Chapter 455 - 218: Punishment
The Secret Skill "Soul-Slaying Sword" is one of the core inheritances of Celestial Monarch Mountain.
He was naturally reluctant to exchange it easily.
But if he didn’t agree right now, he wouldn’t be able to obtain the method to condense the Wisdom Sword.
The "Soul-Slaying Sword" without the condensation of the Wisdom Sword would soon be completely abandoned by the sect’s disciples, breaking the inheritance.
After weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Qingjing still couldn’t make a decision.
He clasped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Lingshan, Young Friend Shen, please wait a moment."
"The ’Soul-Slaying Sword’ is of great importance, and I cannot make the decision myself; I need to invite a few senior and junior brothers."
Upon hearing this, Shen Wen’an frowned slightly.
However, Huang Lingshan, unconcerned, said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, please go ahead."
Zhang Qingjing saw this, slightly clasped his hands toward the two, and waved his hand to summon a breeze toward the main peak of Celestial Monarch Mountain.
After he left, Shen Wen’an said in a deep voice, "Senior Sister, could it be that Celestial Monarch Mountain plans to seize it by force?"
To be fair, though he felt Celestial Monarch Mountain would not dare.
But since the method to condense the Wisdom Sword was clearly very important to them, Shen Wen’an still feared Zhang Qingjing and others might succumb to greed.
"No problem."
Huang Lingshan smiled indifferently and strolled within the pavilion, gazing at the lush distant peaks.
A moment later, several streams of light flew over from the main peak of Celestial Monarch Mountain.
When the streams of light landed, they transformed into five figures in different attire, some old, some young.
Their gaze first swept over Huang Lingshan, then collectively turned to Shen Wen’an.
Being observed by the gazes of the five Golden Core Realm Cultivators, Shen Wen’an sensed that two of them had a subtle pressure in their eyes, evidently using some secret skill.
But before he could react, the sound of a clear sword humming accompanied by Huang Lingshan’s voice rang out.
"Is this the sincerity of Celestial Monarch Mountain?"
Huang Lingshan’s voice was flat, but it appropriately shattered the oppressive secret skill of the two.
Zhang Qingjing, who had just arrived, hurriedly mediated with a smile, clasping his hands, "Fellow Daoist Lingshan, please forgive us. The two senior brothers were just excited hearing about someone condensing the Wisdom Sword for the first time."
"Young Friend Shen, apologies."
As Shen Wen’an’s expression slightly eased, Huang Lingshan also returned to his side.
The two quietly watched the six Celestial Monarch Mountain experts before them, including Zhang Qingjing.
A moment later, an elderly woman among the six, wearing a square hat and holding a brown wooden staff, revealed a gentle smile and saluted Huang Lingshan and Shen Wen’an.
"I am Miao Qian of Celestial Monarch Mountain."
"Fellow Daoist Lingshan and Young Friend, please sit down."
The elderly woman evidently sensed the tense atmosphere was not conducive to the upcoming negotiations, so she spoke to break the deadlock.
"Yes, yes, both of you, please sit."
The other Golden Core Cultivators of Celestial Monarch Mountain quickly spoke up as well.
As the situation eased and everyone sat down again, Miao Qian looked at Shen Wen’an and said, "Is there a chance you could let us see the elegance of the Wisdom Sword again?"
Although they had only heard about the Wisdom Sword from Zhang Qingjing, its importance made them want to see it personally to be assured.
After a brief consideration, Shen Wen’an did not refuse.
For a transaction, if someone wants to inspect the product, he certainly cannot refuse.
He pointed his sword finger to his forehead, and a milky white light flickered.
A Three-inch White Jade Sword slowly condensed at the tip of his sword finger.
The unique aura of the Wisdom Sword permeated, exciting the Golden Core Cultivators of Celestial Monarch Mountain around.
"Young Friend’s Wisdom Sword seems somewhat different from the Wisdom Sword cultivated by our Celestial Monarch Mountain’s ’Soul-Slaying Sword’."
Miao Qian spoke calmly, but the hint of excitement in her eyes was captured by Huang Lingshan.
"Indeed, a bit different. I wonder if Young Friend’s Wisdom Sword can be integrated with our Celestial Monarch Mountain’s ’Soul-Slaying Sword’."
Everyone present was a crafty veteran.
Upon hearing Miao Qian’s words, a short and chubby old man in a green robe beside them spoke, stroking his round belly.
Upon hearing this, Huang Lingshan understood that these old guys were looking for a chance to lower the price, not wanting to exchange the secret skill for the method to condense the Wisdom Sword.
She sneered inwardly and slowly stood up.
"In that case, let’s drop this matter."
"Junior Brother Wen’an, let’s go."
As she spoke, she waved her hand to store the Golden Core Flood Dragon Corpse into her Storage Bag and signaled to Shen Wen’an.
Understanding her intent, Shen Wen’an also stood up slowly, clasped his hands towards everyone, and was about to leave with Huang Lingshan.
However, at that moment, two figures suddenly flashed and directly blocked their way.
Upon seeing this, a trace of Sword Intent slowly emanated from Huang Lingshan, and she squinted slightly at the two.
"What?"
"Does Celestial Monarch Mountain intend to detain me?"
The two did not speak, but the Spiritual Power fluctuations emanating from their bodies said it all.
"Qing He, Qing Yuan."
Just as a battle was about to break out, Miao Qian suddenly spoke.
Hearing her voice, the two Golden Core Cultivators blocking them slowly retracted the aura from their bodies.
Miao Qian stepped forward to Huang Lingshan and Shen Wen’an, looking at them deeply before saying after a moment’s thought:
"The ’Soul-Slaying Sword’ is a core secret skill handed down by our Celestial Monarch ancestors."
"That’s why fellow Daoists must carefully pass it on." Huang Lingshan replied calmly, picking up the topic.
Miao Qian frowned slightly. "Can’t the two of you make another request?"
"Spirit Crystals, Magical Treasures, anything that doesn’t involve Celestial Monarch Mountain’s core inheritance can be discussed."
Huang Lingshan’s face suddenly showed a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Miao also knows the value of such a secret skill; Cyan Ruo Sword House lacks neither Spirit Crystals nor Magical Artifacts."
The two stared at each other intently, neither willing to give an inch.