Sword Qi to the Sky

Chapter 392 A Name Only
Tianji Pavilion originated from the capital of Dali and was known as the one who knew everything under heaven.

Since this woman was a cultivator from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, her words naturally carried some weight, causing everyone to fall silent for a moment as they carefully digested the names of the forces she mentioned.

Several of these forces are well-known, and some ancient families in the capital city are also keeping a low profile. It is said that many of them have been won over by the royal family. There are so many forces in the Great Li Kingdom. In the process of unifying the world, the court must win over a group of forces that can be won over and suppress those that do not obey.

Over the years, many forces have turned to dust. However, two mysterious forces have existed for many years, mysterious and powerful. They are relatively low-key, and many people in the world do not even know of their existence. Only some top forces in the heart of Dali know about them. These are Taiping Temple and Wanfo Temple.

According to legend, they only emerge from seclusion during times of chaos.

The woman said that there was one person each at Taiping Temple and Wanfo Temple, but even though they came from Dazong, she still didn't know who this "one person each" referred to.

"What kind of forces are Taiping Temple and Wanfo Temple? And who is the person you are talking about?" someone asked. They were discussing someone who had the potential to rule the world, a peerless figure of this era.

"It cannot be said," the woman said with a meaningful smile. "I dare not speak recklessly any further."

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines; the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion dared not discuss the Taiping Temple and the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple.

"Zuo Canglan has another disciple named Li Fan, who is said to be the Sword Master of Li Mountain. Is there no record of his name in the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?" someone asked.

"There is also a lot of information about this young man in the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. In the distant Western Sea and in the Crimson Sky City, he is said to have shown amazing talent. However, he has not yet come to the center of the Great Li cultivation world to fight against the top figures of this era, so he is not included for the time being."

The woman continued, "However, he has already reached the heart of Dali, and may have even come to this Jade Capital City. Whether he can become one of them, we may soon have an answer."

"Did the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion come to this Jade Capital City just to join in the fun?" Qi Zhanyun of the Qitian Pavilion asked the woman.

"With such a lively scene in Jade Capital, how could the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion miss it?" The woman smiled sweetly. "The world's most outstanding figures are gathered here, and there may be a chance to witness the clash of top geniuses. Isn't that why you, Qi Zhanyun, have come here?"

Qi Zhanyun looked at her without responding, and instead picked up his wine glass and drank.

“I am somewhat curious.” At this moment, a voice came, and everyone looked over to see Li Fan playing with the wine cup in his hand, and chuckled: “The name of Li Mountain is famous throughout the world, and the name of Li Mountain sword cultivators has been prosperous for a thousand years. Wen Ruyu, the son of the Haoran Sword, killed the Holy Son of Tiandu Palace and others. Killing him can only count as half?”

The woman's gaze swept over Li Fan. She knew the identities of many of the people present, but she had no idea that this dashing young man was even there.

However, she then revealed a faint smile, indicating that the other party cared a lot about what she had just said, and that killing Wen Ruyu only counted as half of it.

So, he also came to kill Wen Ruyu?
I want to be famous throughout the world!
Nowadays, many people in this Jade Capital City think the same way he does.

“Wen Ruyu, like Li Fan, is famous, but apart from that one time, he has no other brilliant achievements. Even so, he can still barely be considered half a person. Otherwise, given the current decline of Lishan…” The woman replied with a smile, “Look at the people I just mentioned, who are they?”

The imperial court, Baiyujing Academy, Taiping Temple, and Wanfo Temple are all the most powerful forces in the world today. Lishan was once a member of them, but now, Lishan is no longer one of them.

Aside from these forces, only Jiang Tai'a, a natural swordsman jointly trained by the Jiang family and Lingxiao Pavilion, occupies one spot.

Moreover, one of the two members of the imperial family is also considered to be from the mountains.

"So this is what the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion is all about." Li Fan smiled contemptuously, picked up the wine cup he was playing with, and drank it all in one gulp, his words carrying a hint of mockery.

This caused the woman's smile to freeze. She fixed her gaze on Li Fan and said sarcastically, "Does this mean you don't agree with what I said?"

"To judge heroes by their family background, one must also have clear achievements. If someone defeats those people you mentioned in the future, the world will know. Why would your Heavenly Mystery Pavilion need to comment?" Li Fan said sarcastically. "If that's the case, your Heavenly Mystery Pavilion can just watch the world's outstanding figures compete. There's no need to show off here."

The woman looked at Li Fan with some surprise. He exuded a strong sense of confidence in his words and actions, and his sharp, sword-like eyes were piercing. His arrogance seemed to make him look down on the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.

"Liu Qingwu of Tianji Pavilion, who are you?" the woman asked. "Such arrogance."

"A nobody." Li Fan replied indifferently, as if he didn't take the other party seriously. Liu Qingwu didn't expect to be ignored like this.

"Lingxiao Pavilion only has Jiang Tai'a, what right does Wen Ruyu of Lishan have to be considered half a person?" At this moment, another voice came, and a group of figures came up the steps to the terrace. When everyone looked over, they saw that the group of people all had a sharp temperament and carried sharp swords on their backs. The moment they arrived, a dangerous aura suddenly appeared on Chaotian Pavilion, as if sharp swords could be drawn at any time.

