In the desolate mountains, someone was fiercely fighting a group of demonic beasts. It was a man dressed in white, holding a folding fan, surrounded by countless pink petals. The petals were as sharp as blades, like streaks of red shooting stars in the night sky, piercing through the countless attacking demonic beasts.
Screams rang out continuously, and countless monsters fell, but there were simply too many of them.
Despite the white-robed man's fierce fighting, the number of demonic beasts did not decrease but rather increased.
"Whoosh—whoosh—"
Xu Mubai gasped for breath. The demonic beasts he had killed had piled up on the ground into mountains, the earth rumbling and countless dark clouds surging in from the sky. Tens of millions of demonic beasts were attacking from all directions. Xu Mubai's strength was exhausted, and even the pills he carried were all used up. These demonic beasts were going to wear him down to death.
Ants can kill an elephant if they are numerous enough.
He ended up here while searching for some ancient ruins; this place was clearly a den of monsters.
Various kinds of demonic beasts, each covered in armor that looked like rocks, with sharp mouthparts extending from their mouths. These demonic beasts were extremely ugly in appearance, but they were all powerful. Even the weakest of them were at the Nascent Soul stage, and their numbers were so numerous that it made one's scalp tingle.
Am I really going to perish here?
Xu Mubai's eyes flashed with that beautiful figure. No, he couldn't die here; he hadn't found her yet.
He became agitated, and deep within his heart, the dormant darkness began to stir again.
Just then, a terrifying aura enveloped the heavens and the earth, and countless flying swords fell like a torrential rain. The number of these flying swords was truly terrifying, like meteors from outer space. A flying sword pierced through the body of a demon beast, and the demon beast didn't even have time to scream before it was completely annihilated. In the end, all the demon beasts in the world were killed, leaving not even fragments behind.
Su Mubai stared blankly at the sky, where a figure stood beneath the enormous full moon.
It was a boy dressed in white, who looked to be about twelve years old. His long, jet-black hair was tied into a long ponytail, with a red ribbon hanging down his back. His features were very delicate, with light-colored, clear, and clean golden eyes. There was a red beauty mark at the corner of his left eye, and his expression was arrogant. He was dressed in snow-white robes, and wore a golden lock with a ruyi pattern on his chest.
The young man exuded an extremely powerful aura, and Su Mubai was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.
He gazed at the boy, and for some reason, a strange emotion welled up in his heart. The emotion was indescribable, as if he had seen a lost treasure return to his side, and he almost wanted to cry tears of joy.
The white-clad youth gracefully landed in front of Xu Mubai. Xu Mubai was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and immediately bowed.
"Junior thanks senior for saving me."
Feng Chu felt a little awkward looking at Xu Mubai, who addressed him as "senior," but there was nothing wrong with him calling him "senior."
Now, compared to his age, he looks like a baby.
This thought surprised Feng Chu again; he realized he was already so old.
Yes, he's over a million years old.
He's an old monster, an old monster with a baby face.
Feng Chu touched his still slightly chubby cheek with one hand, then quickly put his hand down, adopting the posture of a wise and experienced senior.
"What's your name?" Feng Chu asked Xu Mubai, feigning ignorance.
"This junior is Xu Mubai," Xu Mubai replied honestly.
Feng Chu stared intently at Xu Mubai for a long time, making Xu Mubai's scalp tingle. What did this senior want to do to him?
"Would you like to become my disciple?" Feng Chu asked.
Becoming an apprentice?
This was somewhat sudden for Xu Mubai. He didn't know why, but upon seeing the white-robed youth, he felt an overwhelming joy, even forgetting about A Yao. If he became this youth's disciple, he could follow him, right? After a moment of stunned silence, Xu Mubai said happily:
"Master, please accept my bow!"
After saying this, he was about to kowtow. But before his knees even touched the ground, he was lifted up by a gentle force.
Feng Chuqing coughed and said:
"Your master doesn't like kneeling, so you don't need to kneel."
"Yes, Master," Xu Mubai said with a smile.
Feng Chu looked at Xu Mubai, who was covered in blood and looked miserable. With a wave of his hand, golden light enveloped Xu Mubai, and all of Xu Mubai's injuries were healed, even his clothes became spotless.
"Thank you, Master, for healing my injuries," Xu Mubai said happily.
"Alright, now that you've accepted me as your master, your master should tell you some things. Your master's surname is Feng, and my given name is Chu. I am known as the Sword Saint throughout the myriad realms." Feng Chu crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and looked proud.
Long, long ago, Lou Munan also had the title of Sword Saint.
At that time, he was still called Gongsun Nan.
But he has long been forgotten.
No one knows that trillions of years ago, there was a man called Gongsun Nan who was known as the Sword Saint.
When Feng Chu first entered the Immortal Emperor realm, others called him Little Sword God. This was because his master, Xie Chen, was a Sword God, hence the title Little Sword God. However, Feng Chu disliked the title Little Sword God. Why was the "Little" added? Because he didn't like the title, so later everyone changed it and called him Sword Saint.
“Your master is a disciple of the Sword God Palace, and your grandmaster Xie Chen is the Palace Master of the Sword God Palace. I have never taken on a disciple before, so you are my eldest disciple,” Feng Chu said with a smile.
Xu Mubai has not yet become an immortal; he is only at the Mahayana stage of cultivation. However, he has already heard of the Sword Saint's reputation.
The Immortal Emperor's master was actually Feng Chu, one of the two Immortal Emperors of the Sword God Palace.
Xu Mubai was very shocked.
Seeing the shocked expression on Xu Mubai's face, Feng Chu asked proudly, "What? Are you scared stiff?"
"This disciple never expected to be accepted as the Immortal Emperor's eldest disciple; it feels like a dream," Xu Mubai said with a smile, his heart filled with excitement.
Feng Chu reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying:
"Don't worry, you will definitely become a Celestial Emperor in the future."
"Master thinks so highly of me?" Xu Mubai asked.
Feng Chu laughed and said, "Of course, your master has a sharp eye for people. Alright, alright, master, I'll give you some gifts to mark our meeting."
Feng Chu opened his storage space, from which a silver longsword flew out. The longsword, like a rainbow, circled in the sky, its light illuminating the heavens and earth, dazzlingly bright.
Then, the sword light slowly dimmed before flying towards Xu Mubai and landing in his hand. Xu Mubai gripped the silver-white longsword, gazing at its blade, which reflected magnificent landscapes. He heard Feng Chu say:
"This sword is called the Mountain and River Sword. I'm giving it to you as a gift to become my disciple."
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