The Husband was the Long Aotian

As they spoke, they reached in front of the canyon. They could see a group of people fighting with each other not far away from them. Xie Lutang was also in the crowd and fighting hard with a white-clothed young man. Qin Wanwan and Jian Xingzhi both saw them from afar. The moment their eyes landed on the white figure, Jian Xingzhi sucked in a breath of cold air as he exclaimed, “That rabbit!”

Qin Wanwan looked and realized that the white clothed man, who was entangled in a fight with Xie Lutang, was Jun Shu!

In addition to Jun Shu, Song Xinian was also present. Many cultivators from different sects were also fighting with each other. The scene was so chaotic that that it couldn’t be said who was fighting with whom.

“Jun Shu, you are a legend of Cultivation Realm. You have the intruded into the Sword Mound must be because of some reason, do you have the permission from your father?”

Xie Lutang’s sword fell like rain as he chased Jun Shu around. But Jun Shu coldly laughed: “So what if I don’t have permission? What does it has anything to do with you?”

As they fought, Song Xinian jumped onto the Sword Mound and began to look for something.

Qin Wanwan and the others stopped far away. As Qin Wanwan saw one fighting and one looking for something, she spoke up in confusion, “What are they fighting for?”

“Exactly,” Jian Xingzhi was also confused, “who knew where the hell this spiritual treasure is hiding. It still didn’t appear and they already started to fight?”

Jian Xingzhi shouted towards Xie Lutang: “Xie-daojun, why don’t we wait for the spiritual treasure to show itself first before start fighting?”

As his words fell, Jun Shu and Xie Lutang’s sword ruthlessly collided with each other. Xie Lutang just used a huge sum of spiritual energy in the Secret Realm and was pretty tired. And because of this, Jun Shu had full advantage to beat him even though he was a realm lower than Xie Lutang. The both fought fiercely, their swords met each other again and again as they both flew backwards at the impact.

“Xie-daojun.”

Qin Wanwan climbed down from Nan Feng and rushed to Xie Lutang’s side, helping him getting up from the ground.

Jun Shu fell behind Song Xinian who helped him up. At that moment, Jian Xingzhi also climbed down from Nan Feng and stood in the middle of the two groups. Raising his hand like appeasing two groups of children, he said, “Gentlemen, listen to my words.”

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other. Jun Shu stared at Jian Xingzhi, feeling familiar for some reason, but couldn’t pinpoint why. He looked Jian Xingzhi up and down and said with vigilance, “May I ask who this daoist friend is?”

“Me? I am Long Aotian,” Jian Xingzhi said as he pointed behind him to Qin Wanwan and Bai Suiyou, “these are my friends.”

Jun Shu did not say anything, he started speculating on the cultivation level of Jian Xingzhi’s origin. This person seemed to be only at Jindan Stage, but his aura was very powerful, didn’t seem like someone to be underestimate. That Xie Lutang was already enough trouble, now this Long Aotian also came to bother him.

Before confirming friends and enemies, Jun Shu did not dare to say too much. Jian Xingzhi looked around and proposed to everyone: “Everyone, the spiritual treasure still has not appeared, so it is not useful to fight right now. Why don’t you stop fighting and go find the treasure first? When the treasure comes out, we will set a standard for fair competition, OK?”

“No!” Xie Lutang lightly coughed blood and exclaimed, “Linglong Jade must not fall into their hands. I can not give them the opportunity to find the treasure.”

“Then won’t you be killed in the same treasure hunting?” Jian Xingzhi turned his head to look at Xie Lutang and scowled, “If you don’t listen to me, I won’t help you, do you think you can win the fight now?”

Xie Lutang’s face stiffened, Jian Xingzhi turned his head to Jun Shu: “What do you think? If you don’t agree, I will help Xie Lutang to defeat you.”

Jun Shu’s face became extremely ugly, this person in front of him spoke arrogantly as if he was their senior. He was afraid he(Jian Xingzhi) wasn’t someone he could afford to offend and bowed his head with clenched fists, “This gentleman has no opinion.”

Jian Xingzhi nodded and called Qin Wanwan: “Lao Qin, come here.”

Qin Wanwan apprehensively walked next to Jian Xingzhi, at that moment she felt like she was a ping pong table net partition, and could be attacked from both sides at any time. This C position gave her a lot of pressure, as she stood in front of Jian Xingzhi, her body couldn’t help but shiver.

