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"Hmm?"
Zhang Su's steps faltered.
Moonlight streamed in through the cracks in the window lattice; although the Hidden Martial Pavilion was dimly lit, it wasn't pitch black.
"There are still remnants of the Hidden Sword Manor?"
Zhang Su's eyes turned cold as he looked in the direction from which the voice came.
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The Hidden Martial Pavilion wasn't large.
Several large bookshelves lined the first floor, with aisles between them just wide enough for one person to pass through.
Zhang Su walked through a row of bookshelves and saw an old man hiding behind them.
The old man sat on the floor against the wall, wearing an old gray-white robe.
His hair was disheveled, gray and messy, as if it hadn't been combed in a long time.
Most striking were his legs.
Below the knees, they were empty, his trousers knotted and hanging to the ground.
This old man, with his disheveled hair and no legs below the knees, could only crawl on his hands, his movements difficult.
He braced himself on the ground with his hands, rough yet powerful, clearly those of a martial artist.
But his advanced age, coupled with his disability, made him look aged and haggard.
The words just spoken were those of the old man.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Su asked.
His hand remained on his sword hilt.
There was actually such a person in Hidden Sword Manor, hiding in the Hidden Martial Pavilion. Didn't even Ouyang Chuan know?
Or did Ouyang Chuan know, but simply not care? "I am Ouyang
Hong, merely a cripple in Hidden Sword Manor." The old man's voice was aged and hoarse. His gaze fell on Zhang Su, scrutinizing him from head to toe. His eyes held neither hatred nor fear, but rather a complex, indescribable look. "What is your relationship with Ouyang Yin?"
Zhang Su continued to ask.
"Ouyang Yin—was my cousin."
Ouyang Hong paused, as if recalling something from long ago.
"Back then, I was wandering the martial world, fighting with others, and had both my legs cut off. It was Ouyang Yin who arranged for me to stay in the Hidden Martial Pavilion, where I lived out my remaining years."
His tone was calm.
Zhang Su understood; this Ouyang Hong was a martial artist of the same generation as Ouyang Yin.
However, he was crippled.
He had lived in the Hidden Martial Pavilion for decades, surviving only thanks to Ouyang Yin's care.
No wonder Ouyang Chuan had never mentioned him.
An old man with crippled legs was of no use to the Hidden Sword Manor and not worth mentioning.
Ouyang Hong's gaze fell on the sword in Zhang Su's hand.
The scabbard of the Shadow Sword gleamed darkly in the moonlight, and the dark red threads on the hilt were clearly visible.
His expression was somewhat complicated.
"Shadow Sword—it seems Ouyang Yin truly died at your hands."
There was no sadness or anger in Ouyang Hong's voice.
Only a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, often including regret or a sense of loss).
Zhang Su said calmly, "What, you want to avenge Ouyang Yin?"
Ouyang Hong shook his head.
"I'm just a cripple, what revenge can I talk about? Besides, Hidden Sword Manor was glorious for hundreds of years, and its decline is inevitable."
He raised his head, a glint of light flashing in his cloudy old eyes.
"However, I am still a member of Hidden Sword Manor, having eked out a living in the Hidden Martial Pavilion. I have a connection with Hidden Sword Manor, and today I dare to ask to make a deal with Young Hero Zhang."
Zhang Su said coldly, "What deal?"
His gaze was fixed on Ouyang Hong.
Although this old man was crippled, he was still a martial artist of the same generation as Ouyang Yin, and probably not simple.
"Please spare the rest of the Ouyang family, Young Hero Zhang, as a way out for Hidden Sword Manor. In exchange, I am willing to give Young Hero Zhang a supreme sword technique involving the Innate Realm!"
Zhang Su's eyebrows twitched slightly.
A supreme sword technique of the Innate Realm?
If it truly is a sword technique involving the Innate Realm, its value is immeasurable.
"I guarantee this sword technique is unparalleled in the world!"
Ouyang Hong's voice carried a hint of confidence.
