Xuanjian: Jade True Sword Immortal, my Dao Wisdom keeps increasing.

Yufu County, Dongli Mountain.

Jiang Heqian, with his spirit sword at his waist, stood on the mountaintop, gazing intently at the bright moon in the sky, blending into the magnificent night landscape like a sculpture.

Since leaving the pass, I have encountered Murong Xia and Minghui.

Jiang Heqian felt inexplicably anxious. After returning to his temporary cave, he thought it over and decided to leave Wangyue Lake, this place of trouble, for the time being.

Taking this opportunity, I plan to visit Jianmen and gain some experience along the way.

In any case, the sword intent of "Clear Yin New Moon Cold Jade Manifests True" cannot be cultivated while holed up in one's own temporary cave.

Starting from the east bank of Wangyue Lake, it traversed Milin County and crossed Lixia County, until yesterday when it finally flew to Yufu County and landed on the top of Dongli Mountain to rest.

In the past, he mostly secluded himself to practice swordsmanship, and his understanding of the misery of ordinary people at the bottom of the Xuanjian world came only from his feelings in books from his previous life.

During this journey outside the pass, I saw mostly mortal villages and towns that had been ravaged by demonic cultivators.

Blood sacrifices and traces of slaughter are everywhere.

This demonic calamity originated from Jiangbei and is showing signs of escalating. The mortals under the rule of Jiangnan are likely to suffer for decades.

Having just passed through the three prefectures, the disgust and unease from the depths of his soul grew stronger, causing a raging fire to rise in Jiang Heqian's heart for no reason.

I sincerely hope that Lu Jiangxian will appear in the world and purify this filthy and evil world.

Thinking of this, Jiang Heqian's chest heaved, he let out a long breath, stared at the bright moon in the sky, and felt extremely heavy-hearted.

After an unknown amount of time, crimson flames roared across the mortal village at the foot of Dongli Mountain.

Screams and cries for help mingled with the sounds of collapsing buildings, rising and falling, exceptionally clear in the darkness.

Jiang Heqian, who was deep in thought, was suddenly awakened by this unexpected turn of events.

A sweep of divine sense across the village below the mountain revealed a group of Qi-refining demonic cultivators who were using a blood-red gourd to collect blood energy and slaughter mortals with impunity.

Jiang Heqian, who was already in a terrible mood, saw this scene and his veins bulged on his forehead. His expression was ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You're asking for death."

The violent emotions within him erupted like a volcano.

With a flick of his wrist, he landed in a village at the foot of the mountain.

Flames soared into the sky throughout the village, and a group of men, women, and children knelt on the ground, pleading and begging the demonic cultivators to spare their families.

The leading, horse-faced heretic completely ignored the pleas of the mortals on the ground and said excitedly:

"Haha, after harvesting this batch of blood food, I will refine the blood qi and consume it. Then the demonic art will help me advance further, and breaking through to the sixth level of Qi Refining will be just around the corner."

The demonic cultivator beside him flattered him obsequiously:

"Congratulations, elder brother! With the help of the bloodline energy, you are on the verge of achieving immortality."

"Yes, yes, I think so too."

The horse-faced scoundrel glanced at the person beside him, knowing full well that the other was flattering him, but still smiled happily.

Jiang Heqian landed on the wind, and the three of them were completely unaware, lost in their daydreams.

Filled with rage, he drew the spirit sword Mingyu. Milky white sword energy surged on the blade, and his entire body's magical power churned like boiling water.

With a flick of his wrist, several crescent-shaped jade-like sword energies shot towards the group of demonic cultivators, leaving a trail of chilling air in their wake.

With a series of soft "poof" sounds, the three demonic cultivators were sliced ​​into pieces by the sword energy as if they were made of paper, their limbs and severed bodies scattered all over the ground.

Enraged, Jiang Heqian unleashed his full power, beheading the three demonic cultivators, who were only at the Qi Refining stage, like stray dogs on the roadside.

The gourd-shaped magical artifact, now devoid of magical power, fell to the ground with a thud, rolled a few times, and then began to spurt blood out like a fountain.

The villagers, who were kneeling and begging, were suddenly silenced by this unexpected turn of events, and kept kowtowing and begging to be spared.

