Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 333 The World's Sword Sect
Because of the existence of the Imperial Palace, the Central Region appears to be a very peaceful place on the surface.

However, in the Chu Kingdom and its border regions, there was no known technique that could bypass a cultivator's divine sense and directly take items from a storage artifact.

This is too gloomy.

With a calm expression, Song Yan took out two items from his Qiankun bag.

One of them was the Xuan'e Bailing Mask, which had been sealed away for a long time and had never been used.

The other one is the Sword Sect Jade Chapter.

With a flick of his fingertips, he drew a wisp of special energy from the Sword Sect Jade Seal and sent it into the Xuan'e Bailing Mask.

When the painting was stamped, the seal of Taixu Yangjian was used, which naturally absorbed some of the painting's energy.

Since acquiring the Endless Treasury, the Xuan'e Worshiping Spirit Mask has become less useful to Song Yan, so he has hardly used it since. He never expected that he would still be able to use it now.

You scoundrel, don't think you can just swallow your loss and move on by stealing only one painting.

Anyway, when I go to the Central Region, I just need to tell Senior Brother Lin Qing to borrow the teleportation array.

Don't let me catch you, this isn't over.

He thought to himself through gritted teeth.

Originally, Song Yan was in a good mood and happy, but it took him two or three days to gradually calm down the anger in his heart.

But for some reason, the murderous thought in my heart lingered and I couldn't shake it off.

However, he was unwilling to waste any more time and planned to start refining the flying sword immediately.

After taking out the "Jin Guiren" sword and examining it closely, Song Yan's mood improved slightly.

The cultivators of ancient times were indeed very wealthy and powerful.

From the casual conversation between Senior Zhong Min and Senior Dao Xuan, we know that this sword was a flying sword specially made for Zhong Min by his mother, who taught herself weapon crafting before he formally joined the Sword Sect.

Even though this flying sword sounds like something a beginner would use, its grade has actually reached the level of a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

It surpasses the current Unmoored Boat and is currently the highest-grade flying sword in Song Yan's possession.

A mid-grade spiritual weapon...

If it were auctioned off, I wonder how many tens of thousands of spirit stones it could fetch.

Song Yan pondered, when Senior Zhong Min first entered the sect, he was probably only at the late stage of Qi Refining at most, so how could he have a mid-grade spiritual weapon in his hand...?

Let's put these messy thoughts aside for now.

Within the Zhendao Sword Palace, a surge of energy coursed through the air. With a flick of the sword finger, wisps of sword energy flowed toward the flying sword, beginning the refining process.

Mastering a mid-grade spiritual weapon takes a relatively long time, approximately twelve hours, before the initial refinement is complete.

With a thought, Song Yan channeled his divine sense into the flying sword, imprinting it with his own divine sense imprint.

Only now has the Jin Guiren fully completed the ritual.

Song Yan immediately activated his sword energy, wielding the mid-grade spiritual weapon and casually unleashing a few sword moves before storing it in the Endless Treasury.

At the same time, he skillfully immersed his divine sense into the Yin-Yang Realm.

The Jin Guiren was seen quietly floating beside the sword lotus.

Sword energy surged around the lotus.

Between the heavens, the yin and yang energies descended and converged above Jin Guiren, forming the figure of a woman.

It looked ordinary, and carried a box on its back, the contents of which were unknown.

After the woman's figure solidified, she looked at Song Yan and slowly walked forward.

She smiled gently, then raised her hand and patted Song Yan's head.

In an instant, Song Yan felt as if she were bathed in a spring breeze, as if she had been embraced by her mother.

The setbacks, tribulations, crises, and grievances experienced in the world of cultivation all rushed into my heart at once, and then gradually dissipated in this warm embrace.

He felt himself letting his guard down, his eyes gradually becoming sleepy, and then he slowly closed them.

……

“Ah Min, you have to be more ambitious. Xuanmei even mortgaged and sold this shop in Heshan for you.”

"Sister Xuan, come back and visit often."

I could hear a lot of people talking around me, men and women, and there seemed to be quite a few of them.

“I know. One day, when I take Amin to find the sacred mountain, find a famous master, or join a Taoist sect, I will be free of worries and will naturally come back to find you.”

She opened her eyes and saw a gentle woman comforting her sister.

Those around them all showed expressions of reluctance in their eyes.

"Alright, everyone, please don't see me off any further. Please go back now."

The gentle woman turned her head and looked at herself.

"Ah Min, let's go."

"..."

