Chapter 1752
Our Discord Server: https://discord.gg/PazjBDkTmW
You can buy coins here to unlock advanced chapters: https://gravitytales.com/coins-purchase-page/
And while thinking this, the mountain-guardian elder Fu Yuan, with a “zheng” sound, sacrificed a flying sword that was raised in his qi mansion.
However, just as Fu Yuan was about to sacrifice the flying sword and shoot it at the young cultivator, the young cultivator whose figure was flying like a suddenly said:
”Qingxuan Sect, Xu Taiping, take a seat！”
Upon hearing this, Fu Yuan was first startled, then stunned, and then his brows furrowed, and he shouted sternly：
”Blasphemy, come back！”
As soon as the voice fell, the flying sword he sacrificed suddenly turned its swords in a harsh sword cry and flew back to Fu Yuan.
“Boom！ ……”
And almost at the same time, the young cultivator had already flown down to the Sword Terrace like a green cloud being rolled by a strong wind.
This sudden scene made the stands around the Sword Terrace deathly silent.
And the disciples of the Azure Mysterious Sect were like idiots, all staring blankly on the stands without blinking.
Just in this strange silence, the young cultivator with a knife hanging from his waist on the stage suddenly cupped his hands and said to the Mountain Guarding Elder Fu Yuan：
“Disciple Xu Taiping of the Azure Mysterious Sect pays respects to Elder Fu Yuan of the Nine Mansions.”
As soon as these words came out, the originally deathly silent stands suddenly erupted into a deafening uproar.
And the disciples of the Azure Mysterious Sect first looked at each other, and then still had a look of disbelief on their faces.
Finally, it was Liang Zhu who used the courage he had accumulated in eight lifetimes and tremblingly confirmed to the Sect Master Zhao Qianhe and Du Gu Qingxiao in front of him：
“Sect… Sect Master… M… Master, is that… that really Little Martial Uncle？”
The auras of other cultivators might be misidentified by Sect Leader Zhao Qian and Du Gu Qingxiao, but there was no way they could misidentify Xu Taiping’s aura！
“Sss… Hoo…”
Du Gu Qingxiao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Then, with his eyes fixed firmly on Xu Taiping below, the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, and without looking back, he said：
“It’s him！”
As soon as these words were spoken, the Qingxuan Sect disciples in the grandstand cheered in unison.
And the former Princess Liang Zhu of the Great Liang Kingdom slumped onto her chair all of a sudden. Then, she kept murmuring, crying and laughing at the same time：
“Good people get good rewards, good people get good rewards, good people get good rewards, good people get good rewards…”
As she spoke, the big teardrops rolled down from her big eyeballs as if they were out of control.
At this time, Du Gu Qingxiao suddenly walked to the railing of the grandstand, tore open the barrier formed by the restriction in front of him with his hand, and then shouted at Xu Taiping below the sword flat with burning eyes：
“Taiping！”
Although there were only two words, they had been stuck in Du Gu Qingxiao’s throat for fifty years.
Xu Taiping, who was standing on the sword flat and saluting to Fu Yuan, immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound when he heard Du Gu Qingxiao’s shout.
After finding the stand where Qingxuan Sect was located and seeing Dugu Qingxiao on the stand, Xu Taiping grinned and then cupped his hands and said：
“Second Senior Brother！”
Head Zhao Qian also walked to the edge of the railing at this time and said loudly with a hearty smile：
“Taiping！”
Xu Taiping immediately cupped his hands towards Zhao Qian again and said：
“Taiping greets the Head！”
Then he said with an apologetic expression：
“Disciple has traveled far for dozens of years and failed to report. Please forgive me, Head.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qian waved his hand and said：
“Don’t talk about that bullshit！”
Then, he reached out and heavily slapped the railing and grinned and said：
“Welcome home！”
Upon hearing this, all the disciples of Qingxuan Sect behind also shouted excitedly：
“Congratulations to Little Martial Uncle for returning triumphantly as a True Martial Realm cultivator！”
Among the cultivators present, as long as those who had paid attention to the life-and-death battle between Xu Taiping in the Dry Stone Sea and the master of Biyou Palace would not think that the word “triumphantly” shouted by the disciples of Qingxuan Sect was too grand.
