Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Seeing this, the man in blue also drew his longsword, coldly stared at Liu Chuxuan, and snorted, saying, "You claim to have no ill intentions, yet you've drawn your sword to confront me first! How can I trust you?!"

"It seems you'd better come back to our mountain gate today and explain yourselves, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

Immediately afterwards, tensions rose between the two sides, neither willing to back down, and it looked like they were about to come to blows.

However, at that moment, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the air, and then a blood-covered figure flew over Liu Chuxuan's head!

While the person was still in the air, he had already slashed out with his sword!

With a flash of sharp sword energy, the longsword in the man in blue's hand was instantly broken in two! Immediately afterwards, a crack three fingers deep appeared on the ground!

The man in blue turned pale instantly and looked down in horror, only to find that the tips of both of his shoes had been cleanly cut off along with the crack in the ground!

Duan Zhengchun slowly landed between the two groups of people, his broken sword already sheathed, and calmly looked at the terrified man in blue.

Everyone present was stunned! They stared at Duan Zhengchun in disbelief, speechless for a moment. They hadn't even seen how Duan Zhengchun had made that sword strike!

If that sword strike hadn't been aimed at the sword in the man in blue's hand, but rather at the man in blue himself, he would probably have been cleaved in two by now.

At the same time, Cui Zhifang also arrived with several other disciples, leading Duan Zhengchun's white horse.

"Wow!"

With Cui Zhifang's appearance, the crowd finally came to their senses and let out an uncontrollable gasp of amazement, including the companions behind the man in blue.

"you..."

"Who are you?!"

The woman in green looked at the sword in her hand, which was now only half intact, and then looked up blankly at Duan Zhengchun.

His back was already soaked with sweat, and he looked dumbfounded, almost like a fool.

"That's a question I should be asking you! Who are you?! Why are you blocking my way?!"

Duan Zhengchun gave the man in blue and his companions a cold look, his voice icy cold.

Upon hearing this, the people standing behind the man in blue all sheathed their swords. However, some of them seemed to be in such a panic that their swords fell to the ground with a clatter, not sheathed.

Seeing that Duan Zhengchun had stunned everyone on the other side with a single sword strike, the Quanzhen Sect disciples couldn't help but laugh out loud, their faces full of pride.

Even Liu Chuxuan couldn't help but swallow hard, and with lingering shock, he turned to look at Sun Bu'er. No one could say a word.

Duan Zhengchun's sword strike just now also shocked them! Even when they were at their peak, they couldn't unleash such a fierce move!

"What superb swordsmanship!"

Just then, a loud voice suddenly came from afar, and then a middle-aged man dressed in blue robes and carrying a long sword was seen leaping over and landing steadily next to the man in blue robes.

"I've met Uncle Master!"

Upon seeing the middle-aged man appear, the group of disciples in blue robes immediately bowed in respect.

"It seems you're someone who can make decisions!"

Duan Zhengchun looked the middle-aged man up and down, said something indifferently, and his face remained expressionless.

"I am Qin Mohan from the Kunlun Sect. It was all a misunderstanding. I hope you will all forgive me."

The middle-aged man clasped his hands in a salute, his gaze sweeping over the faces of Duan Zhengchun and the others, before greeting them with a smile.

"Liu Chuxuan of the Quanzhen Sect in the Central Plains!"

"Sun Bu'er of the Quanzhen Sect in the Central Plains!"

Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er also politely clasped their hands in a salute and introduced themselves.

"So you are Changshengzi and Sun Xiangu, two of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, who are famous throughout the martial arts world. It's an honor to meet you!"

Qin Mohan clasped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"We have long heard of the great name of the Kunlun Sect in the Western Regions. We never expected that we would accidentally trespass into the territory of the Kunlun Sect today."

"Please forgive me!"

Liu Chuxuan clasped his hands in a fist salute and explained with a hint of apology.

"As Mr. Qin just said, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Qin Mohan waved his hand repeatedly, still smiling.

"Your swordsmanship looks quite good."

Duan Zhengchun ignored the polite exchanges between the three and looked at the long sword on Qin Mohan's back, saying something indifferently.