I didn't say anything, but just followed this gentle woman and walked slowly forward, my mind a little confused.

This is the Eastern Wilderness of the Central Region, Heshan.

The cultivators around us were all independent cultivators who lived on Lotus Mountain year-round, including the woman, who was my mother, who was also one of them.

I was born and raised here. The independent cultivators stick together for warmth and support, and they have a deep bond with each other.

So these cultivators are actually elders who have watched me grow up.

Now that my mother and I are leaving Heshan, everyone is naturally a little reluctant to part with us.

My father died before I was born.

I always thought my mother was a weak woman who lacked assertiveness and preferred stability.

did not think of.

Just because I said I liked swordsmanship and wanted to become a swordsman, she really gave up everything in Heshan and wanted to take me to find a famous master.

On one side is the shop her mother painstakingly built, a stable source of spiritual income, and on the other side is Heshan, a place she knows well and where life is peaceful and tranquil.

On the other side is the endless, purposeless pilgrimage to the mountain to seek immortals.

Isn't Mother afraid that everything she's done will be in vain?
At this moment, it was I who felt fear and trepidation.

My name is Zhong Min.

……

This gentle woman, named Jiang Youxuan, was just an ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm rogue cultivator.

The first place she brought Zhong Min to was the Central Region, Yanzhou.

Looking at the atmosphere, so different from that of the Eastern Wilderness, Zhong Min couldn't help but ask, "Mother, why did we come here?"

A hint of reminiscence flickered in Jiang Youxuan's eyes.

"Because this is where your father used to live."

Only now, after the two have entered the territory of Yanzhou, does Zhong Min realize that his father, Zhong Yuxing, comes from a family of cultivators in Yanzhou.

“I’ve never told you this before, but although your father isn’t a sword cultivator, he is quite accomplished in sword control.”

Zhong Min's eyes lit up; this was the first time his mother had mentioned these things.

"He told me that he seemed to have met a remarkable person back in his hometown..."

“Mother,” Zhong Min suddenly interrupted his mother, asking, “How did Father die? Was he murdered by someone?”

Upon hearing her son's question, Jiang Youxuan's expression froze.

"Your father had bad luck, there was nothing that could be done."

She sighed, tears welling in her gentle eyes: "Ah Xing gave up a marriage contract with a prestigious family for my sake, which caused him to break with his family and eventually leave the Zhong family."

"We went to live in seclusion on Heshan Mountain in the Eastern Wilderness, thinking that we would be inseparable from each other from then on."

"Unexpectedly, at that time, demonic cultivators from the Eastern Wilderness appeared. Not only Lotus Mountain, but also many scattered cultivator settlements around it, all of which mobilized manpower to take turns going out to guard." "I was pregnant at the time and did not need to participate, but your father could not escape it."

"As luck would have it, he ran into that demonic cultivator and that's how he lost his life."

"..."

When young Chung-min first heard the cause of his father's death, he remained silent.

Yanzhou, Hongze Commandery.

The Zhong family.

The two had ordinary tea in front of them, and an elderly man who seemed to be a stranger who was guarding the ancestral hall.

"What brings you two to the Zhong family this time?"

"I apologize for disturbing you. I am the former young master of the Zhong family, Zhong Yuxing's first wife."

"Hehe, are you referring to Zhong Yuxing, the one who broke off his engagement with the Wei family back then?"

The old man smiled and said, "He has been expelled from the Zhong clan. The Zhong clan has no such young master."

Clearly, the other party thought that something had happened to Zhong Yuxing and that this female cultivator wanted to bring her family back to the Zhong clan and rely on their connections.

Jiang Youxuan quickly explained, "Please don't misunderstand, I came here to inquire about something..."

Young Chung-min calmly observed everything around him.

The people in this family were actually quite polite to them.

However, the sense of alienation and indifference was very obvious; they did not acknowledge him as a member of the Zhong family at all.

Even after her mother explained her purpose, they still didn't get the information they wanted. The name Zhong Yuxing was rarely heard in the family anymore, and no one was interested in knowing anything about him.

The extraordinary person encountered here remains unknown to most.

"It's also your fault for not having the good fortune. Two or three years ago, it happened to be the year when the Jingxu Sword Sect was recruiting disciples. Although very few were able to enter the sect, it was still better than you two searching like headless flies."

"May I ask, elder, where is the Jingxu Sword Sect located?"

"How could I possibly know that? However, if you really have no idea where to go, you could try going to Jingzhou and Xiangyang first."

