This Is the Holy Land of Sword Cultivators!

"Who are you?" Just as the group was about to go up the mountain to pay a visit, a shout came from the front.

The group of sword cultivators raised their heads to take a look, but the minute they saw the person in front of them, they were shocked

Nan Mending stood in the air with a sword in his hand, emitting the aura of a sword cultivator.

His natal flying sword was hovering in the air by the side.

As an inner sect disciple of the Green Sky Sect, Nan Mending had awakened his natal flying sword like the others in the enlightenment yesterday.

Having been in the Green Sky Sect for so many years, and finally becoming an inner sect disciple, he had always thought that he could only be a Qi cultivator.

He had never imagined that he would one day become a sword cultivator.

After becoming a sword cultivator, he was overjoyed. He had never dreamed that he would one day make progress on his path of cultivation since he had never been outstanding among the inner sect disciples.

Both Ming Yuxuan and Wu Mingyu were more diligent than him, and in terms of talent, Su Ritian and Li Liangchen were very gifted. He was merely luckier than others.

He was already satisfied with being able to become an inner sect disciple.

However, after experiencing the incident in Qingyan Village, he realized that he was lacking.

As an inner sect disciple, his determination to uphold the sect was not even stronger than Dongfang Yuanzhong's.

When the sect master had told him to run, he did not hesitate to do so until Yuanzhong requested to turn back.

This made Nan Mending feel very guilty.

After returning to the sect, he had broken through to the advanced stage of the Condensing Reality Realm with the help of the sect master, and now even owned a natal flying sword.

The sense of responsibility in his heart and the respect he had for the sect master drove him to work harder.

That was why he had come out to patrol at dawn today, hoping to do more for the sect.

Seeing that someone was coming up the mountain, Nan Mending had immediately summoned his natal flying sword in fear that they were people from the East Sun Sect.

Nan Mending's natal flying sword was called Maimang.

Its speed was something no ordinary person could match. It could transform into a ray of light and travel freely, making it able to kill someone from a hundred meters away as easily as taking something from a bag.

It was very suitable for surprise attacks at it could kill the opponent instantly while the opponent was still oblivious, thus achieving an unexpected effect.

Nan Mending had noticed these sword cultivators the minute they were about to come up the mountain.

He had been secretly observing them and only let down his guard when he saw that they weren't from the East Sun Sect.

His appearing in front of them wasn't a big deal, but the sword cultivators opposite him were shocked by his appearance.

A sword cultivator with a natal flying sword could be considered one in ten thousand among sword cultivators.

Even within their clan, they only had one so far.

Furthermore, the young cultivator in front of them was dressed like a disciple no matter how one looked at him.

If a disciple could have such talent, then what kind of strength did the sect master have?

To be able to raise such a talented sword cultivator, the Green Sky Sect was indeed not that simple.

These sword cultivators were no one else but the Wu Family Sword Tomb's people. The Wu Family leader had brought his clansmen to the mountain because of what they had witnessed a few days back. They wanted to see for themselves whether the phenomenon of spiritual essence piercing the sky and Sword Dao surrounding the place were true.

Being greeted with such a pleasant surprise as soon as they entered the mountain made the family head more resolute in going up the mountain to seek an audience with the sect master.

Since he was here in someone else's territory, he had to first gain the other party's trust.

The Wu Family head stepped forward. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and bowed slightly as he introduced himself, "I am Wu Haotian, the leader of the Wu Family Sword Tomb. I came to visit your sect today because I saw the Sword Dao that soared into the sky yesterday and was very attracted to it, thus I came to pay a visit."

Seeing that the other party was treating him with courtesy, Nan Mending also put down his attitude and returned the courtesy.

"I see that your Sword Dao cultivation is exquisite, and you even have a natal flying sword with you, you must be the direct disciple of the sect master."

Such a talented youth was very rare. The sect master must have intended to train his direct disciple, which was why the youth was patrolling the mountain. Otherwise, who would order such a precious talent to patrol the mountain?

Wu Haotian affirmed his thoughts and the smile at the corners of his mouth became much more confident.

"No, no, I am just an ordinary disciple among the many disciples. I am not a direct disciple."

What?!

Upon hearing Nan Mending's reply, the members of the Wu Family opened their mouths wide in disbelief.

If an ordinary disciple had such talent, how terrifying would a direct disciple be?

Wu Haotian looked at the disciple in front of him who had a natal flying sword, then at his son who couldn't even grasp the complete sword intent in two years.

He could not help but sigh in his heart.

He had given the best resources to this kid to cultivate since he was young.

Even so, his son had only comprehended the half-step sword intent at the age of fourteen, while this disciple in front of him was already a sword cultivator who had a natal flying sword even though he was just an ordinary disciple.

The difference in age between the two of them did not seem to be big, yet why was the difference in talent so big?

It seemed that the purple energy from the east must have been a phenomenon that happened here as well.

There must be a secret technique hidden here.

Wu Haotian bowed slightly and asked Nan Mending if the majority of disciples had such talent.

Nan Mending scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said, "A sword cultivator like me is not even worth mentioning in the entire sect.".

With this, Wu Haotian was so shocked that he fell backward and sat solidly on the ground. If it wasn't for Wu Long who had supported him from behind, he would have rolled to the bottom of the mountain.

This must be the Holy Land of Sword Dao!

The purple energy came from thirty thousand miles east, and sword Qi soared into the sky.

The disciples of the sect were extremely talented, and the place was rich with Sword Dao Fate.

If this place wasn't the Holy Land of Sword Dao, then where would the Holy Land be?

Wu Haotian tried his best to calm his trembling heart as he shouted in his heart, "My son is saved!"

Wu Haotian quickly grabbed Wu Long's hand and carefully walked to Nan Mending.

Watching the other party's actions, Nan Mending was slightly surprised.

Although there were indeed a lot of sword cultivators in the sect, they shouldn't be so shocked, right?

Could it be that he had never seen a sword cultivator before?

Nan Mending didn't know that it was precisely because the other party knew too much about sword cultivators that he knew how difficult it was to become a sword cultivator. Those were existences that were one in ten thousand! Even for the Wu Family, not everyone was a sword cultivator. Every sword cultivator had to be selected from thousands of people.

Taking Wu Haotian's son as an example, if it wasn't for his family's bloodline, he might not even have the chance to become a sword cultivator.

"Excuse me, but I have a presumptuous request. I don't know if I should say it."

"Please do."

"This son of mine has always wanted to become a sword cultivator. He has even comprehended the half-step sword intent by himself. I wonder if your sect can accept my son as a disciple."

"Uh... I'm afraid this will be a little difficult."

"If there's any inconvenience, feel free to say it."

Nan Mending didn't know how to put it either. Seeing the smug look on the other party's son's face, he was afraid that he would hurt the other party's heart if he said it out loud.

However, it wouldn't be good if he didn't say it clearly. Therefore, he still said it per the principle of doing things seriously, "Since yesterday, our sect is no longer taking in any disciples below the half-step sword intent."

"Ah!!!" Wu Haotian roared in his heart before immediately fainting upon hearing this answer.