From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 262 Dual Cultivation of Sword and Martial Arts, Golden Core Immortal Palace

In the spacious main hall of the library, oil lamps flickered, and various runes were carved on the pillars, radiating divine light.

Chen Xuan moved with lightning speed, chasing after her into the hall. At this moment, he saw no Sword Fairy, only his enemy, who was fighting with all his might.

Then, the moment he passed through the gate and stepped into the hall, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

Light and darkness, brightness and dimness.

"boom!"

A massive, luminous fist-shaped imprint, as large as a small mountain, filled the entire hall, its fierce winds swirling around it as if it were swallowing the sky and devouring the sun, pressing down on Chen Xuan.

A punch that shook the heavens and the earth.

At that moment, Chen Xuan's pupils contracted, as if he saw the resurrection of the Martial Taotie, no, something even more terrifying than the Martial Taotie was coming.

"The Sword Fairy is serious." Outside the Scripture Pavilion, Black Horse watched two figures enter the temple and murmured to himself.

Once inside the deserted area, the Sword Fairy could unleash all her irrational power without restraint.

"Lord Black Horse, Senior Sister Su, will you win?" Shen Jianqing was in a daze. He couldn't believe that the Sword Fairy was being suppressed by the martial arts kid. Did she escape into the Scripture Pavilion?

Black Horse glanced sideways at the extremely nervous Shen Jianqing and casually said:
"The martial arts kid is a genius, but all geniuses, upon meeting the Sword Fairy, will eventually call her a genius."

It often complains that the Sword Fairy has poor judgment, but why does it only complain and not feel remorse, let alone take any substantial remedial action?

Because, although it is a pity to miss out on the martial arts prodigy, Wenjian already has the Sword Fairy, a true genius, so other geniuses seem unimportant.

“But he’s too quick to understand,” Shen Jianqing said in a low voice.

"The Sword Fairy is a powerful, all-around hexagonal immortal sword embryo," the Black Horse said. "Even when she was at the Martial Arts Novice level, she dared to venture alone into a state shrouded in darkness to slay demons and monsters, battling against the corrupt and vengeful spirits."

While the martial arts prodigy possesses an astonishingly high level of comprehension, in many other aspects, the Immortal Sword Embryo surpasses him by ten or even a hundred times.

Dark Horse has high hopes for Chen Xuan, but there's an exception when it comes to facing Sword Fairy; they don't have much confidence in him.

On the other side, Wei Zhenjun shifted his gaze from the Sutra Repository and smiled at Lu Zhuan, "Fuyao, it's time to get serious."

Lu Zhuan's expression was solemn as he stared at the dark entrance of the Scripture Pavilion. Inside, a terrifying monster, capable of suppressing all those of the same realm, seemed to have shed all its disguise and awakened.

All the sword cultivators at the Sword Inquiry Dojo were tense, staring at the Scripture Pavilion covered by countless runes and formations, waiting for the final result of the duel.

"boom!"

A powerful martial arts aura shook the hall. Chen Xuan crossed his arms and blocked the sudden punch from the Sword Fairy. The surging aftershocks dissipated.

Chen Xuan raised his head, his gaze fixed ahead.

One, two... nine Su Fuyao figures, emanating black energy, were taking small, quick steps imbued with Daoist principles, their faces beaming with smiles, like tigresses eyeing Chen Xuan, having locked onto their prey.

The Secrets of Xingtian.

Is this the Sword Fairy?
Wu Xianzi!
"It's rude to come and not reciprocate."

Su Fuyao seemed somewhat excited, rubbing his hands together in anticipation, and said, "There are too many fellow disciples outside, so some of my methods are difficult to use. Martial arts brat, now it's my turn to beat you up!"

Chen Xuan was surprised to find that Su Fuyao was using the Xing Tian Secret Manual of Wu Taotie.

Where did she get it from!
“I thought you would use a sword,” Chen Xuan said.

Su Fuyao was no longer a sword immortal at this moment, but more like a martial arts master. Every move she made was elegant yet domineering.

not only that.