"I've practiced it for decades, but haven't achieved anything remarkable. For this sword technique, I lost both my legs, becoming a cripple. I've been in the Hidden Martial Pavilion for decades, never telling anyone, not even Ouyang Yin."
Zhang Su paused for a moment.
Losing his legs for this sword technique, hiding it in the Hidden Martial Pavilion for decades, not even telling his own cousin—
Ouyang Hong's level of importance on this sword technique was evident.
But now, to give Hidden Sword Manor a way out, he was willing to hand it over.
"I need to examine the sword technique first. If it is indeed valuable, I will naturally grant Hidden Sword Manor a way out,"
Zhang Su said calmly.
He wouldn't make any promises before seeing the sword technique.
In the martial world, there are too many empty promises.
He couldn't possibly agree to let Hidden Sword Manor go just because of a stranger's words.
Ouyang Hong gazed at Zhang Su,
a complex expression flashing in his eyes.
There was scrutiny, hesitation, and a hint of helplessness.
After a long silence, he spoke, "Very well, I believe Young Hero Zhang is not a man of his word."
Ouyang Hong had no choice now.
Most of the Transformation Realm martial artists of Hidden Sword Manor were dead or wounded; Ouyang Chuan was dead, Ouyang Jing was dead, and the elder Ouyang Yin was also dead.
Those remaining were either of the Dark Realm or the Open Realm, utterly incapable of stopping Zhang Su.
If Zhang Su continued his rampage, Hidden Sword Manor would truly vanish from the martial world.
He could only hope that Zhang Su would keep his promise.
So, he lightly slapped the ground.
With a muffled "thud," Ouyang Hong's body used the recoil to leap into the air.
Then, he leaped towards a wall of the Hidden Martial Pavilion.
Although his legs were crippled, his agility remained, clearly indicating that his martial arts foundation was still intact.
Ouyang Hong stopped beneath a wall.
The wall was made of blue bricks, looking quite ordinary, no different from the surrounding walls.
Ouyang Hong reached out and felt around on the wall for a few moments, finding a slightly protruding blue brick.
He pressed the brick down and pushed it inward with force. With
a soft "click," the brick sank in.
Then he pulled a secret manual from the crack in the wall.
The manual was wrapped in a cloth, which was yellowed and blackened, clearly quite old.
Ouyang Hong held the manual in both hands, his eyes filled with memories and reluctance.
His fingers trembled slightly, as if he were caressing a precious treasure.
He had kept this manual hidden for decades.
For decades, he had never told anyone.
Not even Ouyang Yin knew.
Because of this manual, he had lost both legs and become a cripple.
But he had never been willing to give it to anyone else.
Now, he was handing it over.
To find a way out for the Hidden Sword Manor.
Ouyang Hong took a deep breath and handed the manual to Zhang Su.
"Young Master Zhang, this is the sword technique I once obtained."
His voice trembled slightly.
"I am of dull wit and cannot master it, but young hero Zhang might be different—"
Zhang Su immediately accepted the manual.
The manual was wrapped in a cloth, which he gently unfolded.
The cloth was yellowed and brittle, crumbling at the slightest touch.
Zhang Su carefully peeled back the cloth, revealing the manual inside.
The cover of the manual looked very old, the paper yellowed, and the edges worn, clearly having been read countless times.
There were no words on the cover.
Zhang Su turned to the first page.
When he saw the name on the first page of the manual, his pupils contracted sharply, and he was extremely shocked.
"The Limitless Sword Scripture, Explosive Sword Style."
Zhang Su stared intently at the manual.
The Limitless Sword Scripture.
It was the Limitless Sword Scripture again!
He had previously obtained the Ultimate Sword Style of the Limitless Sword Scripture in the Fire Melting Cave of the Guiyuan Sect.
He had personally verified the power of that sword technique.
Dugu Jian, a genius disciple of the Five Elements Sect, invincible in the Transformation Realm, died under the Ultimate Sword Style.
