NOVPUBThe elder bearing seven longswords laughed as he spoke.
He was the Sect Leader of the Heaven One Sword Sect of this generation, known as Tian Yazi.
"So the Jiang Family has emerged," another man carrying a sword scabbard remarked with a hint of emotion.
He then let out an almost imperceptible sigh.
He was the leader of the Swordless Sect; he had no name, and outsiders simply called him "Swordless".
These three were the helmsmen of the strongest Three Sect powers in the Sword Domain.
Divine Sword Sect, Heaven One Sword Sect, Swordless Sect.
If outsiders were to see this scene, they would be extremely surprised.
The Swordless Sect, which always claimed to be a righteous sect and avoided strife with others.
The ongoing conflicts, considering each other mortal enemies, between Heaven One Sword Sect and Divine Sword Sect.
The Sect Leaders of these Three Sects were together, chatting and laughing merrily, getting along very well.
It was as if they were old friends who hadn’t seen each other in many years.
Not to mention others from the Sword Domain, even their own disciples and elders would hardly believe it.
What a shock it would be!
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"Shall we just grab that heir of the Jiang Family?" Tian Yazi asked.
"No, what use is there in seizing just one," Jian Yihai shook his head and said.
"Waiting for the hare by the tree stump, this time we must utterly annihilate the Jiang Family to justify ourselves before Lord Ming.
I don’t believe there’s only one heir left in the Jiang Family."
"You make the decision," Swordless, who seemed unenthusiastic, said indifferently.
While conversing, the three of them disguised themselves and entered Tyrant Sword City.
Xu Zimei had been waiting in the Luck And Fortune Wine House for three days, and during these three days, the atmosphere in Tyrant Sword City had become even more bizarre.
The whole city was too quiet, the usual brawls that were taken for granted seemed to have calmed down.
The silence felt like the calm before the storm, a harbinger of an impending tempest.
It wasn’t until the third night that the young man who claimed to be an heir of the Jiang Family appeared again.
This time, there was an elder with him.
The elder was dressed in a grey robe, already advanced in years, his hair completely white.
His face was full of wrinkles, and even his eyes were cloudy and obscured.
No matter how one looked at him, he seemed like an ordinary old man.
"This is our Jiang Family Head, Jiang Li," the young man introduced.
"How can you prove it?" Xu Zimei asked, looking at the old man.
"Could you follow us to a place? Once there, you will believe," the elder said with a smile.
His smile was benevolent, giving off a particularly gentle feeling.
"All right," Xu Zimei nodded.
Stepping into the evening breeze, Xu Zimei left Tyrant Sword City with Jiang Li and the young man.
After they left, from the second floor of the inn opposite the Luck And Fortune Wine House, where Jian Yihai and the other two were seated near the window.
"It seems the fish has taken the bait," Tian Yazi said with a smile.
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They walked southward from Tyrant Sword City.
After approximately an hour, a mountain appeared before them.
The mountain was not particularly majestic, perhaps a few dozen meters high.
It was covered with vegetation; a glance showed lush and beautiful greenery.
The mountain path was smooth, not rugged.
At the entrance to the mountain, two disciples in long robes were standing.
Jiang Li led Xu Zimei up the mountain.
After about fifteen minutes, a manor emerged in front of them.
The manor’s gate was quite peculiar, with one door black and the other white.
On both sides of the gate stood two stone lions, also colored in black and white.
The black-and-white plaque read Sword Casting Manor in bold characters.
Xu Zimei looked at the manor with keen interest.
He had heard a bit about Sword Casting Manor, a power that had only been established in recent years. 𝔫𝔬𝖛𝖕𝔲𝖇.𝖈𝖔𝖒
It was said to be built by several people who had inherited the legacy of sword casting masters.
They began to study sword casting with diligence, and later, because the swords they cast were indeed fine, they became quite popular throughout the Sword Domain.
This power had slowly started to develop.
It could not be considered very strong, since it was a power that had only been established in the recent years.
By this time, the sky was gradually breaking, and dawn had arrived.
Xu Zimei followed Jiang Li into the manor, where the view in front of him was exceptionally broad.
As they passed by a pavilion, Xu Zimei could already hear the "clank-clank" sound of iron being forged.
Curiously, he glanced a few times and saw many men, either bare-chested or wearing tank tops, forging iron inside.
The buildings of Sword Casting Manor were all very simple, and it did not take long for Xu Zimei to follow Jiang Li.
A man in a green robe came walking towards them.
"Let me introduce you, this is the Family Head of Sword Casting Manor, Qing Baihe," said Jiang Li.
"He is also my disciple."
"Master," Qing Baihe greeted with a smile and then turned to Xu Zimei, saying,
"This young master must be the scion of the Jiang Family that has caused such a stir recently."
"Xu Zimei," Xu Zimei also reported his name.
"I’ll take him in; you keep an eye on the outside," Jiang Li instructed Qing Baihe.
"Rest assured, Master," Qing Baihe nodded.
"Come with me."
Jiang Li led Xu Zimei towards the back mountain of the manor, through several corridors, past a few secluded courtyards.
Eventually, the figures of the two stopped in front of an ancient well.
Without a word, Jiang Li directly jumped into the well, and Xu Zimei followed suit.
At the bottom of the well was a shallow tunnel, with Luminous Pearls on both sides shining in the dark yellow soil, casting a somewhat dim light around.
On one side of this tunnel appeared a spatial formation.
After the figures stepped into the spatial formation, it did not take long before Xu Zimei felt a sense of weightlessness overwhelming him.
Then, in the blink of an eye, the scenery before his eyes brightened.
When Xu Zimei saw the scene in front of him, he was slightly stunned.
What appeared before him was actually a small city.
By his estimations, their current location should be underground.
Which meant they had excavated a subterranean city.
The only flaw was the absence of sunlight below ground.
Although they had used many luminous objects, the lighting here was still very dim.
The city was not very expansive, and it appeared to have been established some time ago.
"Let’s go inside and take a look," said Jiang Li.
"Since we left Tyrant Sword City three hundred years ago, we have settled here."
The two of them walked into the city together, and Xu Zimei, curious, asked along the way,
"Due to the Form Blood Space, you were forced to move away from Tyrant Sword City.
So why do you still refuse to leave, building a clan near here once again?"
"The breach of the Form Blood Clan’s seals is unavoidable, unless a Great Emperor arrives," Jiang Li shook his head and sighed.
"I too thought about moving away from Tyrant Sword City at one point, but our ancestors made a promise to the Divine Ancestor to become the guardians of the formations.
Our Jiang Family cannot be unfaithful to our word!"
"But what use is it for you to be here?" Xu Zimei shook his head and said.
"We have always been collecting evidence," Jiang Li replied.
"Gathering evidence of the collusion between the Three Sect and the Form Blood Clan."
"What do you mean?" Xu Zimei frowned slightly and asked.
"Don’t be fooled by the current enmity between the Three Sects. Actually, their higher-ups are all in cahoots," Jiang Li snorted coldly.
