Realm, no matter what, wouldn't be able to escape him.But now Lu Ye has been teleported away, who knows where he was sentJust when Song was furious, the cultivator who had spoken earlier spoke again:...It was as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, his figure sinking constantly. Everything around him became illusory and hazy. Only the soft body in his embrace gave Lu Ye a sense of reality, keeping him from losing himself completely.

After an unknown amount of time, I suddenly felt a sense of peace and clarity.

When he came to, a voice filled with the wisdom of ages suddenly appeared in his ear.

"Weapons wielded by cultivators vary in power, just as the cultivators themselves possess different strengths. Some weapons are superior to others…"

Lu Ye was momentarily confused. Turning his head, he met a pair of beautiful eyes gazing at him with concern.

To their astonishment, it was Nian Yue Xian herself. Their eyes met, confirming that they were both safe and sound. Only then did they relax.

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At this moment, the three of them were standing in front of a thatched cottage.

The elderly man sat there calmly, with three people kneeling in a row before him, seemingly showing great respect.

A series of

ripping sounds echoed through the air, causing the three people to simultaneously raise their heads. In the direction from which the sound originated, streaks of light flashed across the sky.

"Those are the flying swords!" Ying Wujī's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw the true nature of those streaks of light.

As soon as the words left his mouth, numerous streaks of light converged towards a steep mountain peak nearby. In the next instant, a steady clinking sound echoed incessantly as many flying swords plunged into the mountain wall, leaving only their handles protruding.

The elder's voice stopped, he looked at the cliff filled with flying swords, his expression was complex, and he slowly opened his mouth: "Jian Shan is the foundation of my Jian Qi Zong. Today, the three of you enter my sect. One day you refine a flying sword that can be ranked on Jian Shan, then you can leave the sect."

There is a lot of information hidden in these words, at the very least it helped Lu Ye understand some things.

This is the Jianqi Sect, and the mountain peak with swords stuck all over it is Jian Shan. The three of them are currently paying homage to this old man as their master.

From the elder's words, it seems that Jianqi Zong is probably a place for cultivating weapon refiners. If you want to leave the sect, you must forge a flying sword capable of being ranked on Jian Shan!

Suddenly, Lu Ye's heart was enlightened. The vortex that appeared on the stone platform, along with it, was a secret realm.

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He wasn't a fool, he naturally understood that opportunity meant risk. A place like this, where the Divine Sea Realm could enter, who knows what kind of risks it held

Lu Ye and Ying Wuji had different thoughts, but Nian Yue Xian slowly stood up, frowning and said, “Do you want me to become your disciple”

Entering one's door is like becoming a disciple.

Moreover, she was just an independent cultivator. Since the day she started her cultivation, she had no master or fellow disciples. Now that she has reached this level of cultivation, she wouldn't even consider finding a master for herself.

Even in a secret realm!

The old man looked at Nian Yuexian calmly, completely ignoring her cold expression. "Don't you want to"

"Whether you are willing or not, it depends on whether you have the ability." As soon as he finished speaking, Nian Yuexian flicked his wrist and thrust his sword towards the old man.

In her hand, she held the very short sword, two feet long, that had been taken from the stone pedestal.

Such a short sword is actually more suitable for her as a ghost cultivator's weapon, rather than a sword cultivator's. With her cultivation level in ghost cultivation, coupled with such a sharp blade, if she were to successfully ambush someone, there wouldn't be a single Divine Sea Realm expert in the Nine Continents who could withstand it.

Both Lü Yè and Ying Wújí hurriedly dodged, fearing they would be splashed with blood.

As for Neiyue Xian's strength, the two had no doubt whatsoever. However, no matter how you put it, suddenly arriving at such a secret realm and suddenly having to worship such an old man as their master, both of them felt a little reluctant in their hearts.

If Yue Xian could lend a hand to resolve this matter, it wouldn't be a bad thing.

But in the next instant, Lu Ye and Ying Wuji's pupils contracted, and Nian Yuexian's eyes were also filled with astonishment.

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The moment the elder's sword light slashed out, he also loosened his fingers holding onto Liu Xu's short sword. Nian Yuexian retreated smoothly and held her sword horizontally in front of her.

With a deafening thud, Nian Yuexian let out a muffled groan. Her entire body flew through the air like a dandelion seed, disappearing in an instant without a trace. It was unclear where she had been struck.

Then, the old man's voice sounded again: "Since the willow catkins have fallen into your hands, it means they are destined for you. I hope you won't let them go to waste!"

>> surprising elasticity came from her chest. With Lu Ye's current perception, he could clearly feel the thrilling arc and shape, his nose filled with the intoxicating fragrance. Her hair danced in the...