Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 27: Prey

"Mount Yao Guang, its sunny side rich in jade, its shady side abundant in gold. There dwells a beast, resembling a human with a bristly back, dwelling in caves and hibernating in winter. It is called Huahuai, and its sound is like chopping wood. If it appears, the county will face great troubles.

Back in the day, the Huahuai clan, obeying the command of the Immortal Venerable, charged into battle, breaking through formations and taking the lead, made significant contributions to the Immortal Palace's conquest of the world, earning them the title of Commander General.

However, during the Demon Clan's rebellion, they followed the demon king Meng Zhang in revolt. The Emperor, mindful of the Huahuai Divine Monarch's past achievements, couldn't bear to annihilate their clan, thus sealed their Divine Soul and suppressed the demon here.

If the Prince is interested, you can reclaim some of the pure-blooded ones, take them out for breeding; whether as mounts or war beasts, they are rare Ancient Strange Species, unmatched by ordinary Demon Clan."

As the hounds bayed and the eagles screeched, the pack of golden eagles spread out a Heaven and Earth Net, either whipping with Wind Blades or intimidating with barking, driving the mass of Huahuai bears into a frenzy, firmly encircling over a hundred giant bears in the hunting ground.

The Eagle Guards, holding Divine Arm Bows, had long been armored and armed, standing guard in all directions like deities. With eagle eyes scanning, any beasts attempting to break out or rebelliously charge were instantly targeted with an arrow.

Golden arrows like shuttles, Divine Light like electricity, swift as light and as forceful as thunder, one strike exploded a giant bear's head, shattering it to pieces! Instantly terrifying the pack of beasts into scattering with no will left to resist.

On a distant hill, the Prince looked down at the myriad beasts running, roaring, and howling beneath, like an army charging on the hunting ground, listening to the Qilin beneath him, explaining in a gentle, feminine voice. Behind and beside him were tributes riding tigers, forming a guard in a pincer shape. There were concubines riding Divine Steeds on either side as trusted aides, steady as mountains despite the thunderous roars of over a hundred giant bear beasts howling and biting not far in front of them.

"Huahuai..."

Surveying these Ancient Giant Beasts, the Prince yawned in boredom,

"They don't seem particularly special, such stupid creatures, I'd rather keep a few Dragon Sons."

The serving concubines exchanged a glance, one serving tea and water said,

"Indeed, these beasts naturally cannot compare to Dragon Seeds, hardly worthy of Your Highness."

Another in a coquettish tone,

"Prince, look, there are two little ones, fluffy, so cute."

The Prince lazily waved his hand,

"If you like them, pick a couple and take them back to play with."

"Thank you, Prince, for the gift."

Granted permission by their master, the two concubines were delighted, as these stinky beasts might be beneath the notice of the princely heir of the Emperor and nobles, but being natural mutants, Ancient Divine Beasts, they could certainly fetch a high price if taken out.

Then with a squeeze of their snow-white thighs against the horsebacks, the two Divine Steeds flew into the air, leaping off the hill, galloping on air.

These Divine Steeds were certainly not ordinary horses, snorting thunder, stepping on rays of light, dashing into the hunting circle to trample, startling the beast herd into scattering. And the two concubines riding on horseback, one flipped her hands, holding a flower basket, the other slightly raised her jade-like foot, kicking off a golden bracelet from her ankle.

The golden bracelet shimmered with multicolor, flashing directly into the beast group, capturing the heads of the Huahuai beasts, instantly shrinking them to the size of cats and dogs, capturing them one after another into the basket.

The two concubines used magic to capture demons, with fragrant tongues and alluring bodies, sweating heavily, while the Prince watched in boredom from the side.

The Qilin also sensed its master's boredom, about to say something, suddenly turned its head, perked its ears to listen, and said elegantly,

"Would the Prince like to find some entertainment?"

"Oh, does the King's assistant have any suggestions?"

Although the decennial Spirit Communication Secret Realm exploration might be a good opportunity for cultivators to acquire Heavenly Materials Treasures, for the Prince it was merely strolling through his own garden's Beast Cage, hardly something to pique his interest.

Indeed, when everything comes too easily to a person, it can easily lead to a sense of ennui.

The Qilin softly chuckled,

"Instead of hunting Huahuai, why not hunt the Demon Sect? It's quite a fierce battle over there."

"Demon Sect?"

Before the Prince could respond, an elderly tribute riding a tiger immediately spoke,

"Absolutely not. Lord King's assistant, forgive my boldness, but those are people from the Demon Sect's Sword Sect, who killed the Mage of Dongzhen Palace a month ago and burned the Shi family in Liangzhou. Now they are settling their scores in the secret realm.

Such blatant defiance and insubordination, daring and reckless villains, leave them to be dealt with by the lower ranks, but how can the Prince personally risk himself?"

Interrupted by the guard tribute, the Qilin was not angered but chuckled instead,

"How about it, is this kind of fun exciting enough?"

The Prince was silent for a moment, then grinned,

"Ha, Sword Sect, interesting."

"This..."

Seeing the Prince genuinely interested, the old tribute was distressed, advising earnestly,

"Lord King's assistant, those on the Demon Path who wield flying swords are extremely murderous, should..."

The Qilin carried a smile,

"Master don't worry, I can see clearly, they're just sword embryos, without a single Entry Rank Treasure Artifact, incapable of hurting His Highness at all, there's no harm in gaining some perspective."

