Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

When someone recites the real name or Daoist title of a great cultivator at the thirteenth or even fourteenth realm or higher, the higher the realm and the deeper the Daoist techniques, the easier it is for the other person to sense it and even instantly pinpoint the location and energy.

Ordinary cultivators or mortals with low cultivation levels could hardly stir any waves even if they chanted it a thousand times a day.

However, the situation is quite different for a sword immortal like Lu Jianghe, who has already reached the peak of the twelfth realm.

This level of attainment is sufficient to touch upon certain profound rules of the universe, and one's own aura is as radiant as the sun. Even if one silently recites the names of those supreme beings, it is very easy to attract their attention.

For example, Zou Zi, as a master of the fourteenth realm who has achieved harmony with the Dao, Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, and who holds the reins of the world, has a perception that has long surpassed the norm.

Even if Lu Jianghe merely silently recited the name in his heart, the moment the thought arose, the other party would likely sense a connection to it and become aware of it.

In any other world, he would naturally not do such a thing.

This has nothing to do with fear; it's purely about not wanting to cause trouble for no reason. Being targeted by such people is always extremely mentally taxing and adds countless unpleasant things to one's life.

However, the situation is different at the Sword Qi Great Wall.

This is the most solid barrier in the world, jointly built by the three founders of religion.

There was also an old man named Chen Qingdu who had been stationed on the city wall for countless years.

Unless it's a legendary being equivalent to the Great Dao, like the Fifteenth Realm, who personally arrives within the Sword Qi Great Wall, even if you curse the heavens or openly insult Zou Zi's ancestors, they won't dare to come over without permission.

Zhuang Huayi was not surprised that she did not receive a reply.

He sat quietly in the pavilion, like an ordinary person in the marketplace, having worked hard for many years and finally paid off his debts.

The ease and tranquility after being relieved of a heavy burden is something that cannot be explained to outsiders.

Even when she was the solemn and majestic mountain lord of Baibi Mountain, her state of mind had never been as peaceful and serene as it was at this moment.

When one is truly aware of one's own nature, all evil will cease.

This realization completely dispelled the vague, lingering feelings in Zhuang Huayi's heart caused by the other party's strength, replacing them with a purer state of mind.

It's an indescribable sense of relief, as if an invisible shackle has been removed, and there's no need to waste energy on fleeting, illusory emotions.

I don't know how much time passed.

Lu Jianghe suddenly turned to Zhuang Huayi and asked, "Have you seen the Twin Saints of the Star Palace in this generation?"

Because we have guests.

Zhuang Huayi immediately shook her head, "I have never seen them. Before I broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, the two saints had already been in seclusion for hundreds of years, rarely venturing out. I'm afraid the only ones who could truly see their true faces are those old monsters from both the righteous and demonic paths who have lived for equally long periods of time."

Just at this time,

Two figures appeared side by side without warning.

One male and one female.

The man was dressed in a green feather robe, with a black jade hairpin in his hair. He had a thin face, a reserved demeanor, and a dignified and majestic air.

The woman was dressed in a magnificent palace gown, with a graceful yet dignified figure and an exquisitely beautiful face. Her phoenix eyes exuded a domineering aura as she looked around.

It was Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing.

Neither of them restrained their powerful aura.

This caused the air in the fiftieth level of the cave dwelling area, built on the sacred mountain of Tianxing City, to become as thick as lead and mercury.

The sea of ​​clouds that had been swirling and churning around the cave were violently churning and swirling like boiling water under the impact of this terrifying pressure, forming a huge vortex. It was then forcibly pushed outwards, revealing a large expanse of clear but oppressive sky.

The plants and trees around the pavilion, whether sacred plants or flowers, all stopped swaying at this moment, their leaves drooping.

Zhuang Huayi's nascent soul suddenly trembled, as if it were being suppressed by invisible mountains.

Although she was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, she still felt her blood churning when faced with the undisguised ripples of energy released by two late-stage great cultivators.

Her heart was in turmoil; the two saints had actually descended in person!

Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing's gazes pierced through the frozen air, past Zhuang Huayi, and finally locked firmly on Lu Jianghe.

He sat there, his posture unchanged.

The terrifying pressure that would have shaken the mind and disrupted the spiritual energy of a Nascent Soul cultivator in its early stages fell upon him, yet it was like a gentle breeze brushing across a mountain, failing to stir up even the slightest ripple.

The space around him seemed to exist independently of this world shrouded by the will of the two saints, eerily calm.

Inside and outside the pavilion, two distinct worlds are formed.

On one side, two saints joined forces, bringing with them a magnificent aura and heavy oppression that could change the very fabric of the world.

On one side, Lu Jianghe sat alone in the pavilion, his demeanor as serene as an ancient well.

The air seemed to freeze to the extreme, and even time stood still.

Only the churning sea of ​​clouds silently testified to the terrifying impact of the arrival of the two late-stage great cultivators.

A barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed in Ling Xiaofeng's eyes.

Wen Qingfeng narrowed her eyes slightly, her sharp gaze sweeping over Lu Jianghe as if it were a physical object.

In this suffocating silence and standoff, Ling Xiaofeng finally spoke slowly, his voice calm.

"Fellow Daoist Lu?"

