"What are you worried about? Worried that kid will get into trouble?"
Jiang Fangtian said with a laugh, his gaze sweeping over Jian Yun with a meaningful look.
"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about!"
In an instant Jiang Mengyuan’s face flushed red, a hint of shyness in her eyes.
At this time Jiang Fangtian walked over to stand in front of Xiao Yifeng and Jian Yun, his gaze sweeping over the two of them as he said:
"The two of you have pretty good strength and talent. Which force are you from?"
"No sect, no faction!"
Xiao Yifeng answered directly, while Jian Yun didn’t speak.
"Without the support of any Sect Forces and you can reach this level... your talent is a whole chunk stronger than the disciples of Divine Sword Mountain!"
Jiang Fangtian looked at Xiao Yifeng and Jian Yun as he spoke.
"Thanks for the compliment!"
Xiao Yifeng smiled faintly.
"I hope you can gain the Divine Sword’s recognition and become Divine Sword Successors!"
Jiang Fangtian said.
After that, Xiao Yifeng, Jian Yun, and Luo Qianyu returned to where they were staying.
However, what had just happened spread through Divine Sword Mountain at a shocking speed: the dignified son of Divine Sword Mountain’s Sixth Sword Master, Wang Haoran, one of the top geniuses of Divine Sword Mountain, had actually been one‑shot killed.
And the person who did it was actually someone here to take part in the selection. Naturally, this news instantly caused an uproar throughout the whole of Divine Sword Mountain.
But Xiao Yifeng didn’t care about this. He only wanted to see how strong the inheritance of the Ten Great Divine Swords of Divine Sword Mountain really was, and whether it could help him break through in strength.
What he wanted most right now was to quickly improve his strength, then head to Moon God Palace to bring Ya Xin back and restore her memory.
How could his woman forget him? This was something Xiao Yifeng absolutely would not allow!
In the blink of an eye, a day passed. Night fell, and the entire Divine Sword Mountain grew very quiet.
Xiao Yifeng cultivated for a while, then walked outside and came to the edge of a cliff.
Sitting there, gazing up at the moon, a jug of Spiritual Wine that Drunken Beauty Madam had treasured appeared in his hand, and he began to drink.
A few minutes later, a man in white robes, around thirty years old, arrived here. His gaze fixed on the Spiritual Wine in Xiao Yifeng’s hand, his eyes flashing with light. He took a deep breath and sighed:
"Good wine. The fragrance is rich and mellow, it’s definitely been aged and brewed for five thousand years, compressing and storing the aroma to its optimal state."
"Looks like you’re a man who understands wine as well."
Xiao Yifeng glanced at him and said flatly.
"I know a thing or two. Little brother, would you mind letting me have a cup as well?"
The man stared fervently at the Spiritual Wine in Xiao Yifeng’s hand, clearly wanting to have a taste.
"Here!"
Xiao Yifeng flicked his hand, directly tossing a jug of Spiritual Wine to him. The latter treated it like a priceless treasure, slowly took a sip, closed his eyes slightly, his face full of enjoyment.
"Not bad. Good wine, good wine!"
The man praised, smacking his lips.
"I raise my cup to invite the bright moon, with my shadow we become three."
At this moment, drinking wine and looking at the bright moon hanging in the Cang Qiong, the man unconsciously recited.
"Uh?"
Hearing this man’s verse, Xiao Yifeng almost spat out the wine in his mouth, staring at him in shock.
Wasn’t that a poem by the ancient Chinese poet Li Bai from Earth’s China? How did this guy know it too?
"How do you know that poem?"
Xiao Yifeng looked at the man and asked.
"Me... I don’t know. Just now, looking at the moon, it just slipped out unconsciously."
The man shook his head.
"May I ask what brother’s name is?"
Xiao Yifeng asked again.
"My name is Li Bai!"
Pft!
As soon as the man’s words fell, Xiao Yifeng suddenly turned his head and sprayed all the wine in his mouth to the side, almost choking himself.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The man called Li Bai looked at Xiao Yifeng with a face full of curiosity.
"Nothing, nothing."
Xiao Yifeng shook his head and recovered, but his expression as he looked at this man was extremely odd.
Right now Xiao Yifeng felt like ten thousand "what the hells" were galloping through his heart. What was up with heaven? Could it be that the poetic immortal Li Bai of China had been reborn into the Ancient Realm?
Otherwise how could there be such a coincidence? Not only was the other party called Li Bai, he could even recite Li Bai’s poems. This had practically shocked Xiao Yifeng senseless.
Only after quite some time did Xiao Yifeng finally accept this reality. His gaze fixed on this young man called Li Bai, his eyes staring unblinkingly at him.
"Why do you keep staring at me? Is there something on me?"
Li Bai asked curiously.
"No."
Xiao Yifeng shook his head.
"Then what’s your name?"
This Li Bai looked at Xiao Yifeng and asked.
"My name is Xiao Yifeng."
Xiao Yifeng said.
After that the two continued drinking together. He didn’t ask about the other’s identity either.
Anyway, since the other party could appear here, he should be someone from Divine Sword Mountain.
The two of them drank for more than an hour before going their separate ways.
As Li Bai watched Xiao Yifeng’s departing back, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The next day arrived, and this day was when the group of disciples who had passed the Divine Sword Steps would undergo the next trial to see whether they could become Divine Sword Inheritors of the Ten Great Divine Swords.
In order to obtain the inheritance of the Ten Great Divine Swords, each of them had made ample preparations.
Once they could obtain the Divine Sword inheritance, it would not only mean a massive surge in their strength, but also that in the future they would become the new Ten Great Sword Masters.
The Ten Great Sword Masters of Divine Sword Mountain had basically all once obtained the inheritance of the Ten Great Divine Swords, then cultivated all the way to become the current Divine Sword Mountain Sword Masters.
At this moment, on the summit plaza of Divine Sword Mountain, Xiao Yifeng and the others were all gathered here.
At this time, the people of Divine Sword Mountain also arrived, including Jiang Fangtian and Wang Cheng, as well as the various Elders of Divine Sword Mountain and the younger generation disciples.
These disciples were naturally Wang Haoran, Liu Jian, Hao Jun and the others who had reached the Life and Death Realm. Clearly, they would also be undergoing this trial together with Xiao Yifeng.
"Today is when you will undergo a new trial. As long as you pass this trial, you will be able to see the Ten Great Divine Swords. At that time, you will have a chance to become Divine Sword Successors and obtain Supreme Power."
At this moment, a Dominant Realm Elder of Divine Sword Mountain looked at Xiao Yifeng and the others and spoke.
"Of course, aside from you people who are taking this trial, Divine Sword Mountain will also select a few people within the mountain to participate. Just like you, they must also pass this trial."
"Only then will they have a chance to receive the inheritance of the Ten Great Divine Swords. This is absolutely fair to all of you. The rest depends on yourselves."
The Elder said in a deep voice, and then three youthful figures walked over.
These three were two men and one woman. Of the two young men, one had an arrogant face, looking down on everything, his eyes sharp; the other’s expression was steady, his radiance restrained, appearing extremely ordinary.