Tai Shi Shi Tian Jue

Chapter 93 What right does this outsider son-in-law have?

"Greetings, Grandmaster!"

"Greetings, Grandmaster..."

Everywhere he went, people would come up to pay their respects. Although the sword cultivator was unruly, he was very polite within his own sect.

Although the Sword Sect has few members, its territory is vast, with dozens of mountains hundreds of meters high guarding the main peak.

Upon reaching the main peak, Chu Feng saw a giant tower, even taller than ordinary mountains, perched atop it. Above the tower's entrance were the three large characters "Sword God Tower."

"Sword God Tower?" An ancient and profound aura rushed towards him. Chu Feng was a little puzzled. In his previous life, the Divine Transformation Abyss where he obtained the Primordial Devouring Heaven Technique also had a similar aura.

Wen Zhenyuan smiled and said, "Little Chu, this tower is the treasure of our Sword Sect. Only core disciples who have passed the test can enter this tower. It has endless uses. You can go in and try it when you have time."

Chu Feng asked curiously, "Grandpa Wen, when we came up the mountain just now, we only saw a few dozen disciples..."

Wen Zhenyuan smiled and nodded, saying, "That's right. This is the main branch of the Sword Sect. The Sword Sects outside of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain are all branch sects of the Sword Sect. Only after passing numerous tests can the disciples of the branch sects have the opportunity to enter this place."

Chu Feng suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand now. The disciples here are the true core and foundation of the Sword Sect."

Wen Zhenyuan laughed and said, "My Sword Sect is a peerless sect. How could it only have a few dozen disciples? There are also some disciples who are in seclusion and rarely seen on ordinary days."

However, with the arrival of the Sword Sect's son-in-law today, all core disciples, regardless of their occupation within the sect, are required to pay their respects.

After saying that, Wen Zhenyuan stretched out his hand, and a small, crystal-clear sword appeared in his hand.

"Sword intent!" Chu Feng's eyes narrowed.

Wen Zhenyuan casually tossed the small sword away, and it transformed into several beams of light and disappeared: "This is the unique communication sword intent of my Sword Sect. As long as they are core disciples of my sect and are on the Tianwu Continent, they will be able to receive my messages."

Less than a breath after the small sword was sent out, Chu Feng saw groups of disciples arriving on their swords.

Each and every one of them is a natal spirit sword!

Wen Zhenyuan laughed and said, "Little Chuzi, I have seen your natal spirit sword. It is not badly forged. However, I can tell from your flying sword that what you are doing is not flying with a sword. You are using your true essence to control the flying sword, which is not elegant."

After Chu Feng fell unconscious, his spirit sword fell to the ground. The maid picked it up and casually tossed it aside. Wen Zhenyuan saw it when he went over.

A truly peerless swordsman can discern a person's character through their sword, discerning their cultivation level and even some secrets from the residual aura on the sword.

Chu Feng nodded. He hadn't had time to cultivate the sword control technique at all. When he was escaping, he had no choice but to use the flying sword to increase his speed.

If it weren't for his flying sword, Chu Feng wouldn't have been able to escape into the bathtub at all...

"Pei Tianqing greets Grandmaster!"

"Lu Yunze greets Grandmaster!"

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After a short while, dozens of sword cultivators stood in neat rows against the wind on the huge plaza in front of the Sword God Tower. Each sword cultivator was dressed in a white robe, with a small golden sword embroidered on each of the two long sleeves.

Some of the elders and high-ranking officials that Chu Feng had met before also came to the front of the Sword God Tower and stood in front of the disciples. They looked dignified and not to be underestimated.

In most sects, the higher-ups and disciples are separated, but in the Sword Sect, they are equal. From this point of view, Chu Feng could see that the Sword Sect was very different from other sects.

Wen Zhenyuan nodded to everyone and pointed at Chu Feng, saying, "His name is Chu Feng. He is engaged to Wen Mengting. From today onwards, Chu Feng is the son-in-law of my Sword Sect and also the future sect leader."

Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Sword Sect were all greatly shocked. When did the young lady meet this young man? How come there was no word of it at all?

Miss is the most beautiful fairy in the Sword Sect, the goddess in the hearts of the Sword Sect disciples. How could she be betrothed to a mere Yuan Dan stage boy?

His cultivation level is far lower than that of the young lady's two maids. Is this guy here to freeload?

Many disciples of the Sword Sect secretly admire the young lady, and now a son-in-law has fallen from the sky. What kind of situation is this?

However, since the old sect leader had already announced this matter, the Sword Sect disciples could only hide their dissatisfaction.

Chu Feng could tell from the looks in everyone's eyes that these people were very dissatisfied with him!

How can these guys accept that a beautiful flower has been picked by an outsider like themselves?

In the future, these kids will definitely make things difficult for you!

However, Chu Feng didn't care. Although his current cultivation level was only at the bottom in the Sword Sect, he would definitely dazzle them in a few months!

"May I ask the Sect Master, will Junior Brother Chu Feng also stay in the Sword Sect to cultivate in the future?" Pei Tianqing, who arrived first, suddenly stood up and asked with a bow.

Chu Feng glanced at the man; he was indeed handsome and talented, and his cultivation was also terrifying, yet he couldn't see through him!

It is estimated that he has at least the cultivation level of a King Realm cultivator. Chu Feng can basically tell the difference between cultivators below the King Realm, unless the other party's concealment method is very advanced.

Wen Zhenyuan said, "Whether the son-in-law will stay in the Sword Sect to cultivate is up to him. All you need to know is that this matter was decided unanimously by the Sword Sect's higher-ups and personally overseen by Aunt Hua. That's all."

Having lived to old age, how could he not know Pei Tianqing's thoughts? However, his own granddaughter must be of exceptional beauty to be worthy of him; disciples of the Sword Sect should not even think about it.

This kid is being clever by calling Chu Feng "junior brother," which is telling all the disciples that Chu Feng came later and has low cultivation, so he is not worthy of Wen Mengting at all. This is a public instigation to target Chu Feng.

Therefore, Wen Zhenyuan directly called out, "You brat, don't cause trouble. Even I have to bow down to Aunt Hua in the Sword Sect. Who do you think you are?"

Aunt Hua is personally hosting it, do you want to go and try your luck too?

Sure enough, as soon as Pei Tianqing stepped forward to speak, some of the disciples below began to whisper among themselves. As soon as Wen Zhenyuan mentioned Aunt Hua, the room fell silent.

Wen Zhenyuan glanced at the disciples standing below and said nothing more.

For Chu Feng to become the son-in-law of the Sword Sect, facing challenges is necessary, and it is also a form of growth.

It was inevitable that the Sword Sect disciples would provoke Chu Feng. They admired Wen Mengting, and now Chu Feng suddenly appeared and stole their dream girl. How could they feel comfortable with that?

A sword sect disciple without courage is unqualified, so fighting is inevitable.

What Wen Zhenyuan wanted to do was to tell the Sword Sect members that he could tolerate fighting within the rules, but if they challenged his bottom line and tried to secretly deal with Chu Feng, he would show no mercy.

Upon hearing that the Sword Sect's higher-ups had unanimously decided that Aunt Hua would personally oversee the matter, Pei Tianqing felt a jolt in his heart. It seemed that the matter was beyond redemption; anyone who dared to resort to underhanded tactics would be utterly destroyed.

Although some of his inner thoughts were temporarily suppressed, the resentment in his eyes could not be hidden.

What gives you the right, an outsider?