The ocean waves lapped against the rocks, creating countless snowy waves.
Facing the ocean, Yin San smiled as warmly as the blooming flowers in spring.
His energy was still so amiable and pleasant, giving off a sunny and cheerful feeling, as if he had no worries at all.
Standing behind him, the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect felt sympathetic while looking at Jing Jiu's profile. He sighed and took out a bone from his sleeve, raising it to his mouth and biting it.
That bone was long and thin. It was hard to tell if it was the rib of a sea beast or the arm of a human Cultivation practitioner, but it looked terrifying.
Somehow, the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect felt it was tasteless, so he put the bone away.
Without turning his head around, Yin San asked, "You used to like this the most; why did your taste change?"
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect said sadly, "Maybe it's because I'm getting old. Nothing tastes good."
"I still like hotpot, and I have a good appetite like a young man. I'm still interested in this world, and I still think it's not too late to work hard."
Looking at the ocean, Yin San continued with a smile, "So I want to live at least five hundred years."
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect said earnestly, "Five hundred years is not enough. The human race needs you to live for fifty thousand years."
"I'm not that turtle on the top of Tianguang Peak."
Looking at his right hand, Yin San suddenly asked, "Is the sword really there?"
The back of his hand was a bit dark, exuding a faint deathly energy, looking like a withered tree.
What was even more frightening was that his fingertips were like limestone. When the sea breeze blew, dust would fall from his fingertips.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect said, "Su Ziye said it's on Shaoming Island, but Tian Jingren doesn't know it, so we can't confirm it. We'd better be careful."
Shaoming Island was the Library of Sword Rare Books of the Western Sea Sword School, and it was strictly guarded. It was indeed difficult to enter it without alerting the disciples of the Western Sea Sword School.
"Interesting," Yin San remarked. "It seems that the most important things of the Western Sea are kept there."
Even if the First Child Sword was not on Shaoming Island, he would still go there.
Few people knew that the center of the protective formation of the Western Sea Sword School was on that island.
Time passed slowly. The ocean waves kept crashing, and the snowy waves didn't stop for a long time. The red sun sank into the water, and the dark night arrived.
Under the faint starlight, Yin San and the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect walked on the surface of the ocean toward the island.
Illuminated by the faint starlight, Yin San's San and the Mysterious Dark Grandmaster walked on the ocean. After two hundred years of operation, the defenses here were extremely complete. Even if the protective mountain formation was not completely activated, the dangerous formations hidden under the sea were enough to kill the cultivators who came to spy on them. Yet, all this was meaningless to Yin San. It was not because the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect had a profound Cultivation state, but because he had swallowed the spiritual soul of Tian Jinren, so he knew the formation like the back of his hand.
Back when the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean built his sect on these islands, it was Tian Jingren who was responsible for the overall design and the deployment of the formations.
A as suddenly, a Tian as as. of. on as of of of.
The Flying Whale broke out of the sea and flew somewhere in the night sky.
The Sea. As. The Sea the Island San the ocean as. as the ocean as the sea. the Sun Yu, as.
Years ago, the Island was severely wounded by Yuan Qijing. After it recovered, the Flying Whale didn't dare go too far from the Islands of the West Sea. It was unclear where it was going tonight and what it was going to do.
Seeing the Flying Whale disappear into the dark night, Yin San turned his gaze to the island not far away.
The island was full of green trees, which looked like ink in the dark night. It was a totally different world from the ocean illuminated by the starlight.
The two stepped onto the beach along with the seawater and entered the dense forest. Avoiding the formations, they came to a remote manor cave in the mountain noiselessly.
The ground was covered with rocks and fine sand. Apart from a few footprints, there were no other traces. The stone gate of the manor cave was tightly shut. It looked normal, but if one gazed at it for a long time, one would feel that the surface of the stone gate was flowing, forming countless tiny swirls.
The center of the Great Formation of the mountain gate of the Western Sea Sword School was in this manor cave.