Jian Xingzhi pressed his hand on her shoulder and pushed her forward while standing behind her: “Come on, feel it, where is your spiritual sword?”

Qin Wanwan looked up blankly at the two mountains of sword in front of her. She only felt something faintly calling her and her heart beating a little wildly in her chest, but couldn’t find where it was.

Seeing her not responding even after a long time, Jian Xingzhi raised his finger and pointed to the most sedate one on the mountain: “Hey, you come here.”

As he finished speaking, under everyone’s shocked expression, the sword quickly flew down from the mountain and stopped in front of Qin Wanwan.

The crowd was stunned, they always knew it was the sword who chooses its owner. The swords in the Sword Mound are very proud and arrogant beings, these sword spirits were famous even after the death of the souls of their hosts. Choosing a sword from here was similar to fighting to death, they have to prove their worth to the sword and tame them with all their spiritual energy just so that they could choose a good sword spirit. When did they see any sword spirit so obedient?

Jian Xingzhi completely ignored the shocked gaze and admiration of others, turned his head to Qin Wanwan as he introduced the sword to her: “This one is good, it had more than a dozen masters. It operates on the sin of killing intent but still hasn’t turned crazy. It’s a very mature minded sword, what do you think?”

Qin Wanwan did not speak, and just frowned at the sword. Jun Shu and others looked at Jian Xingzhi with shock and suspicion, cold sweat began to form as he grasped the jade flute in his hand tightly.

Xie Lutang looked at the summoned flying sword in shock and murmured: “Wen …… Senior Wen Yu……”

The sword spirit was recognized by Xie Lutang and bowed its head in shame, not daring to look at his direction.

Jian Xingzhi saw Qin Wanwan’s look, and ordered the sword spirit, Wen Yu to go back. He raised his hand again, summoned another sword and began to introduce it to Qin Wanwan again: “What about this one? This is a female sword spirit, it has a very good temper, but great fighting power. This is good too, do you like it?”

“Senior Feng Luan……”

Xie Lutang felt that everything in front of him was an illusion.

If one sword spirit was obedient then it’s a coincident, what about the others?

Jun Shu and others subconsciously took a step back.

As Qin Wanwan rejected them one by one, Jian Xingzhi thought and asked, “You don’t feel anything towards these swords?”

“I feel ……,” Qin Wanwan frowned, “as if someone, is calling me.”

Everyone looked over together and watched as Qin Wanwan move forward, “But it’s in the mountains.”

Saying that, she squatted down and placed her hand at the foot of the mountain.

The moment her hand was placed on the mountain, that sense of summoning something became even stronger.

Xie Lutang saw the situation and tensed up: “Sword Mound is so huge, why don’t Daoist Qin perceive a little more?”

Jian Xingzhi nodded: “I understand.”

The crowd was bewildered, not quite understanding what Jian Xingzhi understood. As they were wondering, they heard Jian Xingzhi speaking lightly, “Then I will dig this mountain and see if it is inside.”

Once the words came out, Xie Lutang’s face changed dramatically as he exclaimed in panic, “Senior! You can’t!”

Jian Xingzhi turned around with a frown, “Why not?”

“This is the Sword Mound, a place where the sword spirits reside. If you dig the mountain, I’m afraid they will surely hinder you from doing so.”

Hearing Xie Lutang’s words, Jian Xingzhi nodded: “You have a point.”

Xie Lutang breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could relax completely, he heard another bomb thrown by Jian Xingzhi’s mouth, “Then I’ll force them to move away.”

“There are so many senior sword spirits,” Xie Lutang listened in amazement, “It’s easier to say than done……”

“I want you all to move away and reveal the land beneath the mountain,” as Jian Xingzhi said, he turned around before Xie Lutang responded and ordered the sword spirits of the Sword Mound, “disperse quickly.”

The sword spirits were more sensitive than these ordinary people and noticed long ago that the person in front of them was strong and was someone from the top of power pyramid. It wouldn’t take him long to break them if they disobeyed.

In an instant, the two mountains of sword spirits uniformly squeezed to the side, emptying an empty space in the middle.

Jian Xingzhi looked at the mountains sword spirits and issued a warning: “I am giving you an hour, hurry up and find a new place to reside. Otherwise, I will demolish the mountain.”

As soon as the words fell, all the swords immediately flew out of the mountain and inserted themselves into the next mountain like a group of obedient children.

