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Sixty years have passed, and during this time, Lin Yaoxie shows no signs of aging. After sixty years of accumulation, he finally broke through from the fourth level of Qi Refining to the fifth level. If the spiritual energy in this world hadn't been so scarce, his progress wouldn't have been so slow.

With Lu Wushuang establishing the Emei Sect sixty years ago, the world of Condor Heroes came to an end. However, the world of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber has not yet arrived.

Over the course of nearly a century, Lin Yaoxie had to do certain things to advance the main storyline.

The valley where Dugu Qiubai was buried was also the valley where Lin Yaoxie realized that having no sword is better than having a sword. A long roar came from the sky. Immediately afterwards, an enormous dragon coiled above the valley.

The person riding on the back of the long was none other than the Demon Emperor Lin Yaoxie, who had been living in seclusion for over sixty years.

The dragon he rode was actually the giant python that evolved from absorbing dragon energy.

The divine eagle that originally carried Lin Yaoxie also passed away with the end of the Divine Eagle era.

Lin Yaoxie could have placed the Divine Eagle in his spatial dimension to prolong its life, or used Vincent's vampire virus to make it immortal. Sixty years ago, he might very well have done so. But sixty years later, he wouldn't.

Over the long years, Lin Yaoxie learned that to become the ultimate demon, one must learn to make choices. If one cannot see through everything, it will be a huge hindrance to progress and cultivation.

Lin Yaoxie returned the dragon to the space and released the wolf god Sharaba, who was also in the space.

After sixty years of nurturing in the space, the size of the Salaba has become even larger, although it is not as terrifying as the Jiaolong.

This was the first time in over sixty years that Salaba had emerged from the void. Sensing the familiar aura, Salaba couldn't help but roar to the sky.

"I have done everything I promised you." Lin Yaoxie stroked the wolf's head. "When you submitted to me and handed over the secrets of the Triangular Wolf Formation, I promised you that I would not only spare the Mongols but also allow them to unify the East. Now, Genghis Khan's two grandsons have ruled the East for sixty years. I have kept my promise."

Salabah lay prone on the ground, calling softly.

"As long as you're satisfied." Lin Yaoxie waved his hand, then put Sharaba back into his spatial storage and murmured, "Sixty years have passed, and the Yuan Dynasty still has thirty years left. Little wolfhound, thirty years from now, you'll still thank me."

In the next instant, Lin Yaoxie's figure vanished from his spot. When he reappeared, he was already on the other side of the valley. That was the most important place for Dugu Qiubai, the Sword Tomb, which he hadn't even visited when he was comprehending the Dao.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Yaoxie unleashed an invisible sword aura that sliced ​​the Sword Tomb in two.

At this moment, Lin Yaoxie's use of the flying sword had reached a level of profound silence, no longer merely a display of reckless rage and aggression.

The dust outside the sword mound automatically parted to both sides, revealing three wooden boxes of different lengths and thicknesses placed side by side in the middle.

The first wooden box was very exquisite, no more than three feet long and only half a palm's width. The third box was more normal, one meter long and four inches wide.

Lin Yaoxie stretched out his hands, and the two wooden boxes flew towards his palms through the air.

As it flew over, the wooden box slowly crumbled, revealing two swords inside.

It's said to be two, but it's actually only one and a half.

In his left hand was a soft sword, while in his right hand he gripped only a rotten wooden hilt.

The soft sword in his left hand is known as the Purple Star Soft Sword, which was the sword that Dugu Qiubai used before he had fully mastered his skills.

That rotten wooden sword was just an ordinary wooden sword. It was the weapon that Dugu Qiubai used after he mastered martial arts, when he could injure his enemies with flying leaves and plucked flowers.

However, neither of these two swords is the main focus of Lin Yaoxie's return to this place today.

With a forceful squeeze of his right hand, he crushed the wooden sword hilt, and with his left hand, he retrieved the Purple Rose Soft Sword back into his spatial storage.

Lin Yaoxie once again pulled out his hands, and the largest wooden box in the middle split open and flew towards him.

The thick, long, and heavy Xuan Tie Heavy Sword finally appeared in Lin Yaoxie's hands. This divine weapon, which should have shone brightly in the world of Condor Heroes, lost its chance to see the light of day again because of Yang Guo's early death.

Its discovery today is merely a fleeting moment.

Lin Yaoxie didn't play with it much; although the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword was good, it was of no use to him.

He held the giant sword with both hands, and sword energy surged in his palms. In no time, a cloud-like mass of energy enveloped the entire center.

