Borrowing a sword

Chapter 127 Leader? You're not worthy.
Inside the bamboo grove, Jiang Zhi repeatedly pondered these words.

It seemed to be a response to what he was thinking.

He felt something in his heart, yet two opposing forces seemed to be clashing.

An aura emanated from him, and even the wooden hairpin of the slender Taoist nun trembled almost imperceptibly.

Chu Huaixu felt the small black sword in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly throb, as if it had met its match.

But all of this happened in the blink of an eye.

The junior Taoist master, dressed in a white robe, returned to normal.

He looked around at everyone and asked, "Who carved those ugly characters on the Monument to the Gentlemen?"

All eyes turned to Chu Huaixu.

"Is it you?" Jiang Zhi asked.

Chu Huaixu nodded slightly, but said nothing.

He was deeply moved at the time, and influenced by the inner sword within his sea of ​​consciousness, he angrily inscribed this sentence from Guanzi on the Gentleman's Stele.

But he knew in his heart that there must be some hidden story about that bronze sword that he didn't know.

After all, it's called "Borrowing a Sword".

Therefore, he could not be 100% certain of the stance and attitude of the Taoist leaders.

He personally guessed that it might even contradict the words he had carved.

So the dead fox thought it best to remain silent for now.

But Chu Yinyin wanted to show off, she wanted to make a name for herself on behalf of her disciple.

So she vividly recounted everything that had happened that day to her junior uncle.

After listening, Jiang Zhi gave Chu Huaixu a deep look, but ultimately said nothing more.

But he roughly understood why the young man in front of him could sense such a special sword intent.

"Fearless of heaven and earth, yet still a few who defy the established doctrines."

This is actually somewhat similar to him.

But it's not entirely the same.

Some people may admire someone because they see them as similar to themselves.

Some people, however, may feel disgust because "this child is like me".

A person who looks a bit like me, but taller, more handsome, and younger.
The junior master of the Taoist sect is notoriously jealous in this regard.

"Ninth Senior Sister, she might really like it, right?" A thought even popped into his mind as he recalled that radiant woman.

Chu Huaixu raised his head and met the gaze of the man before him who might become his grandmaster in the future.

The other person's gaze remained cold, filled with intense scrutiny.

Jiang Zhi spoke up, suddenly asking, "Chu Huaixu, have you registered for the Eastern Continent Grand Competition?"

“Grandmaster Uncle, I have reported.” he replied.

"Do you have a goal in mind?" Jiang Zhi asked again.

"Yes, I want to get a good ranking," he replied.

"Be more specific, be more honest." Jiang Zhi's tone carried a hint of interrogation and displeasure.

Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixu nodded slightly, and then spoke directly:

"Leader".

After saying that, he felt it wasn't specific enough, so he added a few more words according to his wishes:
"The leader of the East and West continents."

After staying in the purple bamboo forest for a while, Chu Huaixu was sent back by Chu Yinyin.

He could sense that this person, who held a very high seniority and status in the Taoist sect, did not seem to like him very much.

Of course, the impression Jiang Zhi gave him was not very good either.

The two of them just don't get along!

Chu Yinyin chatted with Chu Huaixu as they flew through the air.

"Ignore him. Let me tell you, with your looks, you'll never be liked by him in this lifetime." This big mouth started to speak again.

"Huh? Why?"

"My junior uncle is naturally vain and jealous, and he has some past dealings with my master."

Chu Yinyin blurted out: "If he were any more handsome, he and my master might have become Daoist partners long ago."

Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixu understood two points.

First, Chu Yinyin's master thought he was ugly.

Secondly, Chu Yinyin thinks I'm very handsome.

The slight gloom that had arisen in the bamboo grove earlier was now completely swept away.

A slight smile appeared on his face.

"Why are you looking at me and laughing?" Chu Yinyin asked curiously.

"I just think that Second Master is also very handsome, but Junior Uncle doesn't seem to dislike you." He habitually coaxed her again.

The old woman was immediately coaxed into becoming an embryo again, her mouth almost stretching to her ears.

I'm just really pretty!

She laughed smugly and waved her hand, saying, "Junior Martial Aunt only targets men in this regard. How could she target women as well? My master is a well-known beauty in the cultivation world."

After saying that, Chu Yinyin looked at Chu Huaixu and changed the subject.

"Let me tell you, when you just said your goal was to become the leader, he probably scoffed at it!"

“Once Xu Ziqing took that sword, he became completely different from other cultivators of the same level.”

"But it's okay, I still believe in you!"

"You have to make me proud," she began to encourage Chu Huaixu.

Chu Yinyin has too much of a childishness about her.

That's how kids are; if I'm closer to you, I'll support you unconditionally.

"Hmm." Chu Huaixu nodded. In fact, he didn't care whether this junior grandmaster thought highly of him or not.

Even if you want to prove yourself, you should prove it to the people who care about you.

As for those who hate you, all you have to do is make them even more unhappy.

