Their purpose for coming here this time was to find immortal swords. Now that they had finally found them, it could be considered a great harvest.
As sword cultivators, they were naturally proud of having an immortal sword.
They were people who liked swords, especially immortal swords. They almost treated swords as their own children and as a part of their bodies.
They were very grateful to Xiao Yang and Sword Pavilion Elder.
"Senior Brother Xiao Yang, you should also quickly go in and choose an immortal sword."
"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Yang, quickly go in and choose."
They excitedly shouted at Xiao Yang with embarrassed expressions. Because Xiao Yang and Sword Pavilion Elder brought them to find immortal swords, but after finding them, the two leaders were not in a hurry to choose their own immortal swords. Instead, they gave the opportunity to them. They were very ashamed.
Xiao Yang was also happy to see his fellow disciples so excited.
He nodded and smiled at them, then turned and walked into the tomb.
The structure and space of this tomb was not much different from the first tomb. In the center was an altar with two immortal swords on it.
As for the immortal swords on the surrounding walls, they had already been swept away.
Although there were many immortal swords in this tomb, there were also many people here, so Xiao Yang was not surprised.
He chuckled as he circulated his cultivation base and used his movement technique. With a single leap, he landed on the high platform of the central altar.
Two steps in front of him were two immortal swords lying on the ground.
The immortal swords were simple in shape and emitted an aura of vicissitudes. There was also a sword spirit in the immortal swords. As if sensing Xiao Yang's arrival, the sword spirit jumped onto the immortal swords and looked at Xiao Yang curiously, occasionally playing with its head.
That adorable look was very adorable.
Xiao Yang smiled and said, "You will follow me from now on."
These two immortal swords were ownerless. After saying that, Xiao Yang reached out and took the two immortal swords in his hand. Then, he jumped down from the high platform and walked out of the tomb.
Standing at the entrance of the tomb, he looked back at the tomb. It had been cleaned up, and there was not a single immortal sword left.
The conversation between the Sword Pavilion Elder and Jian Shisan had already ended.
Xiao Yang took one of the immortal swords and walked in front of them.
Then, he handed the immortal sword to the extraordinarily good-looking Sword Pavilion Elder and said, "This is yours. Keep it well."
The Sword Pavilion Elder's eyes lit up as he gratefully said, "Thank you, Brother Xiao Yang, for choosing the sword for me."
She played with the immortal sword in her hand. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. Then, she hugged the immortal sword to her chest.
Jian Shisan looked at the immortal sword with envy in his eyes. He also wanted to get one.
He remembered that there were many immortal swords in the tomb, so he couldn't wait to enter the tomb to find his favorite immortal sword.
"Senior Brother Xiao Yang, Sword Pavilion Elder, if there's nothing else, I'll go choose my sword first."
He couldn't wait to leave this place.
He walked to the entrance of the tomb and used his movement technique to enter the tomb.
After entering the tomb, Sword Thirteen simply had a face full of despair.
His originally excited heart immediately cooled down, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his heart.
Looking around, whether it was the central altar or the surrounding walls, they were all empty. There was not a single immortal sword.
All the immortal swords in the tomb had been chosen by the others.
He was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Jian Shisan's expression was ugly, his face pale, as if he had suffered a great blow. He walked out of the tomb with a face full of disappointment.
Looking at the other senior and junior brothers, almost all of them had an immortal sword. He was the only one who didn't have anything.
He felt even more unbalanced in his heart, feeling very hurt and wronged.
With a comparison, the gap in his heart was even greater.
Why do you all have immortal swords and I don't? Because everyone came together.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
Jian Shisan looked at Sword Pavilion Elder and Xiao Yang with grievance and indignation. He seemed to have understood something. If Sword Pavilion Elder hadn't sent him away, he would have definitely been able to choose an immortal sword.
He felt that Sword Pavilion Elder and Xiao Yang were deliberately targeting him.
However, Xiao Yang and the Sword Pavilion Elder ignored his gloomy and ugly expression.
Sword Pavilion Elder said coldly, "Alright, since everyone has an immortal sword, the mission is considered completed. We will return now."
As for the pale faced Jian Shisan with resentment in his eyes, it was as if there was no such person.
Xiao Yang and Sword Pavilion Elder could be so heartless and cold-blooded, because they knew that Jian Shisan was a traitor.
On the other hand, the disciples of the other sects could not bear to watch any longer, and felt guilty in their hearts. They did not know that Jian Shisan was a traitor, so they still treated him as one of their own.
For Jian Shisan to receive such treatment, they naturally felt uncomfortable in their hearts.
It was just that everyone wanted a divine sword like an immortal sword. If they were asked to give it up, they would not be willing to part with it.
Jian Shisan said pitifully, "Sword Pavilion Elder, Senior Brother Xiao Yang, I don't even have an immortal sword yet, so it can't be said that everyone has an immortal sword?"
Yes, he felt wronged for himself and had to complain a little.
When the other disciples saw this, under the urging of their conscience and morals, they also couldn't help saying a few words for Jian Shisan.
"Sword Pavilion Elder, Senior Brother Xiao Yang, Senior Brother Jian Shisan still doesn't have an immortal sword. How about we continue looking?"
"That's right, we are all fellow disciples. We will face difficulties together, enjoy blessings together, and go through trials and tribulations together."
"Then let's continue looking."
The disciples of the Poison Sect's Sword Pavilion all stood up to make suggestions. They could be considered as supporting Jian Shisan.
This allowed Jian Shisan to sigh in relief. His heart felt a bit warm, but at the same time, he felt a bit guilty.
Because he was very clear about his identity. On the surface, he was a disciple of Sword Pavilion, their fellow disciple. But in reality, he had already been bribed by Wei Zhongxiong to become his informant and spy.
Although he felt a bit guilty, when he thought of how he had already committed such a betrayal, there was no turning back. He could only walk this path to the end.
The Poison Sect's people only had one word for traitors: kill.
Jian Shisan still didn't want to die, so in order to survive, he could only join hands with Wei Zhongxiong and the others to capture Xiao Yang, Sword Pavilion Elder, and the others in one fell swoop.
"Hmph, all of you shut up."
Seeing so many Sword Pavilion disciples speak up for Jian Shisan, Sword Pavilion Elder was a bit angry. A trash like Jian Shisan was simply unworthy of their friendship.
She narrowed her beautiful phoenix eyes and stared at Jian Shisan with a spurious smile. "Jian Shisan, you still have the face to ask me for an immortal sword?"
She had already obtained enough evidence from Xiao Yang to prove that Jian Shisan was a traitor. Not to mention, she had personally seen Jian Shisan send out the news.
Jian Shisan was startled and a bit terrified. His heart thumped. Could it be that the matter of him betraying them had been discovered? He had a bad premonition.
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