177: Chapter 177 You bunch of trash, you think you're worthy?

The next day!

The central square of Shanhai City was still packed with people.

Even though hundreds of Sword Cultivators had slaughtered each other yesterday, today, everyone appeared here as if nothing had happened.

Even the blood on the ground hadn't been washed clean.

Chen Xian appeared here all by himself.

"What did you send that girl Zhou Duoer to do?"

Chen Xian said with a smile, "It's a secret!"

The Moon Demon snorted in disdain.

"Fine, if you die, at least that girl might survive."

In his view, Chen Xian was typically obsessed with this Sword Qi of the Fearless Sword Saint and was determined to get his hands on it.

The Moon Demon felt some dissatisfaction regarding this.

However, he also harbored a trace of expectation.

If Chen Xian died, would he be able to break free from the soul-forbidding bead and regain his freedom?

Just then, a voice pulled him back to reality.

Feng Haishan stood on the high platform and said with a smile, "Since many Sword Cultivators couldn't make it yesterday, today, I will continue to give everyone the chance to comprehend the Sword Qi!"

"The conditions remain the same."

The Sword Cultivators below were moved to tears, nearly shouting "long live."

Because in their eyes, Feng Haishan was practically a Reincarnation of a Bodhisattva.

How could they not cherish such a great opportunity!

"City Lord Feng, even if I don't comprehend the Sword Intent, I will keep your kindness in my heart."

"Me too."

"Same here."

Feng Haishan saw how excited these people were.

He smiled but said nothing.

He simply summoned that strand of Sword Qi in silence.

The powerful Sword Qi descended upon the square.

Instantly, the atmosphere froze.

Many Sword Cultivators stared at the Sword Qi hungrily.

They tried their best to comprehend even a tiny bit of the Fearless Sword Saint's Sword Intent from it.

One must know that even a tiny bit would benefit them immensely.

As for Chen Xian, watching this scene...

A cold sneer appeared on his face.

He was in no hurry.

Instead, he leisurely watched the eager expressions of the crowd.

At the same time.

Some experts from Duobao Pavilion were secretly observing Chen Xian.

Naturally, this included Mo Hongyu.

"Young Miss, this fellow hasn't made a move yet. Should we act?"

Mo Hongyu was also looking at Chen Xian, her gaze cold. "Since he came to toy with me last night, he must pay the price, but not now."

"Don't alert the enemy."

"What if someone actually manages to comprehend the Sword Qi?"

However, half an hour passed.

The Sword Qi hung in mid-air.

There was still no reaction at all.

These Sword Cultivators looked like people suffering from constipation.

Their expressions were pained, yet they didn't want to give up this opportunity at all.

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly reached everyone's ears.

"Hahahahahahahahaha..."

Chen Xian's loud laughter caught the attention of the Sword Cultivators present.

"Who is it?"

"What are you laughing like a fool for?"

"Could he have gone crazy from failing to comprehend the Sword Intent?"

One Sword Cultivator looked at Chen Xian with annoyance.

"If you're having a fit, then get out! Don't disturb us here!"

"Exactly! If you won't comprehend it, plenty of others will!"

"Heh, do people like you even deserve to comprehend my Revered Master's Sword Qi?"

With one sentence, Chen Xian caused the expressions of these dismissive Sword Cultivators to become extremely varied.

One of them said bluntly, "Hey, the Fearless Sword Saint never took any Disciples! Stop trying to claim him as your Master."

"Besides, if he were your Master, how could you possibly be unable to comprehend the Sword Qi he left behind?"

Chen Xian said smugly, "Who said I can't comprehend it?"

He stood up and walked slowly toward the Sword Qi.

With every step he took...

...the aura on Chen Xian's body grew a bit stronger.

The Sword Qi suspended in mid-air actually began to emit bursts of sword hums at this time.

It was as if it were responding to Chen Xian!

At this moment.

Whether it was the Sword Cultivators present, Feng Haishan, or the people from Duobao Pavilion in the shadows...

...nearly everyone was stunned.

"This fellow can actually trigger a reaction from the Sword Qi."

"Could he really be the Disciple of the Fearless Sword Saint?"

"Impossible. After the Fearless Sword Saint failed to challenge the Thirty-Third Heaven, he perished on the spot. He didn't leave anyone behind to inherit his Legacy."

"How could it be this young man?"

Such were the views of these Sword Cultivators.

But Feng Haishan didn't think so.

In his eyes, a lock that was fundamentally impossible to open now suddenly had a spare key that might work.

Although it wasn't certain if this key could open it...

...he had to try!

Even if the hope was slim, even if there was only a tiny bit of hope...

...Feng Haishan would not give up.

After all, that was a Saint's Magic Treasure.

And the personal sword of a domineering Sword Saint at that.

He had no reason to let even the slightest chance slip by.

Especially when he saw the Sword Qi begin to gradually transform into specks of sword light, continuously dispersing toward Chen Xian's body.

A look of pleasant surprise appeared in his eyes, uncontrollable.

However, while some were happy, others were worried.

Feng Haishan was pleasantly surprised that someone could finally help him retrieve the Fearless Sword Saint's sword from within the Grotto-Heaven.

But the Sword Cultivators in the square all had hideous expressions.

In their view, Feng Haishan had given them the chance to comprehend the Sword Qi.

But the man before them had forcibly snatched that opportunity away.

"Fellow Daoist, this Sword Qi belongs to everyone. What is the meaning of you openly absorbing it now?"

Hearing this, Chen Xian burst out laughing.

"Belongs to you?"

"If you call out to it, will it answer?"

"You haven't comprehended the true essence of the Sword Qi in two whole days. Do you even deserve to be called Sword Cultivators?"

Chen Xian said haughtily, "For a mere bit of Sword Intent, you act like sycophants before City Lord Feng, wagging your tails and putting on a fake show. Do people like you even deserve to be called Sword Cultivators?"

His words made all the Sword Cultivators flush with shame.

"Furthermore, regarding this Sword Qi, City Lord Feng said long ago that if anyone has the ability to take it away, he would never stop them."

"City Lord Feng himself hasn't said anything, yet you're all jumping up and down here?"

"City Lord Feng, am I right?"

As Chen Xian asked this, the Sword Cultivators also looked at Feng Haishan with anticipation.

Attempting to see a different attitude from him.

Would City Lord Feng speak up for them?

As it turned out, Feng Haishan said without hesitation, "This young friend is right. Since I promised to give it to whoever could comprehend more Sword Intent, and this young friend not only triggered a response from the Sword Qi but is even a successor of the Fearless Sword Saint, he naturally has the right to obtain this strand of Sword Qi."

"Tonight, I invite you to the City Lord's Manor to fulfill my other promises. I wonder if you are willing to come?"

Chen Xian nodded.

"That's naturally not a problem!"

Seeing Chen Xian's high-and-mighty, arrogant manner typical of a Prodigy...

...Feng Haishan felt even more excited.