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Chapter Eighty-two: A Three-Year Promise

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  "How could it be him? Impossible, I have already defeated him at Danhai, his soul has long been scattered." Thousands of eyes were fixed on the young man on the mountain peak. When Leng Ye, the Young Master of Wanjian Sect, saw the meditating young man, he was shocked and stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief. The 23rd Elder was also the same, slowly turning his head to look at Leng Ye, who was also looking back at him, both of them gazing at each other in shock, neither daring to believe their own eyes.

  Lie Teng was almost one of the two who stared at death, Dan Hai broke through, which means that his soul flew away, how could he still not be dead?

  "What is this Six Layers of Soul Gathering? Who is this person? Why is Jian Fengzi staring at him? And, Jian Fengzi's eyes actually showed a hint of shock?" Lan Xinmei's gaze was fixed tightly on Lie Teng, her heart filled with astonishment, and Jin Tian also felt the same way, they both saw the fleeting shock in Jian Fengzi's eyes.

  "Are the two of you still going to compete with me for the next sacred artifact?" Jian Kuangzi's gaze returned from Lie Teng, glanced at Lan Xinmei and Jin Tian, and said calmly.

  Since the sword path friend has already obtained it, then this time the immortal artifact is a chance, I naturally won't compete for it. Lan Xinmei looked at Sword Frenzy with a hint of fear and said calmly, then turned to look at the cultivators in the distance and shouted: "Qingxiu Pavilion disciples follow me back to the sect!" After finishing speaking, Lan Xinmei's body flashed and reappeared tens of thousands of meters away. Jin Tian shook his head and shouted: "The three elders of Wanjian Sect have a name for Sword Frenzy, today it seems that not only is Sword Path Friend's personality somewhat crazy, but their strength is also impressive. As I said, my disciple has the fate to obtain the next immortal artifact, but no fate to use it." Jin Tian forced a smile and his body flashed, disappearing from the original place, reappearing tens of thousands of meters away, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

  Suddenly, the Sword Madman gazed at the thousands of cultivators who were still stunned and growled: "Are you thinking of snatching the Sub-Sage artifact from me? If not, where did you come from, get out of here!" The voice was deafening and contained the Sword Madman's cultivation, how could other cultivators resist it? It directly shook their blood and energy, making them wake up from their shock, and the tribe fled in a panic. In an instant, only the Wan Jian Sect disciples and Lie Teng were left around.

  Jian Fengzi's gaze turned back to Lie Teng, his body swayed, and he reappeared in front of Lie Teng. His tiger eyes stared at Lie Teng, revealing a hint of delight and anticipation. The other Wan Jianzong disciples flew towards Jian Fengzi, who slightly tilted his head, stretched out his right hand, and shook it gently. All the Wan Jianzong disciples stopped in their tracks, not daring to take another step forward.

  "Why are the three elders interested in this person?" Leng Ye had a bad premonition, especially when he saw Jian Feng's expression, his heart felt an inexplicable complexity, with confusion, tension and a hint of jealousy. The face of the twenty-third elder also turned somewhat pale, anxiously waiting.

  "What is this feeling?... Why do I have this feeling?" Lie Tong thought to himself, the sudden appearance of a strange sensation in the space when Jian Fengzi activated his sword domain left Lie Tong unable to comprehend it, nor did he know how to express it. But he had indeed felt it clearly, and as he carefully pondered, although he hadn't gained any insight, he seemed to have gained a deeper understanding. This understanding was too profound for him to express, and Lie Tong's cultivation was far from being able to grasp this level. The mysteries contained within this domain were not something that Lie Tong's current level could analyze. However, the fact that Lie Tong could sense it already showed the height of his enlightenment.

  When Lie Teng slowly opened his eyes, he saw a gentle smile gazing at him. Lie Teng was taken aback and suddenly sprang up, staring warily at the sword-crazy man in front of him. Instinctively, Lie Teng regarded the people from the Wan Jian Sect as potential enemies. Seeing the sword-crazy man's slightly furrowed brow, Lie Teng hesitated for a moment, thinking about the other's strength. He let out a sigh of relief in his heart, realizing that if this person wanted to kill him, he would have been dead long ago. Immediately, Lie Teng's expression returned to normal as he looked at the sword-crazy man and said: "Lie Teng has seen you before, senior."

  "Let's talk about what I've realized before," said Jian Fengzi, his eyebrows relaxed and his voice cheerful. The previous arrogance had disappeared without a trace, and his eyes were filled with a hint of expectation as he gazed at Lie Teng. But the disciples of the Wan Jian Sect were stunned - when did the crazy old man become so gentle? Meanwhile, Leng Ye and the 23rd Elder cried out in alarm.

  Lieteng furrowed his brow and looked at Sword Crazy, feeling shocked in his heart. Could it be that he had sensed something? After a long time of contemplation, Lieteng shook his head and said: "I don't know."

  "Haha, good one, you don't know, Lie Teng. Are you willing to become my nominal disciple? If within three years you can reach the Condensation stage and come find me at Wanjian Sect, I'll make you my disciple. What do you say?" Sword Crazy didn't disappoint him, instead he was extremely excited.

  "Named disciple?" Dozens of top masters from the Wan Jian Sect were stunned, staring at Jian Fengzi in shock, as if they couldn't believe what they had just heard. After a long time, they came to their senses and looked at Lie Teng with changed gazes, with a hint of jealousy. Even Dan Yin's top masters felt this way, especially Leng Ye, who almost wanted to swallow Lie Teng whole. Jian Fengzi was one of the three elders of Wan Jian Sect and one of its five strongest masters. What was important was that Jian Fengzi had never taken in a disciple before, despite his incredibly strong cultivation. He had once boasted that all the young generation of Wan Jian Sect were trash, none of whom he deemed worthy. Even the three junior sect leaders and nearly a hundred junior hall masters were scolded by Jian Fengzi as trash, but no one dared to speak out against him. In the entire Wan Jian Sect, there were less than three people who could shut Jian Fengzi up.

