If I become a saint, a celestial official will summon me to raise horses.

Chapter 78 Two Leaves Decide the Victory!
The outer gate of Tai Xuan Gate, in front of the south city gate.

"Sword Master Fudao, if you do not appear within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then I will carve two more words on the Heaven-Mending Platform!"

Han Ming's voice rang out, loud as thunder, echoing between heaven and earth for a long time.

His words sparked a flurry of discussion among the cultivators. Although the disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect frowned, they dared not insult him, after all, he had been polite before resorting to force.

After eagerly awaiting the arrival of a month, the Sword Master Fudao did not come, leaving even the disciples of the Taixuan Sect somewhat disappointed.

Zuo Lin on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he felt that Han Ming was no match for Fu Dao Sword Master, but after spending a month together, he really didn't want anything to happen to Han Ming.

Zuo Yijian looked into the distance, his intuition telling him that the Sword Master Fudao would surely come.

The noise in the city grew louder and louder.

On the gourd-shaped magical artifact, Jiang Qiong whispered, "Could it be that the Sword Master Fudao is truly the sect leader?"

“It’s possible. Although Han Ming isn’t much stronger than Chu Xian, if the Sword Master Fudao wants to defeat him, he will have to reveal his true form, so he doesn’t dare to show himself,” Hu Mo pondered.

"If the Sword Master Fudao is truly the sect leader, then things will get interesting; it will be seen as a self-directed and self-acted drama..."

His expression was mocking, and his tone was disdainful.

The gourd beneath their feet emitted a faint glow, and a restrictive force isolated them from the surrounding space.

Just as Jiang Qiong was about to say more, a powerful sword intent suddenly erupted from the south gate, followed by an unimaginable pressure coming from the south.

She suddenly looked up and saw that Hu Mo next to her was doing the same.

In front of the South Gate.

Han Ming picked up the sword box and stepped forward a hundred feet. He planted the sword box on the ground, its bottom sinking into the soil. The sword box opened, and two precious swords sprang out to the sides.

His right hand rested on the top of the sword case, and a vast sword intent erupted from his body, startling all the spectators.

Before most people could even follow his figure, a sword aura rushed from the ends of the earth, overwhelming the mountains and forests with unstoppable force.

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy struck Han Ming's vast sword intent.

Han Ming's sword energy formed a blue light curtain, nearly two hundred feet high, which was incredibly spectacular. When it collided with the mysterious sword energy, his blue sword energy was torn apart, as if it was instantly shattered.

He stared wide-eyed, looked up, and saw a leaf reflected in his pupils.

boom--

The leaves swept forcefully over his head, making his black hair flutter and causing him to stagger back two steps.

The expressions of all the cultivators on the city wall changed drastically. Zuo Yijian subconsciously raised his arm to protect his son, and he vaguely saw what was hidden within the sword energy.

Another roar resounded, and the city wall trembled violently, but it did not collapse.

After the violent sword energy dissipated like a strong wind, a leaf appeared on the city wall, embedded in the wall, surrounded by spider web-like cracks.

Han Ming steadied himself, stepped forward again, drew two swords from the sword box, and looked up into the distance.

Leaves fluttered by, and a fierce wind howled from the ends of the earth, threatening to uproot everything in its path.

Han Ming remained unmoved, pulling his robes back to accentuate his strong physique.

He stared intently at the horizon, as if facing a formidable enemy. The cultivators watching from all directions, as well as those within the Tai Xuan Sect, all held their breath and focused their attention.

The Sword Master of the Dao has arrived!

……

"Wow! Master, you're amazing! What kind of swordsmanship is that? I want to learn it!"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, An Hao jumped up excitedly.

Gu An picked up the leaf from An Xin's hand, startling An Xin into looking up at him.

"I'm using the sword technique I taught you before. Once you've mastered it, you'll be able to do it like me. However, true mastery of the sword is about returning to simplicity. You don't need such a grand display, but you can still possess an unstoppable force."

Gu An said softly, then threw out the reassuring leaf.

An Hao and the other man followed the leaf closely. The leaf floated gently for ten steps before suddenly accelerating, flashing past like a bolt of lightning.

This time, the leaf didn't create the deafening roar it had before; it looked ordinary, except for its rapid movement.

An Hao chuckled and said, "I like big commotion, it's intimidating!"

Gu An placed his hands on their shoulders and vanished from the spot with them.

More than 15,000 li away, in front of the south gate of the outer gate of Tai Xuan Gate.

Han Ming held two swords, ready for battle.

The world is silent!

Everyone was waiting for the next move from the Sword Master Fudao!
suddenly!

Han Ming's pupils suddenly contracted. He immediately released the two swords in his hands and began to cast a spell. The remaining sword in the sword box was drawn, and the three swords circled around him. As he pointed forward with his right hand, the three swords immediately raised their tips and charged forward.

The three swords intertwined and circled, unleashing terrifying sword energy that transformed into three long sword energy dragons that surged forward, whipping up trees along the way, raising dust, and causing the earth and mountains to tremble. Cultivators in the sky were all thrown out, creating an incredibly spectacular scene.

A cold light swept in from the ends of the earth; it was a leaf wreathed in sword energy.

coming!

Han Ming stared intently at the leaves on the horizon. This leaf didn't have the same oppressive feeling as the previous one, but his intuition told him that this time it was even more dangerous!

