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Chapter 204 Seeking the Sword's Edge in the Sword Tomb: Only Fierce Spirit Remains; Returning from the Tempering Pool: The First Test of Sharpness [Two-in-One]

"No deep-seated hatred? Aren't those humiliations considered hatred?"

Yan Yunsheng walked through the Sword Tomb, cursing and swearing.

"And to make me lose face so badly on the [Five Qi Mystic Heaven Boat], there's absolutely no way Tang Hao and I can just let this go so easily."

As for finding an opportunity to kill the other party directly, that was certainly something he wanted to do.

Unfortunately, it probably won't be that easy.

"This guy's identity is extraordinary. He stirred up a conflict between the Phoenix Palace and the Qinghua Sect, yet he still managed to get the sect leader and elders to protect him."

In the past few days, Yan Yunsheng has been inquiring about Tang Hao's whereabouts quite a bit.

He had already asked someone he knew about what happened after the two brothers left that day.

According to the other party, at the time, Sect Leader Chi and Fairy Yan did not hesitate or feel embarrassed at all; they were simply taking sides regardless of right or wrong.

This shows that if he were to actually fight in a kendo match...

Unless there is a particularly good opportunity to kill in one blow.

Otherwise, the other party would definitely be rescued by their sect elders.

Even if they finally find an opportunity to kill Tang Hao.

Even if the competition has a rule that life and death are not considered, I'm afraid I won't have a good ending.

"After all, I'm just a disciple of an ordinary elder." He shook his head and sighed, "How can I compare to a true disciple?"

"The best course of action is to find his fatal weakness, devise a plan that will allow us to kill him without blaming me," Yan Yunsheng said, narrowing his eyes.

As she traveled, she recalled scenes related to Tang Hao in her mind.

Especially what happened before yesterday's alchemy competition: "I heard that the disciple of Phoenix Palace that Tang Hao captured might be a member of the Hufeng clan in the Northern Region."

The Free and Unfettered Sword Sect is located near the Canglan River, and cultivators from the Northern Region often pass through there.

He boasted that he had some understanding of the clan members.

The clan is known as the Bloodline Cultivator Clan, and the Wind Clan is particularly skilled in speed.

Tang Hao's ability to outspeed his opponent was both within his understanding and unexpected.

Since they first met, the other party has shown many unexpected behaviors, but has not demonstrated much real strength.

What impressed him most was the speed.

After glancing at the jade slip in his hand, Yan Yunsheng considered for a moment and then quickly chose a direction to move forward.

He completely ignored the numerous swords he encountered on the road.

Until they came to a deep pool beside a stream.

"Strange, where did it go?" Yan Yunsheng fiddled with the puddle for a long time, but couldn't find the half of the sword hilt he remembered.

He refused to believe it and went straight down into the water pit, picking up his magical sword and digging around.

They even tried to pump the water out of the pit.

Unfortunately, the restrictions within the Sword Tomb made it difficult for him to do this.

"Foundation Establishment is indeed difficult. If I had already formed my Core, I should be able to somewhat resist the restrictions in the Sword Tomb."

But there's no way around it; once he forms his core, he won't be able to participate in swordplay competitions anymore, which would be a huge loss.

[The Free and Unfettered Sword Sect] If a disciple of our sect wins first place in this competition...

In addition to the Sword Tempering Pool slots available to all participants.

There are also other sect awards, as well as rewards from their respective masters.

Yan Yunsheng naturally couldn't give up.

"Could it be that I remembered the place wrong?" He scratched his head and carefully examined the surrounding environment again in front of the jade slip. "No, this is the place."

His jade slips contained the locations of many swords that could be identified as magical artifacts.

Most of them were bought from other places, but there were a few that he found himself.

For example, there should have been a magic weapon-level sword in the direction of heavy water in this deep pit.

The discovery of this magical sword was entirely due to luck.

That was shortly after he had condensed his sword essence.

The Sword Tomb actually occupies a fairly large area.

For an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator, it would take a considerable amount of time to explore this area, which would be a huge waste of cultivation time.

Therefore, most newly condensed Qi Refining disciples simply stroll around the entrance area.

Yan Yunsheng, however, did not. He spent a full half month imprinting his footprints on almost every part of the Sword Tomb.

This naturally involves eating, drinking, defecating, and sleeping. Many sword cultivators are not proficient in any "cleaning techniques," especially since he had just become a cultivator at the time.

I took a bath in this relatively safe puddle.

"Could it be that Tang Hao obtained this sword?" Yan Yunsheng's face darkened.

Magic-grade swords are no longer common items; anyone who obtains one will definitely make a big fuss about it. He has always paid close attention to news in this area.

When someone obtains a magical artifact, he will always compare it with his own records based on the general description and characteristics.

What he was certain of was that there had been no news about this heavy water sword all along.

