Chapter 7: The Senior Brother Is Dead—Surrender Immediately!

“What kind of magical weapon is this?”

Though its appearance was plain, the dark muzzle of the gun instinctively filled Liu Ruyan with fear.

It was as if she had encountered a terrifying and ferocious beast.

Liang Chuan turned his hand, revealing the full form of the object. “This is called a gun. Anyone can use it—even ordinary people.”

Liang Chuan had no intention of hiding this from them. After all, in this era, survival was governed by the law of the jungle; he needed trustworthy allies and confidants.

Moreover, even if he tried to keep it a secret, it wouldn’t last long.

Since the truth would come out sooner or later, it was better to reveal it directly, making others more wary of him.

As long as he firmly held this trump card, that was enough.

Liu Ruyan’s eyes widened, and she covered her mouth in shock. “Impossible! What about spiritual power?!”

It was well known that using magical weapons required spiritual power, which was why they still relied on swords and the like.

But this so-called gun shattered her understanding.

Liang Chuan shook his head slightly. “It doesn’t require spiritual power.”

Just those few words left Liu Ruyan speechless, her gaze fixed on the gun in Liang Chuan’s hand.

No need for spiritual power, yet it could easily dispatch those in the late Foundation Establishment stage—it completely upended her imagination.

She knew full well that even a hundred ordinary people would never be able to subdue a single late Foundation Establishment cultivator.

“I…” Liu Ruyan parted her lips, about to ask Liang Chuan if she could try it.

But at that moment, Liang Chuan stepped past her and called out to the disciples who had just finished cleaning the battlefield, “Everyone, follow me to attack the Blood Moon Sect!”

The gathered disciples of the sect’s protection clan were stunned, looking at Liang Chuan in disbelief.

None of them had expected that Liang Chuan would order an assault on the Blood Moon Sect—that was practically a death sentence!

It was beyond reckless; attacking the Blood Moon Sect?

What right did they have to entertain such an idea? Just one encounter with those enemies would mean their end.

They began to suspect that Liang Chuan’s confidence had swollen too much to reason, issuing such a dangerous command.

“Third Senior Brother, don’t you realize what you’re saying?”

Not only the low-ranking disciples, but even Liu Ruyan and the Fifth Junior Brother were dumbfounded.

“Third Senior Brother, did you just say we’re going to attack the Blood Moon Sect?”

Fifth Junior Brother’s youthful voice trembled as he looked at Liang Chuan.

When Liang Chuan nodded calmly, everyone erupted in shock.

“He’s crazy! Third Senior Brother wants us to die!”

“Even if we’ve dealt with the Blood Moon Sect’s senior disciple, that doesn’t mean we can handle the others!”

“Did Third Senior Brother really mean what he said? How can I possibly stand up to the Blood Moon Sect?”

They all stared at Liang Chuan in disbelief—how could such cold words come from a man of flesh and blood?

Wasn’t this just sending them to their deaths?

Fifth Junior Brother hurriedly ran up to Liang Chuan. “Third Senior Brother, no! Even if you can handle them, our casualties will be huge!”

The lower disciples of the Blood Moon Sect were generally stronger; confronting them head-on would not be advantageous.

“Third Senior Brother, Fifth Junior Brother is right. This is too reckless,” Liu Ruyan nodded earnestly.

Though they sought revenge, they also had to wait for news from the other sects. Only together could they hope to oppose the Blood Moon Sect.

Liang Chuan shot them a steady glance. “Right now, the sect masters’ fates are unknown, and we don’t know the situation in the other sects. Only by giving it our all do we have a chance to survive! Besides, their sect master is definitely not inside the sect—this opportunity will come but once!”

His words laid bare the harsh reality before them.

Indeed, they knew the Blood Moon Sect had simultaneously attacked the other three sects.

If Liang Chuan hadn’t dealt with the Blood Moon Sect’s senior disciple, their sect might already have been breached.

If not for Liang Chuan’s warning, they would never have thought along these lines.

Fifth Junior Brother glanced at the sect behind him, gritted his teeth, and cupped his fists. “With the sect master and senior brothers all gone, we must rely entirely on Third Senior Brother!”

The other disciples followed suit, cupping their fists. None present was a coward.

Moreover, Liang Chuan’s actions had completely won their respect.

“Let’s move out!”

With that, Liang Chuan led the disciples of the sect’s protection clan in a grand march toward the Blood Moon Sect.

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Blood Moon Sect, Crimson Square.

Several hundred people were surrounded on the open ground by the Blood Moon Sect disciples. From their clothing, it was clear they were lower-ranking disciples from the other two sects.

“Behave yourselves!”

A Blood Moon Sect disciple kicked one of them down, a ferocious smile on his face.

The fallen disciple glared back in anger but was met with a barrage of fists and kicks.

“Glare at me? You pack of homeless dogs dare to resist?”

Only after the man was on the brink of death did the Blood Moon Sect disciples cease their assault, looking down on them with contempt.

These weaklings, once beaten, quickly surrendered.

From today on, the Blood Moon Sect would be the only sect in the mountain range.

Now, they were preparing to redistribute these captives as slaves in various positions.

“I wonder when the senior brothers will return?”

One Blood Moon Sect disciple glanced toward the sect’s outskirts.

The White Sword Sect was the weakest; logically, they should return first, but more than half a day had passed.

Another’s face twisted into a lecherous grin. “I heard the Fourth Junior Sister of the White Sword Sect is quite something. I suspect the senior brother…”

“That’s right. We know the senior brother’s true nature well!”

“Hopefully, he’ll bring her back for us to sample!”

“Ha ha ha ha…”

Laughter, crafty and sinister, echoed through the hall.

However, they did not notice dozens of figures stealthily approaching from the distant woods.

“It seems they still don’t know our situation,” Liu Ruyan silently rejoiced.

Since a few had escaped earlier, they had managed to arrive at the Blood Moon Sect first.

“Get ready. Prepare to strike!”

Liang Chuan glanced sideways at the group.

Some wore small, round cloth pouches at their waists.

A faint metallic scent of blood emanated from within.

At Liang Chuan’s words, their hearts pounded faster and breaths grew heavier.

This attack on the Blood Moon Sect was perhaps the most momentous thing they had ever done in their lives.

Yet, they slowly drew their long swords, awaiting Liang Chuan’s command.

Liang Chuan took a deep breath, pulled out a pouch, and charged out from the cover with his companions.

He raised the pouch high. “Your senior brother is dead! All reinforcements have been slaughtered! Surrender immediately!”