Nine Heavens Sword Emperor

At dusk, Lin Che was practicing swordsmanship in his own courtyard. Now he was only one step away from becoming a sword god, but he could never take this step.

What Lin Che didn't know was that there were only a handful of people in the entire Jiuxiao Continent who could enter the realm of becoming a sword god!

Even without using much spiritual power, Lin Che's sword was still crisscrossing like a flash of light, and the mysterious swordsmanship created a series of afterimages. Each sword was as light as a feather, but as heavy as a thousand pounds!

Indistinctly, Lin Che suddenly heard a woman's call.

His expression froze. Could it be that he was hallucinating?

But the voice just now was graceful and cool, like a layer of clear light from the bright moon caressing Lin Che's heart.

Lin Che quickly stopped the sword in his hand. Was he possessed?

He calmed down and concentrated his mind. It seemed that everything was normal, but the spirit of the bright moon in his body was unusually active.

What on earth was going on?

Lin Che was puzzled, as if there was a mysterious and magnificent moon spirit calling him in Yujian Villa.

If only Qi Yan hadn't fallen asleep, Lin Che sighed in his heart. Although Qi Yan couldn't give him any substantial help, he didn't know how much he relied on him along the way.

Back in the house, the old beggar was lying on the bed, swinging his legs and drinking a little tune: "Hardworking beggar, I have food to eat, hardworking Lin Che is like a sword maniac."

The old beggar had been with Lin Che for a few days, and the latter was a real sword maniac, practicing sword for at least three hours every day.

"Senior, did you hear a woman's voice just now?"

The old beggar rolled his eyes at him, "Missing a woman? It turns out that you are also a normal man."

"That's not what I mean, it's just, did you hear a woman's voice echoing in your heart just now?" Lin Che tried his best to explain.

"Oh, it's lingering in my mind, tsk tsk." The old beggar said with a sly smile, "But you are not young anymore, it's normal for you to think about women at this age. If you perform well in this sword appreciation competition, there will definitely be many beautiful young girls throwing themselves at you."

Lin Che simply left the house, but obviously, the old beggar couldn't hear that voice.

Three days passed quickly, during which Lin Che heard the woman's voice lingering in his mind once a day. He didn't know what it was, but he knew that the power faintly coming from the voice made him yearn for it.

Moreover, he vaguely discovered that the power seemed to be hidden in the direction of the sword tomb of Yujian Villa.

Three days later, the sword appreciation competition was held as scheduled.

The sword appreciation competition of Yujian Villa is a grand ceremony for sword warriors. Various sword masters came to Yujian Villa to drink wine and discuss swords.

The huge venue was packed with people. Lin Che sat at the same table with the old beggar, who drank the wine happily and stuffed all kinds of delicious food into his mouth.

Wan Fucheng's brief opening remarks set the stage for discussion, and then the sword appreciation competition officially began.

Disciples from several major sword sects came on stage one after another to show off their sword skills. Their exquisite sword skills aroused cheers from the audience. This is a part of every sword appreciation competition. After all, sword skills are also part of the sword.

The last one to perform was the Qinglian Sect disciples. The five of them showed everyone why the Qinglian Sect is the fourth most powerful sect in the world in the form of a sword formation.

It is impossible to demonstrate real kung fu to everyone, but even if it is just some superficial knowledge, Lin Che still saw a lot of clues.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. The swords of these five people were as powerful as rainbows. Any one of them had two people around him to assist him at the same time. The attack and defense were perfect!

Pei Yun, the "Sword Saint", was indeed able to create such a perfect "Qinglian" sword formation!

After the thunderous applause, it was the part that most people were looking forward to the most.

The ten swords made by Yujian Villa in recent years will be auctioned off by the audience. Each sword is worth a fortune, but many swordsmen are jealous of each other.

"The Qingyu Yanling Sword, the sword body is as thin as a cicada's wing, beautiful and graceful. This sword is made of Tianchi black iron as the main material, and the feathers of the ice-winged red goose are used as the auxiliary material..."

A beautiful woman introduced the exquisite swords one by one with great emotion. The swords made by Yujian Villa are all-encompassing and have all kinds of styles. The swordsmen in the audience are jealous and anxious, wishing that they could have more money in their space rings.

