The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1513

A group of people flew towards the mountain where the disciples of the Flame Holy Land were staying. The team was comprised of about two hundred members.

Three seemed to be the leaders and were flying ahead of their team members.

Two were very handsome men, and one was an attractive maiden with fair skin and a mole near her lips.

The three of them wore identical jade pendant around their waists. On the crescent-shaped pendant, carved in gold were the words: Blood Moon Sect.

'They are from the Blood Moon Sect!' fifty disciples from the Flame Holy Land thought among themselves.

The Blood Moon Sect was one of the third-class sects in the East Mainland.

As for the cultivation base of the disciples from Blood Moon Sect, eighteen had reached the Emperor Realm; fifteen of them were at the preliminary stage and three were at the medium stage.

The rest were scattered at the Semi-emperor Realm, Holy Realm or Semi-holy Realm.

Soon, the three disciples of the Blood Moon Sect flying in front landed before the members of the Flame Holy Land.

"Hey, which sect are you from?" a young man with beard asked in an arrogant manner. His left hand was on his waist while his right hand pointed at the three disciples.

"This one-grade superior herb—indigo dragon vein is at least four to five hundred years old. It is as valuable as a two-grade superior herb. This is great. What a good day! This precious superior herb will be ours!"

the pretty girl with a mole gushed, as she admired the indigo dragon vein.

Rahul took a step forward.

"We're the disciples of the Shiny Sect from the Dawning Kingdom," he replied with raised eyebrows, cupping his hands.

He knew that the disciples of the Blood Moon Sect meant no good. 'They must have come here for the indigo dragon vein, ' he figured, thinking of what he should do with them.

"Shiny Sect?

I see. It is a sect in the Dawning Kingdom. I remember this is a fourth-class or fifth-class sect," the young man remarked. There was arrogance in his voice as he put emphasis on the words fourth-class.

He studied Rahul and his comrades with obvious contempt in his eyes.

"Really? A fourth-class or fifth-class sect? Get them out of here. Don't slow us down!"

the girl with a mole said, disgust reflecting in her face.

The other disciples of the Blood Moon Sect looked at the people of the Flame Holy Land scornfully. They circled around them with a curious look on their faces.

Truth was, countless sects existed in the East Mainland.

A strict hierarchy existed among those sects.

Fourth-class or fifth-class sects were considered much weaker than third-class sects. That was why the disciples of the third-class sects thought themselves superior compared with the people coming from the fourth-class or fifth-class sects.

"From now on, we are in charge of this area. You get out of here right now!" the young man with beard said in a domineering tone.

It was a command, and he made it sound like he was not going to take no for an answer.

'The son of a bitch!'

This angered the disciples of the Flame Holy Land. They glared at the young man who was speaking.

'This man has gone too far, ' they thought.

"Wait," the short man who stood beside the young man interrupted.

There were four to five beautiful female disciples of the Flame Holy Land including Zoe, and they caught his attention. He looked at them from head to foot and motioned them to stop. "You are not going anywhere. You need to keep me company. If you serve me well, I will not kill you," he continued, pointing his fingers at the girls.

"The rest of you get lost right now!"

"Ha-ha!. You never change. The moment you see beautiful girls, you can't think of anything else but to have sex with them. Are you sure you can fuck so many women at the same time? Be careful. Don't let them drive you crazy. You will get yourself killed,"

the young man with beard warned him.