Cynanchum Chinense was a heartless little girl. She let bygones be bygones. Chu Xie'er wanted to kill her, but after Cynanchum Chinense gained the upper hand, she did not take revenge.
Chu Xie'er had been well-behaved for the past few years and did not cause any trouble.
Who would have thought that she would turn around and insult Shen Zhenyi at this time? How could Cynanchum Chinense not be angry?
Chu Xie'er glanced at her and sneered, "So it's Junior Sister. Do you think that you can look down on us just because you have a powerful backer? Now that the building is about to collapse, I think you can only scatter when the tree falls! "
Over the past few years, Chu Xie'er had accumulated a bellyful of resentment. She felt that no matter if it was her temperament, aptitude, or foundation, she was better than this muddle-headed junior sister of hers. Little did she expect that Shen Zhenyi would quietly hug the thigh of her junior sister. She had lost so miserably and helplessly.
Now that Shen Zhenyi was about to be unlucky, what could Cynanchum Chinense do even if she was in the Third Realm of the Perfected Person Realm?
Chu Xie'er was full of confidence. She felt that sooner or later, she would be able to surpass this stupid Junior Sister who only relied on luck.
Cynanchum Chinense was angry and shouted, "Who said that Master will definitely lose? Master said that a mere Hundred Gates of Heaven can be broken with a wave of his hand! He doesn't even need to make a move, just let me make a move! "
When these words came out, the whole place was silent.
Shen Shou and Granny Chi Huo both felt that these words were too much, so they were too embarrassed to say anything.
The disciples who had planned to break through the door could not help but laugh.
"What a joke, even The Third Prince couldn't make a move, how could she?"
"She really overestimates herself!"
"She is relying on The Third Prince's favor and does not know the immensity of heaven and earth. Does she really think that she is an expert after going to the Moon Worshipping Cave?"
The disciples who followed Chu Xie'er were all proud and arrogant people. They were both envious and jealous of Cynanchum Chinense's rapid improvement.
Usually, they did not dare to show any disrespect. Now that they had a chance to turn the tables around, they naturally mocked and ridiculed him.
Shen Shou was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He was a kind person and did not have strict standards for recruiting disciples. Especially after entering the World of Eight Cultivators, as long as someone wanted to join the Abandoned Sword Villa, he was willing to guide them with all his heart.
Who would have thought that at this moment, these people's nature would be revealed.
"Scram! All of you, scram! "
Mr. Nice Guy also got angry. Shen Shou slammed the table and scolded, "Don't ever say that you're disciples of the Abandoned Sword Villa again!"
His heart was broken, so he didn't want to waste time talking nonsense with these ungrateful people.
"As if I care about it." Chu Xie'er snorted and led the group of disciples away. She turned around and did not forget to provoke Cynanchum Chinense. "Junior Sister, on the 6th of April, of course we will go to Soaring Sky City to watch the ceremony and see if you can pass the Hundred Gates to Heaven."
She paused for a moment and then laughed arrogantly. "If you can really pass it, I will kowtow to you and admit my mistake. So what? Unfortunately, you won't have such a chance! "
"You …"
Cynanchum Chinense stamped her feet and wanted to say something, but the other party had already left.
She could only angrily return to the Dream Sword Villa and report this matter to Shen Zhenyi. Shen Zhenyi was focused on refining the sword and did not care. He only glanced at her with a strange expression and said indifferently, "Chu Xie'er and that group of disciples have not broken through to the Perfected Person Realm. Even if they join forces, they won't be able to defeat you. In the future, if you encounter such things, just kill them directly. Why bother? "
Was it good to teach disciples so arrogantly?
Beside him, Yun Ni was about to cry.
Cynanchum Chinense was a little moved, but hesitated. "But they are the disciples of the Abandoned Sword Villa. It's not auspicious to kill them like this, right?"
"What's not auspicious about it?" Shen Zhenyi turned over the sword body that was almost finished. He put his finger into the flame and gently rubbed the sword ridge to test its hardness. He lifted it up with satisfaction, took out the Dragon Eagle Blood, and slowly smeared it to let the blood seep into the sword vein.
"Since they betrayed the Abandoned Sword Villa, they are not the disciples of the villa. It's fine to kill them."
Shen Zhenyi was not a bloodthirsty person, but he had no sympathy for those who had nothing to do with him.
Heaven and earth were not benevolent and treated all living things as straw dogs. Saints were not benevolent and treated people as straw dogs.
At a higher level, the value of these creatures was like some light spots in the darkness of the universe. They were bright and had nothing to do with him.
If they provoked him, Shen Zhenyi certainly did not mind trampling a few ants to death.
Looking at Cynanchum Chinense's enlightened look, Yun Ni did not know whether to laugh or cry. Did the Third Young Master Shen really think that he was the king of the world? Even if he was the emperor, he would not have such an imposing manner to kill.
However, the work of educating disciples only lasted for a short while. Shen Zhenyi quickly smeared the Dragon Eagle Blood all over the sword embryo, and then put it into the cold spring water for the final quenching process.
Chi!
Originally, the sword embryo should have been boiling hot after being refined with fire, but the sword refined with the Cold Dew Strange Stone was different. After it was put into the cold spring water, there was a sizzling sound. It was not boiling, but the whole vat of water was frozen into ice!
Shen Zhenyi continuously changed eight vats of water, and finally finished quenching. He pulled out the long sword and waved it in the air. Only the whistling sound of the sword could be heard. Cynanchum Chinense and Yun Ni both felt a pressing chill in their faces.
"This sword … is actually so cold?"
Cynanchum Chinense took the long sword from Shen Zhenyi's hand. She only felt the chill penetrating her body, and unconsciously sneezed. She hurriedly operated her internal energy to resist the chill from the sword hilt.
"The Cold Dew Strange Stone is the most Yin object in the world, and it is contaminated with the Primordial Spirit of the Dragons, so it has such a wonderful effect." Shen Zhenyi did not find it strange. "This sword is probably a little better than the Awakening Hibernation in the Twelve Sword Towers. It's barely enough. You can name it."
Better than the Awakening Hibernation? It's actually barely enough? Yun Ni felt that Shen Zhenyi was bragging too much, but Cynanchum Chinense did not doubt him. She nodded repeatedly. "This sword is so cold. How about I call it Cold Clothes?"
With cold as clothes, Yin and Yang complement each other.
Of course, more importantly, the word "clothes" was taken from Master's name …
Cynanchum Chinense lowered her head shyly. She was looking forward to Master discovering her intentions, but she was also afraid of being scolded by Master. Her heart was pounding like a little deer.
Shen Zhenyi did not have any opinion. He nodded. "Whatever you like. Just call it that."
Once the Cold Clothes sword was completed, it was time to break through the Hundred Gates of Heaven.
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