This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Dahuang Inn, the best inn in Dahuang City.

It is also the safest inn.

Wang Jingshu requested a private courtyard, paid the room fee, closed the door, sat cross-legged, and meditated to adjust her magical power.

People from the Qingyun Sword Sect and the Thunder God Palace also checked into this inn.

Once settled, the young man in the jade crown left the room and headed straight for the backyard.

Just as they arrived at the entrance, they encountered another young man in white.

However, upon closer inspection, it becomes apparent that the cuffs of this young man in white's clothes appear to be slightly different from those of the other disciples.

A golden longsword was embroidered on his cuffs and collar.

Moreover, he was far superior to the other disciples in both demeanor and cultivation.

The young man in the jade crown was visibly flustered upon encountering this person, and quickly bowed and said:

"I have met the Holy Son..."

It turns out that the young man in white was actually the Holy Son of the Qingyun Sword Sect, and the next successor personally chosen by the Holy Lord Cangming.

The Holy Son of Qingyun frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:

"Ji Heng, where are you going?"

The young man with the jade crown, named Ji Heng, looked away somewhat and chuckled:

"Reporting to the Holy Son, I didn't go anywhere; I was just wandering around out of boredom..."

The Holy Son of Qingyun gave him a deep look and said in a serious tone:

"This is the Great Wilderness City. Don't do anything reckless. Go back to your room and rest as soon as possible. Tomorrow we will be crossing the Ancient Wilderness Mountains, so we can't be careless."

Ji Heng quickly cupped his hands and said:

"Yes, I'll be right back..."

Qingyun Saint ignored him and turned back to his room.

Ji Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickened his pace to leave.

The Holy Son of Qingyun is named Cang Que. Although he is not very old, he has extremely high prestige in the Qingyun Sword Sect.

He was the youngest of the four sons of the contemporary Holy Lord Cangming, yet he possessed the most terrifying talent.

At the tender age of ten, he mastered the Qingyun Sword Technique, the ancestral sword art of the Qingyun Sword Sect, and was directly designated as the Holy Son by the Holy Lord, becoming the successor to the next Holy Lord.

Later, Cang Que was hidden by the Holy Lord in the forbidden area of ​​Lingze Blessed Land to improve his cultivation and comprehend the sword mark left by his ancestor.

He only emerged from seclusion two years ago, and by then he had already reached the terrifying level of the eighth heaven.

He further comprehended a sword technique from the sword mark left by his ancestor, and displayed his prowess at the Three Sects Martial Arts Tournament of the Beast Taming Sect, defeating the Holy Maiden Bai Susu of the Beast Taming Sect and winning an Imperial Son Token.

Therefore, the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect all felt immense pressure when facing this young holy son.

This pressure comes from his status, his abilities, and most importantly, from his terrifying talent.

Ji Heng walked quickly to the backyard, looked back, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He then looked at the courtyard where Wang Jingshu lived and chuckled.

After straightening his clothes in front of the courtyard, Ji Heng gently knocked on the door.

Wang Jingshu, who was meditating inside the room, opened her eyes and asked:

"Who?"

Wang Jingshu's tone was cold, carrying an air of keeping people at arm's length.

Ji Heng didn't take it to heart and laughed:

"I am Ji Heng from the Qingyun Sword Sect. Just now at the entrance of the inn, I saw that every move you made exuded a sword intent. I believe we are kindred spirits, so I would like to invite you to meet and chat."

Upon hearing these flippant words, Wang Jingshu subconsciously frowned.

"I won't see you. Please leave."

Wang Jingshu said calmly.

However, no sooner had she finished speaking than the courtyard gate was pushed open.

Judging from the footsteps, the other person rushed into the room without any hesitation.

Wang Jingshu's eyes turned cold, and a hint of anger appeared in them.

"Miss, there's no need to rush to refuse. This Great Wilderness City is full of rough people; it's rare to find a young master from a prestigious family like me."

"Since we're just killing time anyway, why don't we have a drink together and chat about swordsmanship?"

As they were talking, Ji Heng had already reached the doorway.

Meanwhile, Wang Jingshu, inside the room, had already put her fingers together in front of her chest, waiting for the other person to push open the door and come in.

Ji Heng was completely unaware; in his eyes, Wang Jingshu was only in her early twenties.

At this age, the cultivation level is at most the fifth level.

He was already at the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm, and with his identity as a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect, it would be a piece of cake for him to manipulate a woman from the martial arts world.

He's the kind of villain who has no brains. If he didn't have the protection of a sect, he'd be devoured alive before he even got a hundred miles away.

His identity as a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect had also made him accustomed to being high and mighty. In the past, as long as he revealed this identity, there was basically nothing he couldn't do.

For this reason, Ji Heng will surely pay the price.

The moment he forcefully pushed open the door, a sword aura shot out.

Ji Heng had no time to react before the sword energy was already upon him.

A blue light shone, indicating that a protective spiritual weapon on Ji Heng's body had been activated.

"boom..."

With a loud bang, Ji Heng was sent flying backward.

I fell into the yard, my mind went completely blank.

Wang Jingshu's sword strike wasn't intended to kill him, so she didn't use her full strength.

The sword energy dissipated after being blocked by the protective spiritual weapon on Ji Heng's body.

"As expected of a disciple of a major sect, he has quite a few ways to protect himself."

Wang Jingshu snorted coldly and walked out of the room.

Ji Heng also came to his senses at this moment, and quickly got up from the ground. His white robe was covered with dust, making him look a bit disheveled.

Seeing Wang Jingshu come out, Ji Heng remained fearless, pointing at her and angrily saying:

"You bitch, how dare you lay a hand on me! Do you know who I am?"

Wang Jingshu didn't speak, but simply raised her hand again, a terrifying sword intent gathering at her fingertips.

Ji Heng, clearly a young master from a prestigious family who had never suffered a loss, still refused to back down despite the scene. Instead, he raised his hand and summoned a spirit sword, his face contorted with rage as he said:

"What kind of skill is a sneak attack? I'll take your life..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over.

He had long since forgotten the so-called rule of not killing people in the Great Wilderness City.

Seeing this, Wang Jingshu had no intention of holding back. She raised her hand and waved it, and sword energy instantly shot out from her fingertips.

"Have mercy..."

Just as Wang Jingshu made her move, a sword light suddenly flew in from outside the courtyard.

He stood right in front of Ji Heng.

"bite..."

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and a long sword gleaming with blue light was stuck into the ground, trembling violently.

The sword energy was blocked by the longsword, but the aftershocks still sent Ji Heng flying.

At this moment, he finally realized that he was no match for the woman in front of him.

A snow-white figure swiftly approached and landed between Wang Jingshu and Ji Heng.

It was none other than the Holy Son of Qingyun, Cangque.

Wang Jingshu glanced at the young man in front of her and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

At the young age of twenty-four or twenty-five, he already possessed the cultivation level of the eighth level.

What's even more remarkable is the extremely pure sword intent emanating from this person, clearly indicating a very solid foundation in swordsmanship and exceptional talent in the art.

Wang Jingshu had only seen this level of swordsmanship talent in one person: her disciple, Zhen Huan.

"Please calm down, young lady, and show mercy."

Unlike Ji Heng, who was arrogant because he was a disciple of the Holy Sect, the young man was very humble.