Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 1235: Chapter 533: Zhao Feng Arrives, Jade Cauldron Returns the Immortal Entrapping Sword

Yang Jian truly did not know how strong Guang Chengzi was.

But as the current Sect Leader of the Chan Sect, Guang Chengzi must possess the strength sufficient to subdue numerous disciples.

The terror of Zhao Feng’s strength can be imagined if he can seize the Treasure Sword from him.

At this moment, Yang Jian secretly felt grateful.

"Master."

Yang Jian spoke seriously and solemnly, "Now the disciple truly feels that joining the Qin was an extremely wise decision."

"Otherwise, once the Crown Prince makes a move against you, with your strength, you might really not be a match for the Crown Prince."

Upon hearing this, Master Yuding immediately glared angrily at Yang Jian, saying in a huff, "You rebellious disciple, how can you underestimate your master like this?"

"Although my strength isn’t top-tier in the Yuxu Palace, I’m still a significant figure in the Earth Immortal Realm!"

"Then, Master, do you think you stand a chance against Guang Chengzi, my senior uncle?" Yang Jian calmly retorted.

This question was like pouring oil on a fire, further angering Master Yuding; he swiftly flicked the horsetail whisk, gently slapped Yang Jian’s head, and scolded, "You rebellious disciple, how dare you compare me to your uncle Guang Chengzi!"

"Master."

Yang Jian did not dodge, allowing the whisk to land on his head, and continued, "When the Crown Prince arrives, just hand over the sword obediently."

"I don’t want you to suffer greatly because of this sword."

Regarding this.

Master Yuding neither explicitly opposed nor nodded in agreement, merely smiled lightly, saying, "We’ll see once he arrives."

Just at that moment.

"You’re all here, aren’t you."

A voice sounded, and following it, a figure suddenly appeared in the Martial Arts Arena.

Upon hearing the commotion, Master Yuding and Yang Jian turned their heads sharply.

They saw Zhao Feng with hands behind his back, walking steadily, as if at leisure.

He was clad in a black Emperor’s Robe, emanating a noble aura innately, making the surrounding space quiet and suppressed by his presence.

"To what extent has the Crown Prince of Qin’s strength reached, indeed?"

"Appearing here without causing any spatial fluctuations, as if out of thin air."

Master Yuding secretly wondered, his eyes showing a trace of panic.

He increasingly felt that Zhao Feng’s strength was unfathomable, far beyond what he imagined.

Simply by this silent appearance, it was already clear that Zhao Feng’s strength had vastly surpassed his own.

And the gap wasn’t small, but like a Hong Gorge.

"Greetings, Crown Prince."

Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately stepped forward quickly, respectfully bowed deeply, with great restraint.

The strong are respected.

Moreover, he had already become a minister of Qin.

That’s the way things are.

Master Yuding hurriedly adjusted his Daoist robe, his expression solemn, not daring to be disrespectful.

He raised his hand, performed a standard Daoist greeting, saying, "Crown Prince of Qin, I’m honored to meet you."

Upon hearing this.

"I am likewise honored to meet Master Yuding." Zhao Feng replied with a gentle smile, "It is indeed admirable that a master like you has taught a genius with such extraordinary talent as Yang Jian, who is a War God."

Saying this.

Zhao Feng walked over calmly.

"Please have a seat, Your Highness."

Yang Jian quickly moved aside the futon, inviting Zhao Feng to sit.

Zhao Feng didn’t stand on ceremony, sitting down boldly and calmly, as if he were in his own domain.

"Did Crown Prince of Qin call me here to Guan River Mouth to discuss the Imprisoning Immortals Sword?"

Master Yuding straightforwardly asked, closely watching Zhao Feng, trying to capture any hint from his expression.

"Correct." Zhao Feng nodded, admitting calmly, his tone concise.

"Is the Crown Prince of Qin planning to take it directly, or to exchange for it with something?"

Master Yuding smiled slightly and continued to ask.

His smile appeared gentle, but actually contained deep meaning, seemingly probing Zhao Feng’s limits.

This question!

Made Yang Jian’s expression grow tense.

He secretly worried, afraid that his master’s words might upset Zhao Feng. He sneakily glanced at Zhao Feng, only to see Zhao Feng’s expression remain calm, showing no sign of anger. This made him slightly relieved.

"What do you want?" Zhao Feng wasn’t angry, instead asked with a smile, his gaze carrying a hint of amusement, "Just say freely."

"The value of one Imprisoning Immortals Sword is immeasurable."

Master Yuding’s expression gradually turned serious, he squinted slightly and said, "What do you think it’s worth, Crown Prince of Qin?"

"Daoist, please state your price." Zhao Feng still smiled, his tone relaxed, as if nothing Master Yuding might request could be beyond his ability.

Saying that, Zhao Feng slightly raised his hand, made a gesture to let Master Yuding continue.

"The sword, I can give it to you."

Master Yuding said, suddenly waving his hand.

Instantly, above the Martial Arts Arena at Guan River Mouth, a terrifying Evil Qi surged.

A sword emitting a fierce cold light slowly emerged.

The Evil Qi around the sword seemed to freeze the surrounding air; this was the Imprisoning Immortals Sword.

One of the four evil swords of the Primordial First Fierce Array.

"My pupil has joined Qin now."

Master Yuding stared at Zhao Feng, determination in his gaze, directly remarking, "Can my pupil hold one of the positions of the Human Dao Saint in the future?"

This statement landed like a stone in a tranquil lake, stirring waves.

Yang Jian’s expression froze instantly, his face full of disbelief looking at his master; he obviously did not expect that his master would suddenly make such a request.