After instantly killing the three demonic cultivators with his sword, Jiang Heqian felt an even greater sense of helplessness. He waved his hand and cast a talisman, burning the corpses of the three demonic cultivators to ashes.

He raised his hand and drew his sword again, using the Jade Sword Essence to cleave the blood-red gourd in two. He then casually cast a spell to purify the bloody resentment that filled the ground.

Then the voice echoed throughout the village at the foot of the mountain: "The demon has been killed, everyone run for your lives!"

The surviving villagers then looked up and saw the corpses of the three demonic cultivators burning fiercely in the flames. They cried out loudly:

"It's a divine intervention."

Escape? No matter where the common people of the Xuanjian world flee, they will die.

Jiang Heqian was not a saint. His soul from Blue Star made him inherently unable to accept cannibalism and naturally despised these barbaric Xuanjian natives.

After doing all this, he took to the air and flew towards the Sword Gate.

My cultivation level is too low to change the overall situation; I only seek peace of mind and to help mortals to the best of my ability.

In the vast emptiness of Yufu County, inspiration surged.

The two powerful figures stood side by side, looking down at Jiang Heqian as he descended the mountain to kill the demonic cultivator.

One of them, a tall man with a face like a god, spoke up and asked:

"Senior sister, this boy has a kind heart that cares for mortals. Do you think he can cultivate sword intent?"

The woman beside him, her supernatural powers fully realized, surrounded by purple mist and smoke, stared at Jiang Heqian below for a long time before softly speaking:

"In this day and age, having a human-like temperament is not necessarily a good thing. As for sword intent, it is mostly something that can be cultivated."

When the topic of sword intent came up, Master Zi Pei couldn't help but think of his lover Li Jiangqun from over four hundred years ago, and a pang of pain shot through his heart.

At that time, Li Jiangqun, who had left the Yuan Mansion, also possessed sword intent and was proficient in Taiyin Divine Power.

However, he personally lured Li Jiangqun out of the formation, where he was surrounded and killed by a group of Purple Mansion cultivators.

Zi Pei could never let go of that unforgettable pain and self-blame.

In the vast emptiness of Dongli Mountain, a surge of spiritual energy swept through, and the supernatural powers of the two Ziyan Sect members vanished, leaving only the mortals at the foot of Dongli Mountain to struggle in vain.

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Jingchuan County.

The location of Wanyu Sword Sect.

This area is mostly hilly with lush vegetation. The Yuchuan Sword Peak of Jianmen stands tall like a long sword, reaching into the clouds.

In places teeming with sword cultivators, one would expect the pervasive aura of sharp metal to prevent the growth of vegetation.

This is because on the main peak of Wanyu Sword Sect grows a precious tree with a perfected Purple Mansion, named [Mysterious Horn Treasure Pine]. The Horn Wood, a Purple Mansion Spirit Pine that governs growth, suppresses the sharp golden energy of the Sword Sect.

Every year, auspicious winds blow across the Jiangnan region, bringing great benefits for hair growth and health.

There are many cultivators in the Sword Sect who practice seclusion, so the sect is not noisy and there are not many people moving around.

Cheng Jinzhu, who was on duty within the sect, was currently handling miscellaneous matters at the foot of the mountain when a sword sect disciple quickly approached him and said:

"Senior Brother Cheng, there is a sword cultivator at the foot of the mountain who says he wants to visit our sect."

This person was none other than Jiang Heqian.

After killing the demonic cultivator at the foot of Dongli Mountain that day, he flew towards Jingchuan County without stopping.

Cheng Jinzhu put down what he was doing and asked in an unexpected tone:

"Which fellow cultivator from a celestial sect is visiting?"

The disciple shook his head, indicating that he was not a cultivator from the sect.

Cheng Jinzhu immediately understood that it was a rogue cultivator visiting. This piqued his interest greatly, and he immediately rode the wind to fly down to the reception hall at the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Heqian, who was sitting in the reception hall drinking spiritual tea, immediately stood up and bowed when a tall, simply dressed cultivator entered the room.

"Jiang Heqian, a reclusive cultivator from Wangyue Lake, has come to pay a special visit to Jianmen."