Chapter 118: There's Killing Intent!

  Flowery cottage.

  The maid knelt on the ground, restless. The Flowing Flower Sword Saint's face was expressionless as he stroked the Hua Nu sword on his knees, "Did he really say that?"

  "Yes. He said that since he has already seen the flower, there is no need to see the person."

  The Flowing Flower Sword Saint suddenly burst out laughing, his smile icy cold. "What a wild saint. Get ready. If he doesn't come to see me, I'll go see him."

  After finishing speaking, Liuxiang Jian Sheng waved his hand to dismiss the maid and gazed at the creek.

  A distorted face emerged in the creek, "Flowing Flower Saint Lord. The military department has an order that he cannot be allowed to return alive to the human world. Five saint masters are on their way."

  "Hmph! What you military people want to do is your business. It has nothing to do with me. Before I fight Lin Jun, no one is allowed to disturb us, not even a single knife from Sang Gui!"

  Huajian Sword Saint spoke up.

  "Flowing Flower Saint Lord. This is a rare opportunity, the military department has already issued an order to kill him. Moreover, it has received the support of several saint lords from the human realm. As long as he dies in the Sanggui Realm, the human realm will not pursue this matter further. Please, Saint Lord, prioritize the greater good."

  Liu Hua Jian Sheng let out a cold hum, stood up, and with one stroke of his sword, the willow petals fell in profusion. The creek water instantly became clear. "The military has its own ways, but I am not a soldier, nor am I under San Gui Yi Dao's command, nor am I one of those saintly masters who practice ninjutsu. I am a swordsman, upright and straightforward, disdainful of intrigue!"

  Finishing his cold words, the Flowing Flower Sword Saint knew that those so-called big shots could hear him. He hugged his sword and stood up, saying: "Prepare. I want to bathe, change clothes, burn incense, and calm my spirit."

  "What nonsense!" In a military department building of the Sanggui tribe thousands of miles away, someone slammed their fist on the table in exasperation.

  "Liú Huā Shèng Jūn is really too arrogant. This is a great opportunity for my Sāng Guǐ tribe to kill someone who will threaten our tribe for thousands of years, and we have the support of several saints from the human world, so we don't need to worry about any consequences. He actually refused to cooperate with the military department. Is he still the great saint of my Sāng Guǐ tribe?"

  "Shut up. Liuhua Shengjun is not a soldier, he has his own persistence and faith. It's admirable. You don't understand, so you're just a soldier, not a saint. Give the order. Let everything be put on hold according to Liuhua Shengjun's intention, and wait until his battle with Lin Huang is over before doing anything."

  The speaker was an extremely old man, with white hair and a frail appearance, as if he would die at any moment. However, no one dared to underestimate him, for this old man was a Holy Master of the Sanggui Realm, a Great Saint Master.

  Tokugawa Ieyasu, he is not only a great saint but also the founder of the renowned Ichimonji school. The current Sankei Ichimonji is his disciple. In the eyes of the practitioners in the Sankei realm, he holds a high position and is the spiritual symbol of the Sankei tribe's Ichimonji school. Although his life has reached its limit as a great saint, many Sankei people believe that as long as he lives, the Sankei tribe will not decline.

  "Hi!"

  Tokugawa Ieyasu spoke up, and no one dared to refute him. Even Sanguo Ichizuki, the nominal highest ruler of the Sanguo tribe at this moment, did not dare to oppose him.

  After one hammer settled the matter, Tokugawa Ieyasu's gaze turned towards the four people behind him.

  These four people were all elderly, each with a different appearance. Although they were old and worn out, they still had an air of dignity about them.

  Tokugawa Ieyasu's right-hand man, was an old farmer dressed in rough hemp clothes, with a dark complexion and narrowed eyes. Between his fingers, you could still see the brown soil. This is Funakoshi Gichin, who founded Shotokan Karate. Now the highest symbol of Shotokan Karate, also revered as the Saint of the Shaolin Sect, is an idol worshiped by many young Shaolin monks.