“That’s the Green Pupil Evil Monarch, a terrifying existence with combat power comparable to that of a Heaven-Shaking Realm cultivator. To be able to survive under his hands and return to the True Martial Heaven, if this is not called triumphantly returning, what else is it called？”
In the grandstand where the disciples of Guangling Pavilion were located when Mu Yuchen felt that the congratulations from the disciples of Qingxuan Sect were too exaggerated, Mu Yun immediately retorted excitedly to him.
Mu Yun then added another sentence and said：
“You know, Elder Lou, even he didn’t manage to come back alive.”
Because the last place where Elder Lou’s aura appeared was also in the ruins of Jinting Cave Heaven in the Dry Stone Sea, and plus his life jade left in the sect was broken, so Guangling Pavilion had already determined decades ago that Elder Lou died at the hands of Qingtong Evil Monarch.
As soon as Mu Yun mentioned Elder Lou, Mu Yuchen beside him immediately fell silent.
How powerful Elder Lou’s combat power was, all the disciples of Guangling Pavilion knew very well.
“Bang bang bang！”
Just then, the door of the side room was suddenly knocked on.
At the same time, two voices came from outside the door——
“Benefactor Mu Yun, this little monk is Xuanzhi.”
“It’s me, Dongfang Yuejian.”
Mu Yun immediately got up and went to open the door.
After opening the door, I saw Dongfang Yuejian and Monk Xuanzhi standing side by side at the door.
And besides the two of them, there was also a heroic woman in leather armor and a bright and charming youth standing behind them.
Before Mu Yun could speak, he heard the two of them report their names respectively and said：
“I am Zhang Moyan from Zhenhai Tower.”
”I am Chu Tiancheng from the imperial family of Southern Chu.”
Mu Yun was first shocked when he heard this, and then completely opened the door and said, “So it’s General Moyan and Prince Tiancheng. Please come in, please come in.”
While walking in with Xuanzhi and Dongfang Yuejian, Zhang Moyan said with a hint of apology on his face,
”We two just arrived in Zhenwu Heaven and wanted to enter the arena to watch the battle. Unexpectedly, there were no empty seats on Tianzhu Peak. That’s why we asked Master Xuanzhi to bring us here to watch the battle together.”
Chu Tiancheng also said with an apologetic face,
”Sorry for the disturbance.”
Mu Yun kept waving his hand and said,
”General Moyan, Prince Tiancheng, what are you talking about? Please sit down quickly, please sit down quickly.”
Mu Yuchen and Ji Ye in the side room also got up to greet several people at this time.
And that Xuanzhi monk went straight to the edge of the railing. After seeing clearly that the person standing on the sword Ping was indeed Xu Taiping, he immediately said loudly “Amitabha” and asked
”Brother Taiping, are you all right？”
At this time, a group of old acquaintances who heard the news also rushed over, all under the forbidden force on the stands and sent greetings to Xu Taiping.
Xu Taiping on the stand, when he heard these familiar greetings, in his mind, the appearances of a group of senior such as Qingtong Xiejun, Elder Lou, Yunhe Zhenjun and Yizhu Louzhu who died in Jinting Cave suddenly flashed.
Immediately, he cupped his hands towards the west stand and muttered in his heart：
“Senior Qingtong, Senior Yunhe, Senior Yizhu, Senior Lou, Xu Taiping has stood here as promised.”
At this moment, Xu Taiping’s state of mind changed a little.
Suddenly, he didn’t want to simply regard the upcoming sword-questioning as a deal with Su Chan.
Xu Taiping pressed the hand he had put down on the handle of the sword and muttered：
“This is my Swordmaster Conference.”
As he spoke, his sharp gaze swept over the twenty-nine sword-questioning opponents standing on the west side of the sword platform, and then he continued：
“My opponents are these twenty-nine swords.”
“If I lose, I will lie down.”
“If I win, I will be my own Swordmaster！”
As if sensing Xu Taiping’s state of mind, the Swordmaster Ranking List in the sky above the sword platform suddenly “boomed” and flipped violently.
And the three words “Xu Taiping” that had originally been almost split in the middle on the Swordmaster Ranking List not only reunited in an instant, but the brilliance emitted from the words even surpassed all the names above.
