Qingzhou Ancient City.
Everyone's gazes were focused on Ye Ping.
The sudden enlightenment of the Sword Dao shocked everyone present.
It directly overshadowed Su Changyu and the young man in black.
In particular, now that the young man in black had already left, everyone focused their attention on Ye Ping.
100,000 swords were buzzing in the sky dome, a sight that could never be seen on normal days.
Ye Ping was comprehending the Sword Dao.
His sword moves had already reached a bottleneck, and now that he had taken this opportunity, he wanted to condense the sword intent directly.
The swords were like the Heavenly River that constantly intertwined above his head.
The Endless Sword Diagram was also deducing frantically.
Previously, Ye Ping had comprehended 3,000 sword moves, and now, the number of sword moves was increasing rapidly.
5,000!
10,000!
30,000!
In an hour, the Endless Sword Diagram deduced a total of 30,000 sword moves.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
100,000 swords danced in the sky dome, and the Heavenly River sword momentum spread out. The terrifying sword momentum was like a vast ocean that made the Sword Dao cultivators breathless.
The terrifying sword momentum and the scene naturally attracted the powerhouses of Qingzhou Ancient City.
A figure appeared, riding a purple flying sword and arriving at Qingzhou Ancient City.
It was a middle-aged man who wore a purple robe. He seemed to be extremely noble, and a dignified aura was condensed between his brows.
"Greetings, City Lord!"
"Greetings, City Lord!"
Voices rang out one after another. Someone recognized this person and quickly called out respectfully.
He was the Lord of Qingzhou City, a Golden Core realm cultivator who was also a famous expert in Qingzhou. In terms of swordsmanship, he was second only to Daoist Siji.
The appearance of the Lord of Qingzhou City was even more shocking.
Previously, when the young man in black set up the sword platform there, it did not even attract the appearance of the Lord of Qingzhou City. Now that Ye Ping was comprehending the Sword Dao, he actually attracted the attention of the Lord of Qingzhou City. How could they not be shocked?
The Lord of Qingzhou City looked at Ye Ping who was in the distance and did not care about the compliments of the crowd.
However, at this moment, an old man looked at the Lord of Qingzhou City.
"City Lord, may I ask if this person is really condensing the sword intent?"
The person who asked the question was an old man who was an official of Qingzhou Ancient City who knew the City Lord. Hence, he dared to ask.
He was not the only one. Many Sword Dao cultivators in the surroundings were curious too. However, they were just guessing and were not sure yet.
Hearing the question, the Qingzhou City Lord looked at Ye Ping and then nodded. "Yes."
Hearing this, everyone was completely shocked.
Different people saying different things had completely different effects.
As the Qingzhou City Lord personally admitted it, it caused an uproar in an instant.
However, the Qingzhou City Lord soon looked at Su Changyu instead of Ye Ping.
Yes, it landed on Su Changyu.
Not far away.
Su Changyu, who had just survived the calamity, was completely blank at this moment.
For a person who had just experienced life and death, nothing could attract his attention no matter what happened.
Sensing the gaze of the Qingzhou City Lord, Su Changyu subconsciously raised his head.
The two of them looked at each other.
Su Changyu looked very calm because he had yet to snap back to his senses.
The Qingzhou City Lord could not help but look slightly doubtful.
Everything that happened here naturally did not escape his discerning eyes.
He knew that Ye Ping was Su Changyu's Junior Brother, but the Qingzhou City Lord saw through Su Changyu's realm at a glance.
The fifth level of Qi Disciple.
That was a little strange.
How could a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refinement have such an aura? The Qingzhou City Lord could tell at a glance that Su Changyu's aura and the calmness in his eyes were not faked at all.
That was definitely not the aura of a Qi Refinement cultivator.
However, the Qingzhou City Lord was not sure that Su Changyu was a peerless expert.
At this moment …
Above the sky dome, the 100,000 swords suddenly became chaotic and the sword momentum dissipated bit by bit.
"What's going on?"
"What happened?"
"The sword momentum seems to have weakened."
Voices rang out one after another, and everyone was filled with curiosity.
"I know, he failed to condense the sword intent."
"He failed to condense the sword intent?"
"Yes, the sword momentum has dissipated and he failed to condense the sword intent."
"Indeed, it's not easy to condense the sword intent. I thought I could see the birth of a supreme Sword Dao genius, but it seems that there are only a few geniuses in this world, just like me."