Lin Che drank wine in boredom. He glanced at these swords and had no impulse to buy them.

Until a sword named "Youyue Lingshuang" was displayed on the stage, Lin Che's eyes lit up. This sword is an extremely rare sword with dual attributes of ice and moon, which is very suitable for him.

However, after a while, the price of this sword has been raised to a sky-high price of 500,000 Xuanyu.

Although Lin Che is rich now, after all, he made a lot of money by betting all on himself for the championship of the martial arts conference, but this money is reserved for buying black spirit stones for Qi Yan.

Helplessly, Lin Che drank another glass of wine. At this time, Youyue Lingshuang has been raised to 800,000 Xuanyu!

"Oh, the quality of these swords is not bad, but it's a pity that I can't afford it." The old beggar muttered while burping.

At this time, both sides of his cheeks were red, and it was obvious that he had drunk almost enough.

"Keep watching, kid. When it comes to the sword-fighting part, work hard. A woman will be attracted to you. Don't fantasize about a woman calling you every day." The old beggar patted Lin Che's shoulder and swayed to leave.

"Are you going home now that you've had enough?" Lin Che frowned.

"Well, I've got a blessing for my eyes and a blessing for my mouth. All I have to do is go back and have a comfortable sleep." The old beggar said with a smile, and then he wandered away.

Lin Che smiled slightly, this old man was quite cute.

The ten swords were sold for a total amount that Lin Che could never have imagined. It is no exaggeration to say that these ten swords are equivalent to the wealth of two Shangguan families!

It really deserves to be Yujian Villa!

The next step is the last part of the Sword Tasting Conference, and it is also the part that makes all the strong swordsmen excited--cooking wine and discussing swords!

On the stage of the sword tasting competition, only sword skills and moves were compared, nothing else.

No one is allowed to use spiritual power or any other power. Whoever's swordsmanship is more refined will win.

Such rules may seem interesting and funny, but they are the epitome of many kendo warriors struggling to hone their sword moves, so these kendo warriors also respect this method more.

Discussing swords over wine, if you lose a move, you will have to step down. Whoever can fight to the end will be the leader of the sword tasting competition.

Those who perform well on stage will receive prizes from Yujian Villa. The leader of the Sword Tasting Conference can even make a request to the Sword Controlling Villa, such as directly obtaining a divine sword from the Sword Controlling Villa, or repairing a sword for him, or even custom-making a sword for him.

This kind of temptation is irresistible to any swordsman.

When the sword discussion began, several young swordsmen could no longer hold back their emotions and jumped onto the stage, and a sword feast began!

It has to be said that the kendo warriors on the stage are still very good. Every move is carefully crafted, and every pick and slash is just right.

Lin Che also gained a lot from such a grand kendo competition.

At this time, a man in elegant green clothes came and sat down in front of Lin Che. It was "Sword Master" Pei Yun!

Lin Che looked at him doubtfully, but saw Pei Yun smile elegantly and lift the wine bottle to fill Lin Che with wine.

The latter quickly took the wine from the cup and said, "Master Sword Master is a bad boy."

"Haha, there is no big or small path in the way of swordsmanship. Although Lin Che is young, his swordsmanship skills really frighten Pei. I'll drink this to you." Pei Yun raised the wine glass with his sleeves gracefully.

"I don't dare take it seriously." Lin Che also toasted with a wine glass.

But his wine glass stalled in mid-air, unable to move any further.

"What a powerful sword!" Lin Che was secretly shocked that Pei Yun was actually competing with her.

Moreover, he did not bully the younger ones, but forced his own cultivation to reach the peak of Tianxuan Realm, the same realm as Lin Che.

Pei Yun's eyes were clear and gentle, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth was like the bright moon in his arms.

Lin Che was naturally dissatisfied, and no one could convince him!

A powerful sword force entered Lin Che's wine glass. The fragile wine glass was not damaged at all, and the two people's sword force was just deadlocked in mid-air.

Pei Yun's eyes narrowed as if he had seen something, and then he looked at Lin Che with a smile: "Is she okay?"