Jiang Deng's body felt lighter.

When she came to her senses, she found herself out of the sword tomb and at the square of the main peak.

With Jiang Deng's sudden appearance, everyone in the square looked at the Sword of Evil Slaying in Jiang Deng's hand with envy.

This sword is red all over, containing extremely powerful spiritual energy and fierce and domineering sword energy. It is clearly a top-grade spiritual sword of the heavenly grade!

"Could this be... the legendary sword that specifically defeats evil cultivators?"

"The previous owner of the Sword of Extermination was Liang Wei, the seventh generation leader of the Taichu Sword Sect. Leader Liang hated evil cultivators the most and used the Sword of Extermination to kill tens of thousands of them in his lifetime!"

"It is said that the Sword of Extermination can slay all the evil spirits in the world. Its reputation is far-reaching. It is known as the two most powerful swords of the Taichu Sword Sect, along with the Invincible Sword!"

…

Such a powerful spiritual sword was actually pulled out by Jiang Deng, who had useless spiritual roots?

Everyone looked at Jiang Deng in disbelief. Even the usually calm Xia Chenqing was taken aback. He secretly wondered if his master and the other peak masters had been wrong. Jiang Deng's talent was no less than that of the peerless genius Lin Jun...

"Sister!" Jiang Zhiling excitedly ran to Jiang Deng's side. "I've also pulled out a sword. Do you want to see it?"

"OK."

Jiang Deng nodded. When she went to the core area of ​​the sword tomb, she did not meet Jiang Zhiling. Could it be that Jiang Zhiling had already pulled out a heavenly spiritual sword and left the sword tomb?

Yes, Jiang Zhiling has such a high talent in swordsmanship, it is not surprising that he can pull out a heavenly-grade spiritual sword at the fastest speed.

“Dangdangdang!”

Under Jiang Deng's expectant gaze, Jiang Zhiling excitedly took out his sword.

It was three feet long, pitch black, quite round, and didn't even have a blade.

Wait...is this a sword?

Jiang Deng looked at the fire stick in Jiang Zhiling's hand with surprise.

It looks weird, but the most important thing is that I can't sense any spiritual power! Could it be just an ordinary sword...

The corner of Jiang Deng's mouth twitched slightly. "Zhiling, how about we switch swords? You can use the Zhuxie Sword?"

Hearing the voice, Zhuxie Sword examined Jiang Zhiling.

When it discovered that Jiang Zhiling not only had a natural spiritual root, but also had an extremely rare innate sword bone, it immediately became excited and couldn't wait to become Jiang Zhiling's natal sword.

But Jiang Zhiling shook her head decisively, "I don't want it."

Evil-Slaying Sword: "..."

It’s bad enough that Jiang Deng, who has a magic sword, doesn’t like it, but why does this little girl also look down on it!

Jiang Zhiling explained, "Sister, I want this sword. This sword gives me a very strange feeling. I can feel it calling me. What's more, I have already taken it as my natal sword and it cannot be changed. If you don't believe me, just look at it."

As she spoke, Jiang Zhiling thrust the sword into the back of her neck, and it went in smoothly...

Jiang Deng was stunned. Is this possible?

She knew that the natal sword could be stored in the sea of ​​consciousness and dantian, but she had never seen a situation like Jiang Zhiling, where the sword was directly inserted into the neck!

However, since it was able to be inserted and did not cause any damage to Jiang Zhiling, it seemed that she did not have to worry that Jiang Zhiling had obtained only an ordinary sword. It should be a very powerful sword.

However, this sword, like the Chongguang Sword, was severely damaged and needed Jiang Zhiling's innate sword bone to nourish it...

Thinking of this, Jiang Deng asked again: "Can you still take it out?"

Jiang Zhiling scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "It seems to have temporarily grown into my body. I have to wait until the damage is repaired before I can take it out."

Jiang Deng also breathed a sigh of relief. He decided to let Asu take a look at it when he could take it out. After all, Asu was the strongest person in the Taichu Sword Sect and should know something.

Soon, the six hours since the sword tomb was opened were up, and Leng Baige came out of the sword tomb holding the Menghui Sword.

It seems that after his earnest pleading, Meng Huijian's compassion was moved, and he gave Leng Baige another chance to draw his sword.

Xia Chenqing closed the teleportation array leading to the Sword Tomb, looked at the disciples in front of him, and said loudly: "Because of the once-a-century sect ranking competition, this year's sect competition will start early."

"Any cultivator under the age of thirty within the Sword Sect can sign up for the sect's competition. They'll be assigned to the corresponding battle zone based on their realm. The winner of the Foundation Establishment Realm battle zone will receive a mustard seed as a reward. With spiritual energy, it can create a small world."

"As for the sect competition, it will officially start in three days. Fellow disciples can go to the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall to sign up now!" After saying this, Xia Chenqing flew away on his sword.

On the spot, Jiang Deng's eyes lit up.

Mustard seed?

Although this thing is precious, it is useless to most people because it is very difficult to make it germinate. A cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm needs to nurture it for at least a year before it can germinate, but it is extremely easy for Jiang Deng.

Because her chaotic power contains vitality, it will soon make the mustard seed germinate!

Once the mustard seed germinates, it will form a small world of its own!

Not only can it hold more things than a storage bag, but most importantly, time passes in the small world, so the spiritual medicines placed in it can grow normally, and may even grow better than in the outside world!

Jiang Deng couldn't wait to say, "Zhiling, let's go sign up!"

"Okay, sister!" Jiang Zhiling nodded obediently.

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Miscellaneous Affairs Hall.

It was getting dark, but there were still many people queuing up to register.

The two disciples assigned to the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall, Che Wei and Pang Dahai, were in charge of the registration. They had been busy since dawn, and even though they were cultivators, it was a bit unbearable.

Che Wei stretched and yawned, "Next, name."

"Ginger Lantern."

An indifferent voice sounded.

W-What? Ginger Lantern!

Che Wei and Pang Dahai woke up instantly and looked up at the woman who walked in front of them.

Although they had never seen Jiang Deng, they had heard about her actions. Just because Jiang Deng had done so many bad things and made the sect leader and peak masters hate her so much, no one would dare to impersonate her!

Especially since Jiang Deng had the jade token of the master of Zangfeng tied around his waist, how could it be fake?

Pang Dahai said with a smile, "Master Jiang, Master Jiang, why are you here too? Are you here to inspect our work? We're working very hard!"

Jiang Deng frowned, "No, I'm here to sign up for the sect competition."

When these words were spoken, everyone around them dropped their jaws in shock.

The Peak Master actually came to personally sign up for the sect competition?

Do you have to be so... weird!

Che Wei was shocked and said, "How could this Peak Master sign up for the sect competition? There has never been such a precedent in the Taichu Sword Sect!"

Jiang Deng chuckled, "Why? Does the Taichu Sword Sect have a rule that the Peak Master cannot participate in the sect's competition?"

Everyone: “…”

There is no such rule because the Taichu Sword Sect has never had a peak master with such a low cultivation level as Jiang Deng!

Now, this weakest Peak Master in history is going to participate in the sect competition again? What's going on?