Within those clouds, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and countless tiny, sharp sword energies were meticulously crafting the heavy sword.

I don't know how much time has passed, maybe a year, maybe just a moment.

Anyway, after Lin Yaoxie shouted "Hah!" and separated his hands, the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword was gone, and in his separated hands, there was a scalpel and a sword respectively.

"The supreme martial arts master, wielding the legendary sword 'Butchering Dragon,' commands the world, and none dare disobey! Without the Heaven-Reliant Sword, who can contend with him?" Lin Yaoxie chuckled smugly, "Come on, a new era has begun. The world, which has been peaceful for sixty years, is about to be swept up in a storm!"

...

It's unclear when exactly, but a saying began circulating in the martial arts world. It meant that there was a legendary sword in the world that could slay dragons, and whoever obtained it would gain unparalleled divine skills comparable to those of the Demon Emperor's demons and monsters.

At the same moment, the Yuan Dynasty emperor suddenly died. The new emperor who ascended the throne was not a direct descendant of Ariq Böke, but rather the grandson of Kublai Khan, who had returned from Japan. Cracks appeared again both inside and outside the court, and the royal family, which had previously only obeyed the orders of the ancient tomb, gradually began to harbor disloyal thoughts.

The world is about to change, and all those who consider themselves extraordinary want to obtain the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

Chapter 126: Yitian Enters Emei [Fourth Update]

The Black Dragon Blade suddenly appeared in the martial world, and heroes from all walks of life took action. In an instant, the martial world was filled with bloodshed and chaos. The Thirteen Black Dragon Riders, who originally maintained order in the martial world, also disappeared, and the balance was no longer maintained.

With no constraints placed upon them, the martial arts world erupted into a frenzied struggle. Almost every sect was caught in this vortex of conflict. It wasn't for the sword itself, but for the Demon Emperor's martial arts techniques contained within. After all, everyone aspired to become like the Demon Emperor.

He effortlessly defeated five top masters and terrified a million-strong army!

The only sect that was not involved in the chaotic battle was the Emei Sect, located on Mount Emei.

Although sixty years have passed and many new forces are unaware of the horrors of the Demon Mountain Tomb, everyone knows that the Emei Sect must not be provoked.

Because the founder of the Emei Sect was none other than the Peerless Fairy, one of the two immortals of the Demon Kingdom.

The Emei Sect acts decisively; anyone who dares to provoke them will be wiped out.

At this time, the reverence for the Demon Emperor in the martial arts world was psychological. But the fear of the Emei Sect was deeply ingrained.

The Emei Sect is located on Mount Emei, and all its disciples are women. No men are allowed to enter the area within a five-mile radius of Mount Emei.

Even the woodcutters chopping wood on Mount Emei and the fishermen fishing at the foot of Mount Emei are women.

But there are always exceptions. For example, it is said that a man lives in a small wooden house behind Mount Emei.

This man is very mysterious; no one has ever truly seen his face.

Only when people visit the cabin will a person dressed entirely in a black straw hat appear, whose roar is enough to scare everyone away. From these two characteristics—his imposing physique and his terrifying roar—people guess that it must be a man.

Gradually, no one set foot on the back of Mount Emei. Year after year, wind and rain ravaged the mountain, and flash floods raged. The little wooden house always stood at the foot of the mountain, unchanged for sixty years.

On this day, another man appeared in this area where men were forbidden to enter.

A man dressed in white walked lazily toward the wooden house.

"Ah!" That tried-and-true roar rang out again, but the man in white remained completely unmoved.

A moment later, a man wearing a black straw hat jumped out of the small wooden house.

"Trespassing here? Do you want to die?" A thunderous roar shook the heavens.

The man in white gripped his sword in one hand and picked at his ear with his little finger: "Black Long, you've had a really tough time these past sixty years. Apart from reaching the twelfth level of Long Elephant Technique, you seem to have made no progress in anything else."

The burly man in the black raincoat was taken aback, and pushed aside the straw blocking his view. After seeing the white-clad man's warm face, two glints of light flashed from the shadows where his face was obscured.

"So it's the master who's here." The big man shuddered, his raincoat flying off to reveal the gleaming black and gold armor underneath—it was a black longsword.

"You little brat, you're really not doing so well." Lin Yaoxie poked Hei Long's black gold armor with the Heaven-Slaying Sword, leaving a small white dot on it.

