Wuxia: Ning Zhongze, who became a disciple of Mount Hua, is shrouded in blue silver.

The ascetic monk's face turned pale; he had never expected Zhao Qing to appear here.

"Weren't you in seclusion?"

Zhao Qing did not answer the question posed by the ascetic Ku. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Master Ku, should I call you Master Ku, or Right Envoy Fan?"

As a time traveler, Zhao Qing knew the true identity of the Bitter Monk.

But when he told Zhao Min before, she didn't believe him and asked him to provide evidence.

Zhao Qing ignored this and simply said, "Believe it or not, it's up to you."

However, recently, Zhao Min also found the actions of the Bitter Monk to be suspicious, so she sent people to secretly follow him.

Sure enough, after tracking him, they discovered that he had a problem.

The ascetic's methods were extremely skillful.

He exploited Hebi's lustful nature to trick others into giving him the antidote for the Ten Fragrant Softening Powder, and also took control of the Xuanming Elders.

After obtaining the antidote, they immediately rushed to Wan'an Temple to save the people.

Zhao Min was well aware of the Bitter Monk's abilities; with the Xuanming Elders dead, no one could stop him.

Therefore, Zhao Min immediately asked Zhao Qing to come out of seclusion, just as Zhao Qing finished his seclusion.

He calculated that the Heroes' Gathering was imminent and decided to come out of seclusion.

He had just exited the pass when Zhao Min asked for his help, so he rushed over to assist her.

Fan Yao's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Zhao Qing to see through his true identity at a glance!

"Hahaha, I've been hiding in the Prince of Ruyang's mansion for twenty years, but you've finally seen through me."

"Tell me, how did you see through me?"

Fan Yao knew he didn't have long to live and just wanted to die knowing why.

But Zhao Qing didn't answer, only coldly saying, "No comment!"

Flames erupted from Zhao Qing's palm, instantly burning Fan Yao to ashes, which then transformed into a blue pill.

Zhao Qing swallowed the pill, and his skill immediately reached the late stage of Grandmaster!

This is the seventh level of the Crimson Fire Divine Art, which can completely preserve the essence of the one being refined.

Although Fan Yao and Yang Xiao are known as the Two Immortals of Xiaoyao, Fan Yao's martial arts skills far surpass Yang Xiao's.

For the past twenty years, Fan Yao has been secretly cultivating, and he broke through to the Grandmaster realm ten years ago.

Refining a Grandmaster allowed Zhao Qing to directly advance to the late Grandmaster stage, which was a huge gain for him.

With powerful enemies all around, the stronger you are, the greater your chances of winning.

This is extremely advantageous to Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing was full of anticipation for the upcoming battle.

He thought to himself: Come on, don't let any of them escape!

All of you, come and be my stepping stones!

……

Nighttime at Wudang Mountain.

On the roof of the Wudang Grand Hall.

Ximen Chuixue was dressed in white and exuded a chilling aura.

Standing with him was Yan Shisan.

Both of them were born for the sword; the sword was their soul.

They have a natural intuition for swordsmen.

I had already noticed the other person during the day.

That evening, the two of them arrived at the same place.

"Ximen Chuixue of Wanmei Manor is indeed formidable; I've long admired him!"

Yan Shisan clasped his hands in a fist salute and said.

"Yan Shisan, a newly emerging genius swordsman, I've heard of you too," Ximen Chuixue replied indifferently.

But his eyes were filled with fighting spirit as he looked at Yan Shisan.

Yan Shisan asked with a smile, "Are you here to see Zhao Qing too?"

"I came for Zhao Qing."

Ximen Chuixue replied.

"I'm here for Zhao Qing too," Yan Shisan replied.

"I know."

"I know you know too."

"What do you want to do?"

"Go to the Prince of Ruyang's residence and have a sword duel with Zhao Qing."

Yan Shisan revealed his purpose.

Ximen Chuixue nodded: "You don't want to associate with them, you just want to prove your swordsmanship. I wasn't wrong."

"You're the same way, aren't you?" Yan Shisan asked with a smile.

"We think alike," Simon Chuixue replied.

"Then let's have a sword fight!"

