Chongguangjian timidly said: "Master, you don't know something. After you failed to overcome the tribulation in your previous life, all the spiritual weapons on your body were divided up by your disciples, and I fell into the hands of your third disciple, Duan Chuan."
"Dan Chuan forced me to recognize him as his master, but I refused to obey, so he separated my sword heart and merged it into his natal sword, thus taking away my title of sacred weapon."
"Then he threw me into the Nine Nether Cold Pond in order to refine me. I stayed in the Nine Nether Cold Pond for a thousand years, and the sword was seriously damaged and almost turned into a piece of scrap metal."
"Later, your disciple Ye Guyen stole me out of the Jiuyou Cold Pond under the orders of his master. You killed Ye Guyen again, so that you could be reunited with your master!"
Having said this, Chongguang Sword was also very angry.
I think back then, it was the first of the top ten ancient artifacts!
Now it has fallen to this point...
"Third disciple?"
Jiang Deng narrowed his eyes slightly, a chill flashing in his eyes.
This coincided with her next plan. The sword discussion conference she was going to attend was in the Ten Thousand Swords Spiritual Domain ruled by her third disciple. She would be able to meet him then...
"Don't worry, just keep your sword and wrap it around me!"
"Yeah! Just trust the master!"
The heavy light sword kept tapping the hilt, as if nodding with its little head. Every move was very cute, which formed a strong contrast with its domineering and terrifying appearance.
Jiang Deng put away the heavy lightsaber and felt that the heavy lightsaber, which had returned to 90% strength, was filled with another force.
It was the ten thousand souls and the evil cultivation accumulated by the four disciples for thousands of years. This power coincided with the part of her power of chaos that represented destruction.
Jiang Deng was moved. Perhaps, she could create another sword move of her own...
On the way after that, Jiang Deng was pondering the sword moves while rushing to the Taichu Sword Sect.
A few days later, Jiang Deng finally arrived at Taichu Sword Sect.
From a distance, I saw that there was no one guarding the mountain gate, and it was extremely deserted.
Jiang Deng took a breath of cold air, what's going on?
Is it possible that in the past few days since she left, the Taichu Sword Sect had its family exterminated?
It shouldn't be so sudden...
Jiang Deng put away the spirit snake boat, strode into the mountain gate, and headed to the square of the main peak.
"Who is that person? He can pretend so well?"
"You don't even know this, our Sword Master from the Ten Domains!"
"Which sword master?"
"How many sword masters are there in our ten regions? This is the only one!"
…
Noisy sounds flooded into the ears.
Jiang Deng looked around and saw all the disciples from all peaks of the Taichu Sword Sect gathered in the square, talking and exchanging while looking up at the sky.
Jiang Deng also looked up curiously and saw a young man standing in the air.
He looks like he is in his early twenties, with a stern face and sharp edges. He is dressed in a black suit and holds an unsheathed long sword in his arms. The whole body is filled with sharp sword intent, and his whole body is like a ghost.
The scabbard is like a sharp sword.
When Jiang Deng saw this man's face, he was stunned.
Isn't this his third apprentice, Duan Chuan?
Why didn't she go to find her third apprentice, but he came to her on his own?
"If no one receives me anymore, don't blame me for wiping out the Taichu Sword Sect with one sword!"
Duan Chuan's expression was cold and his tone was arrogant.
As his words fell, a powerful sword energy swept over him!
The disciples below the square invariably took out their natal swords to resist. Those who were at the level of Dan Formation and above were okay and just took a few steps back.
However, some disciples with weak cultivation levels actually had blood surge in their chests and were directly hit hard!
Jiang Deng: "..."
With the natural advantage of the chaotic body, she did not retreat at all, but she was quite shocked. She did not expect that after a thousand years of separation, the third apprentice would pretend even more.
"stop!"
The next moment, Su Heng, as the sect leader, flew up from below. He said to Duan Chuan with a respectful expression: "I don't know why Sword Master came to my Taichu Sword Sect?"
Duan Chuan said coldly: "I can't come if I have nothing to do?"
"Uh...this..."
Su Heng was so anxious that he was covered in cold sweat. He had long heard that Jian Zun was an upright person and extremely difficult to talk to. He didn't expect that he would be so outspoken and not even use official accent.
"Get out of the way! You are not worthy to be my opponent!"
Duan Chuan glanced at Duan Chuan, the sword in his arms was not unsheathed, and the sharp sword intent was already rushing towards Su Heng!
Even though Su Heng had used all his spiritual power to resist the blow, his figure still couldn't help but swayed in mid-air, and a sweet smell came out of his throat.
"What about the old man?"
An old voice resounded in the sky above Taichu Sword Sect.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Xuan, who was dressed in green clothes, flashed up to the sky. Although his eyes were tightly closed, he still looked towards Duan Chuan's position.
"Sword Master, although you are the leader of sword cultivators in the ten domains, wouldn't it be wrong to humiliate Taichu Sword Sect like this?"
Duan Chuan glanced at Mr. Xuan up and down, and sneered, "Humph, a half-immortal who failed to overcome the tribulation? Interesting! If it were a thousand years ago, I might have been afraid, but now your cultivation has regressed to the realm of returning to the virtual world, how can you stop it?
Can you live with me?"
Xuan Lao smiled and said: "I never said that I would stop the Sword Master. If the Sword Master is willing to express your request, maybe everyone will be happy."
A hint of impatience flashed in Duan Chuan's eyes, but in order to save time, he said directly: "Hand over Hongmeng Spring, I will turn around and leave without saying a word."
Hearing this, Su Heng's pupils shrank.
Hongmeng Spring?
How could the Sword Master know that their Taichu Sword Sect had the Hongmeng Spring?
Except for their successive sect masters and several peak masters, no one else knows about such secrets!
It can't be that there's a mole in the peak master, right?
Su Heng couldn't help but send a message to Mr. Xuan, "Ancestor, Hongmeng Spring is the foundation of our sect, we can't leave it to him!"
Mr. Xuan remained silent and frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking about something.
Below, when Jiang Deng heard Duan Chuan mention Hongmeng Spring, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The third disciple came here for Hongmeng Spring?
Could it be... Jiang Deng remembered what Yun Bozhong said before his death, that the venerable-level man would massacre everyone in Zangfeng.
His Holiness?
Indeed, as the third disciple of the Sword Master, he is indeed a strong man at the level of the Master.
Obviously the truth has been revealed, Yun Bozhong took advantage of the three apprentices and sold the news to Duan Chuan about the Hongmeng Spring, a god-level treasure in the hidden peak.
This Yun Bozhong is really dishonest even if he dies!
Jiang Deng frowned, wishing to kill Yun Bozhong a few more times, but it was already too late. The most important thing now was how to solve the problem.
He raised his head and continued to look at the confrontation above.
Jiang Deng had no expectations for Mr. Xuan and Su Heng. After all, they were all bullies who feared the strong. They would definitely use Hidden Peak to exchange for the safety of the Taichu Sword Sect.
Sure enough, under Jiang Deng's gaze, Mr. Xuan slowly spoke.
"...Okay, I promise you. I just hope that the sword master can keep his promise. Once he gets the Hongmeng Spring, he will leave Taichu Sword Sect immediately and don't hurt any of my disciples."