Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1340: The Short-Tempered Sword Spirit

Upon hearing Lu Buqun’s questioning.

Deputy Pavilion Master Xu’s expression changed slightly, unable to resist taking over the conversation.

He said solemnly, "Vice Master Lu, your words seem somewhat arbitrary. Ye Chen is merely a loose cultivator, formerly a disciple of the Daluo Sword Palace, with a clear identity..."

"Deputy Pavilion Master Xu, this matter does not concern you, so stay out of it to avoid unnecessary trouble!"

Lu Buqun glared coldly at Deputy Pavilion Master Xu.

At this moment, Deputy Pavilion Master Xu felt his hair standing on end, as if an unparalleled fierce beast was staring at him, ready to devour him at any time.

He dared not speak again.

Lu Buqun, this narrow-minded fellow, would do anything to suppress dissent. There was once a vice pavilion master who was put in solitary confinement for contradicting Lu Buqun.

Solitary confinement for a hundred thousand years, still not released.

"Ye Chen, the Pavilion Master asks you a question, confess quickly!"

Ning Wuque said coldly from the side.

"What should I say? My background is clear; Deputy Pavilion Master Xu has already explained it clearly. Just a Thunderbolt Sword, I’m not interested at all; take it back!"

Ye Yun showed a mocking expression in his eyes, laughed twice, and threw the Thunderbolt Sword towards Ning Wuque.

Seeing the Thunderbolt Sword flying towards him, Ning Wuque felt a surge of joy and hurriedly reached out to grab the Thunderbolt Sword.

The lightning on the surface of the Thunderbolt Sword crackled, as if in a furious state, retreating continuously in mid-air, giving Ning Wuque no opportunity at all.

"You young ones are not yet qualified to touch me!"

Inside the Thunderbolt Sword, a furious male voice suddenly echoed.

Thunderbolt Sword Spirit!

Ning Wuque froze for a moment, his hand wisely pulled back immediately.

The six pavilion masters, with faces full of shock, stared dumbfoundedly at the Thunderbolt Sword, unable to speak.

The Seven Divine Swords all have sword spirits.

However, these sword spirits are usually very arrogant, ignoring even these pavilion masters.

At first, Lu Buqun, this vice pavilion master, used every possible trick to gain the approval of the Yin Yang Dual Sword Spirits to qualify for using these swords.

"This..."

Seeing the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit speak, Lu Buqun furrowed his brows.

He dared not rashly grab this sword.

After all.

As a vice pavilion master, he did not have that qualification.

In the void, the Thunderbolt Sword spun around, seemingly with a mind of its own, and looked at Ye Yun.

"Ye Chen, your sword speed is unmatched in the world, you have the qualifications to wield the Thunderbolt Sword!"

The Thunderbolt Sword Spirit said with a deep voice.

"Is that so?"

Ye Yun gave an indifferent smile, looked at Lu Buqun, and said, "These vice pavilion masters don’t believe it, claiming I’m a spy that tricked you into coming out. Why don’t you explain to them?"

Listening to these words.

Lu Buqun’s nose almost twisted with anger.

This audacious kid, with the protection of the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit, dared to speak to him, a vice pavilion master, in such a manner.

"Ye Chen, watch how you speak!"

Ning Wuque shouted loudly.

"Shut your damned mouth, you busybody Hall Master of the Hall of War God!"

The Thunderbolt Sword Spirit angrily scolded.

Ning Wuque was taken aback, not expecting the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit to shield Ye Chen like this. He stepped back, putting on an embarrassed smile.

Faced with the Thunderbolt Sword, he indeed had no grounds to be arrogant.

"Let me say something!"

The Thunderbolt Sword shook its blade, giving a very human-like cold laugh and said, "Ye Chen’s first sword strike shocked me; such sword speed deserves to wield my Thunderbolt Sword. After his second strike, I couldn’t hold back my joy and thus came out to meet Ye Chen! Do you understand?"

After listening to these words.

Lu Buqun’s face turned gloomy, instantly understanding the situation.

The worthless ones from the Wind and Cloud Pavilion not only failed to successfully teach Ye Yun a lesson but were instead defeated by his consecutive sword strikes.

The result of these consecutive strikes.

Led the Thunderbolt Sword from the depths of the leyline to emerge.

