The reason is simple: the disciples there are too low-key, and their way of doing things is completely different from that of modern people.
Moreover, there is no way to become a disciple!
The Sword Dao Pavilion does not accept outsiders. The only way to accept disciples is for the master to go down the mountain and find a suitable disciple himself.
Also, few people know the sect’s exact address!
There are countless rumors about Jiandao Pavilion on the Internet, but nine out of ten of them are false, and are just speculations compiled by countless netizens and writers.
In short, this group of people is very mysterious and isolated from the world, just like the ancient and undiscovered heritage in fairy tales.
"drink!"
Suddenly, a sharp roar pierced the sky.
Everyone looked back and saw a young man leaping into the air in the Sword Dao Pavilion, holding a silver sword in his hand and slashing horizontally.
Zheng——
The terrifying sword energy condensed into a solid silver light, more than fifty meters long, twisting away like a crescent moon.
Bang——
A fourth-level ancient demon was hit, and its huge body fell heavily backwards, causing the entire ancient demon tide to be delayed for two seconds!
"The peak of the ninth level of the Soul Tempering Realm!" Yuan Wusha's eyes were filled with astonishment.
Chen Zhong was also a little amazed, "There are indeed many geniuses and evildoers in this world, and there are always higher mountains than the other."
They were so shocked not because of the boy's realm, but because of his immature appearance. If they were not mistaken, the boy who killed the fourth-level ancient demon with this sword... was only about fifteen years old!
The young man looked very proud, but he had reason to be proud.
However, although his sword strike was impressive, its actual effect was not very good, and it angered several fourth-level ancient demons.
So the ancient demon tide surged faster and more happily!
The boy's face turned pale, he cursed vaguely, then turned and ran away.
Through drone broadcasts, viewers across the country were watching a thrilling chase, and their hearts seemed to be racing along with it.
On the palace walls, the three giants were speechless.
"Why did these people from Jiandao Pavilion show up at this time?" Yang Fu rubbed his temples. "They're just looking for trouble!"
"That's fine, it'll make things more difficult for them. But that young man, he must be the old Sword Saint's grandson, right? He seems to be called the Little Sword Saint in their pavilion?" Emperor Yu Yongren said, "Fifteen years old, at the peak of the Lesser Accomplishment Realm... Tsk tsk, that old fellow has been in seclusion for years, and no one knows when he'll emerge."
Yang Fu echoed, "The day we emerge from seclusion should be the day the old Sword Saint and his companions ascend the Heavenly Ladder to the Upper Realm. No one has climbed the Heavenly Ladder in so many years. The Upper Realm probably thinks that there are no more talented people like us, right?"
"Haha, if you ask the ceiling of the lower realm, it still belongs to our Palace Master Ni. He was able to climb the ladder to heaven more than ten years ago. If it weren't for the mission of the Tianyan Palace in the upper realm, he would have disappeared long ago!"
Xu Xiaodao seemed lost in thought, still paying attention to the young swordsman Jinhua. "Deep within the Qian Ge Ancient Battlefield lies the Ancient Soul Heart, which can temper one's will and sharpen one's Dao heart. They might be here for this item. Jinhua is at the peak of the Minor Success Realm, and could use this item to break through to the Soul Tempering Realm."
"These guys don't come down the mountain for a whole year. If they do, it's to look for treasures to fleece. If it weren't for the huge contribution of the Sword Dao Pavilion to the Demon Cave every year, I would really have to discuss it with them." Yu Yongren curled his lips and shook his head. He didn't act like an emperor at all in front of his friends at the same level.
Because he understood that the so-called secular identity did not mean much in the world of spiritual warriors, especially in front of the masters at the Grandmaster level.
Others respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Being the Human Emperor is one thing, but his powerful strength at the eighth level of Grandmaster Realm is the foundation!
Master Yang is the national teacher and his old friend for many years. When there are no outsiders around, there is naturally nothing to worry about.
As for Xu Xiaodao, although he is only at the first level of Grandmaster Realm, everyone knows that he can fight as well as the sixth or seventh level. Once he lets go of the suppression, it is not a dream for him to rush to the ninth level of Grandmaster Realm.
Now we can see who the little prince Yu Qixuan learned his temper from.
Rumor has it that Yu Yongren actually didn't want to be an emperor back then. He just wanted to practice cultivation and travel around the world. Unfortunately, his two brothers and his father all died in the battle, leaving him as an only son.
He couldn't risk the Yu family becoming extinct, could he?
Only then did he reluctantly become the emperor. Yu Yongren often said that if governing the country had not delayed his cultivation, he would have entered the upper realm to broaden his horizons long ago.
"ah--"
Suddenly, exclamations erupted from the crowd.
They all broke out in cold sweats as they watched a snowflake on the big screen.
Inside the ancient battlefield.
boom--
A fourth-level ancient demon jumped out of the ancient demon tide, crashed into a drone in mid-air, and landed five hundred meters in front of Chen Zhong and others.
There was no doubt that everyone was surrounded.
If you run any further, you will be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.
"What a coincidence." Chen Zhong said to Yu Qixuan and others who were approaching.
Yu Qixuan's eyebrows were a little tired, "What an unexpected disaster!"
"What's going on?" Yuan Wusha asked vigilantly, carrying a long spear.
Yu Qiya, standing next to her, flapped her hands and panted. "We were fighting the ancient demon, but unexpectedly, the people from the Sword Dao Pavilion showed up and brought out four fourth-level ancient demons from underground. The key is that they kept following us! Ugh, how infuriating!"
The well-educated Yu Qiya couldn't help but complain, and she obviously didn't like the behavior of Jiandao Pavilion.
The surrounding ancient demons stopped their attacks, as if they were waiting for orders from the four fourth-level ancient demons.
"Everyone, I'm really sorry." At this time, a middle-aged man from the Kendo Pavilion said with a fist clasped.
"Tsk, what's there to apologize for?" Young Sword Saint Jinhua whispered, "We in the Sword Dao Pavilion don't need anyone else's consent to do anything!"
The middle-aged man frowned, but because Jinhua was the grandson of the old Pavilion Master, he had to give up.
"We'll talk about the apology later." Yu Qixuan snorted, full of anger.
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