Chapter 3: Yunlai Sword Sect

  Yunlai Jianzong, the building covers a large area. The entire Yunhai Peak has a range of 100,000 square meters, filled with all kinds of buildings. Qin Tianyi's residence is located in the mountain waist near the top, standing in an open area and looking down at the mountain, there are many courtyards, pavilions, and dwellings, neatly arranged on the mountain waist of Yunhai Peak, which can accommodate more than 5,000 people if crowded.

  In some large courtyards, you can still see many people practicing swordsmanship under the guidance of some martial arts masters and training their physical strength.

  There are still some people, but compared to the many buildings that can accommodate three or four thousand people, they seem very scarce. Even without entering the Yunlai Sword Sect's building group in person, the atmosphere of nine out of ten rooms being empty and desolate still hits you in the face.

  "In memory... there were records of the Yunlai Sword Sect, this sect was founded by Yunlai Sword Master 160 years ago, and in its heyday, it once impacted the ranks of first-rate sects, with 6,000 disciples. Even though it has declined somewhat over the past century, it has always been at the level of a second-rate sect, with more than 2,000 disciples... but now..."

  Qin Tianji swept his gaze past and estimated that the total number of people in the sect...

  It's probably less than three hundred now.

  This is also because servants, maids and underlings are included in the count.

  Leaving aside those who are homeless or afraid of losing their jobs, true disciples... should be less than a hundred.

  After a moment of hesitation, Qin Tianyi had already headed towards the main hall in the center of Yunlai Sword Sect's mountain gate.

  The glory or decline of Yunlai Sword Sect did not leave a deep impression on him, this sect was just a temporary stop for him to reach the pinnacle.

  When Qin Tianyi arrived at the main courtyard, he found that the atmosphere here was absolutely not harmonious.

  In the open space in front of the courtyard, a middle-aged man and two young girls were facing off against Qin Tianyi and Qin Yuyan, whom he had met before.

  "Hasn't the time come?"

  Qin Tianyi, who only wanted to borrow the resources of Yunlai Sword Sect to cultivate into a great swordsman and temporarily retreat, had just appeared outside the courtyard when a 15 or 16-year-old girl shouted: "The young master has arrived, the young master has come out."

  A few words drew the attention of the middle-aged man and two young girls to Qin Tianyi.

  "Shao Zongzhu, you'd better go take a look, these people are simply too much."

  Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Tianyi wanted to withdraw, but it was already too late. He could only step forward and cup his hands in greeting: "Qin Tianyi of Yunlai Sword Sect, I don't know who the three of you are..."

  Before Qin Tianji had even finished his greeting, one of the two girls, a girl in yellow, immediately covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Are you Qin Tianji? The number one disciple of Yunlai Sword Sect who was crippled by Gu Wushuang, Ning Xuewei's admirer, three years ago for refusing Ning Xuewei?"

  As soon as she said this, not only Qin Yuyan but also another white-clothed girl who came with her frowned.

  The woman in white immediately said softly, "Qing Xi, sister, don't be rude."

  Although she was nominally scolding him, there was no blame in her words.

  As for making the girl in yellow apologize for what she said earlier? Don't even think about it.

  "Which Snow Wei? Gu Wushuang?"

  Qin Tianyi inherited too few memories, and there was no relevant information about these two people inside.

  However, his silent attitude made the two girls obviously disdain him, as if they thought that talking to him was also a self-degradation. The yellow-clothed girl simply said: "What's going on? Where is Qi Lingyun? Now your Yunlei Sword Sect has only one Qi Lingyun left, let him come out and talk to us."

  Qin Yuyan glanced at Qin Tianyi, with a hint of sigh in her heart, but still stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Master is unwell and cannot receive guests. You three have come here, what instructions do you have?"

  The girl named Qing Xi hastily waved her hand, as if shooing away a fly, and said somewhat impatiently: "You? What makes you qualified to be in charge? Quickly call out Qi Lingyun."

  "Although I may not be able to take charge of major matters in some areas, if it's a minor matter..."

  "What's the big deal?" Qing Xi's gaze swept over Yun Lei Sword Sect, which was quiet and lacked excitement. Her tone carried a hint of cold pity: "You're all so declining that you're almost not even a decent sect anymore, what could possibly be a big deal."

  This woman was so unreasonable that even if Qin Yuyan's temperament was good, her expression quickly turned cold and she said in a bad tone: "Please speak with some respect, Miss. Whether Yunle Sword Sect is prosperous or declining, it doesn't need others to point it out. If the three of you have nothing else to say, then I won't see you off."

  The order to drive away customers has already been given in conversation.

  "You..."

  Qing Xi's face, normally as calm and serene as a clear stream, flashed with anger. As the personal disciple of the renowned Qing Xuan, the great swordswoman of the Xuan Ling Sect, she was accustomed to being treated with deference wherever she went. People were always careful not to offend her, lest they incur the wrath of the Xuan Ling Sect. When had anyone ever dared to be so presumptuous and dismissive of her?

  "How dare you be so insolent in front of me!"

