Chapter 249: Enemies Meet

The sword cultivator called White Hair Sword Demon, whose real name is Yun Hua, though nowadays few in the cultivation world mention that name, many still shout his nickname.

Dad, dad, where are we going?

Yun Hua had a head of white hair; a softness appeared on his otherwise stern face as he smiled and said, "Naturally, I will first find you a place to cultivate, but..."

Whoosh—

Ah!!

Two observers saw a loose cultivator's throat instantly slit by a sword qi, collapsing in the alley and gradually losing breath.

"Chasing this close, damn it, we should leave now." Yun Hua said.

The girl looked at him, hesitating, and asked, "Dad... did you kill someone again?"

"If I don't kill, someone will kill us. Lan'er, you must not show womanly compassion."

"I'm just worried that Father is becoming ever more cold-hearted, treating human lives like weeds...."

Yun Hua smiled helplessly; Lan'er is fine in every way, except she's too kind.

Know this: this world is fundamentally one of people eating people.

Yun Hua was also helpless; he initially brought his junior sister to betray the sect, and indeed he later caused a huge impact on the sect. But back then he did not think what he did was wrong.

The officials of the Kan Dao Dynasty were at fault first; I killed those officials who insulted my junior sister, after which the sect demanded that I and my junior sister go take the blame—these actions are understandable and make sense.

But the key point is, they were clearly in the wrong, so why should I lower my head and admit fault?!

From then on, Yun Hua realized: the Infinite Sword Sect is merely a dog of the imperial court; even though his master died besieging the Zhi Sheng Dian, he received no sympathy.

On the contrary, after the master's only two disciples encountered trouble, instead of protecting them, the sect pushed them out to take the blame—Yun Hua could not accept this fact.

Even if the imperial army presses the border, forcing the Infinite Sword Sect to hand over people, what then?

Worldly rules are like this, worldly morals are like this—could it be that after my junior sister suffered humiliation and became an idiot, dying suddenly years later, no one spoke a good word for them?

Could one use the sect's situation as an excuse to cover up the evil deeds of those Kan Dao Dynasty officials?

Thus Yun Hua understood a principle.

Everyone advises you to prioritize the greater good; that proves you are already an outsider!

Since you're an outsider, why bother with so much?

I avenge my junior sister, fulfill my master's dying wish—what wrong have I done?

Even if I bear the burden of disregarding my fellow sect members' lives and am later branded a heretical demonic path, I will not hesitate.

Whatever my heart does, it is all for the righteousness in my heart!

But my junior sister is dead, leaving only this child Lan'er; Yun Hua still cannot set his mind at ease. She is already in her twenties or thirties, yet her disposition remains childlike; Yun Hua must find a good place to settle her.

As for myself, it doesn't matter, but at least my junior sister's child....

Walking on, Yun Hua arrived outside the market town, intending to leave here.

After all, someone is already pursuing him; he also does not want to cause a big commotion and alarm the practitioners of the Vajra Temple, otherwise he cannot guarantee safety.

Just then, his sword intent suddenly stirred.

Yun Hua looked in the direction indicated by his sword intent.

The other party seemed to notice as well, turning his head to look.

"It's you! Sect Master Ji Bu of the Bloodflow Sect!!"

Yan Buji's face twitched; he took a deep breath and roared, "White Hair Sword Demon!!!"

What?!

The surrounding cultivators froze, looking over.

And Yun Hua, with old hatred surging in his heart, drew the sword on his back and charged!

"Truly unreasonable."

Yan Buji, helpless, with a turn of his hand condensed the Honeycomb Shield and Soft Water Shield before him!

Only saw Yun Hua moving at extreme speed, in the blink of an eye seeming to turn into a ray of light, as if using some evasion technique; Yan Buji instantly recognized this as the Sword Flash Divine Ability used by the sword cultivator Chen Song whom he had encountered in Mountain Way before!

