Chapter 104

Chapter 102: The Iron Sword Was Still with Him
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The disciples of Green Mountain had figured out what Jing Jiu was attempting to do, and it had caused an uproar.
He wanted to challenge the entirety of Liangwang Peak, because he intended to avenge Liu Shisui!
Of course, that might not have been the real reason, since Jing Jiu had clashed with Liangwang Peak even before this incident.
The disciples of Green Mountain spent most of their time practicing behind closed doors, but many people still knew what had happened at the Stream of Sword Washing a few years ago.
It was truly unusual for a disciple of Liangwang Peak not to respond to the challenge of a sword washing disciple.
Would Gu Han accept his challenge?
But this question couldn’t have any other answer.
A sword light moved.
Gu Han landed on the stone post.
I didn’t like you all this time, but I have changed my opinion of you today,
he said to Jing Jiu.
What Gu Han meant was that Jing Jiu stood up for Liu Shisui, challenging all of Liangwang Peak.
Jing Jiu understood what he said.
I haven’t changed my opinion of you,
he retorted.
Many years ago, Jing Jiu had taken a dislike to Liangwang Peak as it had gradually gained a special status on the Green Mountain.
And many years later, he still disliked Liangwang Peak, especially that fat fellow and Gu Han.
Of the two, Jing Jiu disliked Gu Han the most. This dislike had something to do with his current disciple Gu Qing, but was mostly because of Liu Shisui.
It may have been because of that night four years ago in his manor cave by the stream, when Liu Shisui mentioned Gu Han too many times, called him Big Brother Gu far too casually, and said Gu Han was a
nice guy
.

Even if you have entered the State of the Undefeated, you are still not my equal.


I know I have a bad temper,
said Gu Han, looking at Jing Jiu,
but my swordsmanship is immaculate.


As I have told you before, in my opinion, all your methods are wrong,
said Jing Jiu.
If all their methods were wrong, then their swordsmanship was problematic as well.
Gu Han remembered very well that he had made this remark to Guo Nanshan on Xilai Peak three years ago.

Then let us prove it.

Gu Han waved his sword sleeve lightly.
A white ray of sword light rose skyward.
The clouds in the sky suddenly stirred up.
Everywhere the sword light passed, a faint sound of thunder could be heard, along with countless tiny light filaments, like compressed lightning.
Gu Han employed the Eight-Sides sword style of Bihu Peak!
But surprisingly Jing Jiu’s sword was even faster; it arrived earlier than Gu Han’s sword even though Jing Jiu’s sword had started moving later.
The two flying swords met between two stone posts, the clash exuding a loud booming sound.
Along with the air wave, the iron sword flew back diagonally.
Regardless of how much Sword Source Jing Jiu’s sword had, there was no way it could rely on speed alone to make up for the difference in their Cultivation states.
Gu Han looked at him quietly.
The white sword light moved relentlessly forward.
His expression unchanged, Jing Jiu reached out to hold the sword hilt and turned around.
Whoosh!!!
His figure disappeared from the stone post.
The next moment, Jing Jiu appeared on another stone post one hundred yards away.
Yet at the same time Gu Han’s sword arrived as well.
It seemed Jing Jiu could see what was happening behind him. He rode his sword to dodge Gu Han’s incoming sword and came to the midst of a cluster of cliff walls north of the stone forest.
The iron sword traveled in front of the cliff walls. Without the clouds shrouding the cliff walls, the fast-moving iron sword could be seen clearly from the ground, causing many surprised screams.
People didn’t expect Jing Jiu’s sword could move so quickly, and he rode his sword just as fast.
Gu Han’s flying sword followed Jing Jiu like a maggot sticking to meat. It gradually shortened the distance, but couldn’t catch up just yet.
If someone riding a sword could compete with a flying sword, just how fast was Jing Jiu travelling?
So far, this swordfight was the reversed situation of the previous duel.
Jing Jiu seemed like Ma Hua was in their previous bout, in a constant defensive position.
Now that Gu Han had the absolute advantage, he didn’t want to miss the opportunity. He gave his sword an instruction by pinching his fingers of right hand, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
The white sword light suddenly lengthened, striking down toward the cliff wall.
The iron sword abruptly turned and dodged the striking sword, fleeing with Jing Jiu on top.
The white sword light stroke again.
The iron sword dodged again.
A few deep sword cuts were visible on the cliff wall. The broken shards of rock fell down with a rattling sound.
Jing Jiu rode the sword farther away, and the white sword light chased closely behind. Soon they came to the western end of the stone forest.
Here the stone posts were sparsely positioned; the distance between any two stone posts was about one thousand yards.
Jing Jiu stopped on a stone post as the sword light faded.
Currently Jing Jiu was about one mile away from the stone platforms in the cliff, and he became a black dot in the eyes of the spectators.
Even though Gu Han was a swordsman in the upper state of the Undefeated, he couldn’t summon a sword attack from such a long distance.
After a sneer, Gu Han stepped on the recalled sword, heading toward where Jing Jiu was.
Soon, innumerous flashes of sword light were visible in the western end of the stone forest. The stone chips scattered everywhere and the dust rose up, reducing the visibility for those disciples who had a low Cultivation state.
The disciples knew the fighting was extremely intense over there, but they couldn’t see so well, so they felt rather anxious.
Some brave disciples rode their swords to get to the upper level of the stone forest, without regard for the rules.
Many masters on the stone platforms stood up looking in that direction.
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…