Ouyang Yin, an elder of the Hidden Sword Manor, a peak Dan Jin cultivator, who had nurtured his sword for thirty years, also died under the Extreme Sword Style.
The characteristic of the Extreme Sword Style can be summed up in one word: speed.
So fast that even if you see it, you can't block it.
So fast that even if you know you should dodge, your body can't keep up.
And now, the manual he holds in his hand is another part of the Limitless Sword Scripture.
The Exploding Sword Style!
Zhang Su obtained the Extreme Sword Style of the Limitless Sword Scripture in the Fire Melting Cave of the Guiyuan Sect, so he knew that the Limitless
Sword Scripture was currently incomplete. He didn't expect to obtain another part of the Limitless Sword Scripture now.
Zhang Su had already experienced the power of the Extreme Sword Style.
Dugu Jian and Ouyang Yin died under the Extreme Sword Style.
So the power of this Exploding Sword Style must also be extraordinary.
Zhang Su continued to flip through the pages.
The Exploding Sword Style didn't have much content, only a few pages.
But each page was densely written, the handwriting neat and vigorous.
Zhang Su quickly browsed through it and already had a general understanding in his mind.
Like the Extreme Sword Style, the Explosive Sword Style is a killing move from the Limitless Sword Scripture.
The Extreme Sword Style emphasizes speed, reaching its absolute limit.
The Explosive Sword Style emphasizes explosive power, detonating all internal energy in an instant and unleashing it in a single strike.
The power of this strike is terrifying.
Of course, the price is also high.
Like the Extreme Sword Style, the Explosive Sword Style also drains all internal energy from the body the moment the sword is thrown.
After one strike, there is no strength left.
It's either the enemy or yourself who dies.
Zhang Su closed the manual, an irrepressible excitement welling up within him.
With the Extreme Sword Style and the Explosive Sword Style combined, he now possessed two deadly moves from the Limitless Sword Manual.
Although he didn't yet know how many moves the complete Limitless Sword Manual had, these two moves alone were enough to elevate his strength to a new level.
"I want this sword technique!"
Zhang Su slowly said, directly putting the manual into his robes.
Ouyang Hong's eyes were fixed on Zhang Su's actions. Seeing the manual being taken into his robes, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
But he quickly composed himself.
"Young Master Zhang, so you agree to let Hidden Sword Manor go?"
Ouyang Hong's voice carried a hint of tension.
He had sacrificed so much just to secure a way out for Hidden Sword Manor.
Zhang Su was silent for a moment.
"Hidden Sword Manor, I can let it go."
Zhang Su slowly said.
A hint of joy appeared on Ouyang Hong's face.
But Zhang Su's next words froze his smile.
"However, you must end your own life!"
Zhang Su stared at Ouyang Hong.
Although this Ouyang Hong was crippled, he was of the same generation as Ouyang Yin, and his martial arts seemed quite strong.
To live for decades with crippled legs, and still be able to leap into the air with a single palm strike—this skill is at least at the Transformation Realm,
perhaps even higher.
Zhang Su couldn't let Ouyang Hong live.
Otherwise, it would likely cause many more troubles. "
If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring."
Zhang Su understood this principle.
Besides, Zhang Su didn't want the others in Hidden Sword Manor to know about the existence of the Limitless Sword Scripture.
The Extreme Sword Style was something he obtained from the Fire Melting Cave; within the Guiyuan Sect, only he and his master knew about it.
But the Explosive Sword Style was Ouyang Hong's secret. If Ouyang Hong lived, and one day he accidentally let it slip, it would cause unnecessary trouble.
Therefore, Ouyang Hong had to die!
Ouyang Hong fell silent.
The Hidden Martial Pavilion was so quiet that only the whistling of the night wind seeping in through the window cracks could be heard.
Moonlight shone on Ouyang Hong's face; his aged face showed no fear, no anger, only a deep weariness and relief.
"This old man will take my own life."
This decision was difficult for Ouyang Hong.
However, he had no choice.
This was the only way to preserve Hidden Sword Manor.
