27: Chapter 27 Headquarters of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion

Elder Nie Yun stroked his beard and nodded imperceptibly, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

Senior Sister Liu Hanbing revealed a stunningly beautiful smile, blooming like a snow lotus—pure and flawless—as she swayed, moving like a green leaf in the wind.

She traced a perfect arc through the air and landed on the black eagle.

However, landing right beside Hun Tiandi, Senior Sister Liu Hanbing's action stirred anger within Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng, though his expression remained indifferent.

Inside the sleeves of his blue robe, his hands clenched into fists, creaking audibly, with veins bulging on his arms.

Screech!

With an eagle's cry, the five black eagles shrieked, their wings flapping violently as they transformed into five streaks of black lightning, darting into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, they vanished into the horizon.

"Li Tianhao, who is that kid?"

Amidst the clouds, the five black eagle magical beasts flew in formation, and Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng asked.

"Senior Brother Lin, this kid is named Yun Tian. He has the best talent among the new students this time—a five-star Dou Practitioner at twelve years old, with a terrifying S-rank test result."

"Elder Nie Yun and Senior Sister Liu both think very highly of Yun Tian."

Li Tianhao said, sharing information regarding Hun Tiandi.

"S-rank?" Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng's expression changed; he hadn't expected another monster to appear. That monster in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion had exceptional talent and had been taken as a personal disciple by the Pavilion Master, holding a prestigious status.

He snorted coldly in his heart; regardless of what talent the kid had, Senior Sister Liu Hanbing was already regarded by him as his exclusive prize.

Anyone who dared to touch his woman was simply an old man eating arsenic—courting death.

"Senior Brother Lin, there is something I don't know if I should say."

Li Tianhao said cautiously.

"Speak!" Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng said.

"During this Cangyun Town recruitment, Senior Sister Liu did not stay in the courtyard arranged by the town mayor, but instead stayed at Yun Tian's home. A lone man and a lone woman..."

Li Tianhao was also a shrewd person, omitting the key details.

As expected, upon hearing this, a cold killing intent surged from Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng. Li Tianhao, knowing when to stop, silently retreated.

Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng looked at Hun Tiandi's figure, his killing intent churning within.

Hun Tiandi was sitting cross-legged to the side when he suddenly felt a chill down his back. He unleashed his soul power, perceiving Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng's chilling killing intent completely.

"A femme fatale!" Hun Tiandi grumbled internally.

He had no intention of cultivating, so he gazed into the distance, overlooking everything from high above.

Flying freely and soaring through the sky was everyone's dream.

On the current Fighting Qi Continent, only experts above the Dou Wang level possessed the ability to manifest Dou Qi wings; ordinary people could only watch with silent envy.

"Dou Wang?" Hun Tiandi clenched his fists; the Dou Wang level was a realm he would soon break through to.

Ten days later, after the continuous flight of the black eagle magical beasts, they finally arrived at the location of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion's headquarters.

The Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was located in a mountain range shrouded in mist. Looking at the endless, undulating mountains, it was easy to tell that a powerful formation was hidden here.

Outside the mountain gate stood a massive stone tablet with three large characters inscribed on it. The three characters were written in a flourishing, dragon-like style, filled with the sharp edge of the sword path.

"Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion!"

The five black eagle magical beasts landed in front of the mountain gate. The group of twelve jumped off the magical beasts, the new students feeling extremely excited.

This was the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

The area around the stone tablet was an open expanse; even high-level magical beasts dared not approach it without authorization.

A bamboo house suddenly opened, and an old man with white hair slowly walked out, a strange glint flickering in his cloudy eyes.

"Old man Nie, you're back?" the white-haired old man said indifferently.

"Hahaha, I'm back! The mission arranged by the Pavilion Master can be considered complete!"

Elder Nie Yun laughed heartily and said cheerfully.

"Why haven't you paid your respects to Elder Wang yet!" Elder Nie Yun said, turning to the group.

"Greetings, Elder Wang!" Senior Sister Liu Hanbing and the others bowed.

The white-haired old man nodded slightly.

"Follow me into the Sword Pavilion!" Elder Nie Yun waved his hand and led the group into the mist-shrouded formation.