The crowd watched all this in awe, Jian Xingzhi clapped his hands and looked at Nan Feng before ordering: “Nan Feng, become bigger and dig this mountain for me.”

“Yes.” Nan Feng jumped off Qin Wanwan’s shoulders and immediately became an ant as big as a small mountain and began to plow the ground.

Xie Lutang looked at the mountain soil flying everywhere by Nan Feng’s digging and finally realized what was happening. With a ‘thud!’ he kneeled on the ground with a face that said he was completely unable to accept the situation. He blankly stared at the mountain that was being plowed and murmured: “Jianshan …… The ancestral foundation ……”

Qin Wanwan saw Xie Lutang’s confused and horrified expression and rushed to pull him up. While doing so, she desperately tried to comfort him: “Xie-daojun, don’t be so heartbroken. After I found my spiritual sword, I will tell Long Aotian to rebuild the mountain again so that the sword spirits can return. Oh, and the spiritual treasure, I will help you to find it. We will compensate, compensate… …”

“Yes, yes,” Bai Suiyou also hurriedly nodded and comforted Xie Lutang, “Daoist Xie, the mountain was just relocated for an hour. The sword spirits of Tian Chen Sect have no objection, so you do not need to blame yourself so much.”

Next to them, Jun Shu and his party were watching in horror as Jian Xingzhi ordered Nan Feng to dig the mountain. Song Xinian gulped in anxiety and couldn’t help but stuttered, “Young Master Jun, this …… this person is digging the Sword Mound of Tian Chen Sect …… Aren’t you afraid that the Linglong Jade will also …… also ……be robbed?”

Jun Shu took a deep breath, “I am.”

After saying this, he gritted his teeth and said resolutely, “We can’t miss this opportunity of ascension. We have many people with us, do not be afraid!”

Jian Xingzhi, like a contractor, dug the ground to its core by Nan Feng and watched from the side. With Qin Wanwan’s and Bai Suiyou’s comforting words, Xie Lutang calmed down a little, and was also able to accept the fact that it wasn’t his fault that the Sword Mound was dug. He drank a big mouthful of water offered by Qin Wanwan before looking at her: “Daoist Qin, I have a question. I still don’t know the reason why Daoist Qin and Senior Long came to the Tian Chen Sect.”

“I just wanted to find my spiritual sword,” Qin Wanwan replied a little embarrassedly, “Because of me, you guys have been troubled.”

“The Sword Mound of Tian Chen Sect is the place where all swords spirits return to. We are ordered by our ancestors that we should try to help all sword practitioners in the world to find their own spiritual sword.”

“Don’t worry,” Qin Wanwan understood Xie Lutang’s worry, “I know you’re worried, don’t worry, we’re not here to cause trouble for you.”

Xie Lutang nodded, Qin Wanwan hesitated for a moment and cautiously asked, “Daoist Xie, what are you searching here, exactly?”

“If I’m not wrong,” Bai Suiyou looked at Xie Lutang and said, “could it be the legendary Linglong Jade?”

Xie Lutang gave a helpless sigh and nodded his head.

Qin Wanwan was curious, “What is the Linglong Jade?”

“Linglong Jade, it is the thing that opens the door to ascend to the Immortal Realm.” Xie Gutang said in a low voice, “Has Daoist Qin ever heard of the Deng Xian Gate*?”

[T/N: In Chinese mythology, Deng Xian Gate or Longmen (lit. The Dragon Gate) is located at the top of a waterfall cascading from a legendary mountain. The legend states that while many carp swim upstream against the river’s strong current, few are capable or brave enough for the final leap over the waterfall. If a carp successfully makes the jump, it is transformed into a powerful dragon.]

“I have heard of it, this Dragon Gate is actually the legendary Immortal Ascension Gate.”

“Yes,” Xie Guotang nodded, “The Immortal Gate is real, it once existed as a gift from the Heavenly Dao to the dragon race, only the dragon race can cross the Immortal Gate and ascend. But a thousand years ago, a cultivator suddenly pioneered a secret method, in which, swallowing the Longdan of a dragon, a human can conceal his identity as a human cultivatior and ascend to the Immortal Realm smoothly. To ensure this secret method, one needs to raise a dragon, bound it by secret techniques and pills for nearly a hundred years, and finally take its Longdan. Only this way can you achieve the Longdan and the process be completed.”

