The Founder of Qi Cultivation, Reincarnates?

"Hey, isn't that the Inn that belongs to the Solitary Sword Sect?"

"Yeah it is, Young Master Sol acquired it and allowed his fellow sect members to stay inside."

"Then what are these idiots from the Maple Continent doing? Are they trying to start something with the Solitary Sword Sect? They must be asking for a beating."

The disciples who were minding their own busy on the street stopped and watch Yang Su and the others faced off against the two stern guards.

As soon as Mu Fan began cursing the face of the two guards face fell.

The disciples in the surroundings too had their hearts almost jump out of their mouths from secondhand fear. They had to stare at Mu Fan with stupefaction, they couldn't believe he had just said those words.

"You little brat, do you have any idea what you've brought upon yourself? How dare you insult Young Master Sol!!"

Mu Fan snorted.

"Bullshit! You and that Sol brat should scram from our Inn!"

"BASTARD!!"

The second guard became enraged and he along with the first guard pounced on Mu Fan.

Mu Fan in response almost growled like an angered lion and his burly body flexed as he leaped forward.

Inside the Inn, numerous disciples chatting and eating could be seen. They wore fur-like coats similar to everyone else so far on the Star Bound Continent, however, theirs were quite unique.

Their fur coats were silver and had the insignia of a sword floating above an expansive land with mountains on the back. It's as if the sword itself had replaced the sun in this image.

"Haha! I can't believe Monk Zimo lost to that bastard from the Maple Continent. He can no longer show his face in public after such a disgraceful defeat!"

"Right? But I heard that person from the Maple Continent is extremely weird. He uses an endless amount of spells as if it was as simple as breathing for him. People are now claiming he is the number one Spell Caster of our generation, probably ever."

"Yeah, after defeating Ling Yichen and Monk Zimo back to back his reputation has skyrocketed. Wasn't there also a new moniker people created for him? Xian the Limitless."

"Bah! If it weren't for the fact that Monk Zimo fought that sister lover Lu Shin before, that guy name Xian would have never become second on the Chosen Rankings!"

"You have a point there. Who cares about some idiot from the Star Bound Continent? When Young Master Sol fully comprehends our Solitary Sword Sect's Desolate Sword Art, nobody would be his match!"

"Of course! Young Master Sol might only be seventh now but he'll definitely put that sister lover under his feet and become the number one sword genius in our generation!"

As the Solitary Sword spoke, one could see they place high importance on their Sect as well as this youth name Sol.

However, when one of the servers who were serving their food heard this, he let out a pig-like snort from trying to hold back his laugh.

The disciples at the table he was serving heard this and they immediately glared at him.

"You, what's so funny?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing, nothing at all. I just heard the funniest shit in my life. Number one genius? Are you guys so delusion to think that idiot would even come close to that title? You must be referring to only your Star Bound Continent."

"Bastard, shut up!"

A disciple at the table immediately roared and leaped up to punch that youth.

The youth raised his hand to block the blow quite easily, but for some reason, he wasn't circulating his Internal Qi and the disciple was so he was knocked back pretty hard. That blow was hard enough to cause him to fall to the ground wheezing while clutching his chest.

The disciple from the Solitary Sword Sect stood over this youth and looked down at him with contempt.

The youth looked back up at him and his eyes flashed with killing intent.

The Solitary Sword Sect disciple felt a cold chill go down his spine and he almost took a step back from the youth, but he managed to force himself to stop.

"If it wasn't for the fact that my cultivation is sealed, do you think you cowards could get away with this?"

"Team Leader!"

As the youth said that, another server, a female, came over to check on him.

The Solitary Sword Sect disciple hearing this had anger flash in his eyes, but he didn't attack again but instead snorted before turning to head back to his seat.

"Hey, who did Young Master acquire this Inn from again? I heard our disciples had a hard time going against these people before Young Mater stepped in."

One youth from the table asked curiously.

"I was one of the first people there with Young Master, they said they were from the Maple Continent."