An invisible sword intent spread out unexpectedly, and everyone who looked over knew that the sword cultivators from Lingxiao Pavilion had arrived.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a deep and unfathomable aura, while the one who spoke was the young man behind him, whose sharp eyes swept over the crowd. Then the group found a place to sit down.

"It seems they've come for Wen Ruyu again," everyone thought to themselves. Lingxiao Pavilion is now showing signs of becoming the orthodox sword sect of Dali, but Dali's sword sect has always had Lishan. Lishan is like a sword hanging over Lingxiao Pavilion's head. As long as Lishan exists, Lingxiao Pavilion cannot become the number one sword sect in Dali.

Moreover, Lingxiao Pavilion itself also had the support of the imperial court, and was intended to replace Lishan.

“Yue Yunxiao, Shen Jing.” Liu Qingwu looked at the sword cultivators of Lingxiao Pavilion with great interest, and then looked at Chu Jiankuang.

These two are both direct disciples of the Lingxiao Pavilion's leader, who is also the second-best swordsman in the world.

Chu Jiankuang is also a successor of a great sword cultivator on the Sword Saint Ranking.

In addition, the rest who came must also be the chosen ones of Lingxiao Pavilion.

Yue Yunxiao was the leader of Lingxiao Pavilion. He had a calm demeanor, but he gave off a faint sense of pressure. Shen Jing was even sharper. Both of them were Dao Body cultivators, especially Yue Yunxiao, who had been in the Dao Body realm for some years.

This small restaurant, "Chaotian Pavilion," has already become a hub of change.

"Why can't Wen Ruyu be considered?" Chu Jiankuang asked in a low voice.

“A dying person is naturally not qualified to be counted.” Shen Jing’s words were as sharp as a sword. In addition to Jiang Tai’a, his Lingxiao Pavilion had many other talented sword cultivators. At present, his senior brother Yue Yunxiao and himself had all entered the Dao Body. In addition, there were other more outstanding fellow disciples, but none of them caught the eye of the Tianji Pavilion.

If that's the case, then Wen Ruyu is naturally not suitable either.

"What an arrogant tone." After hearing this, everyone fell silent for a moment. A cold glint flashed in Li Fan's lowered eyes, but he did not react and simply drank his wine quietly.

"There's no point in saying so much. We'll all know after we fight." Qi Zhanyun of Qitiange tilted his head back, drank his wine, and laughed heartily.

“Well said.” Li Fan responded with a smile, raising his glass to Qi Zhanyun and saying, “No matter how much they boast, I don’t believe them if they haven’t actually fought.”

"Cheers." Qi Zhanyun felt quite pleased with Li Fan's words and raised his glass across the distance, and the two drank it all in one gulp.

"Who are you talking about?" A cold voice rang out, causing the atmosphere in Chaotian Pavilion to freeze. An invisible sword intent enveloped the restaurant, and the wine in everyone's cups seemed to tremble.

"Take your seat," Li Fan replied with a smile, pouring himself another glass of wine.

But just as Li Fan was pouring the wine, it was as if the wine in the pot was cut off by a wisp of sword energy from a distance. The wine could not flow down, and an extremely suppressed aura spread out. In front of Shen Jing, a wisp of sword light appeared and disappeared, and it made a hissing sound like lightning. It actually condensed into a small sword.

The three-inch sword seemed to contain an extremely terrifying power, as if the power of heaven and earth had been drained by it, making the sword brighter and brighter. Shen Jing stretched out a finger, and the three-inch sword swirled around his finger. Suddenly, streaks of lightning flashed across the sky and moved between Shen Jing's fingers, like calamity light.

"What's going on?" The cultivators in the distance all looked towards Chaotian Pavilion, sensing an extremely strong and sharp aura.

"Are you sure it's what I think?" Shen Jing said in a low voice, toying with the small sword in his fingers, as if waiting for Li Fan to change his mind.

Li Fan did not respond. His hand holding the wine pot sank slightly, and an invisible aura instantly enveloped the space, cutting off the sword energy. The wine flowed out of the pot and dripped into the wine cup, making the sound of flowing water.

A cold glint flashed in Shen Jing's eyes. His finger swept across the air, and in an instant, the light stung people's eyes as the sword light slashed through the space.

"He's asking for death." Everyone felt a chill run down their spines in that instant, as if they could already see Li Fan being pierced by the flying sword.

But at that very instant, the terrace of Chaotian Pavilion shook violently. They saw Li Fan extend his left hand, and a heavy aura swept out. They felt a gust of wind blow past them, and heard the roar of a dragon explode in their ears, making their bodies somewhat unsteady.

The flying sword stopped in front of Li Fan's palm. The sharp sound was somewhat jarring. Li Fan clenched his left hand, and the three-inch flying sword was immediately submerged and buried.

Li Fan acted as if he hadn't done anything. He withdrew his left hand, just as the wine cup on the table was filled. He put down the wine pot with his right hand, raised the wine cup and took a small sip, then put it down and said, "The wine of Chaotian Pavilion is nothing special, all talk and no action."

Upon hearing this, the swordsman from Lingxiao Pavilion unleashed a powerful sword intent, and an invisible storm enveloped Chaotian Pavilion, spreading outwards.

The drunkards of Chaotian Pavilion have a name.

Where is the sword from Lingxiao Pavilion?

(End of this chapter)