Ye Ding Zhi looked at Xiao Cheng Xuan in the VIP room with a surprised expression.
Years ago, the Ye Family General's Mansion was sentenced to death by the royal family on trumped-up charges, and the family members were exiled.
Ye Ding Zhi, as in the original plot, survived.
Even.
He had the chance to become a disciple of Yu Sheng Mo, the number one expert in Nan Jue.
Now, Ye Ding Zhi carries the burden of his family's vengeance, living incognito and honing his swordsmanship in the martial world.
At this moment.
A noble being in the VIP room actually called him "Ye Gongzi" and invited him to drink.
For a moment, Ye Ding Zhi felt a surge of tumultuous waves and apprehension in his heart.
But.
An inexplicable intuition told Ye Ding Zhi.
He would regret it for the rest of his life if he didn't enter the room.
So, he came.
Bai Li Dong Jun also felt that the person in front of him looked familiar and gave him a sense of intimacy, but he truly didn't recognize him.
As for Xue Ying Ye Yu, under the black robe.
His heart was twitching and trembling, his blood rushing. His son had grown up so much.
Ye Yu didn't dare to acknowledge Ye Ding Zhi.
After all, this was the Mingjian Mountain Villa, gathering so many martial world figures. If everything was discovered, the sacrifices he made over all these years would be ruined.
However, Ye Yu's heart was filled with relief.
His child was safe, and his cultivation had even reached the Zidizhi Realm.
It was clear that he had his own opportunities, and that was enough!
“Sir, we don't seem to know each other!”
Ye Ding Zhi said to Xiao Cheng Xuan.
But Xiao Cheng Xuan just sipped his Jian wine: “Seeing you feels familiar and intimate, so I invited you to watch this Jianlin Grand Meeting together. As for the doubts in your heart, when the time is right, there will be an explanation!”
Seeing Xiao Cheng Xuan say this.
Ye Ding Zhi wasn't a stubborn or timid person.
He didn't ask any further questions.
Just then, on the stage outside the VIP room, amidst the melodious music of the qin, a beautiful woman danced with a sword.
Then, a figure appeared on the stage, dressed in red and white, with a handsome face and a dignified sword intent.
Seeing this person.
The noisy Jianlin suddenly became quiet, because the person who arrived was the young master of Mingjian Mountain Villa, Wei Changfeng.
This sword trial competition was hosted by Mingjian Mountain Villa, and their position was extraordinary.
Wei Changfeng bowed respectfully to Xiao Cheng Xuan's VIP room, then said:
“Everyone, the arrival of a distinguished guest has brought great honor to Mingjian Mountain Villa. This sword competition will be held earlier than planned. You are all here to claim swords, so I won't say much!”
“The first grade, Gao Shan swords!”
“Please!”
Wei Changfeng pointed his finger like a sword, pointing towards the sky. Sharp swords descended from the sky, landing on the stage.
Seeing this, no one in Xiao Cheng Xuan's VIP room moved.
“Uncle, what are Gao Shan swords?”
Bai Li Dong Jun asked.
Wen Hu Jiu answered:
“Mingjian Mountain Villa classifies the swords they forge into four grades.
The first grade, Gao Shan, is a peak that can be looked up to, a peak that ordinary swords cannot reach.
The second grade, Cang Hai, represents all rivers flowing into the sea, boundless and vast. One Cang Hai sword can only be obtained after forging one hundred Gao Shan swords.
The third grade, Yun Tian, soars through the nine heavens, standing out from the rest, a sword among ten thousand.
The fourth grade, Xian Gong, is hidden in the palaces of the nine heavens, a true sword from beyond the heavens!
The first three grades will always be available. There will be no fewer than thirty Gao Shan swords, at least ten Cang Hai swords, and the Yun Tian swords depend on fate. Sometimes there's only one. As for the Xian Gong swords, I don't know if they are in the Jianlin this time!”
Wen Hu Jiu talked eloquently, his eyes sparkling, clearly a lover of swords.
While he was speaking, Wei Changfeng had already summoned thirty Gao Shan swords and ten Cang Hai swords.
After a round of fighting, forty swords had found their owners.
Finally, when it came to the third grade, Yun Tian, Wei Changfeng's voice became slightly higher when he introduced it:
“The third grade, Yun Tian. Back then, the Kunlun Sword Immortal wielded the Cold and Warm Twin Swords. The sword of the utmost coldness in the world was called Tie Ma Bing He, and the sword of the utmost warmth was called Jiu Jiu Xuan Yang!”
“Back then, although the Kunlun Sword Immortal defeated the Master of Mingjian Mountain Villa, he lost his Jiu Jiu Xuan Yang sword on the Sword Mountain. Its sword head was broken, and now it has been repaired and forged by Mingjian Mountain Villa!”
“The sword's name is Huo Shen. Feel free to take it!”
Wei Changfeng flicked his sleeve and stepped back.
A fiery red sword, as if born from underground lava, appeared on the stage.
Seeing this sword, many martial world heroes' eyes turned red with greed, swarming forward to compete for it.
This was once the Kunlun Sword Immortal's sword, enough to drive people crazy.
At this moment.
Wei Changfeng's eyes were fixed on a certain guest seated on the ground and on Xiao Cheng Xuan and the others in the VIP room.
Why hasn't Wushuang City made a move yet?
What do they want?
And that little prince from the Xiao family of Tianqi City!
What is he waiting for?
On the stage, martial world figures from various factions were vying for the sword, displaying their extraordinary skills.
Suddenly, a wooden sword whizzed through the air, its sword intent sweeping across the stage, throwing the martial world figures into disarray.
“Everyone, I am Wang Yi Xing, the chief disciple of Lü Su Zhen, the headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain. This sword, I will take it as a birthday present for my junior brother!”
“Thank you all for your generosity!”
A young man in Taoist robes flew up and directly grasped the Huo Shen sword.
Upon hearing this, the entire scene was silent. No one dared to challenge him anymore.
Let's be realistic, Lü Su Zhen is the current leader of the Daoist sect in the Bei Li Dynasty!
Besides the national teacher in Tianqi Imperial City, no one else in the Daoist sect holds a higher position than him. Even the national teacher calls Lü Su Zhen “senior brother”!
His chief disciple is basically the next Daoist headmaster!
He personally came to claim the sword.
Firstly, most people couldn't beat him.
Secondly, they couldn't afford to offend him!
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