Yang Sheng was resolute; if nothing could shake his mind, Xiang Wan would have no chance to use her dream-making technique.
She prefers bloodless victory to actual fighting.
Yang Sheng's family is probably a source of eternal pain in his heart. The reason he has been diligently cultivating for so many years is likely because he harbors a strong desire to avenge his family.
Now that Xiang Wan has brought up the old story again, Yang Sheng doesn't believe it and instead becomes wary.
"Please look, benefactor, what is this?"
Mo Xie was taken out and thrown towards Yang Sheng.
"Mo Xie? You killed Shen Beiming?"
Yang Sheng wasn't stupid. The appearance of such a valuable sword from the Pingyang Sect at the competition venue could only mean one thing: that Shen Guang gave it to Shen Beiming for self-defense.
Shen Beiming always valued his possessions highly, and he would rather destroy them than leave them to others, let alone complete strangers. Now that the sword is here, the only possibility is that Shen Beiming is dead and Mo Xie has changed hands.
The tremor of the sword's edge indicated that Yang Sheng had murderous intent.
Xiang Wan chuckled and sneered, "Benefactor Yang, do you wish to avenge the son of the man who wiped out your family?"
Yang Sheng's eyes flashed coldly, and without the slightest wavering, he slowly drew his sword.
His sword was just a sharp blade made of ordinary ore, but because he polished it frequently and absorbed the yin energy of ghosts and demons, it exuded a chilling aura and at first glance looked like a divine weapon.
"Benefactor Yang has never used Ghost Mountain, has he?"
Yang Sheng frowned, Xiang Wan shook her head, and continued, "No wonder, the poor Yang family members, even in death they cannot find peace."
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