From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

Chapter 54 Million Sword Hall

"Well done with the finishing move. I see that you're already at Qi Concentration level," Sun Hai said as he waited for his wound to close back up.

"Yes, senior martial brother, I'm at Qi Concentration level now," Lin Fan clasped his hands and bowed.

However, he didn't want to continue the chat as he had something much more important to do.

"Do excuse me, senior martial brother. Allow me to check if there are any survivors," Lin Fan pointed in the direction of all the bodies lying on the ground.

Sun Hai nodded, pleased at what a compassionate person Lin Fan was.

Impressed with how he still had the mind to think about rescuing others.

Wasting no time, Lin Fan quickly went over to check on the bodies.

Rummaging through the bodies, if he found their wooden slab, he quickly transferred all the contribution points when no one was looking.

After all, the owners were already dead, best not to let their contributions decay and rot into the ether.

It was a pity that Lin Fan couldn't take all the money as it would be too obvious with nowhere to hide it.

Not far away, Ho Jie was busy tending to his wounds as the Blood and Qi restoration pill couldn't heal him fully.

While Lin Fan and Ho Jie did their own thing, Sun Hai was examining the remains of Master Tan.

"I think I've seen this face before, but I can't recall who."

Sun Hai said with furrowed eyebrows when he looked at the man's face on Master Tan's body.

When she heard what Sun Hai said, Zhang Xi came over and tried to identify the man.

Scratching her head, Zhang Xi also couldn't identify who it was.

Then it hit her.

If the intruder was from some evil sect, why would Sun Hai know him?

So, this person most likely wasn't from an evil sect.

Zhang Xi had a gut feeling that she was onto something; she just needed to figure out the last bit of the puzzle.

As she was deep in thought, the disciples from the other peaks finally arrived.

When Zhang Xi saw them, she wasn't too pleased and shouted, "What took you so long?"

The disciple in charge stepped forward and said, "Sorry for the wait, senior martial sister. We came here as fast as we could when we received the request for help."

It was an infallible answer and Zhang Xi couldn't rage on.

She didn't have evidence of them taking their time and being late on purpose.

"Take down the names of those who have perished. Clear the bodies and clean this place up," she said and pointed at Master Tan's remains. "Except this one. This was the intruder."

They clasped their hands, bowed and got to work.

Zhang Xi then went on her way to report to Qing Yang Zi.

…

Iron Fist sect.

"Hehe… that little distraction should keep them occupied for a while."

In the main hall, where the sect master of this small sect would usually sit, Skin Puppet Diao opened his eyes when he felt his control on Master Tan gone.

The once prosperous sect now lay in ruins.

Smoke filled with the charred smell of human flesh permeated everywhere.

In front of Skin Puppet Diao, there were bodies piled up.

Young and old, no one was spared.

His minions, without any expression, had just finished slaying the last of the survivors.

Others were going through the bodies, filtering and selecting the best ones to be used for his Skin Puppetry.

"Well done. Now we shall have more recruits for my army… Hehe."

He took out a needle, black colored and with intricate red carvings on it.

Attached to the needle was a coarse string, same as those on Master Tan's body.

Sounds of bodies being chopped apart and Skin Puppet Diao's stitching echoed in the blood-filled hall.

…

Sword Peak.

Million Sword Hall.

There were thousands of swords hanging from the ceiling, casting a menacing aura at those below.

Seated in the middle on a red sandalwood chair, Qing Yang Zi was not wearing his usual compassionate look.

The peak lords sat in two rows on two sides in front of him.

Other than Zhang Xi and Tan Fei, caretaker of Physique Peak and Alchemy Peak, there were Han Dang, Artifact Peak Lord, and also Zhao Ming Ye, Formation Peak Lord.

"How did the intruder get past security?" Qing Yang Zi asked.

There was silence.

Looking up, Zhang Xi could see some of the swords hanging above swaying from Qing Yang Zi's wrath.

Zhao Ming Ye broke the silence and replied, "I figure it must be an insider job."

"Ming Ye, your sect formation array isn't working. You should get that fixed instead," Han Dang quibbled with his dissatisfaction with Zhao Ming Ye.

Usually, Qing Yang Zi would let them go at each other and then harmonize the Dao at the end.

But today was not any usual day.

"Silence!" Qing Yang Zi fumed.

Clank.

Clank.

Clank.

The swords above rattled in their scabbards.

After a few moments, they stopped.

All of the peak lords fell into silence again.

It was the first time they had ever seen Qing Yang Zi this mad.

After a moment, Qing Yang Zi stood up, pointed at Zhao Ming Ye, and said, "Give me a list of disciples with close links with their clan and other associations.

"Check who was the one to let in the menial disciple Liang.

"And check who the intruder was.

"I've maintained harmony of the Dao for far too long; I see that some have forgotten, when the time is ripe a violent storm is part of the Dao's cycle."

"Yes, sect master. I will get to the bottom of this," Zhao Ming Ye stood up and bowed.

He continued and laid out the actions he would take.

By the side, Tan Fei squinted his eyes while Zhao Ming Ye was talking.

This Qing Yang Zi is such a thousand-year-old sly fox, he thought to himself.

To think that he could make use of this incident to try and get rid of his influence.

He'd better discuss with the Alchemy Peak Lord, Tan Kun, when he returns from nursing the Emperor's favorite concubine.