Chapter 282: Can the Ancestral Master Deal With Him?

Hearing the old man’s threatening words, Li Xiake couldn’t help but say coldly,

“Senior Brother, you’re still thinking about Master’s cultivation transmission jade slip after so many years!”

The old man was Li Xiake’s only senior, Han Jing.

More than 35,000 years ago,

the two of them became Yuan Taibai’s disciples at the same time and became his only two disciples.

Originally, because the two of them were very young and talented, they were very liked by Yuan Taibai.

Yuan Taibai also did his best to promote and nurture them.

But as time passed, Yuan Taibai discovered that there was a huge difference between the two of them.

Li Xiake was carefree by nature. Not only was he talented in swordsmanship, but he also liked to read. He was becoming more and more like Yuan Taibai.

Although Han Jing’s talent was slightly higher than Li Xiake’s, he had a vicious heart and wasn’t as forthcoming as Li Xiake.

What displeased Yuan Taibai even more was that Han Jing was too utilitarian.

His final goal in becoming Yuan Taibai’s disciple was to pursue fame and fortune with the intention of becoming famous in the Cang Dragon Continent.

Although he tried his best to hide his true nature, Yuan Taibai still saw through him after spending a long time together.

However, Yuan Taibai was called a Sword Immortal, so his was naturally magnanimous.

He had been educating the two of them until they left the mountain.

However, just as they were about to part, Yuan Taibai gave two presents, which still showed his different attitude towards the two of them.

He gave Li Xiake a high-grade heaven-rank cultivation transmission jade slip.

This jade slip recorded Yuan Taibai’s lifetime comprehension of the literary path and the secret to fusing the Sword Dao and the literary path.

The gift he gave Han Jing was only a white bun.

Back then, when Yuan Taibai first met Han Jing, Han Jing was just an extremely down-and-out prodigy.

It was Yuan Taibai who gave him a white bun that moved him and made him willingly acknowledge him as his master.

Therefore, Yuan Taibai used the white bun as a gift to let Han Jing forever maintain his original goal. He didn’t want to forget the days when he was down and out. Only then could he stay calm on the path of cultivation.

However, Han Jing clearly didn’t accept this kind gesture!

Ever since he left the mountain, he had hated Yuan Taibai and Li Xiake to the bone.

Before Li Xiake went into seclusion, he had already asked Li Xiake for that cultivation transmission jade slip many times, but he had been rejected.

Li Xiake didn’t expect that Han Jing would come looking for him again just as he came out of seclusion today!

And he had brought a coffin.

He clearly wouldn’t stop until he achieved his goal!

Han Jing snorted. “I’ve been looking for you all these years. I didn’t expect you to hide in the secret room and enter seclusion!”

“Fortunately, I’ve been watching your disciples and grand-disciples, so I finally found you!”

“Now, you have to make a decision. Do you want to accept my coffin or hand over the cultivation transmission jade slip obediently?”

Li Xiake took a deep breath.

Accepting the coffin meant for Han Jing to kill him.

If he didn’t want to die, he could only hand over the cultivation transmission jade slip.

Enraged, Li Xia said,

“Senior Brother, although Master’s cultivation transmission jade slip is a high-grade heaven-rank cultivation technique, it puts more emphasis on literary cultivation.”

“Your talent is mainly in the Sword Dao. It’s useless even if I give you the cultivation transmission jade slip. Even I haven’t completely understood it!”

“So what?”

Han Jing revealed a disdainful expression. “What I lack now is literary cultivation. If I can increase my literary cultivation and combine literary cultivation with swordsmanship, I will be able to reach the heavens in a single bound and enter the hidden family on the Primordial Divine Mountain!”

A hidden family of the Primordial Divine Mountain?

Hearing this, Li Xiake, Xie Wenting, and the other Chancellors were shocked.

Li Xiake said, “Senior Brother, how have you established ties with the Primordial Divine Mountain’s families?”

