Password: Abbot Profound Principle Is the Handsomest!

This senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect obtained information about the 'Su Clan's descendant' from the sect's higher-ups— Su Clan’s Sixteen, a Third-Grade cultivator, who was severely injured after failing to transcend the Heavenly Tribulation.

"After waiting for so long, the guys from the Immortal Farmer Sect have finally made contact with Su Clan’s Sixteen."

It's time for him to complete his mission!

The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect touched his guitar case. With the recently acquired 'Formless Divine Sword' and the Talisman Treasure given to him by the sect, the mission to assassinate Su Clan’s Sixteen would be a piece of cake. The overall situation was settled.

Soon, he arrived at the 19th floor of the Ande Building.

Without hiding, he walked calmly toward the entrance of the Su Clan’s Sixteen apartment, just like an ordinary passerby.

As he walked down the long corridor, the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect took the guitar case off his shoulder. The case opened, revealing an old guitar and a Formless Divine Sword!

He reached out and gently grasped the Formless Divine Sword, closed the guitar case, and carried it back on his shoulder.

He raised his head and adjusted his breathing. The true energy in his Dantian began to stir, gradually gathering towards his feet. He was ready to unleash his strongest sword strike as soon as he approached his target!

Tap tap tap... Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the opposite direction. The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect looked up and saw a young man carrying a huge cardboard box walking towards him.

The cardboard box was large, obscuring most of the man's face.

He's an ordinary person; I can't sense any cultivator's aura about him. Is he a resident of this building?

The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect remained vigilant, shifting slightly to the side. His target was singular— Su Clan’s Sixteen. Now was not the time for any unforeseen complications!

A young man carrying cardboard boxes brushed past him...

The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect remained vigilant as he approached Su Clan’s Sixteen's room.

After walking about five or six meters, the young man behind him, panting heavily and covered in sweat, put down the large box he was carrying.

After a slight pause, the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect stopped paying attention to the man behind him—because he had already seen his target, Su Clan’s Sixteen, who was pale and sitting on the sofa recovering his true energy.

Sixteen was completely unprepared!

This is a golden opportunity!

The eldest disciple of the Moon Saber Sect had bright eyes. He gripped the 'Formless Divine Sword' tightly and tossed the guitar case aside.

A murderous intent erupted!

The true energy that had been gathered beneath his feet erupted, and his body leaned forward, ready to unleash a devastating sword strike to take the life of Su Clan’s Sixteen!

However, he didn't see the man behind him carrying the cardboard boxes, who was quickly making a complex set of hand seals while silently reciting an incantation.

Just as the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect was about to rush out, the young man shouted, "Abbot Profound Principle is the coolest!"

The sound was deafening...

What is that?

A question subconsciously arose in the mind of the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect.

But at that moment, the Formless Divine Sword in his hand suddenly burst forth with a pale golden sword light. Immediately afterwards, the sword began to vibrate wildly!

A tremendous force emanated from the sword, and the divine sword 'came to life,' attempting to slip from his grasp!

Pulled by the sudden force from the sword, the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect was almost dragged to the ground. He hurriedly activated the true energy gathered under his feet to stabilize himself.

Sensing something was wrong, he immediately let go, allowing the Formless Divine Sword to fly out of his hand.

At the same time, he quickly turned around and looked behind him at the young man who had just brushed past him... It was this man's loud shout that caused the change in the 'Formless Divine Sword'!

That one glance from him terrified him.

At that moment, the young man clenched one hand in front of his chest, forming a sword-controlling hand seal. With his other hand, he formed a sword shape with his fingers and lightly slashed at him. "Slash!"

In the air, the Formless Divine Sword still could not be seen in its physical form; only the faint golden sword light attached to its blade could be seen.

The sword flashed, swift as lightning, and slashed fiercely down towards the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect.

"Sword-Riding Technique!"

"Fourth-Grade cultivator!"

The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect blurted out.

