Chapter 663: Jiang Zhiwei

With Ning Zhengqi's voice ringing out.

Jiang Zhiwei lowered her head, eyes thoughtful.

She wasn't foolish; she knew full well that everything he said was true.

After defeating Nie Wushuang.

With her mastery of the Completed Sword Heart, she was hard-pressed to find an equal across all of Da Qin.

The only true rival she could foresee was Feng Zhangyue, the Sword King.

Yet, she would one day defeat him and leave the Da Qin Empire behind.

Considering the sword arts of the other eight nations, they were even inferior to Da Qin's.

Thus, traveling to the Yuehua Imperial Court became the most suitable choice.

Therefore, Ning Zhengqi's invitation did stir some interest in her.

After all, she would go to Yuehua Imperial Court eventually.

Why not go to the Heavenly Sword Sect now for "training," sparring with numerous sword cultivators?

But...

Jiang Zhiwei glanced at Gongsun Lanying, who was weeping uncontrollably beside her.

The woman's vile demeanor made her instinctively dislike her.

At that moment, seeing Jiang Zhiwei remain silent and look toward his junior sister, Ning Zhengqi instantly understood.

So, to dispel her concerns and to spare his junior sister's face,

he immediately used spiritual sense to whisper: "Miss, do not worry. Though my junior sister comes from a distinguished family—her father is the Deputy Sect Leader—you need only follow me into the sect, and I will personally recommend you to my master, so he may take you as his direct disciple!"

"My master is the Sect Leader; if he takes you as his disciple, you will surely be promoted to True Disciple status, and no one will dare trouble you unless you break sect law!"

"Once you speak a few words to my master, forget his favoritism—just recall how Feng Shu's past incident made him deeply resent the Gongsun family."

"To remove all your worries and let you focus entirely on your sword path, he will surely dispatch a Qianxiang Realm expert to guard your ancestral family."

"This will signal to surrounding powers that your Cangwu Jiang family is tied to our Heavenly Sword Sect, and force the Gongsun family to hesitate, lest they dare act against your kin..."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiwei nodded, then asked: "How skilled is your master in sword art?"

This was what she cared about most now.

If his realm is high enough, I will surely grow faster!

Upon hearing this, Ning Zhengqi's heart leapt with joy.

Heaven be praised—I've wasted so many words, and this sword prodigy has finally been swayed.

Worried she might change her mind, he hurriedly said: "If our Ancestor's sword art ranks first in this sect, then my master's ranks second!"

"His sword realm has reached Completed Sword Spirit. Though his cultivation base is only Primordial Spirit ninth layer, his combat strength once defeated a Celestial Realm Grand Elder—he is, alongside our Ancestor, revered as one of the Ten Sword Kings of the Yuehua Imperial Court!"

"Our Ancestor once said my master is a late bloomer; with the right opportunity and destiny, he may one day attain the Sword Saint realm!"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiwei's eyes lit up.

To conserve family resources, temporarily training at the Heavenly Sword Sect was indeed a fine choice.

Moreover, she understood her own sword talent intimately.

She believed she would reach the Sword King realm in no time.

If I work hard enough to become Sect Leader,

wouldn't all these inheritances and resources of the Heavenly Sword Sect then belong to my Jiang family, benefiting our clansmen?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiwei's eyes gleamed brightly.

Yet, joining the Heavenly Sword Sect was a serious matter; she must seek her elders' approval.

So she pulled out the Cangwu Token.

Since she lacked the Clan Lord's clan seal,

she could only report this matter to the Grand Elder, asking him to relay it to the Clan Lord.

Only a few breaths passed.

She received the Grand Elder's reply.

"Approved."

Just a single word—but it shook Jiang Zhiwei's expression.

She then glanced at Ning Zhengqi, still babbling on.

She suddenly said: "When do we leave?"

As soon as the words left her lips,

Ning Zhengqi, who had been about to continue persuading, froze, eyes wide in shock.

He had expected her to be extremely difficult to convince—yet she had agreed after just a few words.

He looked at his junior sister and shook his head, his dislike for Gongsun Lanying deepening.

Had I known recruitment would be this easy, why did you have to be so abrupt and humiliate yourself?

Thinking this, he turned back to Jiang Zhiwei, finding her more and more agreeable—such sword talent, once back at the sect, would surely earn her immense favor!

Ning Zhengqi smiled and hurriedly said: "Anytime—why wait? Let's go now..."

I've just finished visiting my uncle Feng Zhangyue; it's perfect timing to return to the sect.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded, then released her spiritual sense to locate her followers.

She then sent a spiritual sense message: "Wait for me to return..."

Her followers immediately replied: "We understand, Zhiwei-jie—go with our full confidence!"

They were genuinely delighted by her opportunity.

After all, it was the Heavenly Sword Sect—the place every sword cultivator yearned for!

It was even more so the holy land in the hearts of countless sword cultivators across the lands of the Nine Nations!

Once Jiang Zhiwei went to the Heavenly Sword Sect, she would surely be able to further awaken her own talent, and her sword Dao cultivation base would advance by leaps and bounds!

By then, their Great Qin sword Dao world would probably need only a few more years to add another Sword King!

Afterward, under the gaze of the crowd.

Jiang Zhiwei departed along with Ning Zhengqi and the others.

Seeing this, the surrounding onlookers all heaved a collective sigh of relief.

Especially the sword cultivators among them.

With Jiang Zhiwei—a mountain like that—present, everyone felt utterly hopeless about the future.

After all, judging by her performance, she would surely become the foremost figure of Great Qin's sword Dao in the future!

Once such a figure left, everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, feeling their whole body relax, and personally felt they could display their talents to the full!

At this moment, Nie Wushuang gazed at Jiang Zhiwei's departing back.

He could not help but say: "Master, you were right. There are always people greater than oneself, and heavens beyond heavens. Before true genius, the talent I took such pride in is simply no match at all!"

"I understand now. In the past I was simply too arrogant and complacent. From now on I shall redouble my efforts!"

Hearing this, Feng Zhangyue silently glanced at his own disciple.

Seeing the earnest look on his disciple's face, his eyes could not help but fill with helplessness.

Disciple, I was lying to you back then.

With your talent, not only is it hard to find an equal within Great Qin, even within that Moonlight Imperial Dynasty, your talent is by no means inferior!

Although there are geniuses stronger than you, they are still far from reaching the present level.

It is just that, unfortunately, you ran into an unprecedented monster.

Someone like this—your master, in this entire lifetime, has never once seen a single one. You did not lose unjustly......

Feng Zhangyue sighed inwardly, feeling that this secret would never have a chance to be spoken aloud in his lifetime.

At this moment, he glanced at Nie Wushuang again.

Years of experience allowed him to see through the other's little scheme.

He shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The Heavenly Sword Sect will hold its disciple-acceptance grand ceremony three months from now, open to the Imperial Dynasty and the Nine Nations, recruiting disciples. If you are interested, you may go and try."