Chapter 20 Phoenix Sword Master
Bai Ziye brushed the dirt off his clothes. "Who knows, he's as cunning as a lotus root. But it's quite strange that Qinqin brought him to the Taixu Sect and even let us participate in the disciple exchange conference."
Even if Hua Buxiu possesses a strange fire that can be used to temper swords.
He made this decision all by himself without consulting the sect leader or elders.
Jiang Xianwan looked listless, but his mood improved somewhat when he saw the lit-up communication jade slip.
"Qinqin said that the elders were very satisfied. Hua Buxiu breathed fire all night last night and will definitely not be able to come back."
If that's the case... then they can rest assured.
The four were not happy that their master might be some reclusive master; instead, they were all relieved to finally get rid of this burden who always beat them up.
Who cares, as long as they can attend the conference!
Thinking that there were many good things in the Taixu Sect's secret realm, Bai Ziye's expression softened, and he regained his carefree and leisurely demeanor with his eyebrows curved.
Ha! This is probably karma!
While everyone on the broken hill raised their glasses in celebration, the atmosphere on the other hill was far less relaxed.
Phoenix Terrace.
Two long lines, like dragons, stretched from the courtyard to the winding mountain road, creating a lively and bustling scene that seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.
At this time, all the disciples from various peaks who should have been in class gathered at Fengyi Terrace.
They were all holding various ritual implements in their hands, and all had excited expressions on their faces, as if they were in high spirits because of a happy occasion.
After all, to be able to meet their own Sword Master, who was said to be wandering the world, and to have the Sword Master personally temper their wives for free, was truly a great joy from heaven.
A dozen or so elders sat around a large round table, enjoying their breakfast and milk tea in high spirits.
They chatted about everything under the sun, enjoying themselves immensely.
On the main seat of the Phoenix Terrace sat a tall, handsome man, about twenty-five years old, with a bewitching and beautiful appearance.
He was bound tightly by eight chains covered with a thin layer of ice.
Except for his mouth, he was unable to move his entire body.
However, its mouth is like a whirlwind.
"Fuck your dad!"
"We were on fire all night!"
"You bunch of bastards, at least give me something to eat!"
"Get lost! Take your broken sword away!"
The disciple in front of him, seeing him cursing, opened his innocent eyes and said, "Please stop cursing. You could have tempered my sword while you were cursing."
"Get the hell out of here!"
"You wicked disciples! Don't let me catch you! You've rebelled against the Heavenly Gang!"
Watching the bustling, noisy scene resembling a market fair, Qinqin silently stepped back a little.
He had only recently learned that the ordinary-looking young man on the neighboring hill was their Fengyi Sword Master, which shocked him greatly.
Elder Tie remained unmoved and kindly advised, "Sword Master, you must settle old scores, mustn't you?"
Elder He took a sip of milk tea and raised his voice resentfully, "Sword Venerable Fengyi damaged many good things on our peak. It's worth 190,000 spirit stones, and we haven't paid back a single one yet."
Elder Liu wiped away non-existent tears. "He drew a Yin-Yang array that covered our mountain, causing my disciples to lose their Yin-Yang balance, turning men into women and women into men."
Elder Wu took out an account book and looked at it again and again. "He burned two thousand of our top-grade talisman papers!"
Elder Ming suddenly felt that the steamed bun in his hand no longer tasted good. He beat his chest and stamped his feet, "He uprooted ten acres of our spirit fields and stole one hundred and twenty-eight bottles of our grade-five pills!"
"He pried off the ancient glass beads on the ceiling of the main hall, and they haven't been returned to this day!"
"He roasted a total of 432 spirit beasts and plucked the fur from 95 of them."
"He destroyed a third of the Sanskrit jade pendant!"
"He added two strokes to the inscription on the Tianci Stele, and a mountain peak almost collapsed to the ground!"
The disciples: "..."
Is this really their Phoenix Sword Master?
