This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

"I once heard in Jiangli that a demon was committing crimes in the city, and a ball of fire sword fell from the sky and killed the evil spirit invisibly. I also saw a gust of wind blow by Lin Yuan City, and countless sword blades fluttered in the wind, killing a murderer on the spot... and so on..."

"In short, the sword immortal is righteous, plans for the benefit of the world, and benefits the benefit of the world. This is the realm of the sword immortal."

Wu Ye looked on with longing, filled with awe for the Sword Immortal.

"Brother Wu is right. A true sword immortal is a saint who is both mortal and holy, possessing great compassion and wisdom, and who has returned to simplicity. However, sword immortals are extremely rare because very few people can do what is right for the world and all living beings. This is why sword immortals do not appear for hundreds of years. Not to mention the Heavenly Sword, which is above the sword immortal, it is even rarer. In the past hundred years, the one who is recognized by the world as being closest to the Heavenly Sword is Xiao Jianxian. Even now, many people are still following in his footsteps, wanting to find the secret of Xiao Jianxian's sword that can settle mountains and rivers."

Chen Haoran also sighed. Everyone's face was filled with longing when the topic of sword immortals came up.

"I understand now. Thank you both for clearing up my doubts. If I have the chance, I will definitely meet the Sword Immortal in person," Xiao Xingchen said, already having made up his mind.

"Brother Chen, I can't blame you for saying a few words. Every sword immortal is someone who suppresses the fate of the nation; how easy is it to meet them?" Wu Ye said dejectedly.

"No, perhaps it's in Yong'an City,"

However, Chen Haoran immediately rejected Wu Ye's suggestion, instead standing up to look out the window and firmly stating,

“There are sword immortals in Yong'an City, absolutely.”

Xiao Xingchen and Wu Ye exchanged a glance, both noticing a strange emotion emanating from Chen Haoran. This prompted them to remain silent, as the Sword Immortal was, after all, a distant and unattainable figure to them.

"Ah, it's my fault for being worried. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm also new to Yong'an. If you two brothers have nowhere to stay, you can come with me, how about it?"

Perhaps sensing his emotions were showing, Chen Haoran immediately composed himself and turned to ask the two of them,

"No, I work for the merchant guild and have my own plans. Thank you, Brother Chen."

"I want to travel around and see the world. Thank you for your kind offer, and thank you, Brother Wu, for telling me so many stories; I've benefited greatly from them."

"Alright, then I won't ask you for anything more. I just hope we'll meet again someday!"

"Definitely, farewell!"

The two stood up, bid farewell to Chen Haoran, and after exchanging pleasantries, Xiao Xingchen and Wu Ye left together.

Only after the two men left did Madam Chen slowly emerge, hesitatingly saying...

"I never expected the Silent Temple to have such rumors. It seems we were too hasty. Should we continue this operation?"

Chen Haoran shook his head at her, giving an affirmative answer.

"It's believable, but not entirely believable. Wu Ye's words at least prove one thing: the Silent Temple is indeed related to the Heavenly Sword. Therefore, this operation remains unchanged: we will infiltrate the Silent Temple at night and uncover the secrets of the Dawn Sword Immortal."

"Alright, Miao'er should have left as planned. If we don't show up tomorrow, you can go and report for duty. We'll still have a great use for Yong'an City in the future, so there's no need to rush things."

"That's for sure. Back then, Xiao Jianxian defeated Dali with a single sword strike. It took us so many years to find clues about Xiao Jianxian. This Silent Temple is the only place Xiao Jianxian could trace back to in his lifetime. I believe he must have hidden the secret here, otherwise our current Martial Emperor wouldn't have sent so many fake monks to be stationed here."

Just as Chen Haoran finished speaking, a loud bell rang again. His eyes narrowed, and he looked out the window.

"They're here! The operation has begun!"

The bell rang suddenly, startling Xiao Xingchen, who was just about to leave. People in ancient times didn't have cell phones or televisions; they prepared to rest after dark. Ringing a bell at this time was undoubtedly problematic.

He quickly left the side room and ran towards the main hall. Many others also sensed something was wrong; people in the side rooms came out one after another, asking each other what had happened.

"Thieves have infiltrated the temple and stolen from the scripture pavilion. The entire temple is now searching for them. Distinguished guests, please do not leave your rooms unless absolutely necessary."

The monks moved out, blocking their escape route. The leader was a monk dressed in a coarse cloth coat, who stood with his hands clasped together, blocking Xiao Xingchen's path.

"Master, what happened? Perhaps we can help?"

"It's alright, we'll handle it. A thief has broken in, and we're chasing him. You all stay in the room and are not allowed to leave until the supervisor gives the order."

No sooner had the monk finished speaking than another unexpected event occurred. This time, a towering flame shot up in the opposite direction from the scripture pavilion.

"presumptuous!"

The monk roared, his aura surging, and he no longer cared about stopping the crowd. With a stomp of his foot, the ground shattered instantly, and he shot into the sky like a cannonball, charging towards the sea of ​​fire.

That wasn't all; a deafening roar followed, shattering the heavens and sending shivers down the spine of the entire ground.

"A white tiger dwells in Cangshan, a harbinger of great calamity for Yong'an. It's true! There's a man-eating white tiger in this mountain!" someone exclaimed.

In an instant, the Silent Temple descended into chaos. Monks rushed about, some fighting fires, others chasing after people. Xiao Xingchen watched all this, glancing back to see Chen Haoran and his wife calmly observing the crowd at the doorway of a side room.

"What a coincidence,"

He muttered to himself that he had seen this kind of plot on TV before. Thieves would use water to confuse people and then take advantage of the chaos. It seemed that someone was taking action against the Silent Temple. What could it be?

However, none of this mattered to him. He had originally planned to cause some trouble and then find an opportunity to be carried away by the white tiger. Now, the white tiger's presence shook the mountains and forests, which was a perfect opportunity.

Xiao Jianren, the eldest son of the Xiao family, went missing during the chaos at the Silent Temple and wandered into the Cangshan Mountains, where he was devoured by a white tiger. He even had the headline ready for the next day's news.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he slowly disappeared into the night, fleeing into the darkness along the direction of the back mountain.

The fire in the main hall in front of him actually helped him out, as all the monks on duty in the back courtyard went to put out the fire. When he arrived, there was no one there. He smiled, thinking that a better life was just ahead, and he should keep going.

This was a back door, leading directly to the endless Cangshan Mountains. He was already mentally prepared for this. Compared to the treacherous nature of people's hearts, Baihu wasn't so afraid. He pushed open the door, stepped out, and charged forward for the future.

He no longer cared about the Silent Temple. As he entered Cangshan Mountain, he realized he had underestimated the place. The path to the back gate was only about a hundred meters long. Beyond that, the forest was dense with vegetation. He chose a direction, took out his dagger, and tied a wooden stick to the front of it, thus completing a small tool for clearing a path.

To survive in the Cangshan Mountains, the first step is to find water. For Xiao Xingchen, the future is unpredictable; he's facing a choice. Option A, returning to Yong'an City, means death; option B, venturing deeper into the Cangshan Mountains, might offer a path to survival. The choice isn't difficult.

He was determined to risk it all, and he charged into the deep forest and disappeared.