CHAPTER 420: CHAPTER 341: LET’S BEGIN DUAL CULTIVATION

"Whoosh!"

Upon seeing Wang Heng’s death, Xue Rongdao instantly teleported away.

Though they were all in the Star Battle Phase, Sun Xiaorui, at the Star Battle Peak and successful in Condensing Blade, was on an entirely different level compared to those in the early, middle, and later stages.

Relying on numbers alone couldn’t possibly kill Sun Xiaorui.

Since that was the case, why stay here any longer?

Xue Rongdao was the first to leave, followed shortly by Ren Jiuxiao, who also teleported away with a whoosh.

Wang Heng is dead.

Only Ying Zhong and Zou Yuhe remained.

They hadn’t expected the situation to change so quickly; Xue Rongdao and Ren Jiuxiao fled without even thinking of resisting.

"I..."

Zou Yuhe had just started to speak when he felt a shiver deep within his soul.

He clamped his mouth shut and stopped the teleportation.

"Sister Sun, I surrender."

Sun Xiaorui grabbed Zou Yuhe by the collar, and Ying Zhong spoke up on the other side.

This statement left Zou Yuhe speechless for half a day.

What’s going on?

The Demon Sword Taisui, Ying Zhong, just surrendered directly and straightforwardly?

Sun Xiaorui turned her head to see Ying Zhong raising his hands in complete submission.

This junior brother, the last to become a direct disciple, switched so quickly that even Sun Xiaorui was caught off guard.

"Fine, then come with me for now."

"And you!"

Sun Xiaorui tightened her grip, "Zou Yuhe, I’ll give you some time to think about how to appease my anger."

"If I’m dissatisfied, I won’t mind turning you into a real stray dog."

"Understood, senior sister, I’ll think about it right away."

Zou Yuhe agreed submissively, losing all the demeanor of a Young Master in White, resembling nothing more than a kowtowing lackey.

With a cold snort, Sun Xiaorui flew toward the Main Camp.

Since these people had already formed an alliance, Yu Chixun certainly wasn’t trustworthy.

He didn’t appear during the siege earlier, so it was highly likely Yu Chixun had headed directly for Sun Xiaorui’s main camp.

This time, the plan was to proceed in two steps.

The majority of the high-end combat power was tasked to besiege Sun Xiaorui.

Meanwhile, Yu Chixun led the masters sent by various factions to directly assault Sun Xiaorui’s main camp.

This was to serve as insurance.

If Sun Xiaorui turned out too strong, they could at least scatter her forces.

Forcing Sun Xiaorui to withdraw from the candidate selection.

However, when Sun Xiaorui, in a hurry, brought Zou Yuhe and Ying Zhong back to the main camp, she found the surroundings eerily quiet.

No fierce battle.

No corpses scattered everywhere.

In fact, the main camp remained peaceful and quiet.

The patrol teams were orderly, the guards at the main gate were on high alert, and children were running inside the school.

Everything was in order, but where was Yu Chixun?

Sun Xiaorui couldn’t believe Yu Chixun would let such a great opportunity slip by.

Just then, she heard a shout.

"Sister Sun—"

Huh?

Sun Xiaorui turned her head and saw Lu Lin rushing towards her while grabbing a person from the forest below.

Countless disciples stood silently behind him.

"Yu Chixun?"

Yu Chixun, in the middle stage of the Star Battle, was dangling in Lu Lin’s hand like a rag doll swaying in the wind.

Strangely enough, at least fifty thousand people stood silently behind Lu Lin.

What a bizarre scene.

"Lu Lin, what’s going on here?"

With Zou Yuhe in hand, Sun Xiaorui, along with Ying Zhong, landed beside Lu Lin.

Lu Lin saw the two by Sun Xiaorui; he’d met Zou Yuhe before, but he didn’t recognize Ying Zhong.

Nonetheless, whether he knew them or not, Lu Lin realized Sun Xiaorui held the advantage in this situation.

"Sister Sun."

"As I returned on the Flying Boat earlier, I noticed many people hidden here, guessing they meant harm to the main camp, so I let the Flying Boat go ahead while I jumped down directly."

