Chapter 1300 Rampant Evil Cultivators

When Mengzhongjun saw the sword in his hand, he suddenly thought of the legends of the martial arts world.

It is said that the Great Sword Sect's most treasured artifact was stolen, but the once-declining Great Sword Sect has gained a new lineage because the barrier around Sword Mountain was broken, and now more and more people are flocking to it.

It is said that several young master swordsmen emerged in just one year.

How come he hadn't noticed before that this tall and thin Kunxiu was holding such an imposing sword?

He had seen all kinds of swords, but he had never seen a sword that could emit such a captivating sword light, as if the sword were about to come alive.

"I won't stoop to your level. Say whatever you want. I, Mengzhongjun, am not someone who can't accept defeat."

Seeing his reckless attitude, Song Chunxue couldn't help but find it amusing. "You're not a sore loser, so why do you have such a bitter and resentful expression? Are you afraid I'll steal your skills?"

"Hmph, I'm not afraid of stealing your skills, I'm afraid you'll try to figure it out on your own and then come back to me when you suffer the consequences."

"What's the meaning?"

Mengzhongjun sighed, "Do you think I want to live a life of bitterness and resentment?"

"So you suffered a backlash?"

"That's right. I met a very talented girl before. She was a rogue cultivator and, like you, was very interested in dream cultivation. At that time, I was a dashing and handsome man. When people talked about my dream lover, they all said that I was born with a good-looking face."

"..." Song Chunxue pursed her lips, as if to say, do you think I believe that?

Mengzhongjun understood, and a surge of energy rushed from his heels to his throat, unable to go up or down.

He retorted angrily, "What kind of look is that? If you don't believe me, go ask the master. I used to be the most popular girl in the brothel. They all fought over who would toast me, and even the madam wouldn't take my money. I..."

"I believe you, I believe you, I really believe you." Song Chunxue nodded quickly. "I'm just curious, what kind of backlash did you suffer to become like this? You must be very sad."

She comforted him, "So be it. The physical body is a mirror that tests people. You must have seen the true colors of many people because of this, and that's why you're so eager to break through. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been so desperate and targeted a cultivator like me."

Meng Zhongjun's expression softened noticeably, and upon closer inspection, his posture was indeed upright and sturdy, like that of a pine tree.

If he wears a mask, he will indeed appear to be a handsome man with striking good looks.

She was quite uncomfortable with this overly familiar person. He had clearly wanted her dead before, but now he was acting like he was making friends with people from the underworld. This was definitely a scam!

"Don't underestimate yourself. A cultivator like you is no ordinary person. I was just thinking too simply. After the Venerable Lord told me about your past and your various encounters, I realized how arrogant I was. I always chose to tackle the toughest challenges. I had a unique perspective."

Meng Zhongjun looked serious and said to her in a solemn tone, "I only now realize that your Worry-Free Sword is no ordinary item. I was blind to your greatness before and offended you."

As he spoke, he reluctantly cupped his hands in greeting.

Song Chunxue suppressed a laugh, realizing that he had finally admitted his mistake.

But she didn't show it on her face.

"You tried to kill me just now. Don't think you can let this go with a few words. The score is settled, but I don't know how to get revenge. Beating you up is too lenient."

Meng Zhongjun frowned. "Could it be that you want me to teach you martial arts techniques? If you're not afraid of ending up like me, you're welcome to try."

Song Chunxue waved her hand, "No need, save it for now, we'll talk about it when I've thought it through. I'm going to find my apprentice, just remember that."

She returned to the house, and as soon as she stepped across the threshold, Changfeng and Changyun ran over, "Master, are you alright?"

"It's alright, he's one of Huo Xiang's men, he wouldn't dare do anything to me." Song Chunxue looked around. "Qi Yun hasn't returned yet?"

Xie Zheng came in from outside, glanced at Song Chunxue, and went straight to Master Han's side.

"No." Changfeng lowered his voice. "Master should go and rest early. When he comes back, we will definitely interrogate him thoroughly and then tell him."

"Okay." Song Chunxue had the same idea, but suddenly felt extremely sleepy.

Back in her room, she found hot water and couldn't help but smile, "It's so good to have a good apprentice; it saves me the trouble of fetching hot water."

After playing for more than two hours and sweating, it's best to take a shower.

After changing her clothes, she sat by the brazier on the ground. The room was warm and cozy, but she was not sleepy at all.

Today was quite eventful, and now that I have some free time, I can't help but think back on it.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

*

The next day, the rain stopped and the sky cleared, and the weather was fine.

Song Chunxue then learned that the Taoist priest who had come from afar to celebrate her birthday, along with her senior brother and Taoist Master Han, was named Taoist Master Baoshan.

This senior is a Taoist master in the late Nascent Soul stage, with superb Taoist skills, and rarely appears in public.

The reason he made this appearance and allowed everyone to come and celebrate was because his Golden Core stage disciple, his most prized closed-door disciple, had his Golden Core dug out and was unconscious. It was said that he was harmed by an evil cultivator.

He gathered his fellow Daoists here this time with the intention of vigorously eliminating evil spirits.

The more evil practitioners are eliminated, the more there are; this time, we must eradicate them completely.

However, gathering a group of people to exorcise the evil spirits is extremely difficult.

As the leader of the Demonic Path Sect, Huo Xiang was someone they avoided like the plague.

Since ancient times, evil has not been clearly distinguished.