Transmigration begins with archery training

Moreover, just like the entrance to the Sword Cave, there are obvious signs that someone has been here.

"I'm not lying to you!"

The skinny man quickly explained, "It's obvious someone took it!"

"Yes."

The hook-nosed man added, "You're too late!"

Chen Sanshi looked towards the corner of the secret room and said in a deep voice, "Since you are here, why hide? Why not come out and meet me!"

Along the way.

Whether it's the Sword Tomb, the entrance to the Sword Cave, or the Taiyin Soul-Slaying Sword just now, traces have been left behind.

In the end, they met at the edge of this secret realm.

"Right on my mind!"

A masked monk in a light blue robe emerged from the wall, holding a flying sword and blocking the exit of the secret chamber.

Chen Sanshi used his Qi Observation Technique to determine that the other party's cultivation level was roughly at the late Foundation Establishment stage, and that there was no Golden Core within his body.

"You two have arrived at just the right time."

The masked monk cupped his hands and said, "I need some help from you two."

"Oh?"

Chen Sanshi did not let his guard down just because the other party revealed the Foundation Establishment realm. The other party dared to show himself in front of two Golden Core cultivators, so he must have something to rely on. Moreover, he had gained the upper hand in the secret realm, and no one knew if he had obtained some trump card.

He did not act rashly: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you tell me?"

"I would like to ask you, fellow Daoist..."

The masked cultivator paused, then quickened his pace, saying, "Destroy the flying swords forged by the twelve Holy Sons of Sword Heart Valley, including those in your hands, and cause their souls to be scattered!"

Upon hearing this, the hook-nosed man and the skinny man flew into a rage, cursing, "What kind of beasts are you? We have no grudge against you, so why are you so vicious, wanting to annihilate our souls and condemn us to eternal damnation?!"

"Young man, kill this man! He's nothing but a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

"..."

"Quiet."

Chen Sanshi coldly rebuked them, and the two immediately shut up.

He looked at the masked monk and asked, "Why?"

"Moreover, I can only control the life and death of two sword spirits; I'm afraid I'm powerless to do anything about the rest."

"It's a long story, but in short, just do as I say."

The masked cultivator said, "As for the method, as long as you are willing to swear a great oath to the Heavenly Dao that you will never break your promise, I will naturally tell you."

Why do I have to do it?

Chen Sanshi asked expressionlessly, "What if I don't agree?"

"That……"

The masked monk sighed: "Let's die here together. I can do it."

Chen Sanshi could tell from the other party's tone that he was not only very confident, but also resolute.

Unfortunately, he wasn't easily intimidated. He said awkwardly, "This fellow Daoist is quite interesting. He says he wants our help, but his words seem to contain only threats, not sincerity in asking for a favor. If you continue to be so rude, don't blame me for ruining the harmony."

"It was my rudeness."

After a moment's hesitation, the masked cultivator took out a jade-green porcelain bottle from his robes and said, "I won't let you two help for nothing. If you agree to my conditions, I can give you half of the Heaven-Mending Stone Elixir I found here, and also tell you how to pull out the Taiyin Soul-Slaying Sword. What do you think of this sincerity?"

Chen Sanshi reached out and caught the porcelain bottle. After opening it, he used his divine sense to probe inside and found that it was indeed an extremely pure spiritual liquid, and the amount was very small, only about one-third of the bottle.

He probed, "You haven't said why you wanted to destroy the twelve flying swords, and why you don't do it yourself?"

"..."

The masked monk asked, "Is it absolutely necessary to tell me?"

"I absolutely have to say it."

Help is fine, but Chen Sanshi would never be willing to stay in the dark.

"Buzz!"

The masked cultivator took out a dark red crystal, within which churned a viscous, ink-like malevolent energy. At the core of the crystal, a soul could be vaguely seen.

This soul's main face resembled that of a young scholar, with blood-red demonic patterns spreading across its neck. A broken bone sword was embedded between its brows, and dark gold chains wrapped around the sword, with the ends of the chains extending into the golden runes on the inner wall of the crystal.

Under everyone's gaze, he suddenly revealed his scarlet vertical pupils, without making any other move. In an instant, endless extreme sword energy burst forth from within the narrow crystal.

"Boom boom boom!"

The crystal ball buzzed, drawing in the spiritual energy within the sealed chamber, causing it to surge like boiling water.

"Master, please!"

The hook-nosed man and the skinny man's spirits knelt heavily on the ground and began to kowtow uncontrollably. To express their sincerity, they deliberately used their magic to briefly condense into physical forms, smashing the bluestone slabs on the floor of the secret chamber to pieces!

"Master, please listen to our explanation. What happened back then wasn't what you think!"

"..."

Inside the crystal, the young scholar remained silent, simply watching the two remnant souls.

Clearly, he is the Valley Master of Sword Heart Valley!

"As you both have seen, it is not I who want to kill these sword spirits, but rather I am entrusted by the Valley Master."

The masked cultivator recounted leisurely: "Back then, when Sword Heart Valley was besieged, this Valley Master and his disciples were united in their hatred of the enemy and prepared to sacrifice themselves to forge the Taiyin Demon Sword, perishing together with the rest of the sect."

"But who would have thought that it was precisely the twelve holy sons most trusted by the Valley Master who betrayed him and tampered with the formation, causing all his efforts to fail and Sword Heart Valley to be wiped out."

"The Valley Master was trapped inside the Sword Cave, enduring hundreds of thousands of years of darkness and torment that was worse than death."

"During my exploration of the secret realm, I accidentally obtained the Soul-Suppressing Demon Pill. I extracted the Valley Master's soul and intend to take it away from this place to follow the Valley Master in cultivating the Sword Heart Valley's unique skills."

"In exchange, the senior hopes that I can destroy the twelve flying swords."

"But only cultivators above the Golden Core stage can do this. My cultivation is shallow, so I am asking for your help."

After the whole story was explained, some of Chen Sanshi's doubts were resolved.

No wonder...

The two sword spirits beside him, who were so afraid of seeing their master from the very beginning, turned out to be traitors from Sword Heart Valley.

As for the Soul-Suppressing Demon Pill in the other party's possession, it must be the one that is "one in ten thousand" as advertised in the Golden Toad Shop.

"Fellow Daoists, don't even think about trying to seize the Demon Orb!"

The masked monk emphasized, "I have already pledged allegiance to the Demon Orb, and that cannot be changed!"

"If you two insist on forcibly taking it, I can only ask the Valley Master to possess me."

"Although the Valley Master has been suppressed for many years, he was a true sword immortal back then. If the two of you were to fight, I'm afraid he wouldn't have much of a chance of surviving."

"And I, naturally, will also be possessed."

"So, whether to make money through harmony or to perish together, I hope you two fellow Daoists will think it through carefully."

"Your Excellency has great spirit."

Chen Sanshi knew that he had no affinity with this demon pill, so he naturally wouldn't force it.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly amplified the power of the Soul-Sealing Sword Sheath to its maximum, directly annihilating the sword spirit, and at the same time gave the other party his answer: "I have always preferred to make money peacefully."

"No...no, Master, please let me explain!"

The remaining hook-nosed creature tried to struggle, but was also killed by the blind woman who controlled the scabbard.