Longevity Reward Redemption: The Immortal Clan Starts with Farmers

105: Born with a sword heart, the Qingping Sword Immortal!A flash of astonishment passed through the eyes of Chen Chuanjie and Chuanwu. They never expected that a black sword on a stall would actually draw out a Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator!

”A person chooses a precious sword, and a sword also chooses its Master. If you can unsheathe this sword before me, it will prove that it belongs to you!”

The young woman narrowed her eyes at Chen Chuanjie, her expression cold and her aura like a solitary, freezing snow-capped mountain. Her voice was like the meltwater flowing down from those heights—both cold and clear.

”Senior, please do not take offense. We two brothers did not recognize your noble presence. How could we dare to compete with you? We are willing to offer up this precious sword... Chuanjie?”

Chen Chuanwu knew well that the methods of a Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator were profound. Unwilling to offend her over a sword, he hurriedly apologized and told Chuanjie to hand over the black sword!

But Chen Chuanjie gritted his teeth and remained silent.

He felt that this black sword was extremely important to him, possessing an immense attraction. To give it up felt like losing something vital.

Furthermore, he was a young swordsman, unyielding and upright. Where his blade pointed was the spirited vigor of youth that could topple mountains and overturn seas. He was unwilling to hand over the sword so wretchedly just because of a single sentence!

”Senior, are your words true?”

Chen Chuanjie finally resolved to give it a try. In the dark, he had a premonition that he would definitely be able to unsheathe this precious sword!

”What kind of person is my Master? How could she lie to you? If you can unsheathe this netherworld sword under the pressure of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, then I won’t fight you for it!”

The baby-faced girl’s willow-leaf brows turned up as she spoke with a huff of petulance.

To someone at the Third Layer of Qi Refining, the pressure of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator was like the entire world pressing down on them. It was difficult for Chen Chuanjie to even move a finger, let alone unsheathe a sword.

Therefore, the girl believed Chen Chuanjie would undoubtedly lose, and the Netherworld Sword before them would certainly belong to her!

”Fine, then this Junior shall take the liberty of trying!”

Chen Chuanjie spoke in a low voice and then closed his eyes. That feeling of being connected by blood to this black sword resurfaced. He could feel the sword’s pride, its violence, and the loneliness it had felt after being buried for so long.

At this moment, though his body was still under the Foundation Establishment pressure as if carrying a mountain, his heart seemed to merge with the sword. He was the black sword, and the black sword was him!

”Unsheathe!”

Chen Chuanjie snapped his eyes open, a sharp light suddenly appearing within them. The black sword in his hand trembled slightly and, without anyone touching it, suddenly flew out of its scabbard!

Clang!

A crisp sword cry echoed through the square. A precious sword, pitch-black all over with blood-colored patterns on the blade, floated before Chen Chuanjie. Its sharp tip pointed directly at the Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator!

”Phew... Senior, the sword has been unsheathed!”

Chen Chuanjie let out a long breath and spoke softly to the young woman. Though the youth was only at the Third Layer of Qi Refining, he remained neither humble nor arrogant before the Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator, possessing a grace of his own!

”How is this possible! He’s just a mere Third Layer of Qi Refining; how could he control the netherworld sword to unsheathe under Foundation Establishment pressure?”

The girl cried out in surprise, her watery eyes filled with disbelief. She turned to look at her Master, only to see a hint of a smile in the woman’s phoenix eyes.

”A Innate Sword Heart!”

”Boy, this netherworld sword belongs to you now. It was the personal sword of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator; do not disgrace it!”

”Your talent is not bad. With a Innate Sword Heart, you can understand Sword Intent and command a sword like your own limbs. You were born destined to Cultivate the sword!”

”My Daoist title is Qing Ping, and I come from the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. If you wish to learn the true methods of a Sword Cultivator, you may come to my Sect. I will personally lead you through the gates!”

The young woman’s phoenix eyes looked at Chen Chuanjie with satisfaction, as if looking at a piece of fine, uncarved jade. Whether it was the boy’s character or his talent, she admired both; he was a natural seed for a Sword Cultivator.

