Borrowing a sword

Chapter 132 Sword Master of the Sword Sect
In a secluded spot in the training ground, the family of three chatted for a while about everyone's recent situation.

Chu Huaixu was like a father asking his son who was never home, "Are you coming home for dinner today?"

Xu Ziqing shook his head and said, "My junior grandmaster told me to go back as soon as the competition is over."

The boy looked dejected and said, "Actually, I really miss Senior Sister Han's cooking. Over there, I can only eat fasting pills every day."

"I can't sleep soundly without hearing my senior brother's snoring," the boy muttered, as honest as ever.

As a result, Chu Huaixu got angry: "What nonsense are you talking about? I never snore! And how could you hear me through two doors? It's not like we sleep together."

Upon seeing this, Xiao Xu immediately shut up.

But he did hear the deafening snoring.

During that period, Chu Huaixu was undergoing special training from his master, which left him physically and mentally exhausted, though he was unaware of it.

Han Shuangjiang couldn't help but smile as she listened to their conversation.

She was like a kind and gentle mother, saying to her child who was away studying, "It's alright. Cultivating alongside someone like Junior Grandmaster is an opportunity that others would kill for. When you come back, I'll make you your favorite braised pork."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Han!" Xu Ziqing smiled.

Chu Huaixu listened from the side, thinking to himself, "She's like an old woman, even though you're a few months younger than Xiao Xu."

As mentioned before, among the four main characters, Han Shuangjiang is actually the youngest.

However, she has such a strong older sister vibe, exuding a mature and sophisticated aura, and always has a cold expression. She seems to be playing the role of a leading lady, so it's easy for people to overlook this aspect.

Of course, the dead fox himself would occasionally call her "Senior Sister Han" to tease her on purpose.

After chatting for a few more minutes, he gently patted Xiao Xu on the shoulder and said, "Alright, then you should go back now."

Xu Ziqing gave the two of them a deep look before reluctantly saying goodbye.

The boy, carrying a huge sword box, took a few steps and then turned back to wave to them.

Han Shuangjiang watched his retreating figure and couldn't help but say, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away."

"Is that so?" Chu Huaixu said.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, families reunite.

Before entering the Taoist sect, all three of them were homeless.

Beyond the mountains, we seek the peak of enlightenment.

The main hall of the Taoist temple was even more lively than usual today.

In addition to the high-ranking members of the Taoist sect, there were also some great cultivators from other sects.

For example, Situ Cheng, one of the Four Divine Swords, is also sitting here at this moment.

Among the four major sects, the leader of Spring and Autumn Mountain is named Mei Chuxue.

A name that at first glance seems quite poetic, but whose homophone is somewhat comical.

This woman's cultivation was at the early stage of the eighth realm. She was dressed in a rather sexy and alluring way, wearing a red dress with a slit. As she sat, her smooth, jade-like legs were exposed, and a silver anklet was tied around her right ankle as an embellishment.

Her figure was similar to Nangong Yue's, quite voluptuous, but she wasn't as approachable as Elder Nangong.

The two also have very different temperaments.

Nangong Yue possesses a gentle and refined temperament, exuding the charm of a virtuous wife. Mei Chuxue, on the other hand, is alluring and fiery, with captivating, mesmerizing eyes.

But the two of them have one thing in common: they are both rare weapon-refining masters in the Xuanhuang Realm, women who stand at the pinnacle of the weapon-refining world!
Their seats were next to each other, and they were actually old acquaintances, but they didn't seem to get along very well.

Mei Chuxue found Nangong Yue to be boring, rigid, and conservative. Even if she became a widow, she would remain a widow for her Daoist partner for the rest of her life, the kind of woman who could apply to the court for a chastity arch.

Nangong Yue felt that Mei Chuxue was indecent, acted recklessly, and was a flirtatious slut who loved to seduce people.

Chunqiu Mountain is notorious for having many perverts, because this sect teaches people to cultivate themselves through the seven emotions and six desires.

Sitting opposite them was the leader of Luo Tian Valley, one of the four major sects.

This person was also a great cultivator of the eighth realm, named Teng Lingyi.

He was quite handsome and had a scholarly air about him, but his eyes held a hint of gloom, like those of a frustrated scholar.

In reality, he was the head of the elders of Luotian Valley, with a status similar to that of Lu Pan of the Daoist sect.

As for Situ Cheng of the Sword Sect, he sat rather undignifiedly, with his right leg crossed over the chair.

His temples were already completely white.

The rest of her hair also had some silver strands.

He was rather thin and looked a bit old, but his eyes were bright and clear.

In fact, this junior brother of the Sword Master was one of the youngest among the people in the hall.

He was only four years older than Chu Yinyin.

He ended up in this state because he went down the mountain to train with the contemporary Sword Master when he was young. When the two encountered danger, he burned off a portion of his lifespan.

But whether it's Mei Chuxue or Teng Lingyi, they are definitely no match for him in a real fight.

In the cultivation world, the vast majority of sword cultivators dedicate their entire lives to the sword.

Unlike many cultivators who also learn weapon crafting, alchemy, and formations—all ways to make money—he doesn't.

This makes sword cultivators often the most powerful in combat, but also the poorest.

A bunch of incredibly proud poor bastards.

But sword fanatics often disagree with this, thinking that this is what makes them romantic!

These old acquaintances were chatting animatedly until Jiang Zhi, the junior master of the Daoist sect, appeared in the main hall.

Everyone stood up and bowed to him.

After all, his strength and seniority speak for themselves.

Jiang Zhi nodded slightly and sat down in the seat of honor. Situ Cheng looked at him and said with emotion, "It has been three years since I last saw Uncle Jiang after the Battle of Chishui."

Jiang Zhi glanced at him and said coldly, "Stop with the preamble, you sword maniac, do you want to ask about swords again?"

