The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 121: Hunting IV

The shock was clearly printed on the faces of everyone who was at the location. Even some of them glared until their eyes seemed to be about to get out of place.

But their surprise did not stop there, Ling's next remark made people wake up from his surprise and look at Ling and his teammates with a look of disbelief.

"We still have more of this." Said Ling while giving the code to his partner to go forward and issue the hunt. One by one the members of Ling's group advanced and began to bring out their catch, with the exception of Yang Jian.

The second, third, fourth, fifth to sixth person alternated handing over their hunting. The expressions of everyone who saw it grew even more shocked. How not, in front of them now gathered hundreds of hundred to five hundred year old demons from various species to form a stealth mountain.

And their shock grew when they saw that every finger of the young cultivators of the Ling group contained a ring of different dimensions to that of the White Cloud Sect.

"A-what is this? My eyes are beginning to lie to me." Said the mission post guard with a trembling voice. Hearing that people began to come to a realization from their shock and began to stare in awe at Ling's group. But the one who was looked at was calm.

Meanwhile, Lin Fei and her group seemed to clench tightly with their hands accompanied by hardened jaws. A glint of indistinct fury was in Lin Fei's eyes. Lin Fei's attitude was caught by Yang Jian's blue bead. And that made Yang Jian's gaze turn cold.

"Please get this over with quickly." There was a heavy charismatic sound from someone. The voice was able to shift everyone's focus and was now staring at the owner of the voice, Yang Jian.

The post guard who had previously unceasingly admired Ling's hunting results gazed to the origin of the voice, behind Ling's group was one other young man. The young man he was convinced of came along with Ling. The young man seemed to be standing quietly and gallantly with the look of his flat eyes capable of making people look at him respectfully involuntarily. The unusual aura of the young man made the two mission post guards seem to be hypnotized and nodded rapidly involuntarily.

The two people began to count the number of Ling's group's hunting results with a smile that never disappeared from his lips.The other group also unceasingly admired and praised Ling's group. They also began to ask how they produced the entire demon, but only Ling answered a humble smile.

The other group certainly did not believe that the Ling group was able to produce all of those hunts without someone's intervention. And it was evident when he saw there was a foreign youth standing next to them. The entire cultivator present in that place were disciples of the White Cloud Sect, and it further convinced them that the foreign youth was the mastermind behind the big catch of Ling's group.

It took a lot of time for the two senior guard posts to count the demons that numbered in the hundreds, that was why one of them left the post to call one of the city elders to determine a suitable reward for Ling's group due to their out-of-date hunting results.

Shortly after, one of the city elders arrived at the mission post and was followed by several senior disciples of the White Cloud Sect. Yang Jian recognized the elders of the city, he was the old elder who had joined in their meeting this morning. Their reactions were not much different from those of the people in that place when they saw a hundred-year-old stealth mountain.

The city elder instructed the seniors of the White Cloud Sect to begin counting all the hunting results and directly stored them into the ring of the sect-owned room used as a storage area for the hunting results of each group. Everyone looked delighted, except for Lin Fei and his group mates. Their expressions looked dark, a sign that anger had overpowered the young cultivators.

Some time has passed, now all the results of the hunt have been calculated and hundreds of stealth it has been stored into place. "I won't give any points to Ling's group. Rather in the name of the Stone City government, I recommend them to be Disciples Within the White Cloud Sect." Said the city elder loudly.

The words of the city elders were welcomed by the cultivators of the place, they began to clap and congratulate Ling on the success of Ling and his comrades. Even Yang Jian himself felt quite satisfied over the decision of the old elder. From the very beginning it had been Yang Jian's goal. That was to make Ling and his partner become Inner Disciples so as not to be underestimated again by Lin Fei.

With the recommendation of the Stone City government, it was likely that Ling group would become Outer Disciples. Because this gift had already been negotiated by the government of Stone City with the White Cloud Sect before. With that being said, the sect had no reason to reject the recommendation letter of the reconcilement party.

Yang Jian saw clearly how happy and happy Ling and his comrades were when he heard this news. They even prostrated themselves to the ground and shed tears. Yang Jian was able to sense how they were currently feeling.

When everyone is happy, there are some people who just feel the opposite. Who else if not Lin Fei and his comrades. Now their gazes drew sharply towards Ling and co. Yang Jian who saw that floated a flat gaze that actually ignited the flames of anger within them.

"can't. The elder could not give that recommendation just like that without consideration. Did the elder not suspect them? They're just a bunch of ants, how can an ant be able to kill a demon."

That loud loud speech made the atmosphere turn silent and turned to look at Lin Fei who was shouting furiously. The aura of Lin Fei and his comrades seemed to be overpowered by anger.

"They're thieves, they stole our game to get more points." Lin Fei again shouted furiously and pointed at Ling's group. Lin Fei's words made everyone fall silent again. It seems they are starting to rethink the incident.

"Stole?"

That one word was shrouded in an ice-cold aura that was so freezing. Makes people shudder in horror. Just as the city elder stared at the owner of the voice, when he found out who the body of the city elder was stiffened and followed with terrified bulging eyes. That young man, the cold-blooded young man who killed one of the city elders with just a piece of gold coin.