32: Record broken, the Great Sword Pavilion arrives!

Time flew by, and another hour passed. Ji Wuchang still sat there motionless.

At this moment, everyone present was completely numb.

“Senior Sister, it’s already been three hours!”

Huang Wanqiu spoke, her eyes filled with complexity.

Zhen Miaoqing nodded, then glanced at Ji Wuchang, and calmly said, “He is stronger than me!”

Upon hearing this, Huang Wanqiu’s body trembled instantly.

The weight of these words was immense, for they came from Zhen Miaoqing, the number one Genius of Changsheng Sect!

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared; it was Eighth Elder Jia Yuanliang!

Jia Yuanliang had already learned about Ji Wuchang from the Disciples who had left, so he came in to take a look.

“Greetings, Eighth Elder!”

Zhen Miaoqing, Huang Wanqiu, and the others all bowed to Jia Yuanliang!

Jia Yuanliang nodded slightly, then smiled and said, “Miaoqing, you’ve met your match!”

Zhen Miaoqing smiled faintly, and a powerful confidence radiated from her.

“Eighth Elder, I have set many records for the Sect. Let him break them one by one first!”

“Moreover, he is currently just a rookie in the Qi Refining Realm. It won’t be easy for him to catch up to me!”

Zhen Miaoqing’s words spread, and when the Changsheng Sect Disciples heard them, their faces were filled with admiration.

This was the Senior Sister in their hearts, always so domineering and confident!

Jia Yuanliang was just joking; he didn’t believe that Ji Wuchang could be compared to Zhen Miaoqing!

Jia Yuanliang glanced at Ji Wuchang, then said, “Disperse, go Cultivate! I will keep an eye on this kid. I want to see how long he can last!”

Upon hearing Jia Yuanliang’s words, everyone nodded simultaneously. Then, some left Wind and Thunder Valley, while others began to find places to Cultivate.

An Kecin pulled Tai Yujie and left directly; she was too embarrassed to stay there.

Zhen Miaoqing also nodded to Huang Wanqiu, her body flickered, and she left Wind and Thunder Valley.

As for Huang Wanqiu, she sat cross-legged, her long sword still resting on her knees, and closed her eyes to Cultivate!

At this moment, at the main entrance of Changsheng Sect, Changsheng Sect Master Zhen Yaotian stood there with Second Elder Zhou Yuan and Third Elder Meng Caihong, waiting quietly!

Just then, a huge great blade appeared not far away, with dozens of figures standing on it.

The leader was a man with a large saber on his back.

Almost everyone behind him had the same attire, only the blades on their backs were different!

“Zhao Sandao, ten years no see, you’re still the same!”

Zhen Yaotian said with a smile to the leading man, his expression relaxed.

“Zhen Yaotian, take this blade of mine first!”

Zhao Sandao laughed heartily, his body swayed, and he flew up from the great blade. The great blade on his back leaped up and was grasped by his right hand.

Zhao Sandao didn’t hesitate at all, raising his great blade and striking three consecutive times at Zhen Yaotian.

This was not one blade strike; it was clearly three!

Three blade lights surged against the wind, instantly spanning dozens of meters, arriving directly above Zhen Yaotian’s head. Then, the three blades merged into one and slashed down!

The fierce blade light emitted a sharp explosive sound in the air. The blade hadn’t arrived, but the immense pressure had already descended.

Zhou Yuan and Meng Caihong both changed greatly in color, feeling as if a small mountain had been placed on them.

Zhen Yaotian laughed heartily, and with a wave of his sleeve, the immense pressure instantly vanished without a trace.

Zhou Yuan and Meng Caihong both breathed a sigh of relief. Although that pressure wasn’t aimed at them,

Zhao Sandao was a powerhouse at the fifth level of the Soul Splitting Realm, and they truly couldn’t contend with him!