The Endless sword style is indeed like a snowfall. I think the Seven-Plums sword style is more suitable for blocking the route. Gu Han is using them so proficiently that it looks like he has done diligent work for many years.


Look, is Big Brother Gu still using the Eight-Sides sword style? It looks like even the big brothers on Bihu Peak can’t use the style as well as he does.


Big Brother Gu knows the Six-Dragons sword style the best. It’s no wonder that Gu Qing learned this style before.


He can use the true sword style of the third peak so effortlessly. Big Brother Gu truly deserves the top three ranking on Liangwang Peak. He is admirable.


Don’t forget, Big Brother Gu is from Tianguang Peak. He hasn’t used the Inherited Heaven sword style yet.


What about the deadly sword style of Liangwang Peak? That is his real sword technique. If he used that sword style, Jing Jiu would lose badly.

Besides all these compliments, many people recalled another fact.
Gu Han had a very high level in sword Cultivation, and his use of different sword styles was even more amazing.
But.
Jing Jiu’s iron sword was still with him.
Regardless of how badly his sword was beaten back, after a while people would see his sword light reappear in their sights.
It was shocking.
If he had truly only just now entered the State of the Undefeated, how could he survive Gu Han’s powerful and deadly attacks for so long?
The peak masters and the elders could see very well the fighting taking place a mile away.
They were certain that what Jing Jiu used was the Nine-Deaths sword style of Shenmo Peak.
It was rumored that before his ascension, Senior Master Jing Yang hid the sword manual of the Nine-Deaths sword style and the Thoughtless Sword atop Shenmo Peak, which had been found by Zhao Layue that night.
The rumor had been proven to be true.
What surprised them the most was that Jing Jiu used the sword style so proficiently that it didn’t look like he had practiced it for merely three years, but as if he had practiced it for three hundred years. Moreover, he employed the Nine-Deaths sword style in a manner different from how the style was rumored to be.
In the minds of these elders, Senior Master’s sword style had been deadly, and yet Jing Jiu’s style was so serene.
Yes, the Nine-Deaths sword style Jing Jiu employed was very serene. It did not involve charging forward without regard for one’s own life. It seemed its serene mood came from having understood life and death.
The iron sword remained serene from beginning to end, no matter how powerful and lethal Gu Han’s sword light got. The iron sword didn’t look as if it were at a disadvantage.
The sword fight carried on for merely a few minutes. For a duel, it wasn’t long.
But in Gu Han’s eyes, it was quite embarrassing for the duel to last so long, and the worst part was that he still hadn’t defeated Jing Jiu yet. He couldn’t stand such a stalemate.
He decided to end the fight as quickly as possible.
Gu Han whistled once.
His flying sword disentangled from the iron sword, turning into a bright white light ray. At high speed, it headed toward Jing Jiu’s forehead.
Without any obstruction, the iron sword pierced the air toward Gu Han almost at the same time.
Gu Han crossed his hands in front of his chest, his expression unchanged, generating a powerful energy in the air in front of him.
Upon seeing this, Chi Yan raised his eyebrows. He knew what Gu Han was about to do next.
An elder yelled out with surprise in his voice.
The Locking Autumn by Cold Well!