The path they walked was extremely strange, and not long after, they saw the interior.

Although there were still undulating mountains within the formation, it was worlds apart from the outside.

Inside, there were valleys, waterfalls, lakes, bamboo forests, and grand halls; all sorts of buildings were present.

Under Elder Nie Yun's guidance, it didn't take long before they arrived at the top of a high mountain. On the summit was a massive plaza, with a gigantic grand hall standing upon it.

There were already nearly a hundred people on the plaza waiting quietly, looking at Hun Tiandi and his group with disdain.

Elder Nie Yun told Hun Tiandi and the others to wait, while he entered the palace himself.

"Sword Pavilion!"

Hun Tiandi saw the plaque of the palace, with two ancient and sharp characters inscribed on it.

The boys and girls on the plaza were likely also new disciples recruited by the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion from all over the Central Plains.

"Kid, you're a new disciple this time. From now on, you'll follow me!"

Suddenly, as Hun Tiandi scanned his surroundings, an arrogant voice rang out beside him. Turning around, he saw a tall youth wearing a grey short-sleeved shirt, with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and bronze-colored skin.

He spoke to Hun Tiandi in a booming voice; it turned out this guy saw that he looked refined and decided to order him around.

Hun Tiandi ignored him directly. The short-sleeved youth grew impatient, extending a palm like a cattail fan to grab at Hun Tiandi's shoulder.

Hmph!

Hun Tiandi didn't indulge him either. With a cold snort, he shifted his feet slightly, his left hand moving as fast as lightning to clamp onto the youth's wrist like a caliper.

Leaning his body backward, he grabbed the youth's shoulder blade with his right hand and exerted sudden force, executing a clean shoulder throw.

Argh!

With a boom, the short-sleeved youth hit the ground, the intense pain causing him to cry out involuntarily.

"Kid, you dare bully my big brother? You're courting death!"

Three youths nearby exclaimed in shock. Seeing Hun Tiandi make a move, they were instantly enraged and attacked him together.

Hun Tiandi acted after them but arrived first. A silver light flashed beneath his feet, his figure moving like lightning. He clenched his fists, exploding with physical strength.

Argh...

In the blink of an eye, all three were lying on the ground in pain. Hun Tiandi flashed back to his original position, as if he had never left.

"Pavilion Master, this..."

Unbeknownst to them, six figures had appeared at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion's grand hall. The leading middle-aged man looked to be over sixty, dressed in a black robe with a cold, resolute face, and sharp sword Qi flowing from his body.

The middle-aged man in the black robe waved his hand. His jet-black hair was loose. In Hun Tiandi's eyes, this person was like an unparalleled divine sword, his sword Qi soaring into the sky, piercing the firmament.

"Interesting!" The black-robed middle-aged man's gaze was cold and sharp as he stared at Hun Tiandi.

Elder Nie Yun had already reported the deeds of this youth.

Exceptional talent, and he would retaliate for the slightest grievance. When Hun Tiandi made his move earlier, the group had already appeared in front of the Sword Pavilion.

Hun Tiandi's soul power had also sensed them, yet he decided to act anyway, wanting to intimidate those present.

"Bastards! Daring to act recklessly in front of the Sword Pavilion? All of you will be sent to the Sword Grave for punishment later!"

Suddenly, Elder Nie Yun scolded them. He thought very highly of Hun Tiandi and feared that the earlier confrontation would arouse the Pavilion Master's disgust.

Therefore, he had initiated the reprimand first.

"It's fine. Being young and hot-blooded shows vitality. If one isn't hot-blooded, can they still be called a young person?"

The black-robed middle-aged man waved his hand and spoke softly. Strangely, the voice was not loud, yet it fell clearly into the ears of every disciple on the plaza.

Elder Nie Yun stepped forward and came to the side of the four people lying on the ground, flipping his hand to take out four medicinal pills for healing from his storage ring.

He distributed them to the four new students to take.

The four short-sleeved youths stood up nimbly and returned to the ranks.

Hun Tiandi stood with his hands behind his back, a clear breeze blowing, his green robe dancing, his body as straight as a sword, his eyes deep and bright.