The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 34 - The Seven White Swords
For the return trip, Li Jia Xing sent some bodyguards who would deliver Kang Jian's group to Diqiu Empire and make sure it returned safely.
Xue Zhan was not so considerate, but he and Jiazhen Yan suddenly kept quiet when they saw who was delivering them.
Li Jia Xing assigned one of the disciples who happened to not be on a mission to accompany them.
"Mu Rong." The child who was two years younger than them in the official attire of a bodyguard, complete with uniform, was, the sword on the left side of the body and the thin cloth that covered from the nose down made part of his face invisible. He introduced himself briefly and curtly.
"This little boy?" Jiazhen Yan pointed doubtfully at once reluctantly.
"Even if he is younger than you, Mu Rong has qualified for escort missions."
Xue Zhan was speechless, he so remembered his conversation last night with Li Jia Xing about a genius from the Feng Empire with rare strength. The name was similar to Mu Rong who was standing before him now a hostile gaze.
Kang Jian cleared his throat. They focus on returning. The journey began shortly after.
Unlike the path as they came, this time they traveled a closer distance to Diqiu Empire. Mu Rong was much more knowledgeable about the intricacies of his Empire, therefore the journey should have been much shorter.
"But I don't guarantee this road will be safe. On the positive side, we will not be inhibited by the Wind Goddess Storm."
They entered a pine forest so high, sunlight infiltrated from the crevices of the trees. Mu Rong suddenly stopped and straightened one hand, a sign that something was dangerous.
"That's it."
Six people came out of the bushes. Mu Rong put on a cautious attitude. "Can they come at a time like this? Not like a coincidence."
Mu Rong looked at them and his conjecture was right. The seven people, the Seven White Swords were one of the high-ranking rebels on Emperor Li's list of targets. It was not the count of one or ten more crimes they committed.
Most of them kidnap, whether a child or a young girl for sale. Their group could be said to be quite large and difficult to destroy, having many members scattered all over the Feng Empire. In addition to that the strength of the people from the group of the Seven Sacred Swords could not be underestimated as well.
They have almost the same appearance. A white-handled sword, a caping of woven bamboo with a white cloth covering the faces of the six.
Mu Rong looked back, finding out the reason the Seven White Swords were after them.
Xue Zhan looked at the six people, it seemed that there was going to be a fight in the forest.
"So he's the devil's son? Doesn't look so dangerous, just a useless weak boy."
The voice of one of the people slowly made Xue Zhan's ears hot. He tried to ignore her, but another word came out of the boy's mouth.
"Hahaha, from the others only he looks weak. He said he had demonic powers. Ah, I was expecting more from someone who inherits demon blood, considering that their race is a cold-blooded killer with no heart. Now meet the devil so-called. The ancestor must have been so embarrassed."
The others piled up interspersed with mocking laughter. "But still his ancestors were also trash. There is no place for them in this world."
"Dragon your mouth-"
"Wahh is burning. Haha."
"Who are you?" asked Kang Jian who finally made a sound. One of the enemies advanced, striking a white sword in the middle of the two camps. He stamped the tip of the hat, a little part of his face visible. He smiled cynically.
"The Seven White Swords."
Mu Rong half-whispered, "They are not ordinary people. Don't underestimate this guy. The one standing in front of us once killed twenty-five people at once with his bare hands."
Jiazhen Yan also could not help but be serious. People with arrogant styles like them are not just bluffing, they have something that cannot be ignored.
The man in front of them pulled the sword from its hilt which was still stuck on the ground. A radiant lightning was visible, the sword was covered in blood.
"You guys are so stupid. Information about your arrival has spread everywhere and it is not just us who are eyeing this demon. Wherever you go, there will be enemies waiting. The price of that demon child is much higher than the price of your Emperor head. Just so you know."
And that blood was proof that the battle had already taken place before. And the enemies fought each other to meet them.
Xue Zhan swallowed Spit. His identity has been revealed. One of the Seven White Swords immediately jumped up high grabbing him.
The six people were scrambling to target Xue Zhan. Kang Jian stood by his side, as did Jiazhen Yan. Enemies lurk from all sides, ready to attack from anywhere.
"Form a formation and protect Xue Zhan in the middle!"
Mu Rong followed Kang Jian's orders immediately. The six people went around forming a circle. Kang Jian frowned both his eyebrows while thinking hard. This situation was so sudden, he also did not expect to be visited by criminals of their class.
Being outside of Diqiu Empire meant that they had to be ready to face off against the fighters in the place. Kang Jian fended off the secret weapon that was thrown towards Xue Zhan.
Mu Rong was still in a defensive position, "I wasn't assigned to this fight."
"You want to leave us?! That's right!"
"This child is the source of this attack." Mu Rong pointed at Xue Zhan who was still silently digesting what was happening around him.
Jiazhen Yan snapped in annoyance. "So you think we just need to hand over this kid and get out of here quietly?" His eyes lit up, "You're the only one I threw in the abyss!"
"... I also do not want to be protected like a coward like this," said Xue Zhan who immediately made the two turn their heads. Xue Zhan pulled out the sword that was stored in a long box given by Emperor Li.
"I trained to be able to protect myself when the enemy came, now I ask for your help to protect me? I'm not as weak as that trash says."
Those blood-red eyes looked hatefully at the six people.
"Better to be weak, can still practice being strong. Rather than being a trash-mouthed human like you, with foul-smelling words that only make you look more stupid."
Xue Zhan's words were like flames that burned the six men's emotional axis. Mu Rong snorted while whispering. "You don't understand what I mean."