The leaf suddenly accelerated!
It transformed into a streak of cold light, forcefully dispersing Han Ming's sword energy. The three swords were directly flung away, and before they could stop, the leaves had already reached Han Ming.

So fast!

Damn!

Han Ming was shocked and instinctively pushed out with his palm. His robes burst out with golden light, actually condensing into a golden bell shadow.

boom!
The leaf shattered the golden bell's reflection and pierced Han Ming's right shoulder. The immense force was so great that he couldn't resist at all. His body was pulled away, and the ground beneath his feet shattered.

Han Ming stumbled and crashed into the city wall, cracking the wall behind him, but it did not cause the wall to collapse.

The reason it didn't collapse wasn't because the city wall was particularly sturdy, but because Gu An deliberately controlled it. Han Ming was hung on the city wall, spitting blood from his mouth, his head hanging low, as if he were dead.

"Master..."

Zuo Lin, clinging to the swaying city wall, shouted anxiously.

Countless cultivators gasped in astonishment. The mighty Great Yu Sword Madman was actually defeated by the Dao-Supporting Sword Venerable with just two leaves?

How big is that difference?

"Flying Leaf Sword Immortal! The Dao-Supporting Sword Venerable is the Flying Leaf Sword Immortal!" a Tai Xuan Sect disciple shouted excitedly.

Without him needing to point it out, all the spectators had already figured it out.

On the gourd-shaped magical artifact, Hu Mo opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

Ye Lan gazed at the lingering sword energy on the horizon, her eyes filled with envy.

What level of cultivation is required to possess such near-godlike power?
Shen Zhen swept over the city wall and landed on the ground. She quickly took out paper and pen and began to draw the picture of Han Ming hanging on the city wall.

……

Under the blue sky, nestled among the mountains, a small town sits beside a large lake.

"If anyone asks you, don't mention me. Just say you're kids from this town."

Gu An transmitted his voice, and An Hao and An Xin landed. They subconsciously turned around, but Gu An was no longer in sight.

At this moment, they were in an alley, with moss growing on the earthen walls on both sides.

Just as An Xin was about to speak, An Hao covered her mouth and said, "Little sister, let's go catch frogs."

He gave An Xin a look, and only let go of her hand after she nodded.

Then, the two walked out of the alley one after the other. They were drawn to the bustling street and smiles involuntarily appeared on their faces.

After all, they are still children.

the other side.

After removing his mask and changing into a blue Taoist robe, Gu An stepped into an inn.

Having finally managed to get out of the city, he was prepared to enjoy the scenery.

He went up to the second floor of the inn, sat down at a table by the window, ordered the waiter to bring the inn's signature dishes and wine, and then looked out at the street.

There were various vendors hawking their wares on both sides of the street, as well as some wandering travelers. Gu An even sensed the aura of cultivators, though there weren't many of them.

The diners in the inn were talking about the grudges and feuds of chivalrous heroes, which gave Gu An the feeling of traveling back in time.

Before the food and wine were even served, Gu An sensed a powerful divine sense sweeping across the town.

Sure enough, someone came after us!
That divine sense vanished in an instant and never reappeared.

Gu An wasn't in a hurry; he planned to relax properly today.

After the food and wine were served, he began to drink alone, admiring the bustling, ancient streets below the window.

Sunset and moonrise.

Even after nightfall, the town remains lively, with red lanterns hanging from the buildings and small rivers flowing through it, shimmering with a soft glow.

Gu An arrived at a stone bridge, his eyebrows slightly raised.

He sensed a wisp of demonic energy creeping into the town.

It's not too strong, only at the level of a second-tier demon, equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Gu An had planned to return to Tai Xuan Sect early the next morning to enjoy the praise of victory, so he wasn't in a hurry and wanted to see what the demon was up to.

There are no cultivators in this town on the surface, yet the second-tier demons are acting so cautiously. Could there be a special reason?

Gu An slowly walked towards the direction of the demonic aura.

As he passed a courtyard, a voice called out to him.

"Junior Brother Gu!"

The voice was old, carrying emotions of surprise and hesitation.

Gu An turned his head and saw an old man looking at him in a courtyard.

The old man had white hair and a hunched back; he looked to be in his seventies or eighties.

Gu An frowned, then suddenly remembered something and asked hesitantly, "Senior Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Chunqiu!
It had been so long since Gu An had seen Zhang Chunqiu that he had almost forgotten Zhang Chunqiu's presence, and Zhang Chunqiu's appearance and figure had changed drastically.

The old man hurriedly came out, excitedly saying, "It really is you! I felt like the person on the bridge looked like you when I was upstairs. I didn't expect it to be you! Junior Brother Gu, what brings you here? Did you become an outer disciple and go out on a mission?"

Gu An nodded and said, "Pretty much. Senior brother, what are you doing here?"

This is too coincidental, right?

Zhang Chunqiu laughed and said, "This town is the most prosperous town near the Tai Xuan Sect. I plan to retire here."

That makes sense.

Gu An chose to come here because it's a popular and safe place.

Zhang Chunqiu grabbed Gu An's wrist and said with a smile, "Come in and let's chat. You're not in a hurry, are you?"

"No rush, no rush."

Gu An replied that he could sense that there was no one else in the courtyard, and he really wanted to ask where Xiao Lian was.

He had previously overheard Zhang Chunqiu talking to himself and knew that Zhang Chunqiu had come down the mountain for a girl named Xiaolian.

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