If he refused, Zhang Su would take action himself.
At that point, it was uncertain whether the people of Hidden Sword Manor would survive.
Ouyang Hong had lived to such an old age that he had long since seen through life and death.
However, he never expected to end his life this way.
After hiding in the Hidden Martial Pavilion for decades, barely clinging to life, he was still destined to die.
"I heard that some disciples of Hidden Sword Manor are in Medicine Valley—"
Zhang Su added.
Hidden Sword Manor and Medicine Valley had a close relationship, with a batch of disciples sent to Medicine Valley for cultivation every year.
Among these people, some had already become inner disciples of Medicine Valley, while others were still in the outer sect.
If they learned of the changes at Hidden Sword Manor, would they come seeking revenge?
Zhang Su was not afraid of revenge, but he also did not want to leave behind unnecessary trouble.
"Young Master Zhang, rest assured, I will leave a will to completely dispel the desire for revenge among the disciples of Hidden Sword Manor, and will not cause you any trouble." "
Moreover, Young Master Zhang can take a look at the contents of the will first."
Ouyang Hong immediately understood Zhang Su's concerns.
"Alright, then write your will."
Zhang Su found paper and pen in the Hidden Martial Pavilion and brought them to Ouyang Hong.
Ouyang Hong took the pen, his hand trembling slightly.
He pondered for a long time before beginning to write his will.
The will was short, only a few hundred words.
Ouyang Hong wrote slowly, each word carefully written.
After finishing, Ouyang Hong put down the pen and let out a long breath.
"Young Master Zhang, please take a look first."
Ouyang Hong handed the will to Zhang Su.
After carefully reading it, Zhang Su was very satisfied.
The will contained neither information about the Limitless Sword Scripture nor any inflammatory words.
"Good! I, Zhang, will keep my promise. After your death, this matter will end here!"
Zhang Su carefully put the will away and placed it in his pocket.
"Thank you, Young Hero Zhang."
Ouyang Hong took a deep breath.
A hint of relief flashed in his eyes.
He had long been weary of hiding in the Hidden Martial Arts Pavilion, facing those bookshelves and manuals every day.
Only a sliver of attachment remained—his attachment to the Hidden Sword Manor.
Now, that attachment was gone.
Ouyang Hong propped himself up with his hands and slowly climbed onto a chair.
It was the only chair in the Hidden Martial Arts Pavilion, placed against the wall, covered with a thin layer of dust.
He sat down, adjusting his posture to make himself more comfortable.
Then, he slowly raised his right palm.
Ouyang Hong closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then, he
slammed his palm into his head.
A muffled "smack" resounded.
Ouyang Hong's head snapped to the side, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Instantly, Ouyang Hong's breath ceased; he was clearly dead.
Zhang Su stared at Ouyang Hong. His keen senses clearly confirmed that Ouyang Hong was indeed dead, not feigned.
A martial artist possessing unparalleled swordsmanship but who had never mastered it in his lifetime was now dead in the Hidden Martial Pavilion.
Zhang Su stood there for a while, confirming that Ouyang Hong was truly dead, before shifting his gaze.
He was indeed prepared to keep his promise.
This matter should end here. In any case,
Hidden Sword Manor didn't have many experts left.
Ouyang Yin was dead, Ouyang Chuan was dead, Ouyang Jing was dead, and most of the dozens of Transformation Realm martial artists were dead.
The remaining ones were either Inner Realm or Outer Realm, and couldn't cause any trouble at all.
It was hard to say how long they could hold out, after all, Hidden Sword Manor also had hostile forces.
Previously, with Ouyang Yin, a peak Dan Jin martial artist, in charge, no one dared to act rashly.
Now that Ouyang Yin is dead, the strength of Cangjian Manor has plummeted.
Those hostile forces, upon learning of the changes at Cangjian Manor, will likely not let it go easily. Even
without Zhang Su's intervention, Cangjian Manor will slowly decline on its own. It
might even be swallowed up by other forces.
This is the way of the martial world.