"I didn’t expect it to be Yu Chixun leading people to attack our main camp."

"This guy with thick eyebrows dared to do such a thing! I reasoned with him, and he acknowledged his wrongdoing, surrendering and waiting for Sister Sun’s return."

Yu Chixun, held by Lu Lin, was speechless.

Seriously rational discussion?

Lu Lin almost broke him into pieces, forcing him to forfeit the fight and restrain his men.

During the "alliance" a couple of days ago, Yu Chixun had thought of Lu Lin as just a pretty face by Sun Xiaorui’s side—how wrong he was.

Now, among the seven direct disciples, Sun Xiaorui held one, Lu Lin held another, and one followed behind her like an obedient grandson.

With Guan Lin’er added, five out of the seven disciples from the Wild Blade Clan were now with Sun Xiaorui.

Moreover, there was Lu Lin, whose actual combat power matched that of a direct disciple despite looking like just a pretty boy.

With such power, why would Sister Sun want to continue forming defensive alliances? Why not just dominate the arena?

Yu Chixun lowered his head, speechless.

In truth, he hadn’t said anything in the first place.

Sun Xiaorui didn’t pay much attention to Lu Lin’s words, but she sized up Lu Lin.

This junior brother seemed a bit fierce.

At their first meeting, he clashed with a Star Dust Peak patrol team and made them cry.

Soon after, at North Scorching Mountain, he reportedly took down a star core peak cow with copper skin and iron bones.

Unbeknownst to her, Lu Lin had already silenced Mo Jianwu beforehand.

Once again, Lu Lin pleasantly surprised her.

Yu Chixun, a direct disciple at the middle stage of Star Battle, was also taken down by Lu Lin.

He hadn’t reached the Star Dust Realm, yet tales of him were already spread throughout the Wild Blade Clan.

"Hmm, nicely done."

"Yu Chixun, how’s that double-dealing feel?"

Without heeding Yu Chixun’s response, Sun Xiaorui turned and led everyone back to the main camp.

"Yao Song, Cao Ning, Gu Shunxin, these three direct disciples are visiting us as guests, treat them well."

"Yes!"

Lu Lin assisted Sun Xiaorui in handling the matters concerning the three direct disciples before returning to the army tent with her.

Although these three were direct disciples and had been defeated by Sun Xiaorui, she wouldn’t imprison them or have someone watch over them. Doing so would be an affront to the face of the three directs and a disrespect to Sect Leader Li Xiaoci.

However, it’s expected that these three won’t attempt to escape.

With Sun Xiaorui now having reached Star Battle Peak and having successfully Condensed Blade, even if they try to escape, where could they possibly go?

As long as they don’t exceed Sun Xiaorui’s cultivation for a day, she has nothing to worry about.

Returning to the army tent, Sun Xiaorui sat on the chair, carefully observing Lu Lin.

"Tell me, what really happened."

"Nothing much."

Lu Lin scratched his head awkwardly and said.

The first part he told Sun Xiaorui was all true. To avoid being ambushed along the way, Lu Lin activated the Perceive Star Skill for the entire journey.

Fortunately, no one intercepted him, who seemed to lack enough power.

When he was close to the main camp, Lu Lin perceived quite a few people below, piquing his curiosity.

He controlled the flying boat to autonomously return to the main camp, jumping down from it alone.

As a result, as soon as he came down, he found himself facing Yu Chixun.

The two stared at each other, speechless.

Yu Chixun didn’t understand why, despite leaving a night ahead and setting up everything, he was still discovered by Lu Lin.

Lu Lin was surprised too; how did Yu Chixun, whom he’d just parted with, bring so many people?

Staying so close to Sun Xiaorui’s main camp.

Was he defecting to Sun Xiaorui?

A bit too early, since Sun Xiaorui hadn’t returned yet.

In that case, it was an attack.

Lu Lin rebuked Yu Chixun, calling him a double-crossing traitor and other things.

