Martial Uncle Cangsong, Behold My Sword!

Martial Uncle Cangsong, Behold My Sword!

Go test Cangsong first?!

Martial Uncle Sect Leader, are you serious?

Ji Changfeng glanced at True Master Daoxuan. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he obediently summoned the Ink Snow Divine Sword.

Fine.

You trust Cangsong so much.

Then I can't be the one to shatter your illusions, right?

So let Cangsong do it instead.

"Whoosh—"

A flash of sword light.

Ji Changfeng flew straight toward Dragon Head Peak on his sword.

True Master Daoxuan, meanwhile, held the Immortal Slaying Sword and followed Ji Changfeng from the shadows at all times...

He refused to believe it.

As a Supreme Purity expert wielding the Immortal Slaying Sword, could he really fail to protect a single disciple?!

The two arrived at Dragon Head Peak, one in the open and one in the shadows.

"Who goes there?!"

A Dragon Head Peak disciple spotted Ji Changfeng from afar and immediately shouted.

Ji Changfeng put away the Ink Snow Divine Sword and cupped his hands toward the Dragon Head Peak disciple before him. "Ji Changfeng of Dazhu Peak greets this senior brother."

As he spoke, he released a faint trace of Taiji Xuanqing Dao aura.

It was to prove his identity.

"Dazhu Peak? Ji Changfeng?"

The Dragon Head Peak disciple looked at Ji Changfeng in surprise. The name sounded somewhat familiar to him.

But he did not dwell on it.

"What brings junior brother to Dragon Head Peak?" he asked.

Ji Changfeng lied without batting an eye. "By order of Martial Uncle Sect Leader, I have come to pay Martial Uncle Cangsong a visit. I ask this senior brother to help announce me."

Upon hearing this,

the Dragon Head Peak disciple became solemn and respectful.

"So junior brother has come by order of Martial Uncle Sect Leader? Please wait a moment, junior brother. I will report to Master at once."

He did not question why a Dazhu Peak disciple like Ji Changfeng had received an order from Martial Uncle Sect Leader to visit the Peak Master of Dragon Head Peak.

After all...

The Qingyun Sect valued respect for masters and tradition.

No one would dare fabricate the verbal order of a peak master.

Much less the verbal order of the sect leader.

The Dragon Head Peak disciple immediately went to report to his master, Cangsong Daoist.

Before long, he returned.

The moment he came back, he gave Ji Changfeng a rather astonished look. Clearly, he had recognized Ji Changfeng's identity...

He was that prodigy who had reached the Jade Pure First Layer overnight?!

If he remembered correctly, this boy had entered the Qingyun Sect alongside Junior Brother Lin, hadn't he?

How long had it been?

Less than half a year?

And he had already reached the Jade Pure Fourth Layer and could fly on a sword?

The Dragon Head Peak disciple was utterly shocked.

Even Lin Jingyu, with such outstanding talent, had not yet reached the Jade Pure Second Layer. Yet Ji Changfeng had already attained the Jade Pure Fourth Layer and could ride a sword?

Hiss—

As expected of a prodigy!

Truly terrifying!

The Dragon Head Peak disciple's expression gradually took on a trace of respect.

"Junior Brother Ji, Master has summoned you."

Ji Changfeng nodded slightly. "Then I'll trouble senior brother to lead the way."

"As I should, as I should..." The Dragon Head Peak disciple smiled.

The two walked onward.

They soon arrived at a cultivation site in the Back Mountain of Dragon Head Peak.

"Junior Brother Ji, Master is inside."

"Go on in."

said the Dragon Head Peak disciple who had led the way.

"Alright." Ji Changfeng nodded lightly.

His gaze was fixed straight ahead. Showing not the slightest fear, he calmly walked inside.

Looking ahead,

he saw a stern-looking Daoist before him.

The man sat cross-legged atop a massive boulder, with a Divine Sword glowing with Spiritual Light laid across his knees.

The Divine Sword was emerald green, its radiance glittering. It was as clear as a pool of Autumn Waters, and a faint dragon-shaped pattern could be seen upon its blade, as though a dragon soul had been sealed within...

The Dragon Slaying Sword!

Cangsong Daoist gazed rather nostalgically at the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon before him, a trace of resentment faintly appearing in his eyes.

"Whoosh—"

Cangsong Daoist put away the Dragon Slaying Sword and reined in his emotions as well.

His gaze calmly settled upon Ji Changfeng.

But with that single glance,

he suddenly froze.

"Similar... far too similar."

Cangsong Daoist stared blankly at Ji Changfeng.

The youth wore white robes, his expression serene and unruffled. A hint of sharpness gleamed in his bright eyes, and he possessed something of an old friend's bearing...

Cangsong Daoist noticed the Ink Snow Divine Sword in Ji Changfeng's arms, and his expression instantly turned cold.

