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After the sword strike, Chen Qi, who had been rambling on and acting arrogantly overseas, lay dead in a pool of blood, having lost all his life force.

Until his last second, he never believed that Jiang Ming's strength was enough to kill him.

Jiang Ming raised an eyebrow, completely bewildered. He simply couldn't understand why he had nothing left.

Why would anyone still provoke me?

Could this also be part of the Sword Lord's plan?

The more Jiang Ming thought about it, the more likely it seemed. His expression gradually became serious as he stared intently into the distance, already having some plans in mind.

The law that the Sword Lord wields is called Destiny, which relates to the rise and fall of a person's fate. In a sense, to control one's own destiny, one must try to change one's status and improve one's strength as much as possible.

Only in this way can one gain a foothold in the complex and ever-changing world of cultivation.

Although this world is fictional, the Sword Master set it up with a clear purpose, and he must carefully study his intentions.

"If you beat up the younger ones, the older ones will usually come. Oh well, I'll put the corpse into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner first, and then see what the Sanhe Society does next..."

Jiang Ming tentatively opened the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and his face darkened.

He had completely lost the ability to control the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

It's no wonder, after all, he was only able to use this treasure when he was in the late stage of Qi Refining. Now that he's so weak, it's not a big deal that he can't use it.

It seems I'll have to resort to some real skills.

It's time to give these lower-level cultivators a real shock with some Golden Core cultivation.

Although most methods have been restricted, the fundamental cultivation principles of the immortal cultivation world remain the same: the Five Elements Great Dao will always be the way of the superior.

Although Jiang Ming's sect only teaches one sword technique, with Jiang Ming's current understanding, there is no need to ask outsiders for cultivation techniques.

With his memory, he could master several powerful techniques.

After much deliberation, Jiang Ming finally took action.

In his mind, the first thing that took shape was the Heavenly Fire Technique. Although it was difficult to use the fundamental mysteries of Heavenly Fire here, just a trace of its essence was enough for Jiang Ming to get through the crisis.

With sufficient strength, he was no longer afraid of any test from the Sword Lord.

As long as you stand firm, you will eventually be able to figure out the true mystery of fate.

In the quiet room, Jiang Ming's body was enveloped in a ball of fire, and the power within him was gradually increasing, showing signs of escalating.

However, just as he was overjoyed, the fire elemental energy within his body suddenly dissipated, as if he had never cultivated it at all.

Jiang Ming's expression changed slightly, and he scratched his head blankly, feeling somewhat heavy-hearted.

"Could it be that I am unable to use my own methods here?"

No, let me think about it. Before Sword Master attained enlightenment, she relied on the way of the sword to climb to the top step by step. If that's the case, if I want to inherit her mantle, I must rely on the way of the sword.

That should be the case. It seems that the most urgent task is to improve one's swordsmanship skills; otherwise, no matter how hard one tries, it will all be in vain.

In the world created by the Sword Lord, everything is probably just a thought of hers. As long as you don't go along with her wishes, you will continue to walk down the wrong path.

Although time flows differently here than it does outside.

But for me, this is truly a unique experience, and if I can't finish it quickly, many unforeseen circumstances may arise.

While pondering, Jiang Ming had already devised a suitable plan. In order to satisfy the Sword Lord, he immediately turned around and began to cultivate the way of the sword.

Although his swordsmanship was only average, that was in comparison to the strength of someone at the peak of the Golden Core realm. Judging from Jiang Ming's current level, his swordsmanship should be sufficient to deal with this group of lackey-like disciples.

I just don't know if dealing with the disciples in this sect will lead to more trouble.

Sigh, it's truly a mountain road with layer upon layer of obstacles.

After some reflection, Jiang Ming secluded himself for several days, practicing the basic sword techniques with great skill. Due to his current cultivation level, he was unable to unleash a terrifying killing move like "One Sword Comes from the West," but with his simple and unadorned sword techniques, he should be able to sweep through the sect.

During his sword practice, Jiang Ming encountered no obstacles, which proves his idea was correct.

The reason why Sword Lord created an illusion to test herself was definitely not because she was bored. It was because she wanted Jiang Ming to walk the path she had come from. Only in this way could Jiang Ming replace Sword Lord's existence in every sense.

Only by making a plan to reduce the price and then sell can the plan possibly succeed.

