Cold Clouds

After a few weeks, the Yunjian Sect's annual Sword Contest was about to begin.

At this time, the Yunjian Sect will become a gathering place for countless sword cultivators. The Yunjian Sect's own sword cultivators will not participate. In addition, many sword cultivators from all over the world will come here to compete with each other. In the past few sessions, there were even people from evil cults who came to test their swords. The one who wins the first place among all the sword cultivators can receive a sword-asking order. With this order, he can challenge anyone in the Yunjian Sect. With the permission of the Heavenly Dao, the challenged person cannot refuse, but he is also protected by the Heavenly Dao and will not die. If both parties in the challenge perform well, they can be protected by the Heavenly Dao.

When asking for the sword, neither party can use any means other than sword and physical skills, but spells related to sword and physical skills can be used.

"Father, why don't you let me go?" Tang Lan stood in front of Tang Zhen, looking confused and angry. She glanced at Lu Miyi with some disdain, "Why let this guy go to the Sword Questioning Conference!? If I were the person I am now, I would definitely be able to wash away the shame."

"Son," Tang Zhen smiled, "you should conserve your energy and wait for the upcoming event."

Tang Lan reacted immediately, smiling happily: "I see, let him fight first to paralyze the enemy, let them think that Lingxia Sect's strength is just so so, then when the Tianli Mountain Secret Realm is opened, let me make a splash, I understand!"

Looking at Tang Lan who left with a happy expression, Tang Zhen frowned and said "tsk". Why did his son seem not to be very smart?

Forget it, let’s ignore him for now.

Tang Zhen turned to look at Lu Yiyi and sneered: "Then let me see your current strength."

......

"Let's go right here. This is the guy we're fighting against. Remember, only use swords and physical skills." Tang Zhen brought Lu Miyi to a volcano. Standing at the crater, Tang Zhen pointed at a huge turtle-shaped sleeping monster half-sunken in the volcanic lake. "Go."

Lu Yiyi stared at the monster with cloudy and lifeless eyes. The next moment, he drew the long sword from his waist, and the whole person turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the monster like an arrow.

“Come on, let me see what this Rock God Turtle, which has one of the best defenses among the demon beasts in the God Transformation Stage, will do under your attack…” Tang Zhen narrowed his eyes with a smile on his lips.

"Kill!" A dark light flashed in Lu Yi's eyes, and a layer of runes instantly covered his body. He chopped down the Rock God Turtle with a sword purely with his flesh and blood.

The Rock God Turtle raised his eyelids and glanced at Lu Yiyi, then closed them again.

A golden sound was heard, and Tang Zhen used his spiritual power to look at the place where Lu Yiyi had split the shell. Only a small crack appeared, but the opponent was a Rock God Turtle. To be able to achieve this with one strike was considered good for an ordinary God Transformation cultivator. To be able to cause effective damage to the Rock God Turtle, one must be at least in the late stage of God Transformation.

However, the Rock God Turtle has a docile temperament and generally does not riot, so it is fine to leave it alone. In recent years, this Rock God Turtle has even become a popular attraction in the village at the foot of the mountain. It also greets people and has become like the mountain god here.

"Okay, let's go back." Tang Zhen stopped Lu Yi from swinging his sword continuously. It would be bad if the Rock God Turtle went riot. This old turtle has been here for almost two hundred years. It is estimated that it believes in Shintoism. The power of two hundred years of faith is no joke when it goes riot.

Lu Yiyi restrained his breath and followed Tang Zhen away like a walking corpse.

"Hehehe, this is really big news..." A skinny man came out from a crack in the stone nearby, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. He turned his head at a weird angle and looked at the backs of Tang Zhen and Lu Yiyi. "That's not the power that a decent person should have."

"Ah, have we been discovered?" The skinny man turned around and stared at the Rock God Turtle. "Hehehe, I am not brave enough to fight against you, the Turtle God."

A black aura emanated from the skinny man and drifted away. In an instant, his entire body fell to the ground with a sound of rotting flesh. His eyes were dull and lifeless, and he had already lost his life.

......

"Oh my, this is really interesting." In a mountain in the north of the seven major sects of the cult alliance headquarters, the leader of the alliance, "Tiantian Ghost" Zheng Xian, retracted his evil spirit and sat on the bone throne and laughed, "I am gradually getting used to sitting on this throne that hurts my butt..."

