Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

Su Chen tossed the withered grass in his hand away.

He patted the dirt off his hands.

"Junior Brother Zhou is kind-hearted."

"I've noted it down."

With his hands behind his back, he climbed the hill step by step.

However, Zhou Ding is also a vengeful person.

I clearly didn't offend him, but this guy is being sarcastic and unfriendly.

Su Chen wasn't petty.

However, ever since entering the world of cultivation, such people have inevitably targeted him in the end.

It seems this guy has already found a way to die!

...

A sky full of rusty sword shadows appeared out of nowhere.

Sword shadows, like a leech, enveloped Su Chen from all directions.

Shrinking the earth to an inch.

Su Chen flashed and squeezed through the gap between the two sword shadows.

Flash again.

And then we avoided another area.

The rusty sword flashed on the yellow earth, carving deep furrows and sending dust billowing into the sky.

Su Chen weaved through the sword shadows without his clothes getting wet at all.

But that malevolent energy was still growing wildly.

The phantom's form became increasingly solid, with each layer of sword intent pressing down upon the last.

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Immaculate Sword Embryo slowly emerged.

A sword intent rose from Su Chen's body and crashed into the rusty sword intent.

The two sword intents clashed violently at the top of the slope.

A violent storm raged, and spiritual energy surged; the other Nascent Soul stage disciples all retreated.

Even disciples at the Void Refinement stage can resist with their spiritual power.

The disciple below the slope felt a loud bang in his ear, and the protective aura around him was shaken and flickered.

The rusty sword intent was fierce and untamed.

The gleaming white sword intent clashed with it, and for a time it could not suppress it.

Su Chen frowned.

Interesting, with a fiery temper.

The more this is the case, the more it proves to be a priceless treasure!

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, a wisp of dark red heavenly tribulation power overflowed and entangled with the shimmering white sword intent.

Overbearing and tyrannical, the power of heavenly tribulation is a kind of heavenly law, and it is most adept at taming such spiritual creatures.

The rusty sword intent was forced back by the lightning arc.

But the murderous aura of the broken sword dissipated at this moment.

Zhou Ding was naturally gloating.

He looked down on Su Chen, and even more so on cultivators from the lower realms.

It was similar to Lin Zhiya's mindset when she went down to the mortal realm to find her martial uncle.

But this thing is even worse...

The resentment that had been building up harmed him, and that debt could still be attributed to Su Chen.

Su Chen was too lazy to talk to this guy.

The Spring and Autumn Annals's pen was used to overcome calamities.

The void shattered, tore apart...

The power of absorption surged forth, absorbing all the malevolent energy that was rampaging across the slope and swallowing it into the endless void.

This is interesting.

No one expected Su Chen to have this trick up his sleeve.

Zhou Ding was furious.

In his eyes, this was cheating!

In less than a few breaths...

Without that fierceness, it can be easily tamed.

He has accepted his master...

Su Chen reached out and the broken sword fell into his palm.

It is truly a rare and exquisite spiritual sword.

Its spiritual essence remains intact, making it perfectly capable of being refined into a natal spirit sword or magic weapon.

Down the slope, there was a deathly silence.

From the moment Su Chen went up the slope to the moment the broken sword recognized its master, it didn't even take the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

"Received...received it?"

"That broken sword, no one in the sect has been able to collect it for so many years..."

"A stick of incense."

Someone murmured.

"Just one incense stick's worth."

Zhou Ding stood at the bottom of the slope, his face ashen.

Something that has been planned for several years.

Incite hostility, frame others, and use others to do the dirty work.

In the end, it all paved the way for Su Chen.

Everyone thought Su Chen was going to fail, but Su Chen, taking advantage of the malevolent energy stirred up by Zhou Ding, solidly established his authority in front of all the disciples on the hill.

Zhou Ding himself ended up losing face in public.

Even more deadly was that the dissipation of that malevolent energy injured the disciples, and it was Zhou Ding who started it.

Disrupt the theft of the sword.

This leverage is now in Su Chen's hands.

