Chapter 580
At this moment, he stood out like a crane among chickens.
In the sky, a transformation stage cultivator let out a soft "Hmm," turning to look at Zheng Fa, as if assessing this unfamiliar disciple of the Chongxuan Sect.
Zheng Fa was no stranger to him—this was Shi Nandang.
Years ago, they had fought together against the Da Zizai Demon Sect.
Perhaps it was a case of familiarity over novelty; had Haori Mountain sent him here again?
Was he not even going to put on a show?
Naturally, Shi Nandang did not recognize Zheng Fa. He scrutinized Zheng Fa, finding nothing unusual, and then turned to the leader of the Chongxuan Sect, saying, "Is this the disciple you mentioned?"
"Yes, Master!" the sect leader replied.
Shi Nandang nodded slightly, producing a Feiyun Sword and asking Zheng Fa, "Did you forge this?"
"Yes."
"Give him some spiritual materials and have him forge another."
Upon hearing this, the leader of the Chongxuan Sect acted like a servant, retrieving spiritual materials and a forging furnace from his storage ring and placing them before Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa felt a bit strange inside:
It seemed that Shi Nandang was not here because of the sect leader's plea, but rather… because of this Feiyun Sword?
He discreetly glanced at the volcano's mouth, realizing that today was the best opportunity to uncover the secrets of this mountaintop.
Shi Nandang from Haori Mountain must have far deeper insights than this humble sect leader; winning him over would not be easy.
There was no time to hide his skills any longer.
Zheng Fa pointed a finger, and the True Sun Fire burst forth from his fingertip, falling into the alchemy furnace before him.
The secret technique of Haori Mountain, the "Heavenly Fire Treasure Refining Method."
The various secret techniques of the Chongxuan Sect.
And many unique sword-forging methods from the Tianhe Sect.
At this moment, they converged in the furnace, forging a sword!
After three incense sticks burned, the furnace fire extinguished, revealing a cold light shining from the furnace's bottom—it was indeed a Feiyun Sword.
Shi Nandang's eyes sparkled with delight as he grasped the flying sword, examining it closely.
"A top-tier magical weapon… even showing signs of surpassing the level of a magical treasure."
In the rough classification of the Xuanwei Realm, magical treasures generally fall into categories such as magical weapons, magical treasures, spiritual weapons, and spiritual treasures, each with vastly different powers.
Of course, treasures from cave heavens and Dao fruit treasures are another matter entirely, unknown to ordinary cultivators.
The Feiyun Sword that Zheng Fa had forged today, however, had subtly broken through the level of a magical weapon.
All present were seasoned cultivators skilled in forging; how could they not see that the Feiyun Sword had not become a magical treasure not due to Li Hao's lack of ability, but because the spiritual materials themselves could not support it?
Originally, the Eighth Elder, who did not wish for Zheng Fa to disturb the expressions of the transformation stage cultivators, was taken aback, thinking that this Li Hao, who had no reputation in the sect, could forge even better than himself?
Was there such a gem hidden beneath the Ninth Elder's tutelage?
But when he looked at the Ninth Elder, he saw her face was also filled with surprise as she gazed at Zheng Fa's back.
Clearly, she too was unaware of where this gem had come from.
Shi Nandang turned to Zheng Fa, praising him:
"Just this Feiyun Sword alone—no one below the Nascent Soul stage in Haori Mountain could forge one of this quality!"
"Above the Nascent Soul stage, it’s also a rare find!"
"You Chongxuan Sect truly has a genius among you!"
Hearing Shi Nandang's praise, Zheng Fa felt indifferent.
Behind him, the Ninth Elder's eyes sparkled with pride, clearly feeling a sense of vindication.
Shi Nandang, who seemed to be a lover of forging, remained enthusiastic, channeling spiritual energy into the Feiyun Sword in his hand, clearly wanting to test it.
But as soon as the Feiyun Sword lit up, everyone felt a tremor beneath their feet.
From below the mountain's mouth, a black beam of light shot up into the sky, like a volcanic eruption, shaking the entire Divine Fire Mountain.
"Not good!"
Shi Nandang quickly released the Feiyun Sword from his hand, and along with the six transformation stage cultivators, he unleashed spells toward the black light, having no time to pay attention to Zheng Fa and the others.
Seizing this opportunity, a silver glint flashed in Zheng Fa's eyes, and he finally saw what was hidden at the mountaintop—
A sword!
A strangely shaped, entirely black sword, as if it could devour all things!
With just one glance, Zheng Fa felt a fierce aura surge toward his mind, cold and deadly, as if it wanted to tear apart his soul.
He had never seen such a ferocious flying sword!
It even filled him with an overwhelming sense of despair, as if he could not escape death.
Fortunately, the Yin-Yang Fish amulet in his mind trembled slightly, deftly dispelling this fierce aura.
But what puzzled Zheng Fa was… the Yin-Yang Fish amulet continued to vibrate gently.
