Ling Tian Sword God

”This kind of thing is exactly what we should be doing. Is there anything I can do?”

Ling Chen readily agreed.

Originally, he wouldn’t have meddled at all—the conflict between the Swordsaint Family and the Witch Fiend Sect had nothing to do with him. But right now, he was troubled and lacked any clues. Perhaps by leveraging the power of Lan Xingling and her group, he could make his work much more convenient.

Since that was the case, why not go for it? This was a win-win situation.

”Great, with your help, we have another powerful ally.”

A smile bloomed on Lan Xingling’s pretty face. She had witnessed Ling Chen’s strength—it was probably on par with hers, maybe even stronger. After all, she had only seen a glimpse of Ling Chen’s abilities; she hadn’t fully shown her own strength either.

”Let’s go, I’ll take you to meet the others first.”

Lan Xingling nodded at Ling Chen, then took out a flying puppet. This one was larger than Ling Chen’s, capable of carrying two people, and resembled a dragonfly. It was evident that it was crafted with superior craftsmanship.

”Get on.”

Ling Chen leaped up and landed steadily at the tail of the flying puppet.

It’s common for disciples from major forces like Lan Xingling’s to carry flying puppets during their travels, as they’re convenient and not much slower than Exotic Beasts, sometimes even faster.

The two flew away from Bright Moon Island, heading into the depths of the shallow sea islands.

The entire island region was vast; the scattered islands together were no smaller than Xuzhou. If the sea area was included, it would probably be four times larger than Xuzhou, boundless and expansive.

After about three days of flying over the sea, Ling Chen and his companions arrived at an island named ”Grey Bear Island.”

Grey Bear Island is a large island, roughly a thousand li in circumference. It got its name because its shape resembles a grey bear. It’s one of the few islands in the shallow sea region and a major trade hub with a large population.

Landing on Grey Bear Island, they entered a city. Ling Chen surveyed his surroundings; the local customs and people were distinctly different from those of the Nine Provinces.

The residents here typically worship a deity called ”Witch Goddess,” and the influence of the Witch Fiend Sect is quite significant in this region. Although no members of the Witch Fiend Sect were seen, the residents were generally aware of its existence and held it in esteem. In contrast, they had little regard when speaking of the Swordsaint Family.

”The Witch Fiend Sect’s ability to manipulate people’s hearts is impressive. This Witch Goddess probably is nothing more than some Evil God, a fictional being.”

Lan Xingling clearly had a strong bias against the Witch Fiend Sect, speaking coldly.

”Existence is reasonable. It’s not surprising that the Witch Fiend Sect has such influence here; they are by no means just a group of rabble.”

Ling Chen had no particular feelings; he had one goal, which was to find the exact location of the Witch Fiend Sect. As for whether the Witch Fiend Sect was righteous or evil, and who’s right or wrong with the Saint Family of Xuzhou, those matters were complicated and he didn’t plan to delve into them.

Moreover, the Witch Fiend Sect has been deeply rooted over hundreds of years in this Eastern Wilderness. Even the Saint Families find it extremely difficult to uproot them.

”Indeed, years ago, the three Sword Saints of the Ling Family led thousands of expert families from Xuzhou to attack the Witch Sect by sea but returned in devastating defeat. They underestimated the Witch Fiend Sect, were overconfident, and eventually fell into a trap prepared by the Sect Leader, the Left and Right Guardians, and the ten Elders’ Poison Formation of Doom.”

Lan Xingling apparently knew the details of that historic battle, more so than those Jianghu guests. Her few words revealed the fierceness of that battle.

”All three Sword Saints were severely injured. Among them, the Fu Tian Sword Saint succumbed to his injuries after returning to the Ling Family, shocking the world. Fu Tian Sword Saint was a master of the Triple Heaven Saint Path, quite extraordinary. After this battle, for over a decade, the Swordsaint Family did not confront the Witch Fiend Sect again.”

”However, the Witch Fiend Sect wasn’t unscathed. Their Sect Leader was killed by the Fu Tian Sword Saint, and the Right Protector was severely injured and went missing, severely weakening their power. Otherwise, their influence would have expanded into Xuzhou long ago.”

Hearing this, Ling Chen nodded. After all, it was a conflict between two powerful forces. The Swordsaint Family suffered great losses, and the losses of the Witch Fiend Sect were also expected.

Nevertheless, the Witch Fiend Sect still had Saints in their ranks, an overwhelming entity that Ling Chen couldn’t casually contend with.

Following Lan Xingling’s lead, the two arrived at the largest restaurant in the city.

The restaurant’s top floor.

When Ling Chen and Lan Xingling entered the private room on the top floor, there were already over a dozen young experts gathered. Among them, several exuded strong auras, clearly top talents from the northern Hidden Dragon List.

”Sister Ling’er, you’ve arrived.”

As soon as Lan Xingling entered, a graceful young man in white approached. He held a folding fan and had an elegant appearance. His gaze towards Lan Xingling was filled with admiration.

”So it’s Brother Ling Feng.”

Lan Xingling responded coldly, appearing indifferent.

The Lan Family and the Ling Family of the Sword Saint Clan were family friends, so she had known Ling Feng for a long time. But she never had any particular feelings for him.

Ling Feng seemed accustomed to Lan Xingling’s attitude. Shortly after, his gaze shifted to Ling Chen standing beside her, eyes slightly narrowing. ”Who is this brother?”

”His name is Dustless. He’s a friend I met on the road. I told him about our plan, and Brother Wuchen has agreed to join us.”

Lan Xingling introduced to everyone.

”Dustless?”

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng’s eyes showed a hint of disdain. He furrowed his brows and said, ”Ling’er, we are about to undertake a major task, you should know that. How can you casually disclose such an important plan to an unidentified passerby? What if he’s a spy for the Witch Fiend Sect?”

These words caused slight changes in the expressions of the other young elites in the room. Ling Feng’s words had successfully instigated suspicion regarding Ling Chen’s identity.

To this, Ling Chen merely smiled lightly. He flipped his palm and produced a green token.

”The identity token of the Green Mountain Association.”

Everyone’s eyes lit up. The Green Mountain Association was quite famous among the various Genius Factions, so they recognized the token in Ling Chen’s hand as a Green Mountain Association identity token.

Seeing the Green Mountain Association identity token, most of the suspicions in the room faded.

All the Genius Factions have strict screening mechanisms. If Ling Chen were truly a spy for the Witch Fiend Sect, it would be difficult for him to infiltrate the Green Mountain Association.

”If this Green Mountain Association token isn’t enough, then with this token, it should be sufficient.”

Ling Chen turned his left hand over and produced another token. This token bore the motif of a glittering feathered robe.