Chapter Thirty-One: Sword Mist Mountain

  "Are we there?" Hearing Koro's words, Haitian immediately lifted his head. Before his eyes was a magnificent mountain range.

  Unlike the Qī Pǐn mountain range, this mountain range is much smaller and not as barren. The overall appearance is lush green with dense trees everywhere.

  "What is this place?" Haotian asked in confusion.

  "This is Jianlan Mountain, also the location of our Jianlan Sect's headquarters." After saying this, Ke Lu closed his mouth and brought Hai Tian directly over.

  The entire mountain range is only about two or three hundred meters high, and from top to bottom, a winding path leads all the way to the summit through the dense forest, with many people's shadows swaying on the road.

  There are many houses on the middle of the mountain, Ke Lu said: "This is where our low-level disciples live in Jian Lian Mountain. We live at the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain is also the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in Jian Lian Mountain. Ordinary disciples can only live at the top after they have cultivated to the Great Swordsman realm, of course, there are some exceptions."

  Although Coru revealed little information, Hai Tian couldn't help but secretly praise him a few times in his heart. This Jian Luan Mountain is indeed the largest entity in the entire Wu Shan Xing Province, and Hei Shi City can't compare to it.

  "Alright, let's head straight to the summit." Korru didn't care about Haitian's opinion and flew directly towards the summit.

  Before long, the two of them landed steadily on the ground. Koro still looked at Haitian with a hint of surprise.

  "What am I doing?" Haitian also noticed Koro's gaze naturally.

  "I didn't expect you to fly for so long without any discomfort. Many people vomit after their first flight, and even if they don't, their faces turn very pale. But you look like you're not uncomfortable at all." Koro furrowed his brow, puzzled.

  "Am I an ordinary person?" Haotian smiled and asked back.

  This remark thoroughly stunned Ke Lu, and then he nodded. In his heart, Hai Tian was so adaptable because of the influence of the "Nine Heavenly Divine Sword Manual".

  It's actually not like that. The reason why Hai Tian is so adaptable is not only because he got used to flying in his previous life, but also because of his vast sword knowledge.

  Of course, Hai Tian would never say this out loud.

  "So you brought me to Jianxuan Sect, what do you want to do?" Previously, Ke Lu had told him that someone in Jianxuan Sect had also cultivated the "Nine Heavens Divine Sword Manual", but now he was being brought here again, which made Haitian really puzzled.

  However, Ke Lu shook his head: "Let's go, you'll understand when you meet my master, the sect leader of Jianlan Sect later."

  Ke Lu said so, Hai Tian felt more and more strange in his heart, a pair of eyes kept sizing up the surroundings. He wouldn't stay honestly on Jian Shan Mountain, nor did he know how Xiao Yu and others were doing.

  Before long, Haitian and Koro approached a grand hall. Before they could enter, the two disciples guarding the gate had already spotted Haitian and his companions.

  Ling Haitian was shocked to find that these two gatekeeper disciples actually had the strength of a Great Sword Master, one being three-star and the other five-star.

  In Blackstone City, there were only about a dozen or so top-notch swordsmen of the Great Sword level, but they were already considered top experts. Here, however, they were merely gatekeepers.

  The huge contrast made Hai Tian's evaluation of Jian Lan Zong even higher.

  "Huh, Master Bo, you're back?" Before Hai Tian and Ke Lu could get close, the two gatekeeper disciples asked with a smile, "By the way, who's that little kid behind you?"

  Perhaps due to their shared background, the coldness on Koru's face dissipated a lot as he smiled faintly and said: "So it was the two of you standing guard today? This kid is from the Hai family in Blackstone City. As for why I brought him back, there's no need for you to know that. By the way, where is Master?"

  "Our Master is currently in seclusion, cultivating in the rear hall. As you know, Master, he dislikes being disturbed when he's closed off." The disciple guarding the door kindly advised.

  "It's alright, I have important business with him. By the way, you two help me keep an eye on this kid and don't let him run away." After saying that, Ke Lu handed Hai Tian over to those two gatekeeper disciples and headed towards the back of the grand hall.

  Kor saw that the two disciples guarding the gate did not stop him, although their master hated being disturbed during closed-door training. However, there were a few exceptions, and Kor was one of them.

  Looking at Kor's back as he entered, the guardian disciple on the left side couldn't help but admire: "He's indeed a great master, there are things that others don't dare to do, but only he dares to do."

  "If we had Master Bo's strength, Master Zu would not blame us either." The disciple guarding the gate on the right also showed a look of envy between his eyebrows, and suddenly glanced at Hai Tian beside him, his expression turned cold, "Hey, kid, how did you get caught back by Master Bo?"