  At this time, he actually wants to take in this young man who has only reached the sixth layer of gathering spirit as a nominal disciple? And he's even taking the initiative? What does this mean? This young man has surpassed all the young disciples of the Wanjian Sect in this generation. If he becomes Sword Crazy's disciple, his status will undoubtedly soar to new heights, and he'll have the qualifications to compete for the position of Young Master of the Wanjian Sect. However, after the many disciples got over their shock, they all let out a sigh of relief - it was just a nominal disciple, after all. This person is only at the sixth layer of gathering spirit; reaching the stage of forming a dan in three years is almost like a pipe dream. Especially Cold Night and the 23rd Elder's backs were drenched with cold sweat. If Lie Teng becomes Sword Crazy's disciple, then they'll be in trouble. Although Cold Night is one of the three Young Masters, his status isn't much higher than that of Sword Crazy's disciples.

  "Three years to reach the Cong Dan? White ri is dreaming, countless cultivators spend their entire lives stuck at the sixth layer of gathering spirits, he's probably no exception either. And can he even survive for three years?" Leng Ye said coldly in his heart, he raised his head to look at the 23rd elder, and the 23rd elder also happened to turn around, both of their gazes met, and they saw through each other's thoughts.

  "Reach the Congealing Dan stage in three years? Become a disciple of a Shattered Void strongman?" Lie Teng's heart shook, and an unspeakable excitement filled his soul. If he had a master who was a Shattered Void strongman, would he still need to worry about being hunted down by Cold Night? More importantly, he would be one step closer to revenge. However, the three-year timeframe was too short. His master, Long Hezi, had not broken through to the sixth layer of Gathering Spirit in nearly two hundred years. Could Lie Teng break through to the Congealing Dan stage within three years? Lie Teng was uncertain, but that didn't mean he would retreat or accept his fate.

  Jian Fengzi did not urge Lie Teng, but instead gazed at him, watching the changes in his expression, and did not immediately respond. A hint of appreciation flowed out from Jian Fengzi's eyes.

  "Senior, if you can agree to one condition, I am willing to become your named disciple." After taking a deep breath, Lie Teng's gaze fixed on Leng Ye in the crowd behind him and said in a low voice.

  "Huh?" The sword fanatic raised an eyebrow, looking at Lie Teng in surprise, without any anger, and said: "Speak."

  "I have an irreconcilable feud with Leng Ye of your sect. If I reach the Dan-forming stage in three years, Senior agrees to let me duel Leng Ye to the death. But Senior must guarantee that Leng Ye and those 23 elders will not secretly kill me within these three years." Lie Teng took a deep breath and knelt down, pleading.

  In the past, Emperor Ri Xian told Lie Teng "A man has gold under his knees". Lie Teng remembered it in his heart, but this time, he knelt down. He knew that this time was enough to change his fate, and the strong man in front of him was worth kneeling for!

  Jian Fengzi's eyes widened in shock as he stared at Lie Teng, who was kneeling on the ground. He slightly tilted his head to the side, and his eyes sank into deep contemplation. Meanwhile, the disciples of Wanjian Sect were all stunned, their mouths agape. How could Jian Fengzi, who had been enemies with Shao Zong for three years, dare to engage in a life-or-death battle with Leng Ye, who had reached the Jiedan stage? Not to mention whether he could reach the Jiedan stage after three years, but also, as the young master of Wanjian Sect, how could Leng Ye's actual strength be so simple as to be at the Jiedan stage?

  His face was as cold as the night sky, with a fierce glint in his eyes and a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth. What difference would three years make?

  "Fellow disciples of the same sect, cannot kill each other." After a long time, Jian Fengzi said calmly, while Lie Teng's whole body shook violently, his face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes had a hint of unwillingness and helplessness.

  "But, fellow sect disciples can ascend to the decisive battle platform. If after three years they reach the Congealing Dan stage, they can go challenge Leng Ye. As for life and death, it's each person's fate, what can be done?" Jian Fengzi's words took a turn, and he smiled calmly. Lie Teng's eyes shook, and he suddenly lifted his head to look at Jian Fengzi, knocking his head three times in excitement: "Thank you, Senior!!"

  "Remember, three years from now, I'll be waiting at the Wan Jian Sect. Don't disappoint me! And in these three years, if anyone from the Wan Jian Sect dares to move a single hair or orders someone to hunt and kill, even if it's the sect master, I, Jian Fengzi, will take action!"

  Leng Ye's face was ashen, and Jian Fengzi's words were undoubtedly meant for him. But what could Leng Ye say? He had no choice but to accept it, even though he was a junior, he didn't dare to resist Jian Fengzi. In the cultivation world, strength was supreme, and even the Wan Jian Sect was no exception. If Jian Fengzi got angry and killed him, that would be the end of it, and no one would say anything.

  "Cold Night's eyes were fixed on Lie Teng, his face twitching slightly. In his heart, he sneered: 'Three years, then I'll give you three years. After three years, I will take your life.' But what Cold Night didn't know was that four years ago, he had already taken Lie Teng's life, yet Lie Teng was still alive!!"

  PS: Lie Teng is angry, Lao Han is also angry, brothers recommend votes to come over, what will it be like in three years?

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