Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

On Yunhai Square, the remaining six hundred or so disciples of Qingyun Sect, led by Tian Buyi and Wan Jianyi, fought a bloody battle with the six thousand demonic cult members surrounding them.

The robes of every disciple were stained red with blood.

At this moment, an army of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people who acted as puppets also surged over.

Each ordinary human puppet had bloodshot eyes, like a starving wolf that had been hungry for five or six days, and charged toward the more than six hundred Qingyun disciples.

Some wielded swords and knives to slash at the Qingyun disciples, while those without weapons used their fists to smash and their teeth to bite, like true ravenous wolves, resorting to any means necessary.

Although these ordinary human puppets are not cultivators, their numbers are enormous, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.

Although the disciples of Qingyun Sect are all cultivators, it still takes a lot of magical power to kill these ordinary human puppets.

Moreover, the Qingyun disciples had already been fighting for a long time, and their magical power was mostly exhausted.

Therefore, some disciples with slightly lower cultivation levels were overwhelmed by hundreds of ordinary human puppets when they ran out of magic power or were not careful.

Pairs of large hands, like sharp claws, tore the Taoist robes apart, ripped open flesh, and bit into it with teeth...

"Ah...ah..."

At that moment, more than a dozen Qingyun disciples were the first to be overwhelmed by hundreds of ordinary human puppets, letting out painful screams.

With this army of hundreds of thousands of ordinary puppets, they also posed a great threat to the disciples of Qingyun Sect.

Seeing the endless army of puppets around him, and staring at their blood-red eyes, Tian Buyi felt utterly hopeless and didn't know what to do.

He could only wield the Crimson Flame Immortal Sword in his hand, unleashing streaks of crimson flame sword energy to kill all the puppet cultivators and ordinary puppets around him.

Tian Buyi surveyed the surrounding Qingyun disciples and found them all filled with despair. At this moment, these Qingyun disciples desperately needed a leader with sufficient prestige to guide them in regaining hope and fighting their way out.

Thinking of this, Tian Buyi looked at Wan Jianyi, whose sword energy was surging beside him, and said urgently:
"Senior Brother Wan, the remaining Qingyun disciples are all elites among elites, and they should all have heard of your great name. Even if you haven't, just mention that you are the mysterious master who taught Seventh Brother."

"Given the Seventh Brother's prestige among the Qingyun disciples, and the fact that you are his mysterious master, you are sure to give the Qingyun disciples, who are currently in despair, renewed hope and inspire them to fight bravely against the enemy."

Wan Jian unleashed a sword aura, instantly killing more than a dozen ordinary human puppets in front of him. His brow furrowed beneath the ghost-face mask as he said:
“Junior Brother Tian, ​​but I am the one who killed Qingyun’s master. If I were to say it, wouldn’t that damage Qingyun’s reputation for two thousand years?”

Upon hearing this, Tian Buyi's fat face twitched, and he angrily rebuked:
"Wan Jianyi, what time is it? Are you still concerned about Qingyun's reputation?"

"Is the reputation of Qingyun more important, or is the destruction of Qingyun Sect more important?"

"Moreover, if you can turn the tide in the name of Wan Jianyi, what does the name of killing one's master matter? As long as the Qingyun disciples respect you, that's enough!"

Upon hearing this, only two sentences echoed in Wan Jianyi's mind:
Revealing that I am Wan Jianyi still alive and saving Qingyun would damage Qingyun's reputation.

If I don't reveal that I am Wan Jianyi, Qingyun will surely perish today.

"Ah..." Wan Jian swept his sword energy across the area between his fingers, killing more than a dozen ordinary human puppets around him, and roared:

"What on earth should I do?"

Three hundred years ago, for the sake of Qingyun's reputation, he willingly allowed himself to be executed in public by the Qingyun elders.

Although his senior brother Daoxuan saved him, he was still willing to be trapped in the ancestral hall for three hundred years, with a peerless immortal sword buried underground, covered in rust...

This also led to the fact that, although he and Dao Xuan Zhenren were originally known as the two peerless talents, his senior brother Dao Xuan Zhenren broke through to the Taiqing realm much earlier, while he remained at the peak of Shangqing, with no hope of reaching the Taiqing realm.

This demonstrates that Wan Jianyi, like Dao Xuan Zhenren, values ​​Qingyun's reputation highly. He is willing to sacrifice himself to protect Qingyun's millennia-old reputation.

However, Qingyun is now in a desperate situation of destruction. Is Qingyun's reputation still that important?
Important, of course it's important.

But the fate of the Qingyun Sect—whether it perishes or survives—is also extremely important. Wan Jianyi, looking at the Qingyun disciples falling one by one around him, his face contorted with rage beneath his ghost mask, roared, overwhelmed by the difficult choice:
"Xiao Fan, tell me!"

"Tell me, what should I do?"

Suddenly, Wan Jianyi recalled the two years he spent with Zhang Xiaofan, who was both his teacher and friend, drinking and chatting every day, and how he taught Zhang Xiaofan swordsmanship and Taoist sword techniques.

Once, Zhang Xiaofan looked at him and said firmly:
"Old Wan, you must be put in a desperate situation to survive. You must be destroyed to build something new!"

"boom!"

Wan Jianyi suddenly had a mental jolt, and began to mutter to himself:

"Put yourself in a desperate situation and you will live; destroy and you will build."

"Put yourself in a desperate situation and you will live; destroy and you will build!"

The Great Dao resounded in Wan Jianyi's mind, and he entered a profound and mysterious realm...

Suddenly, Wan Jian's eyes flashed with a sharp light, the last tuft of white hair on his forehead turned jet black, and his long, black hair danced in the air as he laughed loudly:
"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Put yourself in a desperate situation and you will survive; be destroyed and you will live!"

"Xiao Fan, I have finally fully understood this sentence!"

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted from Wan Jianyi, and the ghost mask on his face instantly turned to dust, exposing an extremely handsome face to the air.

A terrifying sword intent surged into the sky!

High in the sky, the Ghost King looked down at the soaring sword intent below, and was startled, his eyes narrowing.

If he hadn't obtained the power of Asura, he certainly wouldn't be a match for Wan Jianyi right now.

But now that he has obtained the power of Asura and commands the Heavenly Fiend King, what does the mere Taiqing realm matter?

The Ghost King, a playful glint in his eyes, looked down at Wan Jianyi and murmured:

"Let you, an ant, experience glory, and then face despair!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wan Jianyi's terrifying aura of the Taiqing Realm instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The six hundred exhausted Qingyun disciples were surprised to see Wan Jianyi's terrifying aura. They hadn't expected that their side would have such a powerful senior.

Master Shuiyue gazed at Wan Jianyi, who possessed the Taiqing Realm cultivation level, and at Wan Jianyi's extreme handsomeness, comparable to Zhang Xiaofan's, and said with a moved expression:

"Senior Brother Wan, you're finally back. You've finally shown your true colors."

Tian Buyi looked at Wan Jianyi, who was exuding a terrifying Taiqing aura. He did not expect that Wan Jianyi would break through to the Taiqing realm after he had only advised him for a few words.

Could it be that Tian Buyi possesses the Midas touch? His words have a profound Taoist quality? How come he never knew…

At the entrance to the Illusion Moon Cave on the back mountain, Dao Xuan Zhenren sat cross-legged at the cave entrance.

"boom!"

Just then, a soaring sword intent shot straight into the sky, and a terrifying aura of the Taiqing Realm surrounded the entire Tongtian Peak.

Upon seeing this, Dao Xuan suddenly stood up... (End of Chapter)