Lu Buqun’s teeth itched with anger.

Originally intending to secretly teach this unruly Ye Chen a lesson, unexpectedly ended up granting him great fortune amidst such miscalculation.

He lost out so badly.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Buqun slowly said, "Lord Sword Spirit, Ye Chen is insidious; he might have done it on purpose!"

"Lu Buqun, you call yourself an outworldly vice pavilion master, a dignified Divine Emperor Realm powerhouse, yet constantly clash with a young monk at the fifth layer of God Venerate Realm?"

The Thunderbolt Sword Spirit furiously said.

Lu Buqun was not angry, his expression instead turned calm, softly explaining, "I feared Lord Sword Spirit being bewitched by him, and that he might take the Thunderbolt Sword away from my Jianyang Star...."

"How is that possible?"

The Thunderbolt Sword Spirit laughed out loud and said, "This Ye Chen is merely my Thunderbolt Sword Servant, unless one day he reaches the God-Emperor Realm, otherwise for a lifetime, I am his semi-master!"

"That’s good, then I am relieved."

Lu Buqun relaxed his demeanor, laughed, and said.

Sword Servant?

Upon hearing the Thunderbolt Sword Spirit’s words, Ye Yun gave a quiet smile.

Just a broken sword of divine level top quality, yet it sees itself so highly.

Seems like when the opportunity arises, he should shock the Thunderbolt Sword a bit, letting it see the world and open its eyes.

"Vice Master Lu, has the matter of Ye Chen been handled?"

Suddenly, a detached voice came unannounced from the depths of the earth.

Lu Buqun’s face grew heavy, both hands cupped in salute, saying, "Reporting to Guardian senior, matters here have been resolved!"

"Good!"

A man’s shadow suddenly appeared in the center of everyone.

"Please have the Thunderbolt Sword return!"

The man’s shadow saluted with cupped hands, very respectfully saying.

"Alright!"

The Thunderbolt Sword Spirit responded, preparing to fly into the depths of the leyline, then suddenly remembered something and loudly admonished, "Ye Chen, should you face a life and death crisis, you may summon me to aid you!"

"Okay then!"

Ye Yun gave a light smile, his gaze carrying deep meaning.

The Thunderbolt Sword vanished.

A bolt of lightning descended, entering the depths beneath Jianyang Star, returning once more to that vaguely chaotic realm.

The Guardian’s shadow also disappeared simultaneously.

"Humph!"

Lu Buqun felt greatly disappointed, glanced at Ye Yun, snorted coldly, then vanished.

"Ye Chen, hope you gain at the Sword Canon two days hence..."

Deputy Pavilion Master Xu gave a gentle smile, offered a few words of encouragement, and also turned to leave.

The other four pavilion masters looked at Ye Yun with interest, then disappeared together without saying more.

Ning Wuque, expression tense, left without a word.

Du Zi Mo and Tang Xiuwen’s complex expressions showed as they glanced enviously at Mo Canghai, then slowly exhaled and disappeared into the void.

"Ye Chen, those disciples looking for trouble, I will severely punish them, rest assured. Should anyone from the Wind and Cloud Pavilion dare disrespect you again, I will not let them off lightly!"

Mo Canghai approached Ye Yun, speaking earnestly.

"Then I entrust Hall Master, with this matter."

Ye Yun lightly smiled.

Mo Canghai laughed heartily twice, vanished instantly, taking with him Qi Jingsheng and the others who were in front of Ye Yun’s "cave mansion".

Ye Yun returned to his cave mansion.

Just then, Jiang Lengyue saw Ye Yun return, stared at him in shock, and asked with concern, "Ye Chen, is everything alright?"

She was unaware of what occurred in the void, since it was considered an outworldly secret, known only to the six pavilion masters and four hall masters.

"It’s nothing, just some questioning."

Ye Yun smiled gently.

"Then I’ll go back to cultivate first."

Jiang Lengyue sensed something was amiss but couldn’t articulate it, so she left, returning to her own cave mansion.

...

Deep in the earth.

The Seven Great Swords stood amidst the chaotic Qi, emitting waves of terrifying energy.

"Haha, the Thunderbolt Sword has always been hot-tempered, unexpectedly this time couldn’t resist going out to find a Sword Servant!"

A black great sword lightly vibrated, emitting a hearty laugh.