Yan Yunsheng unleashed a powerful sword strike at the puddle, roaring, "It's one thing for Palace Master Fengming to be forced to submit, but why did the Sect Leader agree to his three conditions? On what grounds?!"

Originally, he was quite confident in defeating Tang Hao in the kendo competition.

Upon learning that the other party intended to enter the Sword Tomb to select a sword, he immediately lost his composure.

With their similar cultivation levels, a magic-grade flying sword is enough to change the course of the battle.

So he hurriedly gathered some funds with his fellow disciples and rushed to the Sword Tomb to choose a sword, determined to avoid being at a disadvantage in the flying sword competition.

"It's just strange that someone who follows the path of lightness and speed would choose the Heavy Water Sword, and even be recognized by this sword." Yan Yunsheng frowned in confusion.

He then glanced at the jade slip again before setting off for his next destination.

He muttered to himself along the way, "This sword is hidden even deeper. Now that you have obtained the Heavy Water Sword, you must have left happily by now!"

Although the Heavy Water Sword is hidden deep, if one wade into a deep pit, one can clearly sense the difference in the water there.

As for the other sword, Yan Yunsheng was confident that no one could find it.

After traveling for almost half an hour, he arrived at the foot of a small hill.

I determined my location by looking at the nearby trees and rocks, and then stopped after taking a short detour.

Looking at the hillside and rocky cliffs hidden by lush grass and vines, Yan Yunsheng smiled with satisfaction.

"As expected of me, I sowed more grass and vine seeds to cover this stone cave completely."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, parted the grass and vines, revealing a low and narrow entrance behind the cave, only wide enough for one person to enter.

Yan Yunsheng squeezed in with some difficulty: "Compared to the year I entered the Dao, I have grown much taller and stronger. Fortunately, I can barely get in."

After passing through the initial narrow opening, the space inside became much more spacious, and we walked another three or five zhang (approximately 10-15 meters).

"Could it be even deeper?" Yan Yunsheng looked at the empty space in mid-air and nodded slightly. "That makes sense. Back then, he was still a young boy who hadn't grown up yet, so it's normal that his perception of distance was different from now."

But even after walking all the way to the bottom of the cave, the strange black and white sword that had been floating in mid-air in my memory was nowhere to be found.

"Where's my sword? Where's my sword?"

With disbelief on his face, Yan Yunsheng was momentarily devastated, as if he had lost his parents.

If the Heavy Water Sword was his alternative, then the black and white Heavy Pressure Sword was the dream sword he longed for and was determined to possess.

Every time he wakes up in the middle of the night, recalling how he touched the other person and was overwhelmed by the pressure they released, to the point that he vomited blood on the spot, he secretly vowed in his heart that he must get it.

Therefore, he has been deliberately refining his swordsmanship in the direction of heaviness and suppression, trying to conform to the style of the black and white greatsword.

But now, the sword has disappeared.

"Who is it?" Yan Yunsheng's eyes were bloodshot. "Tang Hao, yes! It must be Tang Hao!"

"I see!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Tang Hao's approach is probably a combination of light and heavy techniques, using agile and swift movements to drive a steady and powerful sword aura. That's why he took the Heavy Water Sword and the Black and White Heavy Sword with him."

"But how exactly did he discover these two swords?" This was something he couldn't understand at all.

Ultimately, it can only be attributed to Tang Hao's extraordinary luck.

At this moment, Yan Yunsheng was heartbroken, but he could only force himself to stay strong: "Since we're here, we must choose a sword to take back. Once the contribution is deducted, it will not be refunded."

Thus, from time to time, shouts of "No!", "Why!", "Who is it?", and "What exactly happened?" could be heard from all around the Sword Tomb.

He spent half the night running around all the locations recorded in the jade slip, only to find that there was no magic weapon or flying sword at the target location.

If it weren't for the fact that Yan Yunsheng himself had also recorded some information, he would have even suspected that this intelligence was deliberately fabricated by someone else to trick him.

"What exactly happened?"

Yan Yunsheng sat dejectedly on a boulder, holding a top-grade spiritual weapon sword in his hand, feeling as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Since the magic weapon cannot be found, we can only settle for second best.

According to intelligence, the sword in his hand was probably once a magical artifact, but over time, due to lack of nurturing, its spiritual power deteriorated and its grade dropped.

He has already verified it, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

After dawn, there will be a swordsmanship competition. This is the best-quality and most promising sword he could find in a short time.

Yan Yunsheng had already confirmed that the other items in the jade slip that were suspected to be magical treasures were all just junk.

This is quite normal; the information in the jade slip was collected by the disciples of the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect during their Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages.

Even though sword cultivators have an advantage in judging the quality of swords, they are still inevitably blinded by appearances.

He left the Sword Tomb in a daze, his face pale.

Upon noticing this, Fang Moyang immediately stood up and went to greet him: "Junior brother, what's wrong? So many magical treasures and flying swords, you really couldn't have taken down a single one?"

