Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 172 The Uninvited Guest (15th of the 10,000-word update)

Back in his cave, Song Yan rested for the time being.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Song Yan sat cross-legged in the training room, with a flying sword lying across his body.

The sword's blade shimmered with spiritual light, and faint sword energy swirled around it.

Calling it a flying sword is inaccurate, as it is actually an ordinary sword.

Sacrificing to the Lin King.

At this moment, it has already been refined by Song Yan.

Although Song Yan knew from the beginning that it was an ordinary weapon, it was still the sword body that the senior sword cultivator used until the late Foundation Establishment stage, and only changed after breaking through to the Golden Core stage.

He always felt there must be something special about it, or some hidden secret.

However, it does not.

That's true, how can one person have all the advantages in the world?

However, in terms of the sword's inherent toughness, it has reached the level of most low-grade magic weapons.

The amount of sword energy and spiritual power it can withstand is almost the same as that of a typical low-grade magic weapon.

Perhaps it's because that senior once used a Qilin scale to forge it.

"Use a scale from a Qilin on a piece of ordinary iron..."

Senior Nie is truly free-spirited.

Song Yan admitted that in this respect, his state of mind was indeed not up to the level of his predecessors.

By fusing some ordinary forging materials onto a magical artifact, the artifact's power will not be reduced much.

While forging a weapon material onto an ordinary weapon can greatly enhance its power, its essential nature as an ordinary weapon remains unchanged.

His thoughts began to wander as he recalled Nie Chao.

"At the end of that illusion, the sword-robed Taoist said that his master, who was also the grandmaster of Senior Nie Chao, had gone to a very far place..."

At first glance, this sounds like some kind of excuse for remembering the deceased.

However, since these words were spoken by a sword cultivator, they should be taken literally.

"Could it be that the ancient sword cultivators disappeared because they went to that 'far away' place?"

Xiao Song was thinking.

But for him, the farthest place in the world seemed to be the Central Region.

The concepts of "Northern Frontier" and "Fairy Island" are very vague.

"What's the big deal? Surely not all the sword cultivators have to go..."

His thoughts gradually calmed down, and he turned his gaze back to the flying sword in front of him.

The useless sword box can only hold two flying swords, and now it's too small to hold any more.

However, Song Yan plans to include Lianli and Jilinjun in the future.

The unmoored boat is placed inside the Yin-Yang Pearl.

Whether the natal flying sword is in the sword box or in the Yin-Yang Pearl makes little difference.

However, placing it in the sword box, where it is nurtured by the sword's energy, might significantly improve the quality of ordinary iron.

If I were to command them in the future, I would be more adept at it.

The simplest "sword formation" recorded in the various sword techniques requires at least three flying swords to be executed.

Song Yan planned to begin studying the key points of the sword formation after the sect's sword-testing session concluded.

Even if he can't master it right away, at least he now has enough foundation to move in that direction.

Just as he sheathed his flying sword, intending to calm his mind and rest,

Suddenly, a fluctuation came from the restrictions outside the cave.

"Ok?"

At this time, who would come to visit?
Song Yan slowly stepped out of the cave, only to see two people outside the courtyard, a man and a woman.

One of the male cultivators, who appeared to be middle-aged, stood with his hands behind his back, his cultivation level unclear.

He was dressed in the robes of an elder, his face solemn, exuding an imposing presence without anger.

"Elder Yang Wenxuan?"

There are actually quite a few elders in the sect, but only a small group of people truly hold high positions and wield great power.

After the incident at Silent Valley, Elder Yang Wenxuan had already met with him. Upon seeing this person, Song Yan's heart sank slightly.

The reason is simple: during their brief contact and conversation, Yang Wenxuan was the most difficult to talk to among all the elders.

He is very...

Deceptive.

I wonder what the purpose is of this elder's special visit without issuing an imperial edict.

Standing next to Yang Wenxuan was a young female disciple whom Song Yan did not recognize.

With her beautiful face, Song Yan felt that she looked very familiar.

This person... seems to bear some resemblance to Senior Sister Qin Ying.

Although he had doubts, Song Yan dared not be negligent because there were sect elders among the other party.

He immediately straightened his robes, removed the protective barrier, and went out to greet them.

Song Yan bowed respectfully, saying, "Disciple Song Yan greets Elder Yang."

Yang Wenxuan nodded slightly, glanced at Song Yan, and then smiled warmly, "Nephew Song, there's no need for such formalities. You performed brilliantly at yesterday's Sword-Touching Competition, and I've come to offer my congratulations."

Song Yan quickly waved his hand: "This disciple dares not accept such praise."

He hurriedly tried to welcome the two into the cave, but Yang Wenxuan stopped him.

“Nephew Song, there’s no need for you to go to such trouble. We just happened to be passing by when we came to pay a visit.”

He walked into the courtyard, raised his hand and pointed to the girl beside him: "This is my little apprentice Qin Sheng. She saw the demeanor of Junior Nephew Song yesterday and insisted on coming to visit."

Qin Sheng bowed gracefully, her smile gentle: "Senior Brother Song."

Song Yan quickly returned the greeting: "Junior Sister Qin."

The surname Qin...

Could it be that she really has some connection with Senior Sister Qin Ying?

He pondered in his mind, but his attention was mostly focused on Yang Wenxuan.

As an elder, his sudden visit would never be for a simple reason such as offering congratulations or simply passing by.

"Elder Yang has come in person. If there is anything important you wish to discuss, why don't we come inside and talk?"

Song Yan stepped aside to make way and gestured for them to proceed.

Yang Wenxuan waved his hand again: "No need. I came here today not only to offer my congratulations, but also to ask you something."

Song Yan felt a chill run down his spine, but his expression remained impassive:

"Please speak, Elder."

Yang Wenxuan's gaze was deep as he slowly said, "Nephew Song, have you ever heard of the Qin family of Southern Chu?"

Song Yan paused, his expression unchanged, and his gaze swept almost imperceptibly over Qin Sheng.

He immediately replied, "The Qin clan, one of the four great immortal clans, is naturally aware of the Northern Yan and Southern Qin."

But I had some unusual thoughts in my mind.

He vaguely remembered that after the incident at Silent Valley, he had ridden in a carriage with a group of mortals.

The carriage carried Xie family disciples who were on their way to the Taoist sect to seek immortality.

The rudimentary form of my Daoist heart was thanks to the Nan Hong clay figurine given to me by the Xie family.

Looking back, the Qin Clan's conduct doesn't seem to be upright.

Song Yan has been in the cultivation world for quite some time now.

He understood the principle of the survival of the fittest very well.

Perhaps the Qin family was originally a law-abiding clan, with generations of unknown cultivators painstakingly building their power, eventually eroding the power of a fallen cultivation family, which led to their current state.

Now that "today" has come, it is natural to ensure the dominance of this immortal cultivation family in Southern Chu.

After all, they knew very well how many "cultivation families" were standing on their feet, just like they had been back then, trying to climb up step by step.

There's nothing wrong with that.

However, since the incident happened right before his eyes, his impression of the Qin family was inevitably rather negative.

How the Qin family behaves is their prerogative.

How he evaluates himself is his own business.

Here's a 10,000-word update! Happy holidays everyone!
Thank you everyone for your monthly tickets, subscriptions, and recommendations! Thank you so much!


(End of this chapter)