211: The best swordsman in the world, Jian Jingfeng!

Cao Zhengchun gnashed his teeth in anger, his chest heaving violently.

After the Empress Dowager returned, she was noticeably much colder to him, and while the Emperor didn't explicitly say anything, he also had quite a few complaints.

All the glory had been stolen by that mysterious person and Zhu Wushi behind him!

"Director, what should we do next..."

"Investigate! Investigate him to death for me!"

Cao Zhengchun said, pinching his orchid finger, "Use all our power, even if we have to dig three feet deep, dig out everything about this Lu Jiuyuan for me!

See what his relationship with Zhu Tie Dan is!"

"Yes! Yes, Director!" His subordinates quickly acknowledged the order and left.

In the empty hall, Cao Zhengchun slowly sat down, his gaze exceptionally sinister.

"Zhu Wushi, besides Heaven, Earth, and Xuan, you've gained another expert like this. Do you want to suppress me? Hmph, we'll see!"

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and began to calmly scheme.

Inside Number One Estate Under Heaven, after Lu Jiuyuan settled down, he wasn't idle. This was a place where many messages gathered.

Amidst the comings and goings of people, he could access a great deal of information.

It was also here that Lu Jiuyuan learned that this world was not simply the World's Greatest Swordsman world, but also included many characters from the Four Great Constables.

Lord Zhuge, Six Doors, Four Great Constables, Emotionless, Cold Blood, Iron Hand, Life Chaser!

Moreover, Emotionless was a woman! A very beautiful woman.

Inside Number One Estate Under Heaven, Lu Jiuyuan enjoyed the highest level of treatment: a secluded private courtyard, exquisite meals, everything imaginable.

The new Golden Finger had a particular fondness for defense, and Lu Jiuyuan naturally wouldn't waste it. He immediately Cultivated the two great body-refining techniques: Iron Cloth Shirt and Shaolin Thirteen Golden Bell Shield.

No matter how badly he trained the day before, he would recover to normal after a night's sleep. His Cultivation intensity was dozens of times that of ordinary people, and his progress speed was also dozens of times, truly advancing by leaps and bounds.

One day, after he finished Cultivating the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt, he casually walked to the "Sword Discussion Pavilion" near the estate, which was specially set up for Sword experts.

This pavilion was the place within Number One Estate Under Heaven for practicing and discussing Swordplay. Often, those claiming to be Swordplay masters would spar and exchange ideas here, or seek the recognition of the World's Greatest Swordsman.

As a peerless Swordsman honored as a Sword Saint, wouldn't it be a pity if he couldn't come and discuss Swords?

Before he even got close, he heard a clear and prolonged Sword hum, and the suppressed exclamations of the surrounding crowd.

Lu Jiuyuan's gaze slightly narrowed as he slowly stepped forward.

In the center of the Sword Discussion Pavilion, an old man in a green robe was slowly sheathing his Sword.

The old man was about sixty years old, with a gaunt face and gentle, peaceful eyes, yet he possessed the Grandmaster aura of a deep pool and towering mountain. It was as if he himself was a peerless treasure Sword hidden in its scabbard, with its edge restrained, yet making people dare not look directly at him.

Beside him, the long Swords in the hands of two challengers had already broken into several pieces. They were bowing in defeat, their faces filled with shame and reverence.

"I concede." The old man's voice was calm, without a hint of arrogance.

"As expected of 'World's Greatest Swordsman' Jian Jingfeng! His Swordplay is like a startling wind turning into rain, it has reached the Transcendent realm!"

"Tsk tsk, those two's Swords were considered famous weapons, yet they were so vulnerable in front of Sword Elder."

"Sword Qi deployed and retracted at will, condensed and not dispersed, breaking metal and shattering jade without a trace of effort. Impressive, truly impressive!"

Jian Jingfeng? World's Greatest Swordsman!

Lu Jiuyuan heard this title, and his eyes suddenly lit up, like two flames ignited in the darkness.

He felt the pure and vast Sword Intent emanating from the other party. Although it was extremely restrained, it was like a deep, still current, a restrained gale, containing unimaginable power.

This aura made him seem to see that aloof Swordsman, cold as ice and snow, once again.

"World's Greatest Swordsman?" Lu Jiuyuan murmured softly, a curve of interest appearing at the corner of his mouth, "I hope... it lives up to its reputation."

With Lu Jiuyuan's appearance, everyone's gaze instantly focused on him, recognizing this newly recognized "World's Greatest Lightness Skill Expert."

"It's Young Master Lu!"

"What is he doing here? Looking at his eyes, does he want to challenge Sword Elder?"

"Being good at Lightness Skill doesn't mean his Swordplay is also... Sword Elder has been immersed in the Dao of Sword for decades!"

Jian Jingfeng's gentle and peaceful gaze also fell upon Lu Jiuyuan. The moment Lu Jiuyuan looked at him, Jian Jingfeng felt an extremely condensed, incomparably domineering Sword Intent pierce through the Void Realm!

It wasn't a tangible Killing Intent, yet it was more unsettling than any naked Killing Intent, as if it were a lonely, cold crescent moon rising from an endless sea of blood, carrying a pure edge that could sever all and annihilate everything.

The profound and intense Concept of it even made him instantly recall the Saber Intent of his close friend Guihai Bailian's Three Sabers of Abi Dao, which had fallen into a demonic obsession and fought to the death, but it seemed even purer, more extreme!

Jian Jingfeng's Sword Heart, which had been dormant for more than ten years, suddenly vibrated, and the Grandmaster aura around him, like a deep pool and towering mountain, subtly shifted.

An equally vast, yet upright and peaceful, boundless Sword Intent, like a vast blue sea and clear sky with winds sweeping away scattered clouds, naturally erupted and silently met it.

"Om––"

A hum, perceptible only to top experts, seemed to resonate in the air.

Two invisible Sword Intents collided and clashed in the Void Realm!

There was no overflowing Qi, no flying sand or rolling stones, but everyone around the Sword Discussion Pavilion felt an inexplicable sense of suffocation in an instant, as if the air had become thick and heavy, and their hearts were gripped by an invisible hand.

Those wearing sabers and Swords even found their weapons subtly trembling!

Lu Jiuyuan's steps did not stop; he had already reached the center of the pavilion, standing three zhang apart from Jian Jingfeng.

"I am Lu Jiuyuan," he said, his voice calm, yet with an edge, "Seeing a worthy opponent, I wish to seek guidance from Sword Elder on the Dao of Sword."

A hint of surprise and unprecedented solemnity flashed in Jian Jingfeng's eyes.

He had witnessed countless Swords in his life, but he had never felt such a Killing Intent Sword Intent.

The opponent was excessively young, yet his Sword Intent seemed to have endured a thousand tribulations and countless refinements, having galloped through a sea of blood, ancient and pure.

"Young Master Lu."

Jian Jingfeng slowly cupped his hands, his demeanor more solemn than when he had faced any previous challenger:

"Young Master's Sword Intent is the most formidable this old man has ever seen. I dare not accept 'guidance'; if we can verify each other, it would also be a beautiful thing."

He did not ask about his master or his origins. At their level, the Sword was the best language.

"Please." Lu Jiuyuan was concise.

"Please." Jian Jingfeng's expression was solemn as his right hand gently rested on the hilt of his Sword again.