Who taught him to practice swordsmanship like this?

Su Baichen disliked the Liang Kingdom's current actions, so he secretly began to help the local martial arts practitioners fight against the chaos.

His mysterious temple was like a black hole aimed at the imperial court.

All martial arts practitioners who oppose the imperial court can make the imperial pursuers return empty-handed simply by entering the Xuanmiao Temple.

In less than a month, Xuanmiao Temple became famous throughout the martial arts world of Linxianfu.

Su Baichen gradually came to be known as "the noble and righteous Baichen Zhenren".

Lin Zhaodi, who provided medical services to the heroes of the martial arts world, also gained the title of "The Compassionate Little Doctor Fang Baizhu".

Interestingly, Su Baichen and Lin Zhaodi's Daoist names actually sound quite similar, giving the impression of siblings or fellow disciples.

However, in this way, no matter how much Su Baichen didn't want to attract attention, the problem with Xuanmiao Temple would eventually be exposed.

Once more people know about it, it's no longer a secret.

On this day, a young man in fine clothes, accompanied by four attendants and dozens of servants, swaggered up to the Xuanmiao Temple.

The young man looked to be in his early twenties. Although he was dressed in fine clothes, he had an arrogant demeanor and a disdainful look.

Among the four people behind him, three were martial artists with extraordinary bearing, each wielding a knife, sword, and spear, respectively, and one was a Taoist priest wearing a purple brocade robe and a golden crown.

Go knock on the door.

The young man in brocade pointed at the gate of the Xuanmiao Temple and smiled contemptuously.

Immediately, servants from both sides stepped forward and pounded on the gate.

only……

The knocking should have been deafening, but the two servants moved like silent actors, making no sound.

"What kind of joke are you two playing on me?"

The young nobleman's expression turned somewhat dangerous.

The swordsman behind him immediately stepped forward, pushed the two aside, and banged on the door.

However, this situation was no different from the previous two, still like a silent play, seemingly aggressive yet silent, full of ironic contrasts.

The knife-wielding man was also startled: "Second Young Master, this door is a trap!"

The young nobleman replied in a deep voice, "I understand."

Then he turned to the Taoist priest and asked, "Master Jin Guan, may I ask what mysteries this Xuanmiao Temple holds?"

The Taoist priest known as the Golden Crown stroked his beard and pondered, "This is an extremely sophisticated illusion technique."

"Illusion? Sleight of hand?"

The gunman next to him snorted coldly, seemingly disdainful.

The swordsman showed no reaction, but seemed unconcerned.

The golden-crowned Taoist priest countered by asking the knife-wielding man, "When you knocked on the door, did you feel your palm landing firmly?"

The man with the knife was taken aback, then nodded: "It certainly feels like it's going to happen."

The Golden-Crowned Taoist exclaimed, "There is a true master in this temple!"

The second young master immediately pressed, "Master Golden Crown, just how powerful is that person?"

The Golden Crown Master said, "There are indeed many sorcerers in the martial world who use illusions, but no illusion can withstand scrutiny. In this case, either there is no door here, and the person in the temple makes us think there is; or the person can prevent us from hearing the knocking sound..."

"In either case, it is enough to prove that the person involved is extremely clever."

Upon hearing this, the second young master laughed heartily and said, "Brilliant? Even if it's brilliant, can it be more brilliant than mine?"

So he gave the order: "Break down the door!"

The next moment, the man with the knife drew his sword, spun around, and pulled the sword towards...

A sharp blade of energy slashed out from the tip of the precious sword and struck the main gate of the Taoist temple.

Blade energy!

A martial artist who has mastered the sword's energy is definitely among the top-tier masters in the martial arts world.

How could such a master be relegated to the role of a mere follower in the service of this noble young master?

The reason why the door was cleaved open with sword energy was certainly because the door of Xuanmiao Temple looked very strange, but there was also an element of the swordsman showing off.

however……

Such a triumphant sword strike landed on the door, but nothing happened.

The door remained the same; the blade's energy left no trace on it, nor did it stir up even a ripple.

"this……"

The knife-wielding man looked terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

But at that moment, the gate of the Xuanmiao Temple suddenly disappeared on its own.

Su Baichen appeared behind the vanished door and calmly said, "Looks like an unwelcome guest has arrived."

Just then, a man with bandages and a sling on his arm suddenly walked out of the temple beside him: "Master, I'm causing you trouble again."

"This is Zhou Cong, the second son of the Zhou family, who holds the highest official rank. He has come to find me."

Zhou Cong sneered and said, "Xue Dai, you desperado, you have repeatedly ruined the court's plans, so you deserve to die. But this time, I have come specifically to find this Abbot of Xuanmiao Temple."

He paused, then chuckled, "So the Xuanmiao Temple Master, who's been causing such a stir in the martial arts world, is actually just a novice boy who hasn't even grown all his hair yet!"

He laughed rather arrogantly.

But the golden-crowned Taoist suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He said, "May I ask where this fellow Daoist's immortal abode is?"

"Teacher Jin Guan?"

Zhou Cong exclaimed in surprise, with a hint of dissatisfaction, because he felt that the Golden Crown Taoist's behavior diminished his reputation.

The Golden Crown Taoist quickly explained, "To possess such illusionary power with such an appearance, one must either be a senior master with the art of preserving youth, or a prodigy from a major cultivation sect..."

Zhou Cong was genuinely angry upon hearing this: "Is it another 'No matter which one, we shouldn't offend them'?"

"I refuse to believe it. With my father's influence in court, who would dare to stop me from serving the court?"

As he spoke, he pointed at Su Baichen and said, "Who will go and capture this boy for me?"

The swordsman replied in a loud voice, "My sword is already drawn; I need not trouble myself with two masters!"

Zhou Cong said with satisfaction, "Alright, then I'll leave it to Master Qi."

The swordsman surnamed Qi shouted, "I am Qi Weiyuan, young man, state your name!"

Su Baichen, however, had no interest in such martial arts dialogue. He raised his hand and pointed, unleashing a sharp burst of Xuan Yin sword energy...

The swordsman surnamed Qi looked surprised and quickly raised his sword to block.

However, the Xuan Yin sword energy is extremely Yin and cold; the moment it touched the steel blade, it caused frost to form and become corroded.

Most importantly, the sword energy, like a poison clinging to the bone, instantly penetrated the meridians of the swordsman surnamed Qi.

If it weren't for his own profound internal strength that allowed him to withstand it, this single finger strike would have been enough to render this top-tier swordsman incapable of fighting.

Even so, the Qi-surnamed swordsman felt a chilling, icy coldness in the meridians of his hands. He thought with utter horror, "What kind of kung fu is this?!"

Su Baichen remained silent.

He had no need to promote his name in the mortal world.

At this moment, the swordsman opened his eyes and revealed an expression of great interest.

Seeing the swordsman hesitate, he reminded him, "This is using your fingers to unleash a sword strike; you should counter it with the energy of your sword."

"Go all out to force him to draw his sword, otherwise it will be difficult to ascertain his true strength."

The implication was that the Qi-surname swordsman was being used as cannon fodder to test Su Baichen's abilities.

Although these words were infuriating, the swordsman surnamed Qi obediently listened to them.

He took a deep breath, channeled his inner energy into his hands, and once again unleashed his prized sword technique...