Big Brother, Look at the Immortal

"Buzz!" Golden light shone, and Wang Xian, who had been in slumber for three days, opened his eyes.

Just as he was about to shout and charge into the sky to break through his realm.

A soft palm pressed onto his head, and a powerful force surged into his meridians, instantly suppressing the erupting spiritual energy.

"Now is not the time for you to break through."

The white-robed woman whispered into Wang Xian's ear, "You've been asleep for three days, and the Kunlun Sword Sect's Spring Recruitment Competition is ending today."

"Ah? I missed it?"

Wang Xian was startled. He threw off the beast blanket and cupped his hands to thank the white-robed woman.

"Thank you, senior, for helping me recover my memories. I owe you a favor for breaking through in one day!" With that, he prepared to charge forward.

"Don't rush!"

The white-robed woman smiled gently, "Let me see your sword. You're not facing ordinary heavenly prides!"

Wang Xian subconsciously took out his wooden sword and chuckled, "Master only gave me this wooden sword, and I've been practicing with it all winter."

The white-robed woman shook her head, "With just a wooden sword, how can you face those heavenly prides?"

Wang Xian chuckled, "I'm just going to see my martial uncle, not to fight."

"That's not necessarily true!"

The white-robed woman sighed, "Now that you've recovered your past memories, if you encounter an old enemy, even if you don't seek trouble with him..."

"Rumble!"

A spring thunderclap suddenly struck the sky and hit Wang Xian squarely on the head.

In that instant, he remembered the Phoenix Platform in the academy, and the scene of being tied to the Panlong Pillar and cut nine hundred and ninety-nine swords!

"Roar!"

Wang Xian let out a furious roar, like Xiong Er waking from hibernation.

The white-robed woman sighed, and with a wave of her slender jade hands.

Four different spiritual swords were placed on the green stone table.

She smiled faintly, "Meeting is fate. I chanced upon these three spiritual swords, so I'll give them to you!"

Wang Xian was stunned. He looked at the three spiritual swords of different styles before him and shook his head, "One is enough. Master said one shouldn't be greedy."

"Take them all. What if... one is snatched away by someone, at least you'll have one to save your life!"

The white-robed woman smiled faintly, "I also want to see you commanding the winds and clouds!"

Wang Xian thought for a moment and could only silently put away the three spiritual swords.

Then he smiled, "I haven't asked for your honorable surname yet. Will we meet again?"

"My surname is Bai."

The white-robed woman smiled charmingly, "If you don't die, we will naturally have another chance to meet. Now, let me send you to the Kunlun Sword Sect."

With that, she waved her hand, conjuring a gust of clear wind, carrying Wang Xian towards the distant sword sect.

Only when Wang Xian disappeared into the wind with a cry of "Ah..." did the white-robed woman sigh solemnly, "I hope one day, you won't hate me!"

The old Daoist priest of Yunqi Daoist Temple stood in the wind.

Watching Xiong Er and Donghuang Shuyu busy at work, he couldn't help but sigh heavily.

He didn't know if Wang Xian, with his recovered memories, would cause trouble at the Kunlun Sword Sect.

He even regretted exposing his beloved disciple to the world before he had fully grown.

Seeing his master's expression, Donghuang Shuyu couldn't help but ask, "Master, has junior brother arrived at the sword sect yet?"

"Soon."

The old Daoist priest waved his big hand and said quietly, "The Kunlun Sword Sect is about to face a storm."

Kunlun Sword Sect.

On the viewing platform by the plaza, sat the Elders of the Four Great Sects, as well as elders and disciples from other academies and aristocratic families.

Kunlun Sword Sect's Great Elder Dongfang Feihong, Law Enforcement Elder Yan Ruobing, Second Elder Dongfang Qiming, and others were present.

Tianshan Xuantian Sect's Fifth Elder Wang Ruo brought disciples Nalan Yu, Nalan Qingfeng, Chen Feifei, and over ten other disciples.

East Sea Feixian Island Elder Liu Qingyun, along with disciples Nangong Feier, Nangong Yunxiang, Wang Dali, Long Jingyun, and a team of over ten people.

