"So, it's Xue." Jiang Nian looked at the woman before him, his smile unchanged.
He merely withdrew his restless hand from Jiang Wen's body and stood aside, feigning composure.
"I was just joking, Xue, why so serious? If I knew this young man was someone Xue cared about, I wouldn't have said those things."
As he spoke, he ignored the gazes around him and leisurely walked towards the Shennong Hall.
Seeing this scene, many cultivators who were not familiar with Jiang Wen suddenly understood.
So, this cultivator of unknown origin was Xue's friend. No wonder Xue, one of the Four Marquis of Tianyuan City, was so angry just now.
Luo Ji, who was on the side, was terrified and vowed to stay away from that Holy Maiden in the future.
The two disciples stood among the cultivators, each with their own thoughts.
"…" Jiang Wen's brows twitched. With Xue's forced smile, anyone who didn't know better would think she was going to kill someone to silence them.
Seeing that Jiang Wen didn't say anything, Xue knew that her smile wasn't pretty, but she didn't take these things to heart.
After looking at a few treasures, the cultivators were somewhat puzzled. The previous ones were all famous magical artifacts, but this sword seemed ordinary.
The reason she impulsively befriended this person was because he looked so much like her master.
"Master, he really looks like you, even the way he speaks," Xue glanced at Jiang Wen, sighing slightly in her heart.
To be friends with Xue, this person must also have an extraordinary identity.
The disciple's stern face revealed a different color, and then he raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, "Then please have Elder Taihao wait for good news."
After all, he was about to leave, so making a contribution was nothing.
This was the first time Jiang Wen had seen her show such an expression. After all, in the days they had met, Xue had always been aloof.
The verdant longsword was named the Heart-Questioning Sword, and its origins were quite simple and unadorned.
Xiu Qi waved his sleeves, and all the treasures appeared in the sky.
In the distance, Taihao of the Zixiao Palace on the high platform looked at Xiu Qi, then at the longsword, and couldn't help but smile.
"The Tai Xuan Mirror?!"
Jiang Wen looked at the Tai Xuan Mirror, which was a replica he had forged in imitation of the Tai Xuan Mirror. He never expected it to be taken out as a prize today.
"Since the world is full of living beings vying to cross over, seeking the path of the Great Dao. Therefore, gods and demons return, and immortals are endless, truly a great change of hundreds of millions of years."
After all, his relationship with Xue was still relatively unfamiliar, and such intimate language would probably be inappropriate.
She touched her face and looked at Jiang Wen in confusion, "Am I usually very serious?"
"Is that so?" Xue forced a stiff smile.
"Is it the ancestor? Where is he?"
"Don't worry, she doesn't really have any malice," Xue said calmly. "She's not usually like this, perhaps she's just being temperamental."
"I want it, I want that sword, no matter what."
"Sister? What's wrong?"
The great name of this treasure was well known to many cultivators, it was the legendary elixir refining treasure of Taicang—the Shennong Cauldron.
Next to the treasure cauldron, a verdant longsword floated leisurely.
"It's okay, just a tribulation," Xue gave Jiang Wen a bright smile.
From the day her master died, she didn't like to smile much.
"It's actually the legendary demon-subduing and evil-slaying mirror, the Tai Xuan Mirror?!"
"For hundreds of generations, the Heavenly Dao has been prosperous. Since the establishment of Tianyuan City, it has been 28,000 years. Now that the Heavenly Dao is clear, it seems that the era of great contention has begun. The Heavenly King has compassion for the world, and thus worships the Saint of Shennong."
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"Xue, what kind of obsession do you still have in your heart?" Jiang Wen murmured in his heart.
Beside the girl, the white-haired loli holding the sword looked at her in confusion.
"I understand."
"You should smile more often," Jiang Wen blurted out, and then he regretted it.
"I just thought you looked so beautiful when you smiled, I couldn't help but say it," Jiang Wen found a reason to cover up his embarrassment.
Later, he placed this sword in the Immeasurable Pavilion for cultivators with sword Dao talent to use in the future.
Before the cheers subsided, the next item caused even more excitement.
"I shouldn't have said so much just now, too many words lead to mistakes," Jiang Wen thought to himself.
Thinking of the previous secret investigation of Xue's physical condition, Jiang Wen guessed that Xue might be undergoing the tribulation of the Sendai realm.
"Xue," Jiang Wen looked at Xue, seeing her pale face but with a hint of fatigue.
"…" So, Jiang Wenji's compassion was this kind of personality? Jiang Wen thought to himself, looking at Xue with concern. "Have you been feeling unwell recently?"
"What is the origin of that sword?"
Xue saw the concern in Jiang Wen's eyes and gave him a faint smile.
Taihao was making his own calculations.
"I, I feel it, that sword intent belonging to the ancestor."
"I didn't expect the Immeasurable Pavilion to take out this treasure, this martial arts competition is probably more exciting than any previous one."
The cultivators speculated, wondering if they should befriend him.
Then the heart tribulation is an extremely difficult tribulation to overcome.
"It's actually the Shennong Cauldron! This has only appeared in our dreams."
Above the Shennong Hall in the distance, beside the Heavenly King Jiang Wenji, Xiu Qi held a secret scroll, standing against the wind.
She had never seen her sister show such an expectant expression. In the clan, her sister's talent had always been the highest, and she was also the most valued by the elders of the clan.
The sword in the girl's arms chirped softly, seemingly responding to the will of its sword master.
It was a bronze treasure cauldron, with the four divine beasts carved on the supporting legs.
He summoned a disciple and said slowly, "If you can win this martial arts competition and get that Heart-Questioning Sword, I will promise you one thing in the competition for the position of Holy Son of the sect."
Xue was slightly stunned when she heard this.
"This sword…"
In the Ten Thousand Sword Sect not far away, a white-haired girl raised her head, staring at the sword, her expression revealing desire.
Xue, who was beside Jiang Wen, stared at the verdant longsword for a long time.
This sword was Jiang Wen's saber, and he once followed him to fight north and south.
This was also the biggest obstacle to entering the Sendai realm, and countless earth-shattering cultivators had fallen at this hurdle.
Xue's identity was naturally known to the cultivators of the hundred sects. One of the Four Marquis of Tianyuan City, a famous figure in Taicang. Each of them was a giant above one person and below ten thousand, enough to determine the life and death of any tribe. And Xue, the Holy Marquis of the Four Saints, was in charge of the Four Forbidden Armies of Tianyuan City. She could be considered the most noble of the nobles, the Marquis among the Marquis.
The leading item was an ancient bronze mirror, although it looked unremarkable, it caused the cultivators to exclaim.
The Sendai realm, Yan Gongli said that there would be three tribulations, one of which was the heart tribulation. Jiang Wen was also undergoing this heart tribulation now.
If there were still obsessions in the heart, and things that had not been let go.
He never expected that Xiu Qi would take it out today as one of the prizes to reward the winner of the martial arts competition.
Jiang Wen stared at the sword in astonishment. He didn't expect Xiu Qi to even take out this saber.
"Not very clear, but it looks extraordinary."
"These three treasures are the rewards for the champion."
"The Grand Ceremony begins!"