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nls77036 Tsundere Jing jiu letting out some of his dere


Ebony Why does this make me think of Shisui having a crush on Gu Han but getting his heart broken?


EdwardR Do you think Jing Jiu dare to slice him into half?


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Chapter 103: Breaking the Sword
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The Locking Autumn by Cold Well was the ninth form of the Snow-Flowing sword style of Shangde Peak.
This form wasn’t a true sword method. It was devised by the first Peak Master of Shangde Peak when he stood by the cold well on the peak, which was used especially against flying swords.
Gu Han was about to use this secret method to lock Jing Jiu’s flying sword.
Even though he had this secret method, it was still very risky to handle a fast flying sword with one’s bare hands.
The disciples of Green Mountain who learned the Snow-Flowing sword style only employed this form under extreme circumstances.
Gu Han thought he had the combat situation completely under control, so his confidence was at its peak. He didn’t take Jing Jiu seriously at all.
Gu Han pinched his two fingers of his right hand together like a dagger, and opened all five fingers of his left hand, resembling the full moon.
With a buzzing sound, the iron sword was trapped inside and regardless of how hard it vibrated, it couldn’t escape.
This was The Locking Autumn by Cold Well!
He had successfully locked Jing Jiu’s flying sword.
The next moment, Jing Jiu had to decide how to handle the incoming sword.
Everybody thought the outcome had already been determined, since Jing Jiu had no sword with him at that moment.
Without his sword, Jing Jiu couldn’t ride his sword along the cliff walls like before, and he had to block the incoming sword with his own body.
Though practitioners like Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui had bodies more solid than rocks after achieving the Tempered Will of the Sword, how could he withstand the force of a flying sword?
Some elders were ready to come to his rescue.
Though the distance was quite far-off between the battlefield and the stone platform, a few swordsmen in the State of Broken Sea on the platforms were likely able to save Jing Jiu’s life.
Zhao Layue stood up and stared at the battlefield with a look of concentration on her face.
A sudden gust of wind in the mountain tousled her hair.
In front of the platform, the hovering Thoughtless Sword vibrated slightly, exuding humming sounds, as if it were ready to take off at any moment.
No one noticed that the cold Three-Foot Sword, which was positioned ahead of the Thoughtless Sword, vibrated a little bit as well.
In the end, the Thoughtless Sword didn’t take off, and the Three-Foot Sword didn’t move either.
Countless surprised screams came up one after another.
Because Gu Han’s sword had failed to reach Jing Jiu.
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…
The wind was also blowing above the stone forest.
Jing Jiu’s body disappeared with the wind, as if he were made of the lightest sand, blown away without a trace.
The next moment, he reappeared in the sky, accompanied by a dozen rays of sword light.
The rays of sword light came out from his body.
The strands of his hair and clothes fluttered in the wind, with each strand looking like a sword.
…
…
The Peak Master of Qingrong stood up and stared in his direction. A strange expression showed in her eyes for a second, and her sleeves trembled slightly.
What kind of magic method did he use to travel one hundred yards in the air?
Without a sword, a swordsman in a high Cultivation state could still travel in the air by stepping on sword energy, which Guo Nanshan had performed earlier.
But Jing Jiu had just entered the State of the Undefeated. How could he have already learned such a difficult method?
The most surprising part was that he traveled incredibly fast, and much faster than the magic method Guo Nanshan used. It even put some people in mind of the Heaven-Earth Travel method of the Center Sect!
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…
Jing Jiu appeared in front of Gu Han.
Gu Han didn’t expect this, since he was busy controlling Jing Jiu’s sword by using the Locking Autumn by Cold Well.
Jing Jiu placed his hand on the sword hilt, pushing it sideways.
Gu Han’s hands couldn’t lock Jing Jiu’s sword anymore.
Clink!!!
The iron sword penetrated Gu Han’s body.
The fresh blood trickled out from the tip of the iron sword, dropping down from the sky.
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Seeing the scene a mile away, Guo Nanshan’s look turned very grave.
He knew Senior Master Chi Yan or other senior masters would not offer any help.
They could see very well that the Jing Jiu’s iron sword had penetrated the right-hand side of Gu Han’s chest. It was not life-threatening, though it could cause a severe wound.
The senior masters believed that Jing Jiu would stop when he was certain that he had won the sword fight.
But Guo Nanshan didn’t think so, and he had a very bad feeling about this.
He could sense Jing Jiu’s murderous intent even at a mile away.
He knew the relationship between Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui.
It didn’t matter that the former master-and-servant pair hadn’t seen each other for three years, or that Liu Shisui had expressed disappointment at Jing Jiu earlier that day.
Liu Shisui hadn’t confessed that he went to Jing Jiu’s place that night, no matter how badly Shangde Peak tortured him.
Liu Shisui had now ended up in a horrendous condition. What would Jing Jiu do to avenge him?
Jing Jiu was not hardhearted.
If he were hardhearted, why would he challenge Ma Hua and Gu Han?
Guo Nanshan knew he had to help Gu Han. He was worried Gu Han would die otherwise. So he had to do something, regardless of how he would be punished later.
At that moment, some other people also realized that something had gone wrong.
Jing Jiu didn’t pull back his sword. He pushed Gu Han northward toward the cliff wall.
Gu Han had already been seriously wounded. Did he really want him dead?

