Chapter 562

Jianyu, hearing that there were so many experts in the world, and seeing Wuming pause, couldn't help immediately asking.

"Finally! The Great Dragon Head of the Qinglong Society, the First Taboo of the Nine Provinces—Ximen Wudi…"

Wuming said with a complex expression.

"This man possesses profound knowledge, as if he knows everything under heaven."

"Whether internal energy, fist techniques, leg techniques, sword methods, knife arts, hidden weapons, or even the Way of Eternal Life."

"It seems that anything related to martial arts, he knows."

"The other six Dragon Heads of the Qinglong Society are indeed extraordinary talents."

"But without his guidance, they would never have achieved what they have today."

"From my estimation, the recent 'Love of Mount Qingcheng' was all orchestrated by him."

"Not to mention the sword that directly shattered the Sword Realm—that sword from beyond the heavens!"

"This man is truly the supreme master of sword Dao!"

Previously influenced by Xiao Sanxiao, Wuming had believed the Qinglong Society was the great calamity of a thousand autumns.

Later, Xiao Sanxiao's letter denied this speculation.

As the Heavenly Dao Golden List and the Heavenly Dao Hundred Flowers List gradually revealed themselves,

it seemed most people or events were tied to Ximen Wudi.

Wuming grew increasingly admiring of him.

Unfortunately, rumors said Ximen Wudi had gone to the Sword Realm and, for some reason, never returned.

Otherwise, Wuming truly wished to climb Qinglong Peak and meet this First Taboo of the Nine Provinces.

"There really are such people…"

Jianyu's gaze outside grew distant, lost in thought.

Clearly, he had never heard these revelations before.

"Forget it! Set these aside, and don't mention the Qinglong Society for now."

"Wuming, answer me—are you the most outstanding disciple of the current Jian Sect?"

"And have you learned the Wanjiangui Sect?"

Jianyu snapped back to himself and continued questioning Wuming.

"Senior! The Jian Sect is gone…"

Wuming gave a bitter smile; in his mind, aside from his sworn brother Mu Yingxiong,

all other Jian Sect experts had been frozen within the Jian Sect due to Jian Hui's selfishness.

"As for the Wanjiangui Sect, I've never even seen it…"

"Here is the Wanjiangui Sect!"

Upon hearing this, Jianyu immediately pulled out a secret manual from his bosom and threw it to Wuming,

"You have ten days to comprehend the Wanjiangui Sect."

"Ten days from now, I'll return to find you."

After speaking, Jianyu glanced at Jianchen beside him,

"Huh? Xuan Yin Sword Host? No, you've only trained six swords."

"Then where are the other six?"

Jianchen was greatly surprised; aside from Wuming, this was the first expert to recognize the Xuan Yin Six Swords on him.

"Disciple doesn't know what Senior means."

"Hmph! The Xuan Yin Sword Host isn't easily tamed."

"When all twelve swords are united, you'll understand."

Jianyu gave a cold smile and turned back to Wuming,

"Ten days. Ten days from now, I'll return to fight you."

"I only hope you can match Jianwu."

After speaking, Jianyu turned and left Zhonghua Pavilion.

Wuming held the Wanjiangui Sect in his hands, feeling it was absurd.

In his youth, he had fought Bujun for this supreme Jian Sect scripture, triggering countless events afterward,

yet he had never obtained this ultimate art.

Now, while resting at home, this very sword art from the past had been delivered to his door!

"Master, is this truly the Wanjiangui Sect?"

As Wuming's disciple, Jianchen had naturally heard the legends of the Wanjiangui Sect.

But since Wuming had never seen it, he certainly hadn't either.

"Let me see!"

Wuming opened the manual, examined it, and found it was indeed a sword manual.

Yet this sword manual was extremely strange.

It contained only ordinary sword techniques.

Such moves were inferior even to Wuming's own "Moming Sword Art."

Not to mention compared to Tianjian.

How could this possibly be called the supreme art of the Jian Sect?

"Huh? Could this man have given a fake?"

Wuming couldn't help muttering.

"It's fake, then."

Jian Chen sneered.

"This man is utterly unreasonable—he came all this way just to give Master a fake sword manual."

"No! This sword manual is strange."

Wu Ming's sword talent is astonishing, not inferior to Dugu Jian.

The sword techniques in this manual were mediocre, yet deep within him, he felt this was truly the Wanjiangui Sect.

He immediately took the manual and walked toward the back courtyard, reading as he went.

He read until deep into the night.

Jian Chen saw the light blazing in his room and knew Wu Ming had not slept.

He immediately brewed a ginseng tea and brought it into the room.

"Master! Reading the sword manual is important, but your health matters too!"

Wu Ming smiled and set down the manual.

"You're thoughtful—but remember, the Yin Yin Sword Art is truly peculiar."

"Let it go sooner, and it will benefit your sword Dao."

"Every supreme sword art of the Jian Sect, when mastered to its peak, is no less than the Yin Yin Sword Art."

Jian Chen nodded vigorously, listening to his reprimand.

The two spoke for a while longer, then Jian Chen withdrew from the room.

For the next ten days, Wu Ming continuously studied the manual.

He tried to comprehend the Wanjiangui Sect from it.

Yet for some reason, despite his sword talent,

even though he neglected sleep and meals, he ultimately could not comprehend it.

During this time, Jian Chen frequently came to inquire after his well-being, pouring tea and fetching water for Wu Ming.

At first, Wu Ming would still point out the problems with Jian Chen's Yin Yin Sword Art.

But later, he noticed Jian Chen was delving deeper into it, yet still treated him as affectionately as a father.

Deep inside, he began to suspect this art might not corrupt Jian Chen's nature, and so he abandoned his warnings.

On the tenth day, Zhaoshang Sect returned.

"Wu Ming, have you comprehended the Wanjiangui Sect?"

Upon hearing Zhaoshang Sect's words, Wu Ming felt an inexplicable sense of shame.