"Oh? How did you come to this conclusion, young hero?"

Qin Mohan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly became interested and looked curious.

"I saw your sword intent in your sword."

"But it's just not bad, not particularly brilliant."

Duan Zhengchun said casually, then looked away. Because of those Kunlun Sect disciples, he didn't have a good impression of Qin Mohan either.

Upon hearing this, the people around were all stunned for a moment, their expressions varying.

The group of disciples in blue robes were all unwilling, but they had already witnessed Duan Zhengchun's swordsmanship, so even if they were unconvinced, none of them dared to utter a sound.

Liu Chuxuan and the others couldn't help but look embarrassed, not expecting Duan Zhengchun to speak so bluntly and without any mercy.

Qin Mohan was taken aback at first, and then looked at Duan Zhengchun in surprise. He did not expect that Duan Zhengchun, at such a young age, could see the sword intent contained in his sword with just one glance!

How can this be? !

If it were him, he would never be able to do it, because he still cannot see the depth of Duan Zhengchun's abilities, and only thinks that Duan Zhengchun is a genius with outstanding swordsmanship!

“My nephew sometimes speaks in a way that is easy to misunderstand. He means no harm, so I hope you won’t take it to heart.”

Liu Chuxuan smiled and quickly tried to smooth things over.

Qin Mohan smiled and shook his head, saying, "Master Liu, you flatter me. I think he is straightforward and frank, so why would I mind?"

"How about this, since you have unintentionally come to my Kunlun Sect's territory, why don't we go up the mountain for a chat, as an apology to you all?"

"If our sect leader knew that you two Daoists had come here, he would surely be eager to make your acquaintance! What do you say?"

Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er exchanged glances, then looked at Duan Zhengchun intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing that Duan Zhengchun did not respond, they smiled and nodded, saying, "In that case, we shall respectfully comply."

Qin Mohan immediately stepped aside to make way, raising his hand and saying, "Master Liu, Master Sun, please!"

Immediately afterwards, Liu Chuxuan led everyone to follow Qin Mohan directly up the mountain and arrived at the Kunlun Sect.

Duan Zhengchun strolled along at the back of the crowd, observing the surrounding scenery as he walked.

He did not stop Liu Chuxuan's decision, because after a fierce battle, many people were injured, and it was time to find a safe place to rest.

Since the Kunlun Sect was willing to take him in, he had no objections; it was better than staying in the wilderness.

After arriving at the mountain, Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er were taken by Qin Mohan to see the leader of the Kunlun Sect, while Duan Zhengchun wandered around aimlessly by himself.

Perhaps because they were worried about Duan Zhengchun, an outsider, wandering around the sect at will, the man in blue who had been intimidated by Duan Zhengchun's move followed him from a distance, going wherever he went.

The Kunlun Sect's territory is located at the border of the Western Regions and the Central Plains. After resting, they can reach Muye Wilderness City in half a day at most.

Although the Vajra Sect is ruthless and relentless in its pursuit, this is, after all, the Western Regions. Once they enter the Central Plains, the Vajra Sect should stop chasing them.

"Senior Brother Yin?!"

Just then, Lin Zhiyuan's voice came, and he quickly walked up to Duan Zhengchun.

"Senior Brother Yin, your senior uncle and senior master want you to come over."

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun frowned. He didn't like dealing with those scenes of mutual flattery and nice words. Although they might not have malicious intentions, there wasn't much sincerity in them either.

"Did my senior uncles say when they would leave?"

Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to show his face. He couldn't let Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er lose face.

"Just now, the Kunlun Sect Leader Qing Lingzi invited my senior uncle and senior master to stay at Woyun Peak for a few more days. The injured fellow disciples have also been settled. The Kunlun Sect has taken the initiative to provide some healing pills."

"It looks like we'll have to stay here for a few days."

Lin Zhiyuan answered softly as he walked beside him.

Duan Zhengchun frowned but said nothing more.

Soon, Duan Zhengchun followed Lin Zhiyuan into a grand hall, where he immediately saw an elderly man in a gray robe with white hair and beard sitting on the main seat, smiling as he looked him over...