Berserk God of War

Chapter 1246: Chapter 1246: Don’t Go to the Castle No Matter What

The villagers were naturally drawn here by the aura present.

“What an incredible sword! Is this the sword skill of Lord Divine Sparrow?”

“As I keep watching, I feel like I’m gaining some insights. Don’t disturb me, I need to break through.”

“Is this the young man brought by Master Wuji? He’s amazing, able to single-handedly take on Little Liang and Xiao Jia at the Martial Battle Realm?”

More and more people gathered outside the courtyard, expressing various sounds of amazement, but no one dared to enter and interrupt, as Master Wuji had instructed that no matter what happened, they were not permitted to enter the courtyard.

To the people of Lingque Secret Realm, Master Wuji was like a deity.

After a full hour of fighting, the sword light finally disappeared, and in the courtyard: Little Liang and Xiao Jia were leaning on their swords, panting heavily, while Sikong Jing stood firm with both swords in hand…

These young boys and girls were utterly shocked at this moment.

According to Master Wuji, they were equivalent to the existence of a seventh-grade Battle Body, at the Spirit Martial Stage and Spirit Movement Realm, yet even when teaming up, they couldn’t defeat Young Master Sikong who was only at the Martial Battle Realm; it was terrifying.

Even more shocking to them, was that what Master Wuji said came true.

The sword skill Young Master Sikong unleashed belonged to the purest Martial Skill of the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow, the most suitable existence for them.

At this point, Sikong Jing sheathed his sword and said, “Cultivate my Golden Cold Double-edged Sword for two days, then come challenge me again.”

Saying that, Sikong Jing turned and went back inside the house.

Little Liang and Xiao Jia exchanged a glance, then left the courtyard, addressing all those gathered outside: “Next, we will cultivate the true systematic sword skill of Lord Golden Cold Divine Sparrow. Everyone, stay and observe.”

With that, the two began cultivating Sikong Jing’s sword skill right outside.

The people of Lingque Secret Realm, regardless of age or strength, gathered to watch!

Unknowingly, a few more days passed.

At this moment, Sikong Jing had already left Master Wuji’s courtyard and was strolling around the Lingque Secret Realm, with Little Liang and Xiao Jia still accompanying him, introducing everything about the Secret Realm like two little attendants.

In their eyes, there was no longer any doubt about Sikong Jing, only admiration…

In just a few days, Young Master Sikong had crafted the Cultivation Technique “Golden Cold Spirit Sparrow Technique” and the Golden Cold Double-edged Sword.

Now, the people inside the Secret Realm had already begun their cultivation.

And within just a day of cultivation, they nearly all broke through.

Even those who didn’t break through became much stronger than before, just like Xiao Jia and Little Liang who, although not breaking through again, could now truly exhibit the power of a seventh-grade Battle Body, with their battle strength more than twice as strong as before.

Yet even so, the two together still could not defeat Young Master Sikong.

“Don’t be discouraged, the current ‘Golden Cold Spirit Sparrow Technique’ is just a foundational Cultivation Technique.”

Seeing the two somewhat demoralized, Sikong Jing, while leisurely strolling, explained with a smile: “Once I fully comprehend the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow Meridian, I will be able to create more powerful Cultivation Techniques, but it’ll truly take about a year and a half.”

Although Sikong Jing had solved the pain he was experiencing, he was still quite far from fully comprehending the Golden Cold Divine Sparrow Meridian.

Much like the Swallowing Sky Hammer and War Demon Hammer, he had only created a few moves for now.

The Golden Cold Double-edged Sword was also divided into two versions, one for all the people of Lingque Secret Realm, and the other being his ultimate move, but he had only created a few of these ultimate moves so far.

Little Liang and Xiao Jia exchanged a glance at these words, now thinking that a year and a half wasn’t really an exaggeration for their Young Master.

Just at this moment, Little Liang asked, “Brother Sikong, are you planning to leave the Secret Realm next?”

Sikong Jing had emphasized not wanting to be called Young Master, so in the past few days, Little Liang and the others had gotten used to calling him Brother Sikong.

Nodding slightly, Sikong Jing replied, “Yin Henzi has been dead for nearly half a month, so I guess the people of the Wunian Fox Sect are getting anxious, and the Wunian Saint Sect has likely sent someone, they’ll definitely seek out Master Wuji.”

A few days ago, although Master Wuji had come, he didn’t interact with Sikong Jing since he was still in seclusion.

However, he left a message for Little Liang, saying that Renyou and others from the Wunian Fox Sect had already returned to their manor, and also mentioned that the Wunian Saint Sect would send people to handle the matter of Yin Henzi’s death, but they had not arrived yet.

Now, with a few more days having passed, perhaps someone had indeed arrived.

“And I must think of a way to go to the Wunian Saint Sect.”

Speaking of this, Sikong Jing’s eyes flickered with cold light, as he not only wanted to visit the Wunian Saint Sect to see his sister, but also personally hand over the “Absolute Night Nianqing Technique”, which he had revised to the Spiritual Extreme, to Ling’er.

He also planned to reattach Ling’er’s arm.

Thus, after a circle around the Secret Realm, Sikong Jing was taken out by Little Liang and Xiao Jia.

The villagers didn’t send him off, as they were still unclear about Sikong Jing’s presence.

Returning to the manor outside the Secret Realm, the trio once again met the old servant, Lao Chun…

After a few glances at Sikong Jing, Lao Chun smiled and said, “Brother Sikong, Master has sent a message that if you emerge, there’s no need to wait for him in Wuji Town; you can go directly to Wanbing City to the Wunian Fox Sect Manor.”

“Also, you mustn’t rush to Emperor’s Castle at first; otherwise, there will be danger.”

“When you reach the Wunian Fox Sect, Master will have arrangements.”

“He said he can perfectly resolve the issue of you killing Yin Henzi and prevent the Wunian Saint Sect from punishing you.”

At these words, Sikong Jing’s gaze slightly froze.

The people of Wanbing City currently understood that Sikong Buwang was a member of the Wunian Fox Sect and a servant disciple of the Changqing Lineage; it was he who assisted Master Wuji in killing Yin Henzi…

No matter the reason, given the Wunian Saint Sect’s cold and heartless nature, they would surely impose a severe punishment upon him.

After all, the one who died was a Quasi-Sovereign!

And since this Sikong Buwang was also under the protection of Master Wuji, before punishing him, the Wunian Saint Sect would have to think twice; it might be more likely they would act secretly, as Lao Chun now suggested…

Going directly to Emperor’s Castle might lead to an ambush.

To this, Sikong Jing nodded lightly and thanked Lao Chun.

Then he mounted the Absolute Night Demon Wolf and left Wuji Town, naturally accompanied by Little Liang and Xiao Jia…

However, as Sikong Jing departed, a gloomy gleam flickered in Lao Chun’s eyes.

Murderous intent erupted suddenly!

At this time, a person resembling a coachman came over, worry written all over his face.

“Father, is it really okay to do this?”

“What Master instructed us to convey was: Sikong Buwang must not wander about aimlessly, but first send a message to Master and stay in Wuji Town to wait for his discussion; otherwise, Sikong Buwang will die.”

“If Master finds out, he won’t spare us.”

The person resembling a coachman was actually Lao Chun’s son, and his words revealed that Lao Chun was deceiving Sikong Jing.

To this, Lao Chun coldly and viciously replied, “The Lingque Secret Realm belongs to our lineage; no one else, except for Master, can enter, or there will be great calamity, even if it is Master’s savior; thus, he must die.”

Grr… grr…

Speaking to this point, Lao Chun’s teeth gritted with a crackling sound, his eyes filled with intense hatred.