Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

598 Instructor Lin’s Sword Sect

Pick.

Like goods.

Bi Wuhe felt sad.

If not for yesterday’s great opportunity, he would have bowed and smiled when his two children were chosen today, right?

!!

Taking a light breath, Bi Wuhe took a step forward and bowed.

“Fellow Daoists of the Gathering Sword Sect, these two brats of my family won’t become disciples of your sect.”

Won’t become disciples?

Du Hai, who was looking up and down and was about to choose between Bi Chong and Bi Yun, was stunned. He raised his head and looked at Ke Zhenyue blankly.

After cultivating for so many years, this was the first time he had encountered such a thing. For a moment, he thought that he had heard wrongly.

Ke Zhenyue’s face twitched, and his eyes revealed a trace of malice.

A sword light flashed on his body.

This was a provocation to the Gathering Sword Sect!

At this moment, many of the neighbors had gathered around.

Bi Wuhe and the others had lived here for several years, so they were quite familiar with many people in this alley.

The news that the Gathering Sword Sect wanted to take in two brats as disciples had long spread.

This matter attracted the envy of many people, so the other children secretly bullied the Bi brothers.

When the surrounding neighbors saw that members of the Gathering Sword Sect had come today, they knew that they were here to pick Bi Yun and Bi Chong up, so they all came to congratulate them.

They brought two or three spiritual herbs, a few Cloud Qi Pills, and some other goods.

They were all mortals or low-level cultivators who mingled in the lower city. It was not the gifts that counted, but the thoughts behind them.

At this moment, Bi Wuhe’s words stunned everyone.

Outside the fence, the neighbors stared at the Bi Wuhe.

Is the head of the Bi family stupid?

Becoming a disciple of the Gathering Sword Sect is a good thing for families like theirs!

“Yunmei, hurry up and persuade your man.”

“That’s right. Brother Bi loves the children, but the children need to cultivate to become talents.”

The surrounding people hurriedly called out to Jin Yunmei, who was standing in front of the door.

Spiritual light surged in Ke Zhenyue’s eyes, and a faint sword intent appeared on his body.

“I’ll give you a chance to change your tune.”

Ke Zhenyue clenched his fists behind his back and said coldly, “You should know that no one in the entire Imperial City would dare to accept a disciple that my Gathering Sword Sect doesn’t accept.”

His words made Bi Wuhe’s body stiffen.

He refused to join the Sword Gathering Sect because that senior said that he wanted to take his children as his disciples and even gave him a gift.

However, he did not know if that senior would stand up for his children and fight with the Gathering Sword Sect.

What if that senior wasn’t willing to compete or couldn’t win?

“We already have a master,” Bi Chong, who was standing behind Bi Wuhe, shouted angrily when he saw his father being forced.

His words made everyone’s expressions change.

A trace of bitterness and worry flashed across Bi Wuhe and Jin Yunmei’s faces.

They didn’t want to tell anyone about this.

The surrounding neighbors were surprised and regretful. Some shook their heads and prepared to retreat.

This Bi Family had offended the Gathering Sword Sect. There would probably be no good ending for them.

The repressed sword intent on Ke Zhenyue’s body crashed into the surroundings like a thunderclap, and the strong wind wreaked havoc in the small courtyard.

Beside him, Du Hai’s hand was on the hilt of his sword.

A spiritual light surged out of Bi Wuhe’s body and protected the two brats behind him.

Jin Yunmei’s body also flashed with spiritual light. She took a step forward and stood beside him.

“Good, good, so it’s two Earth Realm great cultivators.” Ke Zhenyue bit down on the words ‘great cultivators’

How could an Earth Realm cultivator be considered a great cultivator in the Imperial City?

A cold smile appeared on his face as he looked at Bi Wuhe and his wife. “Don’t worry, the opportunities in this world are unpredictable.

“It’s true. Your child didn’t become a disciple of my Gathering Sword Sect. It can only be said that we are not destined to be master and disciple.”

His tone slowly turned gentle, making the people around him feel a little strange.

When did the members of the Gathering Sword Sect speak so kindly?

“I won’t dare. Thank you for your understanding, Fellow Daoist—” Bi Wuhe cupped his hands. Before he could finish speaking, Ke Zhenyue lowered his voice and the cold sword intent on his body pressed down.

“Tell me, who dares to be our enemy?”

Ke Zhenyue gritted his teeth. His eyes seemed to be on fire.

“Fighting with our Sword Gathering Sect for a disciple is a provocation!”

Ke Zhenyue shouted, his voice shaking the surroundings.

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The surrounding thatched cottages were shaken by the strong wind, and many messy grass and soil fell.

Bi Wuhe and Jin Yunmei’s faces turned pale.

Their strength was not inferior to the other party.

However, it was impossible for them to stop the Sword Gathering Sect.

That senior might be strong enough, but he would think twice before making an enemy out of the Gathering Sword Sect over the matter of accepting disciples.

Was it worth it?

“Clang—”

Du Hai unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Jin Yunmei.

“If you live in the Imperial City, you should know the consequences of disobeying our Sword Gathering Sect.

“It doesn’t matter if both of you die. Don’t you think about the two kids?”

Jin Yunmei was pointed at by the long sword. Bi Wuhe snorted coldly and the River Mountain Sword appeared in his hand. He took a step in front of Jin Yunmei.

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Bi Yun and Bi Chong also held their unopened short swords and wanted to protect their mother.

Jin Yunmei’s gaze landed on her two children. She shook her head and raised her hand to reveal a jade token in her palm.

“That senior left a token and will send someone to take them in as disciples.”

She spoke softly.

There was no point in hiding it.

Even if they fought to the death, the Gathering Sword Sect would not give up pursuing the matter. This matter would eventually be investigated.

Ke Zhenyue and Du Hai’s eyes fell on the jade pendant.

“Gongsun?”

Ke Zhenyue frowned.

Du Hai was also stunned for a moment, then said in a low voice with a cold face, “Although our Gathering Sword Sect’s strength is not comparable to the Gongsun Clan of the Imperial City, we will not be scared away by a mere token.”