Hundred Flower Valley Elder Baili Yuhuang, Shangguan Wuchen, Baili Wushuang, Huangfu Xiaoxing, Meng Xiaodie, Wu Qingyu, and over a dozen others, along with disciples from the other four great sects.

They were gathered around the three-zhang high platform in the center of the plaza, observing.

Kunlun Sword Sect disciples Dongfang Xiaoxue, Dongfang Hao, Wen Taiyi, and hundreds of others were also nervously staring at the scene on the high platform.

Halfway through Si Shi, Phoenix Academy elder Wu Ruofei and Duanmu Xi's mother, Yun Yiluo, also arrived.

Even reclusive great families like the Donghuang Clan and Dragon Clan had sent elders to watch the battle.

Not to mention families like Qingyun Mountain, Tang Sect, and Li Family.

It could be said that this year's Kunlun Sword Sect spring recruitment was more lively than ever before.

Amidst the clamor, Nalan Qingfeng of Xuantian Sect was battling Duanmu Xi of Phoenix Academy, and the two were already locked in a fierce struggle.

Nalan Qingfeng, young and impetuous, wielded his Spirit Sword In Hand, which flashed like rosy clouds.

He slashed forward, swift as lightning. In an instant, a whirlwind kicked up on the Three Zhang High Platform, stinging Duanmu Xi's face and forcing her to retreat a few steps.

Nalan Qingfeng, surprised by the sudden whirlwind on the platform, refused to let go of this opportunity and immediately lunged at Duanmu Xi.

Duanmu Xi, steadying herself, let out a scold and slashed out a rainbow!

Rosy clouds and rainbow collided in an instant!

"Dang dang dang!" Amidst the clanging, Duanmu Xi and Nalan Qingfeng both retreated a few steps almost simultaneously.

In just a moment, the two immediately regained their footing.

It seemed their cultivation was evenly matched. After a head-on clash yielded no result, they entered a stalemate.

On the viewing platform.

Phoenix Academy elder Wang Ruofei frowned. Duanmu Xi's mother, Yun Yiluo, hadn't expected her daughter's opponent to be so formidable.

She couldn't help but ask, "Elder Wang, this young cultivator..."

Wang Ruofei sighed, "Madam, don't worry, it's only just begun!"

"Good fellow, bring it on again!"

Disciples from various factions watching in the plaza let out cheers.

They cheered for Duanmu Xi of the academy's extraordinary performance and also for Nalan Qingfeng of Xuantian Sect.

Tantai Xiaoxue snorted, "This is a contest of skill, not of volume."

The two on the high platform were only in a stalemate for a moment before Nalan Qingfeng broke the silence with a great shout, "Look sword!"

"Zeng!"

One Sword Qi soared into the sky. Nalan Qingfeng then leaped into the air and slashed down at Duanmu Xi!

The sword qi whistled, causing Duanmu Xi's dress to rustle loudly, like a battle flag in the wind.

This time, Duanmu Xi showed no intention of retreating.

She instantly slashed out with the sword in her hand, as if drawing a brilliant arc above her head, intending to block Nalan Qingfeng's incoming sword strike.

As quick as lightning, the rosy cloud Nalan Qingfeng slashed out met Duanmu Xi's rainbow...

Yun Yiluo let out a gasp, "This child Xi'er is too careless."

Wang Ruofei shook his head.

In the eyes of the heavenly prides watching the fun in the plaza, Nalan Qingfeng's rosy cloud had already clashed with Duanmu Xi's rainbow.

Seeing the rosy cloud about to overwhelm the rainbow and descend upon Duanmu Xi...

The heavenly prides below erupted in an uproar, their exclamations of astonishment unending.

Duanmu Xi didn't hesitate further. With a wave of her left hand, the rainbow above her head intensified, striking back against the descending rosy cloud!

"Honglong!"

With an explosion, a meteorite flew from beyond the heavens and instantly smashed onto the Three Zhang High Platform!

A giant shockwave caused Duanmu Xi's body to tremble violently, and Nalan Qingfeng was sent flying backward!

For a moment, dust flew on the high platform, and Duanmu Xi's face turned pale from the impact!

This was not all! Because the shockwave was too fierce, it directly blasted both combatants off the Three Zhang High Platform!

Wo cao! Who was that?

Heavens! A youngster fell from the sky!

Big brother, look at the immortals...