119: Not buddy...

Just as Lu Bai finished his exchange with the heaven and earth evil token, within the Sword Tomb, countless spiritual swords hung upside down, and spiritual winds blew, emitting sharp sword cries.

In the dark, silent environment, a crisp collision sound was heard, as if something had fallen.

On the emerald desktop lay a heaven and earth evil token, similar to Lu Bai’s but different, its engraved patterns revealing a sense of Advanced quality.

“The Heaven and Earth Evil Sect’s stuff is really useful. Using Evil Ten’s identity, not a single Evil Cultivator suspected a thing.”

A playful voice came from the middle-aged man in front of the table. He had a terrifying sword scar on his face, but an extremely sharp sword aura emanated from him.

He was clearly a powerful Sword Cultivator, yet he was wounded by a sword, and in such a crucial spot as his face.

It was puzzling.

“Those foolish Evil Cultivators, constantly shouting slogans of the Evil Path’s resurgence, never thought… they’d believe anything. Evil Qi points, if there really were such good things, would I still be wasting my time like this for the Sword Saint Inheritance?”

He sneered, his words full of sarcasm, which, combined with the sword scar on his face, made it even more impactful.

“It’s a pity, though, that I couldn’t stir up conflict between the Dao Asking Sect and the Heavenly Sound Immortal Sect. Otherwise… with the major top forces mutually restraining each other, that would be my world.”

The man sighed lightly, shaking his head regretfully.

“However, it doesn’t matter. If I can obtain the Sword Saint Inheritance, what do even top Sects amount to?”

This matter would not affect his plan!

Now, the only thing to resolve was Ye Chengying. He hadn’t expected that woman to be the rumored… Innate Sword Physique, causing the Sword Tomb itself to stir!

Not only that, she even took away… something extremely important. But now, with the Sword Tomb’s stir, it wasn’t just the Lingjian Pavilion that came; even the Eastern Region Sword Mountain… had paid attention to this place!

The plan had to be sped up!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, picked up a mask from the side, and put it on his face, covering the terrifying injury.

After walking out, he stepped on air, and in a few breaths, arrived at the high-built sword platform in the distance.

The middle-aged man looked down, his gaze falling on the clansmen of the Sword Tomb lineage, and shouted.

“Everyone, although Ye Chengying is a Sword Dao Prodigy, she has repeatedly disregarded us Sword Cultivators, and even dared to covet the Sword Saint Inheritance!”

As his voice fell, his entire being exuded a sense of solemnity, his words powerful and resonant, inciting the Cultivators of the Sword Tomb.

“This is contempt for the Sword Tomb, and also… disrespect for the Sword Saint lineage!”

“She must be executed!”

Under this influence, the Sword Cultivators below all raised their spiritual swords, as if brainwashed, and chanted madly in unison.

“She must be executed!”

“She must be executed!”

...

Lingjian Pavilion, like the Dao Asking Sect, belonged to the top forces, and it also had some cities under its jurisdiction, among which...

The closest city to the Sword Tomb was named Sword City, and it was also a gathering place for Sword Cultivators.

Not far from Sword City, Meng Lang, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, quietly asked.

“Lu Bai, can your heaven and earth evil token detect the locations of other Evil Cultivators?”

He had hesitated with this question all the way, finally deciding to ask Lu Bai.

“Hmm? You said you hadn’t heard of this heaven and earth evil token? Why are you suddenly asking about it?” Lu Bai raised an eyebrow and asked.

“Alas, this… I… I found it later, but I was betrayed by that cursed person!”

Meng Lang was momentarily speechless, then found an excuse to smooth things over.

As soon as he mentioned it, he became furious, even forgetting his purpose in asking Lu Bai, and cursed.

“I curse him to have grass grow on his butt and sores on his head!”

“Heh heh.” Lu Bai offered a smile.

How could insults affect him?

Then he silently recited in his heart: “Rebound,” to ward off all verbal harm.

“However, if you truly want it, I can give you this heaven and earth evil token,” Lu Bai added.

“Really?!”

Meng Lang was overjoyed.

“You truly are my good brother! I really, really love you!”

“However, if the heaven and earth evil token has any information, you must notify me first.”

Lu Bai stated his condition.

To him, the heaven and earth evil token was now just a tool for receiving group messages; its other value was almost nonexistent.

“No problem!”

Meng Lang agreed readily.

“Also… you have to help me find Senior Sister Ye.” Lu Bai said.

Upon arriving, Lu Bai saw the wanted poster for Ye Chengying, tore it down, and placed it in his Storage Ring.

The Sword Tomb’s bounty offered… a top-grade spiritual sword. Such a condition was enough to drive countless Golden Core, and even Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, mad.

Even Lu Bai was a little tempted.

So much so that he was very curious about what Senior Sister Ye had done!

Meng Lang controlled the Retrospective Spirit Array, which could show past events in a place, making it an essential tool for finding clues.

It was just a pity that the Formation’s quality seemed extremely high. Lu Bai could only discern the mysteries of the spiritual seals within it. To cast it himself…

He still needed to practice.

“No problem!”

Meng Lang agreed very readily; as long as he could get the heaven and earth evil token, he would do anything!

This way.

He, Meng Lang, could continue to lie low within the Heaven and Earth Evil Sect…

To make a grand move, to do something magnificent that would shake the entire Qingxuan Province… and even the Eastern Region!

Hehehe!!!

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Perhaps because of Sword City’s sword-worshipping atmosphere, the Sword Cultivators throughout the city were even more numerous than cabbages. Even people from major Sects were not favored here.

Here, identity was not recognized; only the sword in one’s hand was.

On the city wall, a row of spiritual swords was inserted, said to be a sword Formation arranged by a certain Sword Cultivator, mimicking a Formation.

Entry into the city was quite lenient; the city gate guards did not conduct strict inspections. After orderly queuing, they entered very easily.

On both sides, wanted posters were affixed, all depicting a beautiful face, identical to the one in Lu Bai’s ring.

What he hadn’t expected was that Meng Lang, pulling him, pointed at the wanted poster and excitedly said.

“Hey, hey, hey! Isn’t that so-and-so! I found a clue!”

Without any disguise or lowering his voice, these words… immediately exploded at the city gate!

Lu Bai stopped, stiffly turned his head, and looked at Meng Lang, utterly bewildered.

Dude…

Don’t you look at the occasion when you speak?

Previously, the bustling atmosphere around them had changed, and sharp gazes shot over.

A cold glint arrived first, and then… countless sharp swords were drawn, their tips pointing at Lu Bai and the other.

Accompanied by a low shout, the frozen atmosphere was immediately broken.

“Seize them! Hand them over to the Sword Tomb!”