I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1522 - 362: If I Were Indifferent... I Wouldn’t Be the Fanfan in Their Hearts_4

Chapter 1522: Chapter 362: If I Were Indifferent... I Wouldn’t Be the Fanfan in Their Hearts_4

After the family ancestor acquired the azure boat bestowed by the sect leader, he dismissed it as useless, considering it a worthless artifact for travel. He gave it to the Xia Family, thinking that in the Cultivation World, families being wiped out is common. It’s at least convenient to have a tool for escaping, to avoid being caught.

"Too slow."

Lin Fan shook his head, unwilling to waste time on traveling, "With a map, I can go by myself."

Xia Jisheng was very disappointed; it seemed he couldn’t accompany the senior. It made sense, considering the senior’s cultivation level, no travel artifact could compare to him.

"Senior, please wait a moment."

Xia Jisheng hurried away and returned with a letter and a token in hand.

"Senior, the Flame Sun Sect is a cultivation sect. Please accept this token to avoid being harassed by the gatekeepers. And give this letter to my family’s ancestor."

Xia Jisheng had been to the Flame Sun Sect and knew the situation there better than anyone.

As the saying goes: small demons are tricky.

The senior had his mana concealed. Even Xia Jisheng couldn’t detect the slightest bit of mana from him. Let alone the sect’s gatekeepers. They would be extremely arrogant upon seeing a senior with no visible mana fluctuations, relying on their membership with the Flame Sun Sect.

If they offended the senior, causing him to wipe out the Flame Sun Sect, he would really have nowhere to cry.

After all, the Xia Family’s ancestor was still an elder of the Flame Sun Sect. Their current status relied on their ancestor.

Even if Xia Jisheng was unwilling to admit it, facts were facts.

"Alright, thank you." Lin Fan accepted the letter and the token, nodding.

The material of the token was unknown, but there was a single engraved character ’Sun’ in the raised and recessed areas on its surface.

Evidently, this token was a symbol of identity from the Flame Sun Sect.

"Truly, thank you. I have many things to look for. When I have the chance in the future, I will certainly thank you properly." Lin Fan said earnestly.

Though he had many grievances with this world’s will, he acknowledged that the people living here were diverse, with both good and bad ones.

Perhaps Xia Jisheng had many thoughts, but his assistance in finding the path for everyone was something Lin Fan remembered and would not forget.

"Helping the senior is this junior’s honor."

Hearing Lin Fan’s words, Xia Jisheng’s heart pounded faster. To have the senior plan to thank him properly in the future excited him greatly. With the senior’s capabilities, even a tiny favor in the future would suffice for him.

Walking out of the living room to the outside.

Xia Jisheng respectfully sent him off, unsure of what kind of Divine Skills the senior would display.

"Goodbye." Lin Fan spoke.

"Safe travels, Senior."

Bang!

A dull sound emerged, stirring up dust on the ground.

"Se...Senior..."

Xia Jisheng rubbed his eyes, looking into the distance, but the senior’s figure was already gone. He hadn’t even seen the senior’s departing action. What unimaginable Divine Skills were these?

"The senior must be a celestial being."

Xia Jisheng marveled, feeling fortunate to have unexpectedly met such a high-level figure in this remote city.

In the Cultivation World, besides personal strength, knowing more people was crucial. If one was lucky enough to meet a powerful figure, an influential cultivator, they could avoid many conflicts by simply claiming, "So-and-so great cultivator is my acquaintance."

While Xia Jisheng was in awe, Steward Ma hurriedly ran over, "Clan Leader, those loose cultivators outside want to see the senior; they refuse to leave."

Xia Jisheng calmly said: "The senior has already left, let them be."

He looked up at the sky, thinking of his own ancestor. He hoped that after reading the letter he wrote, his ancestor would remain rational and smart, not ruining the hard-earned good relationships.

...

After learning the location of the Flame Sun Sect, he hurried on without any pause. The scenery of mountains and rivers was just a passing glance; he had no mood to appreciate such things.

On the road to the Flame Sun Sect, constant booming sounds echoed like muffled thunder reverberating in the sky.

Some resting cultivators heard these sounds, feeling terrified. They looked up in confusion, only to see the space above twisting as if something passed through fleetingly.

Awestruck, they thought some mighty figures were fighting and quickly fled to avoid being caught in the aftermath.

To powerful cultivators, they were like ants, unnoticed, not even worth a glance.

They say that once, two Core Formation cultivators fought, and the aftermath destroyed a city, causing countless deaths and injuries. In the end, they left as streaks of light without determining a winner, leaving behind a shattered city as the victim of their battle.

In the crisp green bamboo grove.

A man sat cross-legged, an Immortal Sword hovering before him, quietly sensing the way of the sword.

The surrounding green bamboo seemed influenced by his Sword Dao, each stalk exuding a sharp aura rising skyward, as if to tear the firmament apart.

Suddenly.

The man opened his eyes, looking up with shining eyes.

"Who would have thought there would be such a cultivator in Chaozhou? I’ve been stuck at the late Core Formation stage for more than a decade, unable to step into the Nascent Soul Realm. It seems the opportunity for my transformation is today."

The man landed atop the Immortal Sword, forming hand seals with his fingers.

"Pursue..."

Whoosh!

The Immortal Sword transformed into a stream of light, darting into the distance.

Moments later.

The man stood atop the Immortal Sword, eyes filled with bewilderment, staring into the distance, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

"How can someone move so fast?"

He had intended to catch up with that fellow cultivator and engage in a duel to seek a breakthrough, but who knew, after chasing for so long, he hadn’t even seen a trace of them.

This situation deeply wounded his heart.