Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

Gulp!

Jian Chuan swallowed hard, finally catching on—this old geezer in front of him, who looked like just a soul body, was anything but simple!

Dan Emperor?

And he’s the teacher of Xu Yang and Liou Yunfeng?

Hiss!

Liou Yunfeng only dares call himself Dan King, but Dan Emperor?

But hearing Gu Jun’s words, Jian Chuan’s brain was buzzing, about to explode.

Take out two?

Just the two of us?

"Bro, this..."

He really wanted to say, "Stop joking around."

But then he saw everyone looking excited, eyes blazing, not a hint of doubt.

He froze on the spot!

What’s going on?

Are we really doing this?

You guys actually believe it?

"Teacher, do you need our help?" Liou Yunfeng asked, excited and cautious.

Gu Jun shook his head slightly: "No need for you lot to get involved, I’ll handle this with this little guy."

Huh?

Jian Chuan’s eyes bulged. Me? Little guy?

At this moment, Liou Yunfeng whispered, "Jian Chuan, this is my teacher—the Dan Emperor from a thousand years ago. At his peak, he could refine Tier Eight pills!"

Tier Eight! That’s beyond True Lord level!

Back in Gu Jun’s day, he was a True Lord, but he did it with all kinds of special tricks.

Of course, even if he got back to that level, actually refining a mythical Tier Eight pill is still damn near impossible!

Everything has to line up perfectly—timing, location, people!

"Tier Eight?"

Jian Chuan’s eyes nearly popped out—like he’d seen a ghost!

A thousand years ago...

He finally got why he was just a soul body!

Gulp!

Jian Chuan swallowed hard again, looking at Gu Jun with eyes literally burning.

"Senior, you say it—I’ll do it!"

He straightened up in an instant, not a shred of doubt left in him about Gu Jun’s words!

Seriously, someone like this doesn’t kid around!

Just listen and do what you’re told!

Calling him "little guy" isn’t even wrong.

Next to him, Ning Wuyang nearly had his eyeballs fall out in shock.

Even the dog was so scared, it didn’t dare move.

"It’s not that hard!"

Gu Jun smiled slightly: "With the Barbarian God Hall holding them off, they won’t break through any time soon!"

"My spirit fire is rare in the world! And it’s fused with the Purple Fire Celestial Prison Forbidden Land, once it explodes, it can trigger the full power of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Array in the forbidden area!"

"On top of that, there’s the Heaven and Earth spirit treasure brewing inside the Fire Prison—not fully formed, but together, they could slay gods and demons!"

"I’m just a soul body, so I’ll need your help when the time comes!"

Jian Chuan nodded vigorously!

"Gu Jun, you really think you can block us just with some Barbarian Race treasure?"

A cold shout suddenly came from outside.

The crowd turned to look.

Through the temple’s shifting waves, the outside world was clear as day!

Mr. Xue and his crew were all there, staring coldly at the towering Barbarian God Hall!

"My Wuhou Hall True Lords aren’t just three!"

"Of course, for you lot, we don’t even need to call more people!"

Mr. Xue’s mouth curled in a chilling smile: "Besides, Wuhou Hall isn’t just strongmen—we’ve got all sorts of divine weapons!"

"Ling Yu, go get the Saint Slaying Sword!"

Ling Yu nodded slightly, turned, and vanished into thin air.

"Saint Slaying Sword?"

The temple burst into exclamations.

Bai Song’s face changed drastically, he blurted out, "Saint Slaying Sword! That’s the ultimate divine weapon the Emperor himself bestowed on Wuhou Hall at its founding!"

"In the hands of a True Lord, its power is limitless—even a fledgling True Lord wielding that sword could easily kill a powerful True Lord!"

At these words, everyone’s expression turned grim!

Even Gu Jun’s brow knitted.

Then Mr. Xue’s voice rang out again: "The Saint Slaying Sword holds the Emperor’s will—Barbarian God Hall? Just a barbarian trinket, and you think you can stop my Daqian Emperor’s intent?"

