If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 256 Supreme Sword Intent
Zhuge Moer, wrapped in cotton clothes, sneezed.

The reason why Hanzhou is called Hanzhou is because it is winter all year round here, and the fire spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely weak. Even some cultivators cannot withstand such an extreme environment.

However, there are two types of cultivators who particularly like Hanzhou.

One type is naturally the cultivators who practice cold energy, and the other type is the sword cultivators.

Sword cultivators are often ruthless. Some of them will come to Hanzhou specifically to hone their skills in order to cultivate a sword heart as cold as the edge of a sword that is not moved by any emotions.

Looking at Jian Xin, who was walking in front of him in a thin white dress and was not affected by the harsh environment of Hanzhou at all, Zhuge Moer moved closer to Jian Xin from behind, trying to keep warm. However, he immediately stepped back after discovering that Jian Xin's body temperature was even lower.

But before retreating, Zhuge Moer stretched out his finger and poked Jian Xin's neck like a dragonfly touching the water to confirm Jian Xin's pulse.

"Big Sister, how long will it take us to reach that cold realm?"

Jian Xin naturally saw through Zhuge Moer's thoughts and said helplessly, "We have entered the cold realm. There are restrictions here and we cannot use space magic."

Zhuge Moer nodded repeatedly, "Speaking of which, Senior Sister, do you know how to enter the Frost Realm?"

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who, upon arriving at the scene, realizes I can't get in?"

"No, isn't it?"

Jian Xin turned to face Zhuge Moer with an expressionless face, raised his hand and pulled down his sleeves to reveal his snow-white arms.

Zhuge Moer blinked, looking confused as to what Jian Xin wanted to do.

"Big……"

As soon as the voice was uttered, Jian Xin attacked without mercy. His icy right hand and forearm slid into Zhuge Moer's collar with a swish sound.

"Ah, my, my, my—Senior Sister, I was wrong—"

The extreme coldness spread along the skin of her chest. Zhuge Moer's legs softened and she was about to collapse on the ground wailing. Jian Xin opened her fingers and clasped Zhuge Moer's chest, preventing her from sitting down.

The clever Zhuge Moer guessed what might happen next at the first moment, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

"Big, Big Sister, women shouldn't touch each other, you're..."

Jian Xin laughed and said, "I don't understand."

After saying this, Jian Xin grabbed Zhuge Moer's breast and walked forward quickly. Zhuge Moer tried to resist at first, but Jian Xin's fingers seemed to be glued to her breasts. If she tried to break free, she would have to say goodbye to her breasts. In the end, Zhuge Moer gave up resisting and was dragged forward by Jian Xin like a corpse, hoping to gain a little sympathy from Jian Xin by her numb appearance.

But Jian Xin didn't even look at it, and only let go when they reached the cold realm.

"arrive--"

Zhuge Moer opened the collar and observed for a while before looking sad. "Big Sister, it's not symmetrical anymore."

"It's okay. I can help you put it back together when we get back."

Zhuge Moer stopped crying immediately, her face straightened, and the surrounding snow mist rose up. "Big Sister, how on earth are we going to enter this cold realm?"

Jian Xin glanced at Zhuge Moer, raised his hand and waved it, and the snow fog that covered the sky and the sun dissipated like frost wiped off the window, replaced by an extremely dazzling sword light.

Zhuge Moer narrowed his eyes, "Supreme and ruthless sword intent."

Jian Xin put down his hand, and the snow mist rolled back again. The sword lights merged with the snow mist and disappeared silently. If anyone trespassed, they would be wiped out in an instant by the snow mist that was integrated with the supreme and ruthless sword intent.

"This cold realm is shrouded in the Supreme Merciless Sword Intent. The so-called entrance to the cold realm is a passage opened by the Cang Tian Sword Sect by striking the weakest point of the Supreme Merciless Sword Intent with their own sword intent, thus counteracting it."

"The sword strike that Half-Step Sword Immortal struck before his death had already made him an immortal. Although he died, the supreme and ruthless sword intent he left behind was recognized by heaven and earth. Therefore, this supreme and ruthless sword intent was incorporated into the laws of heaven and earth. The sword intent is endless and will never fade."