Zhen Yaotian looked at the great blade falling from the sky, joined two fingers of his right hand to form a sword, and then thrust it out!

If Ji Wuchang were here, he would surely recognize this sword technique, the Azure Cloud Sword Art, which is the most basic sword art of Changsheng Sect!

But at this moment, in Zhen Yaotian’s hands, the feeling of its execution was completely different!

One sword thrust out, like a hundred swords emerging simultaneously, continuous sword lights constantly collided with the great blade slashed down by Zhao Sandao!

“Clang, clang…”

The clashing of blades and swords was incessant! Finally, the figures of the blade and sword simultaneously dissipated.

Zhen Yaotian hadn’t moved a single step from beginning to end, while Zhao Sandao had struck three times. The superiority was immediately apparent!

“I won’t fight anymore, I can’t win!”

Zhao Sandao laughed heartily, his great blade flew up and returned to its sheath on his back!

Zhen Yaotian laughed heartily, then said, “Pavilion Master Zhao, please!”

Zhao Sandao nodded, walked side by side with Zhen Yaotian, and entered Changsheng Sect.

Soon, the news of the Great Blade Pavilion’s arrival at Changsheng Sect immediately spread.

At the same time, news also spread that Pavilion Master Zhao of the Great Blade Pavilion had brought many Disciples, including those in the Purple Mansion Realm, Foundation Establishment Realm, and Qi Refining Realm, to conduct friendly sparring with Changsheng Sect! To deepen the friendship between their respective Disciples!

As this news spread, the entire Changsheng Sect became lively, and everyone began to discuss the matter!

In the main hall of Changsheng Sect, Zhen Yaotian sat in the main seat. Second Elder Zhou Yuan, Third Elder Meng Caihong, Fourth Elder Yin Shuyao, Seventh Elder Jing Fengcheng, Eighth Elder Jia Yuanliang, and Zhen Miaoqing sat on both sides!

Zhen Yaotian smiled and said, “Everyone knows about this matter. This competition is not just a competition, but also a re-allocation of resources!”

“The Purple Mansion Realm match will be handled by Miaoqing. The opponent’s cultivation is similar to yours, so you should be able to handle it!”

Upon hearing this, Zhen Miaoqing stood up and calmly said, “Father, rest assured, I will definitely win this match!”

The Elders had no objection to this, as this competition was only for the younger generation, with strict age limits.

Zhen Miaoqing was currently the number one person among the younger generation of Changsheng Sect, so with her participation, they naturally wouldn’t lose!

Zhen Yaotian smiled and nodded, then continued, “For the Foundation Establishment Realm, five people are needed. I have provisionally selected Huang Wanqiu and Zuo Yan.”

“Let’s discuss the remaining three together!”

Zuo Yan is Second Elder Zhou Yuan’s Disciple, and his cultivation is similar to Huang Wanqiu’s, both at the Peak of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment Realm.

Speaking of which, Zuo Yan and Huang Wanqiu could be considered quite unfortunate. They are of similar age to Zhen Miaoqing but have been completely suppressed by her!

Now Zhen Miaoqing has even entered the Purple Mansion Realm, further widening the gap!

Upon hearing this, the Elders couldn’t help but ponder. Although they wanted to recommend their own Disciples, this was no laughing matter.

Third Elder Meng Caihong spoke directly, “Sect Master, Elders, I recommend Cai Ping!”

When everyone in the hall heard the name Cai Ping, their faces couldn’t help but show a strange expression.

Cai Ping is Zhen Yaotian’s Disciple, with a cultivation of the eighth level of Foundation Establishment Realm.

However, this person has always declared that he wants to marry Zhen Miaoqing. He angered Zhen Miaoqing, who recently gave him a good beating, and it’s unclear if he has recovered yet!

At the mention of Cai Ping, Zhen Miaoqing’s face instantly darkened. She truly disliked this Junior Brother.

If not for her father’s sake, she would have ended him with a single sword strike!