Chapter 492: Mingtai's Origin

"First match of the early-stage Jin Dan group, winner, loose cultivator Zhuang Xuan."

The skinny referee announced the end of the first match. The winner was an unknown cultivator.

Whether it was a disciple of a large sect or a disciple of a small sect, cultivation resources were supplied by the sect.

Loose cultivators were different. Loose cultivators lacked cultivation resources, and wealth, companions, methods, and land were all scarce. Cultivation had no elders to guide them, and if they were not careful, their cultivation would go astray, and it would be difficult to return.

Therefore, the realm and cultivation quality of loose cultivators were far lower than sect cultivators.

Being able to defeat a group of sect cultivators and stand out from the city and state levels to come to the Congwendao Sect, one could imagine the difficulty.

"Record him, there is major suspicion." Jiang Qun exhorted the Luoshui Guards.

He flipped through Zhuang Xuan's previous battles, which could be said to be crushing all the way to the finals. He used at most five moves each time to end the competition. Even coming to the finals and conducting the first match, he only used five moves to defeat his opponent.

Strong and terrifying.

"Yes." The Luoshui Guards had already recorded more than half a page of the list.

"Next time we compete, I will definitely win!" The loser was a very energetic cultivator. Although he lost to Zhuang Xuan, he was not discouraged, but agreed to fight again next time.

Zhuang Xuan looked at his opponent coldly and spat out two words lightly.

"Boring."

"You!"

The loser's expression changed slightly; Zhuang Xuan was too arrogant.

Zhuang Xuan ignored the loser's reaction and jumped off the ring, his eyelids drooping, yawning with boredom.

If it weren't for the generous rewards of the competition, he wouldn't be willing to come and accompany a group of children to play house competitions.

Winning was also meaningless, completely without challenge.

Soon Zhuang Xuan ushered in the second match. His opponent was a polite sword-wielding cultivator. Looking at his style, he should be a Confucian cultivator, cultivating the gentleman's sword.

"Sword Tower Mingtai, please give me your advice." Mingtai held the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword facing down, bowing obediently, his smile very shy.

Zhuang Xuan was still that sleepy look.

He had no good feelings for this kind of polite cultivator. They had no blood at all. It was okay to play around usually, but once on the battlefield, life-and-death battle, the one who died fastest was this kind of person.

He had fought with Integration stage Confucian cultivators several times. This type of cultivator should be chewing words in the court, and it was really unnecessary to charge into the battlefield.

*Swoosh—*

A cyan sword light flashed by. Zhuang Xuan instinctively tilted his head back. The cyan sword light brushed past his neck. A cool breeze blew, and his neck felt it later, appearing a shallow sword mark, soon dyed red with blood.

"Can one cultivate the sword to such a realm in this realm?" The participating cultivators exclaimed. Some hadn't seen Mingtai's performance in the first match. Now seeing Mingtai's move, they realized this was a formidable enemy.

"Early-stage Jin Dan has such sword Dao cultivation, can compare with Old Thief Daoist Bu Yu." The cultivation world host was surprised. The Central Continent hadn't appeared a sword Dao genius who could compare with Old Thief Daoist Bu Yu for a long time.

"This Zhuang Xuan is also not simple. From beginning to end, he hasn't displayed his full strength." Another cultivation world host nodded. Deserving of being the great world struggle, the first few group competitions had already opened people's eyes, and when they reached the early-stage Jin Dan group, the heaven-chosen from all walks of life were even more brilliant.

"It will be a dragon fight and tiger battle." The tall cultivator said slowly, his gaze cold as ice.

He lost to Mingtai in the first match and had also studied Zhuang Xuan's fighting style. If these two met, they would surely collide with intense sparks.

"It's a pity for my 'Turtle Breath Technique', no place to use it!"

On the ring, the jade pendant fell from Zhuang Xuan's neck.

