Chapter 1209: Chapter 1211: Mingxin Sword

The Divine Movement Sect Master’s heart skipped a beat.

An overwhelming sense of weightlessness surged through his heart, as if he were plummeting off a cliff.

The Female Corpse Venerable’s eyes were indifferent, lacking malice or benevolence.

Staring at the Divine Movement Sect Master, like the Brahma Heaven God gazing at a lifeless object.

Cold sweat poured down the Divine Movement Sect Master’s body, standing still, not daring to move!

He had dug countless graves and witnessed many resurrected corpses.

But most were due to evil spirits possessing the body.

The one before him was different.

Those eyes had consciousness.

And it was a consciousness looking down on all living things from above!

The other Divine Movement Sect disciples saw their master in distress.

They were all filled with righteous indignation!

"Sect Master! Take care of yourself!"

"Sect Master, we will avenge you!"

"Sect Master, you will always be our Sect Master!"

...

After saying their farewells, they decisively fled!

As an organization that sought profit through grave-digging, camaraderie was incredibly thin.

Giving one’s life for the Sect Master was not something they would do.

The Divine Movement Sect Master’s face turned green.

Fine, let the Sect Master die, but not me, huh?

You truly are something!

Their actions caught the Female Corpse Venerable’s attention.

With a mere glance, a peculiar domain sealed off the world.

The fleeing Divine Movement Sect Martial Artists all lost their cultivation and plummeted from mid-air, crashing hard onto the ground.

The Female Corpse Venerable also lost her cultivation.

Proving that her domain restrained cultivation.

It not only restrained others but herself as well.

The issue was that without cultivation, the Female Corpse Venerable’s physique remained as that of a Venerate.

Still absolutely overwhelming for those in the Nascent Soul Realm.

She lifted a finger and gently flicked it.

A drop of essence blood oozed from her fingertip, turning into a bloody thread that easily pierced through the Sect Master’s abdomen.

Immediately after, like needle and thread, it instantly penetrated all the Divine Movement Sect experts.

As she hooked her finger.

The members of the Divine Movement Sect writhed in pain as they were strung together like human candied hawthorn, drawn before her.

The Nascent Soul Experts of the entire Divine Movement Sect were instantly captured!

The Female Corpse Venerable stepped out from the rocks.

Her gaze looked towards the center of the Heavenly Mountain Range.

The hundred-mile-wide gap, which was once the place where the Central Earth Great Sage perished along with the Heavenly Giant Emperor.

Like a pilgrim, she bowed deeply towards the Forbidden Land.

Then, carrying the Divine Movement Sect disciples, she headed towards the Forbidden Land.

Elsewhere.

Guided by Yue Mingzhu, they arrived at a valley.

A fierce battle had once occurred here, flattening the surrounding peaks.

On the mountainside, there were thousand-foot long sword scars and cracks made by a Wolf Fang Club.

Six ten-zhang tall Ancient Giants and over thirty incomplete human skeletons lay scattered around the valley.

It seemed to be a battle between ordinary Ancient Giants and mid-early Nascent Soul humans.

The result was extremely tragic.

Jiang Fan’s eyes showed a solemn look.

Six against thirty.

Such a staggering contrast in casualties was heart-wrenching.

A thousand years ago, how did humans achieve final victory?

Sensing many Spiritual Artifacts’ fluctuations and even the aura of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Treasures, Jiang Fan said:

"Search for anything useful individually."

"Do not disturb the remains of the Central Earth’s martyrs."

As for several Ancient Giants, Jiang Fan flew forward, his gaze sweeping over the pouches on their waists.

Taking them down, he emptied their contents.

All were remains of mighty figures from Taicang State who had perished ages ago.

At least they finally left that bloody sack after a thousand years of being trapped, finding relief.

Clink!

A moon-white long sword that hadn’t decayed and emitted a sacred glow fell out.

Spirit Sword?

Jiang Fan’s heart fluttered—could it be a Top-grade Spiritual Artifact?

If so, the Dayan Sword Array could reach Small Success!

However, upon a closer look, disappointment was unavoidable.

