Chapter 130 - 108: Just Passing By, Any Objections to Me Taking a Disciple?

Chapter 130: Chapter 108: Just Passing By, Any Objections to Me Taking a Disciple?

The Flying Sword arrived beneath the falling figure, pressing its blade against the young man’s waist and gently lifting him up. Within the Sword Array, the unconscious young man hung in a U-shape over the Flying Sword. He slowly ascended, drifting toward the middle-aged man.

Countless older generation figures of the Eastern Domain watched this scene, inwardly realizing things had taken a turn for the worse. The elders of the Celestial Sword Sect were particularly resentful. They watched helplessly as the physical body they were about to secure flew toward the lazy middle-aged man.

Immediately, an older figure from the Celestial Sword Sect stepped forward and spoke, biting the bullet.

"I am Qing Changlin, Seven Peaks Elder of the Celestial Sword Sect. Greetings, Elder Yan. May I ask what the meaning of this is?

"Elder Yan, this boy has a grudge against us. As an esteemed Saint of a region, what is your reason for intervening so suddenly?"

It wasn’t just the Celestial Sword Sect elders who were anxious; all the various factions of the Eastern Domain were seeing red. With the Sword Embryo and the inheritance nearly in their grasp, how could they just watch someone take him away after paying such a heavy price? Even though that man was a lofty Saint Realm Powerhouse, they were unwilling to give up so easily.

What was a Saint?

A terrifying supreme being who had cultivated a Great Dao to the transcendent Saint Realm. Even if a Divine King arrived in person, they might not necessarily be able to suppress one. They were arguably the most terrifying group of people below the Human Emperor, representing the absolute ceiling of power in this great era. "Saint" was often merely a title for those with unfathomable cultivation. Some Saints even dared to challenge the Human Emperor.

But faced with the temptation of the Sword Embryo and the Ancient Imperial Race’s inheritance, these older generation figures couldn’t care less.

Hearing their words, the middle-aged man sat with a jug of wine dangling from one hand, casually resting his elbow on his knee. He slowly looked down at them with a faint smile on his lips, his tone cynical and mocking.

"Nothing special. I just happened to pass by and decided to take a disciple. None of you have a problem with that, right?"

BOOM!

Yan Nantian’s words struck like a bolt of heavenly lightning, instantly exploding in the hearts of the endless Cultivators. It was obvious that he had taken a fancy to the young man’s world-shocking sword strike from earlier and intended to take him as his inheritor.

"No, absolutely not!"

For a moment, countless older generation figures subconsciously protested, voicing their inner thoughts. That young man absolutely could not be allowed to enter the Sword Saint’s tutelage. If he truly became the South Mountain Sword Saint’s disciple, it would undoubtedly pave a smooth, unopposed path for him. From then on, no one would be able to restrict the boy’s rise.

However, as soon as their protests faded, Yan Nantian lifted his lazy eyes and gazed at them from afar.

"What, you have a problem?"

"I..."

Merely meeting his gaze, the Cultivator who had spoken instantly froze. His breathing quickened, and his body couldn’t help but tremble.

It was the stare of a Saint.

Seeing the elder nearly wet himself in fear, Yan Nantian instantly lost interest.

"Eleven, let’s go."

With a light wave of his sleeve, he retracted the Sword Array. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the middle-aged man turned his Flying Sword and slowly departed, unhurried and calm. Following his turn, the Flying Sword carrying Jiang Hao sped off as well.

The countless Cultivators could only watch helplessly. Before long, the figure and the middle-aged man vanished into the night sky.

However, the entire Xingyue City Earth Realm boiled over, erupting into a frenzy.

"Jiang Hao... is he really Jiang Hao?"

Recalling the scenes from earlier, everyone was dumbfounded. He had fought against a sky full of top-tier, peerless prodigies, cleaved through endless absolute freaks with his sword, and even the Seven Great Sequences of the Celestial Sword Sect had perished by his hands.

"One sword. It took just one sword to slay the Seven Great Sequence figures."

"Just how terrifying is this kid? Has he been hiding his strength since eight years ago?"

"Nine Spirit Transformations, Eight Meridians and the Spine’s Eight Transformations... is this person really Jiang Hao?"

One by one, the Cultivators of the Xingyue City Earth Realm breathed heavily, their eyes full of disbelief. They refused to believe that the trash from back then had grown to such heights, and now he had even caught the eye of a Saint who directly took him into his tutelage. Furthermore, it wasn’t just any ordinary Saint—it was the South Mountain Sword Saint!

At this moment, an earthquake of monumental proportions shook Xingyue City, though its tremors were felt entirely in the hearts of the crowd. Even the older generation figures from the various factions were panicking. With Yan Nantian acting as his protector, that young man now truly had the qualifications to contend for hegemony against the endless Saint Sons.

At the Ye Family Mansion.

"Little fool?" Watching Jiang Hao being taken away by Yan Nantian, Ye Qingxian’s eyes were filled with worry.

Gu Qingyan, however, let out a heavy sigh of relief and said indifferently, "Little Sister Qingxian, you don’t need to worry anymore. Taken away by the Yan Saint, he’s most likely fine. This is a blessing he must have cultivated in his past life."

