"Has Senior Brother Ye finally made his move?!"
A female Hidden Sword Peak Disciple's eyes sparkled, her gaze burning as she looked towards a distant mountain peak. That was where Ye Tong was, and also the source of the celestial phenomenon.
"It seems I judged a gentleman with a villain's heart."
A Golden Core Realm Disciple murmured, filled with self-reproach and a sudden sense of guilt. He had actually doubted Senior Brother Ye's strength, thinking he was merely a hypocrite...
After all, Senior Brother Ye had not made a move for three years, which made it very difficult not to be suspicious.
"Such a phenomenon, could Senior Brother Ye already be a Mortal World Sword Immortal?"
"It must be. Ever since Senior Brother Ye stepped onto Cangjian Peak, he has pursued the Dao of the Mortal World. Today, he has probably achieved Perfection of the Great Dao."
Cangjian Peak instantly became lively, with all sorts of discussions. Boasts reached the heavens, even including — A Sword Emperor descends upon Cangjian Peak, Senior Brother Ye shall be Emperor Ye.
On the Sect Square.
That group of new Disciples who had passed the assessment all showed longing and respect. This was respect for the strong, and their own yearning for the Immortal Path.
"I want to join Cangjian Peak!"
A young girl in a blue dress had a flushed face, her small hands constantly waving. She even forgot about the Spirit Stones she had been scammed out of not long ago, which was quite adorable.
"Me too!"
"Elder! I want to go to Cangjian Peak!"
Many young men and women were excited, all wanting to join Cangjian Peak. This scene left a deep impression on their Immortal Path. Is this what a Sword Cultivator is like? So awesome!
They had already imagined a future where the Immortal Cultivation World was in chaos.
One person, one sword, rushing to the battlefield.
One sword to eliminate demons, one sword to slay devils.
One sword to quell all injustices in the world!
However, an Elder spoke helplessly, shattering their beautiful illusions of the future, "To join Cangjian Peak, you must first have Sword Dao talent, and you still have one more trial to pass."
Crack...
Snap! The dreams of countless young men and women shattered into pieces, not even a speck remaining.
As the saying goes, dreams are meant to be broken. Something that shouldn't have belonged to their age truly happened, and they almost gnashed their teeth.
On the Virtual Realm, it was already in complete chaos. The pranksters from various peaks had begun to spread rumors, for example:
"Shocking! Daoyuan Peak Lord breaks up a pair of lovers, Hidden Sword Peak Disciple strives to become stronger, comprehending the Dao overnight, all for Moon Fairy!"
As soon as this news came out, it received widespread praise. Everyone nodded in approval, saying that unrequited love would drive anyone mad and ignite their cultivation motivation!
Some Disciples had already started to ponder whether they should find a Dao Companion, and then experience the feeling of loss?
......
And the high-ranking officials of the Qianyuan Sect, after calming their emotions, acted to conceal the celestial phenomenon. After all, this was their Sect's treasure, how could they let other Sects see it?
"This aura shouldn't be from those troublemakers from Cangjian Peak."
An Elder pondered for a long time. Among Cangjian Peak, the strongest Sword Cultivators were all troublemakers, each one more unruly than the last.
They could be called the bane of the Qianyuan Sect.
A graceful and charming beautiful woman, with peerless allure, slightly raised her eyes, "Aren't those scourges already... taken out by Jian Jiuzhou and the Sect Master?"
Jian Jiuzhou, Hidden Sword Peak Lord.
"Indeed, since those scourges are not within the Sect, and this aura is not that of Baili Changkong, it must be... Jian Jiuzhou's third Disciple."
"Hmm?" The beautiful woman was clearly very surprised, her eyes flickering slightly as she asked in confusion:
"Shouldn't his third Disciple be a good-for-nothing? From what I know of Jian Jiuzhou, the more he praises a Disciple, the more useless that Disciple is."
