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In a secret chamber of the Yijian Sect, a middle-aged man slightly bowed and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother, aren't you going to take action regarding the opening of the Sky-Connecting Armory this time?"
Meng Changqing replied calmly, "It's not the right time yet. Moreover, this opening of the Sky-Connecting Armory is related to the White Lotus Sect. Those people are up to something again, and it's not worth our effort to make a big move. Therefore, Qingyang Junior Brother, you should handle this matter. It's just right that you've advanced to the Youngshen Realm; it's time for the other sects to see that the wounds of our Yijian Sect from the past have nearly healed."
If these words were to spread, it would likely cause a huge uproar. As Meng Changqing's junior, even if Qingyang Sword Master was exceptionally talented, he would still be overshadowed by his senior brother's brilliance. However, being entrusted with important responsibilities to manage all affairs of the Yijian Sect was no small feat!
Almost all top forces in the martial world had warriors at the Fusion Realm stationed within them. Yet, a single Fusion Realm warrior among many top powers could only be considered as low-tier. For first-rate powers like Cangjian Mountain Villa and Yijian Sect, which had been established for thousands of years, it was expected to have at least one True Martial Realm expert in residence and several Youngshen Realm warriors.
From this, it can be seen that with only five hundred years of history and having produced just one Youngshen Realm figure—the founding ancestor of Manichaeism—their foundation was quite shallow! If it weren't for having hundreds of thousands of Manichaeism disciples, they might not even hold the title of a first-rate force and would struggle to gain recognition in the martial world.
Some sects in the Zongwu World were not without Fusion Realm warriors; many had more than one. Yet they still failed to enter the ranks of first-rate forces due to their insufficient foundation and lack of recognition from top powers.
The Youngshen Realm warrior nodded and withdrew, his fists clenched tightly. After many years, their Yijian Sect was finally about to reappear in front of everyone in the martial world and return to the center stage of Jianghu Martial World.
In the Western Regions, Jiang Han had no time to pay attention to the disturbances in the martial world.
Because the Golden Lion King, Xie Xun, finally arrived.
"Reporting to the Sect Leader, the Golden Lion King has been brought here."
The Five Scatterers knelt on one knee and clasped their fists in greeting. They were all veterans of Manichaeism, and if they hadn't appealed to his emotions and reason, using their eloquence, it would have been difficult to bring Xie Xun back.
Jiang Han smiled and nodded, signaling them not to be overly formal. He then turned his gaze to Xie Xun behind them.
Long ago, he had taken a great interest in the Golden Lion King. In his mind, Xie Xun was undoubtedly the most unforgettable character in Heavenly Sword, truly deserving of the Dragon-Slaying Saber; only Xie Xun fit that role. He was the most prominent, powerful, and awe-inspiring character in the entire story, as well as the most pitiful and lamentable one.
"Golden Haired Lion King, welcome home!" Jiang Han suppressed his complex emotions and spoke with great enthusiasm.
Xie Xun's cultivation was merely at Half-Step Martial Arts Grandmaster, yet it surprised Jiang Han because he felt a subtle sense of pressure emanating from Xie Xun. It was as if he were not a person but a fierce lion!
He simply stood there, yet an emotion of sorrow and anger radiated from him, as if he were filled with resentment towards humanity and the heavens. That unusual emotion constantly affected Jiang Han, giving him an impulse to suddenly erupt and annihilate gods and worlds!
At the moment Jiang Han spoke, Xie Xun's expression suddenly changed.
A master!
His heart raced with alarm as he instinctively tightened his grip on the Dragon-Slaying Saber. Once his emotions settled down, he shook his head and said with a complex tone: "I am blind and already a useless person; the Golden Lion King of yesteryear died the moment I lost my sight!"
Five Scatterers wanted to reprimand Xie Xun for his rude behavior, but was waved off by Jiang Han. Jiang Han understood that Golden Lion King Xie Xun was just that kind of person—he possessed the destructive power of an angry lion: cruel, stubborn, grief-stricken, and resentful.
Jiang Han shook his head and said solemnly, "Golden Haired Lion King can’t be old! Let alone dead! The past is gone; doesn’t Golden Haired Lion King want to come out of retirement and support Zhang Wuji? You must know, he is a pitiful child. Ever since returning to the Central Plains, his father committed suicide, his mother followed suit, and he himself was struck by the Two Elders of Xuanming’s Xuanming Divine Palm, suffering from Cold Poison, wandering without support..."
"Where is my child, Wuji..."
Xie Xun instinctively murmured, but then his expression suddenly twisted with resentment. "Where is my child, Wuji? Who dares to harm my child!" His voice roared like an old lion, instinctively raising the Dragon-Slaying Blade. His aura was so overwhelming that even an ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster would not dare to face its edge!
Jiang Han raised an eyebrow; it was clear that Zhang Wuji was indeed Xie Xun's Achilles' heel. The love Xie Xun had for Zhang Wuji was akin to that of a father and son, but the love he gave to Zhang Wuji far exceeded that of an ordinary father for his son!
"Golden Haired Lion King, calm down!"
Jiang Han's expression turned serious as he instinctively employed the Buddhist Sect’s Lion's Roar technique, his voice booming like a bell. "I have sent someone to search for Zhang Wuji's whereabouts, and we now have some leads..."
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