Lu Jianghe stood up, a calm smile on his face: "Please sit down."

Ling Xiaofeng smiled warmly and walked straight to the stone bench in the pavilion.

Wen Qing followed closely behind, her phoenix eyes slightly raised, her gaze lingering briefly on Zhuang Huayi. This current master of Baibi Mountain was indeed remarkable in appearance and demeanor.

As the two approached, Zhuang Huayi took the initiative to bow and greet them, saying, "Greetings to the two Holy Lords."

Wen Qing nodded slightly in return, and Ling Xiaofeng smiled in response.

Both of them were late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, possessing unparalleled status and strength.

Zhuang Huayi was, after all, a fellow cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, not a junior at the Core Formation stage.

This return gift, while adhering to the basic etiquette between Nascent Soul cultivators, was also undoubtedly given out of consideration for Lu Jianghe.

After watching the two leave, Lu Jianghe smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, you can stop these strange phenomena now. Just this has already attracted the attention of many people. If this continues, there will probably be even more trouble."

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing's thoughts shifted instantly. They not only suppressed the deliberately created strange phenomena of heaven and earth, but also instantly restrained their own powerful aura as late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. The suffocating pressure around them dissipated immediately, the sea of ​​clouds returned to calm, the vegetation stretched out again, and everything returned to normal.

Wen Qing cut to the chase: "Fellow Daoist Lu, you are quite young. May I ask how many years you have been practicing Dao?"

Lu Jianghe pondered for a moment, then replied, "It's been almost seven hundred years."

His words included the long years he spent at the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Considering only his time in the Southern Heaven, the Chaotic Star Sea, and his recent thirty years of seclusion, he is not even a hundred years old yet, at most seventy or eighty.

Although the couple only showed a slight change in expression, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

So good.

They were around the same age, around seven hundred years old.

This means that the biggest hidden worry has been eliminated.

When their lifespans are about to end, the other person is also about to enter the five signs of decay.

The only difference is that the other side was obviously not trapped by the Yuan Magnetic Divine Mountain and could move freely, unlike them who were trapped in Tianxing City.

As for the other party's youthful appearance, it's not hard to explain.

Either he took some rare spiritual substance in his early years, or he is skilled in the art of preserving youth.

A cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage has a lifespan of about 1,200 years. Even with some life-extending methods, they can only live to be 1,400 or 1,500 years old at most.

Therefore, their lifespans are actually not that different.

What the two were most worried about was that the other party was an extraordinary genius who had reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm at only three or four hundred years old.

If this is true, after the couple passes away, the other party will be in his prime, with three or four hundred years of lifespan remaining. With the power of a great cultivator, he will be able to stir up a monstrous wave in the Chaotic Star Sea, and even completely overturn the Star Palace's structure.

Those two daughters, Yu Ling, would be an immeasurable, hidden threat.

An old cultivator of the same age as them is obviously much better than a young, powerful cultivator at the height of his career.

Ling Xiaofeng said in a deep, resonant voice, "Appearances can be deceiving. Fellow Daoist Lu, you're probably not from the Chaotic Star Sea, are you?"

Lu Jianghe chuckled softly and nodded slightly.

This couple really speaks concisely and directly.

It's so straightforward, without any beating around the bush.

It's likely that being in Tianxing City, they felt they had everything under control.

If it were him, with the advantage of location and timing, he would probably be just as decisive and direct.

After all, as late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and possessing the powerful weapon of Yuan Magnetic Divine Light, which is specifically designed to counter the five elements of supernatural powers, they would have a 30/70 or even 80/20 chance against any other cultivator.

Sure enough.

After receiving Lu Jianghe's affirmative answer, Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing did not press him further about where he came from.

Regardless of whether they originated from the Great Jin Dynasty or some other more distant and unknown place, their ability to cross over to this point speaks volumes about their strength. Further questioning would not only be unoriginal but would also appear aggressive, lacking in composure, and going too far would be counterproductive.

Zhuang Huayi, who had been standing to the side, suddenly realized what was happening.

No wonder she was completely unfamiliar with Lu Jianghe's past, lineage, and background, as if she were looking at flowers through a fog.

It turned out that the other party was not a cultivator from the Chaotic Star Sea at all.

All the previous doubts and feelings of unease have now been explained.

"How does Fellow Daoist Lu find this place?"

"Very good, peaceful."

Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing exchanged a glance.

"My wife and I have already given instructions regarding this cave dwelling. Apart from the requirement to verify it as the next Star Palace Saint Master takes over, all expenses will be waived for you as long as you stay here. After all, you can't come empty-handed today."

Lu Jianghe was somewhat surprised.

He had assumed the couple would maintain their tough stance, and he was even prepared to overturn the table.

This gift is undeniably valuable.

The fiftieth level of the cave in Tianxing City is so rich in spiritual energy that it is almost equivalent to a small grotto created by some sects using array formations.

No fees will be charged.

Until the next Holy Lord takes the throne.

That will be at least four or five hundred years from now.

During this period, the spirit stones saved accumulated to a considerable amount.

Tens of thousands of spirit stones are enough to exchange for a high-quality magic weapon in any market, or to support the operation of a small or medium-sized sect for decades.

However, for the two saints who possess the vast resources of the Star Palace and hold a prestigious position, it is nothing.