The path of martial arts was a path that defied the natural order.
Therefore, many martial artists were indifferent to life and death. However, there were also some martial artists who placed too much importance on their own life and death.
It was undeniable that every martial artist was thinking for themselves.
This was human nature. No one could change it, not even Fang Chen.
Before news of the Wind Swordsman and the Yellow Spring Sect spread, all the martial artists were threatened by the poison and could only do their best to help the inn find the Golden Rat.
At that time, they cared a lot about their own lives. As long as they could regain their freedom, they would do anything.
However, after hearing that the owner of the inn was the Wind Swordsman and had pledged allegiance to the Yellow Spring Sect, these martial artists all rebelled.
That's right, they rebelled.
The Yellow Spring Sect was the enemy of the entire Ancient Sword Continent. Every martial artist hated the Yellow Spring Sect from the bottom of their hearts.
Every martial artist who was associated with the Yellow Spring Sect was seen as a traitor to humanity.
If they were betraying someone, these martial artists would not care at all.
However, betraying humanity was absolutely intolerable.
Once the outside world knew that they were working for the Yellow Spring Sect, such a crime was not something they could bear.
Not only would they die, but their entire families would be implicated as well.
Moreover, their names would forever bear infamy and they would become the sinners of the entire human race.
They could not imagine having to bear infamy. Even if some of their descendants were lucky enough to survive, they would be struggling at death's door. This feeling was very unpleasant.
Therefore, after learning that the Wind Swordsman had pledged allegiance to the Yellow Spring Sect, these martial artists gathered together regardless of whether it was true or not. They wanted to seek an explanation from the person in charge of the inn.
In just a day's time, about a hundred martial artists gathered together. With a martial artist at the peak of the Third Level Spiritual Vortex Realm leading the way, they left the mountain range and came to the inn.
At this moment, in the inn, the burly man and Old Cao were pacing back and forth anxiously. They were thinking of a way to capture the boy that their master wanted them to capture.
"Is there still no news?" Old Cao stopped in his tracks and glanced at the burly man. He asked in a low voice.
The burly man shook his head slightly and said, "There is no news back."
When the burly man spoke, his face was filled with helplessness.
His master had given him a death order. If he could not capture the boy, he was to bring his head to his master.
"Damn it!"
The burly man couldn't help but curse in his heart. He wished he could skin Fang Chen alive.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the inn. The burly man was startled and immediately opened the door. Suddenly, hundreds of warriors appeared in front of the inn.
"What are you doing?" The burly man walked out with Old Cao and asked unhappily.
"We want to know if the master of this tavern is the Wind Bladesman, and if he has pledged allegiance to the Yellow Spring Sect," the leader of the group said coldly.
"That's right. I'd rather die than work for the remnants of Yellow Springs Sect."
"Have the owner of the inn come out. We want to confront him face to face."
"The remnants of the Yellow Spring Sect are too arrogant. They actually dare to openly appear in the Five Elements Province."
Many cultivators roared with righteous indignation.
The burly man's face darkened when he heard this. He said coldly, "Where did you hear this from?"
"Hmph, what a bunch of nonsense," Old Cao said coldly.
Old Cao and the burly man were actually the subordinates of the Wind Bladesman. In the eyes of the Wind Bladesman, they were also puppets.
Even now, Old Cao and the burly man still didn't know the true identity of the owner of the inn. They only knew that the owner of the inn was abnormally strong.
"Yes or no, just have the owner of the inn come out and confront him face to face," the leader of the group roared.
There was an uproar in front of the inn. Countless cultivators were shouting.
The burly man and Old Cao had tried to use poison to threaten them. However, not only was it ineffective, but it also infuriated these cultivators.
"Since the owner of the inn won't come out, then we'll kill you and force him to come out," the leader of the group said.
Just as the leading ancient martial art practitioner finished speaking, over a hundred Spirit Vortex Realm ancient martial art practitioners launched a fierce attack and surrounded the burly man and Old Cao.
The two of them exchanged glances and then shouted, "Stop! Do you not want to live anymore?"
"Pfff!"
As the burly man spoke, the attacks of countless cultivators landed on the bodies of Old Cao and the burly man, causing the two of them to continuously retreat.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were covered in blood.
"Kill these two lackeys!" a cultivator roared.
Under the siege of so many cultivators, the burly man and Old Cao simply couldn't resist. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, they were both killed by these cultivators.
After killing the burly man and Old Cao, these cultivators charged into the inn and searched for the owner of the inn.
It was at this moment that the Wind Bladesman came out of the mountain range.
He searched for a while but couldn't find Fang Chen, so he returned to deploy his troops.
No matter what, Fang Chen would definitely not be able to escape from this mountain range.
However, just as he came out, he suddenly discovered the burly man and Old Cao lying in a pool of blood outside the inn.
"Damn it!"
The Wind Bladesman couldn't help cursing. Then, he waved his hand and a wind blade instantly shot out.
