Shen Wen'an halted his steps and tried to sense carefully, only to find that feeling had vanished again.

He looked around but found nothing unusual, then moved once more toward the pavilion ahead.

But before he could take a few steps, ripples suddenly appeared on the calm Black Water Pool below!

The Tuo Dragons, which had been lazily lying in the distance, suddenly sensed something terrifying and fled in all directions!

Shen Wen'an's face darkened, and a blue hue of Supreme Mysterious Sword Qi slowly emerged in his eyes.

However, before he could take any further action, a terrifying evil qi erupted from the depths of the pool!

The evil qi became increasingly intense, forming patches of blood-red mist under the daylight's twilight!

"Roar!"

As the evil qi spread, a mournful and solemn dragon's roar echoed from the bottom of the pool.

In the midst of the blood-red evil qi, a streak of light shot out from the lake's bottom, rushing swiftly towards the covered bridge obscured by the evil qi!

On the floating bridge, Shen Wen'an squinted his eyes slightly, joined his sword fingers, and pointed a sword aura at the incoming streak of light!

This sword strike, in addition to using the Supreme Mysterious Sword Qi, also gathered almost ninety percent of the spiritual power in his body.

Such an attack allowed him to kill Liu Hong, who was at the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer, in front of the mountain gate of Qiyun Valley with his Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer cultivation, and severely wound several other disciples of Cliff Mountain Courtyard at the Fifth and Sixth Layers.

Clang!

The sword aura infused with Supreme Mysterious Sword Qi and ninety percent of his spiritual power collided fiercely with that streak of light!

The clear sound of metal striking resounded, and Shen Wen'an distinctly felt his hard-earned Supreme Mysterious Sword Qi, cultivated over nearly two years, was shattered with ease!

The ferocity of that fast-approaching thing was too terrifying!

He already faintly sensed the breath of death!

Yet, for a sword cultivator, they would rather break than bend, always pushing forward.

Shen Wen'an felt no panic in his heart!

He swiftly mobilized the mere ten percent of spiritual power left within him, forming another sword aura at his fingertips for defense!

Puff!

The streak of light, which even the sword aura with Supreme Mysterious Sword Qi and ninety percent spiritual power couldn't block, easily pierced through with only a sword aura condensed by ten percent spiritual power!

Shen Wen'an closed his eyes, yet the imagined pain did not come.

When he opened his eyes again in confusion, he saw a finely crafted small sword about two inches long hovering in front of him.

The small sword was entirely golden, with a vividly carved Divine Dragon on its blade, the dragon's head connecting to the hilt, hovering quietly before Shen Wen'an, emitting sword aura intermittently.

Gazing at the small sword, Shen Wen'an vaguely felt a sense of familiarity and warmth, akin to meeting an old friend not seen for years.

He slowly raised his hand, intending to touch it.

But the golden small sword, like a mischievous child, quickly dodged away.

Frowning, Shen Wen'an reached out again.

Swish!

The golden small sword, like a teleporting entity, suddenly appeared on the other side.

Just as he was bewildered and puzzled, the golden small sword seemed to have had enough of the play, suddenly accelerating and piercing straight into his dantian!

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

Shen Wen'an's body stiffened, and instantly, a flood of information appeared in his mind.

This information not only contained the name of the golden small sword but also included some sword cultivation techniques, such as the Sword Control Skill!

"Dragon Soul Magical Sword..."

With a slight motion of consciousness, the small golden sword instantly transformed into a three-foot-long azure blade appearing in his hand!

The gold faded, and the Dragon Soul Sword appeared ancient and modest, resembling a common fine iron longsword.

Looking at the longsword in his hand, the corners of Shen Wen'an's mouth lifted slightly.

His previous sword had been broken by Lingshan Sword Immortal at Qishan Market, and he hadn't sought a replacement since then.

Now, by a twist of fate, he unexpectedly obtained a magical artifact flying sword of unknown rank, which he extremely liked.

However, this flying sword had not been fully refined and temporarily couldn't be operated using Sword Control Skill.

"This sword flew out from the pool bottom?"

Behind him, Shen Yuan's voice sounded.

Shen Wen'an turned around and cupped his hands, saying, "Ah Die."

Shen Yuan walked over with his hands behind his back, marveling at the longsword in his son's hand: "Your elder brother and I always thought there must be something good at the bottom of this pool."

"Never thought it would be a sword."

"But..."

"Can you feel any changes in the surrounding spiritual qi concentration?"

On hearing this, Shen Wen'an carefully sensed and then spoke: "It seems to be slightly denser."

In Yangnao Land, where spiritual qi is scarce, even a slight change in the surrounding spiritual qi concentration is quite noticeable.

Shen Yuan nodded slightly.

He too noticed that the surrounding spiritual qi concentration had become denser.

This meant that the Black Water Pool became a spiritual qi gathering treasure not because of the longsword in Shen Wen'an's hand.

On the contrary, he even suspected this sword had been suppressing the spiritual qi of the Black Water Pool earlier.

"Let's go inside and talk."

Shen Yuan stepped aside, allowing him to enter first.

Shen Wen'an glanced back at the two youths at the bridgehead who were dumbfounded with fear.

The longsword in his hand gleamed, instantly releasing a sharp sword aura!

Puff!

Puff!

In a flash, the sword aura swept across the throats of the two!

With astonished eyes wide open, their heads abruptly fell!

The lifeless bodies slowly toppled into the Black Water Pool.

Shen Yuan witnessed this, sighed slightly and said, "In the future, you must not harbor such a heavy killing intent."

Shen Wen'an's expression remained indifferent, his eyes flashing a trace of lofty contempt.

"They saw what they shouldn't have."

"If word gets out, it poses a danger to the family."

Shen Yuan gazed at him, slightly frowning, but said nothing more.

These two were villagers from Jinliu Village, selected to learn martial arts.

Since they are gone now, more compensation will have to be given to their families.

The father and son sat down inside the Black Water Pavilion.

Shen Wen'an took out a crystalline jade token from his bosom and handed it over.

"What is this?"

Shen Yuan took the jade token and found a faint spiritual power fluctuation on it.

"Supreme Mysterious Sword Scripture," Shen Wen'an said, "Profound cultivation methods are mostly recorded in such jade scrolls."

"Hold it in your hand, and with a touch of divine sense, you can see its contents inside."

On hearing this, Shen Yuan tried and indeed saw what was within the jade scroll.

"Truly remarkable."

Upon seeing the Supreme Mysterious Sword Scripture, he couldn't help but think of the news his eldest had brought back.

"What's going on between you and that Lingshan Sword Immortal?"

Shen Wen'an was silent for a moment and shook his head slightly.

"She is very strong..."

After pondering for a while, Shen Yuan asked again, "Your elder brother said that in the world of immortals, no one dares to draw their sword in front of a Sword Immortal."

Shen Wen'an nodded, "She intended to kill me at the time, but it was my master who pleaded, only then did she sever my sword."

"Oh?"

"What did your master say?"

Shen Wen'an recalled for a moment, "My master said I was from Yangnao Land, unfamiliar with the rules."

Shen Yuan was thoughtful, a vague guess forming in his mind.

"Did you come with your master this time?"

"I came by myself."

Shen Yuan nodded slightly, not contemplating any further.

"Then you should be able to stay at home for a while."

"The spiritual qi in this Black Water Pavilion is dense, you can cultivate in there for the time being, and instruct Chongming when you have the time."

"The little rascal is already four years old, much like you back then, obsessed with cultivation."

Shen Wen'an nodded and agreed, as the just acquired Dragon Soul Sword needed further refinement and exploration.

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