He Kun rummaged around for a long time before finally taking out a palm-sized, exquisite mahogany box from his sleeve. He then opened the lid of the box to reveal what was inside. He presented the box to Wang Yan with both hands and shouted, "The Tong Yuan Sect presents a Twin Ice Lotus Leaf as a gift for young hero Wang. We hope that young hero Wang will have a pleasant journey to the Nirvana Temple."
Innate spiritual object!
The innate spiritual object that Wang Yan had been searching for was actually presented to him in the hands of others. This kind of feeling made Wang Yan really speechless. Although the innate qi overflowing from this Twin Ice Lotus Leaf was far less pure and thick than that of the thousand-year-old polygonum multiflorum, and it was only a lotus leaf, which was only the size of two fingers, it was still a lot better than the core of the Netherworld Origin Fruit. If Wang Yan could absorb the innate qi inside, it could be considered as a small benefit to his cultivation.
This way, Cheng Yi could be considered to have shown his sincerity. Wang Yan accepted it without batting an eyelid. He Kun heaved a sigh of relief and the people behind him rushed forward.
"Three Blades Sect presents a Nameless Sword Sutra as a gift for young hero Wang. May young hero Wang's prestige be as high as the sky and ascend the Hidden Dragon List as soon as possible."
"Dragon Spear Sect presents a Great Sun Heart Connecting Pill as a gift for young hero Wang. May young hero Wang reach a higher level of enlightenment."
"Zhao Jue Temple presents a Great Ke Sutra as a gift for young hero Wang. May young hero Wang become a famous hero in Jianghu as soon as possible."
...
Nearly twenty large and small sects in Golden City had come. With Tong Yuan Sect in the lead, the other big sects' gifts were naturally not bad. The small sects also racked their brains to send some strange things. Even the worst one sent several hundred taels of gold as traveling expenses. Moreover, the congratulatory words of the gifts were also extremely flattering. In short, they wanted Wang Yan to 'take advantage of others' and quickly leave the boundary of Golden City after receiving the gifts.
Wang Yan did not expect that his previous trip to the Five Sounds Manor would yield such a great harvest outside Golden City. This could be considered as a gain in the long run. This harvest alone was in no way inferior to Duan Henan's bone-crushing and marrow-sucking experience in Yunma School.
When the last small sect left, Wang Yan's clothes were already bulging and there was no longer any coldness on his face. He then cupped his hands towards the various sect leaders and said with a smile, "Wang Yan thanks all the sect leaders for your auspicious words. I hope that everything will go smoothly on this trip to the Nirvana Dao Temple. The mountains are high and the rivers are long, we will meet again in the martial world."
After he finished speaking, Wang Yan and Guibo turned towards the northeast direction. Seeing the two of them leave, the various sect leaders all heaved a sigh of relief. The Dragon Spear Gang's leader said, "This malefic star has finally left. We've really bled a lot this time."
"There's nothing we can do about it. Who told our disciples to participate in the King Slaying Assembly? Aojian Villa's overbearingness is not just a day or two. If we don't send these two people away early, once they enter Golden City, who knows how big of a mess it would be. "
"Alas, that's it. I just hope that no matter how high the mountains are, no matter how long the rivers are, we will never see this Wang Yan again."
While speaking, the group of sect leaders shook their heads and returned to Golden City. As these people sent Wang Yan out of the territory, the twists and turns in Golden City finally subsided. However, the martial world was still the same. Perhaps the several big sects that sent the gifts were already pondering how to make up for their losses. Everything would not change just because of Wang Yan's coming and going.
.....
"You're the Blood Demon Sword?"
Two days later, on the passage outside Mount Kun City, a man wearing a bamboo hat and holding a sword in his arms stopped Wang Yan and Guibo who were mixed in the stream of people.
The moment they heard the man announce Wang Yan's name, the originally dense crowd immediately dispersed. The ordinary people hurriedly left far away, while the Jianghu people in the crowd retreated ten meters away from the two sides of the passageway, ready to watch a good show. Right now, the name of the Blood Demon Sword could be said to be known by everyone in the southern part of the Northern Victory Region. However, the reputation was not as good as seeing. These people of the martial world all wanted to see how fierce this rumored bloodthirsty demon was.
"I am indeed Wang Yan."
At the same time, Wang Yan slowly pulled out the falling sand. He knew that this person stopped him in public, not without reason. After all, in this martial world, there would never be a lack of people who chased after fame and profit, not to mention that Wang Yan's head was quite valuable.
"That's good."
The person who stopped Wang Yan coldly smiled, took off his bamboo hat, and threw it away, revealing a plain face. He lightly said, "I am Yu Wanshan, nicknamed 'One Line Lightning Sword' by the people of the martial world. I heard that you, Wang Yan, caused havoc in Golden City and completely didn't put the people of my Northern Victory Region in your eyes. Therefore, I especially came to let you know how powerful I am."
As the man announced his name, the crowd of martial world people who came to watch the excitement immediately began to talk at once.
"One Line Lightning Sword? He doesn't seem to be from our southern region. "
"I heard he's a sword genius from a small sect in the central region. Although his reputation is not prominent, he should have some strength. Otherwise, how could he dare to challenge the Blood Demon Sword?"
"I do know a thing or two. This Yu Wanshan comes from the Sword Sect. His fast sword was rarely matched when he was in the Soothing Pulse Realm. He even had a battle where he killed someone who was a level higher than him. However, he has disappeared for the past two years. I didn't expect him to have quietly broken through to the Nurturing Embryo Realm. This battle might be worth watching."
