The Immortal Emperor Returns Chapter 152

“Chu Xun, what do you want from Golden Knife Sect?”

Yan Song had a short temper, and Chu Xun's att.i.tude provoked him even more.

Chu Xun s.h.i.+fted his eyes away from the giant rock with the name of Golden Knife Sect and gave him a sideway glance. He said indifferently,

“I just want to borrow something from you guys.”

“Dream on!” Yan Song rejected him instantly, and continued with a sneer, “Stop acting like a big shot here. No matter what you want to borrow, we will not give it to you.”

Chu Xun looked at him, as his mouth curved into a cold smile. He said, “You do not even know what I want to borrow.”

“I do not care about what you want to borrow. Even if it is something we have, we will not lend it to you!” Yan Song said arrogantly. Apparently he was looking down on Chu Xun all the time. He rested his three-meter golden claymore on the floor, and with a loud thud, a few cracks appeared on the ground. The golden claymore was indeed too heavy for any normal human being to carry.

Chu Xun squinted slightly as a look of disdain appeared on his face.

Yan Song was furious, yet Qian Lei stopped him, just as he was about to speak.

Qian Lei greeted Chu Xun from a distance, “Brother Chu, I have heard about you and your famous deeds for some time already. I am Qian Lei, the vice householder of Golden Knife Sect. May I know what is it that you wish to borrow from us?”

“Are you the one who can make the decisions here?” Chu Xun asked.

Qian Lei's expression froze a little, as that question was like a slap in the face for him.

Despite being angry internally, he kept a bright smile and replied, “You may state your request. If it is nothing rare or precious, I believe I can make the decision.”

“Even if I tell you what I want, you may not know what it is. How about letting me have my pick in your treasure vault?” Chu Xun said, coldly.

“Nonsense!” Now Yan Song was really mad.

Qian Lei was enraged by Chu Xun's request too.

So were all the presbyters of Golden Knife Sect.

The treasure vault formed the foundation of a sect. Even their own disciples were not allowed inside, let alone some outsider.

Apparently Chu Xun was looking down on Golden Knife Sect all along. If not, he would not have made such a rude request in such a light-hearted manner.

“You do not seem to be willing?” Chu Xun said, as he looked at them indifferently.

“Brother Chu, don't you think your request is a little outrageous?” Qian Lei replied with a sneer.

“Outrageous can't even begin to describe it! He is trying to rob us!” a presbyter said furiously.

“Get out of Luoying Mountain, you are not welcome here!” shouted another presbyter.

“Others may fear your presence, yet you do not pose any threat to Golden Knife Sect! If you make your way back today, we can just forgive you for your arrogant request. If not, you will have a taste of our true strength.”

Despite these threatening remarks and shouts from Golden Knife Sect, Chu Xun remained calm and maintained the cold look in his eyes.

Seeing that Chu Xun was unaffected by their words, people from Golden Knife Sect lowered their voices gradually.

“Brother Chu, I am truly… truly sorry for what we said. However, please make your way back! They are all mad at you because of your request, so I can't help you at all. Please leave! I am sorry you made this trip for nothing.”

Qian Lei said this with a pretentious smile.

“That is okay.” Chu Xun said gently, as he shook his head.

Everyone from Golden Knife Sect viewed Chu Xun with contempt when they heard his reply. They thought Chu Xun could no longer uphold his tough image. “This is 'The Ruthless' and 'The Devil' we have been hearing about? He is nothing more than a coward when he is up against our strong Golden Knife Sect.”

“When you threatened my family on Qianlong Mountain in the attempt to steal my fortune, you have no one but yourselves to blame for your defeat. You guys were simply too weak. Today I wished to talk to you peacefully, yet I got only insults and threats in return. If you do not wish to lend me what I want, I will have to take it by force. It is just more troublesome that way.”

Chu Xun's words made everyone from Golden Knife Sect freeze in fear.

“As long as Golden Knife Sect exists, my anger will never be quelled.” Chu Xun said this indifferently. His voice was as cold as frost in winter. He stared at the rock with the words Golden Knife Sect inscribed on it, then advanced with the speed of light. With a sudden punch, a white chain sprang out of his fist and hit that rock directly.

“Boom!”

The rock that was about the size of a hill, exploded immediately at Chu Xun's punch. Debris flew all over the place.

“I am going to take your life!”.

Yan Song bellowed.

