Chapter 695: Chapter 673: Your Sword Will Be Buried With You
The news about Shen Han quickly spread.
The people who previously worked on tasks with Shen Han were stunned when they heard the news.
They all sought confirmation of its truth.
When it was confirmed that Shen Han was a hidden powerhouse, their expressions grew increasingly grim.
Each of them began to recall whether they had offended Shen Han at that time.
A few remembered showing a bad face in front of Shen Han and were very anxious.
Alongside these whispers, there were also major upheavals in the Lingxiu Kingdom.
The Old Monarch abdicated, bestowing the throne to the Eldest Prince.
And Shen Han was honored as the National Preceptor.
In just one night, the political structure of the Lingxiu Kingdom underwent earth-shaking changes.
Shen Han paid little attention to the external news.
Taking this opportunity, he looked around the storeroom of the Lingxiu Kingdom to see if there were any suitable treasures.
But after searching, he found nothing valuable.
Only a few herbs offered some benefits for enhancing the body.
Other than that, there was practically nothing of value.
He refined the herbs into Pills and took them.
Sitting in the courtyard, he quietly awaited the results to see whether the so-called River Mountain Sect contained what he was looking for.
During his leisure time, Shen Han heard from Shi Yuezhu about Tiger Peak Manor’s recent tactics.
They divided the Great Wei into several parts and conducted carpet-style inspections.
This method left no omissions, but had a major downside—it’s slow.
But recently, amidst regular inspections, Tiger Peak Manor arranged for some officers to randomly select an area to investigate.
Because it’s random, it’s possible they might happen upon the area where the people from Yun Mansion and Xiaoyao Peak are located.
The mere possibility of this occurrence instilled panic and unease in people.
They were always on edge, uneasy.
Worried that one day they might be unlucky enough to encounter them.
This tactic was essentially aimed at pushing the people from Yun Mansion and Xiaoyao Peak to make mistakes, to act rashly.
Once chaos ensues, lapses are more likely to occur.
Hearing this, Shen Han couldn’t help but frown.
He was genuinely concerned inside.
To ensure the absolute safety of Madam Yun and them, Shen Han needed peace of mind.
With this thought, Shen Han felt he needed to make haste.
If he could make a breakthrough, he could return to attract Tiger Peak Manor’s attention, which might make them safer.
The news gradually spread, no longer limited to the Lingxiu Kingdom.
It was heard that the daughter of the Treasure Moon Palace’s Palace Master had died, causing a stir in the realm.
In Ping City, there was talk of someone planning to bury the city’s entire populace as tribute.
Although Shen Han had already put an end to it, the city’s populace still began frantically fleeing.
Many even chose to leave the Lingxiu Kingdom altogether, escaping its borders.
The reputation of Treasure Moon Palace was simply too overwhelming.
With the Palace Master’s daughter deceased, it wasn’t just Ping City that could suffer funeral tributes; half the Lingxiu Kingdom might face it as well.
Moreover, with the Eldest Prince’s accession, people throughout the Lingxiu Kingdom were on edge.
And the number of those choosing to flee grew.
However, Shen Han’s intervention that night also bolstered the people’s faith in him.
Perhaps Shen Han might be even more formidable than the Palace Master of Treasure Moon Palace.
On the third day after the events, the envoys dispatched to the River Mountain Sect returned.
They had copied the symbols and patterns.
Shen Han took them out to compare with his map, finding them quite similar, likely pointing to that place.
"Have those from Treasure Moon Palace not arrived yet?"
Initially, Shen Han had thought he wouldn’t find clues here.
But perhaps the more powerful Treasure Moon Palace could offer him some information.
However, he now had the necessary clues from the Lingxiu Kingdom and didn’t particularly need Treasure Moon Palace.
Shen Han kept these thoughts to himself.
If others knew of Shen Han’s plan, they might go mad with anxiety.
Treasure Moon Palace stood among the most powerful sects in this part of the realm.
Even among the top sects, Treasure Moon Palace was considered one of the foremost.
Yet, Shen Han treated Treasure Moon Palace as something he could call upon at will and dismiss just as easily...
"Venerable, the Treasure Moon Palace is exceedingly powerful; people like us don’t even have the right to approach within a hundred miles of the palace.
Thus, how they operate is very hard for outsiders to know..."
The Eldest Prince softly explained, with a somewhat troubled expression.
It’s not just Treasure Moon Palace; powerful sects like that had established forbidden domains.
In those forbidden domains, if anyone without status or power dared to enter without invitation,
they might not even be able to keep their lives.
Frequently, they could be directly crushed, as was common.
Hearing the Eldest Prince’s explanation, Shen Han couldn’t help but frown.
"Think of a way to urge them, through letters, messengers, or public statements.
I’m not interested in waiting here for them indefinitely."
Those who heard Shen Han’s words trembled slightly.
That was the Treasure Moon Palace!
Provoking the Treasure Moon Palace this way was indeed somewhat audacious.
Yet upon further thought, since Shen Han had even dealt with the Palace Master’s daughter, concerns about provocation seemed irrelevant.
The grudge was already deep, so why worry about more?
As night fell, numerous powerful auras rapidly approached.
Sensing their arrival, Shen Han emerged from the house.
