After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 360 A Gentle Breeze

Si Chuan immediately shut up and used a defensive formation to block the wood spirit needles that were coming towards him.

Then, while Luo Qingan wasn't paying attention, he turned around and jumped off the Qiankun Platform. Luo Qingan wanted to chase him, but it was too late.

"Big Brother!" She was a little angry.

Si Chuan waved his hand and said, "I'm going to go find someone to drink with. Third Junior Sister, you guys should work hard. The honor of Zhenfeng depends on you!"

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Jiang Liqian fought several rounds on stage, encountering opponents at both the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages, but never a Nascent Soul stage. In a massive pit formation, an opponent accidentally got half buried, unable to move except for his head. He smacked his lips, and though he wasn't convinced, he conceded defeat.

Jiang Liqian breathed a sigh of relief. She never expected that her next opponent would be——

Jiang Liqian calmly looked at the other party's disciple uniform and the wooden sign hanging around his waist.

He turned out to be a disciple of Zai Yi Peak.

An unknown disciple from the Menial Peak who was only in the Qi Refining Stage could actually stand out among so many geniuses and stand until now.

She was secretly frightened, and at the same time she was extremely alert.

"Senior Brother." She saluted him.

The other party returned the greeting.

Knowing that Jiang Liqian didn't know him, he took the initiative to tell her his name: "Zhong Nanchu."

Jiang Liqian's heart skipped a beat for some reason.

In the stands, Immortal Master Qingzhi, who had always had an indifferent expression, suddenly trembled in his eyes and looked towards him when he heard this man's name.

He has sharp brow bones, a scissor-shaped jaw, an upright posture, and a distinctive look in his eyes. At first glance, he does not have a very outstanding appearance, but he has his own style. He is in his twenties and is in the prime of his life.

Such a person, even if he is in the Miscellaneous Service Peak, he should have no impression of him, right?

As if seeing Jiang Liqian's confusion, Zhong Nanchu took the initiative to explain: "My spiritual roots are not good. I only have four spiritual roots. I have been tending the garden in a remote medicinal garden. I have been practicing in my spare time and have never been out and about."

So that's how it is.

But four spiritual roots... that does explain why he has only reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. However, the fact that he can reach the Foundation Establishment stage at the age of twenty-something with such mixed spiritual roots, and defeat so many talented people with good spiritual roots, is truly astonishing.

Jiang Liqian did not dare to be careless and prepared to wait for the other party to make a move and see what his moves would be.

Zhong Nanchu frowned, knowing her intention, but he still moved first. He swung his Qingfeng sword, bringing rain and wind, and stabbed it in a shocking move.

Jiang Liqian's pupils shrank sharply and she stepped back quickly.

It turned out to be sword intent!

There are many people in the Tiangan Sect who know exquisite sword techniques, but only a few of them can comprehend even a hint of the sword intent. Unexpectedly, this young disciple from the Miscellaneous Service Peak attacked with the sword intent of a gentle breeze, which made it almost impossible for her to resist and she was forced out of the Qiankun Platform.

There was a gasp from the stands.

"When did such a person appear in the Miscellaneous Service Peak? Old Qian, you hid it well enough."

“No, no, he is still far from it. Think about the time when I was in the Miscellaneous Service Peak…” Elder Qian paused, as if he had touched some restriction, and stopped talking.

The third elder came out in time to smooth things over and cover up this trivial matter.

No one noticed Qingzhi's thoughtful glance.

Jiang Liqian, a veteran of countless battles, didn't let this sudden attack send her crashing down. She twisted her body just in time, managing to stand on the edge of the Qiankun Stage.

The Soul-Suppressing Pearl flew out of her hand, emitting a bright blue light.

Zhong Nanchu was completely unafraid, and he engaged Jiang Liqian in battle, sword in hand. The two figures moved rapidly in mid-air, and countless spiritual lights, accompanied by strong winds and thunder, crackled on the stage.

A sharp sword energy slashed down, Jiang Liqian dodged it, and a deep crack as wide as a finger immediately appeared on the Qiankun platform.

Even though Jiang Liqian dodged quickly, her arms were still scratched with fine wounds.

As expected, it brought with it a gentle breeze and drizzle. From a distance, it looked like just a sword, but when you got closer, you realized that the drizzle was as fine as silk, and every thread could cut off your throat.

Jiang Liqian retreated to avoid the sword tip while forming seals with his hands. The twelve golden beads quickly changed positions, and a formation surrounded by lightning and thunder instantly blocked Zhong Nanchu's way.

Zhong Nanchu didn't even blink and shattered her formation with one sword.

Jiang Liqian wanted to form a formation, but Zhong Nanchu was too fast. Before her formation seal was formed, she was interrupted by his sword. For a moment, she could only dodge in embarrassment.

Fortunately, he is only in the Qi Refining Stage now and lacks spiritual power, otherwise the sword intent alone would be enough to make Jiang Liqian drink a pot of wine.

Of course, at this time Jiang Liqian had to admit that her formation was really half-baked. Her seal-making speed, formation usage, and the attack formations she could remember in her mind were far behind those of her senior brothers and sisters. When facing a truly tough opponent, she would be constrained from all sides and it would be difficult for her to exert her strength.

Jiang Liqian decisively gave up using the formation to trap her. The twelve golden beads quickly connected and turned into a golden whip that fell into her hand.

"Senior brother, let me see your sword." After saying that, the golden whip flew out sparks and collided violently with Zhong Nanchu. The sound of the golden soldiers and iron weapons was like thousands of troops stepping on the sky and the earth.

During the battle, Zhong Nanchu could clearly feel that his sword intent was being dissolved by the opponent in an almost imperceptible way, and the only thing that could withstand and dissolve the sword intent could be another sword intent, and a more powerful one.

However, after realizing this, Zhong Nanchu did not retreat, but his sword became even more fierce.

The opponent accepted all the attacks, using their own strength to counter their own, responding with even sharper attacks. The shadows of whips echoed, the icy river hummed, and in a trance, it was like the afterimage of a sword, trapping him in a cage, no matter how turbulent the waves were.

But how can a cage trap the wind and rain?

The aura around him suddenly changed, and Zhong Nanchu actually reached a higher level of understanding of his sword intent during the fight.

He attacked her again, but at some point, a huge formation suddenly appeared under his feet. He felt a shock of spiritual power in his body, and then he fell down with exhaustion.

"Soul Destruction Formation?" Zhong Nanchu was shocked. "When..."

He had obviously been very careful and didn't give her the chance to form a seal.

Jiang Liqian touched his nose, walked over to pull him up, and handed him the formation plate in his hand to look at: "Just because I can't form a formation doesn't mean I can't use it. This was carved for me by my junior brother, and I haven't tried it yet..."

She coughed and said, "Sometimes, if you focus too much on one thing, you may lose sight of the other. That's what my master told me.

"However, your swordsmanship is truly formidable. Who taught you how to use the sword? How about we spar again another day?"

Zhong Nanchu stroked the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, his eyes somewhat dejected. "It was an elder of my clan who left behind a sword manual. Later, half of the volume was lost, and even the name of the sword manual was lost. Only the remaining half volume remained, so it was renamed the Qingfeng Sword Manual."

"Your clan? The Zhong family? Which Zhong family?"

"The Zhong family whose entire clan has been wiped out."