"Fortunately, he didn't condense the sword intent. Otherwise, he would have lost his position as the best Sword Dao genius in Qingzhou."
"Fellow Daoist, can you stop bragging? You're the best in the Sword Dao of Qingzhou? You're only a little stronger than me, how can you claim to be the best? "
"Are you silly? If I'm the best, wouldn't you be the second?"
"Ah! That makes sense. Okay then, Fellow Daoist, you'll be the best in Qingzhou from now on and I'll be the second. "
"In that case, can I be the third?"
"I want to be the fourth."
"The fifth!"
As the crowd discussed, the topic that was originally a good one was suddenly led astray.
However, most of the cultivators were just watching the show. They knew that they could not compare to Ye Ping at all, so they were in a good mood.
However, some cultivators were different. They were indeed geniuses and they were very concerned about whether Ye Ping could succeed or not.
To them, Ye Ping's success in condensing the sword intent was a fatal blow.
After all, the difference between the sword momentum and the sword intent was too great. After condensing the sword momentum, no matter how strong the sword momentum was, one could catch up. However, if the sword intent was successfully condensed, one would never be able to catch up.
After seeing that Ye Ping had failed to condense the sword intent, some young cultivators couldn't help but laugh.
They even couldn't help but speak up.
"There are only a few geniuses in this world after all. It's simply impossible for him to condense the sword intent in his early twenties."
"Yes, although this person may have some background, he is indeed a little conceited. He's already trying to condense the sword intent in his twenties. He's really conceited."
"Should I say that he's confident or conceited?"
The voices did not mock Ye Ping, but their tone was rather sarcastic.
All of a sudden, it attracted the attention of another group of people.
"Hey, I was wondering where there was a sour smell, I didn't expect it to be here."
"What a joke. Although this little Senior Brother has yet to condense the sword intent, he's at least about to succeed. Look at you guys, how dare you criticize him? Why don't you take a look at yourselves? "
"Yes, yes, sisters, we have to keep our eyes open and see clearly. Some people are laughing at others when they can't do it themselves."
"Sisters, I've already recorded the names of these people in the Scumbag Cultivator Treasure Book. I'll share it with you later, lest we marry the wrong person in the future."
Among the crowd, some female cultivators spoke up. In the world of immortal cultivation, strength was everything. Hence, men and women were equal, and there was no such thing as male or female cultivators. Whoever had a higher cultivation level would have a higher status.
Hence, the ratio of men to women was basically 50%. Among the 100,000 cultivators in and out of Qingzhou City, 30,000 to 40,000 were female cultivators.
Besides, the group of female cultivators had extremely strong combat power. Each of them scolded the other party until they fell silent.
Some female cultivators even took out the Scumbag Cultivator Treasure Book, scaring many male cultivators into hurriedly shutting up.
As the name suggested, the Scumbag Cultivator Treasure Book was a record of some men with bad morals so that they wouldn't marry the wrong person in the future. Such a Scumbag Cultivator Treasure Book was not a joke. Once someone was recorded, they would basically be doomed.
Unless they changed to another region and started anew, they would have to be careful lest it would be awkward if they encountered a female cultivator from the same city.
After all, women were the most vengeful beings in the world.
However, just as the crowd was arguing, the Qingzhou City Lord couldn't help but speak up.
"Failed to condense the sword intent? All of you are truly ignorant. "
His voice immediately attracted a lot of attention.
"City Lord, what do you mean?"
Someone was puzzled. 'The sword momentum has clearly dissipated, so why did he say that?'
"This is not a failure to condense the sword intent, but to establish the sword intent and lay a foundation. He doesn't want to condense the sword intent too early, and he wants to wait until his Sword Dao is perfected before condensing the sword intent. However, some people are ignorant and ridiculing others for their poor aptitude. It's really ridiculous."
"We Sword Dao cultivators have to be broad-minded. Swordsmen are gentlemen, and jealousy is vile. Even if you have some talent, you definitely won't be able to achieve anything great in the future."
The Qingzhou City Lord coldly mocked those people who spoke sarcastically.
He understood what Ye Ping was doing at a glance. He initially didn't want to get involved, but in the end, he couldn't help but mock him.
As soon as he said that, all of a sudden, the people who were talking sarcastically were shocked and ashamed. In the end, they sneaked away from the crowd.
At this moment …
The swords in the sky flew back into the hands of the crowd.
The phenomenon disappeared and Ye Ping opened his eyes.
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