Chapter 696 - Chapter 696: An unexpected person (1)
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nChapter 696: An unexpected person (1)
nTranslator: 549690339
n“You’d better not act rashly, or you’ll regret it!” She warned with a stern look.
nYu guitian looked back coldly and stepped back, out of Zhao Fei ‘E’s sight.
nHe had never understood why the clan had given the order to get rid of Xia qingchen no matter what.
nNow, he finally understood.
nIt was because Xia qingchen was the Yu family’s greatest worry and obstructed their plans in every way.
nEven he, who had obtained the opportunity to study in the general Hall with great difficulty, had to give up because of this!
nAt this moment, he was in a state of venting his anger on others.
nHe was clearly the one who had sinned and had to draw a clear line with the cloudmist battle group for no reason, yet he actually blamed Xia qingchen in the end?
nZhao Fei ‘e became even more worried as he watched Yu guitian disappear into the crowd.
nShe knew Yu guitian very well-the blind would seek revenge.
nIf there was a favor, he might not repay it, but if there was a grudge, he would not let it go.
nSince he said that Xia qingchen would face a calamity, he would definitely take action.
nShe immediately mounted her horse and chased after the military affairs Hall.
nIn the end, she only found out when she arrived at the military affairs Hall that Xia qingchen had already collected 10000 contribution points and left. After that, she rushed to the campsite of the cloudmist battle group.
nHowever, after Xia qingchen handed over the matters for the next month, he left and entered the martial tower.
nAfter the military parade ended, Xia qingchen temporarily had nothing important to do. Hence, he handed over the training to Fang cuihong and cultivated in peace.
n“In the martial tower? That’s good.” Zhao Fei ‘e was temporarily at ease.
nThere were experts guarding the Wu tower, so the Yu family couldn’t do anything to them.
nAt this moment, Xia qingchen held the sword-brush that allowed him to enjoy many privileges in the military Palace and entered the eighth level of the martial tower without any obstruction.
nThe martial tower had a total of nine floors, and only eight were open to the public.
nWhat was strange was that when Xia qingchen arrived at the eighth level, he actually didn’t encounter any guards.
nHe remembered that on the seventh floor, he had met a man who claimed to be the number one sword Saint of the Northwest Military Region.
nWhy was there no one guarding the eighth floor?
nHowever, it was better to have no one. He had more freedom in his cultivation.
nHe was going to cultivate here for a month and use the spiritual Qi here that was twenty-five times denser than the outside world to break through to the eighth transformation of the middle star level.
nFurthermore, he had become more skilled in the sword Kinesis flight.
nThe last was the sky Fire.
nIt had been a long time since the heaven flame baby had obtained it, but he had never had the chance to absorb it again.
nIt was rare for the martial tower to cultivate in peace, so he should seize the opportunity.
nThere were many heavy goals, and time was short. Xia qingchen immediately entered a state of cultivation.
nLittle did he know, on the seventh floor.
nThe bearded middle-aged man who used to be known as the “No. 1 Sword Saint of the Northwest Military Region” was kneeling on one knee on the ground.
nIn front of him, a red-robed young man with a lazy expression sat with his legs crossed. He was the third son of the military Palace’s Palace master.
n“I did watch the military parade, but I didn’t see any of his brilliant swordsmanship.” The third young master said disapprovingly.
nDuring the military parade, Xia qingchen had actually performed the sword technique of the Imperial sword flying celestial.
nHowever, the speed of the sword was extremely fast, as if it had no shadow.
nTherefore, the third young master had not discovered any traces of the sword.
nI’m telling the truth, ” the guard said. if you don’t believe me, you can summon this person down and test him in person.
n“Forget it, let him cultivate in peace!” The third young master waved his hand.
nHe stretched his back and got up, saying lazily, ” when he’s done with his cultivation, tell him to come to the sword-burying pool in Liangzhou city in 40 days. The No. 1 Sword Saint of the middle cloud realm will come to our military Palace to learn from each other at dusk. If there’s someone who can come, then send another one.
nThe zhongyun territory was a vast fief that bordered the cool territory.
nThe two of them had been competing with each other all year round.
nThe organization that ruled the Army in the zhongyun territory was called huanghun, which was equivalent to the military Palace in the cool territory.
nThe first Sword Saint of the sunset, who had mastered swordsmanship, had issued a challenge to the sword Masters of the military Palace.
nNo matter what, the military Palace could not show weakness.
nTherefore, the third young master had been focusing on the realm of swordsmanship experts.