Chen Xuan was starting to suspect that Su Fuyao might have studied the early version of the Shangyang Secret Manual, which was widely circulated in Yunmeng, because she had added a different version of the Chenghuang Scripture to the Xuanwu Demon-Slaying Divine Body.

"A sword is a weapon of death. In a friendly sparring match, I wouldn't use something like that to beat you."

Su Fuyao smiled and waved a finger in the air, saying meaningfully, "Just like the power hidden within you, it can only be used in life-or-death battles. I don't want to take advantage of you, so we're even."

She was referring to Xinzai.

This is the real way of not gaining an advantage... rather than the so-called Chen Xuan being injured while comprehending the true scriptures.

The reason she didn't point it out earlier was simply because there were too many people outside, and she didn't want to casually discuss other people's secrets.

She is a sword embryo, with a clear sword mind, able to sense many things that ordinary people cannot understand.

As for why she misjudged Chen Xuan when she was in Liuzhen? Actually, she had explained it to Heima countless times. It was just that everyone was pretending to be stupid and letting things slide... Damn Mountain Demoness!

"Come!" Chen Xuan said only one word.

His eyes shone with a burning light. Facing such a "master", his fighting spirit was stirred at the beginning of the battle, and it was even stronger now. He wished he could spar with him for three days and three nights.

This is the strongest prodigy in Yunmeng Prefecture, a peerless fairy who can rival the unreliable Nanmian Yuzhexian and the strongest Heavenly Mandate Ten Thousand Generations Venerable of this era!
Chen Xuan rushed forward like nine black streaks of light, unleashing a myriad of secret techniques. Some of his figures transformed into dragons, some into nine-tailed celestial foxes, and some activated the True Martial Seven-Section Sword. All of these were based on the Shangyang and Xingtian Immortal Techniques, making him as valiant as nine celestial gods descending to earth.

Su Fuyao gritted her teeth, then clenched her snow-white, crystal-clear fist. The nine snow-white figures tensed up at the same time, and then she pulled out a nimble fist stance.

"Take this set of my Little Vajra Fist!"

Beneath her tattered, plain white dress, her long, shapely legs had already taken a step, treading on the white mist imbued with Daoist traces, as if a celestial maiden from the heavens had descended to the mortal realm.

"boom!"

This time, she came out with a thunderous punch. When the fist light flashed, it seemed as if it would pierce the sky. Her fist was snow-white and peaceful, but when it really approached Chen Xuan, it was as if a thunderclap had risen from the ground, and nothing could resist it.

Chen Xuan sensed danger, took the punch head-on, then shifted his body to the side, using the speed of Xing Tian enhanced by Shangyang Immortal Body to change his position one after another.

Even so, a section of his sleeve was still shattered. This was a feathered robe formed from celestial energy, but it was destroyed by Su Fuyao's special fist light and could not be restored to its original state in a short time.

Chen Xuan suspected that this was some kind of martial arts immortal technique, comparable to the secret techniques of Xing Tian. The other party had entered the hall of mastery. How many immortal techniques had she used in succession? And it had nothing to do with her specialty, swordsmanship. Was this really an achievement that a human could make?

Moreover, Chen Xuan accurately located the main body within the Nine Sword Fairy's figure, but the other party also found his main body in the same way.

Su Fuyao was throwing little Vajra punches at Chen Xuan. Her movements were cute and charming, but they had returned to their original simplicity. Every punch she threw was like a Vajra glaring angrily, with thunderous roars erupting from beneath her fists.

Chen Xuan went all out, but the Sword Fairy's methods were endless. The "peaceful" sparring was no longer possible, so at this moment, the immortal energy within his body was boiling.

He adjusted his state, his momentum reached its peak, and he changed some of his previously reserved attack methods, treating this sparring match as an "alternative" bloody battle.

In an instant, his entire body erupted with divine light, and the twelve true scriptures of Heavenly Mandate and Mountain and Sea resonated together. After the Taiyin True Scripture was completed in the Cauldron Chapter yesterday, Yin Yang and the Five Elements completed the last piece, and the power of Heavenly Mandate and Mountain and Sea could be completely integrated in a short time.

