Chapter 83

On Sit-and-Forget Peak.

Yang Xiao blew the mountain wind and gradually calmed down.

But the regret in his heart still could not be stopped.

Over the years, he had thought every moment about revitalizing the Ming Sect and reproducing the prestige of the Ming Sect back then.

With the disappearance of the Ming Sect's Bright Right Messenger, the scattering of the Four Dharma Kings, and the departure of the Five Wanderers, this dream had become increasingly distant.

But if he had obtained the two peerless divine arts in the Heaven-Reliant divine sword, it would have been very different.

Whether it was the "Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms" or the "Nine Yin Manual."

Both could have allowed his martial arts to go a step further and reach the top level of the Great Ming Jianghu in one fell swoop.

The most critical thing was that he had obtained the Heaven-Reliant Sword twice.

The first time was a duel with the Emei Sect's Gu Hongzi, where he won and seized the Heaven-Reliant Sword.

But to show off in front of Gu Hongzi, he deliberately threw the Heaven-Reliant Sword on the ground and then flicked his sleeves and left.

The second time was learning that the Heaven-Reliant Sword had fallen into the Mongol Empire, and he traveled thousands of miles to retrieve it.

As a result, to show off in front of Ji Xiaofu, he deliberately let Ji Xiaofu steal the Heaven-Reliant Sword.

It could be said that his life was a life of showing off.

Now looking back at the missed opportunities, it could be said that the regret was too late.

"I hate that 'Snowy Blades' came out twenty years late."

Yang Xiao sighed long and could only lament like this.

The moonlight was bleak and cold.

In the Forest Cottage, inside the underground secret room.

Lin Xianer looked at the letter in her hand, her expression changing uncertainly.

"What is the background of this Su Chen?"

"Why does he know my true face, and how much does he know about me?"

Lin Xianer whispered softly.

She had never felt such awe toward a person before.

The most critical thing was that she was certain she didn't know Su Chen at all.

"Could it be Qiu Du?"

"This guy died in Seven Heroes Town."

"Perhaps Su Chen learned some of my information from his mouth."

Lin Xianer suddenly thought of this, and her heart relaxed a lot.

"Qiu Du died well."

"Now Su Chen will have to face the anger of the Green Demon Hand, Yi Ku."

Lin Xianer smiled slightly, as if she had already seen Su Chen's doomsday.

The Green Demon Hand was the ninth-ranked weapon in the "Weapon Spectrum," known as one of the most domineering weapons in the world.

It was forged by Yi Ku collecting the essence of gold and iron, quenched with a hundred poisons, and forged for seven years.

Yi Ku had the cultivation of the late stage of the Master Realm, and with the Green Demon Hand, he could fight and kill even those of the same realm.

And Su Chen was rumored to have only the cultivation of the Pre-natal Realm.

Even with the protection of the Great Halberd Warriors, it would be easy for Yi Ku to kill him.

Thinking of this, she was completely relieved and turned to think about another matter.

"Although Bai Xiaosheng is dead, the Plum Blossom Thief's actions cannot stop."

"Next step, let's take the Shaolin Sect's Eight Part Sutras."

Lin Xianer's star-like eyes flashed; she had already determined the next step of the plan.

Thinking that the various sects of the Great Ming Jianghu were all under her manipulation, she felt incomparably proud.

Time passed in a hurry.

In other places outside the Great Ming Jianghu, the latest issue of "Snowy Blades" also gradually spread.

The one that caused the biggest sensation among them was the Great Song Jianghu.

The "Nine Yin Manual" actually appeared in the Great Ming!

Countless Jianghu heroes of the Great Song felt incomparably shocked when they saw this news.

Who in the Great Song Jianghu didn't want to obtain this peerless divine art that had caused turmoil in the entire Jianghu twenty years ago?

It even came with a "Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms."

Many evil sect figures were restless and planned to take a trip to the Great Ming Jianghu.

Liyang City, Great Song Beggar Gang Headquarters.

In the deliberation hall, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly solemn.

A group of elders sat on both sides, not even daring to breathe loudly.