Or were they spies sent from the North?
Another elder added fuel to the fire, saying, "The Phoenix Sword Master burned half the mountain, and it's still barren now, not a single blade of grass grows there."
Another elder ground his teeth together, saying, "The sect leader said that it is only right to pay back debts. Even if you are the Sword Master, this matter should be settled."
The Phoenix Sword Master, having ascended halfway, holds a position in the two realms and three domains that is no less than that of the two Emperors.
Their ability to cause trouble... is equally unfathomable!
Although he did not hold any official position, it is said that even their Emperor would give him a wide berth due to his style.
However, the past events were infamous, and they destroyed countless treasures of the sect.
He's already lost everything at Fengyi Terrace, except for the plaque. He's even taken down the windows, and that's not even a tenth of what he lost.
Even the sect leader had to treat him with utmost respect, addressing him as Sword Master and pulling out several thick books of compensation bills.
Unable to afford the compensation, the Phoenix Sword Master stepped on the sect's spirit tablet and sneered, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't underestimate a young man's potential!"
A dozen or so inner sect elders, enraged by his utterly worthless boasting, defied their superiors and surrounded him.
Good heavens, we can't beat them, we simply can't beat them.
Especially his little fire, which can't be extinguished with water, and even a tiny bit of it will give you a headache.
He finally realized that he had been expelled from the sect, occupied the dilapidated hill next door, and shamelessly declared that he would not come back until he paid off his debts!
That's not expelling himself from the sect, it's clearly him not wanting to pay back the money and running away!
On that day, the sect leader and more than a dozen inner sect elders all shed tears of emotion.
A Mercedes-Benz.
At least the scourge is gone.
As long as he doesn't come back to cause trouble, they barely bother with him.
The Phoenix Sword Master changed his appearance and settled down on the broken mountain next door.
Unexpectedly, in the past year, on a whim, he took on four apprentices.
The elders felt a pang of heartache and sadness at the sight of the four little ones dressed in tattered clothes, who looked as if they were practically scavenging for scraps.
This isn't taking on apprentices, it's clearly finding four free laborers!
They couldn't stand it any longer and negotiated with Fengyi more than a dozen times, wanting Su Qingliu and the others to acknowledge their ancestors and return to their clan.
Fengyi was having a great time beating her apprentices, and with free labor at her disposal, she was so happy that she didn't want to leave.
Fortunately, these four kids had big ideas and dared to do it.
They conspired to drug Fengyi and then delivered her to Qinqin overnight.
A promising talent!
Finally, someone stepped in to deal with him.
The justice of Heaven is clear, and cause and effect will prevail!
However, the plan was originally to make things easier for them to participate in the conference.
Even if the Phoenix Sword Master is unreliable, his four little brats are still one of his own.
Now that things have come to this, it's only natural that we should acknowledge our ancestors and return to our roots.
There are also the spirit stones and resources that the sect gives to its disciples every month, especially for those who are personally trained, which is a considerable sum.
I was afraid that the Phoenix Sword Master would snatch it away, so I could only save it up first.
Unexpectedly, the four little ones gave them such a big surprise.
It's getting cold, time to settle old scores.
Most importantly, the disciples' swords... really... need to be tempered.
Two months from now, there will be a grand competition between the North and South.
In every aspect, we should strive to improve as much as possible to the extreme.
Most of the elders knew about the great achievements of the Phoenix Sword Master in recent years.
When the disciples first saw the legendary Sword Master, they were filled with admiration. However, after hearing the elders recount the Sword Master's past misdeeds, their illusions shattered.
Suddenly, even Hua Buxiu's gaze changed.
They stood in line with unwavering determination, vowing to wait until he breathed fire.
Hua Buxiu felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at.
"I didn't come back on my own! Let go! I want to go back!"
"Go back? You said back then that you wouldn't come back if you couldn't pay it back. Fine, where's the money?"
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