nfortunately, I managed to borrow the madman’s sword from Princess Yun Yan’s Hall of extraordinary people after much effort. With him around, nothing will go wrong.
nThe Guardian’s lips moved a few times.
nMad sword was a famous swordsman who had cultivated the famous mad sword.
nThe sword Art was messy, strange, and ever-changing. Its power was also unpredictable, which was extremely difficult to deal with.
nHe had once challenged the sword experts of the cool realm’s 50 domains and had not lost a single battle.
nHis reputation was well-known as the crazed sword.
nLater, he was recruited by Princess Yun Yan and became a member of the hall of wonders.
nThe first Sword Saint of the twilight Empire might not be a match for mad sword.
nHowever, what the protector wanted to say was that Xia qingchen’s sword Arts were the ones that had reached the pinnacle.
nIt was just that he didn’t dare to confirm if Xia qingchen was stronger or weaker than the other two sword Saints. Hence, it wasn’t convenient for him to interrupt.
nIn the end, he kept his mouth shut. He thought to himself,’since mad sword is here, there’s no doubt about the challenge. There’s no difference whether I say it or not.’
n“Yes.” The protector said.
nThe third young master walked down the stairs lazily and said, “”If he doesn’t want to go, then don’t force him. If he’s willing to go, I’ll reward him with 1000 merit points.”
nTime slowly passed.
nTwenty days later.
nA series of muffled Thunder-like sounds rang out from the eighth level. Xia qingchen’s fists struck the air, actually producing many muffled sounds.
nThat was the effect of his mental cultivation method, the seven Star demonic technique. His inner strength could explode a second time. Once the inner strength entered his body, it could cause great damage.
nHowever, that was not the main point.
nThe most important thing was that the star power of the punch just now was already at the eighth transformation of the medium star level.
nIn terms of marriage, it completely surpassed the medium star position and was comparable to the great star position.
nIf he were to be compared to the number one sword Saint of the Northwest Military Region on the seventh level, Xia qingchen was confident that he would be able to defeat him easily. There wouldn’t be any difficulty at all.
nNow that his cultivation base had reached his expectations, the next step would be his swordsmanship.
nNine days later.
nA figure stepped on a Broken Sword and flew in the air. After twenty breaths, he slowly landed.
nCompared to the time of ten breaths before, he could finally fly on his sword for twenty breaths. The improvement was extremely obvious!
nThe last was the heaven flame infant.
nA day later, Xia qingchen put down the pill furnace. The glow of the heavenly fire baby inside had become much dimmer, and it shrank back into the pill furnace in a dispirited manner.
nXia qingchen’s eyes were filled with a hint of pity.
nIf it continued to absorb, the heavenly fire baby would die.
nAfter accompanying him for several months, the heavenly fire infant had helped him many times and trusted him greatly.
nIt was really unbearable to erase its existence like this.
n“If only there was heavenly fire for it to devour.” Xia qingchen mumbled.
nTo maintain or grow, the heaven flame baby needed to swallow other heaven flames.
nBut if Xia qingchen had heavenly fire, why would he need to extract the heavenly fire infant’s?
nSighing, Xia qingchen glanced at the Skyfire in his palm, which had grown a little bigger.
nWith the current strength of the heaven flame, forging a level three half Nirvana artifact was a piece of cake, but he found it hard to be happy.
nAfter keeping his things, Xia qingchen went downstairs, preparing to end his cultivation and head over to Gongsun Wuji’s appointment to exterminate the bandits.
nAs soon as he arrived on the seventh floor, the number one sword Saint of the Northwest, who was guarding the place, came forward respectfully. “Young master Xia, the third young master would like to invite you to the sword burial pool in ten days” time,”
nXia qingchen’s brows raised.
nWhat third young master? the three burial sword pool?
nHe had no time to waste here.
n“The third young master is the third son of the military Palace’s Palace Lord. The sword burial pool is a challenge from a swordsman from another realm of the military.”
n“The third young master hopes that you can go and hold the Fort. He also promises you a thousand merit points.”
nContribution points?
nXia qingchen’s heart was moved earlier. It was exceptionally hard to earn merit points. He was able to obtain 1000 merit points just by attending a sparring session. Why wouldn’t he be happy about it?
n“If there’s time, I’ll definitely be there.” Xia qingchen spoke. He might not be able to make it back in time if he went to suppress the bandits.
nAfter he finished speaking, he immediately went to meet up with Gongsun Wuji.
nThey didn’t know that outside the martial tower, there was an unexpected person who had been waiting for a long time!
n(That’s all for today, I’ll add more tomorrow)
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