Only Fourth-Grade Cultivator, after condensing their true energy into true essence, can wield a flying sword and soar through the sky! This seemingly ordinary man is actually Fourth-Grade Cultivator senior?!

More importantly... does the flying sword in my hand belong to this Fourth-Grade Cultivator?

That stupid junior brother tricked me!

These many thoughts were just a fleeting idea that crossed the mind of the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect.

The next moment, the Black Iron Small Sword, which was mistaken for the 'Formless Divine Sword', slashed fiercely into his chest.

Unavoidable, unstoppable.

Because the flying sword was incredibly fast! The moment Song Shuhang uttered the word "slash," the flying sword had already struck its target!

Blood splattered... blood blossoms flew everywhere.

The small black sword pierced halfway into his body, severing all of the Moon Saber Sect's senior brother's ribs and damaging his internal organs in one strike. The mere body of Second-Grade Cultivator was no match for the sharpness of the flying sword.

The eldest disciple of the Moon Saber Sect collapsed to the ground with a thud, crying out miserably, "Senior... spare me! I was wrong, senior... spare my life!"

Song Shuhang remained calm, completely ignoring the opponent's screams. His opponent's strength far surpassed his own, rivaling even the Altar Master, forcing Song Shuhang to exercise caution. He maintained the connection between his left hand's sword-controlling seal and the 'Black Iron Flying Sword,' while his right hand formed a sword shape with his fingers together, slashing it four times in succession.

The Black Iron Flying Sword flew out from the wound of the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect, splattering blood. Then, the flying sword slashed four times, severing all four of the target's limbs.

"Aaaaaah!" The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect screamed repeatedly, being hacked into a human stick, yet utterly powerless to resist.

"Go back." From afar, Song Shuhang called out softly. The little black iron swayed slightly and darted back to him, hovering steadily in mid-air.

Song Shuhang reached out, and the Black Iron Flying Sword gently landed in his hand.

Temporary Sword-Riding Technique - An adaptation of a failed experiment by Master Profound Principle.

Song Shuhang brushed past the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect to check if the 'Black Iron Flying Sword' contained any 'Temporary Sword-Riding Technique' formation left behind by Master Profound Principle. If not, he would have to use the last two 'Sword Talisman'. He really wasn't confident he could kill the target with just two Sword Talisman. He had used three Sword Talisman to kill a poisoned Altar Master back then.

Fortunately, this Black Iron Flying Sword has the function of 'Temporary Sword-Riding'!

As for the last line, "Abbot Profound Principle is the coolest!", that is the command to activate Temporary Sword-Riding.

Such a shameful command, I never imagined it would come from the hand of Master Profound Principle practices Mouth-Sealing Zen. Perhaps... it's because he's been silent for so long that the master has become so... shameless?

Gently stroking the Black Iron Flying Sword, the spiritual power left by Master Profound Principle within the sword was nearly exhausted, making it impossible to use the 'Sword-Riding Technique' anymore.

Song Shuhang recalled the wonderful experience of controlling the sword just now. Taking the enemy's head from a thousand miles away was so wonderful that it was indescribable!

An overwhelming longing welled up within him.

Fourth-Grade cultivator, Sword-Riding Technique!

After experiencing the 'Temporary Sword-Riding Technique', it's like watching a super awesome movie trailer. After watching it, you feel itchy inside and can't wait to go and watch it right away.

At this moment, Song Shuhang wished he could immediately become Fourth-Grade Cultivator, riding a flying sword and Sword Escape through the air on his sword!

Inside the room, Su Clan’s Sixteen got up, and some color returned to her pale face.

She approached the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect and said, "Speak, who are you? Why do you want to kill me?"

She sensed the killing intent in that instant Chu Chu.

I initially thought the other party was in cahoots with the uncle from the Immortal Farmer Sect, but it seems that's not the case. The people from the Immortal Farmer Sect want to capture her alive and seek justice from A-Qi.

The assassin before her wanted to kill her.