Chapter 819
Just as Jiang Daoxuan looked over, their gazes met.
A pair of eyes, utterly calm, like a deep pool, bottomless.
Yet faintly, there radiated a peerless, soul-shattering sharpness!
Merely a single glance.
Everyone present felt as if thorns pierced their backs, their bodies trembling uncontrollably!
Before this terrifyingly powerful existence, they felt stripped of their Primordial Spirit cultivator status, as frail as ordinary mortals!
Immediately afterward, everyone hastily turned to leave.
Suddenly, Jiang Daoxuan's voice drifted from behind: "If those behind you are dissatisfied with my decision, let them come to Cangwu Mountain themselves."
"Rest assured, whether it be one year, ten years, or a hundred, I shall remain in Cangwu, ready to meet them at any time!!"
The moment he finished speaking.
Boom—
An overwhelmingly powerful, terrifying pressure erupted from Jiang Daoxuan's body, surging toward everyone like a vast, overwhelming tide!
In an instant, all cultivators present changed color, their body hairs standing on end!
Their bodies froze rigid, as if trapped in mud, or bearing the weight of stars, unable to move!
Fortunately, this pressure came swiftly and vanished just as quickly.
Within mere breaths, it was gone entirely!
Just as the crowd exhaled in relief, Jiang Daoxuan's voice sounded again: "No need to see me off..."
Hearing this, they hesitated no longer, fleeing the scene at their fastest speed, fleeing in disarray!
Fearing unforeseen danger, no one dared remain.
Shortly after.
The entire scene, save Jiang Daoxuan, was left with only Hu Guang'an, Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Seeing one person still remained, Jiang Daoxuan turned to look.
Under Jiang Daoxuan's gaze.
Hu Guang'an instantly sensed a deathly intent in the void.
His heart pounded wildly, his Primordial Spirit quivered in response!
Worried that a misunderstanding might provoke the other's displeasure and bring him doom.
Hu Guang'an hurriedly explained: "Elder Jiang, please understand! I am different from them—I did not come for Jiang Chen."
"Let me explain first: I am Hu Guang'an, Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect. I came here on behalf of your clan's junior, Jiang Zhiwei..."
Jiang Daoxuan raised an eyebrow.
So he was from the Heavenly Sword Sect—no wonder he carried the aura of a Sword King's intent.
He then recalled how Jiang Zhiwei had repeatedly sent messages via the Cangwu Token during this period.
She had never mentioned any harassment from the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Instead, she consistently spoke of the many favors she received there.
From the Sect Master down to the Ancestors.
From the outer disciples to the true heirs.
All of them had treated her kindly.
Precisely because of this, his impression of the Heavenly Sword Sect remained favorable.
Thus, Jiang Daoxuan's tone suddenly softened: "Since you come from Zhiwei's sect, come with me back to Cangwu for a proper reception—lest others say the Jiang family lacks propriety..."
Hu Guang'an's tense expression eased: "Thank you, Elder Jiang."
Jiang Daoxuan waved his hand, then turned and flew toward Cangwu Mountain.
Seeing this, Hu Guang'an hurried to follow.
Along the way, his heart was restless; he paid little attention to the surroundings.
By the time he came to his senses, they had passed through Shanmen and entered a courtyard.
Jiang Daoxuan sat on a stone bench, relaxed, almost leisurely.
Hu Guang'an, however, sat on pins and needles, dared not sit opposite Jiang Daoxuan, only lowered his head, stealing glances around to observe.
Suddenly, a light footstep sounded.
Hu Guang'an turned his head.
A delicate-looking woman approached, carrying a wooden tray with a teapot and teacups.
As she drew near, she bowed to Jiang Daoxuan: "Greetings, Elder."
Then she turned to Hu Guang'an and spoke softly: "Greetings, Elder."
She gently placed the tray on the stone table.
With slender fingers, she picked up the teapot and poured tea into the cups.
When both cups were filled, she offered them to Jiang Daoxuan and Hu Guang'an.
Having done so, the woman quietly withdrew, leaving the two alone.
Hu Guang'an held the warm teacup in his hand, suddenly feeling overwhelmed with honor.
Yet recalling the previous scenes, he remained shaken, too fearful to drink.
Until Jiang Daoxuan's teasing voice came: "Friend, won't you drink? Afraid I've poisoned it?"
Hu Guang'an startled violently, hastily explaining: "Not at all! Elder Jiang's cultivation rivals the cosmos, his power boundless—I am but a speck beside you; how could I ever merit your poisoning me?"
Saying this, he immediately lifted the cup to his lips and swallowed it in one gulp!
He was just about to speak again.
But just at this moment, he suddenly felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, vast spiritual energy churning without cease, flowing to the four limbs and hundred bones, seeping into countless meridians!
Hu Guang's pupils contracted, and an expression of shock involuntarily appeared on his face!
He looked at Jiang Daoxuan in disbelief, crying out: "Clan Leader Jiang, could the water used in this tea possibly be... a Heaven-grade supreme spiritual spring?"
As an Elder of the Heaven Sword Sect, his usual experience was naturally not lacking, and he had seen no few spiritual springs.
Even within the Heaven Sword Sect's station, "Heaven Sword Mountain," a spiritual spring had been left behind, transported there by the Heaven Sword Ancestor using great divine ability.
This spiritual spring's grade reached as high as mid-grade Heaven, a heaven-and-earth treasure rare even in the Moon Radiance Imperial Dynasty.
Since beginning his cultivation, he had always believed this spiritual spring to be the finest under heaven.
But after drinking the cup of tea in his hand, he was stunned to discover that the vast spiritual power contained within actually far surpassed his own mid-grade Heaven spiritual spring!
To reach this level, a mere high-grade Heaven spiritual spring would not suffice!
Only the legendary supreme-grade Heaven spiritual spring could contain such an inconceivable concentration of spiritual energy!
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