Stop!

The disciples of Tianguang Peak and Liangwang Peak screamed, but they couldn’t prevent the tragedy from happening.
However, a calming sword light passed the stone forest and arrived at the cliff walls from one mile away.
Seeing this rainbow-like sword light, the disciples felt relieved.
Earlier this sword light had stopped Liu Shisui when he tried to kill Jian Ruyun by using Devil Fire from a deviant method.
A Big Brother in the state of Free Travel had come to the rescue, so there was nothing to worry about.
The powerful sword light pierced toward Jing Jiu’s back.
If Jing Jiu wanted to block this piercing sword, he had to turn around, pulling out the iron sword from Gu Han’s body.
Yet nobody had predicted what would happen next, especially Guo Nanshan.
Jing Jiu didn’t do anything.
Jing Jiu didn’t pull out his sword, and didn’t turn around. It seemed as if he didn’t know a sword light was coming up behind him, about to cut him in half.

No!

Guo Nanshan yelled in his mind.
He saw Jing Jiu release his hands from the hilt and stop pushing Gu Han.
Why didn’t you dodge or block?
Guo Nanshan didn’t have time to think about it, but he knew Jing Jiu would die for sure if his flying sword dropped down on him.
He knew Jing Jiu was a special talent in swordsmanship, and many masters secretly had high expectations for him.
If Jing Jiu continued hurting Gu Han, he would kill Jing Jiu without hesitation.
But under the circumstances, he couldn’t, and he didn’t want to kill Jing Jiu.
However, he had just entered the State of Free Travel, and driving a flying sword over the distance of a mile had already neared the limit of his ability, so he couldn’t control a faraway sword as well as he wished.
With a groan, Guo Nanshan abruptly diminished his Sword Pill and forcefully took back the Sword Source, attempting to halt the flying sword one mile away.
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The rainbow-like sword light vanished.
The flying sword finally halted.
The tip of the sword was merely two yards away from Jing Jiu’s back.
It was very dangerous.
Suddenly, Jing Jiu turned around and reached out his arms, squeezing the flying sword between his palms.
It looked like he was pressing his palms together in a Zen courtesy gesture.
With a startled expression, Guo Nanshan attempted to call back his flying sword, but it didn’t work.
Though he was in the state of Free Travel, a Cultivation state much higher than Jing Jiu’s, his sword was in Jing Jiu’s hands, one mile away from him.
And Jing Jiu’s hands were even more powerful than Gu Han’s Locking Autumn by Cold Well!

The Benevolent Hands!

The Peak Master of Yunxing stood up, surprised. How could Jing Jiu have learned the secret method of the Fruit Formation Temple?
Many peak masters and the elders who recognized the method and had the same thought somehow remained silent.
The Peak Master of Xilai finally put down the teacup he had been holding, and narrowed his eyes in their direction, his expression solemn.
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…
Jing Jiu separated his hands, sliding them along to both ends of the sword and holding them firmly.

Don’t!

Someone yelled.
Jing Jiu didn’t pay attention to it, and bent the sword forcefully.
The flying sword curled gradually in his hands, emitting a dreadful noise.
Blood trickled out between Jing Jiu’s hands and the blade of the sword.

