Chapter 77 - 72: The sword energy comes from the East, Tian Yuan Sword Immortal_1

For cultivators, around forty years can be considered a cycle.

But, so what?

He can’t go back. From the moment he came to this world, everything just can’t be undone.

In the public square, Chen Chang’an picked up the teapot from the table and brewed a cup of tea for himself.

Then he sipped it alone.

Chen Chang’an had always liked quiet, not because he liked it, but because he had to be.

"Hey? Young friend, you’re alone? Would you mind giving an old man a cup too?"

As Chen Chang’an sat quietly sipping his tea, an old voice suddenly came from beside him.

Huh?

Someone’s hitting on him?

Hearing this voice, and connecting it with this familiar scene, Chen Chang’an was taken aback.

He never thought that he would also have a day when he would be hit on.

It’s just that, unfortunately, it’s a man, and an old one at that.

Very quickly, before Chen Chang’an could react, an old Daoist walked over.

He pulled up a stool and sat opposite Chen Chang’an.

"Young friend, I could smell the fragrance of your tea from far away."

"Mind sharing a cup?"

Old Daoist continued speaking to Chen Chang’an after he sat down.

"Old man, if I say I mind, will you leave?" Chen Chang’an asked.

"No." said the old Daoist shaking his head.

"Then, it’s settled."

Upon hearing this, Chen Chang’an shook his head with a smile that was not quite a smile, then took a new teacup out of his space.

He poured half a cup of tea into it.

Tea is to send off guests, wine is to respect people.

Whether it’s one person enjoying the pot of tea or two, it’s the same.

Seeing this cup, the old Daoist’s eyes suddenly brightened, he exclaimed:

"Is this the Nanming crystal cup only found in the South Sea?"

"What a great cup!"

"I didn’t expect that you, young man, have such excellent taste!"

Chen Chang’an shook his head and said:

"I wouldn’t say it’s about taste, just the idle things I do to pass the time."

"Pastime? Your pastime is quite luxurious."

The old man exclaimed.

The crystals from the South Sea were known for their price. A crystal of this quality that can be formed into a teacup would likely cost thousands of Dao Source Stones.

This young man was using it for tea brewing, this was beyond extravagant.

However, that’s good.

Good wine needs good dishes, good tea needs good teaware.

With that in mind, he picked up the tea cup and took a small sip.

"Kid, your tea is not bad."

"One sip and the mouth feels refreshed, it made my soul fly."

The next moment, after he swallowed the tea, his eyes brightened, and he smacked his lips, generously praising the tea.

"Damn, wait, that’s not right. Why do I feel my realm shaking?"

"Could this be the legendary Bodhi Leaf from Buddhism?"

Chen Chang’an smiled slightly and said:

"I didn’t expect you, old man, to be quite knowledgeable."

Many people in this world knew about the Bodhi leaf from Buddhism, but few had tasted it.

That this old man recognized it after just one sip, surely he was not ordinary.

"Of course."

"I’ve lived for thousands of years and tried countless teas."

"It’s only a mere Bodhi leaf, of course I can tell."

Hearing Chen Chang’an’s compliment, the old man boasted with a laugh.

Then he picked up the cup and took another small sip, savoring it with satisfaction on his face.

Seeing this, Chen Chang’an let him be and focused on his own tea.

Time passed minute by minute.

In the square, Chen Chang’an and the old Daoist sipped their tea, sometimes in silence, sometimes engaging in small talk.

Outside the square, batch after batch of cultivators were led into the square by the female disciples of Tianxiang Pavilion.

There were many forces present, almost covering half of the Wuxiang Realm.

The Sword Realm, Buddhism, Daoist Gate, and Demon Gate, anyone who had a reputation had arrived.

Among them, some formidable characters had also come.

Chen Chang’an didn’t think much of it, but the old Taoist next to him kept chattering incessantly.

"Lad, blimey, did you see that person over there?"

"Immortal Liuyun, the Saintess of this generation from Yunmeng Marsh."

"That young lass, so young, yet she already has her six Divine Hidden skills perfected."

"Incredibly powerful!"

"And there, Sword Child Li Shaobai of the Sword Pavilion, he’s a real whizz, a reincarnation of the ancient Sword Master, born with the Sword Heart, mastered sword skills at the age of three, peerless within his realm..."

"And there’s that one...."

Every time they encountered a person, the old Taoist would comment.

However, when Chen Chang’an was prepared to listen more intently, the old Taoist suddenly frowned.

Not just him, Chen Chang’an was also frowning at this moment.

It wasn’t a problem with Chen Chang’an, but both of them sensed a profound aura coming from afar.

It was Sword Qi!

Sensing this aura, both of them couldn’t help but shift their gaze towards the source.

Immediately they saw an elder stepping on a massive ancient sword, arriving through the air surrounded by a group of people.

Around them, harsh sword Qi crisscrossed all over.

"Huh? Who’s this?"

Chen Chang’an asked in confusion.

Not marveling at the elder’s formidable power, but at his dramatic entrance;

In a place like the Tianxiang Pavilion, making an entrance in this fashion was tantamount to provocation.

"Lad, you don’t know?"

"This is the former elder Sword Master from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Tian Yuan Sword Immortal!"

The old Taoist answered, word by word.

"The Ten Thousand Swords Sect’s Tian Yuan Sword Immortal?"

Upon hearing these words, Chen Chang’an’s brow furrowed.

He seemed to have heard this name before, but he couldn’t remember exactly where.

"Yes, you’re right, this man is Tian Yuan Sword Immortal."

The old Taoist nodded, then shook his head, his expression becoming a bit solemn as he said:

"Dominating heaven, earth, and mankind, his sword vanquishes all enemies."

"I didn’t expect him to show up this time as well, this doesn’t bode well."

"Doesn’t bode well? What do you mean?" The old Taoist’s words made Chen Chang’an puzzled once again.

"That matter is hard to put into words."

The old Taoist refocused his gaze on Chen Chang’an and asked:

"Lad, do you know about the tale of Chen Chang’an of the Tianshui Sect, which has been all the rage lately?"

Without waiting for Chen Chang’an to answer, the old Taoist continued:

"Everyone knows that Chen Chang’an of Tianshui was forced to take one step at a time, six steps into the realm of the Great Scholar."

"The root cause of this is the Tian Yuan Sword Immortal coveting the Demon Land, a forbidden area of the Tianshui Sect in the Underworld Sea."

"Therefore, the more renowned Chen Chang’an of Tianshui becomes,"

"The more the name ’Tian Yuan Sword Immortal’ is tarnished."

"If I’m not mistaken, this old geezer is here because he found out why Chen Chang’an of the Tianshui Sect showed up at the auction a few days ago."

"He is here to settle the score."

"It is foreseeable that a great battle might break out right here today."

Upon saying this, the old Taoist’s expression grew serious.

Then he asked Chen Chang’an:

"By the way, lad, you seem to be from Tianshui as well. Have you met Chen Chang’an?"

"What kind of person is he?"

"Met him."

"A man like a god."

Chen Chang’an replied with a slight smile.

At the same time, his gaze returned to the group of people in the sky.

No wonder the name sounded familiar, it turns out this is the connection.

However, Tian Yuan Sword Immortal, huh?

Heh.

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