing to know that only a few people survived in such a huge

sect.

“You should count yourselves lucky. Along the way here, we’ve seen fathers and sons cannibalizing each other, husbands and wives turning against each other, and many sects that have been destroyed,” comforted Yang Jing.

Juling Shen nodded and said, “Some sects were completely wiped out by us because the whole sect was under the influence of the unknown gray mist. It’s very impressive how your sect has a lot of disciples who can resist the gray mist’s temptation.”

They were not pulling words out of thin air and were merely recounting what they saw and heard along the way. Although the unknown gray mist erupted for just a short time, it still managed to wreak immeasurable havoc.

There were too many people who could not resist absorbing the unknown gray mist. What followed was hatred, jealousy, greed, violence… The emotions that were hidden in the bottom of their hearts were magnified rapidly and their spiritual cultivation skyrocketed due to the unknown gray mist. Wild with ambition, they began to cause trouble everywhere.

The chaos made the Heavenly Palace people feel heavy and uneasy. Nevertheless, they strengthened their resolve to completely wipe out the unknown gray mist. They firmly believed that as long as they served the expert well, the final victory would definitely belong to them!

“I really didn’t expect the unknown gray mist to be so terrifying that my disciples would be convinced to turn against me. They weren’t like this before. Once again, thank you, seniors,” said Bei Yunchang with lingering fear.

“Don’t mention it. We came here specifically to erase the Unknown. The gray mist near this sect is more intense. Do you know what is in the southwest direction?” asked Yang Jing.

“In the southwest direction?” Bei Yunchang’s face changed slightly as he said, “If my guess is right, the unknown gray mist you’re looking for must be related to the Mirage.”

“Mirage?”

Bai Yunchang began to explain, “There’s a valley in the southwest called the Misty Valley, a dangerous spot. Anyone who enters the valley will be affected by the fog, making it hard for them to know which direction they’re going in. Ultimately, their consciousness will be blinded with illusions,

“Even a first-step Wisdom Elite would find it difficult to get out of there. Originally, everyone thought the valley was just an ordinary dangerous spot. However, just a few days ago, the outbreak of an unknown gray mist had brought a terrifying existence out of its slumber!

“I also heard people say that there was an ancient Mirage Dragon entrenched in that valley and that it had been sleeping until the gray fog came. The fog was made up of the Mirages that the Mirage Dragon puffed out, thus, forming the Misty Valley.”