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Liu Chan was also staring blankly from the side.

The God-slaying Sword emitted from Yang Fei's brow even gave Liu Chan a tremendous fright.

Today's Liu Chan was no longer that student girl working part-time in a hotel; she had already cultivated an Immortal Body, achieved Foundation Establishment, and her insight and Taoist Magic progressed by leaps and bounds day by day.

However, Liu Chan had never seen such terrifying Sword Qi!

This sword strike seemed unstoppable, able to slay even immortals!

Under Liu Chan's gaze, Jian Xu stood straight in place, without any wounds on his body, his eyes vacant and empty.

There was no longer any sign of life on him; the flame of Soul in his pupils had completely gone out.

This Sword Cultivator who once roamed the world unhindered, who had wielded a single Qing Xu Sword to sweep across all the Great Immortal Sects invincible, nonetheless could not withstand even a light sword from Yang Fei.

He was dead!

Liu Chan stood in front of Jian Xu, still somewhat unable to believe it.

In her eyes, Jian Xu had always been invincible, undefeatable, even immortal.

When Jian Xu accepted Liu Chan as a disciple, Liu Chan had actually been somewhat unwilling in her heart.

In her heart, only Yang Fei was her true master.

But under Jian Xu's invisible oppression, she had no choice but to compromise and agree to Jian Xu.

Jian Xu was like a great mountain, pressing on Liu Chan's heart all this time.

Now that he was dead, and even his Soul had been slain, Liu Chan finally felt a weight lifted off her shoulders and let out a long sigh of relief.

With Jian Xu's death, the Qing Xu Sword lost its master and suddenly whooshed as it flew into the void.

Liu Chan was startled, while Yang Fei chuckled.

"Don't worry, the Heavenly Secret Sword is on you; it can't run."

In the void, the Qing Xu Sword was twisting like a dragon, turning into a streak of flowing light, flying around and crashing everywhere like a headless fly.

After more than ten breaths, the Qing Xu Sword indeed slowly returned to Liu Chan's side, quietly floating in front of her.

Liu Chan was both surprised and delighted, and tentatively reached out to grab the Qing Xu Sword.

The Qing Xu Sword, sensing the aura on Liu Chan's body, actually stayed completely still, extremely docile.

Suddenly, there was a Sword's cry from Liu Chan's back, a surge of Sword Qi Soars to the Skies, and a blazing white sword light shot straight into the clouds.

Liu Chan let out a shrill scream; on her snow-white, jade-like back, an ancient and simple sword shape gradually emerged.

On the hilt of that sword shape, there were actually eyes and a nose, extremely vivid, with a blood-red mouth drooping downward, as if wearing a sinister smile.

Yang Fei couldn't help being greatly shocked; the Heavenly Secret Sword was about to emerge!

Even Yang Fei hadn't expected the Heavenly Secret Sword to come out at this moment.

The big vertebra on Liu Chan's back was madly wriggling upward, forming the sword hilt.

And her spine was constantly trembling, buzzing, letting out a Dragon's Chant like plucking a sword.

Each time the Heavenly Secret Sword squirmed, it would forcibly strip the flesh and blood from Liu Chan, a pain more unbearable than being cut by a thousand blades.

Liu Chan was in so much pain that she couldn't speak; her delicate face was filled with such a tragic expression that one could hardly bear to look at it.

Her mouth opened twice before she finally let out a piercing scream.

"Master, please kill me, I can't bear it, it hurts so much…"

Yang Fei's heart felt as if steel needles were crazily stabbing into it.

Ever since he had met this little girl Liu Chan, when had she ever suffered such agony?

"Don't talk nonsense, your master will save you."

As Yang Fei spoke, Golden Light flickered between his fingers, and he quickly wrote a series of Talisman seals on Liu Chan's back.

Om Ma Ni Ba Mi Hong!

This string of Talisman seals gathered all of Yang Fei's Mana and spiritual power, forcibly suppressing the Heavenly Secret Sword on Liu Chan's back.

