Impossible!
After hearing True Person Dao Xuan's words, everyone else revealed shocked expressions. Only Daoist Cangsong looked utterly incredulous.
He did not believe it!
He did not believe anyone could be more monstrous than Senior Brother Wan!
Though—
He also believed Wang Quan Yan was a genius.
But—
In his heart—
Wan Jianyi was invincible.
No one could compare to him.
"Hmm?"
Hearing Daoist Cangsong's doubts—
True Person Dao Xuan could not help frowning slightly. He actually wanted to say—Wang Quan Yan had not read any secret manual at all. He had merely watched Wan Jianyi perform it once and learned Ghost Slaying God...
Unfortunately—
He could not say such words aloud.
He could only give Wang Quan Yan the label of having "read a secret manual."
But no matter which explanation it was—
It was extraordinarily heaven-defying.
After all—
Just how difficult was Ghost Slaying God to cultivate? Everyone in the Qingyun Sect knew perfectly well. Without someone teaching it hand in hand, almost no one could master this sword art.
That was also why Ghost Slaying God had been lost for so long.
"Ahem."
Zeng Shuchang coughed softly.
He noticed True Person Dao Xuan's displeasure and hurriedly gave Cangsong a meaningful look.
Unfortunately—
Cangsong seemed as though he had become possessed.
He stared intently at True Person Dao Xuan, his eyes filled with a yearning for the truth.
Seeing this—
True Person Dao Xuan's expression darkened further.
Had his words already lost all credibility within the Qingyun Sect?
"Sect Leader Senior Brother."
"You and I both know how difficult Ghost Slaying God is to cultivate. How could anyone master it with only a secret manual? No matter how extraordinary Wang Quan Yan of Grand Bamboo Peak may be..."
"It is impossible for him to accomplish that."
Daoist Cangsong looked mournfully at True Person Dao Xuan, his eyes filled with a yearning for the truth.
"Cangsong!"
"What do you mean?"
Hearing this, Tian Buyi immediately flew into a rage.
Cangsong was speaking ill of his disciple right in front of him?
Utterly unreasonable!
Daoist Cangsong ignored the enraged Tian Buyi, his gaze fixed tightly on True Person Dao Xuan...
Unfortunately—
True Person Dao Xuan's expression remained indifferent.
"The truth is exactly as I said."
"If you do not believe it, wait until Xiao Yan returns and ask him yourself."
At those words—
Daoist Cangsong's expression shifted repeatedly.
Could it be—
That the truth really was as he said?
The other Peak Masters around them wore thoughtful expressions.
Among them—
Shui Yue's expression was the most complex.
She had met Wang Quan Yan once before. Recalling that young man's appearance now, she vaguely thought of something...
If it were him—
Then mastering Ghost Slaying God truly would not be surprising.
Shui Yue vaguely remembered—
Although Wang Quan Yan had seemed neither servile nor overbearing back then—
And had been polite to the many elders and senior brothers and sisters, deep down, he had always carried a kind of pride that others found difficult to notice...
Only Shui Yue was too familiar with Wan Jianyi.
That was why she had noticed what Wang Quan Yan concealed.
After all—
How similar were Wang Quan Yan and Wan Jianyi?
They were both so outstanding, both filled with pride. How could Shui Yue have mistaken it?
"If it were him..."
"Then mastering Ghost Slaying God would not be strange."
Thinking of this—
Shui Yue's expression became somewhat complicated.
Had she failed to obtain the answer she wanted? Naturally, she was disappointed.
Whoosh!
Just as Jade Purity Hall fell silent—
A crisp sound of footsteps suddenly rang out from outside the hall.
For a moment—
The Peak Masters present all turned to look.
They saw a young man in a blue Taoist robe slowly walk in. He stood tall and straight, with sword-like brows and starry eyes. His deep gaze was as still as an ancient well, and not a trace of nervousness could be seen on his handsome face.
"Disciple Wang Quan Yan."
"Greetings, Master, Mistress, Sect Leader Uncle-Master, and all Martial Uncles."
The young man bowed with neither servility nor arrogance.
At that moment—
Everyone was struck by the young man before them.
However—
Just then—
An astonished voice suddenly rang out.
Daoist Cangsong looked at Wang Quan Yan in confusion. Pointing at the divine sword in his hand, he said, "Dragon Slaying Sword? Why is the Dragon Slaying Sword in your hands?!"
At those words—
The many Peak Masters present froze slightly.
Following the direction Daoist Cangsong pointed, they were surprised to discover that Wang Quan Yan was indeed holding an emerald-green divine sword.
It was none other than the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Now—
Who in the Qingyun Sect did not know that Daoist Cangsong had already passed the Dragon Slaying Sword to Lin Jingyu?
But—
Why had it suddenly appeared in Wang Quan Yan's hands?
Tian Buyi and his wife were completely bewildered.
Shui Yue and the others looked thoughtful.
True Person Dao Xuan's gaze flickered slightly. He gently stroked his beard and said, "Xiao Yan, why is the Dragon Slaying Sword in your hands?"
Hearing this—
Wang Quan Yan looked innocent.
Holding the Dragon Slaying Sword, he said, "In reply to Sect Leader Uncle-Master, while I was cultivating Ghost Slaying God in the back mountain, it ran over by itself..."
What?
Hearing those words—
Everyone present was stunned.
It... ran over by itself?
"What a joke!"
Daoist Cangsong sneered. "Though a divine sword has spirituality, it does not have legs. Tell me, then—how did it run?"
Hearing this—
Wang Quan Yan glanced at Cangsong.
He did not hold much opinion of this man who had secretly betrayed the Qingyun Sect. As long as Cangsong did not provoke him, it was fine—
At this moment—
Faced with Cangsong's doubts—
Wang Quan Yan merely cupped his hands and said nothing.
He casually tossed the Dragon Slaying Sword toward the bewildered Cangsong. Then—
He raised a hand and crooked a finger.
Boom!
The next moment—
A sword intent that pressed forward without hesitation erupted from Wang Quan Yan's body.
The true intent of Ghost Slaying God?!
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
In an instant, the Dragon Slaying Sword broke free from Daoist Cangsong's restraint and transformed into a streak of clear light, flying before Wang Quan Yan.
Seeing this—
Everyone present fell silent.
"You..."
Daoist Cangsong froze.
He did not care that the Dragon Slaying Sword had run away. Instead, he stared in shock at Wang Quan Yan, his whole body trembling as he said, "You mastered Ghost Slaying God?!"
"You truly mastered Ghost Slaying God!"
He could not possibly have seen wrong!
That aura Wang Quan Yan had just unleashed? It was absolutely the true intent of Ghost Slaying God!
It was exactly the same as Senior Brother Wan's in the past!
At that moment—
Tears streamed down Daoist Cangsong's aged face.
It was as though he had seen the Wan Jianyi of old.
Whoosh!
The figure in Daoist Cangsong's mind gradually overlapped with the young man before him.
How similar were they?
The same unruly defiance, the same pride, the same peerless bearing. Even the Dragon Slaying Sword had acknowledged him as its master...
Was this not practically a Wan Jianyi template?
Shui Yue stared blankly at the young man before her.
The aloof Taoist nun had the same thought as Daoist Cangsong.
Yes.
They were truly too alike.
It was as if they had been cast from the same mold.
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