Above the clouds, an Immortal Ship was anchored.

Four celestial beings were indulging in pleasures, watching this ascension game.

They could observe the nearby scenes through the Immortal Ascension Orders.

The celestial beings were betting on who would hold onto the Immortal Ascension Orders until the end. However, at that moment, Lin Qianxuan appeared, snatching all the Immortal Ascension Orders.

“To have cultivated to the Third Realm in the mortal world, his talent is indeed extraordinary.” The leading man, Yu Han, spoke, “But for him to seize all ten Immortal Ascension Orders alone, that’s against the rules. We must make him hand over nine of them.”

“Senior Brother, you are right,” Shen Jing responded, then said, “Let Junior Brother Zhang Zhi and I handle this matter.”

“Hurry up and return,” Yu Han waved his hand, then turned to the only woman among the four and said, “Junior Sister Hu, didn’t you want to learn the method of Condensing Void and Generating Light? Now I can teach you….”

“No, Senior Brother, I’ll go with the junior brothers to handle the matter,” Hu Wan shook her head.

On any other day, she wouldn’t mind playing around with Yu Han, but not now.

The disciple who obtained the Immortal Ascension Orders stirred some thoughts in her.

“Since that’s the case, let’s all go then,” Yu Han sighed.

What else could he do, she was the descendant of the sect’s patriarch, and despite his talent, he could only comply with this young lady.

….

Lin Qianxuan sat cross-legged in the void above the Immortal Ascension Map, upheld by a Sword Gang, casting his entire being in a hue of purple and gold.

Suddenly, he slightly lifted his head and saw the Immortal Ship descending.

A beautiful woman in pink, with long hair, descended from it, her eyes holding a hint of nostalgia as she gazed at Lin Qianxuan.

“Is it you?” Hu Wan asked.

Her tone carried a touch of choked emotion and expectation.

Her acting was strong, and ordinary people could not distinguish it.

However, Lin Qianxuan clearly felt the shadow beneath her false countenance.

Sword Heart Clarity told him she was plotting something.

“It is I, but you are not her,” Lin Qianxuan said bluntly.

Hu Wan’s expression froze momentarily, but she quickly recovered, feigning a loving expression as she said, “I use your mother’s name only because she is currently in some trouble and cannot leave the sect. Your mother Mu Wei and I are as close as sisters. To me, you are my child too. Come with me, I will take you back to the sect, for you should have been a disciple of the Six Spirits Sect.”

On the Immortal Ship.

Yu Han and the others watched Hu Wan’s performance and finally understood why she wanted to approach Lin Qianxuan alone.

“Is he the offspring of that person?” Yu Han muttered in his heart.

Although he was not of the same era as that person, he knew of the legend.

Having cultivated to the Fourth Realm in twenty years, the Sword Immortal of the Ten Thousand Peaks Domain, defeating a Sixth Realm power with Fifth Realm cultivation. Although he was severely injured and ultimately died as a result.

Yet, his achievements were admired by many in the celestial path.

However, the sect had ordered not to speak of the matter anymore.

It seemed the sect had oppressed his widow after his death, trying to obtain his legacy.

This conduct of seizing the bereft was somewhat unbecoming, so it was forbidden to be mentioned.

As Yu Han watched Hu Wan’s scene, he suddenly understood something.

It seemed the sect had not succeeded.

And his legacy was left among the common folk.

The young man before him, at the Third Realm at such a young age, was the offspring of the Sword Immortal.

Reaching the Fourth Realm in twenty years, if he had a chance to receive that legacy, he would not need to spend such a long time honing his cultivation….

Yu Han’s heart suddenly burned with enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, below, Lin Qianxuan had finished listening to Hu Wan’s fabricated tale.

His Sword Heart told him what Hu Wan said was almost entirely false.

Only one thing was true, his mother was trapped within the Six Spirits Sect.

“Take me to the Six Spirits Sect,” Lin Qianxuan said.

“Alright, that should be done, you’ve suffered outside,”

Hu Wan reached out, trying to grasp Lin Qianxuan’s hand, but couldn’t get close, being repelled by his Sword Gang.

If Lin Qianxuan hadn’t restrained his murderous intent, she would already be dead.

