Ling Tian Sword God

The Nine Streams Gathering announced its conclusion, and people began to disperse, while the Xuannv prepared to leave Spirit Mountain with the King of Taisu.

"Miss Xuannv."

Just as Xuannv was about to depart, Ling Chen suddenly approached and called out to her.

"What is it?"

Xuannv furrowed her brows, but a hint of vigilance appeared on her face. Ling Chen’s earlier actions were still vivid in her memory.

She was a bit worried about whether he would speak nonsense like before.

She had no good impression of Ling Chen.

"Miss Xuannv, where will you go after leaving Spirit Mountain?"

Ling Chen asked calmly.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Xuannv shook her head, not intending to tell Ling Chen.

"Nothing really, just purely out of admiration, wanting to know your destination."

Ling Chen said with a smile.

"Then, forgive me for not divulging that information."

Xuannv had already guessed Ling Chen would say something like this. She had met many such frivolous men before and believed they should be kept at a distance.

"It’s fine if you don’t tell me. This kind of thing can be found out by inquiring at the Heavenly Secret Tower. The whereabouts of the Mysterious Female King, well, it should cost me quite a bit."

Ling Chen smiled ambiguously.

"You!"

Hearing this, Xuannv couldn’t help but get angry, her tone turning colder. "I didn’t expect the distinguished King of Ten Thousand Swords Ling Chen to have such poor character. Didn’t the White Robed Swordsman say the Nine Streams Gathering judges young talents not just on their strength but also their character? Everyone can see his character now. Shouldn’t his title as king be revoked as a punishment?"

Xuannv looked towards the White Robed Swordsman not far away and said.

"Well... haha, we old folks can’t really meddle in young people’s affairs."

The White Robed Swordsman let out an awkward laugh.

Ling Chen obtaining the title of King of Ten Thousand Swords was the result of the elderly jointly deciding, and revoking it now would be a slap in their face.

"Precisely, what’s youth without a bit of romance? Ling Chen merely admires Xuannv, which is normal human emotion, not necessarily reflective of character."

The Dominator Gun Saint also laughed heartily, chiming in from the side.

Knowing that the likes of the White Robed Swordsman and Dominator Gun Saint wouldn’t bother with such trivialities, Xuannv snorted coldly, redirected her focus, raised the sword scabbard in her hand, pointing it at Ling Chen, "The more you act this way, the more I dislike you. I advise you to stay away from me in the future, or don’t blame me for being unkind."

After throwing down a stern warning, Xuannv swept her sleeve and left.

"Ling disciple, a rose with thorns is not easy to pick."

The Free and Unrestrained Marquis smiled and gestured from a distance.

"Seems like I’ve upset her."

Ling Chen couldn’t help but smile and shake his head, but he didn’t feel any displeasure in his heart. He could already confirm that Xu Ruoyan seemed to have lost her memory, or else she wouldn’t treat him as a stranger with such a reaction. It’s normal.

Besides, he thought he might never see her again in this life, yet he met Xu Ruoyan again on Spirit Mountain. His heart was filled with joy. Even if something had happened to Xu Ruoyan and she had forgotten him for some reason, as long as she was here, everything else could be resolved.

"Ling Chen, this Xuannv is the only beloved disciple of the Mythical Elder, the treasure of the Great Mysterious Heavenly Dao. Those who admire her could queue from here all the way outside Spirit Mountain. Winning her heart won’t be an easy task."

Just then, the White Robed Swordsman walked over to Ling Chen and patted him on the shoulder with a cheerful smile.

"I know. But once I, Ling Chen, have decided on something, I will not give up easily. You don’t have to persuade me, elder."

Ling Chen nodded. During Xu Ruoyan’s absence, many things must have happened, or how else could she have become a disciple of the Great Mysterious Heavenly Dao?

Her mentor, the Mythical Elder, must know something.

"Alright then, swordsmen are always persistent. I won’t try to dissuade you."

The White Robed Swordsman said no more. Swordsmen have deep obsessions, just like he did when he was young.

"Elder, I also take my leave."

Ling Chen cupped his fist towards the White Robed Swordsman, as it was time for him to depart as well.

Rumble!

At that moment, a sudden clap of thunder resounded overhead, a clear sky strike, and Ling Chen looked up abruptly. What followed the sound was lightning and thunder, violent winds, fierce fires, and hail and snow. These phenomena were not to be underestimated. The lightning was not ordinary but Void Lightning created by the collision of Space Power. The violent wind was Void Divine Wind, the fierce fire was Void Fire, and the hail and snow were also imbued with Void Power. These forces could obliterate a Saint.

As the phenomena unfolded, a colossal tremor radiated from Spirit Mountain at the center of the Central Region, spreading in all directions. The sky, lakes, and earth were all channels of this radiation, making it hard not to sense it. The speed of dissemination could not be described as supersonic; within a moment, it had spread tens of thousands of miles, causing continuous tremors as if in an earthquake.

"What happened?"

"What’s going on!"

"Is it an earthquake?"

In an instant, everyone inside and outside of Spirit Mountain felt the severe shaking of the ground and the violent fluctuations in the air, swept by fierce gusts in all directions.

These were celestial phenomena.

"Why did celestial phenomena suddenly occur here?"

Ling Chen’s face showed surprise. Celestial phenomena don’t occur easily unless something earth-shatteringly significant happens.

"I knew it, I knew it..."

At this time, standing beside, the White Robed Swordsman’s expression was unusually excited and somewhat incoherent as he looked up into the air.

"Know what?"

Ling Chen was puzzled.

"The birth of Six Kings, a millennium-unseen era of talents, is bound to evoke celestial transformations."

The White Robed Swordsman remarked, full of emotion.

"And so?"

Ling Chen was still a bit unclear.

"Stay and watch."

The old face of the White Robed Swordsman was filled with excitement, "Within half a month, a great event that will shake the entire Nine Provinces Land must occur, causing the world’s structure to quake, with clouds of power converging from all sides."

"A great event shaking the entire Nine Provinces Land?"

Ling Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly. He didn’t think the White Robed Swordsman was exaggerating. As a judge of the Nine Streams Gathering, he was highly esteemed throughout the Central Dynasty, with rich experience, having presided over multiple gatherings. He wouldn’t issue empty threats.

What kind of event could shake the entire Nine Provinces Land?

Without thinking too hard, it must be something earth-shattering.

He was rather looking forward to it.