Chongguang Sword said timidly, "Master, you don't know that after you failed to transcend the tribulation in your previous life, all your spiritual weapons were divided up among your disciples, and I fell into the hands of your third disciple, Duan Chuan."
"Duan Chuan forced me to acknowledge him as my master, but I refused to obey him. He then separated my sword heart and merged it into his own natal sword, thus stealing my title as a divine weapon."
"Then they threw me into the Nine Nether Cold Pond, hoping to refine me. I stayed there for a thousand years, and the sword was severely damaged, almost becoming a piece of scrap metal."
"Later, your disciple Ye Guchen, following his master's orders, stole me out of the Nine Nether Cold Pond. You then killed Ye Guchen, and only then was Guangguang able to reunite with his master!"
Speaking of this, Chongguangjian was also very angry.
Back then, it was the first of the ten ancient artifacts!
Now it has fallen to this point...
"Third disciple?"
Jiang Deng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
This coincided with her next plan. The sword-fighting competition she was going to participate in was in the Wanjian Spirit Realm ruled by her third disciple. She could go and meet him then...
"Don't worry, I'll take care of your swordsmanship!"
"Yeah! Guangguang believes in the master!"
The heavy sword kept nodding its hilt, as if nodding with its little head. Every move was very cute, forming a strong contrast with its domineering and terrifying appearance.
Jiang Deng put away the heavy sword and felt that the sword was filled with another force after its strength was restored to 90%.
It was the souls of ten thousand people and the evil cultivation accumulated by the four disciples over thousands of years. This power coincided with the part of her chaotic power that represented destruction.
Jiang Deng was moved. Perhaps, she could create another sword move of her own...
On the way thereafter, Jiang Deng rushed to the Taichu Sword Sect while pondering his sword moves.
A few days later, Jiang Deng finally arrived at Taichu Sword Sect.
From a distance, I saw that the mountain gate was unattended and extremely deserted.
Jiang Deng took a breath of cold air. What happened?
Could it be that during the days she was away, the Taichu Sword Sect was wiped out?
It shouldn't be so sudden...
Jiang Deng put away the Spirit Snake Boat, strode into the mountain gate, and headed towards the square of the main peak.
"Who is that person? How can he pretend like that?"
"You don't even know this, you're the Sword Master of our Ten Realms!"
"Which Sword Master?"
"How many Sword Masters are there in our Ten Realms? Only this one!"
…
A chaotic sound flooded into my ears.
Jiang Deng looked around and saw that all the disciples from various peaks of the Taichu Sword Sect were gathered in the square, talking and communicating with each other while looking up at the sky.
Jiang Deng also looked up curiously and saw a young man standing in the air.
He looked to be in his early twenties, with a stern face and sharp features. He was dressed in a black suit and held a long sword in his arms. His whole body was filled with sharp sword intent, and he looked like a sharp sword out of its sheath.
When Jiang Deng saw the man's face, he was stunned.
Isn’t this his third apprentice, Duan Chuan?
How come the third disciple came to her before she even went to look for him?
"If no one receives me anymore, don't blame me for wiping out the Taichu Sword Sect with one sword!"
Duan Chuan said with a cold expression and an arrogant tone.
As his words fell, a powerful sword energy swept over!
The disciples below the square spontaneously took out their own natal swords to resist. Those who were at the Jindan stage and above were fine and only took a few steps back.
However, some disciples with weaker cultivation base had their blood and qi surging in their chests, and they suffered severe injuries!
Jiang Deng: “…”
With the natural advantage of her chaotic body, she did not retreat at all, but she was quite shocked. She did not expect that after a thousand years of separation, the third disciple had become even more pretentious.
"stop!"
The next moment, the sect leader, Su Heng, flew up from below. He said to Duan Chuan respectfully, "Sword Master, why are you visiting our Taichu Sword Sect?"
Duan Chuan said coldly: "If I am fine, then I can't come?"
"Uh... this..."
Su Heng was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He had heard that Jian Zun was a very upright person and was very difficult to talk to. He didn't expect that he was so straightforward and didn't even use official language.
"Get out of the way! You're not worthy enough to be my opponent!"
Duan Chuan glanced at Duan Chuan, the long sword in his arms was not unsheathed, and the sharp sword intent was already rushing towards Su Heng!
Even though Su Heng had used all his spiritual power to resist the attack, his body still couldn't help but sway in the air, and a fishy and sweet taste surged in his throat.
"What about this old man?"
An old voice resounded over the Taichu Sword Sect.
Immediately afterwards, Xuan Lao, dressed in green, flashed into the sky. Although he closed his eyes, he still looked towards where Duan Chuan was.
"Even though you are the leader of the sword cultivators in the Ten Realms, it's not right for you to humiliate my Taichu Sword Sect like this, isn't it?"
Duan Chuan glanced up and down at Xuan Lao and sneered, "Hmph, a half-immortal who failed to transcend the tribulation? Interesting! If it were a thousand years ago, I might have been a little scared, but now your cultivation has regressed to the Return to Void Realm. How can you stop me?"
Xuan Lao smiled and said, "I have never said that I would stop Sword Master. If Sword Master is willing to tell you what you want, perhaps everyone will be happy."
Duan Chuan's eyes flashed with impatience, but in order to save time, he said directly: "Hand over the Hongmeng Spring, and I will leave without saying anything."
Hearing this, Su Heng's pupils shrank.
Hongmeng Spring?
How could the Sword Master know that their Taichu Sword Sect had the Hongmeng Spring?
This secret is unknown to anyone except their former sect leader and several peak masters!
Could it be that there is a traitor among the peak masters?
Su Heng couldn't help but send a message to Xuan Lao, "Ancestor, Hongmeng Spring is the foundation of our sect, we can't give it to him!"
Mr. Xuan said nothing, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
Below, when Jiang Deng heard Duan Chuan mention Hongmeng Spring, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The third disciple actually came for Hongmeng Spring?
Could it be... Jiang Deng remembered what Yun Bozhong said before his death, that the venerable-level adult would slaughter everyone on Zangfeng.
Venerable?
Indeed, as the third disciple of the Sword Master, he is indeed a powerful person at the level of the Master.
Obviously the truth has been revealed. Yun Bozhong got in touch with his third disciple and sold the news that Cangfeng had the divine treasure Hongmeng Spring to Duan Chuan.
This Yun Bozhong is really not honest even after he died!
Jiang Deng frowned, wishing he could kill Yun Bozhong a few more times, but it was too late. The most important thing now was how to solve the problem.
He looked up and continued to watch the confrontation above.
Jiang Deng had no expectations for Xuan Lao and Su Heng. After all, they were all cowards who bullied the weak and were bound to use Zang Feng in exchange for the safety of Taichu Sword Sect.
Sure enough, under Jiang Deng's gaze, Mr. Xuan slowly spoke.
"...Okay, I promise you. I only hope that Sword Master can keep his promise. Once you get the Hongmeng Spring, you will immediately leave the Taichu Sword Sect and not harm any of our disciples."
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