Su Chen carried the broken sword down the slope and walked past Zhou Ding.

They didn't stop walking.

"I have benefited greatly from your reminder, Junior Nephew Zhou."

Zhou Ding clenched his fist and then relaxed it.

Su Chen did not pursue the matter.

I don't intend to pursue this matter.

Just remember that.

There will always be a time when it comes in handy.

Liu Yunhan stood at the bottom of the slope, her upturned eyes brimming with an irrepressible smile.

Aptitude, sword intent, spatial laws.

And that temperament.

Su Chen saw through Zhou Ding's little tricks from beginning to end, but he was neither anxious nor annoyed, and simply took them from him.

Everything is correct.

I absolutely must become your partner.

Dragon Bone Master's short, iron-gray beard twitched.

"He's someone important."

Just these four words.

Master Longgu had already changed his mind.

Shouldn't Bone Peak and this true lineage also form a positive connection?

...

The downhill mountain path was covered with a layer of gravel.

Liu Yunhan and Su Chen walked side by side, neither of them speaking a word.

After walking for a while, Liu Yunhan spoke first.

"I have truly seen something new today, Master."

The elder dropped his airs and his tone became much more relaxed.

"The matter we discussed in the cabinet last time."

"How has your decision regarding the true transmission come about?"

Su Chen hoisted the broken sword onto his shoulder.

Which one?

"Playing dumb."

Liu Yunhan glanced at Su Chen sideways.

"Yunfeng contains several fragments of cultivation techniques that complement the laws of space."

"If we form a pact, I am free to study with the true disciple."

This time, they're offering real, tangible benefits.

Su Chen neither accepted nor refused.

I kicked a pebble and watched it roll down the mountain path.

"Does the elder know where within the sect one can find the Boundary Token?"

Liu Yunhan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Boundary order.

That is the proof of crossing between the two worlds.

What does this person want the boundary order for?

In the lower realm... there are still old acquaintances.

Liu Yunhan's possessiveness shifted completely.

But Liu Yunhan is shrewd after all.

Fighting head-on will only push people away.

It's better to do what can be of help first.

"I will keep an eye out for the true successor regarding the path to the Realm Command."

"Thank you, Elder."

Su Chen cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his smile utterly sincere.

Liu Yunhan also smiled.

To lure someone in at the first sign of trouble, one must feign indifference.

Let's feed this person well first, then we can tie him up later.

Su Chen was also making plans in his mind.

Use the pathways to the Integration Realm and the clues to the Boundary Decree whenever possible.

As for the matter of a Daoist partner.

Just let it drag on.

At the bend in the mountain path, a gray wild rabbit darted out of the bushes, stared blankly at the two of them for a moment, and then scurried back inside.

...

The door to the side hall of the cave was open.

Lin Zhiya sat on the soft couch.

Her back was ramrod straight, her hands rested on her knees, and the tips of her fingers under her sleeves had creased the hem of her skirt.

The story of the battle at Buried Sword Slope had already been embellished and recounted by disciples.

It is said that Su Zhenchuan put away the broken sword in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

It is said that Zhou Ding was slapped in the face.

It was also said that Elder Liu of Yunfeng accompanied them from beginning to end, and the two walked side by side when going downhill.

When Lin Zhiya heard the last sentence, she almost dropped her teacup.

Su Chen carried the broken sword through the door.

"You're back?"

Lin Zhiya spoke with a cold face.

"Su Zhenchuan has quite a lot of influence."

"Even retrieving the sword requires Elder Yunfeng's assistance."

Su Chen leaned the broken sword against the corner of the wall.

It was just a coincidence.

"happen?"

Lin Zhiya sneered.

"Today it's Lu Yao, tomorrow it's Elder Liu."

"You provoke these female cultivators every day, where does this holy maiden's dignity stand?"

Su Chen poured himself a glass of iced tea and gulped it down.

"Didn't the Holy Maiden say she didn't care?"

Lin Zhiya suddenly fell silent.

He opened his mouth, but not a single word came out.

This man is the one who should be hated.

"What I care about is the reputation of my sect."

...