Chapter 1210: Chapter 260: Clash at Emperor Sword Mountain

Li Hao was somewhat surprised; from Old Man Li’s tone, it was clear something was up.

He didn’t delay much, immediately put on his outer garments, and swept away like a breeze, landing outside the Sword Immortal Pavilion.

At the square here, many disciples had already gathered.

When Li Hao landed, he glanced around and found that aside from a few disciples from the Heavenly Institute, disciples from the Earth Institute were also gathered here, making the crowd sizeable, numbering over a thousand.

These people noticed the cultivation attire of the Heavenly Institute disciple that Li Hao wore and paid slight attention but realized they did not recognize him.

At the front of the crowd, Li Hao saw, apart from Old Man Li, Zhou Qingyun whom he had seen before, and another elderly woman with a cane.

The three stood side by side, evidently of equal status.

Aside from that, Xu Jianming had already arrived, standing at the steps below Old Man Li.

Li Hao also swept over.

“You came, I heard there’s something big this time.”

Without turning back, Xu Jianming, sensing Li Hao’s presence, said via voice transmission, “It seems to be about the opportunity concerning the Emperor Sword quota.”

“Emperor Sword quota?”

Li Hao was surprised; there were two sword styles left in the Sword Abyss, said to have been left by the Immortal Emperor a hundred thousand years ago, lingering with the essence of the Emperor’s path, also the strongest foundation of the Sword Abyss!

If one could comprehend them, a swordsman of the same realm would almost be invincible!

This was also the pursuit and goal of all disciples in the Sword Abyss.

The Emperor Sword Cliff was where the former chief disciple comprehended one of the styles and left its mark.

As the two conversed, Wei Hongye and Yue Xi also swept over, landing beside Li Hao’s pair, and according to their seniority, Wei Hongye stood at the front.

“Is the senior brother not here yet?”

Wei Hongye inquired from Xu Jianming.

Xu Jianming whispered, “I heard he’s already returned from the border, probably still in the midst of being conferred, so he might come a bit later.”

Wei Hongye nodded.

Yue Xi stepped past Li Hao, glancing at him as she softly murmured:

“Almost two years now, why haven’t you left your name at the Emperor Sword Cliff?”

Li Hao smiled, “Too lazy to go.”

“…”

Yue Xi’s eyes slightly narrowed, her fingers lightly gripped, and she said no more, standing quietly in front of Li Hao, her hair fluttering in the breeze.

Her tall yet elegant and stunning silhouette immediately drew attention from many, having left her name at the Emperor Sword Cliff previously, leaving many disciples remembering her, except for some in closed cultivation.

Before long, the second senior brother Lu Wuchen also swept over, donned in a blue shirt, his expression somewhat aloof, giving Li Hao and the others a slight nod before standing in front of Wei Hongye.

Soon after, another figure flew in, causing a slight stir of exclamations.

Li Hao and the others turned to look, seeing that it was the newly joined junior brother, Gu Yan.

Gu Yan was clad in a black robe, the cuffs bearing dark red flame patterns, concealed yet somewhat flamboyant, his expression more composed than previously numb, carrying a hint of reserved coldness.

He landed, glanced at Li Hao and others, then silently lined up behind Li Hao.

Yue Xi cast a deep gaze at him, only retracting her gaze after he stood behind Li Hao, her fingers in the sleeves gripping tighter, her knuckles slightly whitening, along with her enchanting thin red lips, also pressed slightly tighter.

At this moment, Xu Jianming suddenly said, “The Fifth Junior Sister is here.”

Li Hao and Yue Xi looked over, seeing a beautiful young girl in a water-green outfit, approximately sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing no makeup yet carrying natural freshness, drifting over.

Her eyes were lively, her cheeks slightly chubby with a bit of baby fat, yet her hands clasped behind her back, carrying an air of precociousness.

“Are you three the newcomers?”

She hovered, bending down to scrutinize Li Hao and the two others, a playful smile on her cheeks.

“Yes.”

Li Hao nodded.

Yue Xi, staring at this young girl seemingly younger than herself, merely nodded gently.

Gu Yan’s expression was calm, slightly numb, without speaking.

The young girl glanced around, her gaze lingering on the silent Gu Yan, cheerfully saying, “I heard from our master, you’re born with a Sword Immortal body? Already at the True Immortal Realm Fourth Level, perhaps we could have a spar, I’ll suppress my realm, won’t bully you.”

Gu Yan calmly replied, “No need.”

After speaking, realizing the air had quieted a bit, feeling his words were a bit inappropriate, he slowly added, “I want to challenge myself.”

The girl’s face finally revealed a smile, though her eyes gently narrowed, “Alright, it’s settled then.”

Saying this, she happily stepped past Yue Xi, standing before her.

Hearing her words, Yue Xi was stirred inside; she had just reached the True Immortal Realm Fourth Level after over a year of cultivation from True Immortal Realm Third Level.

Comparable to the junior brother’s realm… if she were to spar at full strength, she wanted to see if she would lose, or where she would lose!

As this thought bubbled in her mind, more and more disciples from the Heavenly Institute arrived.

After some time when no more disciples appeared, much later, a figure swept in, arriving before the Sword Immortal Pavilion, slightly cupping hands towards the three elders ahead, saying:

“Ji Qingxuan apologizes for being late, ask for understanding.”

With his arrival, the square seemed to become much quieter.

Li Hao slightly raised his head to gaze, was this their senior brother?

“No worries, I heard you, Qingxuan, slew seven Ancient Demon Commanders on the Yan and Chu border, establishing remarkable immortal deeds, what position did the Immortal Dynasty confer upon you?” Zhou Qingyun smiled as he spoke.

Hearing his words, exclamations arose from the disciples below.

Ancient Demon Commanders were existences of the Immortal Monarch Realm, managing to slay seven on such a vast battlefield and retreat unscathed was exceedingly difficult!