Chapter 7: A Fight Breaks Out Five Seconds After Meeting

The Seven Star Sect is mainly divided into the Outer Sect and the Inner Sect.

Within the Outer Sect, as long as you break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, you can apply to become part of the Inner Sect.

Of course, you can’t just enter the Inner Sect by applying—you also have to compete in duels to control the number of spots.

After all, resources are limited, and even superpowers can’t produce an unlimited number of elites.

Naturally, once you enter the Inner Sect, the resources you possess are at least double those of the Outer Sect, with no upper limit.

That’s why Outer Sect disciples are desperate to become Inner Sect disciples.

However, thankfully, the Inner and Outer Sects aren’t separated; everyone lives together.

The only difference is the monthly stipend issued by the sect.

On the Heavenly Profound Continent, resources play a huge role in a person’s cultivation success.

You could be a genius, but without any resources, even a genius will become ordinary.

Aside from the Inner and Outer Sects, there are also Core Disciples and Personal Disciples.

No need to say much about Personal Disciples—they are all disciples of the Seven Star Sect Leader.

Core Disciples, on the other hand, are Inner Sect disciples who have advanced further.

Only by becoming a Core Disciple do you qualify to compete for the titles of Saint Son and Holy Maiden.

Becoming a Saint Son or Holy Maiden gives you a chance to become the Sect Leader.

Of course, Young Master Qin knew nothing of these matters.

Given his current cultivation level, Foundation Establishment was still far out of reach.

Rather than dreaming about such things, he might as well eat a few more bowls of rice.

He had just received permission from his sister to go out, and was now standing on a high platform, gazing at the mist-shrouded mountains in the distance with satisfaction.

“Wa ga ga! This is my empire!”

Qin Mu stood tall, looking into the distance.

If he didn’t open his mouth, he might even look like a sovereign.

At the moment, he had no idea that a crowd was gathering around the high platform.

Suddenly, the crowd parted.

A man with an imposing build, eight feet tall and carrying a great sword on his back, walked toward the platform.

Seeing Qin Mu standing on the platform, he looked astonished, as if surprised to find a stranger here.

“Brother!”

Qin Mu, who had been enjoying the view, was startled by the booming voice.

Looking at the burly man with thick eyebrows and large eyes, he felt a strange sense of déjà vu, reminiscent of Black Whirlwind Li Kui, especially with the dense chest hair—it was uncanny.

Qin Mu pointed to himself and asked, “Are you calling me?”

The burly man nodded.

“This is the spot where the three of us agreed to discuss the Dao yesterday.

Brother, are you here to join the discussion too?”

Upon hearing this, Qin Mu’s expression turned awkward.

Discussing the Dao was beyond him—he barely understood cultivation manuals as it was.

If not for his sister teaching him hand-in-hand, he probably wouldn’t even be at the Qi Cultivation level now.

To discuss the Dao?

That was giving Young Master Qin far too much credit.

Things had reached this point.

To avoid social death on the spot, Qin Mu hurriedly prepared to make his escape.

“Ahaha, so that’s how it is! I’m foolish and know nothing, so I won’t disturb you.”

As Qin Mu passed by the burly man, the man’s eyes unintentionally caught sight of the token at Qin Mu’s waist, and his pupils contracted sharply.

“Wait, brother!”

Qin Mu turned back in confusion.

The burly man bowed respectfully.

“Brother, do you know Sword Immortal Qin Ruoshang?”

Miss Ruoshuang?

Qin Mu looked at the burly man suspiciously.

Seeing Qin Mu’s reaction, the man was overjoyed—he definitely knew her.

“In that case, please give me your guidance, brother!”

With that, he took the great sword from his back.

“Hey!!

Wait, what guidance?!”

Qin Mu stared at the burly man who had drawn his sword without warning, utterly bewildered.

“Oh, pardon my rudeness. I am Liu Xusheng, deeply obsessed with the sword. I have trained for nineteen years, and came to the Seven Star Sect to seek instruction from the Sword Immortal. Since you know her, your swordsmanship must also be impressive.”

Liu Xusheng gripped his great sword and assumed a stance.

Nineteen??

Qin Mu looked up and down at the figure towering half a head above himself, whose palm alone could cover his entire face.

Such a humanoid giant—was this really nineteen?!

“Ha!”

Liu Xusheng’s face turned red, veins bulging on his forehead, then he leaped and swung his sword fiercely at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu was stunned.

A fight within three seconds of meeting?!

At least let me say something first!

He didn’t dare slack off, quickly pulling out the slender sword that Miss Ruoshuang had given him for his fifteenth birthday not long ago.

Clang——

The two swords collided, unleashing a terrifying Sword Intent.

“Whoa!

Who is that?

He can actually block Liu Xusheng’s sword!”

“Yeah, and both their Sword Intents are incredible.”

The new disciples in the crowd couldn’t help but gasp.

One Sword Intent was like a fierce tiger, full of power, while the other was chilling to the bone.

Not far away, some sharp-eyed Inner Sect disciples watched Qin Mu in surprise.

“That Sword Intent is exactly like Sister Qin’s…”

Facing Liu Xusheng’s overwhelming Sword Intent, Qin Mu struggled to hold on.

After all, his cultivation was only at Qi Refining Third Layer; whether in Sword Intent or Qi, he couldn’t compete.

I can’t hold on much longer…

What is this guy’s problem, attacking with a huge sword without even a word?

Qin Mu desperately squeezed every bit of Qi from his body, but he couldn’t keep up with the drain.

At that moment, the slender sword in Qin Mu’s hand suddenly shone brilliantly, erupting with a fearsome Sword Intent.

Seeing this, Liu Xusheng’s eyes filled with fear as he hurriedly retreated.

Liu Xusheng couldn’t understand—how could someone who was exhausted just now suddenly unleash such terrifying Sword Intent?

Qin Mu was equally dumbfounded.

What the heck!

Am I about to awaken some superpower?

The slender sword radiated an icy blue light, and around Qin Mu, several transparent flying swords hovered in the air.

“Sword Intent Shaping!”

Someone with sharp eyes in the crowd cried out.

Everyone looked at Qin Mu with complicated expressions.

At this age, just comprehending Sword Intent was already monstrous—being able to shape it was even more unbelievable.

It wasn’t just monstrous—it was so monstrous that even the ancestors would be shocked.

Seeing this, Liu Xusheng’s fighting spirit ignited.

Boom!

His clothes burst apart, revealing explosive muscles that flexed with each breath.

Watching, Qin Mu couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

That chest—was massive!

Especially those biceps—they looked capable of crushing a head.

Whoosh whoosh!!

Sounds of something slicing through the air rang out, followed by shouts to stop.

“Enough!”

Two elders floated in the air.

“The Elders are here!”

The two elders locked eyes on Qin Mu, instantly recognizing the Sword Intent emanating from his weapon.

Wasn’t this Qin Ruoshuang’s Sword Intent?

How could it appear on this boy?

And judging by its response, the sword didn’t even resist him.

Could it be…?

“Alright, both of you, that’s enough.”

With the elders stepping in, everyone knew things wouldn’t get out of hand.

Some onlookers began to disperse.