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Apparently, he was discontented after hearing that Miss An and I had a private meeting for an hour, so he wanted to challenge me in Sword Dao to prove himself.

A private meeting for an hour? I was just sitting there waiting almost half the time.

However, speaking of which, no matter where this guy heard of my skills in Sword Dao, his own proficiency in Sword Dao was indeed quite impressive, especially his Flying Spirit Sword technique—truly like a celestial being descending from the heavens.

Therefore, seeing him all pleased with himself and full of confidence after demonstrating his Flying Spirit Sword technique, I couldn’t help but ask with a smile—Since your Flying Spirit Sword technique is so fast, have you caught up with the person you admire in your heart?

Unexpectedly, the guy roared, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated," and dropped his sword and ran away!

As peculiar as today’s encounter was, finding an abandoned Flying Spirit Sword was quite a gain.

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"Cultivator Tan, our young master is immature and acted rashly yesterday. Here are three hundred upper Xuan stamps and a pill that can improve one’s cultivation level. Please accept these gifts, Cultivator Tan. As for the extraordinary Flying Spirit Sword, it is a Magic Artifact passed down through generations in my Yu family and cannot be lost, so we must ask you to return it to us," they said.

The next day, early in the morning, a group of cultivators came to visit, and as soon as they spoke, they wanted Tan Shuchang to return the sword.

But, since they were asking for a favor, they kept a very low profile and presented the apology gifts before Tan Shuchang had a chance to speak.

A pill that can improve one’s cultivation level and three hundred upper Xuan stamps were undoubtedly a generous gift.

Seeing this, Tan Shuchang promptly brought out the Flying Spirit Sword he had picked up the day before.

Just as he was about to hand over the Flying Spirit Sword, a commotion suddenly erupted outside the Supervising Sword Daojiang Hall, followed by a group of people barging in.

The leader, with his chest puffed out and striding like a dragon or tiger, was dressed in the magnificent attire of a Pavilion officer, his twelve-level ranking clear as day. To his left and right were some other officers, except for one of the tenth level, the rest were all below the eighth level.

"Commander Tan, it was quite difficult to find you!" said the leader of the group, who was none other than Zhang Dongzhi.

He had been looking for Tan Shuchang for several days but had not been able to see him once.

Zhang Dongzhi was just like that, and so was the tenth-level officer named Shi Changkong, who was disguised as Chu Xiujian. He had been at his wits’ end these past few days trying to get the challenge letter to Tan Shuchang.

While Zhao Huaiji was pressuring him on one side, he could not find Tan Shuchang anywhere on the other!

However, the constantly patient Shi Changkong was still able to hide his emotions, but Zhang Dongzhi could not hold back any longer. He originally did not care much about the Magical Treasure Pavilion losing one of its Magic Artifacts.

But who would have thought that when he was invited to a good friend’s house for a banquet, he unintentionally flipped through a book written by an ancestor in his friend’s library, and to his horror, discovered that one of the seemingly useless Magic Artifacts in the Magical Treasure Pavilion might be a part of the Nine Orifices Martial Fiend!

According to the detailed description in the book by this ancestor, the eyeball of the Nine Orifices Martial Fiend had been sealed by a cultivator practicing dream magic using his own immortal dream.

This caused the originally fierce and easily distinguishable eye of the Nine Orifices Martial Fiend to appear as nothing more than a dull stone.

Because to see the true appearance of the Nine Orifices Martial Fiend’s eye, one must enter that immortal dream.

Increasingly convinced that the black bead was the eye of the Nine Orifices Martial Fiend, Zhang Dongzhi, after searching repeatedly in vain and scouring the Pavilion’s records of cultivators receiving Magic Artifacts, began to think of the incident when someone told him that an artifact had gone missing after Tan Shuchang had come to collect a Magic Artifact.

Zhang Dongzhi repeatedly sought out Tan Shuchang, again and again.

However, at this moment, upon hearing Zhang Dongzhi’s words, Tan Shuchang appeared somewhat indifferent, continuing to return the Flying Spirit Sword to the several cultivators from the Yu family on his own.

"My fellow Daoists are too kind. Young Master Yu discarded his sword and left, which is also due to Tan Someone’s improper remarks," said Tan Shuchang, accepting their thanks, and naturally taking some responsibility upon himself.

"Thank you for your understanding, Daoist Tan!" These cultivators, having easily retrieved their family’s psychic Magic Artifact, couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If it hadn’t been inappropriate for them to physically assault their young master, they would have beaten him to a pulp yesterday as soon as they found out that the brat had thrown the sword away.

However, Tan Shuchang’s disregard for Zhang Dongzhi naturally also irritated Zhang Dongzhi.

After all, Zhang Dongzhi had already been troubled for several days because of the matter with that bead, so seeing this scene, he could no longer hold back and immediately said, "Commander Sir Tan really never changes! Last time you came to the Magical Treasure Pavilion, a Magic Artifact went missing, and now you let someone lose a psychic Magic Artifact..."

Zhang Dongzhi’s words stopped there because Tan Shuchang had made a move.

A blood-colored sword shadow emerged.

The blade was jagged like a sawtooth, highly irregular.

This was the "Uncivilized behavior shall not go unpunished" Calamity Witnessing Sword Qi, and at this moment, the rules of killing within it were already instantaneously triggered.

Blood-red layers of mist spread out, forming a seemingly existent whirlpool, with Zhang Dongzhi at its center. In that split second, Zhang Dongzhi’s head silently shattered, leaving only a headless corpse that thudded to the ground.

Etiquette included behavior standards that conformed to the interests of the ruling class, and Zhang Dongzhi’s speech was an act of insubordination that just happened to be uncivilized.

The blood-colored sword shadow had already disappeared, and at this moment, the cultivators inside the Supervising Sword Daojiang Hall were all as pale as death.

Because they did not know how Zhang Dongzhi had died.

Although they were certain it was Tan Shuchang who had acted, no one could detect how Tan Shuchang had moved.

"Hasn’t this place been cleaned up yet?"

Tan Shuchang glanced at the several officials of the pavilion.

"Yes, Commander Sir!" These officials, already frightened, hurriedly and frantically began cleaning upon hearing Tan Shuchang’s words.

As for the cultivators from the Yu family, they were also somewhat frightened and hastily took their leave.

Thus, the Supervising Sword Daojiang Hall was soon deserted, leaving only Tan Shuchang alone.

Shi Changkong, whose challenge had not been delivered once again, found himself helplessly speaking to Zhao Huaiji, offering to make an apology carrying a staff of thorns, after all, he had failed in his task.

"He killed Yun Shutian’s nephew in the Supervising Sword Daojiang Hall, right in front of you all?" Zhao Huaiji showed an incredulous look when Shi Changkong finished explaining.

After all, Yun Shutian was the Vice Leader of Qitian Pavilion, someone Zhao Huaiji himself gave due respect to.

"Master, it is indeed as you’ve heard," said Shi Changkong, still feeling as if it were all a dream.

"Then take out the challenge letter, I’ll have Yun Shutian deal with this Tan Shuchang..." After pondering for a moment, Zhao Huaiji said this.