The Celestial Body of Destiny and the Celestial Body of Mountains and Seas, two opposing forces, achieved a brief but perfect synergy, instantly maximizing their combat power.

In a head-on confrontation, Chen Xuan has never been afraid of anyone!
The power of the fully-formed Five Hidden Soldiers Immortal Body is instantaneous, so Su Fuyao suffered a great loss in this head-on clash.

Rumble!
Throughout the main hall of the Sutra Repository, divine light raged. Chen Xuan's punches were like a raging storm, and his whip kicks were like autumn leaves being swept away. He unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens. His close-quarters combat skills had reached their pinnacle.

Su Fuyao was once again overpowered. Her small Vajra Fist was knocked back, and in an instant, a fierce fist came towards her face. She slashed down with her palm like a heavenly blade, trying to cut off the opponent's arm, but the opponent's fist turned into a claw and suddenly grabbed her palm.

"Crack!"

The bones shattered, and the five slender, crystal-clear fingers were almost reduced to powder.

Su Fuyao was in excruciating pain. Why was the Shangyang Secret Manual several times stronger than it had been ten days ago? She was somewhat desperate. Was she really unable to defeat the martial arts lad in his area of ​​expertise?

Moreover, the martial arts prodigy fought with a frenzy, using every means possible in his attacks, his eyes burning with intensity, completely overwhelming her.

What surprised her even more was that this guy's comprehension was ridiculously high. After a few rounds of her Little Vajra Fist, the moves he used to hit her now contained a lot of the fist intent of the Little Vajra Fist.

Learning from someone face-to-face?

boom!
With his other hand, Chen Xuan unleashed a glowing punch, carrying a terrifying beam of light, which pierced Su Fuyao's chest. The punch almost pierced through her body, breaking several of her left ribs.

After the punch, a fierce palm strike swept across, seemingly capable of cutting through anything, slashing horizontally towards Su Fuyao's snow-white neck.

Su Fuyao was horrified. Was this martial arts prodigy going to cut off her head?

In a flash, she tilted her head back, and at the same time, a small, dazzling white-gold sword flashed from her eyes, intercepting Chen Xuan's palm strike.

Even so, at the last moment, Chen Xuan's fingers were already close to her snow-white and delicate neck, and divine light burst forth, almost separating her body from her head.

In that instant, a layer of pale golden light flowed from Su Fuyao's body, as if the power of immortality was spreading. The immortal radiance, like the patterns on a pill, transformed into a defense, dazzling and incomparably powerful, forcefully breaking open the hand that Chen Xuan had used to hold her.

She was truly frightened this time and decided to avoid the limelight for the time being, turning around and running away to hide.

"boom!"

Chen Xuan pursued, kicking out and striking Su Fuyao's beautifully curved buttocks. Endless, violent energy surged forth, creating ripples that sent Su Fuyao flying.

She fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, her body feeling as if it were about to split apart. She was in excruciating pain, but a strong gust of wind came from behind her. She turned her head and saw a large hand with distinct fingers and bones filling her vision, and it clenched down.

"Boom!"

Chen Xuan grabbed Su Fuyao's pale, beautiful face, clenched her slender body, and swung her violently at the rune pillar beside him several times. The pillar of the Scripture Pavilion could resist the attack of the Divine Traveler, but after several blows, it broke apart, the array patterns shattered, and fragments scattered everywhere.

Chen Xuan showed no mercy, smashing her again and again, determined to completely subdue the Sword Fairy who had spied on him, teased him, and even dared to "take advantage" of him.

The Scripture Pavilion was shaking violently, and surging dust rushed out from the doorway. Everyone waiting outside was shocked. Was this a battle at the third level of the Cauldron Realm? The Scripture Pavilion, which could withstand the Divine Travel Realm, was on the verge of collapse!

"Is the Sword Fairy going to kill Chen Xuan? Stop when you've made your move!" someone exclaimed, suspecting that the Sword Fairy was using power beyond the third level of the Cauldron Realm to seek revenge.

