Open the sky gate.

Today is the day when the sword fighting competition begins.

Kaitianmen was bustling with activity, and the square was full of people. At the top sat Yun Haoran and several other high-ranking officials of Kaitianmen.

Not only the people from Kaitianmen, but also the Pei family's ancestor Pei Yu and Pei Er came to watch the battle.

In the team of contestants below.

Unlike the solemn atmosphere of the other forces, the Taichu Sword Sect was more relaxed, with everyone talking and laughing.

In addition to practicing, Shi Zihang was not idle during this period. He wandered around and asked about all the people who participated in the sword-fighting conference.

"Master, it's like this..."

Shi Zihang told Jiang Deng all the information he had gathered, "I've heard that among those participating in the Sword Discussion Conference, there are four people who have reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm. They are Xiahou Qingyu, the sister of the Xiahou family's patriarch; Pei Ranzhi, the young master of the Pei family; Song Yuanze, the junior uncle of the Song family; and Chengfeng from the Seven Star Villa."

"Chengfeng? What is his identity?"

Hearing this, Jiang Deng's curiosity piqued a little. Although Chengfeng told her that his purpose of coming here was to find his mentor, he really didn't tell her his background.

Shi Zihang shook his head in confusion. "I really can't find out anything about Chengfeng. I heard he got in through the backdoor. I guess he only has some skills, but his swordsmanship is not worth mentioning."

Jiang Deng's mouth twitched. He didn't expect Chengfeng's origin to be so mysterious.

However... Chengfeng should not cause any hindrance to her plan. Compared to Chengfeng, the mysterious ghost cultivator named Chen Xiao is more of a headache for her.

"By the way, why haven't you mentioned anyone from the Xuantian Demon Realm and the Netherworld Ghost Realm?"

Shi Zihang laughed dryly, "I also wanted to ask them, but these demon cultivators and ghost cultivators ignored me. I can only be sure that they are indeed not simple."

"Master, if you're really curious, why don't I go find them and try to get close to them now?"

"……never mind."

Jiang Deng waved his hand.

As the saying goes, when the enemy comes, we will fight him; when the water comes, we will block it with earth.

Since these demon cultivators and ghost cultivators have come, their strength will not exceed the Spirit Transformation Realm, so it is not worth her making a fuss.

There was another problem that troubled her even more...

Jiang Deng subconsciously looked towards the stage and saw that the main seat in the center was still empty.

Could it be that... the third disciple is not coming?

Just as I was thinking about this, a sword light suddenly flashed.

The next moment, someone tore through space and appeared out of thin air!

This man was dressed in black, had a handsome face and a cold temperament. He was none other than the famous Sword Master, Duan Chuan!

"Sword Master."

Yun Haoran and the others stood up in unison and saluted Duan Chuan. Even Pei Yu stood up and saluted Duan Chuan respectfully.

Duan Chuan nodded slightly, "Why are you being so polite? Please sit down."

After saying that, Duan Chuan sat down in the main seat without any courtesy.

Only after Duan Chuan sat down did the others follow suit.

"Pei Yu, how is the spiritual sword I asked you to refine going?"

Duan Chuan looked at Pei Yu who was sitting next to him and said without showing any emotion.

Although Pei Yu is over a thousand years old, he still looks like a young man. He wears a white robe and his smile is as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Pei has reached the final step. Don't worry, Sword Master. It will be refined in less than a month."

"Oh? Really?"

Duan Chuan glanced at Pei Yu with a sharp gaze, and said in a stern tone, "I heard that you specially refined a heavenly-grade, top-grade spiritual sword for your offspring's marriage. Could it be that you were so busy refining weapons for your Pei family that you forgot what I told you?"

"I dare not."

Pei Yu smiled awkwardly, lowered his head to hide the dissatisfaction in his eyes, and said respectfully: "Once the sword competition is over, Pei will go back to practice swordsmanship. Please rest assured, Sword Master."

"That's more like it."

Duan Chuan snorted coldly, shifted his gaze away from Pei Yu, and turned to look at the contestants below.

"Haoran, have you made any progress on what I asked you to do?"

Yun Haoran shook his head and turned towards the direction where Jiang Deng and the other contestants were. His sword-like brows knitted slightly above the cloth strip. "Master, I haven't found the thief who stole the Hongmeng Spring yet. But I think with her superb swordsmanship, she should be here today."

"Oh? Who could it be?"

Duan Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, searching for the people among them.

Since the threshold for entering the Sword Discussion Conference was extremely high, the number of participants was small. All of them were talented sword cultivators from various domains. Together with the people from Xuantian Demon Domain and Netherworld Ghost Domain who came for the first time, there were only forty-eight people in total.

It sounds like it won't be difficult to find a suitable female cultivator among them.

The corners of his lips curled up in a determined arc, and Duan Chuan raised his hand and said, "You can start now. I'll look for it slowly later."

"good."

Following Duan Chuan's instruction, Yun Haoran suddenly stood up and announced loudly to the crowd below, "The Sword Contest will officially begin today. This year's contest will be different from previous ones. We will use sword disks to test you all."

"This sword disk is a relic of the Savior Saint. It contains tens of thousands of sword intents. When a sword cultivator enters it, he will be divided into the corresponding sword intent area by the sword disk."

"The test consists of two stages. One is to fully comprehend the sword intent that matches the one you are cultivating, and the other is to defeat the sword intent that counteracts the one you are cultivating."

"Only those who have cleared both levels can enter the center of the sword disk and compete with the others to determine the winner. The final winner will..."

As he spoke, Yun Haoran looked at Duan Chuan who was sitting in the first seat.

Duan Chuan scoffed and calmly replied, "I will choose the final winner to be my sword servant."

Wow——!

The square suddenly became lively.

Become the sword servant of Lord Sword Master?

This is very promising!

At the very least, if Lord Sword Master eats the meat and gives them some soup, they will have a great harvest!

"The Sword Competition officially begins!"

As Yun Haoran announced, he waved his sleeve and a disc appeared from his sleeve, floating in the air.

A rich green light lights up!

After Yun Haoran injected spiritual energy into the disc, the disc suddenly expanded several times, but it did not stop and continued to expand until it covered the entire square.

The disc at this time is completely different from the original one.

Countless sword shadows appeared on the jade-like disc, and each sword represented a completely different sword intent.

The combination of tens of thousands of sword intentions was so overwhelming that it made the sword cultivators present feel their hair stand on end and convinced from the bottom of their hearts!

"Is this the sword intent of the Holy Savior?"

"Even the sword intent is so terrifying, how terrifying must the Holy Lord's strength be..."

"Can we really get through this?"

Everyone couldn't help but murmur.

Jiang Deng was only surprised for a moment, but quickly came to his senses.

She didn't have such deep feelings as everyone else. She just thought that the big plate was very beautiful and very suitable for her temperament. It would be great if she could grab it.

"Hey, come back to your senses, let's go!"

After Jiang Deng gave the reminder, he took the lead in taking off and immersed himself in the huge sword disk.