Hearing someone in the crowd report his background and past achievements, Yu Wanshan's face showed a bit of pride. He slowly pulled out his long sword and said, "The sword in my hand is called 'Imperial Cause'. It is three feet and one inch long, and it is made from the Polar Star Iron unique to the Donghua Region …"
This Yu Wanshan seemed to really think of himself as someone important. However, an impatient look appeared on Wang Yan's face as he shouted, "Too much nonsense!"
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Wang Yan shook the falling sand in his hand and slashed through the air.
Boom …
Amidst the rumbling sound, Wang Yan directly used about 10% of his inner force to slash out an invisible sword qi. The sword qi pierced through the air and arrived in front of Yu Wanshan in the blink of an eye. Yu Wanshan's expression immediately changed, and he only had time to block with his sword.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Yu Wanshan was sent flying by the sword. At the same time the sword left his hand, his body was thrown into the air, and he could not stop himself. In the next instant, a figure swept past in the air. The moment a cold light flashed, a line of blood appeared on Yu Wanshan's neck.
"Let's go."
Wang Yan grabbed the falling "Imperial Cause" and did not look at Yu Wanshan again. He headed into the city with Guibo. Yu Wanshan lay on the ground, motionless. Large amounts of blood flowed out from his body, and he no longer had any signs of life. However, his eyes were wide open, as if he still could not believe that he could not even withstand a single strike from Wang Yan.
"Killed with a single strike?"
The Jianghu people in the surroundings watched as Wang Yan left, and all of them sucked in a cold breath. Earlier, when they heard someone report Yu Wanshan's background and past achievements, they thought that he would at least be able to withstand a few blows from Wang Yan. They did not expect Yu Wanshan to die in the span of a breath.
"More accurately, he died with two strikes."
There were still people who were very clear-headed. Wang Yan had indeed attacked twice from the beginning to the end, but most people did not think that there was any difference. Someone said, "Is there a difference? Wang Yan only casually slashed through the air with his sword. Although the Sword Qi was strong, it was not his full strength. In such a situation, Yu Wanshan could not withstand it, and was sent flying by a single strike. He was like a fish on a chopping board. It can only be said that the difference in strength between the two is too great. "
"But this Wang Yan is really ruthless. He took a person's life the moment he attacked. This Blood Demon really does live up to his name."
"What a joke. In the Jianghu, if you want to step on others to build your own reputation, then you naturally have to be prepared to pay the price with your life."
As they talked, the crowd of Jianghu people slowly dispersed, and the outside of Kun Shan City returned to its normal state. There were many people on the road leading into the city, but there was now Yu Wanshan's corpse.
.....
Three days later, in the most famous restaurant in Haisha City, Wang Yan and Guibo sat opposite each other on the second floor in front of the window. Wang Yan picked up a bowl of wine and carefully tasted the thirty-year-old Daughter's Red, which was known as the Ten Miles Fragrance Wafting Wine, while looking at the scenery outside the window. He did not expect that at this moment, a loud shout came from outside the window.
"Blood Demon Sword, I, 'River Breaking Palm' Lin Wangshan, am here to ask for advice!"
Wang Yan looked towards the direction of the voice and saw a tall and strong man standing in the middle of the street next to the restaurant with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He had an insufferably arrogant look on his face.
As the burly man's voice spread out, the pedestrians on the long street quickly scattered. The originally crowded long street instantly became empty. When Wang Yan saw this, he slowly put down the wine bowl in his hand and muttered, "My good mood has been disrupted just like that. This person deserves to die."
"There are always people who think they are infallible in the Jianghu, especially those who have a little bit of fame in the past. After a long period of seclusion, they think that their martial arts have improved greatly and it is difficult to find a match for them in the same realm. Naturally, they want to find someone to test their skills on. Now that they have defeated you, it can be said that they have gained both fame and fortune. Naturally, there are people who are unwilling to give up and look down on the rumors. They want to use your head to make a name for themselves.
It is not wrong for them to do so. Just like when you tried to kill Rao Yu, you were not sure that you could definitely kill Rao Yu, right? "
Guibo's words hit the key point. Wang Yan could not help but nod and said, "Yes, people in the Jianghu have no choice. Now that I am at the top of the wave, I can't take a step back. Please sit down, Guibo. Wang Yan will be back soon."
Before his voice died away, Wang Yan jumped out of the window and flew straight down. Without any nonsense, he pulled out Falling Sand and slashed in the air …
A moment later, there was a headless corpse on the street. Wang Yan was no longer in the mood to taste the wine and enjoy the scenery. After taking the loot from the tall and strong man, he and Guibo continued to the northeast under the sunset.
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Seven days later, outside Fenglingdu by the Daheng River, a swordsman stopped Wang Yan before he boarded the boat.
"I am …"
Just as the swordsman opened his mouth, Wang Yan waved his sword impatiently and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Let's do it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the swordsman's sword flashed. In less than three or four rounds, blood splattered in the air. Wang Yan sheathed his sword and boarded the boat with Guibo.
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Fifteen days later, at the foot of Mount Tailan.
"Blood Demon Sword, are you ready to die?"
Wang Yan could not remember how many people had challenged him along the way. He could not be bothered to remember. In the Jianghu, fame and fortune were always bothering him. In the end, it was just a matter of drawing his sword. This time was no exception.
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