Chapter 5

"Of course it's important, they are the Sun family from the Golden Edge Manor in Falling Dragon City. If you provoke them, you will suffer greatly." Ximen said anxiously.

As a spirit warrior who had been wandering in Falling Dragon City, Ximen was well-informed about the three major families in the city. The Sun family from the Golden Edge Manor, skilled in combat techniques; the Ye family from the Jiqiao Manor, skilled in forging spirit weapons; and the Qin family from the Baishui Manor, skilled in refining spirit potions. These three major families were the sky of Falling Dragon City, and no one dared to defy them.

Among these three major families, the Sun family from the Golden Edge Manor, skilled in combat techniques, was undoubtedly the one that could not be offended. Because they, who practiced various combat techniques, were the most cruel and violent by nature. Even a slight offense would result in the severest punishment.

"Haha, you scoundrels, it's too late for you to be afraid now. Do you know who I am? I am Sun Yuan, the son of the Lord of the Golden Edge Manor. If you offend me, you are doomed!" Sun Yuan roared angrily.

Hearing Sun Yuan's arrogant words, Bai Mo's lips curled into a mischievous smile, and he stared at Ximen, saying calmly, "From what you say, the so-called Sun family from the Golden Edge Manor must be very powerful, right? But what does that have to do with me? If someone rides on my neck, am I supposed to endure it silently? I said, no matter who he is, as long as he wants me dead, I will only send him on his way."

"But?"

"There's no 'but.' This is a simple choice, there is absolutely no third option. Let me remind you, even if you don't act now, if they have a chance to survive and leave, they will kill you. So if you want to live, you must make them die!" Bai Mo said coldly, like an iceberg.

"To live, you must make them die!"

Ximen was truly stunned and didn't know what to say. Daring to openly insult the Sun family, the Sun family would never let it go. They would definitely eliminate these two people completely. Now, he was already on the same side as Bai Mo, and no matter how afraid he was, it was useless. The only thing he could do was to follow Bai Mo's lead, and whatever Bai Mo said, he would do.

When the situation reached a dead end with no room for compromise, Ximen's heart no longer wavered and quickly became firm. The killing intent in his eyes made Bai Mo nod in approval.

This person is not too rigid, there is still hope for him.

"You dare to call our Young Master Sun an idiot and a moron, who are you, a cultivator from which family?"

"Knowing the power of the Sun family, you still dare to provoke us. You are doomed! Not only will you die, but your entire family will be exterminated!"

"Eliminate them completely, exterminate their nine generations!"

Sun Yuan's attendants, who did not notice Ximen's killing intent, were enraged when they heard Bai Mo's insults. They were always the ones who bullied others, and when had they ever been provoked like this? Unable to contain their anger, the attendants roared furiously, even more violent than Sun Yuan, their master.

"Scoundrels, are you looking for death? Release me immediately!" Sun Yuan roared.

"Kill!"

Bai Mo ignored Sun Yuan's furious roars, a cold smile on his lips. Just as Sun Yuan and his group thought Bai Mo would never act, he suddenly shouted coldly.

At the same time, Lan Dai, who had already formed a tacit understanding with him, without any hesitation, made the light bands wrap around the group and penetrate them like lightning. With each advance, several more blood vessels were severed.

Pfft!

Bai Mo was even more straightforward. As soon as he spoke, he swung the fish spear without hesitation, piercing two初级灵士 (初级灵士 means "初级" which is "初级" in Chinese, and "灵士" which is "spirit warrior" in English. So, "初级灵士" can be translated as "初级 spirit warrior" or "初级 spirit warriors" in this context. However, since "初级" means "初级" or "初级" in English, it is more appropriate to translate it as "初级 spirit warriors" or "初级 spirit warriors" based on the context. In this case, "初级" can be translated as "初级" or "初级" in English, but for clarity and consistency, I will use "初级" in the translation.) through and through. The pungent blood flowed along the fish spear, and the scene instantly turned chaotic.

"Kill, kill these scoundrels for me! Do you really think a broken light band can trap us? Dream on! If you dare to touch this young master, none of you will leave alive, kill!" Sun Yuan shouted fiercely.

The blood of his attendants truly stimulated Sun Yuan. No one had ever dared to touch him; he was always the one who killed. He was always the one who walked with arrogance in Falling Dragon City. Now, seeing Bai Mo suddenly attack, he realized the urgency of the situation and did not hesitate to counterattack fiercely.

Moreover, Sun Yuan was not afraid. As a ninth-level spirit warrior, he had long gathered his spirit energy into a stream, reaching the high-level spirit warrior realm.

"Raging Lion Slash!"

Sun Yuan had never given up. He had been preparing all along, and as soon as his attendants were killed, he roared and burst out. His right hand flipped, and a long sword appeared, nearly two meters long, as thin as a cicada's wing, and its blade was cold and menacing. As the long sword was raised, a sword slash, like a raging lion roaring, burst out from his body.

Sizzle!

In the splash of dazzling fireworks, the restraint formed by Lan Dai's spirit energy was immediately cut off. Without any hesitation, Sun Yuan skillfully wielded the long sword, launching wave after wave of sword techniques, sweeping towards Bai Mo like a tidal wave.