"The Jingxu Sword Sect has always recruited disciples in Xiangyang for the first time."

Jiang Youxuan thanked the old man and left Yanzhou with Zhong Min.

For more than a year afterward, the mother took Zhong Min and traveled over mountains and valleys, searching for many immortal sects along the way, but to no avail.

They eventually arrived in Jingzhou and settled in Xiangyang County.

Residences in the market are too expensive, so Jiang Youxuan needs to save spirit stones to help her son, Zhong Min, lay a solid foundation for cultivation.

Now that Zhong Min is twelve years old, he will soon be of age to enter the Dao.

The mother and daughter walked through the deep mountains of Xiangyang, looking for a suitable place to serve as a temporary cave dwelling.

Unexpectedly, by sheer chance, the two found a secluded valley.

After some exploration, the mother and son discovered that this place was actually the residence of a senior sword cultivator in his later years.

After paying their respects to their predecessors, the two decided to stay there for the time being.

Three years passed by in a flash.

For the past three years, Zhong Min has been oblivious to everything else, focusing solely on mastering the art of sword control.

Everything else was handled by her mother, Jiang Youxuan.

Finally, on this day, a piece of news spread throughout the towns and markets of Xiangyang County.

Soon, the Jingxu Sword Sect will be recruiting disciples.

These six years of spring, summer, autumn and winter have finally given the mother and son hope.

However, the day did not fulfill everyone's wish.

Zhong Min did not pass the entrance examination for the sect.

His swordsmanship was outstanding among his peers, but his spiritual roots were too poor. His aptitude of four spiritual roots was unacceptable to a major sect like the Jingxu Sword Sect.

"Mother, let's go back."

In the secluded valley, Zhong Min tidied everything up. He couldn't accept that his mother's years of dedication to him had gone to waste.

What I find even more unacceptable is that I have to continue like this.

Jiang Youxuan asked, "Where are we going back to?"

“Go back to Heshan.”

“Ah Min.” Jiang Youxuan shook her head: “If the Jingxu Sword Sect doesn’t work, we’ll go find other sects. It’s not like it’s the only one in the world.”

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with that."

Jiang Youxuan smiled gently and stroked Zhong Min's head: "There's always a way out, you don't need to worry about your mother."

“I believe your father in heaven will also bless you.”

……

It's hard to say whether it was truly a blessing from the father's spirit in heaven, or a change in fortune after the mother and son had suffered so much in the past.

Just as the mother and son were deciding which direction to go, an uninvited guest appeared in the secluded valley.

This person was young-looking, with a handsome face, and wore a black robe and cloak.

Although no spiritual power could be sensed from this person, the restrictive array that Jiang Youxuan had set up around him seemed to have no effect on him whatsoever.

Without uttering a single warning sound, the man appeared in the secluded valley and stood before the mother and child.

"Excuse me, gentlemen. This sword mound is the former residence of a friend of mine. May I ask who you two are?"

Even the most foolish person could see that this cultivator's realm was unfathomable.

The mother and son apologized repeatedly, sincerely explained the situation, and asked for the other party's forgiveness.

"We hope you won't take offense, senior. We'll be leaving now."

The young man nodded at first, seemingly not intending to pursue the matter, but perhaps remembering something, he quickly said, "Hey, wait a minute."

Upon hearing this, both mother and son felt a chill and looked at the man with some wariness.

He didn't care at all, and just looked Zhong Min up and down.

"What's your name?"

“Junior Zhongmin.”

“Jung Min…”

He pondered for a while, seemingly lost in thought.

However, he quickly spoke up, saying, "My surname is Ye, my given name is Chen, and I am the Sect Master of the Sword Sect."

"I've calculated that we are destined to meet. If you are truly devoted to the way of the sword, why not become my disciple? What do you say?"

Jiang Youxuan and Zhong Min looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although this person had the air of an immortal, his claim of calculating with his fingers sounded rather unreliable.

However, the mother was the first to react and immediately asked, "We are extremely grateful to have gained your favor, senior. May I ask which sword sect you belong to? And where is your sect located?"

Ye Chen laughed and waved his hand: "Oh dear, my sect hasn't been established for many years. I'm only the second-generation sect leader."

"The sect is also quite remote, located on the border of the Eastern Wilderness."

"As for which sword sect... hehe, fellow Daoist."

He held up one finger and slowly said, "Throughout history, in all of humanity..."

"There is only one Sword Sect."

(End of this chapter)