Yan Shisan made a gesture as if to draw swords.

Ximen Chuixue picked up the sword: "This sword is the best sword in the world. It is three feet and seven inches long and weighs seven pounds and thirteen ounces."

Yan Shisan praised, "What a fine sword!"

Ximen Chuixue nodded: "It is a good sword."

Yan Shisan also took out his sword: "This sword is made of deep-sea cold iron. It is extremely sharp, three feet and five inches long, and weighs six pounds and eight ounces."

"I've lost, so you'll have to accept this sword. My sword is yours."

Ximen Chuixue said.

"I've lost, so you accept this sword too. My sword is your sword now!" Yan Shisan replied.

After saying that, the two immediately drew their swords without saying another word!

In the main hall of Wudang, an earth-shattering sword duel began.

Both of them were ruthless in their swordplay, each move capable of being fatal.

Yan Shisan's Thirteen Deadly Swords are all deadly.

But Ximen Chuixue was even more ruthless.

His sword, like him, is devoid of emotion; his swordsmanship appears casual, like the Dugu Nine Swords.

But Ximen Chuixue's sword was faster, and every move was a killing blow.

Amidst the clashing of swords, the two fought with increasing ferocity.

Soon, a crowd gathered around.

Everyone wants to see a duel between two top swordsmen.

This battle was incredibly exciting and astonishing.

"Divine Marquis, who will win?"

The person asking the question was Yan Nantian, the number one swordsman in the world.

Yan Nantian was very impressed by the two men's swordsmanship.

Their swordsmanship is better than his.

Zhu Wushi said, "Ximen Chuixue will win."

"Why are you so sure?" Yan Nantian asked.

"Yan Shisan's Thirteen Deadly Swords cannot harm Ximen Chuixue. He will die after using all thirteen swords."

No one dared to interrupt this duel.

Everyone knows that even Zhang Sanfeng couldn't stop it.

Zhang Sanfeng was able to take action, but he knew it would be futile.

After Yan Shisan used up his Thirteen Deadly Swords, Ximen Chuixue immediately drew his sword and stabbed at Yan Shisan.

Yan Shisan closed his eyes, preparing to accept death.

Just as Ximen Chuixue's sword was about to pierce him, Yan Shisan suddenly had a change of heart.

Yan Shisan, no longer waiting to die, suddenly opened his eyes and swung his sword.

The power and speed of this sword strike were astonishing.

The sword energy covered a vast area, and its light illuminated the earth.

This is the true power of Yan Shisan's sword strike.

The sword, carrying the power of destruction and death, was aimed directly at Ximen Chuixue.

Ximen Chuixue's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to defend himself with his sword.

But it was too late.

Yan Shisan eventually sheathed his sword.

Ximen Chuixue seized the opportunity and pierced Yan Shisan's heart with his sword.

Yan Shisan fell straight down, and Ximen Chuixue caught him steadily.

Ximen Chuixue asked in astonishment, "Why didn't you thrust your sword out?"

A bitter smile appeared on Yan Shisan's lips as blood continued to gush out. He said intermittently, "I'm dying."

"But I won, I defeated you, Ximen Chuixue."

"I comprehended the fourteenth sword, even the fifteenth sword, but I discovered that the sword intent only brought destruction."

"So I...cough cough..."

At this moment, Yan Shisan was extremely weak and could not make a sound even though he wanted to speak.

Life slipped away swiftly, and in the end, he drooped his head helplessly.

Ximen Chuixue stood there, staring at Yan Shisan, and finally understood what Yan Shisan had left unsaid.

Yan Shisan's sword could have killed him, but he gave up.

He discovered a fatal flaw in his swordsmanship, and thus chose to face death...

At this moment, Ximen Chuixue fully understood.

His internal energy surged instantly, breaking through the original limitations and entering a higher realm!

Yan Shisan's sword strike made him understand the meaning of destruction and death, and also gave Ximen Chuixue a crucial revelation.

After Ximen Chuixue had an epiphany, his power increased greatly, and his swordsmanship achieved a qualitative leap!

Without saying a word, he left Wudang and headed down the mountain...