Hei Long looked at the longsword in Lin Yaoxie's hand in surprise and exclaimed, "It's incredible that a mortal weapon can break through the defense of my Black Gold Armor."

"Of course." Lin Yaoxie tossed the longsword to Hei Long, who caught it casually: "This is called Yitian, and I forged it myself."

"Oh, oh." After glancing at the Heaven-Slaying Sword, Hei Long quickly ushered the small wooden house inside, saying, "Master, please come in and sit for a while."

"Stop busy, I have to go back to the ancient tomb. Your group of female masters miss me very much." Lin Yaoxie's expression was lewd.

"Yes, yes, Master, you are very busy with many things every day." Black Long scratched his helmet and grinned mischievously.

"Who are you calling a chicken? Aren't you afraid the ladies will beat you up?" Lin Yaoxie said, then burst into laughter. "How about it? You've been able to protect your sister for the past sixty years. Aren't you satisfied?"

"Hehe, of course." Black Long rubbed his big hands together. "Now that Master is here, let's go up the mountain together to see Wushuang."

Lin Yaoxie waved his hand: "No, no, I heard that Wushuang has taken in a group of female disciples, and I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

At this moment, a melodious voice drifted from Mount Emei: "If you really can't resist, that would be great, then I can have a younger sister."

Black Long smacked his lips and said, "Sigh, comparisons are odious. Master, you have the blessing of having a multitude of beauties, Black Long has nothing to say."

Lin Yaoxie chuckled and spun around on the spot, disappearing without leaving only a faint echo of his voice.

"I have other things to attend to, so I won't see Wushuang for now. Give her the Heaven-Slaying Sword and tell her to keep it safe and pass it down through generations. Don't let her remain the sect leader forever; let her pass on the position when it's time. Go back to the Ancient Tomb as soon as possible. Hei Long, you can also quit being a bodyguard and go back to the Ancient Tomb to reunite with your twelve good brothers."

More than a decade later, the butcher's knife changed hands several times, and the number of bloody incidents caused by this knife was countless.

Finally, the Butcher's Blade fell into the hands of Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King of the Ming Cult. Xie Xun was highly skilled in martial arts, and the blade remained firmly in his grasp. Because of this blade, Xie Xun could no longer stay in the Ming Cult. One night, under the cover of darkness, he fled eastward, intending to find a small island at sea to hide for a while.

At the same time, Yin Susu, the daughter of the White-browed Eagle King, also came with her junior sister to investigate the whereabouts of the Dragon-Slaying Blade.

Coincidentally, Zhang Cuishan of the Wudang Sect also went down the mountain to find out who was the murderer who injured his third brother and caused him to be crippled for life.

Three groups of people set off from three different directions, all heading towards a small coastal town in the southeast.

Yin Susu and her companion arrived first. After arriving in the town, they found a restaurant and planned to eat while waiting for Xie Xun to arrive.

Unfortunately, the town's only restaurant was booked out for the day. And there was only one customer there. At that moment, the young man in white was sitting by the window, eating a few dishes absentmindedly.

Yin Susu's junior sister shouted to the waiter, "Hey, are you kidding me? He's taking up seats for dozens of people. Go and talk to him and ask him to give up a seat for me and my senior sister."

Before the waiter could speak, the man in white waved to Yin Susu.

Chapter 127: Honest and Fair Dealing [First Update]

"Susu, come sit here," Lin Yaoxie greeted.

Yin Susu was taken aback and asked, "Are you calling me?"

“If your name is Yin Susu, then I will call you that.”

"How do you know my name?" Yin Susu asked, but still walked towards Lin Yaoxie.

"Hey, senior sister." Despite her junior sister calling, Yin Susu still sat down.

The junior sister stamped her foot and followed to sit down.

"Hey, young lady, don't you have things to do? What if Xie Xun comes?" Lin Yaoxie didn't look at his younger junior sister.

"You mean you won't let me sit?" The junior sister pouted angrily.

Compared to her junior sister's ignorance, Yin Susu became wary, increasingly sensing that the young man in white was no ordinary person. She was secretly investigating Xie Xun's whereabouts on her father's orders. This matter was extremely confidential; no one except the two junior sisters knew about it. How did this person know?

"Junior sister, don't be nosy. What this young master said makes sense. Be patient for a while and go keep watch at the restaurant entrance. If any suspicious people appear, notify me immediately."

Although the junior sister was unwilling, she never dared to disobey her senior sister. So she glanced at Lin Yaoxie and then swayed her beautiful hips to guard the door.