Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 51 Strong
When Zhang Xiaofan said this, everyone present was shocked. At this moment, Faxiang could hardly believe what he was seeing and hearing.

Who would have thought that this seemingly humble and polite young man with striking features would have such an arrogant side?

Most importantly, his disciple actually dared to gamble with the reputation of an entire sect. I don't know whether to say that he was confident in his cultivation and Taoist skills or that he was arrogant.

However, looking into Zhang Xiaofan's clear eyes, Faxiang felt that the other party was more confident.

Fa Shan's thinking was simple. He felt that the fellow Daoist from Qingyun Sect in front of him was straightforward and unrestrained, and he had a good impression of him. Anyway, he didn't like Li Xun, who was always nagging.

Yan Hong was also startled. When she saw Lu Xueqi and the others standing behind Zhang Xiaofan, although she was also surprised, they did not stop him. Instead, they seemed to trust him, which made Yan Hong feel uneasy.

Li Xun was startled by Zhang Xiaofan. Seeing Zhang Xiaofan staring straight at him, he felt a little uneasy.

To say that he fears Zhang Xiaofan is an exaggeration. Li Xun is arrogant, but his talent is indeed remarkable; otherwise, he wouldn't have developed such an arrogant and disdainful attitude.

What truly frightened Li Xun, and even made him somewhat hesitant, was Zhang Xiaofan's bet: to wager the reputations of both sects. If he won, it would certainly bring glory to Fenxiang Valley.

But what if we lose?
If he loses, wouldn't that enhance the reputation of the Qingyun Sect? When he returns, wouldn't he be reprimanded or even punished by his master and elders? Perhaps he might even lose his chance to become the Valley Master altogether.

Thinking of this, Li Xun felt a little scared and snorted softly.

"I never imagined that the Qingyun Sect members would be like the demonic cultists, fond of violence and infighting."

Zhang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes, and a sharp sword aura erupted from his body, causing the Ink Snow Sword to be drawn directly from its sheath.

Like Tianyong City, Qingyun Sect was one of the taboos in Zhang Xiaofan's heart, and he would not allow others to desecrate it. He disliked words and had only learned one or two sword techniques, so he had to use his sword to speak instead of his mouth.

"Is that so? Then why don't I let this demonic sword in my hand witness the power of the Incense Jade Scroll of Incense Valley, and see if it still has the ability to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path?"

In Zhang Xiaofan's hands, the Ink Snow Sword seemed to be as beautiful as a poem or a painting, always carrying the artistic conception of ink painting, very beautiful and elegant, like a musician playing the elegant music of high mountains and flowing water.

In reality, it was simply because Zhang Xiaofan possessed profound cultivation and a pure, ethereal soul, that the killing intent within his sword was not apparent.

The Ink Snow Sword is a genuine divine weapon of the former Demonic Sect. Its sword aura is cold and vicious. It is one of the treasures that the Hehuan Sect painstakingly crafted after losing the Hehuan Bell.

"This sword, is it not the infamous sword Mo Xue from the Hehuan Sect of the Demonic Cult? I heard that your sect had taken it before, but I never expected to have the chance to see it today. Senior Brother Zhang's Taoist skills are truly profound."

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's forceful attitude, Fa Xiang had no choice but to step forward and speak up, as he couldn't let things continue like this.

If Zhang Xiaofan were to actually gamble with Li Xun, and Li Xun were to lose, things would likely turn out badly. In fact, given Li Xun's arrogance, he might cause a major incident.

If Zhang Xiaofan loses...

That's impossible. Putting aside Zhang Xiaofan's strength, even if Zhang Xiaofan were truly no match for him, if Lu Xueqi and the other disciples didn't intervene, the Dharma Image would definitely step in to stop the fight.

In any case, Faxiang would not stand by and watch Zhang Xiaofan lose, thus ruining the reputation of Qingyun Sect and incurring punishment.

To put it bluntly, Fenxiang Valley, Faxiang Temple, and Tianyin Temple are merely fellow believers; their relationship is not even as close as that of the pilgrims at the foot of Mount Sumeru.

Not only have Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple always stood together, but Zhang Xiaofan also had a great karmic connection with Tianyin Temple. Whether it was a matter of personal or spiritual ties, Faxiang had to help him.

Upon hearing this, Li Xun's expression changed slightly. He had heard of the fame of the Ink Snow Sword before; it was a divine weapon from the Nine Heavens, its power even surpassing his Nine Yang Ruler. Facing Zhang Xiaofan's gaze, Li Xun could only snort coldly, turning his head away from him. However, he was no longer as arrogant as before, and instead became somewhat more obedient.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan snorted and turned his gaze away from Li Xun, but seemingly unintentionally glanced at Yan Hong beside him.

As fellow disciples of the Incense Valley, Yan Hong may seem unassuming, but she is not to be underestimated; she might even be superior to Li Xun.

The way she looked at Tianya and Moxue just now was very strange. When Zhang Xiaofan drew his sword, Yan Hong was not surprised when she saw the Moxue sword and heard Faxiang mention it.

In the darkness, one could recognize Mo Xue simply by the hilt of her sword; Yan Hong's background must be quite extraordinary.

Incense Valley has always guarded the southern border, and it can be said to be adjacent to the western border where the Demonic Sect is located. Moreover, Incense Valley itself is not clean.

Among the three major righteous sects, Qingyun Sect has always been the pillar of the righteous path, and the main battlefield of several major battles between the righteous and the demonic forces has been located in the area of ​​Qingyun Mountain.

Tianyin Temple and Qingyun Sect are closely connected and share the responsibility of caring for all living beings. Although they may have flaws in their personal morality, they never lose sight of the greater good.

Only Fenxiang Valley, with its so-called merit of guarding the southern border, has entered the ranks of the leaders of the righteous path, but its style of doing things has always been mysterious and strange.

Zhang Xiaofan suppressed his thoughts and kept a watchful eye on things, but spoke calmly.

"Brother Faxiang, Sister Yan, shall we go down the mountain to rest first, so that you and your fellow disciples can freshen up? What do you say?"

"As Brother Zhang said."

Faxiang responded with a word of agreement, and Yan Hong, seeing that Li Xun remained silent, smiled and nodded at Zhang Xiaofan.

With that, the group flew on their swords toward a small hill thirty miles away from Kongsang Mountain, which was the place where Zhang Xiaofan and the others had stayed before.

Shortly after Zhang Xiaofan and the others descended the mountain, several streaks of light arrived at Mount Kongsang and found the place where Faxiang and the others had fought the vampire bats.

A strange flower emitted a faint light, illuminating the layer of bat carcasses piled on the ground, causing Biyao's delicate brows to furrow slightly.

Yu Ji then crouched down and gently picked up a vampire bat that wasn't quite dead yet.

Looking at the bat's blood-red mouth and sharp teeth, Youji didn't show much surprise. However, after feeling the wounds on the vampire bat, Youji's expression changed.

"This is the Great Brahma Prajna of Tianyin Temple!"

"The bald monk from Tianyin Temple?"

Upon hearing this, Biyao's expression hardened, a murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and her jade-like hands clenched tightly.

Seemingly sensing Biyao's thoughts, Youji dropped the vampire bat, gently patted Biyao's arm, and said softly.

"Biyao, don't worry, there will be a chance."

(End of this chapter)