Having made some preliminary guesses, Jiang Ming naturally wouldn't waste any time.

The so-called Sanhe Society was nothing but a bunch of loose sand.

A battle is inevitable sooner or later, so he might as well take the initiative and carve out a peaceful place for himself.

Holding his longsword, Jiang Ming silently left the training room.

At the same time, he headed straight for the Sanhe Society.

During the Three Peace Conference.

Several disciples were arrogant and dissolute, holding beautiful, luscious women in their arms. He held chips in his hand and generously tossed them onto the gambling table.

"Haha, I'm really lucky today..."

The leading disciple, Zhao Yang, pocketed the chips on the table, his eyes revealing a hint of greed. After exchanging the chips for spirit stones, he was beaming with pride.

The other disciples of the Sanhe Society naturally dared not say much about this, only offering empty flattery while their hearts were racing with turmoil.

If Zhao Yang isn't a bad person, then he's actually quite good.

This stinking bastard can never accept defeat, yet he always likes to stir things up. As his subordinates, who dares to win his spirit stones at the gambling table? So even though there are many opportunities to win money, none of them dare to make a move or be the first to act.

"Hahaha, Boss Zhao, you're having a really lucky year! Congratulations!"

"Boss, you're having such a lucky day! I'm so envious..."

The compliments from his disciples made Zhao Yang a little smug. On a whim, he took the initiative to set up a banquet, saying, "Alright, I'm in a good mood today, so please come to the brothel and listen to some music."

I'll cover all the expenses...

Upon hearing this, the disciple who had been dejected and cursing inwardly just moments before brightened up instantly. This was no small expense; Zhao Yang might even have to spend some spirit stones.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Realizing what was happening, the disciples' expressions changed slightly, and they immediately made excuses to try and escape.

"My wife is very strict, and I'm an adopted son-in-law, so I wouldn't dare to frequent brothels. You guys can go ahead, I won't go..."

His face turned cold, and Zhao Yang curled his lips into a sinister smile as he patted the disciple's shoulder. "What, are my words less useful than a woman's?"

You little rascal, do you really want to live your whole life under the direction of women?

What's so great about being a live-in son-in-law? Just follow me.

I guarantee that all the brothers will live a life of luxury. Do you know the Heaven and Earth Society? It's that emerging force from our sect.

These guys have been getting increasingly outrageous lately. I think it's time to teach them a lesson.

"Let's rest for a bit today, and tomorrow we'll wipe them all out..."

Frowning slightly, the group of underlings instantly understood Zhao Yang's intentions.

This is clearly a trap. They're invited to eat, drink, and have fun, but the price is their own lives. Gang conflicts are no joke. Once blood is drawn, the conflict will escalate completely, and who knows how many brothers will die.

"Brother, isn't this a bit hasty? Although the Heaven and Earth Society has been expanding its territory, they have always kept to themselves and have never clashed with us."

"Isn't it a bit unreasonable for us to take action against them simply because they are constantly expanding their power...?"

"Hmph, good question. Well then, let me tell you. What do you think their ultimate goal is in constantly increasing their power? It's to destroy our Sanhe Society, take its place, and become the new local tyrant."

The reason we brothers have been able to live such a good life all these years is because of the influence of the Sanhe Society, isn't it?

Having lost our influence, and with no one paying spirit stones to seek our protection, can we still live such a good life?

"Believe it or not, the moment our Sanhe Society lost power, many of the disciples we bullied will come and trample on our heads..."

Seeing everyone silent, heads bowed, and remaining silent for a long time.

Zhao Yang pointed at each of his disciples, as if they were his own treasures, and said, "You stole someone else's wife, had your fun, aren't you afraid of retaliation?"

And you, you like to steal spirit stones. If others don't give them to you, you beat them to death. Do you think that without the power of the Sanhe Society, they might gather together to kill you?

And you, brother, you're the worst of the bunch. How old is that little girl? If you didn't have the protection of the Sanhe Society, or if the Sanhe Society didn't have enough deterrent power, do you think you'd be hacked to death by her family?

Now you understand why we need to fight the Heaven and Earth Society, right?

……

In the ensuing silence, everyone nodded and finally agreed to Zhao Yang's plan.

After eavesdropping outside the room for a while, Jiang Ming frowned. At first, he thought that indiscriminate killing of innocent people was wrong, but now it seemed that none of the members of the Sanhe Society were innocent and all deserved to be killed.