  These two gatekeeper disciples could see at a glance that Haitian only had the power of six segments of sword, but they didn't understand why Koro, as the five-star wind system sword king, would catch a small child with six segments of sword power and bring him back.

  "I don't know." Haitian said bluntly and sat directly on the ground. With these two great swordsmen guarding him, he had no possibility of escaping.

  "Hey! You little brat..." The disciple on the right looked at Haitian in surprise, not expecting him to respond so bluntly. "I said you must have offended Master Eldest Brother, otherwise he wouldn't bring a useless person like you into the mountain."

  "Trash? Who are you calling trash?" Upon hearing these words, Hai Tian's anger slowly began to rise, and his already small eyes narrowed into a slit.

  However, the guardian disciple gave a disdainful glance at Haitian: "What? Isn't that right? You're not even a swordsman, what are you if not a waste of space? In our Jianlan Sect, there isn't a single person below five-star swordsmanship. Our Master is even the Sword Emperor!"

  "Five-star Swordsmen? Sword Emperor?" Hai Tian laughed, ridiculing the ignorance of these two gatekeeper disciples. To think that in his past interactions, he had been with experts at the level of sword gods.

  Sword Emperor? They're not even worthy of holding his shoes!

  However, Hai Tian was not interested in arguing with this gatekeeper's disciple. Although his current strength was very poor and couldn't compare to these two gatekeeper disciples, he still had the heart of a sword god! He firmly believed that he would eventually be able to recover his past strength, and even surpass it.

  "Little kid? You're mocking me?" Seeing the disdainful smile on Haitian's face, the gatekeeper disciple suddenly became angry and raised his hand to condense a white sword aura that whizzed towards Haitian.

  He narrowed his eyes, and a cold hum came from the sea and sky. The sword spirit power in his body kept rotating and opening up. He thought about a sword technique recorded in the "Nine Heavenly Sword Manual", and condensed all the sword spirit power into the muscles of his four limbs.

  "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!" A low roar burst out from Haitian's throat, and he once again used the high-level sword technique of the Mystic Stage that had left Parry helpless and could only withstand with brute force.

  In an instant, countless small white dots lit up in front of Haitian. The visible heavenly and earthly spiritual energy surged towards those small white dots, and in an instant, these small white dots formed into semi-transparent small white swords.

  The countless white small swords in front of Haitian, and the only one white sword tip in front of the guardian disciple, formed a sharp contrast. Under Haitian's command, those countless white small swords crazily flew towards the guardian disciple.

  In an instant, the two sides met.

  In just one move, the sword aura emitted by the goalkeeper's disciple was completely engulfed by the small white sword emitted by Haitian.

  "What? What's going on?" This scene completely stunned the guardian disciple, seemingly unable to understand. Even the other guardian disciple beside him was the same.

  "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Several small white swords shot up at an extremely fast speed, easily slashing through the skin of that gatekeeper disciple, and bright red blood seeped out.

  He felt the pain transmitted to his skin, and the guardian disciple finally reacted, shouting loudly. A cyan light shield suddenly formed on the surface of his body, and no matter how the white small sword launched by Haitian attacked, it couldn't break through at all.

  However, his body was completely immobilized at this time, and he was even forced back by the continuous attacks of the small sword.

  "How detestable! How could this be? This little brat has mastered such sword skills?" The gatekeeper disciple was beyond consolation, his mighty strength as a great swordsman had been forced to open his protective shield and hide inside, unable to move.

  "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and help me stop this kid!" The disciple who had been bombarded for half a day saw that his companion was still standing stupidly beside him, and he became so anxious that he shouted loudly.

  At this time, the gatekeeper also reacted and rushed towards Haitian.

  Long before he made a move, Haitian's sword sense had already noticed it. As soon as he made a move, Haitian immediately commanded the remaining white flying swords to charge at him fiercely in the same way.

  The sword energy in his body surged out like a tide, but Hai Tian had no intention of stopping.

  "What the hell is going on?" The two gatekeeper disciples were now speechless with grief, who would have thought that they, two renowned great swordsmen, could be temporarily suppressed by a young kid with only six segments of sword energy.

  "Halt!" Just as they were completely at a standstill, Koro's voice suddenly came over.

  In an instant, a green figure flew over from afar, it was Koru. He immediately blocked the way in front of Haitian, his big hand waved, and the green sword tip rose up from his lower abdomen, completely dispersing the white small sword that Haitian was gathering or had already gathered.

  Seeing his own painstakingly condensed white sword being completely dispersed, Hai Tian's face suddenly turned pale.

  "Ugh!" A mouthful of thick, fresh blood spurted out from his mouth.

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