"Junior Sister Su is being ridiculous!" Qi Yuan's face was grim. As the senior brother, he knew how powerful Su Fuyao was, but this was just a friendly spar, and he didn't want to see Chen Xuan "seriously injured" because of it.

"The Little Vajra Fist has finished. Did I misjudge it?" Further away, Wei Zhenjun frowned slightly.

He was a Martial Dao True Lord. Although he did not deliberately observe the battle in the Scripture Pavilion, he could sense the energy fluctuations of the Martial Dao Immortal Techniques. In the gradually calming commotion, there was the fist intent of the Little Vajra Fist.

The Sword Fairy's martial arts secrets originated from him, but he didn't even pass on the Little Vajra Fist to Wu Taotie, whom he only met once!
"boom!"

Chen Xuan unleashed power like surging waves, his fists mimicking the Vajra Fist, smashing and hammering as he went. Su Fuyao was like a small boat in the deep sea, her body going limp. Finally, she crashed to the ground as the broken pillar flew through the air.

A silence.

Su Fuyao rolled dozens of times on the ground before crashing into the wall and stopping. She collapsed to the ground, her eyes glazed over, staring up at the roof beam.

She lowered her head slightly, looking at her chest with a puzzled expression. She felt a tightness in her chest and struggled to touch her fair neck, which was as smooth as jade. Finally, her fingertips touched her face. She had actually been brutally abused by the other party.
The other party even stole the Little Vajra Fist technique right in front of her?
Although it is merely a false imitation, it does indeed possess a certain fierce and wrathful aura.

At this moment, Su Fuyao was actually pondering in pain that she had always thought her junior brother Shen was overly "confident" and unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy. Could it be that she had become such a person today?

She is the most confident person in the Sword Inquiry Dojo.

She has always been confident, almost to the point of arrogance, but does she possess such strength that she is invincible among those of the same realm? She can transcend several realms and remain invincible. Among all the people of the Southern Region, there are only two or three who can contend with her!
But when she encountered Chen Xuan, this freak, not only was his comprehension superior to hers, but she even lost to him in a direct confrontation? This seriously shook her unwavering and invincible Dao heart.

"Fellow Daoist Su, you are very powerful, cultivating both swordsmanship and martial arts. I admire you. Shall we end this sparring session here?" Chen Xuan asked in a calm tone.

He acknowledged the Sword Fairy's strength; to withstand his attacks for so long while only at the third level of the Cauldron Realm, she truly deserved the title of Yunmeng's strongest prodigy at this moment.

Because her combat prowess was even three points stronger than that of Han Shuangjiang, who was at the pinnacle of martial arts.

Moreover, he had thought that Su Fuyao would be severely injured and lose all power to resist, but at this moment, it seemed that her body had not completely collapsed, her neck could turn, and her eyes could still look around.

“You…” Su Fuyao turned her head to look at Chen Xuan, her eyes filled with inexplicable disappointment. She was silent for a moment, and tried to get up, but her bones felt as if they were shattered, and she lost all her strength.

The fake, perfunctory smile that seemed to play with the world was gone from her face, and her expression became somewhat "indifferent".

"I misjudged your strength."

Su Fuyao sighed softly and said, "I apologize to you. I shouldn't have so easily made the presumptuous statement about giving up using swords. I was arrogant."

She can get along with anyone, but in reality, she doesn't care about anyone.

Whether it's Shen Jianqing who has designs on her, the martial arts prodigy who repeatedly surprises people, the chattering dark horse, or the old sword master whom she reveres... they are all the same, insignificant "ants." Is this the unique arrogance of this immortal sword embryo?
Missing out on a martial arts prodigy? Dark Horse thought she should regret it, so he decided to pretend, finding it quite amusing.

When she showed great appreciation for Chen Xuan's comprehension in the Sutra Pavilion, was the martial arts boy also satisfied?
"What do you mean?" Chen Xuan frowned slightly.

Is this an apology? Or did the attack go too far, causing the Sword Fairy to be "broken down" and refuse to admit defeat even in the face of death?
Is she going to use a sword? Chen Xuan didn't care, and might even observe his opponent in a duel at the same level to improve himself and gain more experience.