"Pfff!"
This wind blade carried boundless power as it shot into the inn. Several cultivators couldn't dodge in time and were struck by this wind blade, instantly dying.
Bang!
When this wind blade passed through the bodies of a few martialists, it finally dissipated into the void. The martialists' eyes were filled with fear.
"Who is it?!" the leading cultivator roared.
"Do you want to die?!" The Wind Bladesman's face was gloomy as he stepped into the inn. He looked around at everyone, his body emitting a terrifying killing intent.
"Who are you?" the leading cultivator asked.
"I am the Wind Bladesman you are looking for," the Wind Bladesman said sinisterly.
"You are the Wind Bladesman?" The leading cultivator was clearly surprised.
"Have you already pledged allegiance to the Yellow Spring Sect?" a cultivator asked.
"Hmph, you will know the answer in a moment," the Wind Bladesman said sinisterly.
In the next moment, the bladesman in the wind took out a flute and placed it next to his mouth. A strange sound came from the flute.
When these strange sounds entered everyone's ears, they felt as if there were insects wriggling in their bodies.
"AHHH!"
These cultivators let out miserable cries as their bodies ached.
"You still want to live after being poisoned by my Gu," the Wind Bladesman laughed sinisterly.
While the Wind Bladesman was killing these cultivators, Fang Chen was quickly fleeing through the mountain range.
This mountain range was too big. Even with Fang Chen's speed, he wouldn't be able to escape in a short amount of time.
However, there weren't any threats for now. The Wind Bladesman had long since disappeared.
"Let's rest for a while."
After finding a secluded place, Fang Chen gasped for breath and said softly.
Then Fang Chen sat down cross-legged. The Little Mouse appeared on his shoulder and asked, "Boss, where's that Golden Core?"
Fang Chen was startled. Only now did he remember the Golden Core. He immediately took it out of his spatial ring.
The Golden Core was only the size of a thumb, but the Concept of Metal contained within it was too large. It shocked Fang Chen.
"How can the Concept of Metal within this Golden Core be so dense?" Fang Chen couldn't help but sigh.
Holding the Golden Core, the surrounding Concept of Metal frantically poured into Fang Chen's body.
At this moment, the Golden Core rapidly beat, as if it was absorbing the Concept of Metal within the Golden Core.
"Boss, this Golden Core contains boundless Concept of Metal. Swallow it. Perhaps you'll be able to comprehend the Concept of Metal," the Little Mouse said as he stared at the Golden Core.
Fang Chen pondered for a moment before nodding his head. After which, he swallowed the Golden Pill.
When the Golden Core entered his stomach, the Golden Core began to beat even faster.
At this moment, the Concept of Metal within the Golden Core instantly surged out and filled Fang Chen's entire body.
"So strong."
Fang Chen couldn't help but exclaim. Shortly after, the Metal Attribute Aura appeared in his mind.
Just like when he was cultivating on the Metal Peak, the Metal Attribute Aura constantly revolved in Fang Chen's mind. His body was rapidly absorbing the Concept of Metal within the Golden Core.
Metal, sharp, domineering.
Time passed by slowly. Fang Chen was still comprehending the Concept of Metal.
As mentioned before, Fang Chen needed an opportunity to completely comprehend the Concept of Metal.
And this Golden Core was an opportunity.
Hiss, hiss, hiss.
After six hours, the Golden Core completely disappeared and was replaced by a dense Concept of Metal.
At this moment, all the Concept of Metal within Fang Chen's body surged into his mind. In the next moment, there was a rumbling sound in Fang Chen's mind.
Whoosh.
Fang Chen's body emitted a dazzling golden light. His entire body was filled with a dense Concept of Metal.
At this moment, Fang Chen opened his eyes. His face was filled with joy.
"Concept of Metal."
Fang Chen's mind moved. The Concept of Metal around his body constantly changed.
After swallowing the Golden Core, Fang Chen successfully comprehended the Concept of Metal. He was very excited.
"It is indeed the Concept of Metal."
Fang Chen slightly activated the Concept of Metal. He could feel the sharp and domineering aura contained within the Concept of Metal.
Among the Five Elements, the Concept of Metal had the strongest offensive power. It was known for its sharp and domineering aura.
Fang Chen could also feel that after successfully comprehending the Concept of Metal, his strength seemed to have increased a lot.
"I can finally cultivate the Metal Sword Technique." Fang Chen thought to himself.
However, this mountain range wasn't a place to cultivate. He would think about it when he reached the Mortal Kingdom.
After that, Fang Chen left with the Little Mouse.
Fang Chen didn't know that because of the news he spread, hundreds of warriors were struggling on the verge of death.
The Swordsman in the Wind didn't intend to let them go. He was prepared to kill them all.
"Let's join forces and kill him." The leading warrior roared.
In the entire inn, many warriors had already fallen. If they didn't join forces, they would all die here.