The tribute was utterly speechless.

What nonsense! Of course, the Prince won't be in danger, with so many treasures for protection! But what about their own heads!

"Alright! Let's have a look!"

The Prince laughed heartily, raising his hand and tossing the Sealing Demon Iron Plate to the old tribute,

"I and the King's assistant will check out the excitement, don't follow! Anyone disobeying will be executed!"

"Ah, well...as you command..."

The guards dared not dampen the master's enthusiasm, only to watch helplessly as the Qilin ascended on clouds, disappearing into the clouds in a flash of multicolor light.

The Qilin's magic soaring fast, like wind and lightning, traversed the secret realm's space in the blink of an eye, reaching the battlefield.

Indeed, the battlefield.

From afar, sword energy was crisscrossing, wildfires spreading! Sword light flickered, cutting down dense forests in rows! Amidst roaring explosions, mountain rock layers were blasted apart! Smoke and dust enveloped, fierce winds whipped!

"Ha, interesting!"

The Prince's eyes immediately lit up, as a member of the noble clan, he had seldom had the chance to witness the blood-soaked battlefield personally.

Of course, if he commanded, some death row prisoners could be dragged before him to be executed, or some roadside commoners gutted in the streets for a sight of blood and gore, likely his guards would be more than happy to oblige.

But such acts would ultimately be mere one-sided slaughter and bullying, no different from a butchered hunt, lacking the thrill and excitement of true combat.

The Qilin also concealed itself within the clouds, looking over the battlefield. A warrior in armor was decapitated by sword light, fragmented on the ground. Two mages behind him, one had his throat slit by a flying sword, the other impaled against a tree, calmly explaining to the Prince,

"This time, the Shi family came for revenge, but the Demon Sect was prepared, crafting Returning Dust Sword Talismans and setting traps.

The pursuing soldiers were harassed by the Huahuai clan along the way, caught off guard and ensnared, those leading the charge were shredded by the sword talisman, one killed.

Ambushed by flying swords, two stabbed to death, the remaining two, although at the Golden Core Stage and capable of stabilizing the flying swords with magic treasures, have both suffered sword wounds and are likely in grave danger."

Everything was as the Qilin said.

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This time, the Shi family hired external assistance, vowing to exact vengeance within the Spirit Communication Secret Realm, annihilating the Sword Sect.

However, Tie Dan caused trouble at the entrance, forcing the Shi family to divide their forces, each team consisting of two Shi family members and three Golden Core Tributor Fellow Daoists assisting, hunting down the Sword Sect disciples.

As predicted by the Qilin, they struggled through the bear monster blockade, barely tracking down the Sword Sect's trail only to be ambushed unexpectedly, suffering three fatalities and two injuries in the opening assault of sword talisman ambushes and flying sword strikes from both sides.

If not for one of the three Golden Core Masters in this team promptly summoning a copper mirror magic tool to stabilize the violet sword, they might have been completely wiped out.

But the Sword Sect's second wave was coming quickly.

"White Tiger Leaping Over the Stream!"

Zhou Feng swung a great blade, leaping forward, chopping towards the Golden Core Master.

"Mutant! Fifteen Layers of Gang Fist!"

Also serving as a frontline protector, bloodied from the sword talisman, his bright armor full of sword marks, the Shi family Samurai roared! Leaping out to thrust with an iron spear!

"Clang!" A resounding clash!

Sword and spear collided! A metallic clang reverberating, sparks flying!

After all, the opponent was a Divine Gang Dominating Body Refining! Shielded in armor, even the sword talisman could not kill him! Reinforced by Gang Fist, his spear thrust was domineering, massively powerful!

Even Zhou Feng's power could not match his, forced to retreat from the clash!

"Die!"

Engaging again! Victory undecided! The Shi family Samurai was also determined, with nostrils flaring with rage, pushing his spear forward, lunging at Zhou Feng's chest, determined to pierce through this nemesis!

But just as his second thrust emerged! A figure shot out from behind Zhou Feng! Leaping off the sword sheath on Zhou Feng's back, sword light exploding from above!

White Tiger Leaping Over the Stream!

"What..."

"Zheng!"

Tie Dan's sword descended! The golden brilliance of Divine Gang Sword Qi scattered askew! Slicing through Golden Body Gang Wind, cleaving through Protective Battle Energy! The sword-tip ruptured the Samurai's face, breaking through the skull, killing him with one strike!

"Ah! San Lang!"

The mage was startled! In just that moment of distraction, the violet sword, illuminated by the mirror light, rapidly extended five feet, nearly piercing him!

But even if he could defend against this sword, he could not withstand the next blade.

"Kill!"

Zhou Feng swung horizontally with his blade, the blade edge wrapped in Xuanming Sword Qi! Slashing out a line of ice! Slashing at the mage's waist!

The mage shouted, his body glowing brightly, using all his power to block this sword and saber qi! Deflecting aside, avoiding being bisected!

Merely losing a leg as a result.

Taking advantage of the mage's downfall, Tie Dan stepped forward swiftly, sword raised, severing his head!

The Shi Family's Golden Core five-man team!

Completely! Annihilated!

"Oh...interesting..."

High above within the clouds, the Prince opened his eyes in excitement, pupils dilating, quivering his nostrils, licking his lips,

"King's assistant, I want, I want these swords!"

The Qilin bowed elegantly,

"As you wish, Your Highness."