Sword Demon: The Chosen I Wanted Has Already Arrived

The silent, eerie, and dark cave resembled a colossal beast that could devour anyone at any moment.

Standing outside the cave, the group couldn't help but feel a sense of retreat.

Xiao Chen squinted his eyes, then strode towards the cave.

rustle...

Long Zaiyuan's footsteps were exceptionally clear in the silent cave.

A moment later, he stopped and knelt on one knee, saying, "Disciple Long Zaiyuan has come to pay respects to Master."

I am not your master.

A hoarse voice came from the darkness. After hearing the voice, no one instinctively used their divine sense to check who the voice belonged to.

For some reason, the moment they heard that voice, an overwhelming sense of fear arose within everyone.

This sound was more terrifying and suffocating than any of the holy spirits they had encountered before.

"Senior, didn't you say before that as long as I can pull out the demon sword, I can become your disciple?"

Long Zaiyuan never expected that his last support would also leave him.

"But you've already lost the Demon Sword. Nevertheless, I still want to thank you for bringing me a fine prospect for sword training."

In the darkness, that hoarse voice echoed clearly in everyone's ears.

Upon hearing this, the fear in the hearts of the people from the Miscellaneous Dao Institute vanished instantly, and they turned their gazes to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen remained calm as he turned his gaze into the darkness, meeting a pair of eyes as sharp as swords.

Only Long Zaiyuan looked completely bewildered. He asked in a puzzled tone, "Master, what are you saying?"

"Everyone, now that you're here, please come out."

As soon as the Sword Demon finished speaking, the once pitch-black cave instantly became as bright as day.

Xiao Chen and the others looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw an old man with white hair and beard, looking disheveled, bound to a stone ball by more than a dozen iron chains as thick as an adult's arm.

The stone ball was clearly not nailed to the ground, but the Sword Demon showed no intention of moving his body.

In front of the Sword Demon stood a stone tablet exuding the aura of Saint.

Long Zaiyuan subconsciously turned his head to look, and when he saw Xiao Chen and his group, his expression changed drastically.

"You... you are Shi Xuan's fellow disciples?"

"Good."

Xiao Chen said calmly.

"How dare you trespass into the territory of the Sword Demon Saint! Even if your master were here, he would not escape death!"

Long Zaiyuan became increasingly agitated as he spoke. He turned to the Sword Demon and respectfully said, "Master, these are the ones who stole your demonic sword. Please suppress them."

"Snort!"

The Sword Demon then let out a cold snort.

Long Zaiyuan collapsed to his knees with a thud.

"Boy, how dare you say that? Do you really think I don't know that you, this outcast of the Divine Sword Holy Land, are actually a pawn of those old fogies, whose purpose is to obtain my supreme Sword Dao?"

If you were truly a Sword Dao genius, I would have passed on my Sword Dao to you. Unfortunately, you are not, so there is no need for me to keep you in this world."

No... no.

Upon hearing this, Long Zaiyuan's face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. He hurriedly explained, "Master, it's not that I'm not strong enough, but these guys' cultivation levels are far higher than mine. I've already achieved invincibility among those of the same realm, and I've even comprehended Sword Intent. Even within the Divine Sword Holy Land, I'm a rare genius."

"You're right, but what I need isn't a superior genius, but a swordsman who can dominate an entire era."

The Sword Demon's tone was devoid of any emotion.

"Master, such a prodigy is extremely rare even in the entire Profound Heaven Continent. If Master gives me enough time, I will definitely be able to grow to the level you described."

Sword Demon: "No need. The prodigy I wanted has already arrived."

After speaking, his gaze fell on Xiao Chen, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up. "He is the Sword Dao genius in my heart, and Sword Dao genius who can traverse the ages."

Upon hearing this, Long Zaiyuan was completely dumbfounded. A sentence involuntarily popped into his mind: Master, you weren't like this before, how can you change so suddenly?

Xiao Chen watched the show for a while, but unexpectedly the topic turned to him. He clasped his hands in Fist Dao, "Sword Demon has discerning eyes; this junior is extremely fortunate."

"Young man, are you also a disciple of the Divine Sword Holy Land?"

The Sword Demon asked with great interest.

Xiao Chen politely replied, "Senior, I am not a disciple of the Divine Sword Holy Land, but a disciple of the Dao-Seeking Academy."

"Oh?"

The Sword Demon was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Hahaha, those guys from the Divine Sword Holy Land boast of Peerless in Sword Dao, yet they haven't cultivated a single disciple who has grasped the True Essence of Sword Dao at the Nirvana Realm. How laughable, how laughable!"

"Senior, I'd like to correct your statement."

Seeing that the Sword Demon meant them no harm, Xiao Chen interrupted him.

What do you want to say?

The Sword Demon looked at Xiao Chen with suspicion.

"To be honest, senior, I had already grasped the True Essence of the Great Dao when I reached the Dao Integration Realm."

Xiao Chen's tone was very calm, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

But when it reached the ears of Sword Demon and Long Zaiyuan, it was like a bolt from the blue.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Long Zaiyuan instantly exploded, jumping up from the ground and exclaiming in a frenzied manner.

The Sword Demon's face also showed a look of astonishment, and his eyes grew increasingly fond of Xiao Chen, as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

Seeing Long Zaiyuan's pathetic state, Chen Qianqian's face showed disdain, and she said, "Long Zaiyuan, just because you can't do it doesn't mean my senior brother can't. He's the number one genius in this world."

"Xiao Chen, are you Xiao Chen?"

Long Zaiyuan blurted it out unconsciously.

Xiao Chen: "That's right, I am Xiao Chen. Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Upon hearing this, Long Zaiyuan instinctively took half a step back, slipped, and fell to the ground, looking utterly disheveled.

Xiao Chen slowly drew his sword, intending to finish off Long Zaiyuan with a single strike.

Clang!

The moment the divine sword was drawn, its chilling light sent a shiver down Long Zaiyuan's spine.

Just as Xiao Chen was about to swing his sword, the Sword Demon suddenly spoke up, "Young man, wait."

Upon hearing this, everyone present paused in surprise.

Long Zaiyuan's face lit up with ecstatic joy, thinking to himself: Master still cares about me after all.

Xiao Chen asked, "May I ask what guidance you have for me, senior?"

The Sword Demon laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm not asking you to let this brat go, but rather I want him to die truly convinced of his guilt!!!"

The words left the room with varying expressions. Long Zaiyuan's smile vanished instantly, and he slumped there listlessly, his eyes vacant.

Xiao Chen asked with great interest, "Please speak, senior."