Chapter 332

Thus line: He Du Ling's words were very abrupt.

The sect elders and disciples were slightly startled, then they pondered: indeed, Heng Xian's reputation has soared in recent years, especially the rumors about him in the Jianhai Guji, which are truly dazzling.

The key point is, he also wields a sword, and is likewise at the Yuan Dan Initial Realm!

Since we've come this far, not getting to know this kid would be a waste, wouldn't it?

Thus they all turned their heads and scanned the Tianyuan Sect disciples' formation.

But there are too many people from the host Tianyuan Sect coming to watch the swords; we don't know which one is him.

Meanwhile, Tianyuan Sect elders Bai Chun San, Su Qin Xin, Liu Han Chun, Zhao Qingzhi, Xu Qian Men, etc., immediately looked toward the guest disciples in the rear.

Even Nan Gong Li Luo and his disciples turned back to search.

Heng Xian's standing position is not remote; it's just behind the middle aisle of the sword-watching seats.

The nearest Su Qingcheng, the chief disciple of Wuyang Peak Su Ji, Bai Lianhua, Niu Wanli, etc., immediately looked at him.

Even Lin Shuyu, who is always cold and indifferent, showing no emotional fluctuation even when her own sword is surpassed by others, also looked at Heng Xian, her gaze somewhat complex.

However, Heng Xian, at the focus of all those gazes, was at this moment dazed.

In his mind there was only one thought—

Their sword intent actually has levels???

He couldn't help but open the "Xuan Huang Heavenly Hexagram" and ask: "How are the levels of sword intent divided?"

The hexagram showed: 【The levels of sword intent are ineffective for the host; the Primordial Sword Saint's true body is naturally favored by the rules of heaven and earth's sword, and comprehending sword intent equals ten layers!】

Heng Xian let out a breath, thinking this is a bit violent, and then asked: "So, does this myriad swords dragon pool before me have any benefit for me? Is there anything usable?"

The hexagram showed: 【That ancient myriad sword qi phantom contains countless sword intents, can be used for contemplation, its use is not small!】

And the myriad swords and dragon breath can be combined to help refine one's natal magic treasure…】

There's potential!

Heng Xian exhaled, lifted his head, and then noticed countless gazes upon him, involuntarily frowning slightly.

Beside him, Su Qingcheng gave a faint cold smile: "Junior Brother Heng, aren't you trying to hide? They've provoked you; even a donkey or horse would be led out for a walk. Of course, you have the right to refuse!"

Heng Xian couldn't be bothered to respond, and looked toward the front.

At this moment, Thus line: He Du Ling still didn't know who Heng Xian was, and shouted again: "Whoever is Heng Xian, please come out for a test!"

The silent Ku Tan Daoist beside him finally asked: "Your nature is non-contentious and non-greedy; why do you actively provoke others?"

Thus line: He Du Ling bowed and returned: "Reporting to Master, I believe the sword way cannot be stagnant; one must continually challenge the strong, or witness greater sword cultivators, to improve!

I've heard that this Tianyuan Sect Senior Brother Heng Xian is famed for his swordsmanship; in the Jianhai Guji he once used sword technique to fight one against a hundred eighty of the same realm—so why not come out for this sword test? Let us observe.

Could it be that the Tianyuan Sect is not an open and aboveboard sect, always hiding its talent?"

These words are reasonable and well-founded; they are not overbearing, yet they give the Tianyuan Sect a provocation!

The Ku Tan Daoist stopped speaking, closed his eyes slightly, as if also wanting to see Heng Xian.

The elders of the nearby sects exchanged glances and instantly understood: Old Daoist Ku Tan's purpose in inviting everyone here was, first, to show off his own sect's "Sword Saint Reincarnation Genius"; second, to meet Heng Xian, who can fight one against a hundred eight.

After all, Heng Xian is a bona fide sword cultivator!

"Kid, don't be arrogant; I don't need Heng Xian, me and you…"

The little black guy Chen Pingyang pointed at Thus line: He Du Ling and flew into a rage again, then was quickly pressed down by the True Realm.

Meanwhile, the gazes of Bai Chun San, Zhao Qingzhi, Liu Han Chun, Bao Bu Tian, etc., finally locked onto Heng Xian.

Heng Xian no longer remained silent; he patted the dust from his body, tied his black hair behind him, and strode forward.

As he walked, all the sect elders and disciples who didn't know him turned to look.