It wasn’t until they heard Gu Qingyan’s words that Ye Qingxian and her father, along with Ye Canghai and the others, finally put their minds at ease.

However, this battle had caused a sensation across the entire Eastern Domain. Time slowly passed. Everything that happened in the Xingyue City Earth Realm swept through the countless Earth Realms of the Eastern Domain like a gust of wind.

Several months later.

"What did you say? In the Xingyue City Earth Realm, Jiang Hao?"

"Eight Meridians and the Spine’s Eight Transformations? Nine Spirit Transformations?"

"Are you telling me that the Celestial Sword Sect’s Seven Great Sequences actually perished? And they were killed by a single person?"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Unless those legendary figures have emerged, any single Sequence of the Celestial Sword Sect is an extremely terrifying existence. How could so many of them fall?"

"It’s true. Rumor has it that the Celestial Sword Sect is furious. The Sect Leader personally came out of seclusion and roared at the heavens. One Elder was nearly killed by the Sect Leader in public."

"GASP! Could it really be true?"

"If it really is true, doesn’t that mean our Eastern Domain has given birth to another cross-domain, world-shaking prodigy?"

The fall of the Celestial Sword Sect’s Seven Great Sequences in the Xingyue City Earth Realm had already spread throughout the entire Eastern Domain in just a few short months. Echoing alongside this news across the countless Earth Realms of the Eastern Domain was an extremely unfamiliar name—Jiang Hao!

For a time, this name resounded throughout the Eastern Domain, mentioned by an incalculable number of Cultivators.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Nanling, outside a massive city that was larger than the entire Xingyue City Earth Realm, sat a secluded thatched cottage.

A beautiful figure dressed in green carried a bowl of Spirit Medicine brewed from Spirit Grass across the courtyard. She gently pushed open the wooden door of the cottage, a hint of joy rippling in her beautiful eyes.

"You’re awake?"

As the pleasant voice reached his ears, the young man stared at the girl in green with extreme vigilance, instinctively feeling around for something.

Seeing this, the girl in green pursed her lips into a light smile. She set down the medicine bowl and said softly, "Looking for your sword? Here, it’s behind you."

Hearing her, Jiang Hao paused for a moment. He quickly located the Chaos Sword Embryo and instantly gripped it in his palm, though he didn’t lift it immediately.

The girl in green didn’t mind his wariness. She walked toward Jiang Hao and said, "Don’t worry, I mean you no harm. That sword on your person is indeed terrifying, but I wouldn’t dare take it."

Watching the girl tidy up the room on her own, Jiang Hao slowly lowered his guard. At the very least, the Chaos Sword Embryo was still there. This person was likely neither an enemy nor a friend.

"Where is this?" Looking at the unfamiliar environment, Jiang Hao couldn’t help but survey his surroundings.

The girl replied naturally, "Ten miles from here is the Celestial Pride Sacred City, so this counts as the Holy City’s Earth Realm."

"Holy City?" Jiang Hao looked perplexed.

The girl in green paused her tidying and thought for a moment before answering, "Nanling."

"Nanling?"

Jiang Hao was momentarily stunned by her answer, but he kept his composure. He only remembered a terrifying figure appearing in the night sky before he lost consciousness; he had almost entirely forgotten what happened after that.

After recalling his memories for a moment, Jiang Hao suddenly sensed something. He jerked his head up, staring fixedly at the girl in green.

The peak of the Nine Spirit Transformations?

The other party was just a seemingly ordinary girl, appearing even slightly younger than him, yet she actually possessed a cultivation base at the peak of the Nine Spirit Transformations.

Seemingly sensing the change in Jiang Hao’s expression, the girl subconsciously glanced at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You’re a Cultivator of the Nine Spirit Transformations?" Jiang Hao blurted out subconsciously.

Hearing this, the girl gave a self-deprecating smile.

"It’s merely the Nine Spirit Transformations with One Transformation of the Eight Meridians. Walking around the Holy City’s Earth Realm, everyone you bump into is at the Nine Transformations cultivation level. It’s not like it’s One Vein Many Transformations, so what’s there to make a fuss about?"

As soon as she said this, Jiang Hao was instantly dumbfounded. If anyone could casually bump into Cultivators of the Nine Spirit Transformations just by walking around, what kind of place was this?

"Are the Cultivators of the Nine Spirit Transformations you mentioned all around your age?"

"The difference isn’t too great. You’re not a native Cultivator of Nanling, are you? It’s normal. When I first arrived here, I had the exact same expression as you do now.

"It’s true that I’m at the Nine Spirit Transformations, but you shouldn’t make such a fuss about it in the future. Otherwise, you’ll make a fool of yourself and seem like you haven’t seen the world.

"Geniuses from barren lands like us aren’t worth showing off in the Holy City. The only exception would be someone like that Jiang Hao, who’s been the talk of the town lately.

"Suppressing and killing the Seven Great Sequences of the Celestial Sword Sect with a single sword strike... even if such a person is an absolute freak born in a barren land, he would still be respected in the Holy City."

As the girl spoke, she finally finished tidying up the room. She walked toward Jiang Hao and extended her hand.

"Hello, my name is Mu Yiyi. I still don’t know what yours is?"

"Jiang Hao!"