I picked up the scattered attributes

so……

What exactly is this young man here for?

You might say he wasn't a special envoy of the imperial court, but he did indeed bring the Spirit King Sword, which bears the emperor's seal; it's almost impossible for an ordinary person to forge it.

You could say he was a special envoy of the imperial court...

The sword was broken when it was given away, and the person who gave it away was gone. It's an amazing miracle that this young man has survived to this day without being strangled by His Majesty the Emperor.

"Cough cough...Very good! Very good!"

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the distant jungle, and then the young envoy, who was clearly badly injured, staggered out of it, step by step.

His face, stained with blood, showed a slightly complicated expression, but this complexity quickly disappeared.

"As expected of the number one holy land in Xuanwu Kingdom, your sect is indeed worthy of this Spirit King Sword, and Sect Leader Chao is also worthy of the title of Guardian Spirit King!"

He slapped his chest hard, shaking the broken sword hilt in his hand, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Yan Wuyou and the others quickly discovered that despite suffering serious injuries, the young man was still in good spirits. He opened his narrowed eyes, which gleamed with an inexplicable light.

"This trip... I didn't make a mistake coming here!"

Just then, the young man's gaze suddenly shifted and landed on "Feng Xia": "You must be the leader of Qianqiu Valley? Without using a single bit of magic, you can strategize and see through all my plans. You truly deserve to be called the number one person in the world today."

Yan Wuyou blinked: "..."

She was really flustered, but she couldn't refute it.

Thank goodness! Just now, when that special envoy suddenly attacked, she almost thought she was going to die instantly, and she could barely stand up...

"Thank goodness, if even a little bit of... tears had come out, I'm afraid I would have been exposed right there and then."

Yan Wuyou adjusted her breathing slightly, maintaining her elegant image as the leader of a sect.

So, she was just a prisoner, why did she have to do this?!

Moreover, although she escaped death at the last minute, the bewilderment in her heart did not lessen, but instead surged to an unprecedented level in an instant.

What exactly happened just now?

Where did those two malevolent auras come from?

How did I manage to... Ugh, how did that bastard Feng Xia manage to strategize so well again?

What trick did you just use?

All the words in the world eventually boiled down to one sentence—is this strange envoy insane?

"Humph."

Thinking of this, Yan Wuyou coughed coldly, trying his best to imitate Feng Xia, and said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist, you came to my door for no reason. If I hadn't been prepared, I might have already offered my neck to be slaughtered, not to mention that Qianqiu Valley behind me would also have been slaughtered by you."

"And now, with just a simple sentence, you think you can let this matter drop? Do you not take me seriously?"

Lei Shao and Liu Chuanyuan felt a warmth in their hearts upon hearing this.

Whatever Feng Xia's initial reason for choosing to stay in Qianqiu Valley, this new sect leader is indeed always considering the interests of Qianqiu Valley!

The two instantly became fully alert, simultaneously boosting their cultivation levels, and the unparalleled Thirteen Swords of the National Hero reappeared in their hands.

Although it wasn't as earth-shattering as when Feng Xia unleashed his power, it still had its own unique flavor.

Fengxia has lived up to Qianqiu Valley's expectations, and they, of course, cannot let Fengxia down either!

"Sect Leader...we will stand with you through thick and thin!"

In their hearts, shouts rang out simultaneously.

"You're right! You make a lot of sense!" Just then, a third voice chimed in in agreement.

"..."

Yan Wuyou, Lei Shao, and Liu Chuanyuan looked at the special envoy with blank expressions, only to see him indignantly shout, "This matter was indeed not well thought out. I swung the sword with my right arm... I will give you this arm as compensation!"

stab-

To the astonishment of the others, the young envoy suddenly reached out his left hand, grabbed his right arm, and violently ripped it off!

The sounds of muscles tearing, blood splattering, and the young envoy's muffled groans all reached their ears in minute detail at this moment.

A severed arm flew into the sky and then crashed to the ground with a thud.

At the same time, the young envoy knelt down on one knee, grinned, and shook his head, saying, "So... are you all satisfied now?"

"???"

Where did this lunatic come from?!

Even though she was unwilling, Yan Wuyou had to admit that she was really frightened just now.

