Excellent, Chen Shi, and the first time he knew Liu Xianyang was a sword cultivator.

Chen Ping’an smiled and bowed, “Greetings, virtuous gentleman.”

Qin Zhengxiu and Chen Shi also returned the bow in salute.

Dong Huafu muttered, “A disciple of the lineage of the Sub-Sage meets a disciple of the lineage of the Literary Sage; even if they don’t fight, they should at least argue.”

Ning Yao stood up and said, “Let’s go back.”

Chen Ping’an summoned a talisman boat and boarded the ferry.

Qin Zhengxiu and Chen Shi politely declined Chen Ping’an’s invitation, saying they wanted to stroll around the Sword Qi Great Wall a bit more.

The talisman boat headed north.

On the ferry, aside from Chen Ping’an, everyone else was actually a sword cultivator.

Chen Ping’an and Guo Zhujiu sat on one side, rowing with all their might.

Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo exerted their strength on the other side.

Dong Huafu shook his head and said, “Too embarrassing.”

Fan Dache deeply agreed.

On the city wall, Qin Zhengxiu looked at the scene.

On the ferry, aside from that Chen Ping’an, everyone else was actually a sword cultivator, yet none of them were controlling their swords.

Chen Shi smiled and said, “Liu Xianyang often boasted to me about that Chen Ping’an from his hometown, how clever the person was, how quickly he learned things; aside from being a bit of a taciturn gourd, not liking to talk, it seemed like he didn’t have a single flaw. In the beginning, he was absolutely certain, patting his chest and guaranteeing me that Chen Ping’an would definitely be the most skilled kiln worker in the world at firing porcelain. Later, Liu Xianyang stopped mentioning the matter of firing porcelain in the dragon kiln.”

Qin Zhengxiu said, “Probably even Liu Xianyang himself couldn’t have imagined that Chen Ping’an would become the Literary Sage’s closed-door disciple.”

Chen Shi glanced at the departing talisman boat, “It’s estimated that Chen Ping’an also didn’t expect that Liu Xianyang would become a sword cultivator.”

Chen Shi sighed, “My elder sister once said that the Li Zhu Grotto Heaven of Bao Ping Continent, a land of outstanding individuals, is a blessed place.”

Inside the Jia Shen tent.

Sword cultivator Yu Si stepped into it, and all eyes, except for Li Zhen, converged on him.

The young man in wooden clogs asked, “How was it?”

Yu Si laughed and said, “Good heavens, I can confirm he’s a sword cultivator, not some Confucian disciple cultivating righteous qi, it’s just that his swordsmanship is extremely mysterious.”

Speaking of this, Yu Si raised his arm, emitting a faint bloody scent, “See, the magic robe is completely undamaged.”

Yu Si rolled up his sleeve, and the arm, originally wrapped with several golden scripture pages, was now a bloody mess, he said angrily, “Luckily I had some protective items, otherwise, even if I didn’t die, I would have been skinned alive by this person’s undetectable sword intent.”

The young man in wooden clogs asked, “How did Liu Xianyang draw his sword?”

Yu Si shook his head and said, “I’m sorry, I really don’t know how he drew his sword; it was silent and without warning… like being glanced at by a senior, causing goosebumps all over.”

The young man in wooden clogs frowned, “Is it that Liu Xianyang’s sword qi is too fast, so fast that it can pass through the flow of time without even stirring up the slightest ripples? For example, Qi Shou, who just broke through his realm, his flying sword named ‘Heartstring’ has a natal ability that can minimize the natural resistance of the River of Time to the flying sword, hence it’s extremely fast. Or is Liu Xianyang’s natal flying sword even more bizarre than this?”

That young woman said, “Han Huaizi, the great sword immortal of Beiju Luzhou, and Liu Jinglong, a new sword immortal from the Taiwei Sword Sect, have extremely mysterious and strange natal flying swords, although their names are unknown, they are praised as ‘approaching the Dao’.”

Yu Si shook his head vigorously with a smile, waved his arm, feeling a bit sorry for the destruction of those few golden talisman pages, “His realm shouldn’t be that high; he’s definitely not an upper-fifth realm sword immortal. It’s just that his swordsmanship is too strange.”

A communication flying sword arrived at the Jia Shen tent.

After reading the secret message, the young man in wooden clogs smiled.

Inside the Jia Shen tent, everyone showed some smiles.

The young man in wooden clogs stood up, walked around the desk, and made a circle with two fingers together.

Inside the tent, a suspended scroll about ten feet high appeared.

The young man in wooden clogs said in a deep voice, “The Gui Wei tent has already sent intelligence to all the military tents. This is a distribution map of the Sword Qi Great Wall’s garrisons. The approximate division of labor for each upper-fifth realm sword immortal, and some relatively fixed locations they guard, are all recorded and marked on the letter. In addition, the Nascent Soul sword cultivators whose killing power should not be underestimated and can independently guard one side, plus all the Golden Core sword cultivators with greater killing power, all have dedicated detailed records.