Grand Master Fan?

The National Preceptor standing within the imperial palace heard Jun Changxiao’s words, his expression immediately changed drastically.

Although heavenly secrets cannot be revealed, some extraordinary people can use various methods to perform divinations, to foresee the future, and even turn misfortune into fortune, escaping death.

The National Preceptor didn’t yet have such impressive abilities, but having immersed himself in divination arts for several hundred years, he could partially foresee the future and divine simple fortunes and misfortunes.

During this time, he had been constantly working hard at research. Although unable to determine what exactly the ominous sign was, he roughly understood that it concerned Grand Master Fan and concerned one person.

Today, Jun Changxiao caused a huge commotion in Zhenwei City and demanded Grand Master Fan from the Emperor. Didn’t this fit all the divinations? Wasn’t he that person!

The National Preceptor had divined many crises for the Zhenwei Empire, which had ultimately been turned into safety under the Emperor’s powerful leadership.

But this crisis was unprecedentedly intense!

No matter how he performed divination or arranged calculations, the answer was always a death situation!

The crisis had come! Disaster had come!

“Your Majesty!” The National Preceptor urgently shouted loudly: “This person is the ominous sign that will bring disaster to our Zhenwei Empire!”

“Oh?”

The Zhenwei Emperor’s gaze gradually grew cold as he said coldly: “Then you are this emperor’s enemy.”

Jun Changxiao could see that this guy wanted to fight, so he pointed into the distance.

“Let’s go outside.”

“Whoosh——”

Space shook and he vanished into thin air.

The System said speechlessly: “Is this the host’s home turf or theirs? Worried about affecting innocents, he even actively changes locations!”

“Whoosh!”

The Zhenwei Emperor also vanished into thin air.

“Martial Saint!”

He Wudi frowned.

Moreover, judging from how smoothly he traversed space, he was probably not at an ordinary level. He said gravely: “This is probably the Sect Master’s formidable opponent.”

Ye Xingchen remained silent and hurriedly flew out of the city.

No wonder he found the Zhenwei Emperor displeasing but didn’t personally act to teach him a lesson. As it turned out…

If we see through it but don’t say it, we can still be good friends!

The National Preceptor hurriedly left.

Whether the Emperor could resolve this crisis, he couldn’t know.

But to be safe, he must quickly bring Grand Master Fan over. Perhaps they could find vitality within the death situation!

…

A thousand miles outside Zhenwei City, above a mountain range.

Jun Changxiao stood proudly, the Jade Dragon Asking Heaven Sword in his hand flashing with sharp light.

The Zhenwei Emperor raised his right hand. Space gradually twisted, and a heavy greatsword appeared. From hilt to blade, it was all forged in gold, with a lifelike swimming dragon carved on it.

The Dragon Authority Sword.

After the Zhenwei Emperor ascended the throne, he had this weapon forged from various ores.

This sword had accompanied him in battles across the land, establishing meritorious achievements. It could be called a witness to the Zhenwei Empire’s prosperity and a symbol of supreme authority!

“Fan?”

Jun Changxiao saw at a glance the characters engraved on the hilt and said coolly: “This sword should have been forged by Grand Master Fan?”

“Exactly!”

The Zhenwei Emperor said with utmost pride: “This Dragon Authority Sword—this emperor painstakingly searched for nearly a hundred rare ores. With Grand Master Fan as the lead and dozens of master smiths assisting, it took three years to forge using earth core fire. It can be called the king among swords!”

“That impressive?”

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said: “If you knew this seat’s other nickname, you wouldn’t have brought out Grand Master Fan’s weapon.”

The Zhenwei Emperor said: “What nickname?”

Jun Changxiao said with a serious expression: “Professional Destroyer of Weapons Forged by Grand Master Fan for a Hundred Years, Loved by All, Flowers Bloom at Sight, Handsome Young Gentleman Standing Like a Jade Tree Before the Wind!”

You praised your sword to the heavens. As a rising new star in the world of showing off, if he didn’t exaggerate his nickname to the sky, how could he be worthy of the deceased former Sect Leader?

“If that’s the case.” The Zhenwei Emperor said coolly: “Your weapon is stronger than those forged by the generation’s master smith Fan Yezi?”

Jun Changxiao said: “Weapons forged by Grand Master Fan, when facing this seat’s weapon, can only be shattered.”

Dog Sheng was actually quite arrogant too.

When two arrogant people meet, there must be sparks of love.

The Zhenwei Emperor raised the Dragon Authority Sword, his gaze cold and stern: “This emperor would like to experience it today.”

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Sword momentum emerged,震慑 震慑ing space.

“This person…” He Wudi, who had rushed over to observe, said in shock: “He’s also a Sword Saint!”

Jun Changxiao was very surprised: “You’re a dual Sword-Martial Saint?”

“Sect Master Jun.”

