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On the peak of the Demon Sect Receiving Peak, Shen Yan, along with several peak masters, stood on the summit, looking out onto a small hill in the distance.

The Charitable Gambling King, Yue Heshan, began, “Do you think…

representatives from One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, making a trip like this every three years, might be a bit too frequent? Seems a little troublesome.”

“Indeed, it’s a bit troublesome.” Shen Yan agreed, “However, the rules are the rules. They were established a long time ago, and we Demon Sect shouldn’t break our word.”

Luo Wanqiu, a beautiful woman, shot Shen Yan a look and said, “Many ignorant cultivators think that we Demon Sect practice heretical methods, considering us to be demon heads. Since we are demon heads, the occasional breach of trust shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

“The junior sister makes a good point, hahaha.” The crowd joined in laughter.

However, these words were just a joke. The Demon Sect was not afraid of One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, it was just that the event was a little troublesome.

Moreover, according to the bet they had made years ago, the Demon Sect had won so many times and had profited quite a bit. One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain came to “present gifts” every three years after the Lantern Festival, which was somewhat embarrassing!

Gongshu Pan took another look towards the small hill and said, “Initially, I had some doubts about the several matches this year, especially the one involving the new disciples, but now it seems that our Demon Sect should still be victorious.”

“After all, our young master is a Natural Sword Embryo. Do One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain have a Sword Embryo?” Yue Heshan said with a smile.

Shen Yan waved his hand, “We should not be complacent, One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain come with great momentum. If their Swordsmen have made a breakthrough in these three years, the results of the first match may be somewhat unpredictable.”

Sima Chuan nodded, “Three years ago, that Swordsman almost blocked the half of the sword qi from the master. If he has gained some insights in these three years, it’s really uncertain.”

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded.

In the end, Yue Heshan said, “What exactly do One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain want to win from the teacher? I’ve been thinking about it for many years, but I still can’t figure it out.”

Gongshu Pan asserted with a stern face, “Didn’t the teacher say, it’s the legacy of the founder of Sword Mountain.

“But what exactly it is, the teacher did not say!” Yue Heshan argued.

Luo Wanqiu joined the analysis, “The Sword Jade left by the old ancestor of the

Sword Mountain is in the hands of the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Sword

Mountain, and the Divine Sword is in the hands of the Swordsman of One

Sword Mountain. I’ve never heard of any other treasures he left behind.”

Yue Heshan, having a somewhat unconventional train of thought, analyzed, it possible that when the old ancestor was alive, the teacher snatched something from him?”

Gongshu Pan, who also held the position of Law Enforcement Elder, immediately scolded with a stern face, “You should not speculate about the teacher!”

Yue Heshan, not at all frightened, good-naturedly joked, “Then, do you think I guessed correctly, brother Gongshu?”

Gongshu Pan, his face remained stern, and after a heavy grunt…quietly nodded his head.

In the end, it was Shen Yan who said, “Alright, alright, no more guessing. Not only do we not know, but I guess apart from the Sect Leaders of One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, even the Swordsman himself does not know what it actually is.”

Shen Yan continued, “Let’s wait. After today’s Lantern Festival is over, they should draw their swords.”

After having said that, everyone stopped lingering on the Receiving Peak and each went back to their respective peaks.

On the small hill, the groups of people from One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain still sat separately.

Among the crowd of people from One Sword Mountain, at the forefront sat a middle-aged man. If he stood up and walked a few steps, it would be apparent that this man was a cripple.

His left leg was infirm, having suffered a major injury years ago. If he walked on ground on ordinary days, he would limp.

At this moment, he was sitting quietly on the mountain, with a long sword horizontally placed on his legs.

This longsword was really long, much longer than ordinary swords.

In addition to being long, it was also thin, the sword body was extremely narrow, to an absurd degree.

The sword sheath was wooden, black and red in color; the material was unknown, but it didn’t appear to be anything special.

If the sword was unsheathed, you would find a small notch on it, as if it had been damaged.

However, this sword was the legendary Sword Mountain Divine Sword—it couldn’t possibly be damaged.

It had no name, or you could say its name was Divine Sword.

This sword was once the personal weapon of the founding master of Sword Mountain. When Sword Mountain split into One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, it belonged to One Sword Mountain.

As for why there is a small notch on the body of the Divine Sword, no one has known until now. It’s likely that there was someone strong enough to damage it during that era.

Since the split, One Sword Mountain established the position of the Swordsman. The strongest in Sword Dao in One Sword Mountain was never the Sect Leader, Peak Master, or Elder—it was always the current Swordsman.

And this middle-aged man was the current Swordsman of One Sword Mountain, his name was Ping Shanhai.

Moreover, he was the youngest Swordsman in the history of One Sword Mountain.

When he took over as the Swordsman, Yan Li had already passed away.

Three years ago, he came to Asking Sword for the first time as a Swordsman. He used One Sword against half a sword, but unfortunately lost to the half Sword Qi left by Yan Li in the mountain.

Although he lost, nobody sneered at him because he was too young.

Even Shen Yan and others were unsure due to his age and enlightenment. Could this half Sword Qi in Receiving Peak still withstand his One Sword?

The rule set by the master is like this: as long as someone can beat this half Sword Qi, they are considered to win the first round.

And the bet has three rounds in total. As long as One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain can win two rounds, Demon Sect is considered to lose, and the master will give them the mysterious item left by Sword Mountain’s founding master.

Yes, it’s “give,” not “return.”

The master always claimed that the item was left for him, but he didn’t mind betting it in the game.

If One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain lose, they must give Demon Sect a certain amount of Spirit Stones, Magical Weapons, Spiritual Medicine… Well, a large amount.

Over the years, Demon Sect was able to reap rewards every three years, which was quite satisfactory.

As for whether they will win or lose this time, we’ll have to wait until tomorrow.

The dark night gradually covered the earth. Although the Demon Sect was still bustling during the Lantern Festival, for the people on the small hill, it was precisely as in “Moonlight on the Lotus Pond”: “The bustling is theirs, I have nothing.”

Compared to the bustling Demon Sect, the small hill appeared quiet and solemn.

As time ticked away, Swordsman Ping Shanhai remained seated with his eyes closed, seemingly unaffected by everything around him.

Every three years, both Ten Thousand Sword Mountain and One Sword Mountain can only select one person to come to Asking Sword. The strongest sword cultivator of Ten Thousand Sword Mountain this time is still not his match, so he is the one to come to Asking Sword.

Upon the arrival of dawn, the Lantern Festival was over. Ping Shanhai lightly tapped the Divine Sword three times with his fingertips, then slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the small hill and was flying towards Receiving Peak.

A vigorous voice soon spread throughout the entire Demon Sect:

“Ping Shanhai of One Sword Mountain comes to Asking Sword. Please grant instruction!”

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