C169 Kill for me (1/2)

Compared to the two senior brothers and the elders, Si Bailing's mission was the heaviest, because what he had to shoulder was the heavy responsibility of raising the Weapons Sect disciples.

Along with the rapid expansion of the Weapon Pavilion store, almost all of the disciples above the stage were sent out. Although over these years, Xie Yunlei and the other two had continuously taken in disciples, many of the stronger second generation disciples had already begun to take in disciples.

However, Weapons Sect was, after all, a shallow foundation which simply could not be compared with a large sect that had been developing for hundreds of thousands of years.

Si Bailing, who was in charge of selecting disciples for the Weapons Sect, replenished his strength, and taught the disciples of the sect how hard it was for him.

However, due to the protection from Xiao Se and Lei Ke, the most difficult period of Weapons Sect had already passed without any danger.

One could foresee that after crossing the initial pain, what awaited the Weapons Sect was a vast and brand-new world.

The only thing that caused the Weapons Sect higher ups to feel a little regretful was that although they had tried their best to investigate, they still hadn't received any news of Yi Yan during these past hundred years. They only knew that he was safe and sound, and that they had no idea where he was or what he was doing.

A hundred years of time, Yi Yan and his two disciples were extremely satisfied.

The behavior of handing over the Inferior Grade Immortal Sword to Han Cheng earned the respect of everyone within the Sword Sect.

No matter where they went, all the Sword Sect disciples who saw them stood there and bowed, their attitudes respectful and cautious.

For the past hundred years, Yi Yan had spent most of his time exchanging pointers with Han Cheng and the others.

Even though the result of almost every exchange of pointers was one shot by Yi Yan, Xing Jian seemed to be addicted to it and would ”die” every so often.

Last time, when Yi Yan was not willing to kill him, he would blow his beard and glare at him, insisting on being killed once before he was willing to do so. This caused Yi Yan to be extremely helpless.

Every time he looked at his eyes that were filled with hope for death, Yi Yan could not help but have a headache, and had the urge to escape.

Yi Yan's sect's unique cultivation method and powerful fighting techniques had given him a great deal of inspiration. As he continued to learn from them and absorb the knowledge in his mind, his understanding of martial arts had deepened.

If he could use the Genuine Elemental Energy s now, the power of these two moves from Yi Yan's hands would definitely be incomparable.

Of course, Yi Yan did not forget about his two disciples because of his progress. Under his guidance at any time, the Shangguan siblings' progress was extremely fast.

With such a speed, everyone's eyes turned red, wishing they could switch positions with them.

It should be known that although the Sword Sect disciples were a lot stronger than ordinary cultivators, their cultivation speed was not too outstanding, and was even a little slower than ordinary cultivators. After stepping into the exit phase, almost every small realm that they advanced in nearly a hundred years would be required.

Not only were the Shangguan siblings much faster than them, their foundations were also very solid. Not only were the ordinary disciples envious of the Sword Sect, even Han Cheng and the other higher ups of the Sword Sect were all praising them.

Every time he had some comprehension in the field of artifact forging, Yi Yan would have to personally refine some treasures. In a hundred years, nearly half of the materials in the Sword Sect Treasury had been used up, becoming thousands of low-grade profound beasts and dozens of top-grade profound beasts.

Everyone in the Sword Sect found it strange that Yi Yan had not attempted to refine another Immortal Artifact in the past hundred years.

Instead, he continued to use some Intermediate or even ordinary Refining Material s to refine middle or lower tier Spiritual Sword s that no longer posed any difficulty to him.

From their point of view, Yi Yan was considering for them, planning to refine as many Spiritual Sword as possible for their Sword Sect within a limited amount of time, so as to be ready for use.

Although his level of smithing was constantly improving, Yi Yan still did not have enough confidence to refine a treasure of a higher quality than the lower tier Immortal Sword. Before the success rate in refining the Top-grade Spiritual Artifact reached 100%, Yi Yan did not have the intention to challenge the Immortal Artifact again.

A hundred years passed slowly, and finally, it was time to bid farewell.

Since the time he had left for the Immortal Pavilion, Yi Yan had not returned for more than four hundred years. During this period of time, he had even occupied half of the time he had since his rebirth, so it was time for him to return.

Just like when Yi Yan and the other two had arrived, all of the Formations And Inhibition had activated themselves and sent Yi Yan and his disciple off in a colorful field.

Unlike how only a few people welcomed them, this time, Sword Sect was almost fully unleashed.

Yi Yan had refined over a thousand low-ranked Spiritual Sword for the Sword Sect. Not only did he solve the urgent problem of Sword Sect, he had also saved them from having to worry about their disciples' cultivation for the next few thousand years due to the lack of suitable flying swords.

At the same time, in order to contact the rest of the Sword Sect at any time, Yi Yan had refined another Storage Ring and placed the soul auras of the Sword Sect participants inside to ensure that they could contact each other at any time.

Under the gazes of all the disciples, including Han Cheng, who were at the peak of the Sword Sect, both Jiang Huan and Jiang Huan finally began to leave the place.

Thinking about how he was going to meet Sang Yiting and his disciples again, Yi Yan couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart.

Unexpectedly, not long after he flew out, Yi Yan suddenly stopped, and his eyes squinted towards the empty space to the right.

From there, an extremely arrogant laughter resounded: ”It's been over a hundred years, you cowering turtles finally have the guts to come out! Today, none of you will be able to escape! ”