However, if the other party's words and actions are inconsistent, it is somewhat deserving of contempt and makes them appear rather lackluster.

"Chen Xuan, this is a turbulent era, a vast and ever-changing world. Countless geniuses emerge, while demons and monsters vie for attention. One after another, they rise and fall, all striving to cross the river."

"But the fish that always lead the pack at the very front are always only a handful."

Su Fuyao spoke softly:

"Therefore, these fish cannot afford to lose. They must fight with a serious attitude and cannot afford to lose even once."

"If you lose and don't stay calm, you'll fall behind."

"Therefore, when Yu Zhe Xian saw me, he avoided fighting." Layers of golden light patterns spread from Su Fuyao's body, and immortal power connected her almost shattered body like silk threads. She floated into the air, her black hair dancing wildly like a waterfall, like a fairy ascending to heaven. She swung out a Bai Xiao Divine Sword in her left hand and held a Xuanwu Immortal Sword in her right hand.

This was not her black and white twin swords, but a long sword of immortal energy condensed from Bai Xiao and Xuan Wu.

Her flowing hair, like tiny hands, also conjured up countless small, gleaming swords of celestial energy.

Su Fuyao smiled gently at Chen Xuan, her smile radiant and exuding an air of noble elegance. This was not a fake smile she usually used to appease others; it was a genuine expression of her feelings, though the emotions it contained were much weaker.

"Chen Xuan, I apologize again. I shouldn't have spoken so arrogantly before, because it will cause you to directly face a higher level of immortal seed power, which may damage your hard-earned Shangyang Immortal Body... I will try my best to restrain myself."

Chen Xuan stared intently as a strand of hair silently broke off and fell to the ground. At the same time, several rips appeared on his clothes, as if they had been cut by a sharp sword.

Not only that, a white mark appeared out of nowhere on his arm, followed by a bead of blood seeping out.

The most powerful invisible sword intent in the world quietly filled the entire Sutra Repository.

Chen Xuan sensed the surging energy in the air. Su Fuyao was performing a supreme technique, with Bai Xiao, Zhenwu, Xing Tian, ​​hair sword moves, and Little Vajra Fist flowing together, merging the true meaning of martial arts and swordsmanship into one.

In an instant, the five Immortal Techniques were activated and superimposed on each other, accompanied by the resonance of more than ten powerful secret techniques and secret arts such as Shangyang. It was as if they were about to open up the void and create all things, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression that made the Scripture Pavilion teeter on the verge of collapse.

This is a terrifying scene. You should know that the power of stacking immortal techniques is not something that someone in the Cauldron Realm should possess.

After all, even Emperor Yan Ming Xiaohou couldn't easily activate his superimposed fire magic technique!

When Chen Xuan defeated Han Shuangjiang, he instantly activated the extraordinary Shangyang Immortal Body and Xingtian Secret Technique. Even with just two of them, the deputy sect leader of the Five Elements Sect and others in the Divine Travel Realm found it unbelievable and exclaimed that it was impossible.

"Human Emperor Banner, Divine Soul Body, Green Bag Technique... Black Horse mentioned that you possess these abilities, so there's no need to hold back."

Su Fuyao chuckled, an even more terrifying power resurfacing within her. She continued, "And that power, it's Xinzhai, isn't it? You're welcome to use it. Use it all on me."

Is this what a seed of immortality looks like?

They looked down upon all living beings in the world, and even the chosen ones paled in comparison to them. It was so outrageous that only the "Eternal Venerable," who was known as the supreme being born in heaven, was qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with them!
"Come!"

Chen Xuan soared into the sky. There was nothing more to say; it was simply a battle between equals. He directly confronted her.

At this moment, he unleashed his full power, activating the power of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, illuminating a halo-like light, with seven-colored rays of light shining brightly, attracting countless strange phenomena.

He slammed his fists forward, unleashing terrifying beams of light.

