This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Yan Zangfeng only came to his senses after Wang Jingshu left.

Yao Guang

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The second disciple, the second generation disciple of Taoism.

The connection between these terms made Yan Zangfeng realize something.

His mentor finally formally accepted him as a disciple, no longer just a nominal one.

Yan Zangfeng's eyes reddened, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to do.

In the end, he could only kneel down silently and kowtow heavily in the direction Wang Jingshu had left.

"Master...take care."

After Wang Jingshu left, Yan Zangfeng did not rush to go out and seek revenge.

He remained in the valley to cultivate diligently, only occasionally venturing out to test his sword against those wicked and unorthodox martial arts sects.

When Yan Zangfeng forged the sword amidst the fiery lava underground that day, he experienced his first mental transformation.

It was precisely because of this that his "Taiyi Pure Yuan Gong" naturally reached the third level of perfection.

They were just one step away from breaking through the fourth floor.

With his current strength, coupled with the Yao Guang Sword, Yan Zangfeng was even confident that he could fight against experts at the fifth level of the Heavenly Realm.

If he were to use the trump card of the Yao Guang Sword, even someone at the fifth level of the Heavenly Realm would surely be slain by his sword.

But he remained in no hurry.

Even a fully perfected version of the "Taiyi Pure Yuan Gong" is not enough to guarantee success.

Yan Zangfeng decided to at least cultivate the fourth level of the Taiyi Pure Yuan Gong. According to his master, after cultivating the fourth level, his true qi and physique would be comparable to those of a master at the late stage of the fifth level.

With the addition of the Yao Guang Sword, the Hidden Sword Manor will definitely be unable to stop him.

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Wang Jingshu did not leave the valley immediately after leaving, but went to Cangjian Manor first.

The sudden disappearance of the Meteorite Divine Light Iron has thrown the entire Hidden Sword Manor into a state of panic.

Ren Jianhao even suspected that his own children had stolen it, because only the three of them had been to the secret room, and no one else could possibly have found the way in.

Although the siblings tried their best to prove their innocence, Ren Jianhao outwardly said he would no longer pursue the matter, but in reality he still harbored suspicions.

An irreparable rift had unknowingly formed between father and son.

Wang Jingshu observed everything, chuckled, and then entered the Famous Swords Pavilion. She casually picked up an unclaimed longsword, ran her fingers along the blade, and a thin but terrifying sword aura was left within it.

It also includes Wang Jingshu's own spirit and will.

With a casual flick of his wrist, the longsword plunged directly into a rockery in the courtyard, the blade and hilt disappearing completely, leaving a fist-sized hole in the rock.

After doing all this, Wang Jingshu transformed into a streak of sword light and departed.

This time, she decided to change direction and head north to the legendary Central Plains.

During her trip, she heard a rumor that a once-in-a-millennium grand event would be held in the Central Plains of China.

At that time, twelve prodigies from the six states of the Xuan Domain in the Xuanhuang Great World will be guided to the Tian Domain by the Tianxiang City in the Central Divine Continent.

Originally, this grand event had nothing to do with anyone other than those twelve people. However, this time, the Heavenly Realm issued a decree that, in addition to these twelve prodigies, three more spots would be reserved for them to travel to the Heavenly Realm together with the twelve prodigies.

To secure one of these three spots, one must compete with all the outstanding young talents under the age of thirty in the world.

Only the final winner will receive these three spots.

Although Wang Jingshu was well past thirty, since she was going to travel the world, she naturally couldn't miss such a grand event.

So Wang Jingshu changed her route and headed north.

The distance from this place to Tianxiang City in the Central Plains is unimaginably long.

Even flying there on a sword is not an easy task.

After flying for three consecutive days, Wang Jingshu finally managed to fly out of the border of Lizhou.

Before her stretched an ancient mountain range that stretched for countless miles.

This is the desolate ancient mountain range that separates the north and south of the Xuan Domain.

It is a forbidden area for humans, and virtually no one will go in unless absolutely necessary.

Even flying over it would be extremely dangerous.

Those terrifying flying beasts roam the skies of the desolate ancient mountains; if they are disturbed, even an Earth Immortal would likely be in danger.

Wang Jingshu stopped at a city called Great Wilderness City in front of the Desolate Ancient Mountains, preparing to rest for a few days before crossing the Desolate Ancient Mountains.

After entering the city, Wang Jingshu discovered that it was a chaotic place where no one cared about.

There are no laws established by the Holy Ancestor here, no administrators; everything is done according to established customs and traditions.

In essence, it boils down to four words: the strong rule.

But even in such a chaotic place, there are rules that everyone follows.

For example, once you enter the city, you cannot kill anyone, no matter how great the grudge is.

Robbery, theft, and occupation go unpunished.

But if you kill someone, you will definitely be punished by the Great Wilderness City.

Rumor has it that the Great Wilderness City is not without a master; its master is an Earth Immortal, but he only appears when there is something that requires the intervention of an Earth Immortal to resolve, otherwise he never shows his face.

Wang Jingshu experienced the chaos of Dahuang City firsthand at the city gate.

The guard at the gate demanded ten Crimson Spirit Coins, which would be enough to exchange for tens of thousands of taels of silver in a mortal city.

Wang Jingshu naturally wouldn't give it to him; she merely revealed a hint of sword intent to intimidate him before entering the city unharmed.

As she walked down the streets of the Great Wilderness City, almost everyone around her turned to look at her.

In this chaotic city, Wang Jingshu was like a white lotus growing from the mud, pure and holy, standing out from the surrounding filth and disorder.

But none of the people who can make a living in the Great Wilderness City are fools, and they certainly won't do something they'll regret for the rest of their lives just because of lustful impulses.

For such a beautiful woman to travel thousands of miles to this chaotic border city, no one would believe she didn't have some ability.

Well... you know what, there's no shortage of idiots like that in this world.

Shortly after Wang Jingshu entered the city, two more groups of people followed her in.

One group of people, all dressed in white, included men, women, and children of all ages, and was led by an elderly man with white hair. There were about seven or eight of them.

The other group was dressed in purple, mostly men, and their leader was an elderly man who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old.

Both groups attracted considerable attention after entering the city.

Naturally, Wang Jingshu also noticed them.

Her gaze swept over the elderly leaders of the two groups, and her heart skipped a beat.

These are actually two Earth Immortals.

One of them exuded a faint sword intent, while the other had some lightning magic.

"Could they be from the Azure Cloud Sword Sect and the Thunder God Palace?"

Wang Jingshu thought to herself.

In Lizhou, perhaps only these two sacred sects possess earth immortals with such characteristics.

Wang Jingshu had no connection with them, so she prepared to leave quickly and find an inn to rest.

Just then, a young man wearing a purple-gold jade crown noticed Wang Jingshu in the white-robed crowd. His eyes lit up, and he asked another young man beside him:

"Senior Brother Tian, ​​you said this is Great Wilderness City, where as long as you don't kill anyone, no one will care what you do. Is that true?"

Another slightly older young man nodded slightly and replied:

"Indeed, I visited Great Wilderness City a few years ago and witnessed the chaos here."

Upon hearing this, the young man with the jade crown grinned and looked thoughtfully at Wang Jingshu's retreating figure.