Ouyang Jingfeng snorted coldly, and an invisible pressure was quietly released, instantly silencing the noisy discussions.
"Fellow Daoist Qianhe, please be careful with your words! How can you rashly decide the ownership of a divine artifact?"
His sharp gaze swept across the entire arena. "However, this tournament is not limited to the reward of the Divine Artifact Illusion. Those who make it into the final top ten can enter the Scripture Pavilion of my Azure Sky Sword Pavilion and freely choose any sword immortal technique to study!"
Upon hearing this, some disciples and their sect leaders were instantly overwhelmed with joy, and most of the doubts and complaints vanished in an instant.
To be honest, although they came to participate in this conference, they didn't have much hope for the final outcome of the Void Illusion.
After all, when it comes to swordsmanship talent, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion are undoubtedly number one, and it would be difficult for others to compete with them.
And almost no one believed that Sword Pavilion would hand over the Void Illusion to someone else so easily...
Of the ninety-nine divine artifacts in the world, Konghuan ranks eighteenth on the Nine Continents Divine Artifacts List. Among sword-type divine artifacts, it is among the top three, making it a weapon that all sword cultivators in the world dream of.
Even though the Azure Sky Sword Pavilion is the foremost swordsmanship sect in the world, it wouldn't be so generous as to release a divine artifact that could be considered its most prized possession as a reward.
Compared to that, the sword techniques in the Scripture Pavilion... can only be considered a barely acceptable reward.
Ouyang Jingfeng's words greatly eased the tense atmosphere that Qianhe Daoist had deliberately created.
Seeing that the situation had finally calmed down and Daoist Qianhe stopped causing trouble, Ouyang Jingfeng's gaze returned to Ning Yuyao, his gentle smile returning to his face, his tone carrying the concern of an elder:
“Nephew Ning, this boy’s injuries are quite severe and he needs immediate medical attention. It would be inconvenient for you, a young woman, to treat him. Why not entrust him to me? I will personally take care of him and ensure his safety. I will also have a good talk with him. It’s a real pity that such talent is buried in the martial world…”
Upon hearing this, alarm bells immediately went off in Nie Qingshuang's mind!
That old scoundrel Ouyang, his true colors have finally been revealed! He's clearly trying to snatch Shen Yunhao away as his disciple!
Although we don't know what connection this guy has with Kong Huan, if he succeeds, Kong Huan will definitely become a possession of the Sword Pavilion!
Thinking of this, Nie Qingshuang interrupted without hesitation.
“I appreciate Pavilion Master Ouyang’s kindness! But this young man in disguise is the husband of Ning Yuyao, a disciple of my Qingyou Palace. His participation in the competition in disguise is disrespectful to the Sword Pavilion. My Guanghan Palace will take him back and discipline him strictly. There’s no need for Pavilion Master Ouyang to trouble himself!”
These words shocked everyone present.
"Huh...huh? My husband?"
"Fairy Ning is already married?!"
"Holy crap! I heard she got married, but wasn't her husband a good-for-nothing from the mortal realm? How did she become..."
"Wow! I'm doomed! I feel like I've been dumped!"
"Get lost! You've been dumped 360 times a year..."
Nie Qingshuang's words instantly sparked countless discussions, and many male cultivators were heartbroken, staring in disbelief at Ning Yuyao holding Shen Yunhao on the arena.
In the first two phases, there were indeed rumors that Ning Yuyao and Superman Qiang had joined forces to comprehend swordsmanship, but no one expected that the two would have this kind of relationship...
Ouyang Jingfeng's smile froze completely, and his eyes twitched almost imperceptibly.
He was secretly annoyed. He had just gotten rid of the aggressive Qianhe, and now the protective Nie Qingshuang had jumped out.
After a moment's thought, he said directly, "Palace Master Nie is mistaken. This boy has exceptional talent and is also destined for divine artifacts. If he stays in my Sword Pavilion, his future achievements will be limitless. After all, Guanghan Palace only accepts female disciples. If we forcibly take him back to Yunzhou, wouldn't that delay his future?"
Nie Qingshuang opened her mouth, but for a moment she was speechless.
The Moon Palace... does indeed only accept female disciples; the rules are there, and there's no reasoning with that...
“Pavilion Master Ouyang, your words are inappropriate…” Just then, Murong Xi, who was standing next to him, said with a smile, “How can a loving couple be separated so easily? Zhongzhou and Yunzhou are tens of thousands of miles apart. Isn’t the Pavilion Master’s action going to tear this perfect couple apart? Although my Guanghan Palace does not accept male disciples, we have our own ways to find him a good teacher. There’s no need for the Pavilion Master to trouble himself!”
Oh wow... Such a loving couple, it's not fair of you to break them up, old man.
"Hey! That's wrong! Cultivation is the most important thing..."
"Hey! That's not right! Love is everything..."
Seeing that the two forces were almost at loggerheads over the fight for the person, the green-robed elder of Medicine King Valley finally couldn't stand it any longer and stood up to smooth things over:
"Pavilion Master Ouyang, Palace Master Nie, please calm down! This boy is currently seriously injured and unconscious. His life is at stake. As for where he goes in the future, it is ultimately his own choice. In my opinion, it would be better for Junior Nephew Ning to take him down to heal his injuries first. After he recovers and regains his senses, he can then decide where he wants to go. What do you think?"
The elder in the green robe stroked his beard and smiled, "I think that given your status, you two would not do anything to force us to do something we cannot accept, would you?"
His words were perfectly tactful, giving both sides a way out while also putting the decision-making power back to Shen Yunhao himself.
Ouyang Jingfeng and Nie Qingshuang exchanged a glance, both seeing the determination in each other's eyes.
But the elder of Medicine King Valley is right; arguing further will only make the situation more unpleasant.
Ouyang Jingfeng pondered: The true form of the Void Illusion is in the Sword Pavilion. If this kid wants to possess the complete Void Illusion, he will inevitably choose to stay in the Sword Pavilion...
Nie Qingshuang was thinking the same thing: Hehe, with the relationship between these two young people, as long as Yao'er is around, how could this kid possibly fly away?
"good!"
"Can!"
The two agreed almost simultaneously, which can be considered a temporary compromise.
Ouyang Jingfeng took a deep breath, suppressing his displeasure, and was about to announce that the tournament would continue and restore order to the loser's bracket.
Sudden!
"Reporting—Lord!"
A hurried and panicked shout came from the entrance of the Xuanlei Pavilion! An elder from the Cangqiong Sword Pavilion, his face ashen, rushed in, covered in dust, not even bothering to bow, his voice trembling and echoing throughout the hall:
"Sect Master! Seniors! Something terrible has happened! A major incident has occurred in Wanren City!"
The sudden turn of events immediately drew everyone's attention. Ouyang Jingfeng frowned and asked, "What is it?"
"During today's competition, countless demonic vines suddenly rose from the Sword-Asking Platform in the city, killing many spectators! Huang Wenlong, the young master of the Xuanhuang Sect, has unfortunately perished. The sect master, Huang Shunan, is currently demanding an explanation from the elders of the pavilion. We urge the pavilion master to make a decision quickly!"
"Whoosh..."
The entire Xuanlei Pavilion was instantly thrown into an uproar!
Such a horrific bloodbath occurred at the headquarters of the Azure Sky Sword Pavilion during the Sword Tournament, where heroes from all over the world gathered.
On the high platform, the expressions of the high-ranking members of each sect changed drastically, and they all stood up.
Only in the Tai Xuan Dao Sect's viewing area, in a corner unnoticed by anyone, did the cold smile on Daoist Qianhe's lips quietly expand.
"The show is about to begin!"
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