Ultimately, all she wanted was an apology, compensation, and repairs. As for anything more... well, she wasn't the sect leader of Thousand Autumn Valley, was she?!

That kind of thing should be Feng Xia's problem to worry about!

"Why don't you...why don't you get up first?"

"If the sect leader feels this is not enough, then I will kneel here and not get up."

The young envoy continued to shake his head.

At this moment, Yan Wuyou was truly at her wits' end, but she still kept a cold face and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, don't try to threaten me with such methods—"

"A threat? You're right, it does seem a bit like a threat."

Unexpectedly, the young man nodded again, acknowledging Yan Wuyou's statement. He then raised his hand, grabbed the severed arm, and pressed it back onto his shoulder: "Originally, I wasn't the one escorting the Spirit King Sword. It was only because I had a slight selfish desire to see the legendary First Holy Land that I temporarily took on this mission."

A strange scene appeared.

After the severed arm was reattached to his shoulder, his flesh began to writhe rapidly, and in just a short while, it almost completely fused together, leaving only a small bloodstain as proof of what had just happened.

"Now that the Guardian Spirit King Sword has broken, the responsibility for this lies with me. I am willing to reforge this sword for your sect... What do you all think?"

After staring at the man blankly for a long while, Yan Wuyou finally nodded weakly.

"This matter... is up to you."

Anyway, Feng Xia will be back tomorrow. By then, no matter what mess he makes, it will have absolutely nothing to do with Yan Wuyou!

……

Chapter 0111

At first, Lei Shao and the others had some doubts about letting this special envoy into the sect.

Because no matter how you look at it, this special envoy doesn't seem like a normal person.

Releasing people into the sect now is fine, but when problems arise, it could be a case of "releasing people is a momentary pleasure, but the entire sect is doomed"...

However, upon further reflection, they all felt relieved.

after all……

The sect leader is awesome!

"The sect leader anticipated even the special envoy's provocation, and without expending a single bit of magic power, he severely injured and even intimidated the person. The trouble that may be encountered next must have been considered by the sect leader as well."

"After careful consideration, the benefits of inviting this person into the sect may far outweigh those of killing him!"

More often than not, Elder Lei Shao's way of thinking was much more straightforward than that of Elder Liu Chuanyuan.

If they are enemies, then eliminate them as soon as possible.

If they are guests, then we should treat them well.

You mean it's somewhere in between? Then let me test it with my Sword Heart Clarity. If I still can't get it right, then let Lady Liu and the Sect Leader have a headache over it!

Lei Shao stroked his beard, a smile gradually spreading across his old face: "Since the sect leader has agreed, we naturally have no objections. As long as we are willing to have a proper exchange, Qianqiu Valley is willing to welcome any guest."

"There's no need to welcome me."

The young envoy shook his head and replied solemnly, "My name is Bai Ling, you can just call me by my name. This time I was indeed acting impulsively, so in addition to reforging the Spirit King Sword, as long as you provide the materials, I will also forge three Yuan Dan treasures for you..."

The treasure of the Primordial Elixir!

It was just four words, but the moment they reached the ears of the group, it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, shocking them all and causing them to change color!

"The Yuan...Yuan Dan treasure?"

If it weren't for their status and the occasion, Lei Shao and the others would have already swallowed their saliva.

Yan Wuyou's eyes darted around wildly: "What kind of idiot did the imperial court send? He even dared to talk about forging Yuan Dan treasures, and he mentioned three of them right off the bat?"

In this era, with the dissipation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is not only the power of those with supernatural abilities that is declining.

Various people and things have also gradually disappeared into the long river of history.

If a Yuan Dan treasure is activated by a Yuan Dan realm cultivator, and their cultivation techniques and attributes are well-matched, the power it can unleash is almost equivalent to that of another Yuan Dan realm cultivator!

Even without a Yuan Dan realm cultivator to activate it, and even if the attributes aren't particularly compatible, it's still a Yuan Dan treasure. How many such treasures the imperial court and royal family possess is unknown, let alone what this special envoy said…

Three pieces must be forged in one go!

Even His Majesty the Emperor wouldn't dare boast like you!

"However, there's some truth to his claim that he can reforge the Spirit King Sword. If he could steal it while no one's looking, pretending to be Feng Xia..."

Thinking of this, Yan Wuyou's bad mood of the past few days finally improved somewhat.