Zhang Su ignored Ouyang Hong's corpse and turned to the bookshelves.
The Martial Arts Pavilion houses the martial arts manuals accumulated by Cangjian Manor over hundreds of years; since he had come, he wouldn't leave empty-handed.
Zhang Su immediately began browsing through various martial arts manuals in the pavilion.
He started from the first bookshelf, flipping through them one by one.
Cangjian Manor is famous for its swordsmanship; swordsmanship is their forte.
Seven or eight out of ten manuals on the shelves are swordsmanship.
The remaining two or three contain fist techniques, palm techniques, body techniques, and some miscellaneous skills.
Zhang Su flipped through them quickly.
He only needed to read them once to know how well a martial art suited him.
He took all the martial arts techniques with a compatibility rate of over 90%.
However, the quantity was small,
only ten.
Just two more than the Jiang family had acquired.
Zhang Su also collected some fast sword techniques.
This greatly increased the quantity.
Zhang Su found more than twenty fast sword techniques on the bookshelf, varying in rank, but all following the fast sword style.
Under the influence of the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique's divine intent, Zhang Su could quickly master these fast sword techniques to perfection, thus gaining compatibility points.
The divine intent of the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique itself is extreme speed.
Using the divine intent of the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique to cultivate fast sword techniques would be twice as effective.
Even if Zhang Su had enough compatibility points for now, he wouldn't complain about having too many.
Compatibility points were key to improving his martial arts, and the more the better.
Zhang Su packed these manuals, wrapped them in a cloth, and carried them on his back.
He then circled the martial arts pavilion again, making sure he hadn't missed anything of value.
He also went up to the second floor of the Hidden Martial Pavilion, where he found some miscellaneous notes and sword-forging insights from the Hidden Sword Manor, offering little help for martial arts cultivation.
Zhang Su didn't take any.
After looting the martial arts manuals within the pavilion, Zhang Su left.
Pushing open the door, the night wind rushed in, carrying a strong stench of blood.
The Hidden Sword Manor was littered with corpses.
One after another, bodies lay on the bluestone floor.
Zhang Su kept his promise and did not continue to pursue the people of the Hidden Sword Manor.
In a corner of the manor, he could vaguely see some figures trembling.
They stared intently at Zhang Su, afraid to utter a sound.
Zhang Su didn't look at them.
He strode away from the manor.
Behind him, a suppressed sob echoed from within the manor.
Zhang Su ignored it, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.
Five days later, Zhang Su returned to the Guiyuan Sect.
The Guiyuan Sect's gate remained unchanged.
A tall stone archway stood at the foot of the mountain, inscribed with the two large characters "Guiyuan" ( Return
to Origin), the characters powerful and vigorous. People came and went along the mountain path, many outer and inner disciples, as well as some stewards moving between the mountain gates.
Seeing Zhang Su return, several inner disciples who recognized him greeted him.
"Senior Brother Zhang is back?"
"Senior Brother Zhang, how was your trip down the mountain?"
"Senior Brother Zhang, your sword seems to be different?"
Zhang Su responded to each question without saying much more.
From his descent to his return, only half a month had passed.
But in those half-months, Zhang Su's gains were immense.
Not only did he obtain the Sword Nurturing Technique, enabling him to "nurture" divine intent and condense true martial intent,
but he also received an unexpected surprise: the Explosive Sword Style of the Limitless Sword Scripture.
Upon returning to his courtyard, Zhang Su closed the gate, went into his room, and sat cross-legged on the bed.
He took out the manual for the Explosive Sword Style from his robes and reviewed it again.
Then, he closed his eyes and focused his mind.
Zhang Su immediately checked the information on the Explosive Sword Style of the Wuji Sword Scripture.
"Explosive Sword Style of the Wuji Sword Scripture: Compatibility 100% (Beginner)"
The compatibility of the Explosive Sword Style was actually zero, just like the Extreme Sword Style.
Zhang Su used ten compatibility points to forcibly raise it to 100%.