“It’s normal for us to be unfamiliar, having never met…”

Hu Wan made excuses for herself.

Then, she led Lin Qianxuan towards the Immortal Ship.

After briefly introducing Lin Qianxuan’s identity, saying he was the descendant of an old acquaintance, the Immortal Ship surprisingly abandoned its recruitment work and set course back to the sect.

Lin Qianxuan sat on the deck, holding the temporarily forged Iron Sword in his embrace, nurturing it with his Sword Gang.

In the Taixu Sword Scripture, there exists the Sword Nurturing Technique.

Even mundane iron can be nurtured into a Divine Weapon.

Inside the cabin.

Hu Wan and Yu Han were conversing.

“Junior Sister, is he the son of the Sword Immortal senior?” Yu Han asked.

“It’s none of your concern,” Hu Wan replied coldly.

She wasn’t willing to share this opportunity with others.

“Junior Sister, a hundred days of gratitude for just a day as a couple, don’t forget, you wanted the Magic Scripture of the main peak before, it was I who stole it for you,” Yu Han said, embracing Hu Wan.

“Don’t ruin my plans, if there are benefits, you’ll get a share,” Hu Wan broke free from his embrace and said harshly.

Having obtained what he wanted, Yu Han did not insist further.

Afterwards, Hu Wan brought some Spirit Fruit and food to the deck to find Lin Qianxuan.

Lin Qianxuan paid no heed to her attentiveness.

Hu Wan tried probing about his cultivation, but Lin Qianxuan did not respond.

This made Hu Wan very dissatisfied.

At night, Hu Wan arrived beside Lin Qianxuan dressed scantily.

“Although I knew your mother from before, speaking of it, you and I are in the same generation.”

Hu Wan sat beside Lin Qianxuan, gazing upward at the sky, her eyes filled with emotion.

She subtly and deliberately displayed her figure.

This is a woman who will stop at nothing to achieve her goals.

Lin Qianxuan had seen many such people before; he didn’t even open his eyes to take a look.

Hu Wan couldn’t join the conversation and wanted to get closer to Lin Qianxuan, but the faintly flickering purple Sword Gang made her quite wary.

Finally, she gave up pretending.

She let out a barely audible cold snort, turned around, and left.

Then she went inside the cabin and tangled with her senior brother.

Meanwhile, Lin Qianxuan had already entered a state of meditation. The endless Sword Gang flowed within him, and if you magnified the Sword Gang energy, you’d find that they were all tiny purple-golden Treasure Swords.

These swords were vibrating and swinging at a very high frequency.

Indeed, this also counted as “One Sword Thousand Pounds.”

Lin Qianxuan felt that at this rate, he only needed ten years to step into the Space-Time Realm, or if he had a better choice, this time could be even shorter.

The path others took tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years to traverse was insignificant in front of the Dao Fruit.

The Immortal Ship no longer deliberately traveled slowly, and under acceleration, it arrived at the Six Spirits Sect in a day.

Passing through the Grand Array, Hu Wan cast an icy glance at Lin Qianxuan, who was still sitting and cultivating.

So what if he saw through her intentions?

After all, he’s only at the Third Realm of cultivation.

Once he reached the Six Spirits Sect, he was as good as trapped in a jar.

The Flying Ship docked at the platform of a towering mountain peak, ahead were vast stretches of magnificent architecture.

“I’ll take you to see the Sect Master,” Hu Wan said.

Lin Qianxuan finally responded, stood up, and followed with his sword in hand.

As they advanced, crossing long staircases, Hu Wan led Lin Qianxuan to meet the Sect Master of the Six Spirits Sect.

A blue-robed man, about thirty years old, stood with his hands behind his back, a scrutinizing gaze in his eyes.

“Sect Master.” Hu Wan saluted and said, “I’ve brought the person.”

“Alright, you may leave,” Deng Tianyang waved his hand and said.

Though Hu Wan was unwilling to see someone else reap the benefits of her hard work, she had no choice.

Lin Qianxuan was stronger than her, and she’d already suffered a setback earlier; she could only let Deng Tianyang handle it.

But for such a substantial contribution, she should be able to gain some benefits.

