"Brother Jian, are you alright?"

Lin Xiao hesitated for a moment but couldn't help asking.

If Jian Chen's hobby goes wrong, it needs to be corrected in time.

If he can't correct it, we'd better be wary of him.

He certainly didn't want a fencing buddy by his side.

"No, it's nothing!"

"Thank you for your guidance, Lin Xiao. I admit defeat!"

A slight blush crept onto Jian Chen's face, and then he spoke with a serious expression.

'It's over, it's over! This is really it!'

'This succubus talent seems to work on everyone! Now I have to be careful around this kid!'

Seeing Jian Chen's appearance, Lin Xiao instantly sensed something was wrong.

He knew that Jian Chen's hobbies had likely been influenced by him.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

At that moment, applause broke out behind everyone.

Everyone turned to look, only to find that Nangong Wenjian had appeared behind them at some point.

Then everyone bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Ancestor Nangong (Master)!"

"Alright! Rise, all of you. We sword cultivators don't need so much formality!" Nangong Wenjian said to the crowd.

Only then did he turn his gaze to Jian Chen.

"Kid! Do you know why you failed?"

Jian Chen shook his head.

"You're too hasty. Haste makes waste. You should learn more from Lin Xiao in the future, understand? You need to stay calm and composed when things happen!"

Nangong Wenjian began to teach Jianchen.

However, Jian Chen's eyes lit up when he heard "learn more from Lin Xiao".

Of course, this wasn't because of love that her eyes were shining.

Instead, they were able to learn from Lin Xiao and their eyes lit up.

"Yes, Ancestors, your disciple will certainly live up to your expectations and strive to learn something good from Junior Brother Lin!"

Nangong Wenjian was very satisfied with Jian Chen's attitude.

"Hmm! Not bad!"

Then, Nangong Wenjian looked at Lin Xiaodao.

"Young Lin, you've just arrived at my Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. Let me, your patriarch, take you to choose a suitable sword. Although you have the ability to defeat someone with a sword without a sword, that's only within the same realm."

"If you want to fight against opponents of higher levels, you must have a divine weapon in your hand."

"Of course, a swordsman can only be called a swordsman and can only be considered cool if he has a sword in his hand!"

"Remember this: being handsome is a lifelong thing!"

After Nangong Wenjian finished speaking a series of profound principles, all the disciples bowed respectfully.

"This disciple will humbly follow the teachings of the Ancestor!"

"Let's go, Lin boy!" Nangong Wenjian nodded, then beckoned Lin Xiao to follow him.

At this moment, Jian Chen also wanted to catch up.

"Wait! Why are you following me? Go practice your sword!" Nangong Wenjian scolded.

"Ancestor, didn't you tell me to learn from Junior Brother Lin?" Jian Chen asked, his face full of grievance.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao knew that he was going to be targeted; he was 'tainted'!

"I'm asking you to learn from others, not to be their follower, understand?"

"Alright, you're not allowed to follow!"

Only after Nangong Wenjian's stern rebuke did Jian Chen obediently leave.

"Alright, Lin, let's go!"

After Nangong Wenjian finished dealing with Jian Chen, he spoke to Lin Xiao.

The two then headed towards Sword Valley behind the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

The swords left in the Sword Valley outside the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion were all left by sword masters from outside, while those left in the Sword Valley inside the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion were all left by people from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

"Young Lin, have you considered going to that Sword Valley to choose a sword?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiao glanced over; he was searching for the valley from which the silk thread extended.

"Master Nangong, can we choose the sword in that valley?"

After scanning the area, Lin Xiao saw where the silk threads were spreading.

It must be said that these valleys, one after another, filled with swords, are quite dazzling at first glance.

In particular, among those messages, he saw quite a few holy-grade longswords.

"That one, are you sure?"

“Those are all broken swords. Their former owners fought life-or-death battles, and their swords are already damaged. You can choose better ones!”

"Although I know you possess a peerless sword, that sword is a symbol of your Heavenly Evolution Holy Land. You must choose a sword, as it symbolizes your status as a disciple of the Myriad Swords Pavilion!"

"Don't worry, Master Nangong, I know what I'm doing. There seems to be a decent sword waiting for me over there!"

"Don't you agree?"

Lin Xiao spoke to the longswords around him.

Under his charismatic influence, the millions of longswords around him emitted three sword cries.

"Buzz!!!"

"Buzz!!!"

"Buzz!!!"

"You little brat, trying to show off in front of me again, huh!" Nangong Wenjian said with great envy.

He wanted the kind of thing where a single command could make millions of swords roar in unison for him!

"Then, Master Nangong, let's go!"

Lin Xiao silenced the surrounding swords once more.

"Okay, let's go!"

Nangong Wenjian nodded, and then led Lin Xiao in the direction he pointed.

... .... .

Soon, the two arrived at a valley.

Looking at the broken swords scattered all over the ground, Lin Xiao felt a deep sadness for some reason.

Lin Xiao's arrival also elicited a response from these broken swords.

They were all faintly responding to Lin Xiao's arrival.

"Alright, everyone, quiet down. There's no need to cheer for me anymore."

Lin Xiao spoke softly, his voice echoing throughout the valley. Upon hearing his voice, the broken swords obediently returned to calm.

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