Xiao Chen casually glanced around the city. There were many white-robed cultivators with slender sabers hanging at their waists.
Saber City was only the outer sect of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. It was very difficult to enter the inner sect. Without a medallion, with Xiao Chen's current strength, he would not be able to force his way in.
However, Xiao Chen had his own methods. He did not go to the inner sect directly. He had come to Saber City for this plan.
His plan was simple. He would just steal an inner disciple's token. Even though it was shameful, he could only apologize to the junior brother and junior sister whose identity was stolen.
Xiao Chen stayed in the city for half a day and quickly locked onto his target. It was a lone female disciple.
He was only in his twenties, and his appearance was delicate and pretty. His hair was tied into a ponytail, and he looked very lively. He held a small saber in his left hand and a bronze token hung from his waist.
After following her to a deserted street, Xiao Chen walked up to her and said with a smile, "Hello, Junior Sister."
The ponytailed girl looked at the white-robed, handsome Xiao Chen and was slightly stunned. Sensing his unfathomable strength, she quickly bowed and greeted, "Greetings, Senior Brother!"
He was secretly shocked. Which peak's Senior Brother was this? He was so strong. He was so young, but he was much stronger than Master.
The rules of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion were very strict. When Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters saw their Senior Brothers, they had to treat them respectfully.
Xiao Chen found it funny. It seemed that this little girl really thought of him as her Senior Brother. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party lowered her head, he moved his hand slightly and hooked the other party's token over.
"Senior Brother, why are you looking for me?" The ponytail girl asked nervously.
Xiao Chen put the token into his sleeve and said with a smile, "It's nothing. Senior Brother mistook me for someone else. I'll take my leave first."
Watching Xiao Chen leave, the ponytailed girl was puzzled, not knowing what had happened. Out of habit, he touched his waist and was shocked to find that the token was gone.
"Don't leave!"
The ponytailed girl unsheathed the small saber in her hand at lightning speed. She shouted angrily and swung the saber as if it was her hand.
As it spun rapidly, the blade seemed to cut the air in half, bringing with it a whistling sound of air currents.
"Mysterious Wind Cut?"
Xiao Chen turned around and smiled. "But you're still lacking. Little Junior Sister, you have to work harder."
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and touched the saber's edge with his fingertip. Surging Essence burst forth from his fingertip.
Bang!
Under Xiao Chen's command, the spinning saber turned back at an even faster speed.
Before the ponytailed girl could react, the blade was inserted back into the scabbard in her left hand.
"How could this be!" The girl's delicate face was filled with astonishment. One of the Nine Secrets of Qingyun, the Profound Wind Chop, was actually broken just like that.
After a while, he remembered that he had lost his token. With a sullen face, he said, "This Senior Brother is such a bully. He lost his token and stole mine. What should I do? What should I do?"
To be able to recognize the Mysterious Wind Chop at a glance and break it easily without injuring her.
In the girl's opinion, the other party must be one of the genius disciples of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. Due to his carelessness, he lost his token and could not enter the mountain. Hence, he snatched her token.
Xiao Chen, who was far away, flipped the token over and took a look. It was as he expected. The words "Qingyun" were written on the top and "Leng Qianqian" were written on the front. The words were written in a leisurely manner.
"Damn, I have embarrassed myself this time. It really is a Junior Sister's token. Don't blame your Senior Brother. Qianqian, right? I will return it to you later."
After hanging the token at his waist, Xiao Chen arrived at the foot of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. Then, he followed the crowd and entered.
The disciple guarding the entrance only took a quick glance and did not look closely. There were so many people passing by every day. It was impossible for him to check every single one of them carefully.
He could only rely on his experience. When he saw something wrong with their expressions, he would call them down and check them carefully. Xiao Chen had been a Heavenly Saber Pavilion disciple for a long time. How could he reveal any flaws?
On the familiar road, there were green mountains, pavilions, small paths, and cultivators practicing the saber. There were no major changes to the past.
Before Xiao Chen entered the city, he was feeling impatient. However, when he stepped onto the land of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion, he calmed down.
Xiao Chen took a step into the air and looked at the towering Qingyun Peak in the sky. He took a deep breath and slowly walked over.
"Qingyun Peak, I, Xiao Chen, have returned. Elder Sister Ruyue, Suifeng, Shao Yang, Xiao Meng, are you all doing well?"
The Qingyun Peak disciples passed by Xiao Chen one by one. Several of the older-generation disciples felt that Xiao Chen looked familiar and stopped to take a closer look.
They had some guesses in their hearts. However, in the past two years, although Xiao Chen's appearance did not change much, his aura had undergone an earth-shattering change.
The youthful and immature look on his face was gone. His face now had an air of vicissitudes and maturity; it was very different from before.
The most important thing was that in the past, Xiao Chen had disguised himself as Ye Chen when he came to the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. He only revealed himself in the final battle.
Although these people had their guesses, they felt that it could not be Xiao Chen. Furthermore, that person swore that he would never step into the Heavenly Saber Pavilion again.
After taking a few glances, they withdrew their gazes and smiled self-mockingly. I am too suspicious. There are so many bladesmen wearing white robes. Could they all be Xiao Chen?
Being careful and hiding would only make others more suspicious. Xiao Chen had a calm expression as he confidently walked forward.
Xiao Chen walked forward calmly. Just as he was about seven minutes away from Qingyun Peak, a group of people wearing the uniform of Biyun Peak disciples suddenly appeared.
