Primordial Cultivator

Chapter 49: I will handle it

“Hmph, you shameless people from the Azure Sword Sect truly have no bound. We clearly found the treasure first yet you snatched it from us.” An old man wearing blue robes roared as he held his sword tightly.

“What kind of nonsense are you blabbering? The treasure was laying on the ground and we picked it up. I don’t see your name labeled anywhere, Old Lang.” Another old man wearing red robes scoffed instantly.

“Talking logic to you is a waste of time. Face my sword, Old Jiang,” Old Lang shouted as he leaped forward and used his sword to hack him down.

Old Jiang sneered at this strike as he leaped to the side and dodge his strike before flicking his hand to throw some sand into his eyes.

Old Lang didn’t expect a cheap trick like this as the sand got into his eye, blinding him temporarily.

‘Heh, it’s over,’ Old Jiang smiled deviously as he prepared to use his sword to chop him into halves.

The Burning Sword Sect disciples saw their elder were about to get cut in halves, panicked as they rushed toward him to protect.

If their elder dies in this fight then it wasn’t obvious that they’ll be leaving their life here as well.

The Azure Sword Sect would not spare any witnesses because if word got out that they can kill a sect elder, the Burning Sword Sect would not swallow this grudge down their throat.

Vengeance was guaranteed if they ever heard this news so only a fool would let any witnesses run away.

As the Burning Sword disciples arrived in time to fend off the attack of Old Jiang briefly, another disciple hurried their movement to help Old Lang recover his vision.

Meanwhile, high above the altitude, Yang Wei watches the fight in silence while giving a sneak glance at Elder Jing occasionally.

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‘Elder Jing’s aura is scary.’ Yang Wei trembled in fear when he was in close proximity with Elder Jing that is currently oozing out a murderous aura.

It was so heavy that Yang Wei found it difficult to breathe in. Only now did he notice how lucky he was to never offend Elder Jing to this extent.

Fighting Elder Jing in this state is akin to asking for a death penalty where you won’t even leave behind any ashes.

“Yang Wei, why are you shaking so much?” Elder Jing asked softly with a bright smile on her face.

“I-I’m shaking from excitement… Elder Jing,” Yang Wei replied with sweat running through his back.

Elder Jing held a menacing smile when she saw the two sects continued to fight intensely, causing more destruction and loud noises that irritated one’s ear.

The screaming between Old Jiang and Old Lang was extremely annoying that Elder Jing had her fist clench tightly.

‘Two old men that don’t know how to live peacefully.’ Elder Jing scoffed at them when she saw them continue to fight while the disciples continued to fall one after another.

Blood was flowing through the soils as half of the disciples from each sect were hacked into pieces with some being lucky that they still have one of their arms intact.

The fight was brutal and with this current situation, they will not rest until one side has completely fallen.

Yang Wei continued to spectate quietly and saw a blue robe disciple successfully using his sword to slice off an arm from a red robe disciple.

Blue robes indicate they’re from the Burning Sword Sect while the red robes indicate they’re from the Azure Sword Sect.

Currently, only three people remain in the Burning Sword Sect with their Elder while there are five people remaining in the Azure Sword Sect.

It was clear as day that the Azure Sword Sect has the advantage after Old Jiang used some cheap tricks to blind Old Lang and caused his mobility and momentum to decrease.

‘Seems like the fight is decided,’ Yang Wei concluded when he saw the Azure Sword Sect disciples continuing to corner them.

“Yang Wei, do you want to see a river full of blood?” Elder Jing witnessed the whole scene without talking until now.

Once she opened her mouth, it was about something deadly and her meaning was clear as day.

River full of blood means she wants to kill every last one of them without any survival as they dye the nearby river in red.

“Is it possible to say no?” Yang Wei asked slowly since he doesn’t want to see Elder Jing’s hand stained with their disgusting blood.

She was too beautiful and pure to be tainted by these humans who were overwhelmed with greed.

“Why would you say no when I’m clearly excited to see such a scene?” Elder Jing asked chillingly as she wondered if Yang Wei was too soft headed.

Yang Wei shakes his head slowly when he knows Elder Jing misunderstands his thinking, given the fact that she’s enraged to think clearly.

“Elder Jing, your hand is too smooth and silky to be tainted by these vile humans. I will handle it.” Yang Wei exclaimed as he jumped down when he saw both sides were nearly exhausted.

As he used his movement technique to draw closer to the two sects, he made sure to be silent and wait for the best opportunity to slice their head off to soothe Elder Jing’s mood.

‘Hoh, this Yang Wei truly understood me the most,’ Elder Jing curved her lips upward as she was surprised by Yang Wei’s attitude on this kind of situation.

She knew that Yang Wei had never killed before besides the demonic beast they’ve recently encountered so she didn’t expect him to be decisive in his actions.

“Old Lang, any last words before you meet the underworld king?” Old Jiang chuckled as he held his sword tightly.

“Hmph, a bastard who could only resort to cheap tricks. I will never die to people like you.” Old Lang shouted but it was useless.

He was the only one alive with all his disciples meeting their death already. Meanwhile, Old Jiang still has two disciples left even if they’re exhausted and have a bloodied body.

At the same time, Yang Wei has slowly crept up in a bush nearby as he watched the scene.