The black flying sword began to stir, and at this moment, Shi Nandang had no time to care about a mere Golden Core cultivator like Zheng Fa.
The fierce aura of the flying sword, combined with the might of the seven transformation stage cultivators at the mountaintop, made the leader of the Chongxuan Sect and the others dare not linger, hastily retreating with Zheng Fa.
This sudden turn of events left the Ninth Elder anxious and unable to speak further with Zheng Fa, merely instructing him to return and await orders.
As for the flying sword, it was a topic best left untouched.
Zheng Fa also did not dare to inquire further.
…
Once back in the Jiushan Realm, Zheng Fa learned the name of that flying sword.
"Xianxian Sword!"
Yan Wushuang jumped three feet high, Han Lao looked dazed, and Xie Qingxue held the Qingping Sword, as if she wanted to chop someone.
"…Xianxian Sword?"
The name was too familiar, causing Zheng Fa a moment of toothache.
"Our Tianhe Sect is divided into five branches, and the treasures of the five branches are five swords!"
"Besides the Qingping Sword, there are also… the Zhulu Xianjue Four Swords! They are the sect's ultimate treasures!"
I knew it…
It really is that thing!
Xie Qingxue looked at the flying sword's appearance in the light curtain, her tone certain: "This sword is the Xianxian Sword!"
"Wait a minute…" Zheng Fa sensed something was off, "Are you saying that there’s another Xianxian Sword in the Tianhe Sect?"
Xie Qingxue nodded, her expression grim.
Zheng Fa was also a bit confused.
Does this mean there are two Xianxian Swords? One male and one female… no, wait, one true and one false?
If the one from the Tianhe Sect is real, that’s one thing.
But if it’s fake…
How could such a treasure be lost?
It’s one thing for the Tianhe Sect to lose it, but how could Haori Mountain throw this thing into the Hundred Immortals Alliance!
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 427: How Will You Choose? Together?
The matter of the Xianxian Sword in the Chongxuan Sect was truly unfathomable. Xie Qingxue felt a mix of confusion and anger, wanting to clarify things, but she dared not discuss such a life-and-death issue for the Tianhe Sect in a communication talisman.
She decided to travel day and night back to the Tianhe Sect, wanting to ask Master Yan in person.
"Qingxue?" Seeing her suddenly return from Jiushan, looking travel-worn and with an anxious expression, Master Yan's face immediately tightened. "Is something wrong with Wushuang…?"
"Junior Brother is fine."
Upon seeing her master, Xie Qingxue could no longer hide the myriad of questions in her heart.
"Zheng Fa encountered the Xianxian Sword!"
Master Yan's expression froze for a moment; though somewhat unexpected, it was not too surprising.
At this point, Xie Qingxue immediately understood the truth…
"Master, the Xianxian Sword in our sect…"
"The Zhuxian Four Swords are not the one from our ancestors."
"…"
Before returning, Xie Qingxue thought she had prepared herself for the worst.
Who would have thought that her master's words would nearly shatter her resolve?
"Why… why is that so… then what about the four swords in our sect…?"
Unconsciously, her voice began to tremble.
Seeing her in such a state of disarray, Master Yan remained calm, merely pointing to a chair in front of her and gently saying, "Sit down and talk."
Xie Qingxue sat down in a daze, her eyes fixed on Master Yan, as if she wanted to uncover the truth.
Master Yan pondered for a moment, seemingly organizing his thoughts, before finally speaking: "This matter should have only been known to the sect leader, but now…"
Xie Qingxue's heart raced even more.
Her master’s recent actions made her feel as if he were preparing to pass on his last wishes.
"You should know that our Tianhe Sect has some differences in cultivation methods compared to other immortal sects."
"Yes… we lack a fundamental great method."
"Exactly. The so-called fundamental great method is a true cultivation technique that can lead to immortality…"
"Have you ever thought about why our sect ranks among the five great sects of Xuanwei, and even remains quite strong in this era?"
Xie Qingxue shook her head.
"Because of the Zhuxian Four Swords in our sect."
"But didn’t you say that all four swords are…"
Xie Qingxue was becoming increasingly confused.
"Why do we refer to the post-transformation stage of our Tianhe Sect as the Integration Stage?"
This was something Xie Qingxue understood very well; she was a cultivator at the Integration Stage: "To merge with the immortal sword, where the sword lives with the person, and if the sword perishes, so does the person, borrowing the power of the immortal sword…"
Zheng Fa once had a saying that Xie Qingxue found quite fitting—
The Tianhe Sect's cultivation method seems to imply that one becomes a sword spirit.
That’s why Xie Qingxue had felt "controlled" by Zheng Fa before.
Thinking of this, Xie Qingxue froze.
"The four swords in our sect are also…"
"They are the four ancestors."
Xie Qingxue was taken aback; this meant—were the four ancestors not dead?
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