Long Sword Mountain sword cultivators had been challenged to a sword duel right at their doorstep, yet after fighting for so long, they had been unable to win. Not only had such a thing never happened from ancient times to the present, the Long Sword Mountain cultivators had never even imagined such a possibility.
Ji Yuan was equally clear about the impact the previous three sword duels had had on the Long Sword Mountain cultivators. However, from the moment he arrived at Long Sword Mountain, he had displayed an aggressive, demanding-an-explanation attitude. His admiration for the Long Sword Mountain cultivators' exquisite sword arts had already counted as a concession. If he wanted to force someone into acting, he had to be tougher.
Thus, after waiting a while and seeing no one step forward, Ji Yuan smiled again and looked at the Long Sword Mountain cultivators.
"If no one will step forward, then this person Ji will say it again: fellow Daoists of Long Sword Mountain, please do not shield the scum within your sect. Give Fellow Daoist Lu justice, and give justice to the deceased Mirror Profound Sea Pavilion Master and the many innocent cultivators!"
"Bullshit! Long Sword Mountain has no such person as you describe. If someone in our mountain sect had committed such a deed, despised by the righteous path, there would be no need for you, Ji Yuan, to come demanding an explanation. Long Sword Mountain would have cleared the sect long ago!"
A Long Sword Mountain cultivator could not hold back from retorting.
Ji Yuan shook his head.
"One can know a person by recognizing his sword. The fellow Daoists who fought this person Ji before were indeed upright and unyielding, but that may not necessarily be true of all Long Sword Mountain. Though I, Ji