Xiao Chen glanced at the appearance of the leader of the group and quickly lowered his head, preparing to keep a low profile.
The leader of the group was Song Que's son, Song Qianhe. He was the current Peak Master of Biyun Peak. At this moment, he was leading the Biyun Peak disciples, chatting and laughing as they prepared to leave the mountain.
When Song Que passed by Xiao Chen, he did not pay much attention to him. However, when his gaze landed on Xiao Chen's face, his expression could not help but change greatly.
He had a grudge against Xiao Chen for killing his father. For the past few years, that face would appear in his mind every day and night. Now that he saw Xiao Chen in person, he was shocked.
"Stop right there! Which Peak's disciple are you from? State your name, "Song Qianhe shouted at Xiao Chen in an intense tone.
Was I discovered?
Xiao Chen revealed a bitter smile and turned around helplessly. He was not afraid of this person. However, he had just arrived at Qingyun Peak and did not want to cause any trouble.
"Song Qianhe, it's been a long time," Xiao Chen said calmly with an indifferent gaze.
It's really him!
Song Qianhe's expression turned sullen. He clenched his teeth and said, "Xiao Chen, you actually dared to appear. Back then, you swore that you would not take half a step into the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. Now that you have broken your oath, let's see how you are going to answer to the Elders' Assembly. "
The ten-odd Biyun Peak disciples behind Song Qianhe looked at Xiao Chen. They were all astonished. Is this the person in front of us the White Robed Bladesman that caused such a commotion?
Xiao Chen chuckled and said, "Sorry, you saw wrong. I did not break my oath. I did not step into the Heavenly Saber Pavilion."
Song Qianhe looked carefully and saw that Xiao Chen's feet were hovering half an inch above the ground. With his long robes covering him, it looked like he was really stepping on the ground.
However, in the end, he did not step on the ground.
"You!" Song Qianhe pointed angrily at Xiao Chen. He was so angry that his face turned red.
Song Qianhe drew his weapon with his right hand and said sternly, "I don't care if you broke your oath or not. Since you came to the Heavenly Saber Pavilion today, you can forget about leaving."
Xiao Chen's expression sank. He placed his right hand on the saber hilt and emitted a cold killing Qi. He said in a frosty voice, "Try taking another step forward."
The killing Qi seemed solid; it was bone-chilling. Song Qianhe could not help but feel his heart skip a beat. He stopped moving; he could not explain the reason why.
The scene of Xiao Chen shattering his father's head with one punch in the Heavenly Saber Pavilion replayed in Song Qianhe's dreams. There was not a moment when he did not want to kill Xiao Chen.
For the sake of revenge, Song Qianhe disregarded everything and frantically cultivated for the past two years. He became the second cultivator in the Heavenly Saber Pavilion to become a Martial King before the age of twenty, after Liu Ruyue.
Song Qianhe naturally became the Peak Master of Biyun Peak, leading the disciples of the Peak. He was very spirited. Originally, Song Qianhe thought that after he broke through to peak Inferior Grade Martial King, he would be able to easily defeat Xiao Chen.
However, when Song Qianhe saw Xiao Chen again today, he did not expect that one look from Xiao Chen would cause him to freeze in place.
Song Qianhe carefully sent out his aura. He was not confident in himself, so he wanted to check out Xiao Chen's cultivation.
In the end, when he checked, he discovered that he could not see through Xiao Chen's cultivation; it was unfathomable.
"He is not a Medial Grade Martial King. He is stronger than a regular Superior Grade Martial King. Could this fellow be a peak Superior Grade Martial King?"
Song Qianhe was somewhat frightened by his own thoughts. A peak Superior Grade Martial King in the Heavenly Saber Pavilion was comparable to several of the Elders' Assembly's elders.
However, a peak Superior Grade Martial King was fine. Song Qianhe could delay him for now. When the elders of Biyun Peak arrived, they could deal with him.
"Biyun Peak disciples, listen up! This person is a traitor of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. Kill him for me. After this matter is over, everyone will be rewarded with five thousand Inferior Grade Spirit Stones."
After Song Qianhe made up his mind, he casually sent out a jade-green signal. Then, he used his status as the Peak Master to give out orders.
"Huang dang!
Huang dang! "Song Qianhe gave out orders. The disciples behind him were all Biyun Peak's people; they were under his command. Furthermore, Xiao Chen had indeed done some rebellious things.
Furthermore, there was a large reward of Spirit Stones. These disciples immediately drew their weapons and pointed them at Xiao Chen.
"Kill!"
Song Qianhe shouted and took the lead to charge. He was not stupid; he did not let hatred get to his head.
He knew that he was not strong enough, so he did not try to be brave. He could only use these people to delay Xiao Chen first before looking for an opportunity. After all, it would be very difficult to get rid of a peak Superior Grade Martial King.
Unfortunately, there were some things and some people that, no matter how much one calculated, one did not have absolute strength. The so-called wisdom and schemes were just a joke.
Song Qianhe was very unfortunate. At this moment, he had encountered this matter, and he had encountered this person.
"Ignorant!"
Xiao Chen, who was as straight as a pine tree, snorted coldly. His right hand, which was on the saber hilt, gently moved forward and drew his saber by one centimeter.
A boundless purple light came from the saber. Contained within the light was Xiao Chen's inextinguishable sharp saber intent. "Weng! Weng!
Weng! "
A sharp saber intent spread out. The weapons in the hands of the many Biyun Peak disciples trembled continuously. Even Song Qianhe was no exception.
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