Bringing the farm to another world

Chapter 15771 Provocation
Night falls, and the Sword Hall in the center of the Sword River Continent is still brightly lit. This Sword Hall looks very special; it resembles a long sword laid flat on the ground. This long sword is enormous, and beneath this giant sword is a large hall. The walls of this hall are also very interesting because they are entirely composed of long swords connected together. These long swords are all real swords. According to the people of the Sword River Sect, these long swords were all used by the disciples of the Sword River Sect.

Sword River Sect is a pure sword cultivation sect. The disciples of this sect will almost always use only one longsword in their entire lives. The Sword Hall is extremely large. The number of longswords needed to form the walls of the Sword Hall is not small. The walls of the Sword Hall are also very thick. It can be seen that the number of longswords represents the number of Sword River Sect disciples who have died. This number is also very large.

Fucha led the people from the Nine Yang Immortal Palace to the Sword Hall. The Minister of the Court of State Ceremonies of the Sword River Sect was standing in front of the door waiting for Fucha and his group. This Minister of the Court of State Ceremonies of the Sword River Sect was a middle-aged man who looked to be over fifty years old and had a serious face. However, when he saw Fucha, he still showed a smile on his face. He clasped his hands in a fist and said to Fucha, "Welcome to the people of the Nine Yang Immortal Palace to my Sword River Sect. Please come in."

The Court of State Ceremonial is the name of an official institution. It's not that only one sect can use it while other sects can't. In fact, any sect can use this name. Of course, there are also sects called the Court of State Ceremonial or the Court of State Ceremonial, but the Court of State Ceremonial is more common.

Fucha quickly returned the greeting, then smiled and said, "Thank you. Our Nine Yang Immortal Palace and Sword River Sect have always been brother sects with a deep bond. I am very happy to be here at Sword River Sect this time. Please." After saying that, he led everyone into the hall with the people from Sword River Sect.

The hall was enormous, filled with many small tables. There were many people in the hall, all from the Sword River Sect, chatting as they stood. As soon as Fucha and his group entered, all their eyes fell on them. However, few of their gazes were friendly; they were all scrutinizing, disdainful, and even a little provocative.

Fucha pretended not to see it and followed Guan Yi, the Minister of the Court of State Ceremonies of the Jianhe Sect, to their seats. Guan Yi naturally sat in the main seat, while Fucha was arranged to sit in the first seat on the left. The people of the Jianhe Sect were on the right. In the Divine Realm, the left is the place of honor, which shows that they valued Fucha and his group very much and gave them a lot of face.

The hall was enormous; it could easily seat a thousand people at once. However, only one hundred people from the Nine Yang Immortal Palace had come this time, while there were about five hundred people in the hall. Apart from the one hundred people from the Nine Yang Immortal Palace, the rest were all from the Sword River Sect.

After everyone was seated, Guan Yi picked up his wine cup and gently tapped the golden bell on his table. The melodious sound of the bell immediately silenced the hall, and Fucha watched Guan Yi quietly.

Guan Yi raised his glass to Fucha and then said, "Today we are here to welcome the fellow Daoists from the Nine Yang Immortal Palace to visit my Jianhe Sect. Our two sects have a long history of friendship. Through the joint efforts of countless generations, our two sects have always regarded each other as brothers. This visit by the Nine Yang Immortal Palace is a further deepening of our friendship. Come, let's drink to the friendship between our two sects!"

Everyone raised their glasses at the same time and shouted, "Cheers!" Then they downed their drinks in one gulp. After finishing their drinks, Guan Yi stopped paying attention to the others, waved his hand, and indicated that everyone could relax. He didn't say that they had to drink three glasses, so he had finished all the formalities and everyone could relax.

At banquets like this, people are free to move around. Once the host has finished speaking and the banquet officially begins, you can move around freely. You can chat with friends or have a drinking contest with them. No one will force you to sit in your assigned seat.

Fucha put down his wine cup, and a disciple of the Jianhe Sect poured him more. Fucha nodded to him in acknowledgment before turning to Guan Yi and saying, "Minister Guan, given the relationship between our two sects, there's no need for such extravagance. This trip is merely a routine mission, nothing of great importance. Your hospitality is truly overwhelming." He was, of course, being polite. Their relationship with the Jianhe Sect was only so-so. The Jianhe Sect didn't submit to them, and they viewed the Jianhe Sect as a threat, but the two sects hadn't broken off relations or clashed, maintaining a facade of peace. Therefore, his words were not problematic.

Guan Yi smiled and said, "This is only right. We are very happy that you chose our Jianhe Sect as the first stop of this mission. I only hope that the friendship between our two sects can continue."

Fucha smiled and said, "Of course, please." He then raised his wine glass and gestured to Guan Yi, who also gestured. They then downed the wine in their glasses in one gulp.

