In front of the long pavilion at the foot of the mountain, Sword Master Yu stood holding his sword, facing the east.
His eyes were tightly closed, a bluish aura at the center of his brow shone like a mystical eye. Suddenly, his brows furrowed sharply, and his eyes opened wide!
Three Protectors stood under the pavilion.
Yun Rong looked curiously at the ever-flickering blue aura at Sword Master Yu’s brow and couldn’t help but ask, "Sect Master?"
The blue aura in Sword Master Yu’s eyes intensified, as if a python was slithering across his gaze.
His cold and stern face was as unyielding as a rock in the cold wind, and he said in a deep voice, "Soone has unlocked the sword seal of the ’Supre Dao Pure Sword Technique.’
Fengyi Sword’s Shen Zhan exclaid, "So fast."
From the opening of the Sword Pavilion until now, it had only been the ti of two sticks of incense; this reading speed had even broken the record of the senior brother.
Qu He Star was also astonished.
This year’s batch of new disciples undergoing the mountain trial had talents and spirit roots of superior quality.
However, to say they could unlock the sword seal within the ti of two incense sticks was obviously lacking.
Shen Zhan’s expression was montarily dazed, then as if recalling sothing, he hesitated and said, "Could it be the Young Master..."
Sword Master Yu’s deeply furrowed brow was noticed by Yun Rong, who thought for a mont and said:
"The Young Master, having been a companion of books since childhood and possessing a photographic mory talent, though his early talent was not excellent.
But over the past two hundred years, perhaps Lady Ying Ji has taught him extrely well. Although late bloors are few, the Young Master is exceptionally gifted, so it’s not impossible."
Sword Master Yu snorted coldly, and said, "She can teach well? What can she teach well? Her mastery of the Central Netherworld’s Deceitful Dao life and death arts is profound and unfathomable, but the superior swordsmanship of the righteous path that even I failed to teach, how could she train soone in it?"
Yun Rong knew that over the years, the Sect Master had been particularly sensitive to the na Ying Ji, yet unaware of how it could ignite such irritation.
After the cold snort, the hard face of Sword Master Yu cald sowhat, his gaze concealing complex emotions unknown to others.
Shen Zhan glanced at the Sect Master, whispering: "Sect Master, the Young Master is ultimately the rightful heir to Tianxi Road. If he can really cultivate the Supre Dao Pure Sword Technique and make so fortune out of it, it would indeed be a blessing for Tianxi."
Qu He Star, not expecting much from the Young Master who abandoned Tianxi at a young age to beco the Crown Prince in the Central Netherworld.
But the Supre Dao Pure Sword Technique holds extraordinary significance for the Xijian Sect; even if Ying Xiu is not well-liked, he is ultimately the Sect Master’s son.
If the mundane talent can be broken, and the Supre Dao Pure Sword Technique properly cultivated, with guidance from the Sect Master, wouldn’t Tianxi have nothing to fear about the future?
What’s more, the Sect Master has been sulking for years against Lady Ying Ji, because he, with extraordinary Sword Dao talent, had a son proficient in trickery with low spiritual power.
Because of this, perhaps an old grudge will finally dissipate.
He nodded thoughtfully and said, "If it truly happens, the vacant Yuanli Sword might as well be given to the Young Master to inherit first, to alleviate our pressing concern at Tianxi."
Thinking the Sect Master would feel gratified by the Young Master’s quick reading and comprehension of the texts, Qu He Star was surprised to see no joy in the Sect Master’s eyes when he looked over.
His pitch-black eyes were solemn like ice; Sword Master Yu gently stroked the sword at his waist, his gaze shifting uncertainly for a long mont.
Finally, he let out a slow breath, closing his eyes wearily, and said: "Forget it, if he truly can comprehend our Tianxi sacred teachings, so be it as fate dictates..."
By these words, it ant he relented.
Shen Zhan, knowing the habits of Sword Master Yu, who could never drop his pride, asked softly: "Sect Master, should the Young Master be brought out of the pavilion?"
Having attained the Supre Dao Pure Sword Technique, it was naturally unnecessary to stay further in the Sword Pavilion.
Now that he is comprehending the hidden texts in the pavilion, it is the best opportunity to grasp the Supre Dao Pure Sword Technique.
If the Sword Master Yu, who has cultivated the Supre Dao Pure Sword Technique to the sixth layer, were to offer guidance, this would be a critical mont for refining the sword technique.
Sword Master Yu, having not seen the Crown Prince of the Central Netherworld for two hundred years, bore reluctance to concede.
With Shen Zhan’s considerate inquiry, he nodded slightly, coldly agreeing with a reluctant "hm."
Shen Zhan laughed helplessly.
The Sect Master’s temperant indeed...
Raising her arm, the silver needle in her sleeve flickered with a brilliant golden Sword Qi, soaring into the wind to transform into a phoenix.
At this mont, abrupt change struck!
A thunderous sound akin to an ancient bell shattering echoed across the sky, a massive ancient essence of destruction caused the celestial bodies and star clouds to tremble violently.
Shen Zhan’s gaze shifted dramatically! She looked down at the fissure-ridden earth below, as if a torrential ink of heaven was suddenly poured over the once-clear skies, and a scorching torrent of desperately ominous air flooded into the world.
The entire Bai Tuo Mountain was suddenly shrouded in a terrifying shadow.
The golden Phoenix Sword launched from Shen Zhan’s fingertips was absorbed into the Sword Pavilion, imdiately bounced out by a formidable spatial barrier.
Shen Zhan’s face turned ashen as she watched the ancient Sword Mountain looming under the darkened sky, the air flecked with iron splinter dust.
Yun Rong had already transford into a rainbow beam of Sword Control ahead, heading straight for Sword Mountain!
Sword Master Yu’s eyes were profoundly black, filled with an aura of ruthless Sword Qi!
Qu He Star’s eyes were filled with malice, and he spoke coldly: "Soone’s breaking the Thirteen Swords’ star chains!"
Sword Master Yu stepped forward, and from his waist, the Dragon Ascending Sword chid out of its sheath, shooting into the sky, piercing the ink-black firmant with a massive chasm, allowing light to spill through.
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