If one could control the center of the formation, one could dismantle the Great Formation of the mountain gate at any time.
Imagine that when countless sword lights arrived from Aoyama, the Great Formation of the mountain gate of the Western Sea Sword School suddenly disappeared … It would be an interesting scene.
Thinking of the scene, Yin San laughed out loud. He walked to the front of the stone gate of the manor cave, reached out his hand to brush off the dust on the gate, and lowered his head to look at the flowing lines.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect walked behind Jing Jiu, turned around and squatted down, staring at the outside like an old dog.
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The Islands of the West Sea consisted of seven hundred islands of various sizes.
There was a largest island in the middle of the islands about three hundred miles away from Shaoming Island, named the Fallen Immortal Island.
The highest mountain on the West Sea Islands was located on the Fallen Immortal Island, where the Western Sea Sword School was located.
The side of the mountain facing the East Sea was a steep cliff, and a manor cave was located on the top of the cliff. On the side facing the ocean, there was a huge hollow, about one thousand feet wide and one hundred feet high.
This hollow looked like a huge window, where the ocean, rain, wind, and dark clouds could be seen, like a picture frame.
Standing by the huge window, the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean was expressionless, like a stone statue or a figure in the painting.
A deep and low whistle suddenly burst out on the surface of the ocean in the distance. The ocean water parted gradually, forming two magnificent white lines.
Seeing this scene, the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean arched his eyebrows slightly, leaping out from the painting.
It was because of him that the Western Sea Sword School was able to stand firm after being suppressed by Aoyama for so many years.
He was in the upper limit of the Heavenly Arrival State and in the prime of his life, so his Cultivation state and energy were at their peak.
Tan Bai of the Zhongzhou School, Liu Yuan of the Aoyama Sect, the Chief Monk of the Guocheng Temple was getting old, Bu Qiuxiao was too young and hadn't broken through the Cultivation state yet, and the Zen Master was even younger. The Shui Yue Nunnery was full of women, and Lian Sanyue's life and death were unknown. Who in all of Chaotian dared claim that they could defeat him in a fight to the death?
The Broadsword King Cao Yuan might be able to defeat him, but he was guarding the wind and snow alone in White Town, unable to leave.
Back when the Aoyama Sect had destroyed the Cloud Platform, it was because he made up his mind to kill his Young Brother Xiwang Sun, and it was also because he was afraid of this person.
The Flying Whale arrived in front of the cliff, its huge body blocking the sky. A man wearing a conical hat walked down from the back of the whale. A green glow could be vaguely seen on the smooth body of the whale under his feet. He was the former young master of the Mysterious Dark Sect, Su Ziye.
He brought back the latest news from the Cloud-Dream Mountain. It was a bit urgent, so the Western Sea Sword School sent the Flying Whale to pick him up.
Su Ziye didn't waste any time and told the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean.
"The Zhongzhou School thinks that Taiping Zhenren has an insider in Aoyama. If he is killed, someone from Aoyama will come."
The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean pressed expressionlessly, "Evidence?"
Su Ziye said while shaking his head, "The Zhongzhou School doesn't want to tell us. Regardless of whether we kill Taiping Zhenren, draw out that person in Aoyama, or cause a civil strife in Aoyama, it will be beneficial for the Zhongzhou School. As such, I don't think the Zhongzhou School is lying. Once someone from Aoyama comes, they will strike. "
The saying "everyone deserves to be punished" referred to someone like Taiping Zhenren.
If Aoyama attempted to interfere with the Western Sea Sword School's plan to kill this devil, the Zhongzhou School would have sufficient reason to intervene. Even the allies of the Guocheng Temple and the Aoyama Sect couldn't do anything about it.
The expression on the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean's face remained unchanged, as he asked, "Do you have any news about the Young Mysterious Dark Sect?"
"No," Su Ziye replied. "But according to what was said a few years ago, the borrowed body of Taiping Zhenren will disintegrate this year at the latest. He will come for sure."
