Chapter 98: The Swift Sword Xiao San

Under the watchful eyes of the Mountain Gate’s disciples, the gloomy-faced Wu Xinren stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the stern man standing ten meters away:
“You’ve invaded our Mountain Gate’s temporary camp, killing dozens of our disciples and one of our sect leaders. Don’t you even want to leave a name behind?”
“Xiao San!”
The stern man remained expressionless. Even facing over twenty experts at the Creation Realm from the Mountain Gate, he showed not a trace of fear—calm and indifferent, as if not human at all.
“What a Xiao San.”
Wu Xinren spoke in an unusually calm tone. To become the leader of the Mountain Gate, to subdue two sects and bring them under his control—such a person couldn’t be a fool…
On the contrary!
His cunning and strength were well-known in Xuzhou. With the merger of the three sects, Sect Leader Wu Xinren not only had superior strategies but also managed to keep the two current vice-leaders in check! The establishment of the camp and subsequent action plans were all the result of careful consideration and thorough preparation. From the moment the camp gates were closed, it was surrounded by Mountain Gate scouts, layered and vigilant. It might not be impregnable, but it was certainly heavily guarded!
Moreover!
There were over a hundred archers surrounding the camp. Not to mention an expert at the Creation Realm, even if the entire sect launched a full-scale attack, it would be difficult to break through the gates undetected and slaughter their way in.
The strength of this visitor was truly astonishing!
So, upon seeing this scene, Wu Xinren immediately realized the visitor meant no good and began calculating rapidly…
Waving his hand to disperse the archers who had silently appeared around him, Wu Xinren slowed his speech and said calmly, “Lu Daoke is one of our senior disciples. If he has done anything wrong or offended anyone, I apologize here. But… before taking action, could you please explain why? So we can understand what’s really going on?”
“Sect Leader!”
Lu Daoke seemed to remember something and was about to speak, but Wu Xinren raised his hand to stop him, still with that calm expression, staring at Xiao San.
At that moment, everyone else’s attention also focused on Xiao San!
Xiao San turned his head indifferently, glancing at the Mountain Gate disciples with bows drawn, and let out a barely audible hum: “Below Snowy Peak, by Road Horse Bridge—three lives. They’re on the account of your senior disciple, Lu Daoke. They were my junior brothers and sisters…”
“…”
Wu Xinren frowned.
Behind him, Lu Daoke replied promptly:
“I was indeed there at the time, robbing a convoy. But he wasn’t inside.”

“Your men act quickly. I explored ahead, but when I returned, the cargo was gone and the man was dead. I chased all the way to Xuzhou before learning that you entered the mountains. So…” At this point, Xiao San slowly drew back the iron sword that seemed to have no handle at all, pointing it at the Deer Blade Killer in the crowd: “I’m here to collect the debt.”
“Hmph! Then it depends on whether you’re capable of collecting it!”
A shipmaster pushed his way out of the crowd. Without waiting for Wu Xinren’s orders, he leaped down immediately.
“Stop!”
Wu Xinren’s expression changed drastically as he quickly ordered them to stop and asked Xiao San, “We killed that man. I have nothing to say. How do you want to settle the debt?”
“It’s simple.”
Ignoring the shipmaster glaring at him, Xiao San spoke in his usual calm and indifferent tone, casually: “Have the murderers come out. Each of them must die three times under my sword.”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone from the Mountain Gate Sect’s faction paled!
The shipmaster closest to Xiao San seemed to have heard the most absurd joke ever, laughing loudly, “Nonsense! Die three times? Fine! I was involved too. If you’ve got the guts, come on… Ugh!”
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao San had already withdrawn. A thread of blood clung to his handleless sword, drop by drop…
Thud!
It wasn’t until the shipmaster fell to the ground that Wu Xinren realized he had been stabbed in the throat and died with his eyes wide open. Despite the distance of over two meters between them, no one had seen clearly how Xiao San had approached… or how he had drawn his sword.
Xiao San, however, seemed to have done something utterly trivial.
He gave the corpse on the ground a indifferent glance:
“You still have two chances.”
This time, not only was the Mountain Gate Sect’s faction enraged, but even Wu Xinren, who wanted to mend the rift, understood that this matter couldn’t be resolved peacefully. Frowning, his gaze turned icy as he firmly waved his hand:
“Fire!!”
Whoosh!
The archers around them had been waiting for a long time and immediately raised their bows without hesitation!
Countless arrows were shot like a swarm of locusts, targeting Xiao San, who was alone in the open space…
“Just so-so.”
With a lift of his foot, the two corpses beneath him strangely stood up, blocking Xiao San’s sides, instantly turning into hedgehogs covered in arrows.
After a round of arrow rain, the two corpses were flung toward the piles of archers on either side, while Xiao San disappeared right through the two hedgehogs!
“He’s up there!”
The sunlight above their heads dimmed as someone quickly shouted.
Sword lights and blade shadows frantically struck at the shadow covering everyone above, easily shattering it into countless pieces…
It was just an ordinary garment.
By the time they realized they had been tricked, screams and cries of horror already rang out from the group of archers on the left.

Xiao San, who seemed to have vanished, wandered among the crowd as if strolling leisurely. With each small step he took, he mysteriously reappeared a meter away, avoiding attacks from all sides while appearing beside the next target. It was unclear how he drew his sword, but people kept falling behind him. After collapsing, they would bleed profusely from their throats, foreheads, and hearts. In the blink of an eye, over twenty disciples of the Mountain Gate were killed.

Seeing this, Wuxinren on the steps took a deep breath in awe: “What a ruthless swordsmanship! What terrifying footwork!! This footwork is not only agile and mysterious but also creates the illusion that one has lost track of the target. Combined with his astonishingly fast sword strikes, those below the Creation Realm are no match at all.”

“Stop being arrogant!” As more brothers were killed one after another, someone could no longer stay calm.

Several leaders and sect chiefs at the Creation Realm rushed over to Wuxinren’s side. “Just in time!”

The opponent calmly killed the last archer by the left wall, stepped aside to dodge a deadly slash, and miraculously appeared beside that person. His iron sword then pierced through the left chest of a leader behind them from an unimaginable angle. The latter felt a sharp pain, and before he could react, the sword was pulled out even faster. As his life force drained rapidly, he looked down to see blood gushing out in profusion…

“What a fierce Mountain Gate!” By eliminating two experts at the Creation Realm in one go and intimidating the rest, Xiao San shifted his gaze. A chilling coldness appeared on his pale face as he said indifferently, “Fast Sword Xiao San, I’ve seen your skills today! Tomorrow at this time… I’ll come back to learn more!” With that, he vanished in just a few leaps from the battlefield littered with corpses.

As everyone was confused about why he left suddenly, Wuxinren stared intently, his expression grim, and uttered, “Creation Realm… forcing advanced footwork… internal energy consumption will keep up…”

Before long, “South Fast Sword Xiao San,” who had defeated the Mountain Gate with his sword, became instantly famous throughout the land!