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Whoosh—

A gust of wind blew past.

The phantom of the Azure Luan in the sky vanished in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the entire venue fell dead silent.

No one had expected that the ultimate technique unleashed with the full power of the Azure Luan Peak Master would be neutralized so effortlessly.

And what neutralized it was merely...

An inconspicuous broom!

It was so utterly ordinary, indistinguishable from a common broom. The handle was even wrapped in a coil of fraying hemp rope, and the middle of the bamboo bristles was completely worn bare, leaving a concave gap.

Yet it was this very broom.

It had blocked the full-force strike of a peak Soul Formation cultivator.

The crowd's gaze slowly followed the broom upward, eager to catch a glimpse of the newcomer's true face!

And so, they saw him.

It was a man, his feet lightly touching the ground as he stood directly in front of Ye Shu. His clothes fluttered gracefully. With his left hand resting behind his back and his right hand gripping the broom, he wore a gentle, breezy smile on his face.

He looked like a friendly boy next door, making everyone feel as if they were bathed in a warm spring breeze.

"Who is he? He's so handsome."

"Mom, I think I'm in love."

"I've never heard of this guy before. The Azure Mystic Sect actually has such an expert? He's really hiding his depths."

Just as everyone was reeling in shock and uncertainty.

A sudden sword chime rang out!

Clang—

Everyone's attention was drawn by the abrupt sword chime, and they subconsciously looked toward the sound.

A longsword hung horizontally in the void, shooting straight toward Zheng Yunshu.

Before Zheng Yunshu could even react, the longsword pierced straight through her abdomen, pinning her firmly to the ground like a butterfly on a specimen board.

"What?!"

Blood splattered as Zheng Yunshu's eyes widened in sheer terror.

The sword was planted less than an inch away from her dantian. Had it been slightly higher, her entire cultivation base would have been crippled.

She struggled, trying to pull the longsword out.

But a shadow suddenly blocked the sunlight above her head.

Lu Shouzhuo had appeared beside Zheng Yunshu at some unknown point. The sunlight shone from behind him, casting a cold, dark shadow over Zheng Yunshu's face.

Lu Shouzhuo stared at Zheng Yunshu expressionlessly.

"Move again, and you die."

Zheng Yunshu didn't dare to move a muscle.

The shadow of death constantly loomed over her. This seemingly wooden fellow before her was not one to reason with; if he said he would kill her, he truly meant it.

"Holy crap! What did I just see?"

"Where did this guy pop out from? Whoosh, and before I could even process it, that fairy from whatever peak was pinned to the ground."

"That was insanely badass, bro. Now that's a real man!"

"You might not believe me, but I just saw him over at the recruitment booths. He was standing next to the Profound Heaven Sword Lineage's booth, hugging a sword. He just glanced at me, and I nearly pissed myself."

"I can't take it, bro. I must join this Profound Heaven Sword Lineage immediately!"

With the strike of this sword!

The atmosphere of the entire disciple recruitment ceremony was once again pushed to a climax.

It was foreseeable that no matter how this incident ended, it would become the post-dinner gossip for the new disciples of the Azure Mystic Sect for a very long time.

Seeing Jian Wuhen and Lu Shouzhuo make their entrance.

Su Xiao let out a long breath and completely relaxed.

This was finally hitting the right spot. As expected of a Child of Destiny, they never lacked backing wherever they went.

Now, he just needed to sit back and enjoy the show.

As for Zheng Yunshu, who was pinned to the ground?

Irrelevant.

On the other side, Qing Wanyue, who had been intercepted, stared at the man who had suddenly appeared before her, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

"What is your relationship with this little thief?"

Jian Wuhen held the broom in one hand, shook his head, and smiled faintly. "I am merely a floor sweeper. Hearing the sudden commotion here, I was somewhat confused, so I would like to ask the Azure Luan Peak Master to clear up the confusion for this martial nephew."

"Clear up your confusion? Are you sure?"

Qing Wanyue sneered coldly. "You are nothing but a mere Nascent Soul cultivator. Am I supposed to explain myself to you? Are you even worthy?"

"Jian Wuhen!"

Just now, she had finally recognized the newcomer.

The Chief Disciple of the Profound Heaven Sword Lineage—Jian Wuhen!

It was just that the Profound Heaven Sword Peak was no more, having lost the qualifications to participate in most sect activities, which made her somewhat forget that such a person existed in the Azure Mystic Sect.

But she knew that this Eldest Senior Brother of the Profound Heaven Sword Lineage was the least talented among them. His master and junior brothers were all peerless geniuses who had entered the Golden Core stage before reaching adulthood. Only this Jian Wuhen could be considered utterly devoid of talent.

When he first joined the sect, he was just an ordinary odd-job laborer.

He merely had good luck. While guarding the mountain, he happened to encounter that person returning heavily injured on a rainy night. He carried them to the Medicine Peak and stayed by their bedside for three months, never leaving day or night. Only then did he luckily earn their pity and get taken in as a disciple, becoming the first true inheritor of the Profound Heaven Sword Lineage.

But even so, it was of no great use.

To this day, Jian Wuhen had been in the Azure Mystic Sect for a full sixty years, yet he had only barely broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. After that person left the sect, his cultivation completely stagnated.

A Nascent Soul cultivator in their fifties might be a genius in the outside world.

But placed in the Azure Mystic Sect, as the Chief Disciple of a lineage, and as the disciple of that person, he appeared completely mediocre.

"Whether I am worthy or not is yet to be known."

Jian Wuhen shook his head, his gaze neither haughty nor humble.

"It's just that for Martial Aunt Qing to strike in such a manner might be a loss of dignity. If these disciples who came to join the sect see this, they might think our Azure Mystic Sect is an unreasonable place."

He slowly raised his head, looking straight at Qing Wanyue.

"May I ask Martial Aunt Qing, has he ever offended you?"

"He has not."

"May I ask Martial Aunt Qing, has he ever met you?"

"He has not."

"May I ask Martial Aunt Qing, has he committed any evil deeds in the past that warrant you attacking him like this?"

"He has not."

"Good."

Having asked the three questions, Jian Wuhen nodded and said plainly, "Since Senior has never met him, and he has never done any evil in his life, why did you strike at him?"

"Hmph! Does a grand Soul Formation grand cultivator like me need to reason with a Foundation Establishment junior?"

Qing Wanyue snorted coldly, her killing intent chilling.

Since she already knew the future karma, there was no way she would let off the main culprit who would destroy the sect.

"I observe that this child has a sinister nature and absolutely cannot be spared."

"Oh?"

Jian Wuhen was somewhat curious.

"Martial Aunt Qing has never seen or heard of him, so how did you come to know of his sinister nature?"

Qing Wanyue replied coldly, "Just upon entering the mountain gate, before even officially joining the sect, he acted outrageously, insulted his fellow disciples, and injured his senior sister. Such insubordination, is that not sinister?"

Hearing this, Jian Wuhen finally smiled in relief.

"Insubordination?"

"Insubordination?"

He repeated it twice. Finally, he abruptly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as sword light, piercing straight toward Qing Wanyue. The intensity made her heart skip a beat in sudden trepidation.

"Then today, I shall also commit insubordination for once!"