The Heavenly Secret Sword let out a sharp scream; the facial features on the hilt twisted into a knot, seemingly in extreme pain.

It struggled with all its might to break free, but a ray of Golden Light shot out from the Six Syllable Mantra, instantly suppressing the Heavenly Secret Sword.

A few minutes later, the Sword Seal on Liu Chan's back returned to its original form again, jade-white and flawless, only the color of that Sword Seal had grown a bit deeper.

Liu Chan collapsed to the ground, gulping for breath; after a long while she raised her head, her face still deathly pale.

Yang Fei looked at Liu Chan with concern. "Does it still hurt now?"

Liu Chan shook her head and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Master, will I die?"

Only now did Liu Chan understand the meaning represented by that Sword Seal on her body.

The Heavenly Secret Sword had indeed given Liu Chan an unmatched Cultivation talent and a cultivation speed that advanced by leaps and bounds.

But once the Heavenly Secret Sword emerged, it would ultimately destroy her body and cost her life.

Yang Fei shook his head. "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

He placed the Qing Xu Sword in Liu Chan's hand, his eyes full of expectation.

"Jian Xu is already dead. From now on, you are the Sect Master of this Ten Thousand Sword Sect."

Liu Chan was startled, almost dropping the Qing Xu Sword; her face flushed red as she stammered.

"But Master, my cultivation is shallow; how can I be the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect?"

Yang Fei smiled faintly.

"Jian Xu and the few Elders of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect are all dead."

"You are the senior sister and the heir of the Qing Xu Sword; how can you not hold this Sect Master position?"

Seeing Liu Chan's troubled expression, Yang Fei sighed.

"However, if you feel that being the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect is boring, then you don't have to do it. Just come back to Yinxue Tower with your master."

Looking at Yang Fei's figure—tall and upright—Liu Chan's heart stirred.

"Master, if I become the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, will I be able to help you?"

Yang Fei nodded, then shook his head again.

"I am currently reorganizing the Cultivation World. If you can become the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, of course that will be of use to me."

"But if you're unhappy, then you don't have to be this lousy Sect Master; I have other ways."

"I'm willing!"

Liu Chan blurted out.

Seeing Yang Fei's puzzled gaze, Liu Chan couldn't help blushing again, lowering her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

"I've received great kindness from Master, and have no way to repay it, so I'm willing to do anything for Master."

Yang Fei sighed and reached out to gently stroke her fine hair.

"There's no need for that. We are master and disciple, but also friends. Between friends, what matters is fate; as long as you're happy."

Liu Chan felt Yang Fei's fingers touch her hair and her whole body stiffened.

Her entire body felt as if it were on fire; her heart was both sweet and bitter.

At this point, Yang Fei thought again of the Sword Seal on Liu Chan's back. After pondering for a moment, he said calmly,

"The Heavenly Secret Sword is going to emerge; we cannot stop it."

"Such a peerless Divine Weapon hidden within your body is ultimately not a solution."

"It will hinder you from attaining The Great Daoism, but I will surely find a way to solve this problem."

Liu Chan nodded obediently; the Qing Xu Sword circled around in front of and behind Liu Chan, behaving extremely tamely.

However, Yang Fei knew this was because of the Heavenly Secret Sword.

To truly become the master of the Qing Xu Sword would still take some work.

He suddenly made a move, grabbing the Qing Xu Sword in one hand.

The body of the Qing Xu Sword trembled and immediately tried to escape.

From Yang Fei's palm surged the Phoenix Mysterious Fire, and that Xuan Fire instantly spread over the entire Qing Xu Sword.

Just then, a faint human figure suddenly emerged from the Qing Xu Sword, with a bluish, aged face, yet unrestrained and dashing.

That figure was precisely Jian Xu, but it was Jian Xu's Divine Thought, left within the Qing Xu Sword.

Yang Fei chuckled, and the Phoenix Mysterious Fire surged forth, instantly Refining Jian Xu's Divine Thought, while preserving the Qing Xu Sword's own Spirituality.

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