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Chapter 668: Qianjian Mountain

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"Because I am single-mindedly cultivating in bitterness?"

"Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed... The reason I went into secluded cultivation for a hundred years wasn't to stake everything on a single throw, but... because I am immortal!"

Aaron watched the Sword Light of Baifeng Xianzi, silently complaining in his heart, but he did not say it out loud.

Several months later.

Qianjian Mountain.

This mountain range gathers a thousand peaks, each one as straight as a sword, carrying the momentum to pierce the firmament!

Perhaps precisely because of this, the Sword Cultivators of the Shushan Sword Pavilion look down upon outside Loose Cultivators.

Only Baifeng Xianzi is slightly of an Alien sort.

After all, no matter how slim the probability, there is always that sliver of a chance that a lucky person can seize!

"Shen Langtao?"

After all... he did not know the friendship between his elder and Aaron, only thinking of relying on the bond of being from the same hometown, hoping this Golden Core Uncle-Master would bestow a little more to subsidize the cultivation needs of his little granddaughter.

"Although my grandmother's cultivation reached the False Core realm, she ultimately lacked some opportunity and did not form a Golden Core, having long since passed away..."

However, by the time of Shen Langtao's generation, they had actually completely integrated into the sect.

Do not look down on the other party just because they are only at Foundation Establishment; if they can successfully form a Golden Core, they can even obtain the True Disciple inheritance of the 'Taiqing Formless Sword Art' and the 'Invisible Sword'.

After speaking, he turned into the mountain, and not long after, he brought out an old man in blue robes.

"Stop, those who approach!"

More importantly, it is situated atop a top-tier Spirit Vein, and the concentration of Spirit Qi is considered top-notch even in the entire Great Gan!

Shen Langtao took it, his face full of joy.

As he spoke, his voice lowered, and the beaming expression on his face disappeared.

Aaron sighed in his heart.

On the protective talisman, there were still dark brown bloodstains, seemingly dyed directly with fresh blood.

Hmm, this is the Bloodline Talisman of 'Shen Qingchen'; after all, Aaron had promised to look after Shen Qingchen's descendants, as those in the Shen Family do not actually count as direct lineage.

This is the difference between the inside and the outside!

"The Extreme West is remote; it is fate that the two of us can meet. This little trinket is a reward for you..."

Aaron casually took out a long sword that was a Top-tier Magical Tool and tossed it to Shen Langtao.

'Another old friend is gone...'

This is a very regrettable thing.

A Disciple walked out and bowed: "This Uncle-Master, the Sect Leader currently has important matters and will not be seeing you. This is a warrant; you may go to the third floor of the Library Pavilion to exchange it for a cultivation manual or Secret technique..."

And an outside Golden Core Guest Deacon like Aaron could never obtain such favor in a lifetime!

"Your grandmother?"

"Disciple Shen Langtao, greets Uncle-Master Shen."

Aaron stopped his escape light, landed before the Jiejian Pool, and said indifferently: "I am Shen Fei, invited by Baifeng Xianzi to come and become a Guest Deacon..."

"Many thanks for Uncle-Master's generous gift!"

He could also understand.

Aaron asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Aaron just smiled and took the warrant: "Thank the Sect Leader for me..."

Aaron quietly reached his hand into his sleeve and took out a crimson protective talisman from his Storage Bag.

His sons and daughters did not have Spirit Roots, but his granddaughter's aptitude was quite good, and she was regarded as the family's hope for the future.

Aaron muttered to himself in his heart and said: "I have heard that once a Golden Core True Inheritor of the Shushan Sword Pavilion refines the Invisible Sword, they can kill Loose Cultivators of the same rank as easily as taking something from a bag?"

"This... it is also acknowledged in the Great Qian Cultivation World that Sword Cultivators have peerless combat power at the same rank." As Shen Langtao spoke, he began to chat about a matter: "Several years ago... a True Disciple formed a Golden Core. On the day they left seclusion, Sword Qi soared into the sky, ten thousand swords bowed their heads, and the Sect Leader personally celebrated for them, holding a grand banquet for three days and three nights..."

Between his words, there was always a hint of an elusive sense of closeness.

According to the rules, the next step was to go and pay respects to the Sect Leader.

And the 'Shushan Sword Pavilion', a behemoth sect within Shu Province and one of the Ten Great Sects of Great Gan, is located among countless sword peaks.

