"Hmph, what kind of ghostly thing are you? Give me back Junior Brother Bai's sword!"
As we were speaking, a broad-shouldered female immortal walked out of the Dao-Seeking Grounds with a greatsword in hand. The moment she saw me, she roared and charged over. Hua Qingfeng, who had still been standing there in a daze behind me, hurriedly turned around to stop her. "Junior Sister Xu! Stop! You're no match for—"
Bang!
After one strike, the broken greatsword crashed to the ground beside me, while the female immortal's face had already turned ashen and her entire body had gone cold. My sword was pressed against the small of her back; if she moved even slightly, it would probably pierce straight in, forcing her into a phantom state.
"Then should I return a sword to you as well?" I asked with a smile.
The female immortal stared in disbelief and asked through clenched teeth, "What exactly did you do... Why did my sword break when you only tapped it once? What kind of demonic art did you use?"
"Heh heh, I used the Sword-Slaying Sun Family's sword-testing technique for free and helped test whether your sword was any good. So you don't need to thank me too much. It was free, and everyone who saw it got a share." I grinned.
"The Sword-Slaying Sun Clan's secret technique is not passed on to outsiders! How could you know the Sun Clan's sword-testing technique?" Hua Qingfeng demanded through gritted teeth.
"Hmph, he's my sworn brother. My swordsmanship was passed down by my father. Is there a problem?" Sun Hanxi immediately shot back. Hua Qingfeng's sword had been broken too, and his heart was probably aching terribly. The arrogance with which he had just rebuked all the disciples had vanished without a trace.
"Fellow