"By the way, is the Yunjian Sect going to hold a sword-asking contest? I'll go and join in, just for some fun." Zheng Xian stood up, clapped his hands and called someone over, "Lu Si, help me prepare the disguise pills."

"Yes," Lu Si saluted, "Thanks to your Excellency, the headquarters has been moved here. The decent people are probably still wandering around in the south, right?"

"Ah, by the way, has a group of forces suddenly emerged in the south recently? Let the Ten Thousand Ghosts Hall deal with it," Zheng Xian stretched lazily and said, "I am really looking forward to the Sword Questioning Conference."

......

"Tomorrow is the Sword Questioning Conference, right? It's an annual event..." Lin Xiaoxiao lay on the recliner, reached out to take a fruit on the table next to her and took a bite, and threw one to Song Hanyun, "This is my first time seeing it, and I'm sitting on the highest platform as the organizer."

Song Hanyun took the fruit and said, "Ah, it's not a big deal. Every year, the top few are always the same people, such as the Flash Swordsman, the Shadowless Swordsman, the Ronin Sword, etc. It's always these guys."

"It was okay in the past few sessions. A few cult members came and entertained everyone," Song Hanyun recalled while eating fruit. "There was also someone who claimed to be the messenger of the Black King. I remember his name was Qian Luan? He ran away pretty fast, so we didn't catch him for research."

Research? What on earth are you guys going to do... Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at Song Hanyun, then thought about it carefully.

Qian Luan? Sounds so familiar... Lin Xiaoxiao swallowed the last bite of the fruit. Eh, isn't this guy one of my most evil subordinates? I remember he cut off Song Hanyun's left hand. He's pretty powerful. He almost won against the Destiny Child.

He is known as the cult's sword maniac, and is known as the left and right protectors together with Shen Qiufan, another capable general under the evil Lin Xiaoxiao.

Yes, it was Shen Qiufan who Lin Xiaoxiao defeated in the previous competition. Both he and Qian Luan were people who pursued power extremely. In the original book, Shen Qiufan was demonized by the dark power of Lin Xiaoxiao after he came into contact with the blackened Lin Xiaoxiao, and then swore to be a vassal of Lin Xiaoxiao after losing the duel. Qian Luan also swore to be a vassal of Lin Xiaoxiao for the same reason, but Lin Xiaoxiao is not blackened now, so Qian Luan has the opportunity to participate in this conference, and Shen Qiufan can continue to stay safely in Fengyu Tower.

However, there are still some differences between the two. That is, Qian Luan, the demon cultivator, has basically never killed anyone. This is not because he is an anti-hero, but because he basically stays in the mountains. The few times he went out were probably the Sword Questioning Conference.

"I should go practice." Song Hanyun stretched and looked at Lin Xiaoxiao, "Ah, Xiaoxiao, the master said that you will be on stage to give a speech tomorrow."

“Is that so…” Lin Xiaoxiao took a sip of tea and choked, “What is that!?”

Song Hanyun has disappeared.

Lin Xiaoxiao frowned slightly. She had no experience at all...

At this time, Song Hanyun was leaning against a tree with his hand on his chest, his face slightly red.

"Good! I can now communicate without any expression! Keep up the good work!" Song Hanyun encouraged himself and walked towards the training place.

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"Sword Contest..." A man in black stood on a hill of monster corpses, holding a slender black sword. "As the messenger of Lord Black King, I, Qian Luan, will not give up!"

"Wait for it, Yunjian Sect. I'm back."

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The next day, at the Yunjian Sect.

"Ah, hello." Lin Xiaoxiao almost laughed out loud when she saw Qian Luan being escorted to her.

He was almost caught last time, how did this guy think he could get in without any disguise?

Although there was still an hour before the start, many people had already arrived. Lin Xiaoxiao looked at someone she had always cared about - Lu Yiyi, who looked half-dead.

"Listen carefully," Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Qian Luan again and pointed at Lu Yiyi, "If you promise me that you will challenge that guy at the conference, I will let you participate in the competition."

"Okay." Qian Luan agreed readily.

Well, as expected, this kid just simply likes fighting.

Okay, let me take a look next... Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Tang Zhen, if Lu Wen is right, then my death is approaching, right?

Tang Zhen, what have you done this time? It's really exciting...