Please have mercy.

Someone’s voice echoed among the peaks.
Jing Jiu looked at Guo Nanshan quietly one mile apart.
Snap!!!
The flying sword was broken in half.
Guo Nanshan spat out a mouthful of blood.
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hitabox Ooohh. Wonder what’ll happens when one loses one sword. Would you still be able to choose another one? ;-;. From the beginning, it shows that many swords was willing to follow Jing Jiu on that Shenmo peak? Wonder a person can control/own more than one sword.


LongSongGolden Woohoo, savage AF.


Charme Yes it is possible. It was said in previous chapters that there was once one master of two peak mountains.


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: The Sword Body
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Guo Nanshan had just entered the State of Free Travel, so he couldn’t control his sword properly from a mile away.
Guo’s sword was destroyed at such a long distance, but the distance didn’t mean his wounds were any less severe.

Shameless!

The disciples of Liangwang Peak were extremely angry as they took off upon their swords.
Dozens of sword lights illuminated the stone forest, making their way to the western end of the stone forest to fight Jing Jiu.
Chi Yan rode his sword to the top of the stone forest, waving his sleeves.
A swordsman of the State of Free Travel attacked, overpowering the young disciples.
A sudden gust of strong wind caused their sword lights to wobble and weaken, so the disciples had to retreat to the cliff.

What are you doing?
Chi Yan bellowed sternly.
Do you want me to punish you in accordance with the rules of the sect?

The disciples of Liangwang Peak were too angry to listen.
Guo Nanshan looked at these young brothers and sisters, wiping off the blood from the corners of his mouth.
I was careless. It’s not his fault.

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…
It was eerily quiet on the cliff.
Many people stared at Jing Jiu.
Their emotions were complicated. Some were hateful, and some were angry, but most of them felt shocked.
Jing Jiu had done something unimaginable.
He picked Liangwang Peak as his opponent, showed that he was now in the State of the Undefeated, and defeated Ma Hua with ease.
And then he defeated Gu Han, who was ranked third on Liangwang Peak.
The most shocking part was that he had broken Guo Nanshan’s sword!
Jing Jiu’s hands had been the crucial factor.
He had closed his palms together to squeeze Guo Nanshan’s sword.
The reason Gu Han dared to use the Locking Autumn by Cold Well was that his Cultivation state was much higher than Jing Jiu’s, so it was reasonable to use such a dominating fighting method.
But Jing Jiu’s Cultivation state was much lower than Guo Nanshan’s, so why did he dare do so?
It couldn’t be explained by courage alone.
Regardless of the Locking Autumn by Cold Well or the Benevolent Hands of the Fruit Formation Temple, to lock a flying sword with two bare hands required the Sword Source to be activated beforehand.
Jing Jiu knew Guo Nanshan would send out his sword, and had predicted the exact time of his incoming sword, so he had been waiting for it!
This fighting method was unthinkable. After the disciples calmed down and recalled the details of the fight, they couldn’t help but feel dreadful, though they couldn’t pinpoint which part was actually dreadful.
The peak masters and Chi Yan saw the battles and also understood them very well. Jing Jiu had relied on his predictions of the battle conditions to defeat Gu Han.
He had taken Gu Han’s personality and possible responses, the distances between the stone posts and the location of the cliff walls into account, and had even taken Guo Nanshan’s reaction into consideration.
So Guo Nanshan was defeated even before he had even wielded his sword.
Such powers of prediction…
With the mountain breeze ruffling his white eyebrows, the Peak Master of Xilai pondered. Jing Jiu would actually be able to challenge Tong Yan on the chess board at next year’s Plum Meeting.
All those who witnessed the sword fights had to admit that Jing Jiu demonstrated superior sword strength and Cultivation prowess, but many disciples were still not quite convinced.
Especially the disciples of Tianguang Peak and Liangwang Peak.
They felt it was unfair for Guo Nanshan.
Guo Nanshan was the principal disciple of the Sect Master and the top disciple of Liangwang Peak, and had a high reputation among his peers.
Today was the first time he demonstrated the power of his State of Free Travel.
Even if Jing Jiu had a rare talent for swordsmanship, how could he be an equal to Guo Nanshan in combat?
Many disciples believed that Jing Jiu would have been dead already if their Big Brother hadn’t forcefully halted his sword, as he didn’t want to hurt Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu should have been grateful for it, but instead he took the advantage of the situation. He truly was shameless.
However, they didn’t realize that it had become a battle of two against one when Guo Nanshan got involved, though he wanted to save Gu Han.