Within the beam of light were the image of Zhurong, whose flames soared into the sky; the figure of Gonggong, whose mist rose; a sword immortal wielding a sword; an old man carrying a celestial gourd on his back; and a furious Vajra unleashing an unparalleled fist of light…

The combat experience gained from the recent showdown with Han Shuangjiang has long been digested and integrated into my own body.

Soon, Chen Xuan was moved for the first time in a battle between people of the same realm.

Because, among the five sword martial arts immortal techniques performed by Su Fuyao, black and white colors emanated, and the ultimate sword light cut through everything, piercing through the scripture pavilion like cutting tofu, and reaching beyond the heavens.

At the same time, a celestial light emerged from her body, faintly resembling a sword, as if it could annihilate the sun, moon, and stars.

This battle was far more dangerous than a mere sparring match, even surpassing the battle against the Golden Crow God in the past. Chen Xuan's fingertips constantly unleashed the Azure Bag Technique, diverting the dazzling sword light capable of piercing Shangyang Immortal's body, unleashing all sorts of wondrous techniques.

Then, his soul left his body, he summoned the Heavenly Mandate weapon, the Human Emperor Banner, and used a rusty bronze mirror, which he hung above his head, emitting a hazy beam of light, employing every means at his disposal.

Rumble!
Throughout the entire Sutra Repository, sword energy crisscrossed, penetrating the universe; mountains floated in the air; water and fire clashed; and two figures continuously charged into battle.

Various celestial energies intertwined, including sword energy, fist light, the sun and moon, the five elements, and so on, creating a chaotic and indistinct scene, as if returning to the time when mountains and seas were first created.

Soon, Su Fuyao's condition worsened. Her radiant face was writhing with the flames of Zhurong, her hair shimmered with the light of the sun's corona, and her clothes were torn even more tattered, making her a truly unsightly sight.

She lowered her eyes slightly, revealing her slender, snow-white shoulders. The tip of the Emperor's Banner tore through her clothes and embedded itself in the fabric, causing blood to glisten.

She looked up, and Chen Xuan's divine soul grabbed her neck, forcibly pulling out her human-shaped soul.

"Ah."

She laughed.

Chen Xuan grasped a sharp immortal sword light as if it were a ball of magic, his palm silently tearing open, dripping out a crimson-gold liquid. Within Su Fuyao's soul body, a golden radiance shone forth, like a great sun compressed to the size of a pearl, dazzlingly brilliant.

A single golden pill.

The surface of the golden core was mottled, with white-gold sword shadows swirling around it like fish.

Chen Xuan's pupils burned, and his inner peace was restored on its own. At the same time, a page of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Guyao" trembled, sensing a deadly and terrifying threat.

"Zheng!"

The entire Wenjian Mountain trembled violently, and the sound of swords echoed.

At this moment, outside the nearly collapsed Scripture Pavilion, all the sword cultivators were terrified, a chill running down their spines. They wanted to kneel on the ground, and the swords in their hands trembled and flew towards the Scripture Pavilion on their own, like rain of swords.

"How could this be!" Qi Yuan was caught off guard, because the purple longsword at his waist also flew out, and even he, a nine-times-living divine traveler, could not suppress it immediately.

Inside the Sutra Pavilion.

Su Fuyao's long hair danced, her tattered clothes fluttered, she was like a celestial being descended to earth, her beauty unparalleled, the brilliant light of a golden elixir in her palm illuminating mountains and seas for thousands of miles.

"Please take a look, fellow Daoist." She said, as her golden core unleashed a golden sword light that cascaded out like a waterfall.

Throughout history, in the art of swordsmanship, she is revered.

"Buzz!"

A page of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas: Guyao" flew out, and the power of Guyao descended. Mountains crashed into the golden sword energy waterfall, opened up the scripture pavilion that was strong enough to imprison the wandering spirit, and collided with the woman who was like a fairy and a god.

"Su Fuyao!" Chen Xuan shouted suddenly, golden light flashing in his eyes. The ancient, sealed power of the Heart Cleansing was activated. Kill! Kill! Kill! The power of the fourth level of the Heart Cleansing had erupted in response to the stress?
Kill her!

Such frenzied emotions filled my mind.

