"This child must not be allowed to return to the Sacred Court...???"
The Sword Venerable Wuxin looked at his sect leader with a strange expression. Good grief, what is he thinking?
The Sacred Court isn't stupid; how could they possibly let go of a peerless genius like Han Xuanji?
Unless Han Xuanji herself is willing to stay.
Is that even possible?
Why would someone personally valued by the Saint Emperor in the Sacred Court and nurtured by the lineage of the Holy Venerable Tianming switch allegiance?
"Sect Master..."
The Sword Venerable Wuxin wanted to persuade the other party, after all, he knew Han Xuanji's background better than Ji Mingyue.
That old fellow, the Holy Venerable Tianming, didn't care much when he took Mo Chenxiao as his disciple back then, but now that he's taken in a grand-disciple, he's treasuring him rotten.
Before Han Xuanji came to the Sword Pavilion, the Holy Venerable Tianming personally sent him a message, the implication being, "Please take good care of this kid."
At the time, Sword Venerable Wuxin thought Tianming was making a mountain out of a molehill, but now it seems that the old man Tianming was indeed very perceptive.
This young man not only possesses an extraordinary comprehension of Sword Dao, but he can also resonate with the Daoist principles left behind by the Sword Ancestor.
If such a person could remain in the Eternal Sword Pavilion...
The Sword Venerable Wuxin quickly stopped himself from having that thought, secretly chuckling to himself that he had also caught the Pavilion Master's influence.
Despite the attempts to win them over, they are ultimately members of the Sacred Court.
He glanced at Ji Mingyue, about to say something.
"That's enough."
The thought had barely formed in her mind when Ji Mingyue suppressed it, and the burning passion in her heart gradually cooled down.
But the solemnity in his eyes remained undiminished.
She glanced at the Sword Venerable Wuxin beside her and saw that he was looking at her thoughtfully, and she understood immediately.
"Junior Brother Wuxin, I'll need you to continue to properly entertain this ' Sword Ancestor's Successor ' for me... no, for the Sword Pavilion."
"... good."
The Sword Venerable Wuxin remained silent for a moment before agreeing.
It seems that, according to the Pavilion Master's intention, Han Xuanji should be given the title of " Sword Ancestor's Successor ". In this way, he can also establish a connection with the other party and be considered "half" a member of the Eternal Sword Pavilion.
Unlike these two, Flying Snow Sword Venerable didn't have so many hidden agendas.
He crossed his arms, tilted his head, and gazed at the gradually dissipating, towering phantom below, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with pure curiosity and interest.
"Funny, fun."
He chuckled softly, his voice lazy.
"As expected of someone who could defeat my disciple, Chen Xin's defeat was not unjust."
After he finished speaking, he deliberately turned his head to look to his side, as if looking for someone to share this fun with, but unfortunately Ji Mingyue and Sword Venerable Wuxin were too busy to pay attention to him.
Flying Snow Sword Venerable wasn't annoyed. He stroked his chin and looked back at Han Xuanji, like a Sword Fanatic who had discovered a peerless sword and couldn't wait to pick it up and play with it.
After a long while, the huge phantom in the sky gradually blurred and slowly dissipated into layers of sword light.
The terrifying pressure in the air dissipated, and like after a rainstorm, the world returned to clarity.
Many of the Sword Pavilion disciples with lower cultivation levels were finally able to breathe deeply. Just a moment ago, they felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their chests, even when they were panting.
At this moment, they were all bent over, holding their knees. Even though they looked a bit awkward, the shock in their eyes was not diminished in the slightest.
"This... this strange phenomenon was truly caused by Han... Young Venerable Han?"
A young swordsman, having caught his breath, stammered a question to his companion beside him.
His companion wasn't much better off; it took him a long time to reply.
You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?
The disciples around them looked at each other, all seeing the same bewilderment and shock in each other's eyes.
They were able to cultivate to the Eternal True God Realm and were also formal disciple of the Eternal Sword Pavilion, so their knowledge was naturally quite extensive.
But what they were seeing was far beyond their comprehension.
An outsider cultivator, in the sacred ground of their Eternal Sword Pavilion, triggered an extraordinary phenomenon that even the past pavilion masters and sword masters had failed to cause.
This can't be described as just being a prodigy; it's simply defying the heavens!
At this moment, no one mentioned the height of Chen Xin's sword monument anymore.
The shock of the previous 180-foot expanse now seems insignificant compared to the myriad Sword Dao phenomena that fill the sky.
All the discussion and all the attention were focused on the figure in green robes standing beneath the Wordless Sword Stele.
More and more people gathered in the Sword Stele Forest.
The strange phenomenon had a wide-ranging impact, alarming the entire Sword Pavilion. Disciples from all nine pavilions rushed towards the Sword Stele Forest.
Among them were young sword cultivators who had just begun their training, sword lords who had already reached the Sage Realm Stage, and even many sword masters at the Holy Lord Realm.
They stood outside the Wordless Sword Stele, gazing in the direction where the illusory figure had vanished, their expressions shifting from shock to an indescribable awe.
Han Xuanji opened his eyes, his eyes filled with surprise and astonishment...
To be honest, the strange phenomenon just now was a bit beyond his expectations.
His original intention in coming to the Sword Stele Forest was simply to sign in and, incidentally, to see just how profound the Daoist essence of the Eternal Sword Pavilion truly was.
And then I thought I'd take this opportunity to show off.
Unexpectedly, incorporating the entry for the Ancestor of the Sword Dao would trigger such a massive reaction.
The resonance of Sword Intent throughout the entire Sword Stele Forest, the rising of countless sword lights, the materialization of the chains of Sword Dao Principle, and even the condensation of that ten-thousand-foot-tall phantom—all of this far exceeded his expectations.
I don't know how to explain this to the people of the Sword Pavilion then.
However, the slight worry in his heart was quickly dispelled by the joy of his increased strength.
The benefits of integrating the entry on the Ancestor of the Sword Dao far exceeded his expectations.
First and foremost, it was the gift of that power.
The astonishing phenomenon that occurred earlier wasn't just something beautiful to look at.
The Sword Stele Forest has existed for countless ages, with countless sword cultivators leaving their own sword steles here. The remnants of their Sword Dao have accumulated on this land over the years, condensing into an extremely vast and strange power.
Originally, this power was probably unusable by anyone except the Eternal Sword Ancestor himself.
After all, although the Sword Stele Forest is an unclaimed land, everything actually originated from the Wordless Sword Stele left by the Eternal Sword Ancestor.
Even a top-tier Sword Dao Saint King like Ji Mingyue could not interfere with the changes here.
Unless this person is a sword cultivator even stronger than the Eternal Sword Ancestor.
Han Xuanji is clearly no match for the Eternal Sword Ancestor.
Then there's only one other possibility, which is also a conjecture in some people's minds—
Han Xuanji is the Eternal Sword Ancestor.
Of course, Han Xuanji himself knew that he was not the reincarnation of the Eternal Sword Ancestor.
The actual situation is that the influence of the entry "[ Ancestor of the Sword Dao ]" led the Wordless Sword Stele to believe that Han Xuanji was the Eternal Sword Ancestor.