Before I call ‘stop’, nobody is allowed to draw their sword. Otherwise, it’s a violation of the rules. And worst of all, he attacked a senior master from behind.

Chi Yan looked at the angry disciples.
Shangde Peak will not charge him for offending a senior, considering his attempt to save a colleague,
he said sternly.
Having heard this, many of the disciples realized the seriousness of the situation, but felt even more irritated.
Jing Jiu was not a regular disciple participating in the Sword Trial.
He was a senior master.
Though Gu Han was badly wounded, his life wasn’t in any danger. After some simple treatments, he was brought back to the arena by his young brothers.

If you think you are so invincible, you should have come out when Liu Shisui was in trouble,
Gu Han said angrily to Jing Jiu.

I came out at that time, but it looks like you were not quite prepared for the outcome,
Jing Jiu retorted.
This remark received more angry gazes.
Zhao Layue stood up.
A glowing light-blue precious orb fell down from the sky, which came from the far end of the Green Mountain Formation, and arrived at Zhao Layue’s side. She grabbed it and put it in her sleeve.

Shenmo Peak wants one spot for the Plum Meeting.

Having said that, Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu took off, riding her sword.
The red sword light drew a pencil-like straight line, heading toward Shenmo Peak.
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By dusk, the Sword Trial of Green Mountain was over.
Yao Songshan and other eight disciples were qualified to take part in next year’s Plum Meeting.
The last remaining spot was of course Jing Jiu’s, though he didn’t stay till the end.
Zhao Layue had requested the spot as the Peak Master of Shenmo, and Jing Jiu had defeated Gu Han in a fair fight. Everyone had to admit that he was absolutely qualified to represent the Green Mountain Sect at next year’s Plum Meeting.
The masters and disciples of the peaks gradually dispersed. All of a sudden, the sky was filled with rays of sword light. The sunset looked as if it were being sliced into countless red ribbons.
But a few peak masters stayed behind.
It was quiet on the stone platform, illuminated by the sunset.
As the principal disciple of the Sect Master and the top disciple of Liangwang Peak, Guo Nanshan had a high status in the Green Mountain Sect, even higher than the regular elders.
The methods that Jing Jiu had used to hurt Guo meant that he had to pay for what he had done, even though he had a status of senior master.
Currently only four young people and a bunch of monkeys were on Shenmo Peak, so they didn’t have so much power in the Green Mountains.
The peak masters didn’t express any opinions, and wanted to protect Jing Jiu. Earlier, Tianguang Peak had kept silent as well, not to mention Elder Me, who had appreciated Jing Jiu all along. Bai Rujing didn’t say anything either.
There was only one explanation for it.
They realized that for the Green Mountain Sect, Jing Jiu was more important than Gu Han, and even more important than Guo Nanshan.
Though Jing Jiu was excellent at employing various sword methods and had superior powers of prediction, he had to have actual, tangible skills to achieve what he had done today, which was beyond everybody’s expectation.
Even now, those peak masters still couldn’t forget two scenes from the earlier battles.
One was Jing Jiu squeezing the sword with his two bare hands.
The other scene was when Jing Jiu suddenly disappeared from the stone post and reappeared in an instant in front of Gu Han while he was locking Jing Jiu’s sword.
These peak masters were important figures of the Green Mountain Sect, and they had seen many geniuses and unimaginable things in their long Cultivation careers. But why were they so impressed by those two scenes and yet so cautious? Because they had noticed a detail in those scenes.
When Jing Jiu stepped on air and appeared in front of Gu Han, his fluttering clothes and even the strands of his hair emitted rays of sword light.

Was it…the Sword Body?

There was a hint of hesitation in the voice of the Peak Master of Yunxing, as he wasn’t sure about his assessment.
There had been a conjecture in the Cultivation circle. If the Sword Pill in a practitioner didn’t combine with the flying sword, but combined with the practitioner himself, what would happen?
This question had no answer but merely a conjecture: the result would be the Sword Body.