“Compared to self-cultivation, the way to ascend to the Immortal Realm this way was simply a shortcut to ascension. Cultivators were eager to this method, and because of this, the dragon race was therefore tragically slaughtered and nearly extinct. Finally, the Dragon King and several major clans reached to an agreement, together, they destroyed the gate of the Immortal Gate in exchange for Linglong Jade. Stopping this brutal way of ascending to end this dragon race catastrophe.”

“But the Immortal Gate was not completely destroyed?”

Qin Wanwan immediately realized what the problem was, the dragon race was slaughtered, but what did those cultivators have to do with it? It must be because they were given some kind of benefit by the Dragon Clan. Now that the Deng Xian Gate appeared again, it must also be that the matter of destroying the Deng Xian Gate back then did not happened.

“Linglong Jade after all is the most precious treasure of the Immortal Realm. At that time, there weren’t many major sects within the Cultivation Realm so the Linglong Jade was divided into five parts and given to the five major sects. Linglong Jade always resides where the spiritual energy gatheres most. It is used for the sects to nourish the spiritual vein of the Secret Realm and is hidden. For example,” Xie Lutang raised his head, looking at the Sword Mound that was half dug up, he clenched his fists and control the heartache as he said, “The Sword Mound of the Tian Chen Sect is the perfect place for the Linglong Jade to appear.”

“Then,” Qin Wanwan didn’t understand, “why did the Linglong Jade suddenly appear again?”

“Because,” Bai Suiyou said with a mysterious smile, “someone re-captured the Green Dragon and rebuilt the Deng Xian Gate.”

“Such people,” Xie Lutang face was clouded, “are either those who are greedy for ascending to the Immortal Realm quickly, or ……” Xie Lutang voice sank down, “someone who was originally not allowed to ascend by the Heavenly Dao. That person must have known that he cannot ascend but still is trying impure methods to ascend. If the Heavenly Dao becomes angry, I am afraid that the road to ascension will be completely cut off from Cultivation Realm.”

“So, you want to search the Linglong Jade, because you are afraid that the latter kind of people will get Linglong Jade to ascension, and block the Cultivation Realm’s way to immortality?”

Xie Lutang nodded.

As they were pondering the situation, Nan Feng screamed with delight as something hard touched his hand. The moment it happened, Qin Wanwan felt her heartbeat increasing like a roller coaster.

Jian Xingzhi noticed the abnormality in her and swept his divine sense towards the place and saw Nan Feng digging something out.

The moment that thing appeared, Jun Shu, Xie Lutang and other people rushed forward at the same time. But Jian Xingzhi, as a veteran was faster than them. He raised his sword and slash forward as if cutting down the path.

“Wait a minute!” Jian Xingzhi stopped in front of the crowd and exclaimed.

Jun Shu restrained his impatience and looked at Jane Xingzhi coldly: “Daogun, you said you wanted a fair competition.”

“It is fair,” Jian Xingzhi turned his head to look at Jun Shu, “You will send one person from your side and we will do the same. I will draw a line here, when Nan Feng brings the treasure out, we will both rush forward at the same time. Whoever grabs the treasure will be the owner of it.”

Jun Shu smiled, glanced at the Song Xinian who also smiled and agreed, “okay, we will listen to the senior.”

“Xie Lutang,” Jian Xingzhi turned his head to look at him, “I’ll grab the Linglong Jade for you, but you have to protect Lao Qin.”

Xie Gutang smiled in delight and hurriedly cupped his hand, “Many thanks to the Senior!”

Two people from the two groups stood behind the line drawn by Jian Xingzhi first.

Nan Feng again began to dig the mountain to bring the treasure out of the ground. Jun Shu at that time glanced at Jian Xingzhi and asked curiously, “Senior, have you and I met before?”

“Maybe in your dream?” Jian Xingzhi moved his arms and legs and began to pull them left and right to lose the ligaments.

Jun Shu held the white jade flute and stood beside him leisurely, “Although we have met for the first time, I feel a sense of déjà vu.”

“Then don’t get close to me.”

Jun Shu: “……”

As they spoke, Nan Feng threw away the last bit of earth, and a silver longsword stuck in the earth was revealed, along with a piece of jade.

The moment the sword was completely exposed, a dozen rays of light penetrated from the earth and condensed above the sword. It was the moment, both Jian Xingzhi and Jun Shu rushed to the glowing place at the same time.

Jun Shu was a step slower than Jian Xingzhi, but next to him, Song Xinian was already prepared, to lunge an attack at Jian Xingzhi’s direction!