Upon hearing this, the high-ranking Elders looked thoughtful, then nodded slightly. Jian Jiuzhou was indeed like that.
A burly man spoke in a deep voice, "But this unfamiliar Sword Intent cannot be faked. Since it's not from those scourges, it should be that Disciple named Ye Tong."
He thought for a moment, then continued, "Jian Jiuzhou said that Ye Tong possesses a Sword Body, a Clear Sword Heart, and an Immortal Spiritual Root. He is an unparalleled Prodigy, unprecedented and unequaled."
His words stopped there.
All the high-ranking officials' gazes narrowed slightly. What Jian Jiuzhou said might be an exaggeration, but no matter what, this was a good thing.
"Haha..." The beautiful woman smiled alluringly. She didn't believe Jian Jiuzhou, that guy who was full of nonsense. "Let's talk about it when Jian Jiuzhou returns. Then I'll go and properly see his third Disciple."
"Ye Tong, is it?"
"This Venerable has remembered you."
......
Cangjian Peak.
Ye Tong opened his eyes, his expression calm. Faint blue light flashed through his eyes, as light and ethereal as clouds, yet as gentle and long-lasting as flowing water.
That chill had already dissipated, as had the magnificent phenomenon in the sky.
At this moment, Ye Tong felt invincible.
He had already reached the fourth stage of the Qi Induction Realm.
Looking across the vast Immortal Cultivation World.
Who dares to take a sword strike from me?
Who can I not cut down?
"Awake?" Su Qingxuan's voice was a little hoarse, but her expression was still serene and elegant, not at all like someone who had waited all night.
"Yes, thank you, Senior Sister."
Ye Tong stood up and bowed respectfully. He naturally knew that his Senior Sister had protected him all night, and a warm current flowed through his heart, making him feel exceptionally comfortable.
A mysterious smile spread across his lips: "Senior Sister, didn't you want to see my Natal Sword?"
Su Qingxuan gently nodded, her eyes flowing with curiosity. Her curiosity was instantly piqued, and she quietly watched Ye Tong. What exactly was Junior Brother's Natal Sword?
The commotion just now was simply too great, it had left the young girl stunned. Her throat was hoarse, and she absolutely couldn't lose face in front of her Junior Brother.
Ye Tong let out a soft breath. After three years of Cultivation, he finally obtained his Natal Sword. Although the mysterious gift package from the System was not as good as he had imagined, it could still help him save a little face.
With Senior Sister's help, the mysterious gift package was opened, and three items were obtained.
A Natal Sword, a mask, and Sword Dao talent.
But he didn't know what this Natal Sword looked like. However, that phenomenon just now was so terrifying...
It should be some kind of top-tier Divine Artifact, right?
I'm not greedy, an SSR will do.
Ye Tong thought to himself.
He stood quietly in the snow, his clothes fluttering, as if he had the entire world beneath his feet. His demeanor was calm and unrestrained, exuding a sense of looking down upon the world.
This was the powerful Cultivator of the fourth stage of the Qi Induction Realm!
The black-robed youth spread out his right hand, and specks of blue light began to gather in his palm. The blue light gradually formed a sword shape, and the youth, full of youthful spirit, smiled faintly:
"Senior Sister, behold."
"This is my Natal..."
Ye Tong's words came to an abrupt halt. He suddenly froze, his expression quite awkward, but very quickly, it turned into a towering rage.
System, I'll curse your ancestors!
It was a broken sword with a rusty blade, barely discernible as ink-black.
Yes, a broken sword, as if it had just been dug out of some unknown mound of dirt, with fresh mud still clinging to it.
It appeared in Ye Tong's hand, and coupled with his expression, it still had a bit of a "Divine Artifact" look to it.
"This broken... hmm..."
Su Qingxuan subconsciously spoke, but then thinking that this would disappoint her Junior Brother, she pondered for a moment, her voice clear and cold, yet with a hint of praise:
"Although it's short, it looks very powerful."
