"Yilin, this sword is quite good, do you want it?"
Ning Beichen had found a very nice sword in the treasury of the ruthless Iron Old Demon.
Although this sword was not as good as his bronze ancient sword, the bronze ancient sword was a treasure that did not belong to this world and could not be found by chance.
This sword could be temporarily used by Liu Yilin, and it wouldn't be too late to switch when a better sword was found later.
"Beichen, I really like this sword."
Liu Yilin held the sword and swung it a few times. The sword was not too heavy or too light, making it just right for a girl to use. It was probably for this reason that the ruthless Iron Old Demon had placed it in his treasury, and now it had benefited Liu Yilin.
Actually, Ning Beichen also had a Zhou Family Sword that he had taken from the Zhou family. However, this sword was too large and was a soul sword, not suitable for sword control. Therefore, Ning Beichen had not given it to Liu Yilin but had given it to Haitang.
Because Haitang was a Miao sorceress, the soul sword was perfectly suited for her use.
Next, Ning Beichen began to help Liu Yilin construct a formation on this sword. A few hours later, Liu Yilin, holding the sword with the completed formation, began to practice.
From the initial clumsiness and fear to gradually becoming familiar, it didn't take long before Liu Yilin could fly in the air independently using her sword.
However, her flying time was nowhere comparable to Ning Beichen's. She would exhaust her cultivation in half an hour at most. Therefore, to ensure she had a certain ability to protect herself, she could only fly with her sword for about twenty minutes before having to stop.
Although she had already reached the realm of transcending the mortal, the strength of one's power was also closely related to their cultivation method.
Ning Beichen's "Crossing the Sea of Suffering to the Other Shore" cultivation method could not be copied or passed down. It seemed that the cultivation method on these bronze thin sheets could only be passed down to one person. Therefore, Ning Beichen had no way to teach her the "Crossing the Sea of Suffering to the Other Shore" cultivation method.
Even though she could only fly for about twenty minutes, Liu Yilin was already very satisfied. In fact, sword flight was only used when necessary, and she would naturally not use this ability when she had nothing to do.
Because, to be honest, flying with a sword was not comfortable, at least not as dashing as it looked.
Wind resistance, crosswinds, stability, vision, mental control, and the speed of flight were all issues.
However, the pros outweighed the cons. Being able to fly with a sword was the greatest advantage in itself, and no cultivator could refuse it.
Not long after Ning Beichen and his group occupied Xu Feng Mountain, a group of people suddenly arrived outside Xu Feng Mountain to denounce the ruthless Iron Old Demon.
Among these people was the Old Ancestor of the Zhou family.
However, when Ning Beichen appeared with the corpse of the ruthless Iron Old Demon, everyone outside was stunned. They had come to deal with the ruthless Iron Old Demon with great fanfare, only to find that the ruthless Iron Old Demon had become a corpse, and even Xu Feng Mountain had been occupied by someone.
Sitting in the reception hall, the Old Ancestor of the Zhou family looked at Ning Beichen with a complex expression. He had tried his best to overestimate Ning Beichen's strength, but he had still underestimated him by far.
"You are Ning Beichen?"
Accompanying the Old Ancestor of the Zhou family were the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the patriarchs and old ancestors of several other prominent families.
Apart from the Old Ancestor of the Zhou family, the others had no direct understanding of Ning Beichen. They only knew that he had once challenged the Zhou family.
However, for the sake of its reputation, the Zhou family would naturally not publicize Ning Beichen's strength. They would even deliberately belittle him, attributing the misfortune of the Zhou family during that challenge to the invasion of demonic beasts, rather than Ning Beichen's strength.
Ning Beichen could hear the arrogance in their tones, which immediately made his expression turn cold. He had originally planned to offer them tea, but now he couldn't even be bothered to serve tea.
"What business do you have in Xu Feng Mountain?"
Ning Beichen asked impolitely.
Naturally, if you don't give me face, why should I give you face?
"The ruthless Iron Old Demon is an evil heretic, and everyone has the right to slay him. Our purpose in coming today was to kill this scoundrel, but since you have already killed him, you also have a share in the merit..."
An elder said to Ning Beichen in a condescending tone.
Throughout the entire conversation, he did not treat Ning Beichen as an equal, and his tone clearly showed that he regarded Ning Beichen as a junior.
"What exactly do you want to say?"
Ning Beichen interrupted him and asked.
"Although the ruthless Iron Old Demon is dead, he left behind a large amount of wealth and treasures in Xu Feng Mountain. These wealth and treasures naturally cannot be monopolized by you alone."
The elder finally revealed his purpose.
Ning Beichen immediately snorted and said, "So, you've come to pick the peaches?"
"What do you mean 'pick the peaches'? Don't put it so crudely. Xu Feng Mountain was never yours in the first place. Considering you killed the ruthless Iron Old Demon, we can let you choose some treasures, but you have to hand over the bird demon."
This elder clearly coveted the bird demon of the ruthless Iron Old Demon. After all, although there were flying beasts, bird demons were special, and those flying beasts could not compare.
"Whose family are you from?"
Ning Beichen asked with a gloomy expression.
"It's simple, I am the Old Ancestor of the Chen family."
The elder said arrogantly to Ning Beichen.
"Then go to hell!"
The bronze ancient sword behind Ning Beichen let out a hum, and then a red line appeared on the neck of the Old Ancestor of the Chen family.
The expressions of everyone present changed drastically, and they quickly retreated.
The red line on the neck of the Old Ancestor of the Chen family gradually became more pronounced. The Old Ancestor of the Chen family looked at Ning Beichen in horror, his mouth agape, making a sound like a bellows.
He wanted to move but couldn't, yet he could clearly feel his life draining away. His eyes gradually became hazy, like a fish out of water, desperately trying to breathe, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't inhale any oxygen.
After a while longer, the red line on his neck bloomed like a red rose. With the final struggle of the Old Ancestor of the Chen family's lips, his head fell from his neck.
After landing on the ground, his head rolled a few times. His eyes were wide open, appearing as if he had died with his eyes wide open.
Ning Beichen killed the Old Ancestor of the Chen family in the blink of an eye, his methods being ruthless, which shocked everyone present.
However, what made them most panicked was not Ning Beichen's ruthlessness, but the fact that they hadn't seen how Ning Beichen had killed the Old Ancestor of the Chen family.
"Who else wants my things?"
Ning Beichen didn't even glance at the Old Ancestor of the Chen family, but looked at the people around him and said.
"Ning Beichen, you... you are so vicious! Unhuman! The Old Ancestor of the Chen family merely stated his request. If you felt it was inappropriate, you could have just refused. Why did you kill..."
Before the last word "him" could be uttered, a thin red line appeared on the neck of another person who had spoken up for the Old Ancestor of the Chen family. About three breaths later, the rose on his neck bloomed, and he met the same fate as the Old Ancestor of the Chen family.