The Zhenwei Emperor sneered coldly: “In this world, you’re not the only one who cultivates both sword and martial paths.”

Jun Changxiao, who had originally been somewhat unconcerned, now had a serious expression on his face. After all, since he started cheating, this was the first time he encountered an opponent who also dual-cultivated and was powerfully strong.

This level—shouldn’t they all be big bosses who appear at the end!

Meeting one so quickly, did it mean they’d already reached the checkpoint of clearing East Sea Fishing Province?

Recalling the journey to this place, he hadn’t even fought a single minor boss yet, but was already facing the big boss directly. This pace was a bit fast.

“Jun Changxiao!”

The Zhenwei Emperor held the massive sword in one hand, pouring tremendous spiritual energy into it, and sneered coldly: “You’re so young yet have such cultivation. You can be considered a first-rate genius on the continent. Why not assist this emperor in establishing great achievements?”

Jun Changxiao smiled: “You’re the second person to recruit this seat.”

The first person to recruit him was still on horseback rushing over, still some distance from Zhenwei City.

“And the result?”

“This seat beat him until he became depressed.”

If Young Master Yuan were present, he would definitely cry out heartbreakingly: “I’m not depressed, I’ve picked myself back up!”

The Zhenwei Emperor shook his head: “If talented people cannot be used by this emperor, the result is only…”

“Whoosh!”

He suddenly appeared before Jun Changxiao. The Dragon Authority Sword carrying tremendous spiritual energy directly tore through space and slashed down, his voice cold and stern: “Death!”

The word “death” completely fused with his sword and martial power, his kingly aura reaching its peak, causing soldiers and civilians in the city to kowtow and cheer!

“Clang——”

A crisp sound of weapon collision accompanied by sparks spraying in space!

“Boom!”

Jun Changxiao fell from above like a cannonball, his feet steadying on the ground. With him as the center, an area of several hundred zhang instantly caved in.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

The Zhenwei Emperor in the high sky swung his sword downward. Golden sword qi tore through space and pressed down, immediately weaving an inescapable net.

His sword and martial momentum was vast and boundless!

“…”

He Wudi and Ye Xingchen observing from afar frowned: “This guy who calls himself Emperor really isn’t easy to deal with!”

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

Standing below, Jun Changxiao executed the One-Character Quick Formula of the Spirit Condensing Sword Art. Countless sword qi formed a sword rain momentum, bombarding toward the sky above.

“Boom boom boom!”

Two types of tremendously powerful sword qi collided madly in mid-air!

The dissipating sword power violently tore through space. In a short time, what was complete fine cloth was torn into strips!

“Imperial Dragon Sword Art!”

The Zhenwei Emperor roared. The Dragon Authority Sword’s blade flashed golden light. The swimming dragon carved on it seemed to come alive, then with the energy eruption, it came roaring with bared fangs and brandished claws.

“Bang!”

Jun Changxiao stomped on the ground, holding his sword toward the sky with both hands. Enveloped in sword light, he shot upward with a “whoosh”!

Two dual Sword-Martial Saints commenced battle, engaging in a brutal competition in the sword path. The budget for special effects was burning madly with every frame and every second!

“Boom!”

High in the sky, Jun Changxiao in unity with his sword directly burst through from the golden dragon sword qi’s mouth. A powerful explosion immediately occurred, wave after wave of sword qi ripples spreading madly.

“Too震撼!”

Li Qingyang and Xiao Zuiji watched dumbfounded.

Although Ye Xingchen and He Wudi could still maintain composure, from a professional perspective, the scene brought by the brief exchange between two dual Sword-Martial Saints was absolutely no less than a top-level Saint-rank confrontation!

The soldiers and civilians of Zhenwei City were stunned.

In their hearts, the Zhenwei Emperor was the strongest god.

Now a warrior from the continent could actually fight evenly with him. This was something they had never even dreamed of!

The Imperial Majesty hasn’t shown his power yet!

That guy called Jun Changxiao will definitely be defeated!

…

“Hiss hiss!”

Several hundred miles away, Young Master Yuan reined in his horse and stopped. Seeing the sword momentum rippling across the distant sky, he said in shock: “What’s happening?”

“Young Master!”

Old Man Lin’s eyes widened: “It’s Jun Changxiao!”

Boom!

Young Master Yuan was struck as if by lightning. He held his head in both hands and roared tragically, helplessly, and desperately: “Why is he always wherever I go!”

“Swoosh!”

Just then, Old Man Lin flew up and quickly appeared before him, one hand grabbing his collar and retreating rapidly backward. His front foot had just left when his back foot’s two horses were directly dismembered by the sword momentum’s residual power!

This was still several hundred miles away.

In the area dozens of miles from where Jun Changxiao and the Zhenwei Emperor were fighting, not only had the ground caved in, but towering trees and boulders had been torn to pieces by the rampaging forces. The scene could be called tragic beyond words!

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