Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 1058 The Seat

The natal sword was still trembling in Jing Yu's hand, seemingly about to escape at any moment, but Jing Yu used his powerful physical strength to keep it in his palm.

A sword cultivator's natal sword is intertwined with the sword cultivator's life; it can only be destroyed by others, but cannot be completely taken away. Although Jing Yu briefly grasped this sword, it was only a matter of time before she broke free and returned to Jian Yunyuan's side.

But at this moment, Jian Yunyuan has temporarily lost the blessing of this sword. His physical strength, which was originally comparable to Jing Yu's, is no longer there. During the time he lost his natal sword, Jing Yu, who was only inches away from him, could kill him ten thousand times!

whoosh-

Jing Yu could no longer hold back the longsword in her hand. The longsword quickly flew back into Jian Yunyuan's hand, buzzing incessantly, as if it were quite dissatisfied.

Jian Yunyuan gently stroked the sword, channeling his true essence into it to soothe his natal sword, and sighed softly:

"I lost."

An uproar erupted in the hall—

"What? Jian Yunyuan lost?"

"Is this Xuanjing Daoist really a disciple of that rogue immortal from the Fire Virtue Hall? Impossible, right?"

"Just who is this person?!"

Jing Yu, however, was slightly disappointed. Her lips moved as she transmitted her thoughts:

"Fellow Daoist Jian, do you truly not possess a ninth natal sword?"

Jian Yunyuan smiled wryly and said, "Really, no, I'm not lying to you about this."

"Fellow Daoist, are you perhaps a direct disciple of the [Divine Dream Daoist]? That Divine Dream Law technique you just used was truly formidable... Also, at the end, I seemed to sense a power of law I've never seen before..."

"It's just a minor path now, and it can't compare to the heaven-reaching path of the [Law of the Sword]."

Jing Yu said, "Fellow Daoist Jian, although most pure sword cultivators have astonishing killing power and it is not difficult for them to kill enemies one or two minor realms higher, your swordsmanship is far superior to that of ordinary sword cultivators... Could it be that the ordinary disciples of the Sword Court are all at your level? That's impossible, isn't it?"

"Even a sword prodigy like you can't advance to the Sword Court's true discipleship. Just how high is the threshold for the Sword Court's true discipleship?"

Jian Yunyuan still wore a smile, but that smile had become tinged with bitterness.

"Alas... In fact, my foundation, aptitude, comprehension, and combat strength are no less than any of the true disciples of the Sword Court, but... there are other reasons why I cannot be promoted to the rank of true disciple. These reasons involve my path of cultivation and are not convenient to explain."

After ending the telepathic communication, Jian Yunyuan stepped forward and, addressing the onlookers, especially Jing Yu, solemnly clasped his hands in a salute and proclaimed in a loud voice:

"Fellow Daoist Xuanjing, your supernatural abilities are astonishing. Your foundation is so solid and your fighting skills are so exquisite that I have never seen anything like it in my life. I have benefited greatly from today's battle and have also gained some insights into the Dao of the Sword."

His tone was sincere, without a trace of pretense or disappointment, but rather with a sense of joy at having confirmed what he had learned: "It is truly Yunyuan's good fortune to have met such a worthy opponent as you, fellow Daoist."

After a pause, Jian Yunyuan's gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Jing Yu. His voice, clear and firm, resonated throughout every corner of the hall:

“As I have said before, the purpose of this discussion is to verify what I have learned. If any fellow practitioners can fully display their strengths and force me to use all eight of my swords at once... I will accept this favor regardless of victory or defeat.”

He paused briefly, then looked intently at Jing Yu:

"Fellow Daoist Xuanjing not only forced out the Eight Swords of Yunyuan, but also defeated him with his exquisite divine abilities. I, Jian, will certainly fulfill my promise—"

"Today, I, Jian Yunyuan, swear that in the future, no matter when or where, if Fellow Daoist Xuanjing has any request, as long as the request does not violate the righteous path of heaven and earth, does not go against my conscience, does not harm my relatives, friends, or teachers, and does not sever my own path or life... I will do my best to help you and complete this matter for you free of charge."

"This oath is witnessed by heaven and earth, and testified to by the heart of a sword!"

This is the most solemn oath of the sword cultivator, the "Sword Heart Oath." Once sworn, any violation will tarnish the sword heart and jeopardize the path of cultivation. It is no child's play, and its binding force is no less than that of the oath of inner demons.

The weight of a promise from a promising prodigy from the Sword Court is self-evident.

Especially considering the terrifying combat power and potential that Jian Yunyuan has demonstrated today, the value of this promise is immeasurable.

Jing Yu also straightened his expression and returned the greeting with a cupped hand: "Fellow Daoist Jian, you flatter me. I have also benefited greatly from today's exchange. Fellow Daoist, your promise is as good as gold, and Xuanjing will remember it in my heart."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eager young talents gathered around him, their expressions varied, but most of them showed amazement, curiosity, and a subtle desire to make friends.

Seeing this, Luo Zixuan blinked and smiled, "Brother Xuanjing is truly a man of great hidden talent. Today, you defeated Fellow Daoists Yuan and Bai, as well as Fellow Daoist Jian, making a name for yourself in one battle and spreading your fame far and wide! I'd like to offer you a toast to express my congratulations!"

With a wave of her slender hand, a maidservant immediately offered her a bottle of spirit wine and personally filled Jing Yu's cup.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Luo, if Xuanjing asks you to do divination in the future, just make the price cheaper," Jing Yu said with a smile.

Yue Xingzhou strode forward, patted Jing Yu's shoulder heavily, and said in a booming voice, "Good! Well done! Brother Xuanjing, I admire your body-refining skills and your endless tricks!"

Even Chang Qing Teng, who had previously been subtly sarcastic and sarcastic towards Jing Yu, managed a smile, cupped his hands in greeting, and said in a dry tone, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing's supernatural abilities are unparalleled. I, Chang, am truly impressed."

Although he was still somewhat resentful, the situation was beyond his control. Jing Yu's demonstrated strength and potential were enough to make him wary, not to mention the promise he had received from Jian Yunyuan. To show any displeasure now would only be asking for trouble.

Jing Yu didn't give this person a friendly look, and said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist Chang's fate is special. I really can't see what you're thinking. You're not saying congratulations, but you're secretly itching to kill me, are you?"

"you--"

Chang Qing Teng's face turned pale, and he was speechless for a moment. Unfortunately, the gap between him and Jing Yu in terms of supernatural power and combat strength was too great. He couldn't even regain his honor through a duel, so he could only retreat in a cowardly manner.

However, many other talented individuals who had no prior grudge against Jing Yu flocked to him, and for a time, congratulations and offers of friendship arose one after another.

"With such supernatural abilities, Fellow Daoist Xuanjing should not be an unknown person. However, I have never heard of your name before. I suppose you come from a reclusive lineage and have only recently mastered your supernatural abilities and started traveling around. I just wonder where your master is?"

Some cultivators tried to subtly probe Jing Yu's background, but Jing Yu simply smiled and remained silent, deflecting their questions.

Perhaps because they were both body cultivators, Yue Xingzhou seemed to hold Jing Yu in high esteem, and later even gave up his seat for Jing Yu to sit in.

This exchange of skills came to an end, and the geniuses present began to sit down and discuss the Dao, expounding on the laws and demonstrating supernatural powers, all of whom made great progress in a short time.

Just as everyone was enjoying their conversation, a servant from the Void Raven Palace announced once again:

"Two true disciples from the Taiyin Palace have arrived!"