36: Chapter 36 Black Serpent Xia Qing, Soul Skill: Soul Weapon Technique

Finally, Senior Sister Liu Hanbing asked the doubt in her heart.

Hun Tiandi heard this and looked up, saying indifferently, "Going out for training, Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion lacks life-and-death battles, and progress is slow."

"Take care on your journey!" Senior Sister Liu Hanbing said.

After the two finished their meal, Hun Tiandi cleaned up and walked out of the small courtyard.

He thought to himself, "It is time to leave for training; I also need to collect materials to refine that treasure."

Looking up at the Sword Pavilion, he stepped into the main hall.

Inside the main hall, Tang Ying was meditating with his eyes closed. When Hun Tiandi arrived at the center of the hall, he opened his eyes.

"Yun Tian, what is the matter?" Tang Ying's indifferent voice rang out, containing immense majesty.

"Teacher, this disciple wishes to leave the mountain for training, and hopes for your permission."

Hun Tiandi cupped his hands in a salute and said.

"Hmm? Has the cultivation technique conversion been successful?" Tang Ying asked inquisitively.

"It was successful, the Ten Thousand Sword Art has been cultivated to completion!" Hun Tiandi replied.

"Granted, but you must return in one year to participate in the annual martial arts tournament!" Tang Ying said indifferently.

"Thank you, Teacher!" Hun Tiandi saluted and turned to leave the Sword Pavilion main hall.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a brilliant sword light arrived from the sky, tearing through the air and landing on the plaza.

"Senior Brother!" At this moment, the inner sect disciples on the plaza all called out to the young man very politely.

Hun Tiandi followed the sound and looked over. A young man dressed in a black robe, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, was extremely handsome. There was a small golden sword mark on his forehead, adding a sense of majesty.

A long golden sword with a scabbard hung at his waist, and his hands were clasped behind his back, exuding an overbearing arrogance.

"So, he is Senior Brother, Jian Wuchen." Hun Tiandi said softly.

Looking at Jian Wuchen's aura, an invisible killing intent permeated from his body, naturally emitted, and not directed at anyone.

Jian Wuchen's arrival attracted the attention of all the disciples.

He looked around and saw the adoring gazes of a group of young women from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. He frowned slightly and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Tang Ying walked out of the main hall, his cold voice ringing out, "The purpose of this outing is to train."

"Yes!" Everyone said, and Hun Tiandi chimed in casually.

After speaking, he flipped his hand and took out a portrait of a handsome middle-aged man in a red robe, with a cold, stern face that looked somewhat sinister.

He held a black spear in his hand, looking like a Spear King.

"Remember this person, his name is Tianxuan. His cultivation is at the Nine-Star Great Dou Master level, and he is protected by three people. If possible, capture or kill him, and bring him back for a reward of a Fourth-Grade medicinal pill."

Tang Ying said.

"Fourth-Grade? This person's identity is not simple!" Hun Tiandi was shocked; a Fourth-Grade medicinal pill could not be refined by an ordinary Alchemist.

"Yes!" Everyone said excitedly.

"Regardless of whether you find him, you must return in one year!" Tang Ying said.

Afterwards, the disciples began to prepare and left the mountain.

Hun Tiandi walked out of the plaza and let out a soft breath. Going out to seek opportunities was better than bitter cultivation in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

With a movement of his body, he sped toward the outside of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

"Yun Tian, you are finally willing to come out!" At the foot of a mountain near the mountain gate, a young man in black stared at Hun Tiandi with vicious eyes.

"Senior Brother Lin, Yun Tian has left the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion!"

In a small bamboo courtyard, the young man in black reported to Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng. The moment Hun Tiandi left, the message was sent.

"Well done!" Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng was extremely excited, flipping his hand to produce a jade bottle, which he handed to the young man in black.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lin!" The young man in black saluted, and after turning to walk out of the courtyard, a smug smile appeared in his eyes.

"Yun Tian? Since you have left, do not come back!"

Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng's killing intent surged, and he said coldly.

He took six inner sect disciples and followed closely behind, also leaving the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, but this group was not going out for training.

Their purpose was to hunt down Hun Tiandi and completely sever the connection between Hun Tiandi and Senior Sister Liu Hanbing.

Having left the mountain gate, silver light flickered beneath Hun Tiandi's feet as his figure darted away, quickly disappearing into the boundless deep mountains.

He fully unleashed the Three Thousand Lightning Movement and traveled for a day.