Everyone from Golden Knife Sect was shocked. Their eyes were blazing as they witnessed that rock being smashed into pieces by a single punch from Chu Xun. That rock had been there for hundreds of years. It represented the glory of Golden Knife Sect and the spirits of those who belonged to the sect.

When the dust finally dispersed, everyone turned their attention to one object.

There was a stone revealed when the giant rock exploded. It was about the size of a fist, and it was crimson in color. A blinding streak of red light glowed from it.

n.o.body knew what it was, yet even an idiot would know that it was a unique item.

There was a certain sparkle in Chu Xun's eyes when he saw the crimson stone. In the blink of an eye, he already kept the stone inside his Storage Ring.

That was the Spirit Orb of Blood. It could cleanse one's body and improve the quality of one's blood. One could only imagine the benefits it could bring.

He had already sensed the orb's existence in the rock that was why he smashed it on purpose.

“Hand that to me, Chu Xun.”

Yan Song approached Chu Xun. As he swung the golden claymore across the air, his strength triggered a fierce tornado, which blew sand and rocks into the air.

Chu Xun snorted at his attempt. He raised his fist and readied himself for another punch.

“Bang!”

His fist hit the back of the claymore and produced a deafening explosive sound. The wind became harsher around them, and the golden claymore was forcefully knocked aside by Chu Xun's punch.

Chu Xun took a few steps back to keep a distance. His eyes were focused and fierce.

Yan Song's strength should not be underestimated. His cultivation should be at grade seven Grandmaster Realm.

“Chu Xun, hand over what you have taken, now, or you will never leave Luoying Mountain alive today!” Yan Song shouted.

Chu Xun kept his indifferent expression and dashed toward Yan Song with a burst of energy under his feet. His terrifying speed created a turbulence that blew all the leaves into the air, as if a dragon had just emerged from the earth.

True Energy was flowing around his fist. As he aimed a punch at Yan Song, all the energy gushed forth with a deafening sound, resembling the roar of a dragon. Everyone was stunned by it.

Yan Song did not show any weakness when facing the a.s.sault. Channeling his Internal Breath, he filled his golden claymore with Saber Qi. He then jumped into the air and slashed toward Chu Xun with all his strength.

Chu Xun dodged the attack like a shadow. With strong Saber Qi coming at him, he aimed a punch at the back of the claymore aggressively.

“Clang!”

The Saber Qi was dispersed and the golden claymore was again being hit toward the side. Chu Xun then bypa.s.sed Yan Song in an instant and the claymore hit the ground. With a loud explosive sound, the ground cracked and instantly a terrifying rift of at least ten meters long, appeared.

“Ahh…”

Just as Yan Song was mad at himself for missing his target, he heard a miserable scream behind him. When he turned to see what happened, his killing intent grew even stronger.

“Chu Xun, I will cut you in half!” he shouted furiously.

Chu Xun loosened his grip on a presbyter's neck. That presbyter fell to the ground helplessly, and his head dangled at a loose angle. Apparently Chu Xun had broken his neck, and he was the one who had threatened Chu Xun and told him to get out of Luoying Mountain.

With a flick of a finger, Chu Xun sent out a strand of Reincarnation Line. With the speed of lightning, it wrapped around the neck of another presbyter, like a white serpent.

With a sudden move, Chu Xun s.h.i.+fted to a new spot at least ten meters away. Yan Song's golden claymore hit the spot where he had been standing just a moment ago, and the ground cracked as a rift opened wide.

Yan Song retrieved his claymore. Hatred and anger were burning brightly in his eyes.

His eyes met Chu Xun's, which were filled with disdain. Chu Xun then extended his arm toward him. He first opened his hand, then clenched it into a fist.

Yan Song heard a “puff” and felt heat at the back of his head, before he knew what was happening. He naturally touched the back of his head and saw that his hands were smeared with blood.

He turned immediately to see a headless corpse falling down. Blood was still gus.h.i.+ng out of its neck. A head rolled to his feet, its eyes still wide open, as if in disbelief and regret.

“Chu Xun…” Yan Song bellowed hysterically. In his words one could feet hatred, vengeance, and a strong killing intent that would send a chill to one's bones.

Others from Golden Knife Sect also stared at Chu Xun, their eyes inflamed. The veins on their necks were throbbing violently and they gritted their teeth, over and over again. It was as if they would not be satisfied until they skinned him alive and drank his blood.