C3062 Down the Mountain
C3062 Down the Mountain
During this period of time, an extremely sensational event happened on the Seven Sword Mountain.
It was the matter of naming Qin Xuan the Sword Son.
When this order was issued, countless disciples were extremely shocked, and they couldn't believe that it was true.
After all, there had never been a Sword Son in the past, but now, he was conferred the title of Sword Son. This was a historical act, and what they couldn't accept was that the person who was conferred the title of Sword Son was a Seventh Grade Saint, and he had just arrived at the Seven Sword Mountain from another sect.
They didn't understand why the higher ups had given Qin Xuan the title of Sword Son. The geniuses of the Seven Sword Mountain were as numerous as the clouds, and there were many Ninth Grade figures among them. When did a Seventh Grade Saint become a Sword Son?
Just because he had taken out a top high-grade divine sword from the Sword Burial Mountain, he had been given such an honor?
Wasn't this a little too hasty?
However, most of the people who made these sounds were official disciples. Almost no one from the seven main peaks stood out to object, because they had already been warned by the lords of the main peaks that they were not allowed to recklessly talk about the sword children.
Even though some of the disciples from the seven main peaks were dissatisfied with this matter, they were very clear in their hearts. This was not because the Hill Master was willful, but because he had obtained the approval of the seven Peak Masters. This meant that this matter was already a foregone conclusion, and no one could change it.
Days passed, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a year had passed.
The discussions about Qin Xuan becoming a Sword Son in Seven Sword Mountain gradually quieted down. All the disciples were focusing on their cultivation. After all, cultivation was the main element of this world. If one wanted to obtain a strong status and status... They had to improve their own strength.
In the past half a year, Qin Xuan had been cultivating Divine Arts and comprehending the power of the Great Dao. Although his cultivation base had not broken through, his overall strength had been steadily increasing, and he was much stronger than when he had just arrived at the Seven Sword Mountain.
Although he had never fought anyone before, Qin Xuan had a feeling that his strength had already reached the peak of the Half God Realm, and he could fight against Jun Huan.
After a period of time, Qin Xuan had faintly touched a shackle. He knew that if this continued, his strength wouldn't improve much, so he decided to leave the immortal mountain.
In the southwestern region of Seven Sword Mountain, a mountain peak that was as tall as clouds stood on the ground. Looking from afar, it was like a divine sword that pierced into the clouds, making people feel reverence in their hearts.
At this moment, a white-clothed figure arrived at the mountain peak. This person had an extraordinary temperament and was unrestrained and unrestrained. When he appeared, he instantly attracted the attention of many people in the surroundings, and a sharp glint flashed across their eyes.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass Pure Jun Peak!?"
A cold shout sounded out, and many disciples flashed over. Their gazes were extremely sharp as they stared at this figure in white clothes. They thought that this person's temperament was quite outstanding, and it seemed that the disciples of the other main peaks had come to challenge them.
The disciples of the seven main peaks would often fight against each other. The disciples of the other main peaks would come to challenge them. Sometimes, they would also go to the other main peaks to challenge them.
"I am Qin Xuan. I have some doubts regarding my cultivation. I have come to ask for guidance from Peak Master Chun Jun." Qin Xuan said in an indifferent tone. His expression was calm as usual, as if he was saying something very common.
He was a Sword Son, so he naturally had the right to go to any of the main peaks.
"Qin Xuan!" All the disciples were shocked, and their eyes were fixed on Qin Xuan's figure. This man was the Sword Son who had been conferred the title of Sword Son not long ago?
Sure enough, he was only at the seventh step. It seemed that the rumors from before were not wrong.
"You just said that you want us, Master, to answer your questions about cultivation?" A disciple asked with a cold voice.
"That's right." Qin Xuan nodded and said, "You should know who I am. The hill master has given the order that the Sword Son can give guidance to anyone in the Seven Sword Mountain. Please inform the peak master of Pure Jun Mountain."
Everyone's eyes turned cold when they heard Qin Xuan's words. This man's words were really arrogant. He was just a Seventh Grade Saint, and he wanted to see Master as soon as he spoke. Did he really think that he could do whatever he wanted just because he was a Sword Son?
It was ridiculous.
"Master is currently cultivating in seclusion. He has no time to meet anyone. If you have any questions regarding your cultivation, just say them out loud. There are many senior brothers here who can answer your questions." A yellow-clothed youth replied in a casual tone. His face revealed a hint of pride. Obviously, he didn't put Qin Xuan in his eyes.
The rest of the disciples looked at Qin Xuan with calm eyes. They didn't say anything, as if they had tacitly agreed with the man's words. They didn't deny Qin Xuan's identity, but this didn't mean that they had to listen to Qin Xuan's orders.
Qin Xuan glanced at the yellow-clothed youth. He could naturally tell that the yellow-clothed youth didn't care about his sword, but his facial expression was still as calm as before. If the yellow-clothed youth listened to him so easily, it wouldn't seem like the behavior of the disciples of the main peak.
The disciples of the seven main peaks were the most outstanding disciples of Seven Sword Mountain. It was very normal for them to be proud and arrogant. Especially when faced with someone of a lower realm, they had to obey him. It was not enough to rely on one's status. One had to show enough strength.
Qin Xuan smiled and said, "My doubts can't be described with words. Why don't you spar with me? With your cultivation base, you will definitely be able to see my weaknesses."
"Compete?" The yellow-clothed youth's expression became somewhat strange. He looked at Qin Xuan with interest. He was a Ninth Order warrior, but this man dared to spar with him?
His courage was truly not small.
"Senior Brother, it's better to be careful. Don't forget that this man took out a top high-grade divine sword from Sword Burial Mountain. His strength must have far exceeded the seventh step." A disciple beside him reminded the yellow-clothed youth in a low voice, obviously afraid that he would let his guard down.
The yellow-clothed youth's eyes froze when he heard this. His expression became a bit more serious, and he secretly replied, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
After saying that, the yellow-clothed youth took a step forward and arrived not far from Qin Xuan. He said with a loud voice, "Your cultivation is a bit low, so you should attack first. Let me see how powerful your Dao power is."
"My Dao power is a bit stronger than an ordinary Seventh Order warrior. Your Excellency, please be careful." Qin Xuan replied with a smile. The smile on his face seemed harmless to both humans and animals.
"You can release it. I can handle it." The yellow-clothed youth disapproved, but in his heart, he was thinking of releasing his strongest defense. Even if Qin Xuan's Dao power was stronger than ordinary people, could it still shake the defense of a Ninth Order warrior?
This was obviously not practical.
"I'm going to attack." Qin Xuan said. As soon as his voice faded, he took a step forward. An incomparably terrifying might of the Sword Dao swept out, turning into a sword of stars that slashed forward.
When the sword of stars descended, the yellow-clothed youth's facial expression changed dramatically. He felt a world of stars pressing down on his body, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably. The Sword Dao power within his body was directly suppressed, and he was unable to release it at all.
"Bang!"
With a loud sound, the yellow-clothed youth's body was sent flying into the air like a duckweed without a root. Then, he violently fell to the ground. It was as miserable as it could be!