I Have Countless Legendary Swords! Chapter 173

Under an old tree, the little black snake coiled around a rock and trembled.

Zhou Xuanji was tempering his body in the giant cauldron, while the rest were also cultivating.

Chongming Demon Monarch was sparring with the two dragon eagles to hone his body.

Daoya Old Man sat on the hill and looked toward the East. He said with a big frown, “Why do I have a bad feeling?”

At this moment, he suddenly saw two silhouettes coming over from the veil of sand. He jumped up immediately.

“Someone is here!”

He cried out with a deep voice, and everyone opened their eyes.

Chongming Demon Monarch sniffed, and his expression turned into fear immediately. “Why is that old demonic woman here again?” He cried out.

The two people were Xian Xianghua and Qin Gang!

“Tsk tsk. We are deeply fated, my little phoenix. I see you wherever I go.”

Xian Xianghua's voice came, which made Zhou Xuanji, who was in the cauldron, frown immediately.

Old demonic woman!

He immediately flew out from the cauldron. The others took out their enchanted artifacts and prepared for battle.

Soon, Xian Xianghua and Qin Gang walked over.

When they saw Qin Gang, the others could infer that the lady was Xian Xianghua.

Jiang Xue knitted her brows and looked alarmed.

“What are you here for?”

Zhou Xuanji asked with a deep voice.

Xian Xianghua walked over and glanced at Jiang Xue and Huang Lianxin, before saying to Zhou Xuanji with a smile, “Countless valuable treasures were hidden within Juedi Cliff. I'm here to heal myself of course. To revive Tanhua Sect, I must recover my full power.”

After that, she looked at Daoya Old Man, and her eyes turned cold instantly.

Daoya Old Man smiled awkwardly and waved his hand, saying, “Xuanhe went to deal with you, but it's none of my business. Who asked you to bully him back then!”

Bully?

The group was shocked as the image of Monk Xuanhe appeared in their minds, who looked so amiable but so powerful.

They did not expect Monk Xuanhe to be bullied by Xian Xianghua in the past.

“That year when you guys came to fame, if it wasn't for me who taught you how to behave, you might already be dead in the wilderness.”

Xian Xianghua replied calmly, and Zhou Xuanji rolled his eyes.

How many people has this old demonic woman bullied before?

Why do I feel like all the powerful cultivators today hate her to the bone?

Qin Gang looked at Zhou Xuanji with a complicated expression. “I'm really defeated. You joined Tanhua Sect, and yet the world defended you and scolded us instead. What is this?”

During this period, wherever there were people, there were voices of people berating Tanhua Sect and songs praising Sword God Zhou. This made Qin Gang speechless.

After all, Tanhua Sect genuinely helped Zhou Xuanji.

“Well. My uprightness stands firm even in the quagmire. The world believes in me.”

Zhou Xuanji replied casually, which hurt Qin Gang even more.

Shortly after, he looked at Xian Xianghua and said, “The two of you go in. May you be fully recovered soon.”

Xian Xianghua's smiled. “I'm in no hurry. I can rest here for some time. After all, it's dangerous inside.”

She turned and walked to a hill beside. Qing Gang went in the other direction to look for herbs for her.

“She's the top cultivator of the evil sects?”

Beixiao Wangjian asked curiously. Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Han Shenbo, Beixiao Wangjian, and Huang Lianxin were all curious.

The lady before them had such an unparalleled beauty and demeanor; it was challenging to think of her as the ruthless and evil Tanhua Sect's Suzerain.

“It's okay. With her around, we are safer.”

Daoya Old Man comforted everyone. Even facing the severely injured Xian Xianghua, he didn't dare to attack.

Zhou Xuanji glanced at Xian Xianghua before walking to the giant cauldron.

When he walked past Jiang Xue, he said softly, “Don't worry. I'm around.”

Jiang Xue nodded and watched him as he entered the cauldron.