  Facing Tokugawa Ieyasu's gaze, Funakoshi Gorō smiled, "Don't look at me. Killing people is like cutting grass, now I only know how to cut grass. As for killing people, since young people are willing to try it out, let them try it out."

  "Nowadays, young people are unbearable. I thought Liu Hua Jun was already quite good. Unexpectedly, the human world has produced another Lin Huang, a teenage grandmaster, who is also unbelievable. Fortunately, humans like to fight among themselves, otherwise this person would be a great threat." The speaker was Osaka Cang, the founder of the Empty Hand School and a legendary master. Wearing an ancient samurai uniform with his hands tucked into his sleeves, his eyes were icy cold. "Since you've called us all here, then let's do as you say. We should give young people opportunities to stand out."

  Tokugawa Ieyasu nodded and looked at the old man on his left hand side.

  This man held a long cigarette holder, taking an occasional puff, his complexion pale and looking old and frail. However, no one dared to underestimate him, for he was Shōjō Matsumoto, the Holy Master of the Five Shinobi Dojo in the San Oni Realm, who created the Five Shinobi Killing Techniques, and in his youth, was known as the Saint of Assassins, feared throughout the Three Thousand Realms.

  Knocking on the pipe, Song Xia smiled with a big yellow tooth, "Don't look at me. If Flowery Lord wants to fight, I'll give him a fight. If it doesn't work out, I'll take action again."

  "With Matsushita here, Hayashiya is already doomed. However, killing a great saint is extremely difficult, and when the time comes, we will still need to go all out."

  The one who spoke was the last of the five sacred masters, and also the youngest among them. Tanaka Ichiro, the founder of the Doujou, had never lost a battle since he started his training, and was an undefeated legend in the eyes of many young people from the Kuon tribe.

  Tokugawa Ieyasu, Funakoshi Goro, Osaka Kurai, Matsushita Hidetaka, Tanaka Ichiro. These five are the most famous Five Saints in the Sangoku world. The dojo they founded is almost the first choice for all young Sangoku warriors. In the Sangoku world, their status can be compared to the top ten sacred places in the human world.

  Although the foundation is not deep, in the hands of these five people, it is a brilliant reputation. The outstanding talents of the current generation of Shengu are almost all from the dojo of these five people, and can be considered as the disciples of these five people.

  "The Human Realm has the deepest foundation, vast lands, endless resources, and countless geniuses. Three hundred years ago, there was the Original War, and now there's Lin Huang again. Fortunately, humans are most fond of internal strife."

  Tokugawa Ieyasu let out a sigh and spoke with emotion.

  The myriad heavens and worlds, such as the Heavenly Realm, the Demon Realm, the Human Realm, the Fire God Realm, and the Water God Realm, are all said to be worlds opened up by the gods themselves. They have a profound foundation that cannot be compared with other worlds.

  A slightly weaker world, such as the Seven Swords Great World, the Barbarian Realm, the Beast God Realm, and the Yellow Heaven Realm. Although they are not worlds opened up by the gods, there have been gods who have achieved success in these realms over millions of years. The gods do not fall, and the worlds do not perish.

  Finally, there are worlds like the Great Wilderness and the Sanggui Realm that were not opened up by gods and have no one who has become a god in countless years. Such worlds are at the very bottom of all heavens and realms.

  Even if the Sanggui Realm has always claimed to be among the top ten in the multiverse, everyone knows that the Sanggui Realm's current status is only due to its reliance on the Tianren Realm and its brutal plunder of the Human Realm during the Hundred Saints' Revolution 100,000 years ago.

  So the Ku tribe has a very peculiar mentality, both arrogant and inferior. People from other worlds find it hard to understand.

  "For the fate of our clan. Gentlemen, do your best!" Tokugawa Ieyasu nodded to the four men, ending the conversation, indicating that the military department was ready for the signal, and they were about to witness the battle between Ryuuka no Kami and Lin Kō.

  P.S: There's a single chapter later on, I have some things I want to say, and also about tomorrow's update. That's all.