He had someone notify the Eldest Prince and others to prepare for guests.
Soon, countless torches were lit around.
In the pitch-black night sky, it was filled with dazzling flames.
Sitting in the courtyard, Shen Han looked at the visitor.
There were many people who came today.
But aside from those standing at the forefront, everyone else sensibly stood far away.
Unsurprisingly, these people were here to watch the spectacle.
The Treasure Moon Palace, the top-tier powerhouse of this realm.
Their actions naturally attracted many people to observe.
The visitors hovered above the distant sky, stepping on the void, truly having an air of high status.
"Standing at the front, do you represent that you are the Palace Master of the Treasure Moon Palace?"
Shen Han looked at the person standing at the front and asked.
The person before him had a head full of white hair, and his white beard was disheveled.
The aura he exuded was indeed much more formidable than the others.
He already possessed the strength of the 7th Layer of the Grotto Heaven Realm.
In terms of realm, he could rival a Third Grade Immortal Realm, having enough power to fight.
Upon hearing this, the elder standing at the forefront did not respond to Shen Han’s words.
A long sword appeared in his hand, pointing at Shen Han.
However, this sword was not unsheathed.
"Did anyone mention whether this person is the Palace Master of the Treasure Moon Palace?"
Seeing the person remain silent, Shen Han simply asked those around him.
After a moment of silence, a chubby man among the onlookers spoke with a laugh.
"Venerable Guanghua is not the Palace Master of the Treasure Moon Palace, but he is its strongest warrior.
The previous Palace Master of the Treasure Moon Palace intended for him to take over as Palace Master.
But Venerable Guanghua is deeply passionate about the sword and unwilling to be the Palace Master.
Your earlier arrogance in daring to end the life of the youngest daughter of the Palace Master of the Treasure Moon Palace.
Today facing others like Venerable Guanghua, one wonders if you can force the sword to be unsheathed."
The words of the chubby man were filled with a great deal of mockery.
His remarks seemed to open up the chatter among others.
"Over the past twenty years, of those who challenged the Treasure Moon Palace, it seems only one person managed to force Venerable Guanghua’s sword out of its sheath, right?"
"Sword God Chengfeng Taoist, he alone made Venerable Guanghua unsheathe his sword, but his end was the most tragic..."
With those words, some who were unaware of the details couldn’t help but ask further.
"Once Venerable Guanghua’s sword is unsheathed, there is no holding back.
Chengfeng Taoist didn’t expect that upon unsheathing it, Venerable Guanghua’s power would increase so much.
One hand was shattered when receiving the sword.
So now, one of Chengfeng Taoist’s hands is crippled, unable even to lift..."
Many people hearing this showed a trace of sympathy.
Sword God, a god among swordsmen.
For Chengfeng Taoist to earn such a title, yet end up in such a fate.
Hearing the conversation around him, Shen Han remained calm and composed.
However, many from Lingxiu Country were terrified.
Sword God Chengfeng Taoist merely forced his sword out of its sheath.
What kind of ability does this Venerable Guanghua in front possess...
One must know, Chengfeng Taoist’s prowess was enough to sweep across the entire Lingxiu Country.
And even more so, this Venerable Guanghua.
While they spoke, a middle-aged man behind rushed forward by a few steps.
"Venerable one, allow this junior to make a move.
My sister died at his hands, and as her brother, I naturally should avenge this deep grudge."
This middle-aged man who surged forward was the second son of the Palace Master of the Treasure Moon Palace.
Also the biological brother of the deceased Lady of the Mansion.
Though they were half-siblings, they grew up together, with a deep affection.
Upon hearing of his sister’s demise, he disregarded persuasion and insisted on coming along.
Seeing him advance, Venerable Guanghua immediately stopped him.
"If the Young Master trusts this old man, do not intervene.
After capturing this person, there will be time for you, Young Master.
By then, whatever grievances or hatred, can be settled."
Hearing these words, this Young Master could only halt.
After all the chatter, Shen Han also stepped into the void, levitating to the distant sky.
Seeing Shen Han actively stepping forward, Venerable Guanghua seemed to snort coldly.
"After Chengfeng, the world can no longer find anyone who can force this old man’s sword to its edge.
It is said you are also one who uses the sword, hopefully, you can bring this old man some surprise."
As he spoke, Venerable Guanghua advanced another step.
Those around also held their breath in anticipation.
Such top-tier warriors in action were indeed rare.
"People say the sword has no limit, but this old man has always believed that an ultimate exists in the sword held in hand.
A lifetime pursuit is for that ultimate of the sword.
Today, you fall into my hands, this old man will respect your identity as a swordsman.
After your defeat, your sword will be buried with you.
When this old man comprehends the ultimate of the sword, I will also convey these insights before your grave."
At this time, there were no noisy insects in the night.
Only the occasional crackling sound as torches burned.
Each time a crackle sounded, the firelight flickered slightly.
Under the flickering flames, Venerable Guanghua’s figure moved.
This realm, possessing the strength of the Immortal Realm, was enough to stand proudly in the world.
The tip of the sword in hand had not yet been unsheathed, his old face full of calmness, utterly confident.
Yet even before he approached, several sword shadows descended like rain, pouring down...
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