The saint starts out by traveling around the world with a group of elves.

The Shadow-Splitting Sword is a basic sword technique from Tianjian Mountain. When practiced to perfection, it can produce tens of millions of unpredictable sword shadows that cover the sky and the earth, with great momentum and power!

The methods of the cultivators in the Tiangu Realm can basically correspond to weapons, which are roughly divided into the mortal level, spiritual level, magic level, treasure level and Tao level.

The Shadow-Splitting Sword is considered a top-grade sword technique among all spiritual-level sword techniques, so An Xue even retained some strength, fearing that she might accidentally hurt Xilin in front of her.

But looking at the eerie sword shadow that cut off everything in front of her, as well as the horrifying illusion that accompanied the sword shadow, and looking at the countless twisted and hideous evil spirits rushing towards her with monstrous murderous aura and killing intent, An Xue had already given up thinking.

She is a pitiful girl of 14 years old. Although she has been praised as a genius by her master more than once, she only has one move, the Shadow Sword, that is good enough for her.

No, what is this?

Is this what a 14-year-old cultivator in the early stage of foundation building should face? Her purple sword was instantly shattered into slag! !

In fact, it was not just An Xue, but Mu Feng behind him also had the same feeling. In a nutshell, it could be summed up in one sentence.

A great departure from the world!

Chu Yi couldn't help laughing. In fact, this sword was not as scary as he had imagined. Whether it was the huge sword shadow or the ferocious evil spirit rushing towards him, they were all just an illusion.

But the prerequisite is that you must be able to see through it. If you can't see through it, everything in the universe is real, and this sword is almost unsolvable.

Obviously, although Xilin had just learned the basics of 'Senluo Duanmie', this was, after all, the lifelong skill of an Immortal Emperor. It was obviously unrealistic for the fledgling An Xue and Mu Feng to see through this move.

So Chu Yi waved his hand, and the illusion disappeared. An Xue and Mu Feng felt like they had survived a calamity. Their legs felt weak and they wanted to sit down on the ground, but they finally stood still with their perseverance. This made Chu Yi's eyes more appreciative.

Xilin seemed to realize that she had exerted too much force, and quickly flew to An Xue and the others. A soft silver-white star power flashed slightly, and An Xue and Mu Feng returned to normal.

But when the brothers and sisters looked at Xilin, there was still some lingering fear in their eyes.

Who could have thought that such a cute little guy could almost scare the two of them to death with just one sword!

"I'm sorry about An Xue and Mu Feng!"

The little guy apologized politely. They had agreed on a friendly exchange, but in the end he almost made his fellow brothers and sisters go to the King of Hell to play Three Kingdoms. It was necessary to apologize. Xilin was a very polite elf.

"It's okay, it's our fault that we are not well-trained. Sorry for the embarrassment!"

"Yes, Xilin, this has nothing to do with you!"

But Mu Feng and An Xue obviously didn't think so. It was really embarrassing that they couldn't take even one move. They used to be a little arrogant and thought that their identity as disciples of Tianjian Mountain was so great. Only today did they realize that there are always people better than you.

In a sense, Xilin's sword move was a good thing.

Of course, Mu Feng was indeed extremely ashamed, but An Xue, who was only 14 years old, not only felt ashamed, but also had an uncontrollable look of heartache in her eyes.

Her poor purple sword shattered into pieces was not an illusion. You have to know that this sword was a reward she had begged her master for a long time. She treated it as her own child and treasured it very much.

Of course, although she felt heartbroken, there was no resentment in An Xue's eyes. A sword cultivator does not just mean a cultivator who wields a sword. Anyone who is qualified to be called a sword cultivator must at least have a clear distinction between love and hate.

An Xue knew that she was not very skilled in the art, so she couldn't blame others.

The little girl bent down to pick up the fragments of the purple sword on the ground. It was just a thought after all. Xilin felt a little embarrassed, and then looked at Chu Yi who was walking aside.

It was indeed Sword Saint Silin's fault, but unfortunately, star power was not omnipotent. However, there was no need to panic after making a mess, because the deputy elder of the elves was an omnipotent being in the eyes of Sword Saint Silin!

"Chu Yi~!"

The little fellow knew very well the attitude required when asking for help, so he put away his sword and threw himself directly into the arms of the deputy elder, starting to whine and act coquettishly, which made Elder Fu Fu, who was standing by, burst out laughing.

No matter how much time has passed, whenever the little guy encounters a problem, it seems that he can only think of one solution.

But you know what, this method is guaranteed to always work.

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

Chu Yi poked the little guy's delicate face in amusement, but what Elder Fu Fu thought in his heart was the truth. Unless he wanted to keep the surprise, the little guy's method of acting like a spoiled child was indeed a bug comparable to a wishing machine.

"Senior! I don't blame Xilin, really!"

An Xue stood in front of Chu Yi somewhat stiffly. She was not stupid. Although she had previously guessed that Chu Yi was a Nascent Soul cultivator, could the sword move that Xilin had just made really be taught by a Nascent Soul cultivator?

An Xue found it unlikely. After all, her master, True Man Qingyou, was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and there was no guarantee that he would be able to teach her such an earth-shattering move.

Therefore, An Xue boldly guessed that even if Chu Yi in front of her was not a Jindan cultivator, he was at least a terrifying existence at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection level!

It was normal for her, a young cultivator in the early stages of foundation building, to be a little reserved.

"I know, but it doesn't matter. I am a swordsmith."

Chu Yi smiled slightly, without any movement, the remnants of the purple sword scattered on the ground and the fragments picked up by An Xue as a souvenir flew in front of Chu Yi.

The white flame flashed and disappeared, and a purple sword that was intact and at the level of a top-grade spiritual weapon flew back into An Xue's hands.

The smart little girl in front of him blinked her eyes, looked at the purple sword in her hand which was obviously much stronger, and couldn't understand what had just happened.

Was there just half a second?

Is the swordsmith described by this senior different from the one I know?

"Thank you for the sword, senior!"

At the critical moment, Mu Feng coughed lightly, and An Xue hurriedly bowed to thank him. She did not ask Chu Yi how he did all this. He knew the limits, knew when to advance and retreat, and should not ask about things that he should not ask about. This was the principle that their master, True Man Qingyou, had taught him.

"You guys continue. Don't worry, Xilin won't use that sword move again."

Chu Yi nodded. Although he could directly upgrade An Xue's Purple Light Sword to a fairy weapon, or even a higher level in just a thought, it was obviously not necessary.

A top-grade spiritual weapon is enough. Everything has a limit, and too much is as bad as too little.

Xilin flew out of Chu Yi's arms in a flash, and patted her chest, promising that what followed would be a friendly exchange and that she would not send An Xue and Mu Feng to the gates of hell.

The skeptical brother and sister finally agreed to compete, but this time they chose to fight side by side, feeding their so-called arrogance to Xiao Hei who was far away.

Chu Yi lay back on the bamboo chair, enjoying the massage from Elder Fu Fu, while hugging his goddess and guiding the sparring of the little ones such as Wu Xinrou and Guy.

But a ray of attention was directed towards Qingzhou City, far away in Beizhou.

Can the bottomless stagnant water of the Tiangu Realm be turned upside down by the fourth natural disaster?

Chu Yi was looking forward to this very much.