Chapter 241: Sect Master of the Myriad Swords Sect — Yue Hexuan

Chapter 241: Sect Master of the Myriad Swords Sect — Yue Hexuan

“Achoo, achoo!” Qin Feng rubbed his nose, feeling puzzled. The temperature inside this sword peak was not as cold as outside, so why did he keep sneezing?

Moreover, what was this inexplicable anxiety about? Is it because of my wife?

Perplexed, he picked up the hot tea on the table and took a sip.

At the moment, only he and Black Charcoal Head were in the room; everyone else had left for various reasons.

His old man said it was his first time coming to the rumored Myriad Swords Sect and wanted to take a look around. When the cheap master left, he only said something about meeting an acquaintance, but he didn’t elaborate on who that acquaintance was.

As for Lan Ningshuang, she went to find Bai Qiu. After all, to ascend the Star Moon Peak, one needed the approval of the Sect Master of the Myriad Swords Sect, and the head of a sect was not someone just anyone could meet.

Having waited in the room for a long time without seeing Ningshaung return, Qin Feng, who had been feeling inexplicably uneasy, decided to go out to clear his mind.

Qin Feng and Black Charcoal Head climbed the winding mountain path of the sword peak.

After an unknown amount of time, they arrived at a giant stone.

It was about five feets wide and, looking up, almost thirty feets high.

The surface of the giant stone was carved with many names, each with a clear air swirling above it.

Qin Feng stared at it carefully for a moment and understood that it was Sword Qi.Updated from n0velb(i)n.c(o)/m

The names of these people were carved with Sword Qi!

“Brother-In-Law, what is this giant stone?”

Qin Feng shook his head, “I don’t know.”

Just then, on the other side of the giant stone, a powerful voice sounded, “This is not a giant stone; it’s a stone monument.”

Curious, they followed the sound, bypassing the side of the giant stone. They saw a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue cloak, holding a small wine jug, staring at the names on the stone monument, as if reminiscing about something.

The middle-aged man took a sip of wine and said casually, “The names engraved on it are those who, since ancient times, went out to exterminate demons and never returned.”

The Myriad Swords Sect could be recognized as one of the three major sword sects in The Great Qian not only because of its strength but also for reasons like this.

Members of the sect, after completing their studies, must travel the world, subdue demons and ghosts, and contribute their strength to protect the lives of the world.

Over time, the reputation of the Myriad Sword Sect naturally soared in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Seeing Qin Feng, Bai Qiu snorted. She couldn’t possibly have a good expression for the person who took away her Senior Sister Jianli.

Looking around and not seeing anyone else, she asked in a sweet voice, “Hey, just now, besides you guys, were there any other people here?”

“There was also a middle-aged senior wearing a dark blue-black cloak.” Black Charcoal Head replied.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qiu turned around and lightly laughed, “Sister Ningshuang, I told you Master is here.”

“Master?!” Qin Feng and the others widened their eyes, surprised.

The person just now turned out to be Bai Qiu’s Master, the Sect Master of Myriad Sword Sect, the legendary Yue Hexuan!

“Why are you so surprised? Where’s my Master? If you want to ascend Star Moon Peak, you need his approval.” Bai Qiu looked around again but still couldn’t find her Master.

“He suddenly disappeared just now.”

“Ah?” Bai Qiu’s rosy face instantly drooped.

On the Star Moon Peak, in the main hall, inside a mountain pavilion.

The figure of Yue Hexuan suddenly appeared. He walked to the stone table, then with a wave of his right hand, a jar of wine buried in the mountain spring instantly flew into his hand.

From the Spatial Ring, he took out three wine cups, filling each one for them.

Yue Hexuan said, “You are already here, what are you hiding?”

As soon as he finished speaking,

A gray sleeve appeared, and a somewhat wrinkled palm reached out, taking the wine cup; it was none other than the old man Bai Li.

On the other side of the stone table, a strong wind blew, and a man wearing black clothes and a white mask appeared out of thin air.

The faceless man and the old man exchanged glances. The old man’s eyes were a little strange, but he didn’t say anything more and just drank all the wine in the glass.

“Both of you, not staying quietly in the small town, how come you have time to come to me? Could it be to catch up, or perhaps... for my good disciple who is about to face the Heavenly Tribulation?’

“Why ask when you already know?” the old man said in a deep voice.

Yue Hexuan, upon hearing this, also became serious. “Old man, you clearly said back then that she would become the youngest Sword God in history. Coming here this time, is there truly a variable?”

“As for the divination of Liu Jianli being blocked by the Heavenly Secrets, I cannot calculate it either. However, a little fellow did give me a warning, making me think of some issues. Don’t you find it a bit too coincidental when the Purple Divine Thunder Sword appeared?’

With these words, Yue Hexuan frowned. He stood up and walked around in the pavilion. Finally, he made up his mind and said, “Come with me.”

The place they were going was the Sword Tomb of the Myriad Sword Sect.