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"You can leave now." Chu Qianye took a deep breath and spoke after a long while.

That elite of the dragon sect secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

The truth was that the current Chu Qianye had already fallen into an extremely furious state. It was best not to provoke him at this time, because the strength Chu Qianye possessed right now was after all extremely terrifying. Just the Eyes Eyes alone made him feel an uncontrollable fear and trembling in his body.

He did not dare to stay any longer. He quickly retreated and left the room.

At this time, only Chu Qianye and Zhang Tianqi was left in the room.

"Little Bastard, we are in a bit of a passive position now. Tongbao Pavilion has only just started, and Wushi knows that she cannot shake us, so she might as well make some insinuations, you can't follow his lead now." Zhang Tianqi was alarmed, and said.

With Chu Qianye's intelligence, how could he not know about this?

However, the anger in his heart continued to surge. His eyes were bloodshot as if they were on fire, spreading out crazily as he roared continuously between heaven and earth.

Chu Qianye took a long time to recover from his shock.

Right now, he was very clear that he absolutely could not panic. He had to remain calm, get rid of his anger, and think rationally about this matter.

Why would his Master not submit to him?

Because he was afraid of implicating his own Disciple!

Why would his Master defend him with his life?

Because he had his own dignity!

Therefore, if the Sword old man was willing to fight for his dignity, in order to not affect him, and persevere to the last step, why not?

Chu Qianye looked at the empty space in front of him and took a deep breath.

He now understood very clearly that he had to do his best to control his clarity. Only by doing so could he persevere to the last step, and only by doing so would he be able to live up to the expectations of the Sword old man.

"Brat, this is the Nine Tribulation Sword Technique, decisive killing, this is the first three stages. If you really have talent for cultivation, I will pass the rest of it to you later on."

This was what the Sword old man had told him when he was taking the examination in the outer pavilion of Sword Marquis Mansion. He had remembered it in his heart as if it was still ringing in his ears.

The kindness in Master's eyes no longer existed …

There were only ice-cold memories, as well as the suffocating feeling that caused Chu Qianye to have difficulty breathing.

Sword old man, your Disciple has already become the Scarlet Cloud Dynasty's Dynasty Master!

Sword old man, your Disciple has already become the shining Pill King!

Sword old man, your Disciple's name is already famous!

Sword old man, get up, get up!

Chu Qianye roared in his heart.

His eyes were already moist.

His vision gradually turned blurry.

The scene of how Sword old man passed down the sword techniques to him surfaced in his mind once again, it was imparted to him day and night. Although Sword old man was always open and open, his words were never small, but his thoughts were even more meticulous than his, Chu Qianye was very clear, if not for him, he would not have been able to achieve what he was doing today, and if not for his help, he would not have been able to walk all the way to today.

It was the selfless teaching of the Sword old man that allowed him to achieve his current achievements.

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"Hehe, as expected of my, Jian Batian's, Disciple."

This was the scene back then when he participated in the Hegemonical Competition of the Four Academies selection and personally defeated him.

Now, no one could bear witness to it anymore, and no one could become his concern.

Sword old man, my good teacher!

Sword old man, my friend!

Sword old man, didn't you say you would witness me becoming a Expert, and my name would move the sixteen wastelands?

Right now, I am still lacking a Divine Huang Santian, that's all. Can't you wait a bit longer for a Disciple? Even if it was just for a year.

Chu Qianye's eyes moistened.

He took out a short blade. When he looked at it again, he could not help but think of it, and hot tears welled up in his eyes.

He held a piece of wood in his hand and a short blade in his palm.

In his mind, he did not know whether it was because he was too sad or too long ago, but he had already forgotten the appearance of the Sword old man. He held the short blade tightly and wanted to carve the appearance of the Sword old man, but he could not understand how he should carve, how he should carve from, and what kind of mentality he should have.

Remember or mourn?

Remembering or reminiscing?

No matter what kind of mentality he had, at this moment, Chu Qianye was already numb to it.

Zhang Tianqi knew that Chu Qianye liked to support his during this time, so she did not leave. However, she did not want to disturb Chu Qianye during this rare short period, so she just stood behind Chu Qianye and looked at his figure quietly.

At this moment, Chu Qianye was extremely lonely and desolate. His entire back was deeply embedded within this background, and it was so miserable.

At this moment, it was as if he had been frozen in place.

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"I don't like hearing that, but your Sect Master Tang is so bored that your balls hurt. My disciple has a strong innate talent, so what if she absorbed all of the Profound Qi in Jian Hou Mansion? The other disciples can only say that their cultivation talent is mediocre. Profound Qi Continent is a world where the strong preys on the weak.

"If you want to stop my Disciple, then you have to pass through me first!"

This was something he had said when he had first laid down an array in the Sword Marquis Mansion's Inner Palace, gathered together the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi for cultivation and Wenren Muyue had helped him. After that, the Sect Master Tang had acted to stop him and threaten Wenren Muyue so that she wouldn't help Chu Qianye when he arrived in time.

Chu Qianye cried.

Every time he thought of the Sword old man's words, he felt a warm feeling in his heart. It was because he had this kind of Master that he was able to ignore human eyes, and was not afraid of the small-minded people secretly harming and boldly cultivating.

The Sword old man was his heaven, his land.

To have the achievements he had today was inseparable from the help of the Sword old man.

Unfortunately, the Sword old man had already completely fallen, and was already gone. All the regret in his heart, at this moment, was destined to forever be, and he was unable to change this cruel reality.

Chu Qianye looked at the wood and short blade in a daze.

"Stinking brat, take my sword technique to sell."

This was the scene when the Sword old man realized that Chu Qianye had changed his sword technique to sell to the Wushi.

Sword old man was furious and anxious. His face was filled with rage as he looked at Chu Qianye.

And he, would never hear the laughter and curses of the Sword old man again.

The nagging disappeared as well.

"I am Jian Batian's disciple."

This was the scene of the Sword old man showing off all over the place.

And now, there was no one as adorable as this old urchin.

"Sword old man."

Chu Qianye's eyes started to tear up.

"Master, if you were here, you would definitely blame me, right? You would definitely tell me that when a man has tears, they don't. But how could the world know the second half of this sentence? "

Chu Qianye muttered: "It's just that I haven't gotten to the point of being sad."