After sending Chu Huaixu back to the bamboo house, Chu Yinyin hurriedly flew back to the Purple Bamboo Forest, afraid of missing anything.

Fortunately, when she returned, everyone was still reporting the recent events to her junior uncle.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhi nodded slightly and said, "Fifth Brother, take Xu Ziqing to Cangling Mountain tomorrow. I need to take a good look at him and that sword."

Fifth Elder Zhao Shuqi immediately replied, "Yes, Junior Uncle."

Jiang Zhi then looked at Li Chunsong and said, "Let's go. Since everyone is here, let's go to the Enforcement Court to receive our punishment now."

Li Chunsong: "."

Seeing that he was stunned, the junior uncle said coldly, "What, do you want me to test your progress over the years?"

"No, no," the philanthropic gambling king waved his hands repeatedly.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Zhi snorted coldly.

"Huh? We're done talking already?" Chu Yinyin felt like she'd been given a free pass.

"What, do you want to continue talking about your beloved disciple?" Junior Uncle glanced at her.

At this point, he couldn't help but glance around at everyone again.

"Before Xu Ziqing went up to Cangling Mountain, did you originally plan to send Chu Huaixu to the first level of the Origin Spirit Realm?" he asked.

Chu Yinyin quickly answered, "Yes, at that stage, who was more suitable than him?"

Upon hearing this, the junior master of the Daoist sect bluntly stated, "Absurd! At his current level, if he were to go to the Origin Spirit Realm, it would be a dead end for him; he would undoubtedly die!"

"Huh? He's already achieved sword enlightenment, yet he still has no chance of winning?" The old woman couldn't believe it.

"At most three or four points," Jiang Zhi replied.

But he quickly flicked his sleeve and said to himself, "But it's pointless to say all this. He can't win the championship of the East-West Continent Grand Competition."

The gambling addict Li Chunsong listened intently, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and his face turning redder and redder.

He has really been enduring this for a long time, and it's been too much for him.

He subconsciously started rubbing his hands together, and then rubbed them faster and faster.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.

Even though he knew he had offended his junior uncle, he couldn't stop gambling!

The gambling addict immediately rubbed his hands together and smiled ingratiatingly: "Junior Uncle, actually we set up a betting pool to see who will win between Chu Huaixu and Xu Ziqing."

"I understand what you just said, hehe," he chuckled dryly, giving a suggestive remark while rubbing his hands together.

Even this junior Taoist master couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

But just like the words Chu Yinyin just quoted from her master, that was her evaluation.

Jiang Zhi is a playful person.

"Did you all put your money on the line?" he asked.

After saying that, he glanced at the thin Taoist nun sitting on the boulder and asked, "Shen Man, did you also bet on yourself?"

The seventh elder of the Taoist sect remained as sparing with his words as ever, simply shaking his head.

But she quickly stammered out, "I...I and Junior Sister."

Although she habitually swallows words and doesn't speak a complete sentence, everyone has been with her for so long that they can understand what she means: she wants to place a bet with Chu Yinyin.

The old woman and the young woman immediately perked up: "Of course you have to come with me, we're definitely all betting on our future disciple!"

Her stance has always been so clear.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi snorted coldly again, then looked at Li Chunsong: "And what about you?"

He suddenly regretted betting on Chu Huaixu.

He figured that his junior uncle would be even more displeased if he heard this.

After all, Li Chunsong picked the wrong person and even bet on him to win.

But a die-hard gambler is a die-hard gambler, and he sticks to his gambling principles!

Li Chunsong went all out, saying, "Junior Uncle, I'm betting on Chu Huaixu."

Jiang Zhi snorted again: "Fine, fine! Since that's how it is, then I'll have some fun with you."

"I bet on Xu Ziqing," he said calmly, regaining his confident demeanor.

The following day, Zhao Shuqi, following his junior uncle's instructions, took Xu Ziqing to the summit of Cangling Mountain.

On the way there, he didn't forget to give him a few more instructions, telling him who wanted to see him.

Upon hearing that it was such a person, Xu Ziqing immediately nodded, not daring to ask any further questions.

He followed Zhao Shuqi up the mountain, and he knew the way quite well.

The safest place for the sword is still on the mountain.

Therefore, Xiao Xu will have to go up the mountain at least once a day from now on.

Upon reaching the summit, Jiang Zhi was already there, his back to the two of them, carefully observing the sleeping bronze sword.

Xu Ziqing secretly glanced at the back of this junior grandmaster, and in just one glance, he felt that the figure looked somewhat familiar.

"This all-white attire, and the feeling it evokes."

A sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, and his whole heart trembled slightly.

"Here you are," Jiang Zhi said, then put her hands behind her back and slowly turned around.

When Xu Ziqing looked at his face, at that ordinary-looking face, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning!
"Why is it him!"

"How could it be him?! How could it be him?!"

Sure enough, the other party was indeed the storyteller they met at the foot of the mountain!

The person who tricked him for no reason, made him travel a long way, and then spent a night in the rain at the foot of Wumeng Mountain!

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