Jiang Ming kicked open the door and, without saying a word, began killing anyone he saw.

With wide eyes, the sudden turn of events threw everyone off balance. They stared intently at Jiang Ming and were surprised to find that he was a complete stranger.

"Damn it, why are you picking a fight with my Sanhe Society?"

With a roar, Zhao Yang joined the battle. As the leader of the Sanhe Society, he was quite capable. His swordsmanship swept across the battlefield, putting some pressure on Jiang Ming.

Unfortunately, there was only a trace of pressure left.

Raising his hand to block his attack, Jiang Ming turned his sword and went straight for the opponent's vital point, instantly staining the tip of his sword with blood.

After kicking away several disciples who tried to ambush him, Jiang Ming's eyes flashed with killing intent. He then charged straight towards the other disciples in the room.

Despite the large number of members in the Sanhe Society, after Jiang Ming's massacre, there were very few people left who dared to fight him.

Despite the large number of members in the Sanhe Society, after Jiang Ming's massacre, there were very few people left who dared to fight him.

While Jiang Ming was fighting with the others, a few clever people had already taken the opportunity to escape. Raising an eyebrow, Jiang Ming kicked a long sword away, pinning one of the fleeing disciples to the ground.

He then broke through the crowd and swiftly took the head of the fleeing man.

Standing before the crowd, Jiang Ming, covered in blood, a hint of a smile flickered in his eyes. "Today, I only want to kill you all, or be killed by you. Before that, no one is allowed to leave..."

His cold words instantly sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Their eyes widened, blazing with fury.

"Who exactly are you? The Sanhe Society has no grudge against you, so why did you suddenly intervene and release us? All the valuables and influence of the Sanhe Society are yours..."

"You think I'd even look at such a small amount of spirit stones? All your talk is useless. Just go die in peace..."

Jiang Ming calmly shook his head and rushed into the crowd, swiftly reaping everyone's lives. These scumbags didn't care about other people's lives, so Jiang Ming naturally wouldn't care about their lives either. He always had the attitude of eliminating these people who were worth killing.

Looking calmly at the corpses scattered on the ground, Jiang Ming shook his head, feeling slightly disappointed.

He had thought he'd encounter a few top experts who would force him to unleash his full power, but unexpectedly, even seventy percent of his abilities were enough to slaughter them all.

uninteresting.

A light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Jiang Ming silently turned and left, only to run into a disciple who had come to repay a debt. The disciple initially thought Jiang Ming was also there to repay a debt.

She even took the initiative to exchange pleasantries, but upon smelling the blood on him, she suddenly realized that he wasn't wearing red clothes!

Dingding turned around, but Jiang Ming had already disappeared in the drizzling rain.

Back in his room, Jiang Ming changed out of his dirty, smelly clothes and burned them clean.

As a wealthy young man, Jiang Ming's roommate was always unpredictable. Since their conversation that day, Jiang Ming hadn't seen him again; perhaps he had already gone down the mountain to mingle with others...

Speaking of which, how did Sword Master grow up in such a loose and unruly place as Sword Gate? Could it be that he relied entirely on his talent?

After thinking it over, Jiang Ming shook his head, not believing it.

As a former Golden Core True Monarch, he still clearly understands just how useful talent is in the cultivation process.

Having talent can lead to a high level of cultivation, but to reach even greater heights, one needs the right methods.

The Sword Master's attainment of the Dao lineage likely relied on the thunderous methods brought about by the Dao of the Sword.

……

As they pondered, a woman's ethereal figure appeared faintly in the sky, with an old Taoist priest beside her, his breath faint and seemingly on the verge of ascension.

Looking at Jian Jun, he didn't explain much, but urged him in a low voice, "Give him a hint, as quickly as possible, I can't hold on much longer."

The methods of Taoism are naturally restrained by the Great Tao. In order to achieve the goal of reducing and seeking emptiness, I have already expended a great deal of effort…”

"Wait a little longer. He has already found the right path. All that's left is to keep going. Once he has found the guidance of his destiny on his own, you can step in and help him obtain his destiny. Finally, Yuan Chu can take action to assist him in taking control of his fate."

When the three great deities gather together, this person should be able to support the other shore and continue to protect the Immortal Pivot for the three of us…”

Nodding, the Daoist Master did not refute, silently dissipating and disappearing without a trace...