Chapter 668: These vermin have defiled my Grand Sun Qingse Jianzong

A hundred li away,

The teleportation array flickered, revealing a young man in gray robes, ordinary features, a long sword at his waist.

"Interesting,"

"Very interesting."

Jiang Ding's spiritual sense swept over a hundred kilometers around, and indeed found over thirty Jin Dan cultivators including Iron Sword Guo Kai; his eyes gleamed with excitement.

Of course, this was not directed at these Jin Dan cultivators.

"Sunfire Copper…"

Jiang Ding took out the Sunfire Copper he had purchased for one hundred ninety million lower-grade spiritual stones, said to help sword cultivators comprehend sword intent; his spiritual sense and sword intent scanned it again and again, confirming: "Something that forcibly grants sword intent exists in the Grand Sun Sword Pavilion, but it is extremely rare—even at its peak, they had very little of it, so how could they possibly sell it?"

"A Grand Sun Qingse Jianzong possessing it is unlikely; I had thought of this before, but dared not be certain."

"Now it seems, it is indeed so…"

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed: "This Sunfire Copper contains an extremely hidden trap—an Nascent Soul-level trap—that, as refinement deepens, slowly burns and stimulates the soul of Jin Dan cultivators, greatly increasing the chance they will generate sword intent as they near death."

"The cost is death, and all potential is utterly lost."

"The higher a Jin Dan cultivator's talent and the stronger their will, the more likely they are to produce this one-time sword intent soul."

"This may be why Guo Kai and others are here—the mastermind needs to screen his furnace vessels."

Sword Dao,

Grand Sun Sword Pavilion's legacy.

Combined, all secrets and concealments were as plain as one plus one in his eyes—too simple; even Nascent Soul techniques were useless, bound by realm suppression.

The soul of a sword intent cultivator greatly benefits Nascent Soul cultivators practicing Mo Dao Gong Fa, advancing both their cultivation and their flying swords, with minimal side effects.

It's a tremendous boost!

"To create such a large-scale operation and conceal it for a hundred years without exposure, many high-ranking members of the Nine Union Trading Association and the Grand Sun Qingse Jianzong must be involved—at least some of them."

"Could coincidence have hidden it?"

"Impossible—it must have been deliberately concealed."

Jiang Ding, combining all available intelligence, quickly deduced most of it.

As for the entire Grand Sun Qingse Jianzong being involved?

Impossible.

This is Ji Gong Li De Zuo Fa—maximizing personal gain but causing great harm to the Grand Sun Qingse Jianzong as a whole.

Many potential core disciples die silently, reducing the sect's future strength by several people—grave harm indeed.

If the Grand Sun Qingse Jianzong had a true master, he would never allow this—it's digging up his own roots.

I heard their strongest, the Nascent Soul peak cultivator Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, appears to have fallen severely wounded and entered seclusion?

"Similarly, this Sunfire Copper contains intense Sword Dao will, its forging technique is exquisite, and it subtly evokes a sense of kinship with the Shattered Sword Intent… I suspect it may have drawn from the forging method of Sunfire Spirit Iron."

"It's highly valuable."

"It contains a Nascent Soul-level tracking technique…"

Jiang Ding stared at the Sunfire Copper before him, hesitating.

He could extinguish this tracking technique at any moment, but it would reveal he might possess Nascent Soul-level abilities—the mastermind might become alert.

"Who is the mastermind? What realm are they?"

"Looks dangerous."

Jiang Ding muttered.

Coincidentally, he wanted to find a Grand Sun Qingse Jianzong Nascent Soul cultivator to kill—yes, this person must have moral flaws, otherwise he'd feel guilty, since he was naturally kind and reluctant to harm.

But Nascent Soul cultivators were hard to find; even harder to find one alone and within his acceptable power range.

The best method was to lure them to come to him.

"Fine, I'm just destined for this kind of risk."

Jiang Ding sighed.

If this one is missed or unsuitable, he'd have to find another target.

Waiting another few decades should also work.

After a brief wait, a figure appeared nearby—a blue-robed giant: Iron Sword True Person Guo Kai.

Around him, some concealed their forms, others openly surrounded, eyes fixed on the gray-robed youth.