The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean said, "Tell them that the First Child Sword is on Tianxuan Island."
"Yes," said Su Ziye.
The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean said, "After this matter is settled, I'll ask the Young Mysterious Dark Master for the secret method of the Sun Banner on your behalf."
"No need," said Su Ziye. "If you can, please kill him."
The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean turned to him and asked, "Why?"
Su Ziye said, "It's obviously the intention of the Great Grandmaster that the Sun Banner fell into the hands of Wang Xiaoming. I think he is the heir chosen by the Great Grandmaster."
"It makes sense," said the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean.
Su Ziye continued, "And it has been ascertained that the reason Tong Yan betrayed the Zhongzhou School is because he stole the Green Sky Mirror."
The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean said, "If he has nowhere else to go, he can come to my place."
Su Ziye felt it was inappropriate, saying, "Now that we have decided to ally with the Zhongzhou School …"
The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean raised his hand, signaling for him to stop talking.
Su Ziye left the manor cave.
Looking at the ocean, the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean stood still like a stone statue.
He had known that Taiping Zhenren had escaped from the Sword Jail of Aoyama, because he had met him once and reached an agreement with him.
Unexpectedly, the Cloud Platform was destroyed, his Young Brother was killed, and the higher-ups of Bulao Lin were all in the hands of Taiping.
"I'm really not a person who is good at scheming."
The corners of the mouth of the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean curled up slowly, flashing a self-mocking smile.
He was merely a regular young swordsman when he left the Foggy Island in the South Ocean with Tian Jingren and came to Chaotian hundreds of years ago.
The reason he could become so powerful was that he didn't care about anything else but Cultivation.
Every island and reef on the West Ocean had the traces left by his sword work, and countless birds and fishes had seen his sword lights.
From this point of view, he was quite similar to the Immortal Jingyang, who stayed behind closed doors all year long and paid no attention to the affairs of the world.
In his eyes, Su Ziye's idea was a good one. It was of course beneficial to ally with the Zhongzhou School; it was good to kill Taiping Zhenren; and it was even better to lure the swordsmen of Aoyama out and kill them.
Yet, the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean was fully aware that all these things might be untrue. He didn't have the ability or the energy to distinguish whether these things were true or not, so he chose not to think about them at all. Perhaps, the Zhongzhou School would stand by and do nothing; perhaps, the Young Mysterious Dark Master had other ideas; or perhaps, the Aoyama Sect had a scheme; but so what?
It would be fine as long as he was powerful enough.
All he needed to do was to kill all of them.
He was quite confident about this.
It was because he was not alone this time.
From this point of view, he was quite similar to Jing Jiu, who didn't do anything on his own, but once he did something, he would come out in full force.
This kind of person was indeed formidable.
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It was exceedingly quiet on Shenmo Peak. No monkeys could be heard at the foot of the cliff, and no horses neighing could be heard on the hillside.
Gu Qing came back from Zhaoge City after receiving the notice. He stood behind Zhao Layue with Yuan Qu, looking at the closed manor cave in silence.
Ping Yong-Ka didn't know what had happened, feeling quite scared.
The sound of swords being sharpened could be heard in the manor cave every few seconds.
The sound of swords being sharpened had finally disappeared as the twilight grew darker.
Everything was as usual on Shenmo Peak, but something had changed on the distant Sword Peak.
The swords in the cracks between the cliffs buzzed slightly.
The sword wills broke through the fog and returned after encountering the wind, as if they were dancing.
It seemed that they were welcoming the return of a famous sword.
The manor cave was opened, and Jing Jiu walked out from inside.
His white cloth was still fluttering.
He still had the appearance of a fairy man.
Yet, both Zhao Layue and Gu Qing felt that he was a bit different than before.
Zhao Layue looked at his right hand and asked, "Are you done?"
Jing Jiu said, "Yes."
(End of this chapter)
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