But looking at it now, little Qingchen's descendants are doing quite well in the Shushan Sword Pavilion.

"It is actually Shen Qingchen? I am also very impressed by this senior's feat of exploring mysteries and opening up a thoroughfare through the Boundless Desert back then..."

Aaron stared at the old man's wrinkled face, his Golden Core stage Divine Sense sensing something.

Foundation Establishment cultivators will also age, and after aging, there is little hope of breaking through to Golden Core; it is the same principle as how the probability of Foundation Establishment drops significantly after a Qi Refining cultivator reaches sixty.

This day.

That Foundation Establishment cultivator hurriedly bowed: "So it is Uncle-Master Shen... Uncle-Master was able to enter the range of this Qianjian Mountain without being attacked by the Wan Jian Gui Zong Array; clearly, your Dharma Power aura has already been recorded by the Array spirit... Please wait a moment, Uncle-Master..."

Shen Langtao answered with a hint of sadness on his face.

"My grandmother's name was Qingchen..." Shen Langtao replied.

This is also the reason why many cultivators do not look favorably upon secluded cultivation in bitterness, because the further one goes, the older one gets, and the probability becomes increasingly slim!

Shen Fei's success is considered by many cultivators to be entirely due to luck!

Aaron also took the opportunity to ask many things about the Shushan Sword Pavilion, which could be considered gaining a better understanding of this Sword Cultivator sect.

Before the Wan Jian Hall.

Shen Langtao was startled, then answered frankly: "Uncle-Master's eyes are like torches. In fact, this disciple's grandmother also hailed from the Extreme West. Seeing Uncle-Master's origin, I volunteered to come and receive you..."

"This disciple will lead the way for Uncle-Master!"

For the Shushan Sword Pavilion, Shen Qingchen was after all an outside cultivator; even if she might have joined the Sword Pavilion later, she was ultimately not valued or trusted, and even if there were opportunities for Golden Core, they would not be given to her.

Unexpectedly, the other party was very wealthy, and the first thing they gave was a Top-tier Magical Tool!

Shen Langtao was in a great mood, his smile becoming increasingly fawning.

"I wonder what her name is?"

Aaron sighed with emotion: "I wonder... has she reached Golden Core?"

If she had reached Golden Core, Shen Qingchen would still be alive, but if she had not, given the lifespan of the Foundation Establishment stage, the outcome was self-evident...

This old man possessed the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, yet his Qi and Blood were weak; he was clearly aged and frail, with no further opportunity for advancement.

"That is not necessarily true, though it is a fact that Sword Cultivators are born arrogant..."

"Martial Uncle... the Sect Master has many affairs to attend to, there is simply no helping it..." The two turned and left, with Shen Langtao still trying his best to make amends.

A look of embarrassment appeared on Shen Langtao's face, fearing that this Martial Uncle might lose his temper.

Below Jiejian Pool, a narrow, winding path that looked as if it had been carved by blades and axes appeared within the pitch-black mountain, which shimmered with a metallic luster.

Shen Langtao invited Aaron into the Shushan Sword Pavilion: "Our Sword Pavilion has beautiful scenery such as Xijian Pool, Qianyan Jingxiu, Wanjian Chaozong, and Zixia Waterfall... Martial Uncle must see them."

But at this moment, this Bloodline Talisman was actually glowing and heating up slightly.

He had originally thought that since this Martial Uncle had just reached Golden Core and was in a good mood, it would be a cause for celebration if he could bestow a High-grade Magical Tool.

Aaron followed behind Shen Langtao, first observing the beautiful scenery of Qianyan Jingxiu, then immediately spoke: "The sect specifically sent you to receive me; there must be a reason for this, right?"

Had he not taken the initiative to request to come and receive him for exactly this purpose?

Aaron transformed into a streak of Light and, following the route map provided by Baifeng Xianzi, arrived before the mountain gate of the Shushan Sword Pavilion.

The two Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator receptionists under the gate tower saw that Aaron's escape light was extremely swift, clearly indicating he was a Golden Core Cultivator, yet they remained undaunted.

After all, although they were all people of the Shushan Sword Pavilion, they had a Guest Deacon standing right beside them!

This difference in treatment was simply too...

(End of this chapter)

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