Supreme Demon God

After many twists and turns, Mo Xiu finally joined the Seraphic Sword Sect.

Later, under the leadership of Shao Jianbo, he went to the outer sect and received the clothes and identity jade medals of the outer disciples.

"Wu Jue, tell me honestly, how did the people who entered the Desolate Mountain with you die?" Shao Jianbo asked suddenly.

"I don't know," Mo Xiu replied blankly.

Shao Jianbo stared at Mo Xiu for a while, and then said, "It's okay if you don't tell me, but you'd better pay attention to it. No matter how they died, people related to them will doubt you. It is very likely that they will come to trouble you."

"You mean Ji Ping, Nalan Xuewei's companion?" Mo Xiu asked.

"You still know Ji Ping!"

Shao Jianbo was slightly startled, his eyes flickered, and he shook his head, "Ji Ping will indeed avenge Nalan Xuewei, but the real trouble is not Ji Ping."

Mo Xiu glanced at Shao Jianbo and motioned to Shao Jianbo to continue.

Shao Jianbo: "Since you know Nalan Xuewei, you should know that one of the people who entered Desolate Ridge with you is named Wang Ying."

"I know," Mo Xiu nodded lightly.

"That Wang Ying entered the Seraphic Sword Sect at the same time as me. When we were outside disciples, many people were taken care of by him, and they owed his favors, but for some reason, his cultivation was stuck in the Spirit Vessel Realm, and therefore failed to become an inner disciple."

Shao Jianbo said solemnly, "Since he failed to become an inner disciple, those inner disciples who owed his favors cannot repay even if they want to, but this time, he died in Desolate Ridge, anyone would doubt you, those people will teach you a lesson even if they can't kill you in order to repay his favors."

Mo Xiu didn't care, but just asked, "What about you? You owe him a favor too?"

"That's not true," Shao Jianbo shook his head and denied, "If I really owe him a favor, I wouldn't have reminded you to be careful either."

Mo Xiu asked again, "Why would other people owe other his favors when they were also outer disciples at the time?"

"Although they are all outer disciples, Wang Ying's knowledge of cultivation is much deeper than others, even I am ashamed, and it is said that one of his brothers is also in the Seraphic Sword Sect, who is also the core disciple of the Seraphic Sword Sect. It's just that he kept it a secret to the outside world, and no one has ever taken the initiative to mention it, so no one knows who it is," Shao Jianbo replied.

Mo Xiu did not use the Soul Search Technique on Wang Ying, so he was not very clear about Wang Ying's affairs. Now, hearing what Shao Jianbo said, he had a deeper understanding of Wang Ying.

Those inner disciples who wanted to pay Wang Ying's favor were nothing, but Wang Ying's brother, the core disciple with an unknown identity was a little troublesome.

However, Mo Xiu's Divine Consciousness had always enveloped the entire Seraphic Sword Sect, and he knew everything in the Seraphic Sword Sect. No matter what the identity of Wang Ying's brother, he could always figure out a countermeasure before the other party came to his door, so the problem was not too big.

Seeing Mo Xiu not caring very much, Shao Jianbo couldn't help but wonder.

He just gave this fellow a kind reminder, not so optimistic about Mo Xiu, now that he had said everything that should be said, since Mo Xiu didn't care very much himself, he had nothing to care about.

He patted Mo Xiu's shoulder lightly, "Anyway, take care of yourself."

When he was about to leave, he promptly remembered something, then turned around and said to Mo Xiu, "By the way, your bragging problem should be corrected. You will be ridiculed when you spread it out, and there will be no benefit in doing that."

...

Although Mo Xiu succeeded in challenging Desolate Ridge, his cultivation was only in the Middle-stage after all, and he had just joined the Seraphic Sword Sect. Therefore, just like those who normally joined the Seraphic Sword Sect, they were only outer disciples.

Those who had normally joined the Seraphic Sword Sect through selection were very surprised to see that Mo Xiu returned from Desolate Ridge without incident, and had indeed become a disciple of the Seraphic Sword Sect.

Many people wanted to ask Mo Xiu for advice and see what was going on inside Desolate Ridge because half of them might have to challenge Desolate Ridge after a year, so it wouldn't hurt to know in advance.

With that said, Mo Xiu was too murderous, and his whole person looked too cold, always exuding a freezing atmosphere that spread thousands of miles away, so no one dared to talk to Mo Xiu.

Mo Xiu was not the kind of character that liked to publicize. After Shao Jianbo left, he returned to his room to polish his foundation and consolidate his cultivation.

The next day, at the agreed time, Song Shenxue came to see Mo Xiu in person.

"Who is that senior sister? Does our Seraphic Sword Sect still have such an unparalleled beauty too?"

"Oh my, it's a goddess in the mortal world, if I can kiss her even a bit, I can die in peace."

"Be quiet, that's Song Shenxue, the chief disciple of our Seraphic Sword Sect, the future Sect Master of Seraphic Sword Sect, if you let her hear it, your life will be over."

"Song Shenxue? What is she doing here?"