His scornful voice echoed in the world, sinking everyone’s hearts.

"Teacher, don’t bother with him. Leave the Saint Slaying Sword to me!"

Suddenly, Xu Yang spoke up.

"Xu Yang, you have a way to deal with the Saint Slaying Sword?" Liou Yunfeng stared in shock.

"Young Master, that sword holds the Emperor’s will! It’s not as good as the Emperor Scroll King Beixuan uses, but you can’t underestimate it!"

Even the Asura Blood Book is no match for the Saint Slaying Sword!

Xu Yang grinned, seeing everyone’s worried faces: "Relax, I’m not about to gamble with my own life!"

Gu Jun’s eyes flickered, then he laughed too.

"Hahaha, kid, you honestly have a huge edge against the Saint Slaying Sword!"

The whole temple burst into commotion.

If Gu Jun says it, doesn’t that mean Xu Yang’s really got this?

No matter how much they racked their brains, nobody could figure out why Xu Yang was so confident about beating the Saint Slaying Sword!

Gu Jun and Xu Yang weren’t about to explain—too many secrets tied to Xu Yang’s identity!

"Kid, go out and piss ’em off!"

"Curse at them!"

Gu Jun stared at Jian Chuan and said.

Jian Chuan’s face twitched, wanting to say no!

He might be sharp-tongued, but up against those Wuhou Hall True Lords—who wouldn’t chicken out?

"What if he just attacks me?" Jian Chuan hesitated.

Gu Jun snapped: "Idiot! Just stay right outside Barbarian God Hall, have Xu Yang open a gap for you, curse and run; then go back out and keep cursing!"

"No matter how strong they are, this you can handle, right?"

"..."

Not just Jian Chuan—everyone in the temple was speechless, faces twisted!

It’s crazy and gutsy!

No one’d even dream of this their whole life!

"Uh, Senior Jian Chuan, can you take me with you? After we curse, bring me back!" Meng Ziqiu suddenly said, excited.

"Eh?"

Jian Chuan’s eyes bulged: "Bringing one person shouldn’t be a problem!"

"Count me in, too."

"I wanna go as well!"

"Damn, facing True Lords and cursing them in person—just the thought gets me pumped!"

"Even if I get squished outside, it’s worth it!"

...

"Alright, alright, I’ll take two—no, five!" Jian Chuan shouted quickly.

He wanted to take just two, but hey, more people, bigger momentum!

Might even help calm his own nerves a bit!

At the doorway, he figured he could bring them all back safely.

In an instant, everyone was over the moon!

Even Su Yun was tempted!

Xu Yang was totally speechless, just shook his head helplessly and said nothing.

Very soon, everyone was ready!

Xu Yang nodded at Jian Chuan.

Following Jian Chuan out were Meng Ziqiu, Liou Yunfeng, Bai Song, Zhang Lingqiao, Zhang Yuanshan—five people!

The Martial Artists who didn’t get picked all looked super disappointed!

This kind of moment is once in a lifetime!

Something to brag about forever!

The Barbarian God Hall quietly opened a door for them, letting them out in an instant!

"Let’s go!"

With Jian Chuan’s loud shout, he swung his sleeve and whisked the five of them away from the hall.

The temple crowd saw the outside world ripple, and six figures floated out in midair!

"They actually came out?"

Mr. Xue blinked in surprise, then couldn’t help but sneer: "Jian Chuan, you brought five Myriad Phenomena Realm kids out here to try and scare me to death?"

Jian Chuan grinned: "You old bastard, wanna guess if I piss on the ground I could drown you?"

"You Wuhou Hall old farts, I curse your descendants—all the men get..."

"Hey Xu Yi, get your ass over here and bow to your dad!"

"Rotten old geezer, so you’re called Mr. Xue, huh? You know who I am?"

"I’m your grandpa!"

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