It was a Mid-grade Spirit Sword.

The hilt was engraved with the words "Mingxin".

Moreover, the style was delicate, obviously a lady’s sword.

Holding this sword, Jiang Fan immediately felt a surge of overwhelming righteousness.

The intensity of the righteousness made Jiang Fan feel a deep sense of guilt.

He remembered Gong Caiyi, the second woman in his life, yet he hadn’t given her any title.

He thought of Xu Youran, the woman who had been with him since humble beginnings, yet he hadn’t given her exclusive love.

He recalled all the schemes along his journey.

Inadvertently, he couldn’t hold this sword.

Letting it fall from his hand.

Jiang Fan smiled wryly: "The master of this sword should be one who walks the path of righteousness."

"It has no affinity with me!"

Jiang Fan wasn’t a villain, one could even call him a good person.

But, he was definitely not an open and above-board person.

He only knew two who fit the standard of "open and above-board."

One was Jiang Wuya, who punished the wicked and promoted virtue.

The other was Bai Xin.

"I’ll give it to Bai Xin, as a repayment for the Seven-star Treasure Sword she gave me back then."

Jiang Fan stored Mingxin Sword in a Jade Box.

Then, he cast several strands of Netherworld Ghost Fire, burning the Ancient Giants’ remains.

Yue Mingzhu tilted her head: "They’re already skeletons, are you afraid they might come back to life or something?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "No."

"I don’t want their remains to taint the land of Central Earth, disturbing the peace of Central Earth’s heroic spirits."

Yue Mingzhu watched Jiang Fan as if she saw the image of the boy from the times of the Human and Demon Clans’ great war on the Continent.

Time and experience had washed away the boyish innocence.

Only the sincere heart hidden beneath his cunning nature, like a mirror polished to purity, remained.

Clear and reflective, it captivated people.

She gently took Jiang Fan’s arm, her delicate head resting lightly on his shoulder.

Jiang Fan turned his head to look at her, puzzled: "Aren’t you going to search for opportunities?"

"Everyone has gained something."

Yue Mingzhu gently shook her head, smiling knowingly:

"No need."

"The greatest opportunity of my life, I’ve already found."

The encounter at the snowy cliff must have exhausted her life’s fortune, right?

Jiang Fan scratched his head.

Women’s thoughts are truly hard to decipher.

Soon, everyone returned one after another.

Fairy Yun Shang had the best luck, finding Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that could further enhance her Heavenly Fox Bloodline.

Jiang Fan’s eye twitched subtly.

He had barely managed to resist the influence of the Heavenly Fox Bloodline as his cultivation rose and wasn’t so easily ensnared by Fairy Yun Shang’s allure.

Now, it was all for naught as he would be tempted again!

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master was also fortunate, discovering a high-grade Earth-level mental method from a thousand years ago.

It could rival the core mental methods of the Divine Sect, perfectly suitable as the Sect Heart Method for the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion!

In addition, Ye Banxia and Hua Wuying also found some immortal elixirs that increased the chance of Opening the Acupoints.

Everyone else had more or less gained something.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan nodded in satisfaction.

If things continued this way, by the end of the day, everyone from the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion would have made abundant gains.

"Ming Zhu, it’s up to you now."

Yue Mingzhu nodded happily. This was her most fulfilling moment since coming to Taicang State with Jiang Fan.

Because she could finally help Jiang Fan.

With her ability to discern the land’s fortune, the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion was like a fish in water at the battlefield.

While other sects wandered blindly like headless flies, the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion had already ransacked one treasure-laden site after another.

And as they gathered great harvests.

The Hell Beast, also the Star Palace Palace Master.

He stood in the center of a mist.

In the fog, a dozen Ancient Giant remnants were kneeling on the ground in a circle.

Each of their skulls had a hole.

Showing that someone had pierced their skulls from the front, causing all their blood to flow into the depression at the circle’s center.

A thousand years passed.

The blood had long dried into black mud.

But, a faint aura remained beneath the underground mud.

The Hell Beast grinned: "Finally found an alive Giant King!"

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