Immortals of the Mortal World Gather at the Inn!

"Defeat me, and you will inherit my legacy!"

The words of Heavenly Punishment filled Li Daoxuan with despair. To think he could defeat Heavenly Punishment was just wishful thinking!

As if sensing Li Daoxuan's thoughts, Heavenly Punishment said, "I will suppress my strength to the level of a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"Thank you very much, senior!"

As soon as Tianfa finished speaking, Li Daoxuan charged forward with his sword, until the blade pierced Tianfa's brow.

Then, Li Daoxuan walked straight through!

Heavenly Punishment sneered, "I am a sword spirit. Although ordinary attacks can hurt me, my master said that you can only rely on sword intent."

After landing, Li Daoxuan listened to the words of the Heavenly Punishment and used his sword intent, but because he had no cultivation before, his sword intent was only at the minor completion stage.

Before Li Daoxuan's sword intent could even get within five zhang of Tianfa, it was shattered by the terrifying sword power that Tianfa unintentionally released.

"Again!"

Li Daoxuan unleashed dozens more sword strikes, but the result was the same; he couldn't get close at all.

"Kid, take your time practicing. I'm going fishing now. Come find me whenever you're ready!"

Tianfa looked at the pitifully weak Li Daoxuan, sneered, and then walked through the air to the riverbank to continue fishing. But as he left, Tianfa glanced at the void without leaving a trace.

Just as Li Daoxuan was about to say something, his consciousness returned to his physical body, and in an instant, his physical body collapsed to its knees in weakness.

This feeling was like being starved for more than ten days, making Li Daoxuan extremely uncomfortable.

Li Daoxuan sat cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing.

After a while, Li Daoxuan felt that he was almost fully recovered and looked around.

Just now, because of the fatigue emanating from my soul, I hadn't looked around carefully. Now, I realize that I've already reached the mountaintop.

At the mountaintop, eighteen swords floated.

"Defeat them!"

"Fight me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword spirits of the eighteen swords appeared one after another.

The leading sword spirit charged forward first. Li Daoxuan raised his sword to defend, but when the sword spirit's blade touched Li Daoxuan's sword, Li Daoxuan's low-grade spirit sword shattered instantly.

The sword spirit seemed surprised that Li Daoxuan was so weak, lacking even the most basic combat awareness.

Seeing that the sword was about to pierce Li Daoxuan, the sword spirit hurriedly deflected the sword to the left.

The sword struck a boulder behind Li Daoxuan, shattering it.

"Junior, how did you manage to get this far, being so weak?"

Li Daoxuan felt somewhat embarrassed after hearing the sword spirit's words. He had only recently begun cultivating, and as for combat awareness, he had only developed some understanding of it during the few trials he faced on the mountain.

Li Daoxuan said somewhat awkwardly, "Senior, I only recently embarked on the path of cultivation. Before that, I only knew martial arts swordsmanship."

"How dare you challenge Lord Heavenly Punishment like this? Fine, we'll teach you a lesson."

As soon as the sword spirit finished speaking, the sword spirits of the other seventeen swords also came over.

outside world~

"Master, since Junior Brother's soul lamp hasn't gone out yet, we'll go and attend to our duties!"

Sect Master Xiao Fenghua asked Shangguan Jin Hong, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, for instructions, since Shangguan Jin Hong was currently the most powerful!

"Hmm, sect affairs are busy, you may leave now!"

When Shangguan Jin Hong learned that Li Daoxuan's soul lamp was still burning, she was relieved.

Upon hearing this, all the elders withdrew.

Red Dust Inn, rooftop bedroom!

Mr. Zhang looked in the direction of the Sword Sect, somewhat shocked: "I never imagined that the founder of the Sword Sect was actually that sage! He was truly well-hidden!"

"So, you're prepared to fight me!"

Suddenly, the mysterious white-haired youth appeared beside them.

Mr. Zhang was not surprised and poured himself a cup of tea: "Fellow Daoist Gu, please."

Gu Ziming didn't stand on ceremony and sat down.

"I think highly of that kid."

Mr. Zhang personally poured Gu Ziming a cup of tea: "Premium Enlightenment Tea!"

Gu Ziming didn't drink the tea; he just quietly watched Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang didn't seem to mind, and took a sip of tea, saying, "Don't worry, as a fellow saint, I wouldn't be so shameless!"

Gu Ziming picked up his teacup and began to drink.

"Your successor has his own path to follow. Is it appropriate for him to inherit yours?"

Mr. Zhang smiled and said.

Gu Ziming shook his head and said calmly, "The inheritance is there; whether or not he wants it is his decision."

Mr. Zhang chuckled and asked, "Then what about your sacred artifact, the Heavenly Punishment Sword?"

Gu Ziming fell silent, picked up the teapot, poured himself another cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "Heaven is punishing it; its lifespan is nearing its end!"

Mr. Zhang was clearly not surprised, but he still asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Gu, with your abilities, extending the life of a sword spirit is not difficult at all."

Gu Ziming was clearly not very interested in this matter, casually saying, "He doesn't want to!"

Mr. Zhang wore an expression of utter certainty. Seeing Gu Ziming's slightly sorrowful expression, he chuckled softly and asked Gu Ziming, "Fellow Daoist Gu, do you know why Heavenly Punishment is unwilling?"

Gu Ziming looked at Mr. Zhang with a puzzled expression; clearly, he wanted to know too!

After pouring a cup of tea, Mr. Zhang said, "Since its birth, the Heavenly Punishment Sword has always been in battle, in battles against countless geniuses. Now, your strength has reached a height that the world looks up to. It feels that its mission has been completed, so..."

"Understood, thank you Fellow Daoist Zhang."

Upon hearing this, Gu Ziming's sorrow became increasingly evident. After thanking Mr. Zhang, he left for Sword Mountain.

"Ugh! What a blockhead!"

After watching Gu Ziming leave, Mr. Zhang shook his head helplessly.

Millions of years ago, when Gu Ziming was still a Quasi-Saint, he met a woman who was also a Quasi-Saint. Both of them entered the Dao through killing and warfare. At that time, everyone in the Immortal Realm believed that the two were a match made in heaven. However, to everyone's surprise, the two actually killed each other in order to compete for the few Saint positions. Originally, the woman had feelings for him, but after this incident, although the two of them entered the Saint position, they are now...

Suddenly, Tianfa, who was explaining Gu Ziming's love affairs to Li Daoxuan, disappeared.

Just as Li Daoxuan was about to ask what happened next, a voice as cold as ice rang out: "You have ten years to raise that brat's swordsmanship to the pinnacle, or you have no reason to exist!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes……"

The eighteen sword spirits had become familiar with Li Daoxuan over time, but after being threatened by Gu Ziming...

"We're sorry, Xiao Daoxuan, we had no choice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eighteen sword spirits collectively drew their swords and charged forward.

"Ah, seniors, be gentle, I can't take it anymore."

"Ah~~"

Over the next ten years, Li Daoxuan got used to being beaten by those eighteen sword spirits.

Finally, one day...

"The sword falls"

With Li Daoxuan's shout, a giant sword that seemed capable of piercing the sky slashed towards the eighteen sword spirits.

The Realm of Sword Mastery