Qin Wanwan had no time to react, she could see Xie Lutang leaping forward with the speed of wind and stopping Song Xinian’s attack, the two fell to the ground.

The two sides again tangled in another fight, Jian Xingzhi and Jun Shu rushed to the glowing canyon. Together, the two stopped each other by pulling their hands and feet. Jian Xingzhi had Jun Shu’s head pressed on the ground while Jun Shu leaped up and grabbed his waist tightly, “Stinky rabbit*! Let go!”

[T/N: In case everyone forgot, Jun Shu once turned into a rabbit and went in Su Yueli’s divine sense and caught her red handed rolling under the sheet with another man.]

Hearing this term, the shadow of the time when the cannonball exploded and he fell into the latrine pit came crashing down in Jun Shu’s mind. Jian Xingzhi took this chance to kick him away and rushed forward to grab the jade lying beside the sword. He rushed out holding the jade and shouted: “Lao Qin, send you divine sense into the sword!”

Saying that, he led the crowd to the sword mountain not far away. Like a dexterous monkey, he grabbed the broken jade with one hand, holding on the sword hilt with the other, and jumping comfortably on top of the sword mountain.

Cultivators ran from everywhere to catch him. Jian Xingzhi stood on top of the sword mountain, like the king of fish in water, the swords of the entire Sword Mound surrounded him to protect him.

Qin Wanwan took advantage of Jian Xingzhi’s mess to rush into the mountain. She raised her hand to hold the rusty longsword that was still half buried in the ground. She just held the hilt of the longsword when she heard an ancient and deep voice sounding in her mind from afar.

“I am Yuan Ning, who are you?”

Once this voice came out, Qin Wanwan felt something surging into her heart. It was the call she had received after entering the Sword Mound. She held the longsword and opened her divine sense to pour out the spiritual energy to the sword spirit as she said the sword: “The Lady of Silent Mountain, Qin–“

She held the sword firmly with trembling hands and began to pull the sword towards him. She could felt a domineering force coming from the sword, fighting her to the death.

The sword shook, and the surrounding ground trembled with it. Everyone glanced at Qin Wanwan, and the crowd realized that this time the spiritual treasure was not only the Linglong Jade, but also this precious sword.

Jian Xingzhi has led everyone to rush up the sword mountain, they just followed him without thinking much about it. Jian Xingzhi jumped up and down to avoid the greedy crowd and watched Qin Wanwan in the light, holding the sword with all her might. She dragged it outward but because it was too hard, the flesh of her hand was torn open, blood poured down from the hilt above and slowly died the sword red.



The rust on the sword disappeared where the blood touched, revealing a polished and sharp surface. Qin Wanwan closed her eyes, thinking of nothing but confronting the sword with all her heart. When she felt the sword moving outward little by little, she pulled it out with all her strength and told her name to Yuan Ning: “Qin Wanwan!”

The moment the voice fell, a magic seal were drawn on her forehead from the sword spirit. Qin Wanwan fell backward, but before she could touch the ground, someone held her waist.

Qin Wanwan was gasping for air and was about to say thank you when she felt the sensation of a blade against her neck.

She was frozen in place.

“Fellow Daoist Long.” Bai Suiyou’s voice rang out from behind her.

Jian Xingzhi stood high up on Sword Mound and looked towards them and saw Bai Suiyou’s long sword had transformed into a dagger and was placed against Qin Wanwan’s neck.

He looked still the same as usual, his gaze was clear and clean, his temperament refined, even the action of threatening people was done with gentleness and elegance. Making it difficult for people to feel any malice from him.

“Bai Suiyou?” Jian Xingzhi frowned, Bai Suiyou tilted his head, smiled and spoke: “Hand over the Linglong jade.”




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[Small theater: 1]

Jian Xingzhi: I, the demolition team leader, advise you to leave within a quarter of an hour, or I will demolish the mountain.

Sword spirits: Lord, do not worry, we will immediately move our graves away.

[Small theater – 2]

Yue Lai Inn owner: Xie-daojun, I want to report a complaint to you. There is a person named Zhang San, he broke the signboard made by you. But when he brought the new signboard, I don’t know why, I fell down on my knees with a ‘poof!’.

Xie Lutang: that Zhang San, does he have another name, Long Aotian?

Yue Lai inn owner: I heard people call him that way.

Xie Lutang (cloudy expression): stop don’t bother. Just now, I saw him digging the Sword Mound. And like you, I also kneeled down with a ‘poof!’.