Chapter 826: Sword Pavilion Inheritance Envoy

Jiang Ding's divine sense and sword intent bloomed without any reservation, searching inch by inch within the mountain gate of the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong.

Mountain rocks, grass and trees, flowers and birds, cultivators…

Not a single one was overlooked.

The artifact spirit's incarnation could become any kind of thing; it possessed spiritual intelligence and might be watching this place, still unable to make up its mind, hesitating over something.

Jiang Ding would not allow it to hesitate.

According to procedure, the inheritance should be given to him, so it should be given immediately!

'So that's how it is.'

"Spare my life!"

A tremendous yearning arose in the hearts of the three.

'Sword Pavilion Inheritance Envoy…'

"According to the laws of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the Sword Pavilion Inheritance Envoy may, at the same time and the same place, recognize only one Great Sun Sword Child."

"Answer my question."

The Great Sun Flying Sword existed first, and then he appeared.

The dark-skinned little fatty revealed a struggling expression: "A Great Sun Sword Child should not appear in this realm; it defies common sense."

The answer was: your ability is insufficient, your status is insufficient, you cannot cultivate the higher level of the Sword Pavilion inheritance.

Some Master Dinghai Zhenjun revealed struggling expressions, but moments later, the struggling look swiftly vanished; their expressions went calm, completely ignoring these things, treating them as ordinary disciples of the sect seen everywhere.

There was only a stretch of silence, with no answer at all.

Crack!

"First meeting,"

This artifact spirit's name was Hei, the artifact spirit of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion in charge of inheritance.

Another bloody mark appeared on his face, and his body trembled.

"Not the previous generation."

Jiang Ding said lightly: "Why do you not kneel."

The Taiqing Flying Sword merely gazed, and the dark-skinned artifact spirit let out a miserable shriek; lines of porcelain-like, ferocious bloody marks appeared on its face. Even though it possessed some terrifying karma technique, formless and intangible, with an indestructible and immortal body, it was all useless—so fragile.

The dark-skinned little fatty's body trembled unsteadily, enduring the agony in body and soul with all its might: "Hei's main body is currently in the hands of another contemporary Great Sun Sword Child."

"Begin."

"Ah!"

"Does the Great Sun Flying Sword have any fault?"

Within the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong, the highest inheritance was the Scripture-grade Gong Fa; even though they were people of exceptional talent who had been summoned by the artifact spirit, it was still only this much.

The instant she witnessed this dark-skinned artifact spirit, a certain instinct awakened within her.

"I know my wrongs!"

In addition, the aura on your body seems to share a slight similarity with certain enemies—enemies whose identities have not yet been determined.

Jiang Ding's brow furrowed, then smoothed out.

This is the credential, this is the key, this is the status.

Such a passage appeared within the souls of numerous Master Dinghai Zhenjun.

Rather, this artifact spirit was innately constructed according to the needs of the Great Sun Flying Sword.

'If I could cultivate the Sword Pavilion's Scripture-grade Gong Fa, or even the Gen Ben Gong Fa of the Great Sun Sword Child, it would absolutely not be just as it is today; Soul Transformation would also hold great hope…'

If Master Dinghai Zhenjun Zhenjun Xu Fang and others said his sword dao talent was top-tier in the Northern Plains.

Jiang Ding's gaze flickered.

"Where?"

It was not that some technique had been attached to it.

"If you desire the remaining inheritance, you need only slay the other contemporary Great Sun Sword Child, and Hei will grant you the entirety of the inheritance."

"There are only these two methods."

The Taiqing Flying Sword hummed and sang, transmitting and spreading its sword light in all directions; this was both destruction and a declaration of its arrival.

"Your Excellency,"

"I cannot confirm your identity."

Sword Pavilion Inheritance Envoy!

The surrounding Master Dinghai Zhenjun—Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Master Tianyang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Zhenjun Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, and others—were horrified, and following his gaze, looked toward that dark-skinned little fatty at the Foundation Establishment realm.

Jiang Ding lightly stroked the sword hilt and asked.

I, I truly cannot judge."

