Chapter 145: The Three Great Sword Sects

Chapter 145: The Three Great Sword Sects

Qin Feng now enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, even if the gazes weren’t entirely focused on him.

“This is Jinyang City,” a crisp voice sounded beside him. Liu Jianli, with beautiful eyes, surveyed the surroundings.

After serving tea in the hall, Qin Feng’s parents instructed him to take Liu Jianli for a stroll outside.

At this moment, the surrounding people were mostly drawn to Liu Jianli’s stunning beauty, unable to resist stopping and staring.

Qin Feng couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride because standing next to him was his wife!

“Yes, but this remote small city certainly can’t compare to the imperial capital, Heavenly City.” Qin Feng replied.

Due to moving here with his family at a young age, the original host’s memories of the capital were vague.

He vaguely remembered the grandeur of the capital, with people bustling in the streets and various novel things happening all the time.

He wondered how the capital looked now after so many years.

Liu Jianli spoke lightly, “Although Imperial City is prosperous, I don’t have much impression of it. Since I can remember, I’ve been practicing swordsmanship and rarely left the mansion. When I turned fifteen, I was brought into the sect by the Sect Master of the Myriad Sword Sect.”

Qin Feng understood and asked, “Tell me about the Myriad Sword Sect. What is it like?”

There were numerous sects in the world of swordsmanship, each claiming to be the best. However, three were widely recognized as the top.

The first was Military House.

The second was Sword Emperor City.

The third was the Myriad Sword Sect.

Liu Jianli’s vermilion lips lightly opened, “The Myriad Sword Sect is located on the ethereal peak in the southern region, with a total of thirteen sword peaks of various sizes. Each peak has a peak master, and the strongest among them is equivalent to the thirty-six stars of the Demon Slaying Department. The current Sect Master even has strength comparable to the Twelve Divine Generals.”

Qin Feng took in a sharp breath. A big reputation was not easy to live up to.

No wonder the Myriad Sword Sect Sect was respected by many martial artists seeking to cultivate their sword skills.

Then Liu Jianli talked about many things about Myriad Swords Sect.

For example, the environment there, the way disciple cultivates, and the sword dao art of the Myriad Swords Sect.

“That youth, what is his name?” Qin Feng asked.

“I don’t know,” replied Liu Jianli indifferently.

Qin Feng paused, silently mourning for that youth in his heart.

Being defeated by a finger is one thing, but not even having one’s name remembered is too tragic.

The two chatted while strolling through Jinyang City. During the journey, they encountered a few people repairing a damaged house beam.

One man, originally working diligently, suddenly stopped.

Pointing at the street, he opened his mouth wide, with an unbelieving expression. “That woman.”

On the side, Huo Yuan, who was muscular and dark-skinned, said with displeasure, “What are you doing? Actually enchanted by a woman! What’s interesting about that women?”

“No, boss, that woman is Liu Jianli. She... she can walk now!” The man exclaimed.

The incident of Liu Jianli failing the tribulation had caused a sensation in Imperial City, and the people in the Divine Workshop naturally knew about it.

“What?” Huo Yuan and the others looked over, but the figures of Qin Feng and the two had long disappeared at the end of the street.

“Where is the person you mentioned? Moreover, Liu Jianli’s meridians are damaged, and her lower body is paralyzed. Even the imperial physician cannot cure her. How is it possible for her to stand up again? Certainly, you must be mistaken!”

The man was about to explain, but was interrupted by Huo Yuan.

“Hurry up and work well; there is no room for mistakes in this task!” Huo Yuan reminded in a low voice with the second half of the sentence.

The man glanced at the street, unable to find that white figure again.

“Could it be that I really made a mistake?”

He muttered to himself and stopped dwelling on it, continued doing his work.

However, these people, although claiming to be repairing the house beams, if one were to look closely, they would find that each of them had fine threads wrapped around their fingers like hair, difficult to see with the naked eye.

Whenever they moved their fingers, those fine threads also moved along.

The fine threads connected directly from the damaged beams to the inside of the house.

Through the dappled light, it could be vaguely seen that the end of the fine threads was connected to an object resembling a person, continuously pounding something there.