Seeing Yan Yunsheng shaking his head in a daze.

He couldn't help but slap his forehead, his face full of disappointment and frustration.

"I told you to come after you've formed your core, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened, you still owe so many contribution points. Sigh..."

Unable to hold back his complaints, Fang Moyang noticed that his expression had become even more unpleasant, so he sighed and prepared to offer a few words of comfort.

Then I heard my junior brother say, "It's gone, it's all gone."

"Everything is gone?" Fang Moyang was puzzled and frowned as he looked over.

He wondered if his junior brother had suffered too much of a blow, causing his Dao heart to become somewhat unstable.
Yan Yunsheng seemed to finally come to his senses at this moment. Upon seeing his senior brother, he immediately hugged him tightly.

He wailed, "I've been to every place that remembers magic weapons and swords, and there's not a single one left. The black and white heavy sword that I was most concerned about is gone too. Senior brother, it's gone!"

"You're the one who's gone!" Fang Moyang rolled his eyes. Seeing how heartbroken his junior brother was, he didn't know what to say and could only gently comfort him.

Yan Yunsheng was taught by him from the beginning, and later he even introduced him to his own master, making the two of them fellow disciples. It can be said that he could be considered half a master to Yan Yunsheng.

He had indeed heard his junior brother mention the black and white greatswords, but his junior brother had always kept their exact location a closely guarded secret, refusing to reveal even the slightest detail.

After being comforted, Fang Moyang couldn't help but frown.

Not counting the ones his junior brother recorded himself, just the location information he bought from his fellow disciples alone included nearly ten swords, all gone? To be honest, he found it hard to believe.

So he hesitated slightly and said, "Junior brother was probably tricked and bought fake information?"

“Impossible, I…” Yan Yunsheng spoke and gestured, trying to convince his senior brother to believe him.

Finally, he stated unequivocally, "It must be Tang Hao who broke the rules and took all those magical treasures!"

Meanwhile, within the barrier not far away.

The four people, who were resting with their eyes closed, were also woken up by the two brothers.

Yan Jincheng and his Daoist partner exchanged a glance and said, "It shouldn't be like that. This is Fellow Daoist Tang's first time entering the Sword Tomb. It's reasonable that it took him so long to find a sword that suits his taste."

As for the location information given by True Monarch Jianyan, he didn't even dare to mention it. He knew his father's temperament and behavior better than anyone else.

I don't think so either.

Weng Yuning also shook her head, "Resonating with a sword is not easy. Fellow Daoist Tang has just formed his sword core, and it is even more difficult for him to connect with a magic weapon-level sword. How could he possibly sweep so many in one go?"

They witnessed it firsthand: when Tang Hao tried to comprehend the sword monument that morning, he didn't even have any sword essence; he had only dabbled in ordinary sword techniques.

Bai Jue and Yan Yumin, watching the discussion between the two couples inside and outside the barrier, couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

They exchanged a glance and then fell silent.

Suddenly, a pleasant young voice came from the stone steps on the right: "If you say that, I'll sue you for defamation!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Moyang and Yan Yunsheng looked in the direction of the voice in astonishment.

Upon seeing the handsome young man with rosy lips and white teeth, they were all momentarily stunned.

"Tang Hao, how did you get out of the Sword Tempering Pool? Those three conditions..." Yan Yunsheng said halfway before suddenly realizing what was going on.

The other party had clearly used up all three of their conditions in Sword Edge Valley.

Fang Moyang gently tugged at his arm, glanced around, and whispered to his junior brother, "The sect elders and the other party's elders must be present. Don't cause trouble!"

"He's here? That's even better, let him explain!" Yan Yunsheng was already filled with anger because of his own speculation when he was at the Sword Tomb.

Upon seeing the person in question, how could he possibly suppress his anger? It was immediately unleashed.

With a clang, the long sword in his hand was drawn and transformed into a long rainbow, slashing towards the opposite side.

Unlike his burning anger, Tang Hao was in an extremely good mood.

Seeing the other party attack without warning, he showed no anger whatsoever.

He flicked it out with just a flick of his finger.

With a "ding," he flicked his finger precisely onto the sword.

Yan Yunsheng's newly acquired sword immediately flew out of his hand.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yunsheng was relentless and once again drew a long sword, slashing at Tang Hao.

It can be done once, but not twice.

Tang Hao didn't care about the first blow.

That's because, after all, they were in the other sect, and their senior brother was by their side.

Yan Jincheng and his wife were considered senior members of their school, so although they weren't seen, they were definitely nearby.

Ultimately, I have to give them some face.

But the other party was ungrateful and attacked again, so he couldn't be blamed.

He sensed the killing intent in Tang Hao's eyes and the aura of a Core Formation cultivator.

Fang Moyang was startled: "Be careful!"

As he gave the warning, he flashed forward, sword in hand, to block his junior brother's path.

(End of this chapter)