Yun Hua slashed forward, one strike shattering Yan Buji's two spiritual shields before him; a fierce hatred-filled sword light flashed—Yan Buji secretly thought, "Not good!"

Killing Qi Armor!

Accumulated Armor!

Clang!

Boom!

The sword's edge seemed unstoppable; while breaking the Killing Qi Armor, it fiercely hacked at Yan Buji's Accumulated Armor!

Fortunately, Yan Buji's newly cultivated Accumulated Armor held strong, blocking Yun Hua's sword intent; however, he was thus knocked back dozens of meters, crashing into the crowd.

Ouch!

"Still watching the show?!" Yan Buji hastily flipped back to the side, shouting, "This is the White Hair Sword Demon, a disgrace to the cultivation world—everyone, rush him; we need not speak of morality when dealing with him! Capture him and the rewards from all sides will be easy to obtain, plus the Vajra Temple's Open Spirit Pill!!"

Hearing Yan Buji's provocation, indeed some fearless cultivators, dazzled by treasure, rushed forward to battle Yun Hua to the death.

Meanwhile, the steady, mature cultivators to the side wore strange expressions.

You're not joking, right, brother?

With your shield technique so formidable, and with Accumulated Armor on your person, you're no match for him in a single exchange—are we just going to throw away our lives?

But where did this person come from? Does he have a grudge against the White Hair Sword Demon?

Moreover, he actually has Accumulated Armor—he's certainly no nobody.

"Ji Bu, I will definitely kill you!!!" Yun Hua's eyes turned red; seeing the enemy who killed his master and humiliated his junior sister now before him, he no longer cared about anything else.

Yan Buji stepped aside, smiling, and said, "You're looking for Ji Bu; what does that have to do with me, the Poor Daoist Yue Jin?"

"Even if a Great Luo Divine Immortal were here today, they couldn't save you—die!"

Seeing Yun Hua brandish his sword, cutting down the practitioners blocking him and rushing forward, Yan Buji immediately activated three techniques and flew swiftly toward the Vajra Temple.

Yunhua's speed was still not slow; the Sword Flash Technique was activated, and it actually kept up with Yan Buji.

But the two moved at comparable speeds; Yunhua wielded his sword, striking several sword‑qi strands to try to block Yan Buji's retreat, yet Yan Buji's experience was also rich, using accumulated armor to harden his defense or dodging, successfully widening the distance once more!

The feeling of being hunted is indeed unpleasant, but it also proves that a destined child like Yunhua who provokes trouble will indeed attract trouble; fortunately he has many misdeeds, so there is always someone to lend a hand.

"Die!"

Yunhua, disregarding his stamina, suddenly bit his tongue as if to trigger a secret technique, and in the blink of an eye his speed surged, increasing many times over!

"Not good!"

Yan Buji dared not underestimate his opponent, and his Qi‑tight secret technique was activated!

In the half‑air where Yunhua arrived, Yan Buji sucked away the air, turning it into a vacuum zone; then he violently widened his left eye, the crimson‑golden double pupil reappeared, and an electric arc flipped in his hand, a thunder spear now held aloft!

"You damn it!" Yan Buji employed the Sanhua Tong Secret Method, fully unleashing the power of the double pupils!

Since he forged his second mutant eye, this was the first time he actively released its might! Using the Sanhua Tong Secret Method, combined with the double‑pupil power, the vacuum zone was instantly infused with a massive flow of heavenly and earthly spiritual qi, and then Yan Buji hurled the thunder spear!

Bang!

A terrifying explosion rang outside Jingang Temple, waves of air sweeping over; Yan Buji covered his left eye, struggling to suppress the Mutant Force, and hurried toward the entrance of Jingang Temple.

"Now you at least have to get hurt... impossible!"

Yan Buji's complexion changed dramatically, his eyes widened as he watched Yunhua, protected by invisible sword qi, completely unscathed, finally unable to hold back.

That's what comparing people does—drives you mad.