After this, Xian Xianghua and Qin Gang did not disturb them. The two groups of people continued their own cultivations.

Days passed.

Two months later.

“Rooaarrr–”

A dragon roar came from the deep region of Juedi Cliff. The roar was so deafening that it shook the entire place.

Zhou Xuanji, Xian Xianghua, and the others opened their eyes and looked over.

Daoya Old Man frowned and mumbled, “This voice… Rank Eight demon!”

A Rank Eight demon was equal to a Spirit Refinement cultivator.

The little black snake shuddered and cried out, “Could it be an elder from my race?”

His pinnacle was merely Fifth Rank. Compared to that dragon, it was a world of difference.

Chongming Demon Monarch stared at him and criticized, “You are only a snaky-rascal. You really think of yourself as a dragon?”

The little black snake was furious. Such a bully!

The two demons began quarreling.

“Why is he here?” Xiang Xianghua said softly as her face turned solemn.

Qin Gang asked nervously, “Suzerain, who is that?”

Zhou Xuanji turned to look at her. The person whom she remembered had to be very powerful.

“Wanzang King Spect. He always had a Rank Eight Specter Dragon following him.”

Xian Xianghua replied. Daoya Old Man and Qin Gang's expressions changed when they heard her words.

“Wanzang King Specter! Why is he here?”

Daoya Old Man cried out in fear. A sense of dread could be heard in his voice.

“Who is he?” Beixiao Wangjian asked, “How is he ranked in the Top Hundred of Northern Wilderness?”

As someone who struck fear in Daoya Old Man, Wanzang King Specter had to be ranked in the Northern Wilderness' Top Hundred.

“He's ranked 58. Great Realization cultivation.”

Daoya Old Man said solemnly. The group heard and sucked in a mouthful of air.

Great Realization stage!

Huang Hantian was at the bottom of the Northern Wilderness' Top Hundred, among which there were few who had yet to break through to Great Realization.

And Wanzang King Specter was a true Great Realization cultivator, just like Emperor Yan of Zhou.

“Could it be because…”

Huang Lianxin's looked shocked as she muttered. She did not finish her sentence, but the rest had already understood.

Tianxia Map!

Daoya Old Man looked at Zhou Xuanji and said softly, “Give up.”

How could they defeat Wanzang King Specter and get the map?

Zhou Xuanji frowned. They traveled and stayed here for so long, how could they give up just like that?

“You know what he's looking for?”

Xian Xianghua's voice came. She looked fixedly at Zhou Xuanji.

“He's here for the Great Emperor's inheritance.” Zhou Xuanji nodded and said.

He would never tell her about Tianxia Map's whereabouts.

If Xian Xianghua were to obtain the Tianxia Map, then horrible things would happen.

When this old demonic woman became the top cultivator in the world, she ruthlessly slaughtered people. If she were to obtain the Tianxia Map, god knows what kind of monstrous things she would do.

“Let's go and take a look!”

Xian Xianghua got up and flew in the direction of the dragon roar. Qin Gang followed closely behind her.

Only after they disappeared into the deep regions of Juedi Cliff did Beixiao Wangjian speak, “Give up just like that?”

That's the Tianxia Map!

The possessor possessed the world!

If Zhou Xuanji became the most powerful cultivator, they would no longer worry about their enemies.

At the same time, they could learn legendary sword techniques from Zhou Xuanji. How could their hearts not be moved?

Zhou Xuanji did some neck stretching and smiled. “If Tianxia Map is so easily obtained, why would it stay hidden for 10,000 years?” He said.

The group heard him and felt that what he said was reasonable.

They didn't leave and stayed where they were.

Next, they heard the dragon roar occasionally. It sounded painful at times as though it was angry at others.

Time passed quickly.

On this day, the Sword Spirit's voice sounded off in Zhou Xuanji's mind.

“Analyzed that the Sword Owner is now 20 years old. Gacha started!”

Chapter end