“I do indeed want to have another match.” A glint flashed in Situ Cheng’s eyes.

The junior master of the Daoist sect scoffed, "I don't think you've made much progress in these three years. Forget about asking the sword question; it would be more appropriate to let your senior brother do it."

Upon hearing the other party mention his Sword Master senior brother, Situ Cheng immediately showed displeasure.

“Uncle-Master Jiang, my senior brother is only slightly stronger than me. If he can challenge the sword, then I certainly can too.”

"Are you sure you only want to increase it by a little?" Jiang Zhile laughed.

Situ Cheng frowned and said, "When has it ever been a case of him winning by sheer luck!"

Throughout his life, he loved to compare himself to his senior brother, the Sword Master.

When he was young, he was clearly the master's favorite disciple, while his senior brother was nothing!

But later on, the other party's cultivation level advanced rapidly, and now he has become the Sword Master of the Sword Sect.

He repeatedly lost to the two in their matches.

They're always just a hair's breadth away, yet they can never seem to cross that line.

This made Situ Cheng's obsession grow deeper and deeper.

He started to compare everything with the Sword Master.

He didn't take Jiang Zhi's words seriously at all.

Situ Cheng was certain that his senior brother was only slightly stronger than him!
As everyone knows, the Sword Master of the Sword Sect is the most sincere person in the world.

He never lies.

The two of them could be said to have grown up together, and Situ Cheng felt that no one could understand the Sword Master better than him.

Because he couldn't lie, he often displeased his master in his early years.

How could a truly sincere person possibly act like him?

Surely the Sword Master can't be sincere to everyone in the world, but only deceive Situ Cheng, right?

Seeing Situ Cheng's expression, Jiang Zhi ultimately said nothing.

Anyway, he loves to act mysterious, and now he's putting on an air of knowing everything but not saying it, even adding:
“You’re right. After all, everyone knows that the Sword Master of this generation is a rare and sincere person.”

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, everyone started talking about business.

——【Original Spirit Realm】!
"Let's all talk about our sect's preparations for the Origin Spirit Realm," Jiang Zhi said.

Mei Chuxue spoke first: "My sect's disciple, Kui Muquan, has reached the Great Perfection of the First Realm. He proved his Dao through killing, learned the supreme mental cultivation method of Spring and Autumn Mountain, and possesses the Gengjin spiritual vein. He is the only candidate to enter the Origin Spirit Realm."

Sect leader Xiang Yan was a very respectful person. He nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, saying, "Not bad, not bad."

At this moment, Teng Lingyi said, "My disciple Zhao Xinghan of Luotian Valley has reached the Great Perfection of the First Realm. He has already mastered the first volume of the Luotian Daoist Method, possesses the super-grade spiritual artifact Danqing Mountain and River Painting Scroll, and his spiritual sense is comparable to that of a cultivator in the Second Realm. He is the only candidate to enter the Origin Spirit Realm."

Xiang Yan revealed his ugly smile again and praised, "Very good, very good."

All eyes turned to Situ Cheng.

He spoke in a deep voice: "My disciple Geng Tianhe of the Sword Sect has reached the Great Perfection of the First Realm, possesses the Super Grade Spiritual Weapon Life and Death Sword, and has already entered the threshold of the Great River Sword Intent, with one foot already in the Sword Intent Realm. He has also learned the first volume of the Sword Canon and is a rare Gang Sword Spirit Embryo, which is the only candidate to enter the Origin Spirit Realm!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xiang Yan, waiting for his comments.

The Daoist sect and the Sword Sect have never gotten along, but Xiang Yan was still sensible enough to say, "That's not bad either."

But Situ Cheng felt a little uncomfortable hearing this.

Everyone else gets "not bad, not bad," "very good, very good," but when it comes to me, it's just "also not bad"?

He felt that Geng Tianhe, a disciple of the Sword Sect, was definitely superior to the other two!

There is still some time before the Primal Spirit Realm opens.

Perhaps there's still time to comprehend the Heavenly River Sword Intent!
"Surely you can find another genius like this in the entire Eastern Continent!" Situ Cheng thought to himself.

This kid is just as good as I was back then!
My Sword Sect and your Daoist Sect do indeed have the worst relationship due to many historical issues, and verbal clashes are inevitable.

Just like diplomacy between two countries, the Mirror Kingdom and the Moon Kingdom are not polite to each other; they often exchange barbs and have very tough attitudes.

But you can't deny Geng Tianhe's excellence!
"Judging from Sect Leader Xiang's attitude, has the Daoist sect recently produced some prodigy I don't know about?" Situ Cheng asked.

The Taoists knew in their hearts that it was time for their junior sister to make her appearance.

Normally, people don't like to bring their junior sister along to these kinds of occasions, for fear that she might say something inappropriate and cause trouble.

However, the four major sects have always been secretly competing with each other. Today, if our sect wants to show off, we'll need our junior sister's mouth.

As expected, Chu Yinyin, whose legs were short and dangling in the air, immediately jumped off the large chair.

"You've already reached the threshold of sword intent?" She chuckled.

"It seems that the fate of the sword path does not lie with your Sword Sect these days!"

Upon hearing this, Situ Cheng and the others immediately turned to look at her.

"What do you mean by that?" Situ Cheng felt a chill run down his spine.

Could it be that since Shen Man, the Daoist sect has produced some sword prodigy?
The Daoist sect actually has a young sword cultivator who can rival Geng Tianhe?
Chu Yinyin raised her chin, her slightly chubby face full of smugness and arrogance.

She took a few steps forward, walked to the very center of the hall, and then raised her little hand, extending two fingers.

"Those who have only one foot in the sword intent should not be mentioned again."

"Our Daoist sect has two people who have comprehended sword intent alone!"

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