"So every time a cold realm is opened, a sword master from the Cang Tian Sword Sect needs to infuse it with sword intent."

Zhuge Moer suddenly realized, "Then, Senior Sister, how do we get in?"

“Just walk in.”

"Oh—eh? So casual?" Zhuge Mo'er was shocked. "He's not as strong as me."

"... Senior Sister, you have been talking about endlessness for a long time, is it just for this sentence?" After Zhuge Moer finished speaking, she immediately wrapped her clothes tightly, fearing that Jian Xin would put his hand in again.

Jian Xin stared at Zhuge Moer for a while and rolled his eyes. "Isn't it possible?"

"Okay, okay, okay—Senior Sister, let me go!"

Zhuge Moer nodded repeatedly and followed Jian Xin like his most loyal henchman.

Jian Xin didn't sit down, but walked straight ahead. The supreme and ruthless sword intent hidden in the wind and snow melted away like snowflakes falling into a furnace. This scene naturally made Zhuge Moer marvel again and again.

As the descendant of Zhuge Ji's master, Zhuge Mo'er could discern the laws governing the workings of heaven and earth. Therefore, Zhuge Mo'er could tell that Jian Xin hadn't used any special means, but was simply moving forward. It was these supreme and ruthless sword intentions that had dissolved on their own.

This is definitely not as simple as being stronger than that Half-Step Sword Immortal.

"Big Sister, what kind of sword intent are you cultivating?"

"What other sword skills can a sword cultivator cultivate?" Jian Xin asked helplessly.

Zhuge Moer gave Jian Xin a strange look, then rolled her eyes and asked slyly, "Big Sister, what do you think of Master?"

"Master saved my life and raised me."

"Your kindness is as heavy as a mountain, Senior Sister. How do you plan to repay Master?" Zhuge Moer chuckled.

Jian Xin was stunned, feeling something was wrong, but after careful consideration, it seemed nothing was wrong. He stopped and thought for a moment before hesitating, "Am I not... repaying my master now?"

"Senior Sister, we are just helping Master with his worries. Master is capable of handling it on his own. This can't be considered as a reward," Zhuge Moer corrected him with a raised finger.

Jian Xin thought about it carefully and felt that this was true. However, the question came too suddenly. She had not thought about the day when she would leave Li Yanmo, so she could not think of how to repay him. She asked, "Old Five, how do you want to repay me?"

"As for repaying something, of course, if the master is lacking something, then that's what I'm repaying."

Zhuge Moer raised the corner of her mouth and played with her hair in a shy manner.

"Master has been single for so many years. Senior Sister——"

Zhuge Moer pressed Jian Xin's shoulder, his eyes flashing with gossip, curiosity and incitement, and he moved closer to Jian Xin little by little.

"How about you pledge your love to me?"

Jian Xin's pupils suddenly shrank, and the dusty door in his heart was kicked open, and all the things squeezed inside rushed out.

Certain emotions creep in.

This violent reaction caused her sword intent to begin to transform, and the surrounding supreme and ruthless sword intent was also affected and gradually dissipated.

Zhuge Moer's face changed drastically, "Big Big Big Sister! You've broken the supreme and ruthless sword intent of this cold realm! Take away anything valuable quickly!!!"

Jian Xin reacted suddenly, raised his hand and reached out to grab Han Jing. A black light lit up from it and went straight to Jian Xin's face.

At this moment, a loud angry roar came from the sky.

"He Fang, young man, is this something you can take?"

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth shook, and a giant sword fell as if to knock down this world, but the black light had already fallen into Jian Xin's hands.

It was a tattered, black rectangular stick.

Jian Xin grasped the stick and swung it upwards. The black stick seemed to have been polished trillions of times and turned into a black sword during the swing.

An arc of light fell, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth vibrated, the falling giant sword turned into countless petals, and the frozen cold land ushered in early spring.

Zhuge Moer, who was standing aside, opened her mouth wide and was about to complain when she met Jian Xin's embarrassed and angry eyes.

(End of this chapter)