Snowflakes rustled in Sword Sect's Ninth Peak.
The ninth peak was as desolate and dilapidated as ever. When placed before the eight peaks of Sword Sect, it seemed to be completely insignificant.
Ever since the previous Peak Master passed away, the Ninth Peak's talents had dwindled, and it had been repeatedly suppressed by the other eight peaks. Every time the sect recruited disciples, the talented disciples would be divided among the eight peaks.
On the other hand, the people the Ninth Peak got were people with mediocre potential.
These people with mediocre aptitudes had to lower their heads in front of the disciples of the eight peaks and were often bullied.
After a long time, even those with mediocre aptitudes couldn't take it anymore and left the mountain on their own, never to return.
The people of the Ninth Peak initially thought that after Ye Wushuang appeared, the sect would change its attitude toward the Ninth Peak. Never had they thought that they would become more and more upset.
If not for Elder Qing Xuan's frequent teachings, some of the people from the Ninth Peak would have questioned the sect a long time ago.
After it started snowing, the ninth summit became even more deserted. Even the Immortal Cranes that originally belonged to the ninth summit ran away to the first summit, because the first summit had a Rune to repel the cold.
Elder Qing Xuan was still meditating on the cold spring that was only a few dozen feet wide. Even the clamor in the Sword Sect could not disturb him.
At this moment, a young man dressed in white appeared in front of him.
The youth allowed the snowflakes to hit his body. His cold eyes slowly landed on Elder Qing Xuan. He only stared at him without saying a word.
Elder Qing Xuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him calmly. After a while, he slowly said, "Do you know why you're going?"
"Kill!" The white-robed youth was a man of few words.
Elder Qing Xuan was still extremely calm. "What if he doesn't return?"
"Then don't come back!" the young man said.
Elder Qing Xuan said, "Then go!"
The white-robed youth did not say anything else. He turned around and walked out. He had only taken a few steps when he slowly turned around and knelt down on one knee towards the figure on the cold spring.
After the ceremony, he swaggered off!
After he left, Qing Xuan opened his eyes again and asked himself, "Senior Brother, does the Ninth Peak still have a future?"
A stream of tears slowly fell from the corner of her eyes.
Then it turned into ice.
…
There were eight people standing quietly outside the ninth summit. None of them spoke.
Before Ye Wushuang entered the Ninth Peak, they were all the disciples of the huge Ninth Peak.
There were a total of eight of them. They were ranked from Gu Quan, the eldest senior brother, to Hua Ling, the youngest junior sister.
After Ye Wushuang came in, he was ranked No. 9. He became the junior brother with the least experience.
However, none of the eight senior brothers and sisters bullied him. They all treated him like a little brother.
They had witnessed the entrance of Wushuang, the youngest disciple, and the rise of Wushuang, who had always been silent.
And now, he was going to witness the death of his Junior Brother?
Hua Ling, the little Junior Sister in everyone's eyes, covered her red lips and cried non-stop. Her eyes were red and tears flowed down.
"Eldest Senior Brother, can you not … Don't let Youngest Junior Brother go?" Hua Ling wiped her tears and looked at Gu Quan helplessly.
As she cried, a few people could no longer hold back their tears.
The Fifth Junior Brother clenched his fists and sobbed, "It's fine if you want to go, but let me go. I'm useless anyway."
In his early years, he was framed by the people of the First Peak and had one of his legs crippled. He was now a cripple in everyone's eyes.
"That's right. Youngest Junior Brother is the future of our Ninth Peak. If anything happens to him …" The Fourth Junior Brother hugged the wine jar, and the smell of alcohol filled the air.
"All of you, shut up!"
The Eldest Senior Brother, Gu Quan, scolded with a straight face. His eyes were slightly red, "This is Youngest Junior Brother's decision. We can't change it …"
"Why not? Wouldn't it be fine as long as we knock him out and tie him up?" Hua Ling said with tears in her eyes.