"It seems that she wants to take that Wu Jue to Sword Valley to pick a sword."

"Senior Sister Song personally wants to take Wu Jue to Sword Valley? What good deed did that Wu Jue do in his previous life? It's too enviable!"

...

A group of outside disciples began to discuss.

Mo Xiu didn't let Song Shenxue wait long, and came out of the room, and then followed Song Shenxue to leave the outer sect and head to Sword Valley.

It stood to reason that the outer disciples who entered the Seraphic Sword Sect would go to the Sword Valley to select the sword on the same day, but Mo Xiu did not join the Seraphic Sword Sect normally through selection, but through challenging the Desolate Ridge and joined the Seraphic Sword in accordance with the regulations. This was a special case among the outer disciples.

Because it was a special case, other outer disciples had already been to Sword Valley and had chosen their swords, only Mo Xiu was left.

Originally, there was no need for Song Shenxue to personally lead it. It was enough for an inner disciple to take charge of this kind of thing, but because Mo Xiu was special, Song Shenxue was personally responsible.

Sword Valley was the holy ground of the Seraphic Sword Sect, so the guards were very tight.

The guards of Sword Valley were not ordinary disciples, but more than a dozen deacons, and even two elders of the Seraphic Sword Sect sat there in person.

After greeting the two elders, Song Shenxue led Mo Xiu into the sword valley.

It wasn't until after entering Sword Valley that Mo Xiu grasped the whole picture of Sword Valley.

This place was indeed different. It was not an ordinary valley, but a valley made up of thousands of swords.

Those swords were of different shapes, colors, and ranks too, Spiritual rank, Magic rank, Artifact rank, Treasure rank, Profound rank, Divine rank... everything of all ranks.

Even if Mo Xiu was so knowledgeable and powerful in the past, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

If they were all ordinary swords, it wouldn't be a big deal, but this place even had a Divine treasure, which was definitely not simple, maybe there was a very high-level treasure here.

Mo Xiu searched around, trying to find the so-called treasure, but after watching it for a long time, he found nothing.

Song Shenxue stopped and said to Mo Xiu, "You should pick a sword first. If you can pull out the sword, it means you have been approved by the Sword Spirit. The Sword Spirit will show up and give you the sword personally. You have to be careful, your murderous aura is too strong and it may offend the Sword Spirit. Maybe before you can choose a sword, the Sword Spirit will attack you first."

"Murderous aura?"

Mo Xiu thought about it briefly, a thought flashed, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly faded.

"Huh!"

Song Shenxue suddenly gave a shock, looking at Mo Xiu, she felt a little weird.

Soon she couldn't help but ask, "Since you can suppress the murderous aura, why never suppress it?"

"If I'm a little bit murderous, fewer people will come to provoke me," Mo Xiu explained.

Song Shenxue was stunned, feeling a little bit unable to see through Mo Xiu for the first time.

She stared at Mo Xiu for a while, and shook her head slightly, "Although you can suppress the murderous aura, the Sword Spirit can see through people's hearts at a glance. If your mind is wrong, the Sword Spirit will still attack you, so it's not a matter of suppressing your murderous aura."

"See through people's hearts?" Mo Xiu sneered.

Although he hadn't seen the Sword Spirit here and he didn't know what was going on, it was absolutely impossible to see through his heart.

Anyone who wanted to spy on his heart would not only fail to succeed, but would also suffer a backlash, even the Sword Spirit was no exception.

Song Shenxue didn't know Mo Xiu's thoughts. Seeing Mo Xiu's disdain, she couldn't help frowning, "I'm not kidding you. If you think your life is not important, you can treat it like I didn't say it. "

When Mo Xiu heard this, he changed the subject, "Are there any taboos when choosing a sword?"

"There are."

Song Shenxue lightly nodded, "If you can't pull a sword out, don't pull it forcibly. In addition, the swords here are distributed according to rank. The deeper you go, the higher the rank, but the more pressure you need to bear. If you don't have the corresponding strength, don't go too far, just pick a sword with a lower rank."

Mo Xiu disagreed, and asked, "Can I only choose one sword? What if I choose two or three swords?"

"You can only choose one at a time," Song Shenxue replied very seriously.

"In other words, if I enter the Sword Valley several times, I can choose several?" Mo Xiu glanced at Song Shenxue.

Song Shenxue hesitated for a while but nodded finally.

"Last question."

Mo Xiu looked directly into Song Shenxue's eyes, "What kind of sword did you pick here?"

Song Shenxue was slightly surprised as if she didn't expect Mo Xiu to ask such a question.

But she didn't think there was anything to conceal about this question. She raised her hand and a long and thin sword appeared in her hand, it was crystal clear and transparent as if it were a sword made of condensation of water.

More importantly, this sword had no grade like the Abyss Demon Sword made by Mo Xiu.

"This sword is called Floating Snow. It has been with me for more than ten years. Only I can use it," Song Shenxue gave a brief introduction and then put the sword away.

Mo Xiu nodded lightly, did not continue to ask, but looked forward, his figure flew up and fell into the tens of thousands of swords.