98: Daoxuan: I want to destroy the Wandu Sect!

Chapter 98 Dao Xuan: I want the Ten Thousand Poison Sect annihilated!

"Su Han, you saw an old man half a month ago, do you remember?"

"Please perform the basic sword technique that old man taught you in front of Cang Song."

Su Han nodded.

He slowly drew out his long sword, his gaze becoming focused.

At this moment, Cang Song looked at Dao Xuan, not understanding why Dao Xuan suddenly asked Su Han to demonstrate his sword technique.

Although he didn't understand, he didn't care either.

Therefore, he looked at Dao Xuan, a hint of mockery appearing on his face.

"Dao Xuan, what is the meaning of this?"

"Are you perhaps trying some trick to make me beg for mercy?"

"Hmph, you underestimate me too much, Cang Song... How could I, Cang Song, be someone afraid of death?"

"It's just death!"

"What is there to fear!"

Dao Xuan quietly watched Cang Song, saying nothing.

And at this moment, Su Han also began to brandish his sword.

Su Han's long sword danced in his hand; each move and stance, though a basic sword technique, carried a unique charm.

The sword momentum was steady; every swing of the sword seemed to carry immense power, yet also felt continuous and unending.

Amidst the flashing sword light, an invisible aura seemed to be spreading.

Surprise gradually appeared on Cang Song's face, which had originally been full of mockery.

As he watched Su Han's sword technique, a strange sense of familiarity surged in his heart.

Because some of the essence within this sword technique was almost identical to that of 'someone' in his memory.

And as Su Han continued to perform the sword technique, Cang Song's gaze became increasingly focused, as if he had forgotten his current situation.

His thoughts gradually drifted away, returning to the time when that person had taught him sword practice.

"Impossible!"

"It's impossible!"

"Didn't Su Han just join the Qingyun Sect this year?"

"How could he know this set of sword techniques?"

"Senior Brother Wan has clearly been dead for hundreds of years; his sword technique should have been lost..."

Cang Song shook his head frantically, his eyes filled with disbelief.

And Dao Xuan, watching Cang Song's agitated reaction, nodded slightly.

But he said nothing.

Soon, Su Han finished performing the set of basic sword techniques.

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At this moment.

Cang Song still seemed to be immersed in his memories.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice trembling slightly: "Su Han's sword technique... why is it so familiar?"

Hearing Cang Song's question, Dao Xuan slowly said: "Cang Song, do you still remember Junior Brother Wan's sword technique?"

"What Su Han performed is precisely the basic sword technique that Junior Brother Wan taught you back then."

Cang Song's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: "Senior Brother Wan?!"

"Senior Brother Wan passed away many years ago, how could this sword technique..."

Dao Xuan let out a long, gentle sigh: "Junior Brother Wan, in fact, did not truly die."

"There were many constraints regarding the events of that year, which made it difficult for Junior Brother Wan to reappear, but he also didn't die."

"He has actually been secretly protected by me in the Zu Shi Ci Tang (Ancestral Hall)."

Upon hearing this, Cang Song's body trembled violently: "What did you say?"

"Senior Brother Wan... is still alive?"

Dao Xuan nodded slightly: "That's right."

"These years, I have also always felt guilty, so I have been secretly taking care of Junior Brother Wan."

"It's just that this matter was extremely secretive and was not known to outsiders."

A complex expression appeared on Cang Song's face.

There was surprise, doubt, and a hint of anger and suspicion.

He looked at Dao Xuan, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier? Making me misunderstand you for so many years..."

"And even doing things that betrayed the Qingyun Sect."

Dao Xuan shook his head: "The situation back then was complex. If I had told you that Junior Brother Wan was still alive, it might have caused more trouble."

"Furthermore, I also wanted to wait for a suitable opportunity for you and Junior Brother Wan to reunite."

As he spoke.

Dao Xuan looked at Su Han, "Su Han, who was the person who taught you this set of sword techniques?"

Su Han nodded and looked at Cang Song.

"That old man didn't say his name, but he called himself Old Wan."

"Old Wan?"

"Old Wan!"

In fact, the moment he saw Su Han perform the basic sword technique, Cang Song already had a faint guess in his heart.

After all, Wan Jianyi was a Sword Dao Genius.

His Sword Dao was profound; even Dao Xuan had never learned it.

Moreover, because of his sudden 'death', he didn't leave behind any Disciples or sword manuals.

It wasn't until he heard the address "Old Wan" that Cang Song could no longer hold back, and the emotions in his heart surged out like a flood breaking through a dam.

His eyes instantly turned red, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Senior Brother Wan..."

"Senior Brother Wan really isn't dead..."

Cang Song's voice choked, tears welling up in his eyes.

He seemed to have forgotten where he was, forgotten everything around him.

In his heart, there was only the Senior Brother Wan who had once cared for him deeply and was willing to teach him sword techniques.

Cang Song could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart; his knees went soft, and he knelt on the ground, covering his face with his hands, tears streaming down from between his fingers.

His body trembled slightly, letting out sounds of sorrowful sobbing.

"Senior Brother Wan... I knew you wouldn't die... I knew it..."

Cang Song's voice was hoarse, filled with endless longing and joy.

He didn't even care about his image as the Head Seat of Dragon Head Peak.

At this moment, he was just a Junior Brother crying tears of joy at a reunion.

Su Han and Dao Xuan quietly watched Cang Song, their hearts filled with emotion.

Su Han could understand Cang Song's feelings at this moment.

After all, for so many years, Cang Song had lived to avenge Wan Jianyi. Now, learning that Wan Jianyi was still alive, the emotional impact was immense.

After a long while.

Cang Song's emotions gradually calmed down.

He raised his head, wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, his eyes filled with determination.

"Dao Xuan, take me to see Senior Brother Wan."

Although Cang Song's voice was still a bit hoarse, it was full of anticipation.

"After this, you can kill or skin me as you wish."

"After all, I was wrong, Cang Song is willing to be punished!"

Dao Xuan looked at Cang Song and nodded slightly: "Alright, I can take you to see Junior Brother Wan."

"But I don't want your life."

"Furthermore! I will allow you to atone for your crimes with meritorious deeds."

"But on the condition that you cooperate with me!"

After knowing that Dao Xuan did not kill Senior Brother Wan, Cang Song no longer harbored any hatred towards Dao Xuan; instead, he felt only endless guilt.

Therefore, upon hearing this, he didn't hesitate at all.

"How to cooperate?"

"The Ten Thousand Poison Sect actually dared to come inside the Qingyun Sect and attack my Qingyun Sect Disciples..."

At this moment, Dao Xuan's eyes were full of coldness.

"It seems that old fellow Poison God and the higher-ups of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect have lived long enough!"

"You must cooperate with me to wipe out the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in one fell swoop, annihilating them!"

"If we don't use thunderous methods, won't everyone in the world think that my Qingyun Sect has no one?"

Cang Song nodded solemnly: "Alright!"

"I promise you, Head Disciple Brother."

Dao Xuan looked at Cang Song with satisfaction: "That is very good."

Immediately, he turned his head to look at Su Han, "Su Han, remember not to spread word of today's events."

Su Han cupped his hands and said: "This Disciple understands."

Dao Xuan said to Cang Song: "Get up, come with me to see Junior Brother Wan."

Cang Song stood up and bowed deeply to Dao Xuan.

"Yes, Head Disciple Brother, but there is one more thing I need to say to Su Han."

Having said that.

Cang Song looked at Su Han.