They had just put down their glasses when they heard a voice say, "What's the point of just drinking? How about we put on some entertainment to liven things up?"

Upon hearing the voice, Fucha knew something was wrong. He turned around and saw a cultivator from the Sword River Sect in his thirties standing there with a wine cup in his hand, staring straight at him.

Fucha smiled slightly, but did not speak. Instead, he turned his gaze elsewhere. When the man from the Sword River Sect saw that Fucha seemed to disregard him, he was taken aback. Then, his expression changed, and anger immediately appeared on his face. He raised his voice again and said, "Why don't we invite the friends from the Nine Yang Immortal Palace to have a couple of matches with us to liven things up?"

All eyes in the hall immediately fell on Fucha and his group, especially those from the Sword River Sect. Many of them had a hint of eagerness in their eyes. Fucha knew this would happen. He turned to look at Guan Yi and saw that Guan Yi was smiling at the person who had spoken and had no intention of stopping them. Fucha knew that things wouldn't end well today. Thinking of this, he also turned to look at the Sword River Sect cultivator, then chuckled and said, "Alright, just drinking is indeed boring. Let's have a competition. But I wonder how we'll conduct it?"

Upon hearing Fucha's agreement, the man from the Sword River Sect couldn't help but smile. He then said, "How about we each send five people for five matches?"

Fucha smiled and said, "Alright, let's begin then. You're the guests, so please go ahead."

He glanced at Fucha, then at the people in the hall, and finally his gaze settled on a cultivator in his twenties. He nodded to the man, who immediately put down his wine cup, moved swiftly, and swept to the center of the hall. He bowed to Guan Yi and Fucha and said, "Greetings, Minister of the Temple, greetings, Young Minister Fu. I am Su Qing, a disciple of the Sword River Sect. I humbly request guidance from the fellow Daoists of the Nine Yang Immortal Palace."

Fucha glanced at Su Qing, who looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. He was tall and straight, with sharp eyes, and wore a blue warrior's uniform that looked clean and neat. His aura was like a long sword that had been drawn from its sheath.

Then Fucha turned and glanced at the crowd behind him. The man's strength was not bad, reaching the Royal Palace level, which was quite good for his age. Moreover, he was a sword cultivator, and sword cultivators had the strongest offensive power. If they wanted to defeat him, they had to send someone of similar age and strength. Only in this way would it be fair. This was a competition, not a life-or-death battle, so of course, fairness had to be upheld. Thinking of this, Fucha said, "Huang Ying."

A disciple of the Nine Yang Immortal Palace stood up in response and then walked into the arena. He looked to be only in his twenties, dressed in a black warrior's uniform embroidered with five great suns, and his strength was at the Royal Palace level.

Huang Ying is a sword genius from the Nine Yang Immortal Palace. Although the Nine Yang Immortal Palace is not a sword cultivation sect, they do have their own specialized sword cultivation techniques, and those techniques are quite powerful. In addition, Huang Ying is a sword genius, so Fucha sent him to fight.

Before setting off, Fucha had already carefully investigated the people who were going with him. He knew their strength, which is why he specifically mentioned Huang Ying's name.

Isn't your Sword River Sect a sword sect? Then let me see how good your swordsmanship is. We've also sent a sword cultivator this time. I want to see whether your Sword River Sect's sword cultivator is more powerful or the Nine Yang Immortal Palace's sword cultivator is more powerful. This is Fucha's true thought.

After Huang Ying stepped forward, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Su Qing and then said in a deep voice, "Huang Ying from the Nine Yang Immortal Palace greets you."

Su Qing returned the greeting, and then he stopped talking. Instead, he moved his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand the next moment.

His longsword looked very peculiar. The entire sword was more than three feet long, but the blade was curved like a snake. The most interesting thing was the tip of the sword, which was forked with two forks, one large and one small, which looked very special.

As soon as he drew his sword, the atmosphere in the arena changed drastically. A chilling aura, like that of a venomous snake, appeared. When they looked at Su Qing, it was as if they were seeing not an ordinary person, but a giant snake coiled in the grass, scrutinizing everyone around with its cold gaze. This made everyone's expressions somewhat solemn. From the aura Su Qing released, it was clear that his strength was indeed formidable.

At this moment, Huang Ying also moved. With a flick of his hand, a long sword appeared in his hand. This long sword was very distinctive. The blade was straight but very wide, and it was clear that the long sword was very heavy. There was also a pattern of a large sun on the blade, which looked very beautiful.

As soon as Huang Ying drew his longsword, his aura changed. People felt as if a great sun had suddenly risen into the sky, its warm rays shining on the earth and dispelling all the coldness and gloom.