NOVEL NEXT Chapter 59
Chapter 59: A Gathering of the Strong! Wanwan’s Enchanting Smile! The Dual Beauties of Immortal and Demon!
Outside the Profound Heaven Sword Sect
As time passed, more and more martial artists gathered at the entrance of the barrier.
“Old Zhang, you’re already at such an advanced age—what are you doing here?”
“Hmph! And yet, Old Li, if you can be here, why can’t I?”
“You know nothing! I may not be able to enter, but my grandson certainly can!”
“What good will that do? He’s merely at the early stage of Finger Profundity. Even if he gets inside, he’ll just be a bystander. He ought to be careful, lest he lose his life!”
Two long-time rivals, who had known each other for years, had coincidentally crossed paths outside the Profound Heaven Sword Sect.
The next moment, they immediately started bickering. The surrounding martial artists, however, were entirely unfazed. After all, in the past few days, they had witnessed far too many similar scenes. Practically every day, old adversaries would run into each other and break into an argument right in front of everyone. Fortunately, because of the overwhelming number of warriors present, no one dared to resort to violence. Even those with deep-seated grudges refrained from drawing their weapons. It was as though an unspoken rule had formed—no one was to engage in combat outside the Profound Heaven Sword Sect.
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“I never expected this…”
“That I, Lu Xiaofeng, would have such an opportunity.”
A faint smile played on Lu Xiaofeng’s lips as he gazed into the distance. Ever since learning about the Profound Heaven Sword Sect, he had been deeply intrigued. Unlike previous immortal inheritances, which had been selectively bestowed upon predetermined individuals, this one was different. As long as one was a Finger Profundity Grandmaster under thirty, they had a chance to obtain the sect’s legacy.
Given such conditions, how could Lu Xiaofeng not be tempted?
With no interference from the older generation, the competition was solely among young warriors. He firmly believed his chances were quite promising. Even if he failed to claim the sect’s inheritance, securing a cultivation technique from the Outer Sect would be more than sufficient. Nonetheless, to be on the safe side, Lu Xiaofeng had brought several of his friends along.
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“I wonder if the Profound Heaven Sword Sect holds the cure for me…”
A gentle smile graced Hua Manlou’s (花满楼, Huā Mǎnlóu) face as he spoke expectantly.
As a child, he had suffered an accident that left him blind.
His family had spent an immense fortune in an attempt to restore his sight but to no avail.
Eventually, he had come to terms with his condition.
Yet, the emergence of the immortal path had rekindled his hope.
Unfortunately, all previous immortal inheritances had been out of his reach.
But the Profound Heaven Sword Sect… it just might be different.
“Old Hua!”
“The inscription on the stone stele mentioned that even in the Outer Sect, there are numerous medicinal pills.”
“Surely, with the elixirs refined by immortal cultivators, healing your eyes would be a trivial matter!”
Sikong Zhaixing (司空摘星, Sīkōng Zhāixīng)【3】 laughed heartily, reassuring Hua Manlou. In his view, there was absolutely no need for concern. With the miraculous abilities of cultivators, curing blindness should be effortless. His real curiosity lay in discovering how many priceless treasures he could acquire inside the sect.
“I hope so…”
Hua Manlou shook his head, his smile unwavering as he replied softly.
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“Ximen, you intend to take the trial, don’t you?”
Lu Xiaofeng turned slightly, his gaze falling upon the man beside him as he asked solemnly.
For himself, obtaining just a single cultivation technique would be enough.
Whether or not he inherited the sect’s legacy, he did not particularly care.
But knowing Ximen Chuixue, Lu Xiaofeng was certain that he would not settle for anything less than the inheritance itself.
In fact, aside from the Profound Heaven Sword Sect’s legacy, Ximen Chuixue had little interest in other opportunities.
“The Profound Heaven Sword Sect is a sanctuary for sword cultivators.”
Ximen Chuixue glanced at the black-sheathed sword in his hand and spoke plainly.
Lu Xiaofeng had guessed correctly—his sole target was the sect’s inheritance. For Ximen Chuixue, only the pursuit of the sword mattered. Since the Profound Heaven Sword Sect was dedicated to the way of the sword, it was bound to possess unparalleled sword arts.
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A slender female figure silently appeared in midair.
She was barefoot, exuding a mesmerizing allure with every movement. Her every gesture brimmed with irresistible charm. “The Demoness Wanwan…”
“So this is the power of an immortal?”
“If the Demoness has arrived, then surely the Saintess will appear soon as well!”
“Amitabha.”
A gentle, holy voice resonated through the crowd.
Suddenly, the warriors who had been bewitched snapped back to their senses.
“What… what was I doing?”
“Damn it! How utterly disgraceful!”
Embarrassed, they wished they could dig a hole and disappear.
“Hmph.”
“So dull.”
Wanwan pouted, turning her gaze to the horizon.
As expected, her longtime rival, Shi Feixuan, had arrived.
Unlike Wanwan’s bewitching allure, Shi Feixuan exuded an aura of sacred purity, as though she were a celestial being untouched by the mortal world.