With that in mind, Hu Wan retreated.

Deng Tianyang looked at Lin Qianxuan, with a superior scrutinizing gaze.

“Your father was exceptionally talented and made contributions to the Sect, but his recklessness also brought a lot of trouble to the Sect,” Deng Tianyang said.

“My mother is still alive, right?” Lin Qianxuan asked.

His Sword Heart had seen through the other party’s lies and malice, and he hadn’t drawn his sword yet simply because he was unsure of his mother’s whereabouts.

Deng Tianyang paused for a moment, then said, “After your father’s death, she fell ill and later became mentally deranged, thinking the Sect coveted your father’s belongings. She committed many wrongs, and I had no choice but to confine her to prevent further troubles.”

“Take me to see my mother,” Lin Qianxuan said.

“Alright,” Deng Tianyang nodded and said.

Then, Deng Tianyang led Lin Qianxuan to the place where his mother was held captive.

It was a large cave estate, with the exit sealed by an Array.

Lin Qianxuan could sense signs of life within.

This should be where his father once lived; the Six Spirits Sect hadn’t found another place to confine his mother.

Inside this cave estate, Lin Qianxuan saw a woman in a blue dress, her face beautiful and delicate.

The two of them looked at each other, and Lin Qianxuan confirmed her identity.

She opened her mouth, but nothing came out; she just stared at Lin Qianxuan in a daze.

Her eyes showed guilt, self-blame, and concern, with tears shimmering, seemingly wanting to call out to Lin Qianxuan, but a bit apprehensive, hesitant to acknowledge him.

Deng Tianyang silently watched the scene beside them, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Now that the identity was confirmed, the “Infinite Sword Silk” was not far away.

A treasure that allowed a B-grade talent cultivator to reach the Fourth Realm in twenty years and the Fifth Realm in fifty. Just the thought of it made his heart burn with desire!

“Swoosh~!”

The purple-golden sword light flickered, and Lin Qianxuan destroyed the Array that imprisoned them.

“What are you doing?” Deng Tianyang looked at Lin Qianxuan, surprised and angry.

He was shocked that he hadn’t even seen Lin Qianxuan’s sword and that the Array was so easily broken, and he was angry because he felt his authority was being challenged.

“You… don’t be impulsive…” Mu Wei also said.

Lin Qianxuan reached out, took Mu Wei’s hand, and said, “I’m very sorry. I misunderstood some things and let you suffer more.”

“No, it wasn’t like that… it’s us who owe you. We shouldn’t have let you suffer these hardships since birth!” Mu Wei’s tears finally overflowed uncontrollably as she reached out to caress Lin Qianxuan’s cheek, saying, “You really do look like your father…”

“I’ll take you away.” Lin Qianxuan turned, pulling Mu Wei as he started to leave.

“Your mother committed many wrongs in the Sect. If you want to release her, you need sufficient achievements!” Deng Tianyang blocked Lin Qianxuan and said.

Mu Wei, somewhat frightened, stood in front of Lin Qianxuan and said, “The Infinite Sword Silk is not on him; I can tell you where it is, just please let him go…”

“Mother, your child has grown up, let me handle it.”

A trace of gentleness appeared in Lin Qianxuan’s eyes as he finally used that title.

No matter what, she’s already a qualified mother for standing up to protect him.

Mu Wei was a little worried and said, “Don’t be impulsive!”

Lin Qianxuan guarded Mu Wei behind him, looking at Deng Tianyang, his gaze void of any emotion.

To look at a dead man, one shouldn’t have any emotions.

“Swoosh~!”

The purple-golden sword light flashed, and Deng Tianyang, a cultivator of the Fourth Realm Enlightenment Realm, had no time to react.

When he finally reacted, he felt his consciousness fading away.

“Bang~!”

Deng Tianyang’s body fell to the ground, dying like a mortal. His Divine Power, Spiritual Soldier, all his skills, didn’t get a chance to be displayed under that incredibly fast sword.

This Fourth Realm cultivator died without leaving a mark.

At the same time, in the Six Spirits Sect’s Ten Thousand Soul Lantern Tower, his Soul Lamp suddenly extinguished.

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