Chapter 80

Zang Jian Peak, although a floating upright mountain peak, was entirely pitch black. The soil on the peak was clearly not ordinary, and there were many steep cliffs and precipices.

Not long after stepping onto Zang Jian Peak, someone let out an "ah" and, by accident, fell off the mountain.

However, what surprised Qin Feng immensely was that despite the presence of Shu Jian Mountain disciples watching from the side, no one was willing to come forward to help. Although the broad-faced steward had given a warning beforehand, saving a person would have been a trivial matter for them. Such coldness made Qin Feng feel a deep chill in his heart.

Is this the Shu Jian Mountain I have always yearned for?

Looking down at the figure gradually disappearing into the clouds, at this moment, Qin Feng suddenly felt a bit lost...

The death of a person made everyone instantly cautious, and the order was much better than before. Clearly, the stewards of Shu Jian Mountain had intended it this way.

Qin Feng moved forward quickly, without any unexpected incidents. None of the flying swords around him reacted to him, not even a tremble. It seemed his talent was not just poor but extremely poor, even the flying swords looked down on him.

However, someone had good luck. After just a few steps, he pulled out a treasure sword and was now happily showing off his flying sword to the people around him.

Qin Feng smiled with genuine happiness for such a person.

After all, among a hundred people, not even one would have such luck.

The direction Qin Feng was heading was actually following Hu Huizi. He trailed far behind Hu Huizi, watching him eagerly come to a secluded place with few people. After comparing the small note in his hand, he confirmed that the flying sword glowing with a fiery red light in front of him was the one he was looking for. He immediately began chanting and making hand seals, clearly using a sword summoning technique.

"How familiar does this hand seal look?"

Qin Feng was a bit surprised that Hu Huizi knew the sword summoning technique, but what truly left him speechless was that he had seen this hand seal once before, the same one Zhan Bai used in the Blood Fork Temple.

Could it be that the broad-faced steward taught this to Hu Huizi?

It must be so!

Hu Huizi was now at a critical moment, sweating profusely, and his originally dark face had turned a deep purple. But this old man was quite ruthless. At the last moment, he bit his tongue, using a rare secret technique to instantly boost his strength. With a loud roar, he summoned the sword!

The slender, fiery red flying sword "buzzed" and flew up, circling in the sky before finally hovering in front of Hu Huizi.

Hu Huizi plopped down on the ground.

His face was so excited it almost bled.

At this moment, he had been waiting for twenty years, using every possible method, and finally, he had succeeded.

All the bitterness, pain, and hardship of the past were now gone. Everything was meaningless because from this moment on, he was a formal disciple of Shu Jian Mountain!

"Ha ha ha!"

Hu Huizi laughed out loud, completely disregarding his injuries.

As he laughed, he spat blood.

Qin Feng saw all of this, especially the crack at the tip of the flying sword, which made him suddenly realize.

This was a half-broken sword, with its spirit greatly damaged, thus making the difficulty of summoning it much lower.

Qin Feng shook his head. Just now, Hu Huizi had injured his own meridians to retrieve the sword. Given his age, even if the meridians could heal, there would still be significant hidden dangers, which would likely affect his future cultivation.

"Was it worth it?"

At this moment, Qin Feng silently asked himself.

He wasn't asking himself, but rather questioning whether it was worth it for Hu Huizi.

A broken sword was no big deal, but this Shu Jian Mountain might not be as good as he had hoped.

After all, they were human, and humans have desires.

...

Qin Feng shook his head and continued forward, his eyes occasionally flashing with a purple glow.

Along the way, many people pulled out flying swords, but Qin Feng noticed that most of them were those who had bribed the broad-faced middle-aged steward the previous night. Only a few were purely lucky.

And the vast majority still hadn't found their flying swords.

However, this made the crowd even more frenzied.

While others were pulling out swords, Qin Feng kept circling. Time passed, but he still hadn't found the sword he was looking for.

"Could it not be here?"

Qin Feng asked himself.

Unexpectedly, this question received an answer from the Heavenly Demon.

"It's here. I have already sensed its presence. Keep looking!"

The Heavenly Demon's affirmation instantly invigorated Qin Feng. He changed direction and headed towards the lower part of the mountain, which was very steep. Most people wouldn't go in that direction, as a misstep could cost them their lives.

Qin Feng didn't really want to go, but he had already searched all the safer areas and hadn't found the treasure the Heavenly Demon mentioned.

On the way, Qin Feng suddenly paused, staring at a blue, shimmering treasure sword, unable to look away. This sword was so beautiful and impressive. If he slung it over his back, he would look like a new generation of sword immortal!

Unfortunately, a discouraging voice instantly popped into his mind.

"Surprised? I didn't expect this flying sword to be here either. Your Purple Heaven Eye is indeed remarkable. This is a fine ancient mystical treasure named Blue Radiance. Unfortunately, this sword is not suitable for you. Its previous owner was a woman of celestial beauty, so this sword has a special affinity for women. Save your effort."

"Your sword is still ahead. Keep going; its presence is becoming stronger."

Qin Feng had no choice but to comply.

The Heavenly Demon told him that although there were many flying swords here, only the one it mentioned was the most suitable for him. Moreover, for some unknown reason, the Heavenly Demon could faintly sense its location, which surprised Qin Feng greatly.

Could the Heavenly Demon have some connection with Chong Wu?

Qin Feng mused.

As he walked, he saw countless swords, and his eyes were almost dazzled.

Even flying swords that were not inferior to Blue Radiance were rejected by the Heavenly Demon. It wasn't rejection, but rather a matter of the flying swords not being interested in Qin Feng...

Continuing downward, Qin Feng passed several cliffs and precipices.

At several points, he had to grab the sword hilt and climb by hand. He finally stopped in a large depression far away.

Qin Feng looked into the depression and saw only one sword!

Outside the depression, all the other swords seemed to fear this one and stayed far away.

This sword... Qin Feng took one look and his eyes widened.

The shape of this sword was completely unexpected!

First, it was big! And it was big in a way that was almost absurdly imposing!

Second, it was strange! The entire blade was covered with snake-like scales, layer upon layer, twisting up to the wide hilt. Strange patterns depicted a fierce, lurking beast.

Third, it felt familiar!

His bloodline soul was trembling slightly!

It was a profound shock!

The last look, and Qin Feng couldn't take his eyes off it.

This was an ancient sword, very wide and thick, and extremely long, with a dark, lustrous surface. Ancient inscriptions were etched on it, giving the sword a mysterious aura.

This was a heavy sword!

Qin Feng stepped forward and measured it. The exaggerated blade, when fully drawn, would be much longer than his height, and the wide blade was as broad as half a door.

Is this a flying sword? Can it fly?

Qin Feng's face turned black. This sword was clearly a super-heavy giant sword, fundamentally different from the elegant long swords he imagined. If he stood on this sword to fly, it would be impressive, but it would also make him stand out too much.

However, Qin Feng liked it!

The strength to move mountains and the spirit to dominate the world—only a true man could wield this sword.

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