Legend of Swordsman

4720 With the Emperor as a Guarantor, Everything Is in Sight

Not only would he have no chance of winning, but his Sword Dao would also be unable to recover from this. It would completely stop at this framework and be stunted from growing.

Jian Wushuang dispersed his sure-win sword move and fulfilled Chen Qing’s Sword Heart.

Chen Qing’s swordsmanship was not amazing, but it was magnificent and had the intention of transcendence. Jian Wushuang could not bear to destroy it, so he stopped.

However, the power of the three sword moves left an indelible mark in Chen Qing’s heart.

At that moment, a lazy clapping sound came from afar. Jian Wushuang looked over and realized it was the Young Emperor and the others.

As he descended from the sky, Chun Qiu was the first to rush over. He gave him a thumbs up and said, “Brother Jian, you’re amazing.”

Jian Wushuang smiled and then looked at the Young Emperor.

“Thank you, Brother Jian, for letting me witness such a brilliant sword sparring.” The Young Emperor smiled. “I, Prince Yan, am impressed.” Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

“Is there something the matter?” Jian Wushuang said calmly.

The Young Emperor said, “It’s not really a matter. I just wanted to catch up with you.”

Chen Qing scratched his head. “Young Emperor, I’m really sorry to have messed up your Little Lonely Heaven like this.”

“Little Lonely Heaven is no longer mine, and even Big Lonely Heaven has been handed over to Brother Jian. You should ask him if he blames you,” the Young Emperor looked at Jian Wushuang and said.

Cheng Qing immediately understood. “Brother Jian, this Little Lonely Heaven is already yours?”

Jian Wushuang shook his head and said, “It’s just a temporary residence. It’s not what I own. When the time comes, I’ll return it.”

Cheng Qing was also an understanding person. In order to not make the atmosphere too awkward, he hurriedly yawned and said, “Brother Jian, just based on the sword sparring just now, I prostrated myself in admiration. You are definitely the number one Sword Dao I’ve seen other than that old friend from back then.”

“Brother Chen, you’re too kind. I just have some insights, but there’s still a long way to go before I can truly comprehend the way of the sword,” Jian Wushuang replied indifferently.

Cheng Qing sighed, “That’s right, I had planned to focus on cultivating the way of the sword, but my talent was lacking. The way of the sword may seem simple, but I have not been able to understand it until now. In my opinion, such an illusory thing is far more difficult than cultivation.”

Jian Wushuang did not answer. His comprehension of sword principle never seemed to stop at a certain moment. Naturally, he could not resonate with it.

The atmosphere was delicate. If it were not for Chen Qing’s chatter, Jian Wushuang would have left on the spot.

“Cheng Qing, I’ll take you for a walk in the Big Lonely Heaven.” The skinny purple-robed man who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke.

Cheng Qing, who was speaking excitedly, waved his hand. “What’s there to see in the Big Lonely Heaven? I’ve already gone through it more than ten times.”

Then, he realized that something was amiss. He suddenly stopped talking and said with a serious expression, “Yes, I haven’t seen the Big Lonely Heaven yet. It’s indeed time to go and take a look. Take care, Brother Jian!”

After cupping his hands, Cheng Qing left Little Lonely Heaven with the skinny purple-robed man.

There were only three people left in Little Lonely Heaven.

“Chun Qiu, go and sit down.” Jian Wushuang looked at Chun Qiu and said.

Hearing this, Chun Qiu nodded and whispered a word of caution before leaving.

“Let’s go for a walk. This is the first time we’ve met since we came back from Jingchuan,” The Young Emperor said.

Jian Wushuang nodded and the two of them walked forward slowly.

In mid-air, he could feel the dense Yan power surging around him, and his tensed nerves relaxed.

“Jingchuan has been destroyed, and my power has weakened a little. You should know some of these things, such as who sent those guys who tried to kill me,” the Young Emperor said faintly.

Jian Wushuang said calmly, “When I was on my way back, your companion told me about it, so I have a rough idea of it.”

The Young Emperor nodded. “Then you should prepare. There are still five years left. I want you to go to the banquet with me.”

“Attend a banquet?”

His eyes suddenly turned cold. “Yes, my Imperial Father invited me to a banquet in the Heavenly Court. Those bastards will also be there.”

Jian Wushuang nodded. He wanted to see what kind of existences the so-called Heavenly Court and Emperor in the Great Yan Domain belonged to.

“Are you planning to kill them at the banquet?” Jian Wushuang asked.

The Young Emperor sneered, “Them? They’re just a bunch of conceited trash. Let them go for now. I have more to do.”

“Five years. I’ll come and find you when the time comes. You can also go to the Big Lonely Heaven to cultivate.”

“I’m right here.”

The Young Emperor’s eyes were burning as he said seriously, “Without you, I’ll never be able to recover. So, no matter what, please stand with me.”

Jian Wushuang felt an inexplicable uneasiness. “I won’t go back on my word.”

After hearing the answer, the Young Emperor left with a laugh and left a few words.

“With Your Majesty as a guarantor, everything is in sight.”

At this point, the entire Little Lonely Heaven was completely silent.

Watching the Young Emperor’s figure disappear outside the magic barrier, Chun Qiu quickly came to Jian Wushuang and said, “Is this guy up to something again?”

Jian Wushuang did not hide anything and told him about his plan to attend a banquet in the Heavenly Court five years later.

“I knew this guy’s character,” Chun Qiu said anxiously. “He has so many brothers who don’t get along with him. When the time comes, blood will be shed. Brother Jian, are you really going to get involved?”

Jian Wushuang shook his head and said, “Let’s take it one step at a time. It’s not too late to leave after I figure out the situation here.”

“In any case, be careful. He’s far more sinister than he looks. He’s definitely not a good person,” Chun Qiu said with a serious expression. “Back then, he was only at the Entry Yan realm, but he was already so bloodthirsty. He couldn’t escape the destruction of my Imperial Father’s Heavenly Court.”

“If his six brothers are really evil, then he is not any better.”

Jian Wushuang nodded as he listened to Chun Qiu’s warning. He had his own judgment.

Judging from the number of prisoners who were trapped in the Lower Three Heavens, the Young Emperor was not a good person.

What Jian Wushuang could do now was to protect himself to the greatest extent and then slowly explore.

After discussing with Chun Qiu for half a day, the two of them stepped into the hall of Little Lonely Heaven.

Little Lonely Heaven was not vast, but it was several times larger than a Star Field in the Divine Power Universe.

At the same time, apart from a few rare beasts in the forest, very few people set foot there.

In the center of Little Lonely Heaven, there was a grand palace.

He stepped into the quiet hall, sized it up, and sat down in meditation.

The wind blew gently as Jian Wushuang sat on the square outside the hall, breathing in and out.

There were 18 bronze pillars on the left and right of the square, which were covered with solemn bronze patterns. It was vaguely similar to the Cloud Palace of the past.