Han Jing revealed a hint of smugness. “I won’t hide it from you. I’m now the guard of Yunzhou’s Huo family, and the Huo family is backed by the Nangong family of the Primordial Divine Mountain.”

“If I can be fancied by the Nangong family, I can become famous in the Cang Dragon Continent!”

“I see!”

Li Xiake’s eyes were filled with fear.

Yunzhou was one of the top ten regions in the Central Divine Continent.

And the Huo family was one of the top four families in Yunzhou.

As for the Nangong family of the Primordial Divine Mountain, they were even more powerful.

Their power was unimaginable!

Unexpectedly, Han Jing was actually working for the Huo family and had the chance to step into the Nangong family!

At this point, Li Xiake was enlightened.

The reason Han Jing had been chasing after that cultivation transmission jade slip was probably because his sword cultivation had already reached the limit and he could only rely on his literary cultivation to improve.

After all, the Sword Immortal Taibai was a master of the literary path and the Sword Dao.

To cultivate the cultivation technique he taught to the Formation Realm, one had to be proficient in both literature and swordsmanship.

Taking in Li Xiake’s expression, Han Jing knew that he was already afraid.

So he took a step forward and said aggressively, “Cut the crap. Are you going to give me the cultivation transmission jade slip or not?”

“No!” Li Xiake refused flatly. “This is the only thing Master left for me. How can I give it to you?”

“Then don’t blame me for being ruthless!” Han Jing was enraged.

He spread out his right hand and conjured a ten-foot-long sword.

Countless strange words were engraved on the blade of this sword, and its entire body was golden with countless stars lingering around it.

Li Xiake couldn’t help but say in shock, “This is the Wenchang Sword!”

The corners of Han Jing’s mouth curled up. “That’s right. This Dharma treasure-level sword was given to me by the Huo family. They also hoped that I would use this sword to enter the Nangong family.”

Li Xiake shook his head slightly. “But they definitely didn’t expect you to be a person who burned bridges.”

“You can even betray your mentor. Once you social climb, how can you take the Huo family seriously?”

“Hmph!” Han Jing’s killing intent soared. “Just because of your words, I won’t let you off today!”

Xie Wenting and the others suddenly turned into shadows and surrounded Han Jing.

Xie Wenting cupped his hands and said, “Senior, the Black-White Academy is not a place for you to be impudent. If you want to deal with the Ancestral Grandmaster, ask us first!”

As they spoke, the seven of them circulated their true essence at the same time.

Everyone formed a golden seal in their hands and connected with each other to form a small array.

Although this formation was small, the power it contained was like a landslide.

Han Jing was in it and felt millions of righteous sword energy coiling around his body and constantly invading his body.

Even though he was a quasi Emperor Realm Sword Saint, he still felt some pressure under this vast sword energy.

“I heard that once the seven of you are connected, you can set up the Big Dipper Formation and raise your sword energy and literary aura to the extreme.”

“Over the years, the seven of you have relied on this array formation to achieve illustrious results in the Central Divine Continent and have defeated millions of powerful enemies.”

“Unfortunately, in front of me, you’re nothing!”

Han Jing then laughed angrily and raised the Wenchang Sword extremely arrogantly.

Buzz!!!

Millions of mysterious words were released from the Wenchang Sword and turned into millions of sword energy that spread out.

Just the first wave of sword energy shattered the “Big Dipper Formation” set up by Xie Wenting and the others.

The second wave of sword energy blasted all seven of them away like a storm.

If not for the fact that Xie Wenting and the others were all at the Supremacy Realm, they would probably have been turned to dust by this move.

And even though they didn’t die, they felt terrible.

The seven of them felt Han Jing’s sword energy invade their internal organs and penetrate their chests. It was so painful that they almost fainted.

Pfft!

The seven of them spat out a large mouthful of blood at the same time, and their cultivation bases plummeted by at least 80%!

They looked up at Han Jing in horror.

“This person’s sword energy has already reached the Formation Realm and is extremely powerful. Can the Ancestral Grandmaster deal with him?”

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