"Kill!"

The six attendants who followed Sun Yuan charged forward like tigers descending from the mountains, shouting. The humiliation of being suppressed and provoked earlier made them determined to vent their anger. Each of them was a fourth or fifth-level spirit warrior, and they truly did not believe that the three people in front of them could defeat them.

"Huh, I didn't expect this guy to be holding a ninth-level Thousand-Forge spirit weapon," Bai Mo said in surprise.

As everyone knew, in the Canglan World, spirit weapons were divided into five levels: Thousand-Forge, Hundred-Refine, Shape-Transform, Spirit-Connect, and Mystic-Spirit. Each level was divided into nine grades, just like the cultivation realm. Thousand-Forge referred to spirit weapons that could be activated by spirit energy, but their effects would not exceed the original form. Hundred-Refine was clearly a higher level, referring to spirit weapons forged by true fire, which not only greatly increased their power but also extended their range and effects beyond the original form.

Shape-Transform level referred to spirit weapons that could transform into the corresponding natural form, doubling their power. Spirit-Connect and Mystic-Spirit also had their unique and profound characteristics.

The sword Sun Yuan was now wielding was a ninth-level Thousand-Forge, which could rank among the top in Falling Dragon City.

"Stay safe, Dai Dai," Bai Mo said with a smile.

"Brother Bai, just take care of yourself. They won't hurt me. Come on! If you knock them all down, I'll cook meat for you," Lan Dai said with a big smile, her eyes twinkling. Her demeanor made it seem as if the current situation was not dangerous at all.

"Alright!" Bai Mo said calmly.

He threw the fish spear and began to swing the machete, which suddenly became heavy as his spirit energy surged from his body. Of course, this heaviness was relative. For Bai Mo, who was already accustomed to this weight, it was just right.

Clang! Clang!

The collision of weapons produced sparks and a piercing sound. Sun Yuan's long sword accurately hit the blade of the machete. In this collision, he laughed arrogantly, "Do you think this broken machete can match me... What? What's happening?"

Before his laughter could even finish, Sun Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted. Seeing the sudden scene in front of him, he couldn't help but blink his eyes and quickly retreated a few steps, returning to the protective circle of his attendants.

"My Flame Sword, how could this happen?" Sun Yuan shouted in shock, holding the ninth-level Thousand-Forge Flame Sword, which had a crack on its blade.

You have to understand, this is a ninth-level Thousand-Forge Flame Sword, and it couldn't even match a broken machete?

Lan Dai, who had been standing beside him, had a flash of insight in her eyes the moment the machete and the long sword collided. She then looked at the unremarkable machete thoughtfully, paying close attention.

"What level of spirit weapon is that, to be able to crack a ninth-level Thousand-Forge Flame Sword?" Ximen muttered.

"What kind of spirit weapon is that?" Sun Yuan asked harshly.

"A machete!" Bai Mo said calmly.

"Nonsense, how can a machete crack my ninth-level Thousand-Forge Flame Sword!" Sun Yuan said angrily.

"Why can't a machete crack your broken sword? What's wrong with a machete? Do you look down on a machete? Who says a machete can't kill! Die!" Bai Mo swung the machete and charged forward with a mighty momentum.

Who is Sun Yuan? He is the young master of the Golden Edge Manor in Falling Dragon City. Even though he was used to being arrogant and domineering, he knew when to save his life. With his Flame Sword cracked, he had to temporarily retreat.

"Attack! You must kill him!" Sun Yuan roared.

The six attendants beside him did not hesitate, waving their spirit weapons and charging forward. At the same time, Sun Yuan's eyes darted around, and a cold smile appeared on his face. He decisively locked onto Lan Dai as his target. As long as he captured this little girl, with a hostage in hand, he wouldn't have to worry about Bai Mo kneeling and submitting.

"Explosive Lion Snatch!"

"Wild Dog Pounce!"

"Swordfish Lock Soul!"

Sun Yuan's ninth-level spirit warrior cultivation fully erupted, and a powerful surge of spirit energy burst from his body, reaching the sword blade. In that moment, he truly became like a raging lion descending from the mountains, wildly venting his killing intent.

In a short instant, Sun Yuan had transformed into three combat techniques, and the most impressive thing was that he showed no discomfort, moving smoothly and naturally.

The Sun family of the Golden Edge Manor, known for their combat techniques, was not just a boast. Ordinary cultivators could hardly master three combat techniques, let alone even one, which would require a great deal of effort.

"Brother Bai, since this guy wants to bully me, I'll play with him. You just take care of those people, I can handle this," Lan Dai said as she charged forward. With all her spirit weapons destroyed, she now wielded a silk ribbon.

This silk ribbon, which she had tied in her hair when she left the Green Boat World, was a third-level Hundred-Refine spirit weapon. When she used it now, its power was immense.

"Purple Lotus Bloom, Shadow Follows."

Under Lan Dai's control, the initially light and weightless silk ribbon began to transform as it flew out. Although it only changed shape, with each transformation, a purple lotus petal formed by spirit energy appeared on the ribbon. The lotus petal spun and danced, creating a dazzling and mesmerizing scene as it attacked Sun Yuan's sword blade at lightning speed.

A ridiculous scene unfolded!