Gu Quan said, "Can you defeat Youngest Junior Brother?"
Hua Ling was speechless.
Gu Quan smiled bitterly and self-deprecatingly, "If we could defeat Youngest Junior Brother, would we have waited until now? If I were Youngest Junior Brother's opponent, I would have been the one to fight today! "
Just as he was speaking, a white robe walked over gently.
"Youngest Junior Brother!"
The eight of them immediately shouted with complicated expressions.
The white-clothed youth stopped in his tracks. His cold gaze swept across the eight of them one by one, and there was a trace of heat in the depths of his eyes.
"Take care of Elder Qing Xuan!"
With that, the youth was about to leave.
"Wait …"
At that moment, Hua Ling suddenly stopped him and took out a sword case, "Youngest Junior Brother, this is your sword. Bring it with you!"
Gu Quan walked over and opened the sword case.
When he saw the longsword, his expression suddenly changed. He could not help but glare at her fiercely, "When did you …"
He clearly remembered that after they brought the longsword back, Daoist Priest Qing Xuan had put it away and did not allow them to give it to Youngest Junior Brother.
But now, it was stolen by Hua Ling.
Just as Hua Ling was about to speak, she saw the longsword in the sword case automatically fly into the young man's hand.
The young man raised his eyes slightly and looked at Hua Ling in confusion, "Why is this sword with you?"
"This is my …" Hua Ling subconsciously wanted to tell him that she and Gu Quan had gone to Border Dragon City.
However, he was interrupted by Gu Quan's cough, "Little Junior Brother, this is the money that Elder Qing Xuan gave us to redeem for you."
After saying that, he glared at Hua Ling and said with an unnatural expression, "Youngest Junior Brother, give me the sword. Use my sword …"
"There's no need!"
The young man in white shook his head slightly. Holding the longsword, he turned into a sword gleam and shot out of the Ninth Peak, completely disappearing from everyone's sight.
"Eldest Senior Brother, why do you keep stopping me from telling the truth?"
After he left, Hua Ling said unhappily, "Also, if Youngest Junior Brother finds out that his brother is looking for him, he'll definitely be very happy!"
"You, have you forgotten Elder Qing Xuan's instructions? Youngest Junior Brother's sword is a calamity. You … "
When Gu Quan heard this, he looked at her with a disappointed expression, "Also, there are already two supreme giants who have gone to cause trouble for Youngest Junior Brother's brother. Are you trying to kill him by telling Youngest Junior Brother at this time?"
Hua Ling's face turned pale when she heard that. She was extremely glad.
…
Sword Sect's First Peak.
At that moment, countless people had already gathered. As far as the eye could see, people were surging. Fortunately, the First Peak was large enough, so the scene was not too crowded.
Above the many seats, there were rows of incomparably large VIP seats. At that moment, there were figures with powerful auras sitting on them.
When the people below occasionally swept their gazes over, their eyes were filled with reverence.
That was because the people sitting there were people from the ten supreme sects, including the Sword Sect, the host.
Everyone had come for today's battle.
Compared to the silence on the VIP seats, the many seats below were extremely noisy.
A sect master coughed dryly and asked, "Everyone, guess who will win this battle?"
"Nonsense, is there a need to guess? Naturally, the person from the Sword Sect's First Peak will win this battle! "Another powerhouse chuckled.
"That's right, I bet that the person from the First Peak will win!"
"…"
For a moment, countless people expressed their stance. Most of them thought highly of the Sword Sect's First Peak's Sword Son.
However, the sect master from before shook his head, "In my opinion, that's not the case. Perhaps you guys haven't clearly understood these two people."
Just as he was about to show off his knowledge, an incomparably sharp sword intent suddenly flashed over from the horizon. The sword intent soared up, wanting to cut through everything.
Countless people looked at the proposal that was getting closer and closer, and their hearts trembled, "He's here, he's here!"
…
(PS: Chapter 4. Today's update has been completed. The missing chapters will be added in the next few days.)
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