"But, but…"

They were already the cultivators with the strongest, top-tier talent in the Northern Plains—why couldn't they? Were these supreme classics to be left to rot in a pile of old papers?

No one believed they were born inferior to another.

"Yes, Sword Child."

"In my hands, I only have the Sword Pavilion's Nascent Soul-tier inheritance; I can give it to you right now."

"No, not a disciple… the Inheritance Envoy…"

A terrifying, destructive sword intent spread in all directions, scanning every place.

He stepped forward and bowed deeply—it was the sword dao etiquette of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, elaborate and ancient, bowing deeply at the waist: "I pay my respects to Your Excellency; may your sword dao flourish."

Naturally, this left people unwilling, unable to accept it.

"Sword Child, spare me!"

There had been an inquiry: why?

Jiang Ding said quietly, "Since you hold the office of Sword Pavilion Inheritance Envoy, why do you not kneel before me?"

Why do you not bow before me?

The Taiqing Flying Sword hummed and trembled.

"No!"

"Found... it!"

Faced with Jiang Ding's interrogation, the dark-skinned little fatty had to answer; he did not dare remain silent.

"Since you have not completed the slaying, then they are all the contemporary Great Sun Sword Sons."

Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun murmured within his heart.

Jiang Ding revealed a cold, sinister smile and looked, among the tens of thousands of sword cultivators prostrating on the ground, at a dark-skinned little fatty with an honest appearance, at the early Foundation Establishment realm.

The dark-skinned little fatty bowed once more.

"Only Nascent Soul-tier inheritance?"

Jiang Ding looked at him calmly, offering no explanation, saying nothing.

Only Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Master Tianyang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, and Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, the three of them, clung tightly to their Lingtai, struggled bitterly, stared fixedly at that one dark-skinned fatty, and kept reminding themselves — only thus barely managing not to forget.

Black.

It was equivalent to first having a key, then building an iron lock; the mere existence between the two carried a natural relationship of superior suppression over inferior.

Many Master Dinghai Zhenjun revealed expressions of sudden enlightenment, and in an instant forgot the matter, no longer looking at this person.

Hum!

The instant it saw him, the Taiqing Flying Sword softly chimed, and its instinctive memory partially revived.

According to Sword Law, anyone below the Great Sun Sword Master — even a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun — must come forth to receive him!

Now, the Inheritance Artifact Spirit had once again appeared before him!

"The Great Sun Flying Sword is not wrong."

The dark-skinned little fatty screamed repeatedly, daring no further delay, and dropped to both knees: "Sword Pavilion Inheritance Envoy Black, Avatar Ninety-Seven, pays respects to the Sword Son!"

"No, my sect's disciples are ordinary, unremarkable…"

'These are my sect's disciples, ordinary, unremarkable, not worth paying attention to.'

"Alternatively, if you ascend Yangmin Mountain, where the Sword Pavilion Master resides, and gain the Sword Master's recognition, you can likewise obtain the complete inheritance."

"That's not wrong."

The dark-skinned little fatty said respectfully, "I am the avatar left behind by Sword Pavilion Inheritance Envoy Black, responsible for the Sword Pavilion inheritance in this region. Black is currently in the previous generation…"

Then he, Master Dinghai Zhenjun Chun Jian Yang, could be called the foremost sword Dao talent of the Northern Plains, with none to compare!

A thousand years ago, when his heart was loftier than the heavens, and he styled himself a top prodigy of the realm, he had demanded from the Inheritance Artifact Spirit the Gen Ben Gong Fa of the Great Sun Sword Son inheritance.

"The Great Sun Flying Sword is not wrong."

"Black."

His name was Liu Hei, a Foundation Establishment junior within the sect; he had entered the sect one hundred and eleven years ago, his talent utterly ordinary, completely unremarkable, drawing no attention at all.

"Avatar Ninety-Seven?"

Having something is better than having nothing.

Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong was always like this, stingy and miserly — whatever one's status and position, that was the Gong Fa one received, never exceeding it by any measure. Even so, had the previous generation's Great Sun Sword Son not fled alone, he could not have obtained the complete inheritance, just like Dao Sons such as Yu Yu Qianzi.

(End of this chapter)

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