The cyan sword light just now not only left a shallow blood mark on Zhuang Xuan's neck but also cut the rope of the jade pendant.

Zhuang Xuan bent down and picked up the jade pendant solemnly. His voice was low and hoarse, no longer that listless look.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang Xuan, are you finally going to be serious?" Mingtai looked at Zhuang Xuan with burning eyes, eager to try.

Zhuang Xuan didn't answer, talking to himself, and it seemed like he was talking to Mingtai.

"This jade pendant is of extraordinary significance. It was left by my master before he died. Master said I was an orphan. When he picked me up, I was holding this jade pendant in my hand. The jade pendant is the only clue my parents left me. I have always protected it closely and never let it fall to the ground."

"You are the first person to let the jade pendant fall to the ground."

"Do you know, the dragon has reverse scales, touch it... you must die!"

Zhuang Xuan's throat made a beast-like roar, making people's backs feel cold. He raised his head violently, staring fixedly at Mingtai, his eyes like a beast that had lost its reason.

"His momentum..."

The Yuqi Sect Master was slightly surprised. At this time, Zhuang Xuan's aura was almost comparable to early-stage Nascent Soul.

You know, Zhuang Xuan was only early-stage Jin Dan.

Zhuang Xuan went crazy, rushing toward Mingtai violently, his whole body emitting terrifying black energy, not knowing what cultivation technique it was. The only thing that could be confirmed was that no one wanted to be his opponent!

*Boom—*

Zhuang Xuan was swept away by a sword energy and fell off the ring.

"Phew, so dangerous, so dangerous." Mingtai was still frightened, patting his chest.

After calming down, he walked to the edge of the ring, looking at Zhuang Xuan who was still in a daze, and bowed with his sword.

"High momentum doesn't mean high cultivation. Mingtai has been taught."

Zhuang Xuan blinked, not reacting to what had happened. Shouldn't it be that he went crazy and tore Mingtai to pieces? How did he become the loser?

"Where did your Sword Tower recruit this disciple?" Lu Baqian looked at Elder Sikong in surprise.

Others couldn't see it, but he, a dignified Tribulation Transcendence stage great cultivator, saw it clearly. This sword contained heaven and earth, exhausted changes, not like something a Jin Dan stage could cut out.

Even if a Nascent Soul stage sword cultivator could cut it out, they would have to call it a genius!

Elder Sikong saw that Lu Baqian, who had been showing off, could show such an expression, which was more refreshing than eating ice cubes in summer.

"Hehe, I said it, Mingtai is the only person in my Sword Tower who has received the supreme inheritance."

"This sword is okay, my level of casting the 'Slash' technique is just this level." In the spiritual space, the imprisoned Lu Yang observed the battle on the ring through the small window left by the Decayed Fairy.

Mingtai's moves were truly unexpected.

If it weren't for Mingtai, he would have forgotten he was a sword cultivator.

"This little guy doesn't look like a human." The Decayed Fairy stared at Mingtai for two glances, and soon lost interest.

She had no interest, but Lu Yang did, so Lu Yang hurriedly asked what was going on.

"A sword spirit definitely can't become a soul, but the Sword Tower supreme is different. People are half-immortals. His sword spirit must have killed enemies for a long time, soaked in immortal blood, etc., possessing immortal Dao spiritual rhyme."

"Look at that Qilin Immortal Medicine in the medicine garden, isn't it soaked in the blood of the Qilin Immortal, producing spiritual wisdom and becoming a spirit?"

As one person and one ghost climbed to the position of Acting Sect Master, they also knew some secrets.

For example, the Sword Tower supreme.

Supreme was a title that only half-immortal level powerhouses could be crowned with. The Decayed Immortal could be called the Decayed Supreme.

The embryonic Dao fruit possessed by the Sword Tower supreme was unknown. The only thing known was that he perfected the embryonic Dao fruit, took this opportunity to become an immortal, ended in failure, and ended up in ashes.