At this time, he was a full 1,200 li away from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. The reason he left so quickly was that the fluctuation of his soul power made him feel uneasy.

Vaguely, he sensed an inexplicable danger.

He had just joined the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion and had not offended anyone.

The only possibility was Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng, as this person was dissatisfied with him because of Senior Sister Liu Hanbing.

He did not think much more about it; when his strength improved, he would simply crush him.

Night gradually shrouded the desert. Looking up at the sky, the stars filled the firmament, and the moon, like a curved blade, hung high in the sky, its silver, veil-like moonlight as cold as water.

It poured down, covering everything.

The desert was sparsely populated, but on the hill, there were vaguely many lights and noises, the clamor in the night sounding exceptionally clear.

In the camp, several bonfires were burning, the pale yellow flames dancing, and sparks shooting into the sky, illuminating the area brightly.

Beside the bonfires, many people were leaning back, enjoying wine and conversation, their hearty laughter ringing out as they drank large bowls of wine in one gulp.

Hun Tiandi was also sitting by a bonfire, smiling as he watched the men who were drinking until their faces turned red.

This harmonious atmosphere was something he had rarely experienced before.

"Little Brother Yun Tian, drink a few sips to warm up!" As Hun Tiandi stared at the flames, a voice sounded beside him.

Immediately, a flask of wine flew toward him. He reached out and grabbed it, landing it in his hand.

Looking at the tipsy Han Tian, he nodded gently and said, "Thank you, Brother Han!"

After speaking, he raised the wine flask and took a sip. The fiery, spicy wine vapor felt like a fire dragon dancing, instantly warming his entire body.

"Haha, Young Master Yun, you have a good tolerance for alcohol!" Seeing Hun Tiandi take a sip, the men in the camp all praised him.

Hun Tiandi smiled slightly. This was two days ago when he met Han Tian of the Han Family from Tianbei City. This time, they were on a mission, and he happened to encounter them on the road.

Therefore, he hitched a ride with the caravan to travel together.

Suddenly, from the center of the camp, a pair of long, beautiful legs stepped out, catching Hun Tiandi's eyes.

He smiled slightly, a flash of surprise in his eyes. It was a young woman dressed in blue, with skin as white as snow, a tall figure, and a hint of sternness in her beautiful eyes.

As soon as this young woman appeared, she immediately attracted everyone's gaze. The men in the caravan felt envy and passion.

But more than that, it was reverence.

The young woman scanned the camp, and wherever her gaze landed, the men who had been drinking heavily fell silent.

"In my Han Family caravan, we do not support idlers. I hope you will be self-aware!"

"My name is Han Xue, and I am currently the manager of the caravan. If you have any matters in the future, you can come to me."

"In Tianbei City, my Han Family still carries some weight."

"Tomorrow, we will pass through the Ten Thousand Snake Gorge, so be careful then and hide in the carriage; there is no need to come out."

After speaking, Han Xue swayed her alluring waist, walked past Hun Tiandi, and entered another tent.

"Hehe, my sister is just like that—cold on the outside and warm on the inside."

While Hun Tiandi was deep in thought, Han Tian suddenly appeared by his side and whispered.

Hearing this, Hun Tiandi shook his head slightly.

"Don't be embarrassed. In the entire caravan, as long as they are under thirty years old, who can escape my sister's charm?"

"However, they understand that my sister's strength is too high, so they can only keep their imaginations in their hearts."

Han Tian put his arm around Hun Tiandi's shoulder and sighed.

Hun Tiandi nodded slightly. Although he did not know how strong the Han Family was, their status was naturally far above that of the guards.

"What kind of place is the Ten Thousand Snake Gorge?"

Hun Tiandi asked.

"Damn it, it's that greedy guy again. Alright, stop drinking, double the guards tonight!"

Han Tian cursed angrily.

Hearing this, the guards also stopped drinking, scattered, and reinforced the defenses.

This action caused Hun Tiandi's expression to become serious as well.

"Tomorrow, we will pass through a place called the Ten Thousand Snake Gorge. There is a magical beast, the Black Snake, whose strength is roughly at the Dou Huang level!"

Even some peak Dou Huangs are unwilling to provoke it.

Because the Black Snake can control ten thousand snakes, it is extremely troublesome. Every caravan and convoy that passes by must pay a protection fee before they can pass through smoothly.

If they are unwilling, the consequences...