”What? This guy actually has a Innate Sword Heart?”

A flash of shock crossed the girl’s eyes. A Innate Sword Heart was a talent that Sword Cultivators dreamed of. It not only helped a Cultivator comprehend Sword Intent but also allowed them to progress in sword cultivation like a fish in water, and to control swords in battle with perfect ease!

She really hadn’t expected that such a Genius would exist in the remote Annan Prefecture. No wonder her Master wanted to give him a chance to pull the sword; it turned out her Master was cherishing talent!

”Greetings, Sword Immortal Qing Ping...”

Unlike the girl who was shocked by Chuanjie’s talent, the surrounding Cultivators all bowed and cupped their hands to the young woman. Their attitudes were respectful without the slightest negligence, showing how great her fame and prestige were.

”Qing’er, let’s go! This Foundation Establishment Cultivator’s sword doesn’t suit you. I’ll take you to find a suitable one!”

Sword Immortal Qing Ping ignored the crowd’s salutations. She maintained her cold, mountain-like posture and spoke softly to the girl before her.

”Alright, Master!”

The girl, Qing’er, had a look of grievance on her face. She pouted and walked up to Chen Chuanjie, baring a pair of small tiger teeth and saying fiercely:

”Boy, you must come to the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion to find me. When the time comes, we’ll compete to see whose sword is more powerful. Don’t think you’re better than me just because your talent is high!”

After Qing’er finished speaking, she ignored Chen Chuanjie’s helpless expression and followed the young woman out of the Market!

Once Sword Immortal Qing Ping had taken Qing’er away, the eyes of the entire Market turned toward Chen Chuanjie!

Among them were those staring feverishly at the Netherworld Sword, as well as those sizing up the two brothers with curious gazes.

In short, today’s scene was destined to spread throughout Annan Prefecture!

A talented youth with a Innate Sword Heart, and the personal sword of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!

There was also the courage to unsheathe a sword before Sword Immortal Qing Ping. Most importantly, he didn’t die after unsheathing it, escaping with his life from the hands of Sword Immortal Qing Ping!

Why was Sword Immortal Qing Ping called a Sword Immortal? That was a fierce reputation she had carved out with her sword! Her prestige was built upon the lives of Cultivators!

This youth had pointed his sword at Sword Immortal Qing Ping and lived, even receiving her guidance. His future prospects were boundless!

Countless people thought of this and came forward one after another, wanting to make friends with the two brothers.

Chen Chuanwu’s mind was still a bit dazed, but he knew his brother had drawn too much attention today and they needed to lay low. Chuanwu didn’t bother with pleasantries and hurriedly led Chuanjie away from the Market in Xianju Alley!

”Chuanjie, you were too bold, daring to go up against a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Fortunately, that Senior kept her word, otherwise we would have both been finished right there!”

Chen Chuanwu complained to Chuanjie behind him while riding his horse.

”Big brother is right to scold me. I was indeed reckless today; I won’t do it again!”

Chen Chuanjie didn’t argue with Chuanwu, smilingly accepting his elder brother’s criticism. He held the netherworld sword in one hand and the reins in the other, following behind Chuanwu.

”You drew too much attention today. Let’s go back to Kaoshan Village first. Once the storm dies down, we can come back to visit the Market!”

”Fortunately, this sword was bestowed upon you by Senior Qing Ping. Otherwise, who knows how many Cultivators in the Market would have had wicked thoughts. This is the personal sword of a Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator after all!”

Chen Chuanwu spoke as he rode. Recalling the feverish gazes the Market Cultivators had toward the netherworld sword, he couldn’t help but feel a lingering fear. Treasures stir the hearts of men!

”Big brother, you spoke too soon. It seems someone has already developed wicked thoughts!”

Chen Chuanjie looked serious, his eyes staring piercingly at the mountain forest ahead. Hearing this, Chuanwu was stunned for a moment, and then a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

”Dammit, someone really wants to rob us brothers. Do they think we’re sheep who don’t dare to kill!”

”Chuanjie, dismount. You and I shall kill the enemy together!”