"The Maple Continent? Ha! I was worried we'd have to face someone from a Top Sect like ours, but to think they're just from the Maple Continent. Their first ship should be arriving soon, wouldn't the people who sent these fools here be coming any time now?"

"Haha, let them come! If they dare come here demanding back for this Inn then they'll see how strong our Star Bound Continent is!"

"Haha! That's right!"

The youth who was punched slowly stood up with the girl's help.

While glaring that the table of disciples he gritted his teeth and said.

"Just you wait, all of you will soon regret taking this Inn."

"Are you threatening us? Looks like a month's worth of beating isn't enough to train you disobedient dogs."

Most of Solitary Sword Sect's disciples had begun looking in this direction; they snicker when they heard this comment.

"Should we train them some more then?"

BANG!

A loud crash echoed out as another youth who was forced to become a server was kicked through a table, sending food everywhere.

"Hey, don't go wasting the food."

"*Tsk*…These fools couldn't cook for shit, the food was barely edible."

"Hey, fool, how are you gonna make up for serving us something like this?"

The Solitary Sword Sect disciple said as he took up a bowl and poured its liquid contents over the youth's head.

That youth's body trembled uncontrollably, and he raised his head to stare at that disciple with bloodshot eyes.

"Huh? Who are you looking at like that? You're just asking for a beating."

After saying that, the Solitary Sword disciple kick the youth in his abdomen and then began stomping on him. The youth did everything he could to cover his head.

"Bastard! That's enough!"

The youth that was being held by the girl roared out and took a step forward. His aura that was at the Late Foundation Realm almost reaching the Core Formation Realm blasted out in the surroundings before he dashed forwards.

His speed was abnormally fast for a cultivator in the Late Foundation Realm. He reached the side of that Solitary Sword Sect disciple kicking the youth in an instant, and with his hand shaped like an eagle's talon, he went to rip out that disciple's throat.

That Solitary Sword Sect felt a cold chill go down his spine. The threat of death loomed over his head and he instinctively retreated.

However, he was too late. The youth was upon him in an instant.

Even though he was in the Late Foundation Realm as well, this Solitary Sword Sect disciple felt like a chicken on the chopping block about to be slaughtered. He had never faced this much killing intent and murderous aura before.

In his eyes, this youth transformed into a tiger with demonic-like red eyes. His hand was like a tiger's claw that blocked out his vision as it came to reap his life.

"He-Help…"

The disciple tried to call for help but he was too frightened to raise his voice louder than a whisper.

However, just before the youth's hand could latch onto his throat, the youth released a bloodcurdling scream.

A terrifying Sword Aura suddenly erupted inside of him and began wreaking havoc in his body.

This was a terrifying Sword Imprint where if one circulated their Internal Qi, the Sword Energy in the imprint would activate and slowly destroy the person's meridians and internal organs.

The pain from this caused the youth to wreathe on the ground from agony.

The Solitary Sword Sect disciple who thought he was going to die, saw this and his fearful expression soon turned into anger. Anger that he had been reduced to such a pathetic state.

"Bastard! You actually tried to kill me?!"

In his anger that disciple began viciously kicking that youth, even adding Spiritual Qi to his kicks.

The youth who was already having his body destroyed from the inside by the Sword Aura coughed out blood mixed with pieces of his internal organ when these kicks came crashing down on him.

"J-Just who are these people?"

One disciple who was still a bit shaken by the youth's murderous aura said with a slight tremble in his voice.

The Solitary Sword Sect disciples all had slightly solemn expressions on their faces. They had long realized these people from the Maple Continent weren't so simple. Each of them had a murderous aura and even after being beaten for a month still had the will to resist them.

Adding the fact of their abnormal cultivation strength beyond their realm, as well as their fighting methods, these people seem like they were trained killers.

This couldn't help but create a bit of apprehension in the disciple's hearts as to who was behind these people.

Suddenly, the doors to the Inn shattered and two bodies were seen flying inside Inn.

The Inn became deathly silent as everyone stared at the incapacitated bodyguards that were supposed to stop people from intruding.

"Can you even be called Early Core Formation Realm cultivators with such lackluster cultivations?"