Su Fuyao has lost control. Chen Xuan thought to himself, "Kill this scourge and we'll be done with it."

"Enough!" From afar, an old voice roared like a tiger. Wei Zhenjun sensed something was wrong; someone was about to die!
He clasped his hands together instantly, as if enveloping the entire library in the distance, suppressing the surging energy.

"It was just a friendly sparring match! You two little brats have no idea what the world is like!" Lu Zhuan shrieked, simultaneously summoning a small black seal.

Are they going to decide their fate in this one battle?
At the same time, a black robe appeared, fluttering and floating. Little Black True Monarch hovered at the top of the Sutra Pavilion tower, with the ancient moon rising and falling behind him. He coldly glanced down below.

"boom……"

The first floor of the library had completely collapsed; the pagoda tilted and slowly fell over, sending plumes of dust billowing into the sky.

Little Black True Lord looked at True Lord Wei and slowly said, "Little Azure Heaven's banished immortal, Su Fuyao who asked the sword... there are two empty seats above him..."

"Who knows if it's true or not!"

Wei Zhenjun snorted coldly, his beard and hair standing on end, and asked with a smile, "But you've found something even more useful. Young people are suited for martial arts, so lend it to this old man to teach for a few days?"

The martial arts tradition is in decline, and the situation has reached a point where it is no longer about lineage or tradition, but about teaching without discrimination. As long as there are any promising talents who can inherit the martial arts tradition, it is a good thing.

He had previously thought that Chen Xuan would be quickly defeated by Su Fuyao, but that was clearly not the case. In fact, Su Fuyao was the first to fall into a desperate situation, was forced to unleash the power of her immortal seed, and her life was momentarily jeopardized.

Your thoughts... are not important.

Little Black True Monarch shook his head, raised his sleeve as if pointing with his little finger, and said, "Reach out, and I'll kill you... Reach out, and I'll destroy the Sword Inquiry Dojo..."

All the sword cultivators present were horrified. A mere sparring match between two young men had actually sparked a conflict between two True Monarchs from out of town? And it even involved the Sword Inquiry Arena?

Qi Yuan's face paled. Was this True Lord of Taiyin Temple warning him?
"Crack!"

Just then, a heroic figure emerged from beneath the collapsing Hidden Sword Pavilion. Chen Xuan, expressionless, brushed the dust off his sleeves.

On the other side, a slender figure emerged. Su Fuyao was pale and had changed into a brand new snow-white dress. Black and white swords hung at her waist. She glanced displeasedly at Wei Zhenjun, who was in the distance with an angry expression.

Then, she turned around and stared at Chen Xuan, who seemed completely unharmed, with a strange look in her eyes across the ruins of the library.

Qi Yuanyu returned his purple longsword and remained silent upon seeing this. He hesitated, wondering who had won and who had lost.
"I'll admit defeat?" Su Fuyao said to Chen Xuan with a natural smile on her face. Then, she said with a sigh of relief, "I'll admit defeat."

She was once so badly hurt that she broke down, but she has now calmed down and accepted reality.

"It's a draw," Chen Xuan said.

"What does a tie mean?" Qi Yuan said in a low voice. He had an unspeakable secret thought because he sometimes felt that Junior Sister Su was not "reliable".

Therefore, the previous idea was to take advantage of the situation to have Chen Xuan, whose comprehension was even higher than that of the sword embryo, join the Sword Inquiry Dojo as another more reliable successor of the sword way.

But at that moment, as soon as he had that thought, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and Little Black True Lord looked over.

Qi Yuan immediately calmed down and said to Chen Xuan, "A draw is best. My family is unwilling to pursue the trivial matter of mistakenly practicing the True Martial Secrets. You are free to go or stay. As for the reward for the successful sword test, we will decide on it when the old sword master returns."

He sighed inwardly. He had given away the "True Scripture of Riding the Yellow Emperor" for free, and now he was going to add another move to the Immortal Sword Technique. It was a double misfortune!
The disturbance was quickly quelled.

……

A little later.

"Sword Fairy, alas, you're injured. You must have been chased and beaten up by those martial arts brats several times." The black horse lay on the ground, sighing deeply.