Yu Chixun didn’t care much about someone like Lu Lin, but being irritated by his words, he intended to tie him up personally.

As a result, each time he tied him, Lu Lin broke free.

With the strength of ten million jin, forget ropes, even steel cables and ultra-fiber metal wires could be easily snapped.

It’s not that Lu Lin didn’t resist.

But given Yu Chixun’s cultivation, Lu Lin believed he was already impressive for being able to confront a star core peak cow with copper skin and iron bones in North Scorching Mountain.

But Yu Chixun was in the Middle Stage of Star Battle, two levels higher than the Star Core Period.

No matter how confident, arrogant, or proud, Lu Lin couldn’t make a brainless move to attack Yu Chixun.

Just as Yu Chixun was about to attack, Lu Lin came rushing in, interrupting him.

Furious, he pointed at Lu Lin’s nose and cursed, "Lu Lin, don’t be ungrateful, don’t force my hand."

After all, he was wary of Sun Xiaorui.

Against Lu Lin, he could only bind or restrict his actions.

Yet, Lu Lin kept prancing in front of him. Yu Chixun realized he wouldn’t be able to proceed smoothly with his attack with Lu Lin like this.

He directly attacked.

Unable to bear it anymore, Yu Chixun finally took action.

Yet as soon as he attacked, Lu Lin blocked him effortlessly.

Lu Lin was equally astonished in his heart.

Wasn’t Yu Chixun supposed to be in the Middle Stage of Star Battle?

Wasn’t the Middle Stage of Star Battle supposed to be incredibly powerful?

And didn’t he have abilities similar to Sun Xiaorui’s, able to control people with mere aura?

Why did Yu Chixun use none of them and instead swung a knife directly?

Lu Lin expressed his own confusion when he grabbed Yu Chixun’s knife with ease.

Yu Chixun couldn’t pull the knife out and wanted to fight Lu Lin up close.

He wasn’t someone who’d be rendered helpless without a blade.

But as he got closer, a more desperate situation unfolded.

Lu Lin’s body swayed from left to right; Yu Chixun exhausted all his skills but couldn’t land a hit on Lu Lin.

This kid, is he a loach or something?

Regarding evasion ability, Lu Lin had to thank Mr. Huang of Iron Blood University.

Yu Chixun threw a dozen punches, yet he couldn’t even touch Lu Lin’s clothes.

At this point, Lu Lin realized.

If it came down to just relying on body and spiritual strength, he wasn’t at all intimidated by Yu Chixun, the so-called direct disciple of the Middle Stage of Star Battle.

If that’s the case, why hesitate?

Lu Lin punched forward, even using the force of a landslide, sending Yu Chixun flying over ten meters away.

With a spurt, Yu Chixun spat out fresh blood and fell unconscious.

When he woke up again, it was to Lu Lin lifting him up, shouting for Sister Sun.

"So you’re saying, with your own cultivation barely at the Star Dust stage, you still managed to defeat Yu Chixun?"

Sun Xiaorui asked.

She’d expected this result, but couldn’t believe her ears.

How could someone like Lu Lin exist in this world?

So weak in cultivation.

Yet with an incredibly powerful body.

Could he be a descendant of the Northern Barbarians?

No, though the Northern Barbarians have strong physiques, they also abide by Star Power cultivation when fighting.

Because the body, star power cultivation, and spiritual strength restrain each other.

None of these aspects can advance limitlessly.

Everything has its limits.

For example, if your body is as strong as the Star Core Peak, then your cultivation should at least be at the Star Dust Peak or the initial stage of the Star Core Period.

But Lu Lin was unreasonable.

Could this be the special trait of someone chosen by destiny?

Sun Xiaorui pondered, then suddenly shook her head.

"Forget it, let’s just leave it at that. You’ll need to adjust your plan later."

"For now, let’s start dual cultivation first."

"Come in with me."

Outside the tent, hearing Sun Xiaorui’s words, Mo Jianwu, who was hiding and eavesdropping, wore a somber expression.

Miss, you’ve finally decided to do dual cultivation with this pretty-faced Lu Lin.

If that’s the case...