Upon seeing him, everyone's eyes lit up; before, it had been a "deformed sword saint selection," painfully awkward, but his appearance made the contrast strikingly clear!

He wore a white robe with purple trim, a true transmission disciple's garb; tall and slender, handsome features, not lacking heroic spirit, crucially showing no trace of arrogance or overbearingness—the kind of person who wins favor at first glance.

"Is this Heng Xian?"

The sect elders almost simultaneously asked their own disciples who had participated in the Jianhai Guji.

After receiving a definite answer, a group of elders stared unblinkingly at Heng Xian, sizing him up, as if trying to see through where he could possibly fight one against a hundred eighty!

At this moment, Heng Xian walked to beside the Tianyuan Sect elders' seats; however, Nan Gong Li Luo, who always loved to show off and compare, suddenly changed his usual manner and said: "If you're unwilling, you can forego the empty fame!"

Heng Xian glanced at Bai Chun San, Zhao Qingzhi, Xu Qian Men, etc., then bowed to Nan Gong Li Luo: "Testing the sword way, I have no desire to compare!"

"Heng Xian! What are you pretending to be a big-headed scallion? Look at yourself—you don't have even a hint of a sage's reincarnation; I can't either. If you force yourself up there, with so many watching, who will give you a step down when you embarrass yourself?"

The little black guy Chen Pingyang stood up and shouted loudly.

"Impudent!" The True Realm finally flared up, sealing his body's acupoints and pressing him down.

Heng Xian directly ignored that little black guy's words, turned, and walked toward the Myriad Swords Dragon Pool.

In the opposing Lingjian Sect formation, Thus line: He Du Ling, who had invited him to test swords, was also sizing him up, clasping his hands and asking: "Are you Heng Xian?"

Heng Xian paid no heed.

Thus line: He Du Ling's face darkened slightly: "I'm asking you a question!"

Heng Xian still ignored him, mainly feeling that there was nothing to say to such a strange person; I've come out—who else could I be?

The Ku Tan Daoist, who had been closing his eyes to nurture his spirit, now opened them, scrutinizing Heng Xian, his gaze full of incomprehension and doubt.

Given his cultivation level, he actually couldn't detect a trace of sword qi on Heng Xian's body.

At this moment, Heng Xian had walked to the edge of the Myriad Swords Dragon Pool, turned back, held out the Chi Mei Sword, and said solemnly: "I am Heng Xian; this sword is named Chi Mei, three chi six cun in length, weighing ninety-nine thousand nine hundred eighty catties."

Introducing myself is secondary; the sword must be introduced—this is respect for the sword.

However, as soon as his words fell, the entire place erupted in an uproar.

"The sword weighs ninety-nine thousand nine hundred catties?"

"You must have misspoken?"

"Who would use a hundred-thousand-catty heavy sword? Utter nonsense!"

Various sect elders and disciples, whether they knew each other or not, found it somewhat hard to believe.

After all, an ordinary Primordial Dan Realm cultivator, without using magical power and relying only on the body, can exert a force of over one hundred thousand catties; ordinary strength is only fifty or sixty thousand catties.

His sword is nearly a hundred thousand catties???

This is like an ordinary person wielding a thousand-catty iron bar to fight someone, or even a ghost—could they even lift it?

Especially Thus line: He Du Ling, Xu Longzheng, Xu You Wei and the other three of the six 'Sword Saint Reincarnation Candidates' shouted: 'Arrogant……'

However, Heng Xian did not respond to the doubts, turned his head to look at the Ten Thousand Sword Dragon Pool, slightly closed his eyes, sensed the faint sword aura and dragon breath pressure emanating from the pool water, and drew the Chi Mei Sword.

"Vast Waves——"

The sword's cry tore across the sky, extremely piercing.

Immediately, he tapped his foot and rose into midair; a mighty, fierce aura that ought not to belong to the Yuan Dan Initial Realm suddenly erupted, surging in all directions, covering heaven and earth.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh……"

Thick and continuous sword qi, howling without cease, wrapped around his body, forming a sword qi storm.

No! It was still spreading endlessly in all directions!

Compared to his swordsmanship, the sword techniques of Thus line: He Du Ling, Xu Longzheng and the others seemed like petty witchcraft before great sorcery!

"This……"

Daoist Ku Tan's pupils contracted.

"How terrifying the sword qi!!"

Thus line: He Du Ling, Xu Longzheng and the others, who had just been shouting, were startled.

(End of Chapter)