The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 728 - 727 Guo Hezu

Chapter 728: Chapter 727 Guo Hezu

The nine of the Saint Realm left with complex expressions on their faces.

They had not anticipated Ye Xuan to be so powerful. As Great Cultivators of the Saint Realm, they found themselves completely powerless against him.

"Just how profound is his Sword Dao Cultivation?"

Someone asked.

"I fear he has already ascended to the Seventh Floor of the Sword Dao!"

"......"

The Sword Dao is like ascending a tower.

It is said that there are thirteen floors in total.

A master only reaches the Fourth Floor.

Great Grandmasters are at the Fifth Floor.

Most of them were at the fourth or fifth floors.

But Ye Xuan’s demonstration of Sword Dao Cultivation gave them an intuition.

Ye Xuan had ascended to the Seventh Floor!

Those who reach the Seventh Floor of the Sword Dao are considered kings among swordsmen!

"If that’s truly the case, there’s no shame in our defeat," the tall woman in a goose-yellow long dress said as she stood up with a smile, her eyes bright.

The Seventh Floor.

She would reach it sooner or later!

But let’s pause here.

Ye Xuan was leading the way, Zhou Youwei on the left, Qiao Xinyu following behind.

Huang Yue and Song Qilin were farther behind, walking side by side with Pei Yanchao.

Bringing up the rear, Pei Yanchao’s expression was especially weird.

Wasn’t he supposed to lead the way? How did it end up with Ye Xuan leading instead...

This guy, acting as if he had been to the Sword Tomb before, moved with such familiarity.

Several times, Pei Yanchao wanted to speak up, but then he thought better of it.

Forget it, since Ye Xuan knew the way, he didn’t need to trouble himself and simply followed.

"You came to the Sword Tomb not just to challenge it, right?"

Pei Yanchao turned to the nearby Song Qilin and asked aloud.

Now it was Song Qilin who wore a strange expression as he looked at Pei Yanchao and said, "Didn’t I tell you before that I am a disciple of the Third Peak of the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion?"

"So..." Pei Yanchao looked utterly bewildered.

Song Qilin saw Pei Yanchao’s expression, paused for a while, then revealed a bitter smile, saying, "Never mind."

At this moment, Song Qilin suddenly felt like he had heard a colossal joke, but he couldn’t bring himself to laugh.

Pei Yanchao’s words had suddenly made it clear to him.

All along, the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion regarded the Sword Tomb as its greatest adversary.

However, to the people of the Sword Tomb, the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion was no different from any other power in the East Desolate...

There’s an earthly saying that goes like this: "You admire the green mountains for their beauty, but the green mountains see you as a lump of excrement."

To put it plainly.

The Li Mountain Sword Pavilion was unrequitedly treating the Sword Tomb as its biggest enemy in life.

But to the Sword Tomb, the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion was just like the numerous, inconsequential sects and Sacred Lands in the world, with no distinction.

All this time, Song Qilin, influenced by everything he heard and saw, also believed that the Sword Tomb was the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion’s greatest enemy.

For this reason, he had been striving to become stronger, hoping that one day he could defeat the warriors of the Sword Tomb and restore honor to the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion.

It was only now that he had a sudden epiphany.

It was all just a ’one-sided love affair’ after all.

Master Ye was right, the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion was too stubborn.

Holding onto prejudice, they cut off their own path of progression.

If they often came to the Sword Tomb to challenge the nine trials, perhaps the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion would become stronger and stronger.

But ever since the Pavilion Master suffered a crushing defeat and returned, the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion has become self-sealing and complacent.

This is not good.

Not good at all!

Pei Yanchao saw Song Qilin’s sullen demeanor and decided not to question him further. Instead, he turned to Huang Yue and asked, "May I know where you are from, friend?"

Huang Yue gave a slight smile and replied with a clasped hand gesture, "Mountain God Dao, Huang Yue."

"Mountain God Dao!" Pei Yanchao exclaimed in surprise, "So it really does exist."

"My friend, that’s not what I meant," Pei Yanchao, realizing his faux pas, quickly added.

"It’s no bother. People of the Mountain God Dao generally don’t like to reveal themselves in front of others, and since our numbers are few, most believe it to be the stuff of legends," Huang Yue responded with equanimity.

"Can you truly seal a Mountain God?" Pei Yanchao asked curiously.

"Indeed, although it’s not as mystical as the legends suggest," Huang Yue said, touching on the topic only lightly.

However, Pei Yanchao was clearly intrigued and kept pressing Huang Yue for more information, even forgetting what he had initially wanted to ask.

Huang Yue was not one for many words. For all of Pei Yanchao’s questions, he answered only what was necessary, never saying too much.

What could be said, was said; what could not, was firmly kept silent.

But the things he could share were eye-opening for Pei Yanchao, who had grown up in the Sword Tomb, like the unveiling of a new world.

At that moment, in the grand hall of the Sword Tomb, Chu Jiangqiu’s mouth twitched slightly, and his complexion darkened a bit.

"This rascal, neglecting his duties for such nonsense..."

Apart from Chu Jiangqiu, there was an old man sitting opposite him, dressed in black robes and resting with his eyes closed.

Beyond that, seated in the central seat above the hall, was a figure shrouded in a clear aura. Around this person circulated various semi-visible Sword Intents.

These Sword Intents transformed into birds or fish, into eagles or tigers, into mountains or long rivers,...

Just like the Sword Intent Ye Xuan had demonstrated to Mo Xiaofei in Wan’an City.

Sword Intent resides in the heart, not in form.

It is precisely because of this that Sword Intent can take on myriad forms.

The Sword Intent swirling around this person was a testament to its myriad transformations.

From this alone, one could tell that this person’s Sword Dao Cultivation was at the very least on the Ninth Floor!

"Supreme Sect Leader, is that person a descendant of the lineage left by the Purple Cloud Ancestral Master?" Chu Jiangqiu composed himself and looked towards the figure above the hall, raising the question.

The fact that Ye Xuan possessed the Vajra and the Fótuó, two major Sword Finger techniques, had already surprised them enough.

Little had they expected that this man would defeat the nine Saint Realm Great Cultivators guarding the nine passes in the blink of an eye.

The power he wielded was even more of an astonishment.

This made Chu Jiangqiu think of a certain past within the Sword Tomb.

"No..." The man shrouded in clear qi atop the hall slowly spoke.

"Not?" Chu Jiangqiu was filled with confusion.

If not a descendant of the Purple Cloud Ancestral Master’s lineage, then who could it be?

"Do you still remember the legend of the ’River Soldier’?" the Supreme Sect Leader of the Sword Tomb began to speak.

"River Soldier..." Chu Jiangqiu straightened up, a look of yearning in his eyes.

The old man in the black robe opposite to him also opened his eyes at this moment, and in his time-worn and turbid eyes, there was a hint of sentimentality: "The River Soldier, is it?"

There was always a legend in the Sword Tomb.

The Founder of the Sword Tomb, Huang Chunqiu, had two swords; one called Autumn Spring Huang, which was his own name reversed, and the second was the River Soldier.

When Huang Chunqiu proved himself as the Sword Emperor, he only ever drew the first sword, while the River Soldier had never been drawn.

Some rumors suggested that the River Soldier was left for the descendants by the Founder, which is why it was never drawn.

Others said that even the Founder couldn’t draw the River Soldier.

These were all rumors, with no one knowing the truth.

But as members of the Sword Tomb, they knew that the River Soldier truly existed.

And it wasn’t anywhere else but right in the Forbidden Land of the Sword Tomb!

It was personally left by the Founder.

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