During the five days of travel, Zhang Su hadn't had time to study the Explosive Sword Style, so he had only just begun to grasp it.
Now that he was back at the sect, he could finally study it properly.
Zhang Su reviewed the cultivation method of the Explosive Sword Style in his mind, comparing it with the Extreme Sword Style.
"The Extreme Sword Style can instantly drain the internal energy from the body, then unleash a sword strike with extreme speed,"
he thought silently.
"The Explosive Sword Style can also instantly drain internal energy, thus unleashing a terrifyingly powerful sword strike. It emphasizes explosive power, and its strength far surpasses the Twelve-Story Killing Sword."
The Twelve-Story Killing Sword was a peerless sword technique he had previously cultivated at the Guiyuan Sect, and its power was already considerable.
However, compared to the Explosive Sword Style, it was still significantly inferior.
Zhang Su compared the Extreme Sword Style and the Explosive Sword Style.
One emphasizes speed,
the other explosive power.
The Extreme Sword Style is so fast it leaves no time to react.
The Explosive Sword Style is so fierce it's unstoppable.
Each has its strengths and weaknesses, useful in different situations.
Unfortunately, Zhang Su cannot yet combine the two.
He can only use one style at a time.
He knows the reason:
his internal energy is insufficient to support both styles.
Both the Extreme Sword Style and the Explosive Sword Style drain all his internal energy in an instant.
If he wanted to unleash both styles consecutively, his current cultivation level simply couldn't.
The Limitless Sword Scripture is originally only usable by those at the Innate Realm.
Below the Innate Realm, being able to use it at all is considered extremely talented; one cannot ask for more.
"The most urgent task right now is cultivation. I need to achieve the Six Harmonies as soon as possible and break through to the Dan Jin realm!"
He secretly set this goal in his heart.
"And then there's the divine intent of the Light and Shadow Killing Sword. How long will it take for the nascent divine intent to completely transform into a true divine intent using the Sword Nourishing Technique?"
The nascent divine intent of the Light and Shadow Killing Sword has already been nurtured, but it's still too weak to be considered a true divine intent.
It needs to continue to be nurtured using the Sword Nourishing Technique, allowing it to slowly grow.
Once it grows to a certain level, it will become a true divine intent.
At that time, Zhang Su will have three kinds of divine intent.
The fusion of these three divine intents will further accelerate his progress in martial arts.
Zhang Su clearly understands that cultivation is fundamental, and divine intent is also very important at the moment.
Both require time.
Now that he's back at the mountain gate, he has time to cultivate, so he'll focus on quiet cultivation.
Therefore, Zhang Su stayed in the courtyard, focusing on quiet cultivation.
During the day, he cultivated his inner strength, attempting the Six Harmonies to achieve unity and break through to the Dan Jin realm.
At night, he practiced sword cultivation techniques, nurturing the nascent divine intent of the Light and Shadow Killing Sword.
In his spare time, he perused the secret manuals he brought back from Hidden Sword Manor, perfecting the martial arts with high compatibility, accumulating a compatibility value of
0. His days were fulfilling and peaceful.
Time flew by, and a month later,
a group of people arrived at the gates of the Guiyuan Sect.
This group consisted of about ten people, led by an elderly man with gray hair, wearing a blue
robe and a jade pendant at his waist, exuding an extraordinary air. Behind the old man were seven or eight young people, men and women, all wearing uniform moon-white robes embroidered with a medicine cauldron pattern.
This was the symbol of Medicine Valley.
Led by a master of the Acquired Realm, this group entered the Guiyuan Sect under the guise of exchange and a visit.
The Guiyuan Sect steward in charge of receiving them dared not neglect them and quickly led them to the main hall.
However, the people from Medicine Valley were not truly there for exchange, but to demand an explanation from the Guiyuan Sect.
Inside the main hall of the Guiyuan Sect,
the masters of the ten martial veins were all gathered.
Sect Leader Meng Shouzhen sat in the center, flanked by ten martial lineage masters.