It had previously joked that the Sword Fairy would suffer at the hands of the Martial Arts Kid within a few months, and that has now come true!

Su Fuyao stood atop the mountain, her fingers resting on the hilt of her sword, her eyes gazing at the distant clouds and mist.

"Once we entered the library, the roles of offense and defense shifted, and I beat him up badly... He's naturally stubborn and just didn't show it."

She snorted, a slightly melancholic smile on her face, and after a moment, spoke in a flat tone:

"The martial arts kid started practicing Qi a few years late. It's a great pity that he won't be able to catch up with me and Yu Zhe Xian within the next hundred years."

She turned and left, going into seclusion; it was time to withdraw from the mortal world!

……

In the courtyard at the foot of the mountain, Chen Xuan sat cross-legged on the bed, his fingertips sometimes forming a sword shape, with white rainbows flashing, and sometimes his five fingers loosely clenched, as if grasping a round, spherical object.

"Golden Core? It's so difficult to comprehend and develop..."

He reflected on his battle with the Sword Fairy, summarized his experiences, and gained a lot.

At the same time, a sword-shaped twelve-colored light spot appeared out of nowhere in Chen Xuan's field of vision. Su Fuyao was on Xinzhai's "kill list".
The sword-shaped light spot was very bright, more intense than the other black light spots representing the chosen ones.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but sigh. If the Sword Fairy, who had lowered her cultivation level, was already this strong, how strong would Nan Mian and Wan Shi Zun, who were still above her, be?
For example, Wan Shi Zun, at the peak of his cultivation, could fight alone against the gods of Tai Xu, several of whom were high-level forbidden gods.

Despite giving it our all and doing so much, the results of our cross-border battles against the true protagonists of this era have been very poor.

"The road ahead is still long."

Chen Xuan's fighting spirit grew even stronger. After all, he had only been cultivating for three years, while the Sword Fairy, though pressing down on him today, possessed combat skills, as well as a physical body and soul, all the result of years of dedicated cultivation.

If she were truly at the third level of the cauldron realm, she wouldn't be able to control these things.

Chen Xuan pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the ghostly Xiao Hei Zhenjun in the corner, and humbly asked, "Lord Xiao Hei, that kind-hearted Senior Qi Yuan seems particularly eager for me to join the Sword Inquiry Dojo?"

"Old Sword Master, if he doesn't die this time... the position of True Lord will never fall to him..."

Little Black True Lord said, "He had a selfish thought... that he wanted to follow in your footsteps and rise to heaven with his chickens and dogs..."

Chen Xuan was stunned and speechless for a moment. He had only shown a trace of his extraordinary comprehension, yet it caused Qi Yuan, who had traveled through nine lifetimes, to lose his composure and change shape?
Qi Yuan, who has been a wandering spirit for nine lifetimes, is so desperate to become a True Lord that he's gone mad?
Lu Zhuan had rescued Chen Xuan several times, although it was because of Yan Yushu and he didn't play much of a role in the end. However, Chen Xuan was willing to give him face, so he did not leave the Sword Inquiry Dojo immediately after finishing his business.

A few days later.

Little Black True Lord said to Chen Xuan, "The battle of True Lords is over... I need to go a little further away..."

"How is the battle going?" Chen Xuan asked curiously.

"After the death of a Sun True Lord... something descended to the mortal realm from the [Celestial Palace] and issued a decree."

Little Black True Lord paused for a moment, his tone enigmatic, before continuing, "He's a corrupt Earth Virtue True Lord."

After saying this, Little Black True Lord quickly left and went to lie low in the distance.

The sword masters of the Sword Inquiry Dojo are about to return. These are pure sword cultivators who have always disliked those who are destined for greatness.

"Old Sword Master is back! Little Chen, quickly come up the mountain with me!" Soon, the one-meter-tall Daoist boy Lu Zhuan screamed and came to find Chen Xuan, holding a crying baby in his arms.

"Okay." Chen Xuan went up the mountain again.

Not long after, he saw the old swordsman who had lost an arm.

(End of this chapter)