  In the blink of an eye, the treasured sword flashed out of its scabbard!

  "Green Creek!"

  The white-clothed girl beside her, however, was the one who, at the moment she drew her sword, instantly fixed her gaze on her and rebuked in a somewhat severe tone: "Being unable to control your emotions like this, have you forgotten how Master taught you initially?"

  "Sister..."

  "Alright." The woman in white cut off Qing Xi's words with a wave of her hand, her gaze lightly sweeping over Qin Yu Yan. Perhaps due to being in a high position for many years, her tone naturally carried an air of command, saying: "Qin Yu Yan? Go tell your teacher Qi Ling Yun that if he doesn't want to be a disreputable person, he should come out quickly."

  Qin Yuyan hummed softly and was about to speak when she heard Qi Lingyun's voice coming from inside the courtyard: "I don't know what brings you all here, do you have any important business?"

  Qing Xi saw Qi Lingyun come out and immediately spoke in a stern tone, "Hmph, Qi Lingyun, look at the good disciple you've taught, no respect for others, what kind of example is this?"

  "Heh heh, how is my disciple doing? Zilingyun has a good grasp of things in his heart. At the very least, he's much better than some people when it comes to conduct."

  Qing Xi was once again subtly mocked by Qi Lingyun, her pale face already showing a hint of anger, just about to say something when she was glared back at by the woman in white.

  "Master, how did you come out?"

  Zi Lingyun waved his hand, pushing away Qin Yuyan who was about to come up and support him, indicating that he was fine. However, when he clearly saw the clothing and attire of the two women, his face suddenly changed: "You, you are people from the Xuanling Sect!?"

  "Soul Reaper!"

  Qin Yuyan's mind immediately conjured up the image of the one who had severely injured Ziling Yun, the Cyan Whirlwind Great Swordsman - wasn't he one of the eight great swordsmen of the Xuanling Sect?

  "Didn't expect you still have some vision." Qing Xi sized up Qi Lingyun a few times, saw through his completely broken body condition, and disdainfully curled her lip: "You're Qi Lingyun? It's nothing special, with this little strength you dare to go to our Xuanling Sect and boast shamelessly, getting beaten to death is what you deserve."

  The woman's repeated insults had already made Qin Yuyan's heart unbearable, and she finally couldn't hold back, her pretty face cold and stern: "Shut up, you're not allowed to be rude to my master!"

  "Huh?"

  The white-clothed girl beside Qing Xi glanced at Qin Yuyan, the aura of an eighth-level expert was hidden but not released, a faint sword pressure that was intangible and invisible had already enveloped her.

  Qin Yuyan only felt that the weak internal energy in his body suddenly stagnated, as if it had been abruptly blocked by an invisible force, causing him to breathe somewhat laboriously.

  However, before Qin Yuyan could gather her momentum and counterattack, Qi Lingyun, worried that he wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure of the sword aura, took a step forward and stood between the two. The calm and even sword aura he had cultivated during his eight-level swordsman days immediately suppressed and dissipated the white-clothed girl's aura, which hadn't been at full strength, and further prevented her from counterattacking: "Alright, in any case, you three have come to my Cloudy Peak Sword Sect, after all, as guests. Please go inside and rest first. Yuyan, go prepare tea and water to entertain our guests."

  Feeling her own temperament being dissolved, the white-clothed girl did not make another move. Qi Lingyun was severely injured, and anyone with discerning eyes could see that she wouldn't bother to settle scores with someone who was heavily wounded.

  "Number two, have you calculated it yet!?"

  Among them, Qin Tianyi, who seemed to have been ignored, had a forehead full of fine sweat.

  "Calculation results, three targets. Target one: Qingxi, danger level four. Target two: danger level six. Target three: danger level seven!"

  "Seventh grade!"

  Qin Tianji's pupils suddenly constricted.

  Danger level seven!

  The middle-aged man behind the two women was actually a ninth-level swordsman!

  Facing a ninth-level swordsman who was clearly here to cause trouble, Qin Tianyi, whose mental state was greatly restricted, couldn't help but want to withdraw from this matter immediately...

  "There's no need to go in, we came here today to have you fulfill your promise."

  "Agreement?" The girl's reminder made Qi Lingyun change his expression in an instant: "The bet last time?"

  "Not bad, you should admit defeat willingly. Anyway, it's a fact that you lost in the end, so you should also fulfill your bet and hand over the Cloud Sword!"

  Cloudy Sword

  The personal sword of the founder of Yun Xiao Jian Zong, Sword Master Qin Dong, a spiritual sword of high quality. Not only is it the symbol of the sect's master, but also the spiritual symbol of Yun Lei Jian Zong. The entire Yun Lei Jian Zong sect holds Yun Xiao Jian in reverence and awe, with a special person dedicated to its worship, treating it as a sacred object.

  At this moment, the Xuanling Sect actually said that they want to hand over the Yunxiao Sword, which symbolizes the Cloud Lei Sword Sect's master token. No wonder his face looks so ugly.

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