Chapter 145: The Three Great Sword Sects
Qin Feng now enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, even if the gazes weren’t entirely focused on him.
“This is Jinyang City,” a crisp voice sounded beside him. Liu Jianli, with beautiful eyes, surveyed the surroundings.
After serving tea in the hall, Qin Feng’s parents instructed him to take Liu Jianli for a stroll outside.
At this moment, the surrounding people were mostly drawn to Liu Jianli’s stunning beauty, unable to resist stopping and staring.
Qin Feng couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride because standing next to him was his wife!
“Yes, but this remote small city certainly can’t compare to the imperial capital, Heavenly City.” Qin Feng replied.
Due to moving here with his family at a young age, the original host’s memories of the capital were vague.
He vaguely remembered the grandeur of the capital, with people bustling in the streets and various novel things happening all the time.
He wondered how the capital looked now after so many years.
Liu Jianli spoke lightly, “Although Imperial City is prosperous, I don’t have much impression of it. Since I can remember, I’ve been practicing swordsmanship and rarely left the mansion. When I turned fifteen, I was brought into the sect by the Sect Master of the Myriad Sword Sect.”
Qin Feng understood and asked, “Tell me about the Myriad Sword Sect. What is it like?”
There were numerous sects in the world of swordsmanship, each claiming to be the best. However, three were widely recognized as the top.
The first was Military House.
The second was Sword Emperor City.
The third was the Myriad Sword Sect.
Liu Jianli’s vermilion lips lightly opened, “The Myriad Sword Sect is located on the ethereal peak in the southern region, with a total of thirteen sword peaks of various sizes. Each peak has a peak master, and the strongest among them is equivalent to the thirty-six stars of the Demon Slaying Department. The current Sect Master even has strength comparable to the Twelve Divine Generals.”
Qin Feng took in a sharp breath. A big reputation was not easy to live up to.
No wonder the Myriad Sword Sect Sect was respected by many martial artists seeking to cultivate their sword skills.
Then Liu Jianli talked about many things about Myriad Swords Sect.
For example, the environment there, the way disciple cultivates, and the sword dao art of the Myriad Swords Sect.
After hearing this, Qin Feng couldn’t help but sigh: “If the Myriad Swords Sect continues like this, I’m afraid that the young generation that is cultivated will be unrivaled in terms of attainments in the Dao of the Sword.”
Liu Jianli shook her head, “Sword Emperor City and Military House both have their own philosophies regarding the cultivation of the younger generation.
How could the three Sword Dao schools that are admired by the world be average.
In the current generation of Military House , there is a marvelous character who is not very old, yet he can use the Ghost Soldier Sword Box that has been lost for a hundred years in Military House.
At first, he had represented Military House to ask for a match in the Myriad Sword Sect, and once the Ghost Soldier Sword Box came out, the younger generation all had to avoid it.”
“There’s actually such a thing?” Qin Feng’s eyes widened, one person singling out the younger generation of a sect, how bullish is this?
Just thinking about it makes one’s blood boil!
Liu Jianli continued, “The disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect are numerous, and it’s impossible for one person to fight them all. So, my master asked me to take action.”
Qin Feng was curious, “So you took out your sword and fought with him for several rounds, eventually breaking his Ghost Soldier Sword Box?”
Liu Jianli shook her head slightly, “My master didn’t let me draw my sword. He said that if I did, I might ruin that young man’s sword heart. So, I only used one finger to knock him out of the sword platform. Although I defeated him, I also protected his sword heart.”
Qin Feng was stunned, not sure how to respond.
The master mentioned by Liu Jianli was undoubtedly the Sect Master of the Myriad Sword Sect.
That guy must be petty. Seeing that his disciple was repeatedly picked on by a teenager, he couldn’t lose face, so he sent Liu Jianli to regain the place.
Why are you afraid of destroying the opponent’s sword heart? Why don’t you let Liu Jianli draw the sword? It’s obviously because you want to fiercely slap Military House in the face.
It is better to be defeated with a sword than to be knocked away with one finger.
But my wife is too simple-minded, and she actually believed this. Qin Feng thought as he turned his head and looked towards Liu Jianli.
I just thought that if people like this were placed in modern times, they might be deceived into pyramid schemes.
“What happened later? What did the boy do after he was defeated?”
Liu Jianli recalled, “I didn’t pay much attention. After defeating him, I went to the Heavy Sword Peak for cultivation. But my master vaguely mentioned that the youth returned to the Sword Tower, lowered his head, and trembled all over. Perhaps I was a bit too heavy-handed.”
He lowered his head and trembled all over. This was obviously because he was crying.
Qin Feng smirked, but thinking about it, if he were that youth, soaring in glory one moment, and the next moment defeated by a finger, he might have a death wish.
“That youth, what is his name?” Qin Feng asked.
“I don’t know,” replied Liu Jianli indifferently.
Qin Feng paused, silently mourning for that youth in his heart.
Being defeated by a finger is one thing, but not even having one’s name remembered is too tragic.
The two chatted while strolling through Jinyang City. During the journey, they encountered a few people repairing a damaged house beam.
One man, originally working diligently, suddenly stopped.
Pointing at the street, he opened his mouth wide, with an unbelieving expression. “That woman.”
On the side, Huo Yuan, who was muscular and dark-skinned, said with displeasure, “What are you doing? Actually enchanted by a woman! What’s interesting about that women?”
“No, boss, that woman is Liu Jianli. She… she can walk now!” The man exclaimed.
The incident of Liu Jianli failing the tribulation had caused a sensation in Imperial City, and the people in the Divine Workshop naturally knew about it.
“What?” Huo Yuan and the others looked over, but the figures of Qin Feng and the two had long disappeared at the end of the street.
“Where is the person you mentioned? Moreover, Liu Jianli’s meridians are damaged, and her lower body is paralyzed. Even the imperial physician cannot cure her. How is it possible for her to stand up again? Certainly, you must be mistaken!”
The man was about to explain, but was interrupted by Huo Yuan.
“Hurry up and work well; there is no room for mistakes in this task!” Huo Yuan reminded in a low voice with the second half of the sentence.
The man glanced at the street, unable to find that white figure again.
“Could it be that I really made a mistake?”
He muttered to himself and stopped dwelling on it, continued doing his work.
However, these people, although claiming to be repairing the house beams, if one were to look closely, they would find that each of them had fine threads wrapped around their fingers like hair, difficult to see with the naked eye.
Whenever they moved their fingers, those fine threads also moved along.
The fine threads connected directly from the damaged beams to the inside of the house.
Through the dappled light, it could be vaguely seen that the end of the fine threads was connected to an object resembling a person, continuously pounding something there.
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