Several inner sect deacons and elders also stood on either side of the hall.
Elder Zhou Jing of Medicine Valley sat in a guest seat, his face displeased.
"Elder Zhou, are you saying that Zhang Su, an inner disciple of my Guiyuan Sect, slaughtered the Hidden Sword Manor, even killing the Core Formation martial artist Ouyang Yin?"
A strange look appeared on Sect Leader Meng Shouzhen's face.
Elder Zhou Jing of Medicine Valley had arrived aggressively, demanding an explanation.
And it turned out to be related to Zhang Su?
But this was too absurd.
Ouyang Yin was a Core Formation martial artist!
Since when could a Transformation Realm martial artist defeat a Core Formation martial artist?
Although some top geniuses claimed to be comparable to Core Formation, a
Transformation Realm martial artist who could truly defeat a Core Formation martial artist was almost never seen.
Meng Shouzhen had led the Guiyuan Sect for decades and had seen countless geniuses.
But he had never seen a Transformation Realm martial artist kill a Core Formation martial artist.
Although Zhang Su was talented, he certainly wouldn't believe it if someone said Zhang Su could defeat a Core Formation cultivator with a Transformation Realm technique.
The ten martial arts masters in the hall also laughed.
They knew Ouyang Yin of Hidden Sword Manor was a peak Core Formation Realm martial artist.
While Zhang Su could kill Dugu Jian of the Five Elements Sect, to defeat Ouyang Yin, a peak Core Formation Realm martial artist, was a gross overestimation of Zhang Su.
"What, Sect Leader Meng, do you think I'm being unreasonable?"
Zhou Jing said coldly.
His gaze swept over everyone in the hall, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
"Elder Zhou, please calm down. Why don't we just call Zhang Su over and ask him?"
Meng Shouzhen waved his hand.
"Someone, summon Zhang Su."
"Yes, Sect Leader."
An inner sect steward quickly left the hall to fetch Zhang Su.
The hall fell silent.
Zhou Jing picked up his teacup and took a sip, his expression still not good.
Meng Shouzhen smiled and tried to smooth things over.
"Elder Zhou, although Zhang Su's combat strength is indeed astonishing, do you think it's possible for him to kill Ouyang Yin, a peak Dan Jin cultivator?"
Qu Zhengliu, the master of Bamboo Sword Peak, also spoke up, "It's most likely a misconception."
Tuoba Zangshu, the master of Thousand Machine Peak, nodded in agreement, "That's right. Even Shi Buyi, the prodigy of the Five Elements Sect, and your sect's prodigies, couldn't possibly defeat a Dan Jin expert while only at the Hua Jin level, could they?"
Everyone chimed in, agreeing that it was highly unlikely.
It wasn't that they didn't believe Zhang Su, but the gap between Hua Jin and Dan Jin was simply too vast.
The masters of the Ten Martial Veins knew Elder Zhou Jing of Medicine Valley, and they even had a good relationship.
Medicine Valley was a sect specializing in alchemy, and it maintained good relations with the Five Elements Sect and the Guiyuan Sect.
Medicine Valley excelled at alchemy, the Five Elements Sect excelled at combat, and the Guiyuan Sect was somewhere in between.
The three sects had coexisted in the martial world for many years, and although there was competition, they generally maintained a relationship of rivalry without outright conflict.
Zhou Jing's expression softened slightly, and he shook his head, saying, "Actually, I didn't quite believe it either, but many people from Hidden Sword Manor saw Zhang Su, so I had to believe it."
His voice carried a hint of helplessness.
When news of the massacre at Hidden Sword Manor reached Medicine Valley, his first reaction was also disbelief.
But the news came from multiple sources, and survivors of Hidden Sword Manor personally described the situation.
He had no choice but to believe it .
The others said no more.
Zhang Su reversing the severing of the Core Formation stage?
What a joke! Even
the most talented sects didn't possess such heaven-defying combat power.
Once Zhang Su arrived at the main hall, the truth would naturally come to light
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