Chapter 371 - 173: Wooed by All Parties, Highly Sought-After, Mysterious Old Man, Purple Mist School, Landing on Golden Turtle Island

Chapter 371: Chapter 173: Wooed by All Parties, Highly Sought-After, Mysterious Old Man, Purple Mist School, Landing on Golden Turtle Island

He first spoke these words crisply and decisively, but then the clarity in his eyes began to fade with startling speed.

Immediately after,

a look of confusion suddenly appeared in his eyes. The lucidity receded like a tide. He mumbled for a long while before whispering a few phrases:

"Great Five Decline Celestial Saber, Celestial Five Declines, Five Declines..."

The old man’s eyes flickered between clear and muddled. He muttered to himself for a good while, as if unable to grasp the details of his own thoughts.

After a few breaths, he abruptly let go of Ji Xiu’s wrist, grabbed his own nest-like hair, and plopped down on the ground, wailing in frustration and anguish.

"What the hell was that?"

"And who am I? I’m..."

’Great Five Decline Celestial Saber? The complete version?’

’This old man is...’

Unable to gauge the depths of the man before him, Ji Xiu felt his heart give a violent lurch!

He was, after all, blessed with the Innate Wisdom of two lifetimes and the experience of a past life. He was well-versed in all sorts of strange and winding tales!

Therefore, as he looked at this old man who didn’t even know his own name but could remember the Great Five Decline Celestial Saber and claimed he would teach him the complete version...

Ji Xiu couldn’t help but grow suspicious of the old man’s origins.

This ’True Sect Level’ Saber Technique... as far as he knew, only an incomplete version existed on the Celestial Blade Style’s Golden Turtle Island.

From what he understood, only the current Sect Leader Chen Hex’s father, the Martial Saint ’Chen Danding’, and his Ancestral Master ’Wang Xuanyang’, were in possession of the complete version.

’Chen Danding, Wang Xuanyang!’

’If he’s connected to those two...’

A strange look appeared in Ji Xiu’s eyes.

Seeing Zhao Jiu roll up his sleeves, looking like he was ready to jump in at the slightest provocation, a ripple went through Ji Xiu’s heart, and he stopped him.

"Brother Zhao, don’t be hasty."

He pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"Everyone, I need to make a trip to Golden Turtle Island, the island of the ’Celestial Blade Style’."

"When I have some free time later, I’ll treat you all again."

Ji Xiu took a deep look at the mentally unstable old man, a plan forming in his mind.

’In any case, I need to meet with the Sect Leader and Senior Master, Chen Hex.’

’That should be enough to clear the fog and solve the mystery of this old man who appeared out of nowhere.’

...

Meanwhile, on Golden Turtle Island, home of the Celestial Blade School.

This Blessed Land, built sixty years ago by the Three Yang Sect—once Jiangyin’s number one School—had seen its masters scattered like monkeys from a fallen tree after weathering the storms of time. Then, Wang Xuanyang and his Celestial Blade had forcibly occupied it for thirty years.

Today.

Behind the ’Sword Casting Platform’, built of blue bricks and tiles, stood the enshrined Ancestral Hall.

This place was also the last land of inheritance, a remnant branch left behind after the original ’Sword Dao Ancestral Court’ was shattered.

It was a calm spring day, with neither wind nor waves.

But...

One after another, sailing ships flying banners emblazoned with the two words ’Purple Mist’ sailed into Golden Turtle’s harbor and anchored there.

From one of them,

the ’Purple Mist Sect Leader’, a master of the Qi Dao, personally stepped onto the island. He glanced at the internal vista of the Celestial Blade in the distance, ’brimming with Spiritual Mechanism’, and merely nodded.

"This place isn’t bad. I let them have it for sixty years, but today..."

He took a deep breath.

"It’s time it fell under my control!"

STOMP!

Wei Changkong took a single step forward. He had laid low for a full sixty years, patiently becoming the pinnacle of the ’Six Great Mountains’, becoming the number one expert of the Jiangyin Qi Dao. Now, with his lifespan dwindling, he finally experienced what it felt like to be this triumphant and full of vigor, and he couldn’t help but sigh with deep emotion.

"No wonder the Three Yang Sect was so arrogant back then, and Wang Xuanyang was so wild."

"This feeling of dominating the current generation, of being the sole sovereign—it’s truly intoxicating!"

"I should have taken this step long ago! To think I was tricked by that damn Daoist for so many years. Hmph!"

Feeling his Martial Arts Zen Heart grow seemingly more resolute, Wei Changkong’s eyes shone even brighter.

"Perhaps..."

"By recapturing the sharpness of my Dao-heart at the end of my life, I might have a chance to touch the threshold of a ’Titled Martial Saint’?"

"Isn’t that how all the legendary biographies are written!"

And so, he cast aside all restraint and subtlety. He let out a long cry as a vision of Dragon and Tiger shot through the sky. The true breath of Purple Mist shrouded half of Golden Turtle, and his voice boomed like thunder:

"Master Chen, for nearly twenty years, the Celestial Blade Style has had no Leakless expert in residence. And it is common knowledge that Brother Profound Sun has not emerged from the ’Corpse Release Tomb’..."

"According to the rules, you should have already erected his burial mound, and the title of ’School’ should be revoked!"

He had let the Celestial Blade Style occupy such a precious piece of land for twenty years... That was more than enough face!

Now, it was time for him to take charge!

And...

The inheritance from the Ancestral Hall of the ’Sword Dao Ancestral Court’!!