Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 4973 - 4973 Chaos Origin Sealess Fruit

4973 Chaos Origin Sealess Fruit

When the Sword Dao celestial river completely hung above the entire celestial palace, it stopped flowing as if it had solidified.

In the next moment, the Sword Dao celestial river shattered with a loud bang, and endless streams of light scattered across the entire Immortal Palace!

All the white-robed men looked at the ceiling of the Immortal Palace and were shocked again.

Under the dome, as the Sword Dao celestial river dissipated, two figures appeared.

Jian Wushuang’s expression was calm as if nothing had happened. However, his right arm was pressed against the black-robed young man’s chest.

The black-robed young man’s exposed Immortal body was covered in wounds. Drops of divine blood gushed out from the wounds, and it was difficult to stop them.

He looked at Jian Wushuang in disbelief, his face ashen.

If the finger pressing against his heart was a True Sword, he would have died and his Immortal body would have shattered.

Time seemed to stop. Jian Wushuang withdrew his palm and landed on the ground of the Immortal Palace without saying a word.

At this moment, all the people in white, Cang Ting, and Vast Moon Immortal Lord looked at Jian Wushuang in disbelief.

With the strength of a Yan Immortal, he easily defeated a Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal who went all out. This was beyond their imagination.

Yan Fan hugged Jian Wushuang and laughed, “Amazing!”

Cang Ting sat back in his original spot, looking dejected.

Then, the black-robed young man landed from the sky and looked at Jian Wushuang with a complicated expression.

He seemed to be still immersed in that scene and had yet to recover from the lingering fear. He never thought that he would lose, and that he would lose without any leeway.

“How is it, Cangting? Who won?” Yan Fan turned to look at Cang Ting, who was in a daze, and asked with a smile.

Cang Ting slowly raised his head and stared at him. After a while, he said, “I lost. I’ll give you what you want now.”

After he finished speaking, he reached out and flipped his hand. Immediately, ancient and abstruse sword patterns came out of his palm.

This was Cang Ting’s Sword Dao!

However, the Sword Dao he released only appeared for a moment before it was immediately dispersed by a stream of Yan power.

Cang Ting raised his head and looked at Yan Fan, who was smiling evilly, and was puzzled.

“Alright, alright. No matter what, we’re still old friends who can live with our reputation. I don’t want to copy your past. Besides, do you think I’m coveting your Sword Dao? No matter what, I’m still a Sword Immortal!”

“I just wanted to show off my disciple to you today.”

Yan Fan could not help but burst into laughter.

Cang Ting’s expression changed several times, and in the end, there was only helplessness left.

The Vast Moon Immortal Lord, who had rushed over, shook her head helplessly. The carefree middle-aged man in front of her seemed to have not changed at all.

“Alright, alright. We’ve drunk the wine, talked, and fought. We should go.” Yan Fan waved his hand and said, “We still have important matters to attend to, so we won’t chat with you.”

“Wait, are we leaving just like that?” Cang Ting said coldly, causing the entire Immortal Palace to fall into silence again.

Then, he cleared his throat and said, “Vast Moon, don’t keep the wine. Take out all the remaining moon dew. If you don’t drink it today, don’t even think about leaving!”

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“Alright, don’t send me off. We don’t know when we’ll meet again. It’s as if we have a good relationship.”

Yan Fan waved his hand and said while standing on the square of the Immortal Palace. In order to avoid Vast Moon Immortal Lord’s resentful and passionate gaze, he almost shrank behind Jian Wushuang.

The Vast Moon Immortal Lord retracted her gaze and then came to Jian Wushuang, looking at him with the gaze of an elder.

The corners of Jian Wushuang’s mouth curled up unnaturally.

Then, the Vast Moon Immortal Lord reached out and pulled his right arm, placing something in his palm.

“You are his disciple, so this is my gift to you. In the future, when you are in a life or death situation, open it.”

In his palm, there was a full moon that was emitting a hazy moonlight. It was extremely beautiful.

Jian Wushuang did not know whether to laugh or cry, but he did not refuse the goodwill of Vast Moon Immortal Lord. After thanking her, he solemnly put it into his arms.

Cang Ting and Yan Fan walked side by side at the front.

“You’ve taken in a good disciple whose future achievements will not be inferior to yours. It’s only a matter of time before he becomes a Sword Immortal.”

Yan Fan smiled when he heard that. “My goal isn’t just to let him become a Sword Immortal. Perhaps he might advance to an even more unpredictable realm.”

“You’re that confident?” Cang Ting looked at him.

Yan Fan sighed slightly and said, “It’s not that I’m confident, but he made me believe that his future will not settle at just a Sword Immortal.”

“Do you know why I was so calm after he defeated your disciple?”

“Why?”

“Because I know that he can easily defeat your disciple and even kill him in an instant.”

“It’s also because I didn’t set the bar for him as your disciple, but you.”

Even with Cang Ting’s composure, he was shocked after hearing such shocking words.

“Do you know what you’re saying? I’m a Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal, only a hair’s breadth away from becoming a Sword Immortal. Even if I’m not your match, I’m definitely not that far off!”

Yan Fan sighed again. “I know, but I still won’t change my mind because I’ve already discussed Sword Principle with him before this.”

“He blocked my sword strike, and he did it effortlessly.”

Cang Ting took a deep breath. “Is what you said true?”

“Although I don’t tell the truth much, this sentence is absolutely true.”

Cang Ting sighed faintly. “If that’s the case, I can’t guess where his future will be.”

“We can’t see that far. The only thing we can do is to act as guides.” Yan Fan looked into the distance with a myriad of thoughts.

“Oh right, you old brat, you still haven’t told me what’s going on with your disciple’s realm. At that time, I could tell at a glance that he consumed something to advance to the Grand Yan Immortal.”

Cang Ting smiled. “As expected, nothing can escape your eyes. That’s right, I did feed him a fruit that contains great fate energy.”

“What?” Yan Fan was completely shocked. “Damn, what kind of fruit is so heaven-defying that it can help you break through cultivation realms?!”

He looked proud. ” I’ll call it the Chaos Origin Sealess Fruit for now.”

“Chaos Origin Sealess Fruit?

What a weird name. It sounds so cheap.”

“Cough, watch your words. I came up with that name myself.”

“I knew it was you, you old scoundrel. You clearly have no sense of style, yet you insist on pretending to be profound and mysterious, giving it such a bizarre name that lowers the overall standard.”

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“Damn it, I’m done talking!”

“No, no, go on. Let me see if you can get a few hundred of those fruits for my disciple to taste.”

“Do you think they’re clay pills? You want a few hundred to taste? Those fruits that contain unparalleled luck and fate energy, even if you reach the heavens, you might only get one.”