At the same time, they cautiously watched the surrounding Jin Dan cultivators, especially Iron Sword True Person, the fighter with twenty-seven consecutive victories on the Dueling Platform, who drew immense attention—second only to the target.

"Friend, I am Iron Sword Guo Kai."

As the Jin Dan cultivators gathered around, Guo Kai spoke slowly: "I spent two thousand Shang Pin spiritual stones to purchase your information from the Nine Union Trading Association—I've come for my Dao path."

He stared intently at the man before him, trying to catch even a ripple in his heart lake as an opening.

Logically, paying such a high price and being so easily betrayed should provoke furious anger.

The surrounding Jin Dan cultivators tensed their spirits, their core flying swords stirring within their dantian.

No reaction.

The other simply looked at them calmly.

No anger, no resentment, no killing intent.

Like roadside grass and stone—killing or not, it made no difference; no emotional fluctuation at all.

A thread of unease rose in their hearts.

"Friend,"

Guo Kai hesitated, then cut off that flicker of doubt, speaking slowly: "Leave the Sunfire Copper, and I'll let you go. I swear by heaven: if I ever ascend to Nascent Soul and become a Master Dinghai Zhenjun, I will exterminate the entire clan of Long Nian of the Nine Union Trading Association who betrayed you, to avenge you."

"If I break this oath, may heaven strike me down, earth devour me, and may I never be reborn for all eternity!"

"Friend, what is your opinion?"

Guo Kai gripped the sword hilt, staring deathly at the person before him as he spoke slowly.

"You, what is your opinion?"

The Jin Dan cultivators surrounding them also hissed in unison.

From all directions, killing intent as cold as a tide of ice condensed here, enough to freeze the souls of a large group of Foundation Establishment cultivators and shatter them into ash.

"Draw your sword."

Jiang Ding said indifferently.

Their hearts seeking the Dao moved him, so he granted them the chance to draw their swords; this was the only mercy.

Anything more was impossible.

Those who actively displayed killing intent toward him must die; this was a matter of principle.

"Kill!"

Guo Kai roared; his sword struck like Lei Ting, falling like Rushan. A heavy pressure enveloped an area of tens of kilometers. Before the sword even arrived, the Lin Mu and rivers were forcibly pressed down several inches, and the sound of great trees snapping with a crack echoed endlessly.

He had instantly burned his magic power and vital blood!

For in this world of the Immortal Dao, wealth and power were highly unified!

Exceptions were extremely rare.

Those who did not accept this truth had long since died.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

At that same instant, more than thirty Jin Dan cultivators encircling him also had over half of them burn their magic power and part of their vital blood. Flying swords of various colors clanged, their sword Dao pressure shooting straight to the sky; their judgment of the situation was accurate without error.

The flying swords formed a cloud, descending to cover them!

"Acceptable."

Jiang Ding commented indifferently.

Clang!

He drew his sword.

The silver-white long sword, composed of parts from the nano-liquid robot's body, was merely solid and sharp; it offered no amplification to the sword Dao, being quite ordinary.

A streak of silver-white sword light slashed through.

The sword Dao pressure shooting to the sky froze, silent and soundless.

White clouds, birds, insect chirps, the wind, and the rivers all froze; heaven and earth entered a state of stillness.

For a long time.

Crack!

Only a crisp sound was heard, originating from the forehead of Guo Kai, the True Person of the Iron Sword with twenty-seven consecutive victories on the sword duel platform.

A sword mark slashed through his skull, penetrating deep into his brain, extinguishing the life force of his soul and flesh and blood.

Around him, the more than thirty Jin Dan cultivators were the same; motionless, a sword mark breaking their skulls appeared on their foreheads, their eyes lifeless, their bodies falling silently to the ground.

The flying swords had just left their masters' dantian, only to drop from the sky, the sound of ding ding ding ding echoing endlessly.

This sword light was too fast!

Striking after being launched yet arriving first, it was so fast that before their flying swords could even reach the enemy, it had already extinguished everyone's life force, leaving them unable to react in any way.

"Such..."

"Such sword intent, you should not have contested with me..."

Guo Kai, the strongest, roared in unwillingness, a faint fluctuation transmitting through his divine sense.

Immediately after, it returned to formlessness.

A life with not bad sword Dao talent vanished between heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)