But considering how much Ji Changfeng resembled that old friend,

he ultimately did not say anything with a cold face.

He merely asked indifferently,

"You said you came to see me by order of Senior Brother Sect Leader? What matter did Senior Brother Sect Leader send you to see me about?"

After saying that,

Cangsong Daoist fixed Ji Changfeng with a sharp gaze, trying to find even a trace of timidity in him.

But unfortunately,

Ji Changfeng's face never showed the slightest fear.

What a joke!

Martial Uncle Sect Leader was behind him with the Immortal Slaying Sword in hand.

What was there to fear?

Ji Changfeng felt terrifyingly powerful right now.

Even if Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect came, he would dare to charge forward and take him on.

Ji Changfeng cupped his hands neither arrogantly nor humbly. "This disciple, Ji Changfeng, greets Martial Uncle Cangsong. I have come to see Martial Uncle because Martial Uncle Sect Leader asked me to inquire about something..."

"What matter?" The imposing look on Cangsong Daoist's face gradually faded.

He stared at Ji Changfeng in a daze.

That kind of confidence, neither servile nor overbearing—Senior Brother Wan had been the same back then...

"This disciple wishes to ask about the Caomiao Village case from years ago. Has Martial Uncle Cangsong made any progress?"

Ji Changfeng asked.

Cangsong Daoist calmly shook his head. "There have been no clues whatsoever in the Caomiao Village case."

"Is that so?" Ji Changfeng smiled faintly. "This disciple has some clues. Would Martial Uncle be interested?"

"Oh? Let's hear them."

Cangsong Daoist's body suddenly tensed. His gaze locked tightly onto Ji Changfeng, and a trace of killing intent faintly flashed in his eyes.

"In the Caomiao Village case years ago, a Demonic Sect fiend used our Qingyun Sect's Divine Sword Thunder True Art..."

Before Ji Changfeng could finish,

Cangsong Daoist beside him immediately denied it with certainty. "Impossible. That is absolutely impossible!"

Ji Changfeng smiled slightly. "This disciple hasn't finished speaking yet. Why is Martial Uncle Cangsong in such a hurry? Could it be..."

"You were that Demonic Sect fiend?"

"Whoosh—"

A fierce glint flashed through Cangsong Daoist's eyes.

He stared fixedly at Ji Changfeng, with a trace of killing intent faintly flickering within his gaze.

"What? Did I guess right? Does Martial Uncle Cangsong want to kill me to silence me?" Ji Changfeng said calmly.

Cangsong Daoist's eyes flickered slightly.

He glanced around, and only after confirming that there was no one else did he stop concealing the expression on his face.

Cangsong Daoist's face twisted hideously. A trace of violent aura flashed around him as he stared viciously at Ji Changfeng.

"When did you discover me?"

He no longer intended to pretend.

Because he had noticed that Ji Changfeng had been looking at him with a smile all along. It was obvious that he had discovered his true identity.

Rather than continue playing false with a junior,

he might as well strike directly!

Kill him and silence him!

There was no one else nearby anyway.

Ji Changfeng had come to Dragon Head Peak alone.

After killing him, he could completely stay out of it. After all, Senior Brother Sect Leader trusted him so much...

"Originally, I had only been guessing. But I never expected Martial Uncle Cangsong truly to be a spy sent by the Demonic Sect fiends."

Ji Changfeng gently shook his head.

The corner of Cangsong Daoist's mouth twitched.

A guess?

No matter.

Take your cleverness with you to hell!

Cangsong Daoist waved a hand, and a blood-red banner immediately appeared in his grasp.

The Poison Blood Banner!

Ji Changfeng smiled faintly, showing not the slightest fear. The Ink Snow Divine Sword instantly left its sheath.

"Martial Uncle Cangsong."

"This disciple learned a new sword art today. Please have a look."

The moment his words fell,

an overwhelming aura suddenly erupted from Ji Changfeng.

Unstoppable!

No matter what difficulties lay ahead,

he would wield his Divine Sword and sweep through everything!

They said Slay Ghosts and Gods could only be used with the Dragon Slaying Sword, but that was not actually true...

The most important thing about Slay Ghosts and Gods was momentum—the momentum to forge ahead without hesitation. That was the true meaning of Slay Ghosts and Gods!!

So long as one comprehended its true meaning,

one could use Slay Ghosts and Gods even without the Dragon Slaying Sword!

Ji Changfeng formed a sword seal with his fingers and slowly raised his sword.

He shouted clearly,

"Righteous energy of heaven and earth, endure eternally in vastness;"

"I seek not to slay immortals, only to slay ghosts and gods!"

The moment those words rang out, Cangsong Daoist suddenly froze.

PS: There will be two more chapters at midnight tonight. Please keep reading~