There's No Way My Dad Is A Legendary Cultivator

Jiang Ping asked again.

Yan'er nodded firmly.

"It kept talking about saving him..."

Jiang Ping began to guess in his heart.

Could it be like what the shopkeeper said, it was a divine weapon? Or a high-level immortal weapon?

Because above immortal artifacts, this weapon, which was originally just a tool, began to have spiritual intelligence.

Since Yan'er said that this iron bar could speak, it couldn't be ruled out that it was a divine weapon. It was using its mind to communicate with Yan'er.

Jiang Ping said.

"Yan'er, try communicating with it with your mind. Ask it if it can hear you!"

Yan'er did as she was told. As expected, Yan'er raised her head in surprise and told Jiang Ping that she could communicate with it.

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This time, Jiang Ping confirmed in his heart that this was a weapon. As for the grade, he wasn't too certain, but it was definitely above immortal artifacts.

Jiang Ping asked Yan'er to ask how to save it.

After a while, Yan'er said with a twisted face.

"It said that it wants to come out, and it needs an excellent whetstone."

Jiang Ping frowned.

The whetstone Yan'er mentioned was definitely not the kind that ordinary people used, but a special stone used on the weapons of cultivators.

This kind of stone could greatly increase the power of weapons. However, due to the scarcity of this whetstone, it would be difficult to find.

It was said that if a nail-sized whetstone appeared on the market, even if its grade was relatively poor, it would be able to cause many people to fight over it until they bled.

Jiang Ping shook his head and said.

"Daddy doesn't have this thing for the time being. However, you can tell it that when we encounter it, we will definitely think of a way to get it and save it."

Yan'er acknowledged it and began to communicate with it with her inner voice.

After a while, the little girl's brows finally relaxed.

She smiled and said to Jiang Ping.

"It said yes, and it will wait for us. Then it became quiet."

Jiang Ping silently took this matter to heart.

Then, he sent the little girl back to sleep.

The next morning, Chen Chiran arrived at Xianlai Island.

He first sat cross-legged on the ground to recover the energy he had consumed while traveling.

After about 15 minutes, Chen Chiran stood up.

At this time, Wen Lin appeared out of nowhere.

"Father-in-law, you're finally here!"

Chen Chiran glared at him, and Wen Lin immediately called him sect master.

"Sect Master, they're now waiting for the ferry in Xianlai Island."

"I know which inn they are staying in. I will take you there."

Chen Chiran said calmly.

"No need."

Then, he flew into the sky and shouted at the top of Xianlai Island.

"Which one is Jiang Ping!"

"Come out and face your death. Otherwise, if I go to you, I will kill your whole family!"

The people on the island all raised their heads, but they were not too surprised.

After all, it was an island where the ferry docked, and the people coming and going were all cultivators.

It was inevitable that they would run into enemies who wanted to fight.

However, there was a clear rule on the island that if they wanted to fight, they could!

They could fight when they were 50 miles away from Xianlai Island.

For so long, no one dared to break this rule.

Because at first, a brainless cultivator attacked when he was on the island. In the end, that person and his enemies were all beaten up by all sorts of cultivators on the island.

Therefore, after that, no one would be stupid enough to attack while they were on the island.

Jiang Ping was still eating breakfast when he heard someone calling his name outside.

He used his spiritual energy to sense it.

When he sensed the aura of the person in the sky and Wen Lin's, Jiang Ping murmured impatiently.

"After hitting the young one, the old one comes. How troublesome..."

After taking a bite of the steamed bun, he told the three little girls that his friend had come, and he was going out to welcome them.

The three little girls couldn't care less. They were fighting for food with Lei Jingyun and Qiu Chi.

Jiang Ping stood up and was about to go out to fight.

Zhao Tianqian reminded him.

"Do you need me to follow you?"

The old Taoist priest and Jiang Ping released their spiritual energy almost at the same time when they heard the voice.

It was precisely because the old Taoist priest sensed that the cultivation of the person in the sky was not weaker than Jiang Ping's that he asked this question.

Jiang Ping grinned and said.

"No need. I'm the strongest even if we are in the same realm."

Zhao Tianqian said with a look of disdain.

"Let's see what you can do!"

Because the old Taoist priest had already copied the sword manual and returned it to Jiang Ping. When he fell out with Jiang Ping, it was like flipping through a book.

His pestering attitude from yesterday was nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Ping rolled his eyes at Zhao Tianqian, walked out of the door, and flew into the sky.

"Your grandfather, Jiang Ping, is here!"

Chen Chiran saw how arrogant Jiang Ping was, but he was not angry. After all, he had met too many people who started with arrogant words and ended up kneeling and begging for mercy.

The more ruthless Jiang Ping was, the happier Chen Chiran was. He thought that he would be even more excited when Jiang Ping begged for mercy later.

"You can't break the rules. Do you dare to follow me 50 miles away?"

Chen Chiran shouted.

Jiang Ping smiled.

"Why not!"

The two of them flew out of Xianlai Island under the eyes of the crowd.

Chen Chiran flew in the air. When he was out of the sea area under the jurisdiction of Xianlai Island, he suddenly stopped and stood in the air.

Jiang Ping also stopped.

"How do you want to fight?"

"I haven't had enough breakfast. Let's finish it quickly. I have to go back to eat."

Jiang Ping said to the old man in front of him impatiently.

Chen Chiran actually laughed out loud.

"You are quite straightforward. You have the same appetite like me, but your tone is a bit arrogant."

Jiang Ping couldn't be bothered to listen to this nonsense.

He yawned and urged Chen Chiran to hurry up.

Chen Chiran snorted coldly.

"Since you want to end this as soon as possible, then I'll only use one strike."

"If you can withstand this strike of mine, then I'll leave calmly."

The reason why Chen Chiran was so confident was that his own swordsmanship was unrivaled.

In the past, no matter who his opponent was, he would be able to defeat him with one strike.

Jiang Ping looked at the confident old man in front of him.

He smiled.

"Is that so? What a coincidence. I have a sword as well."

"I just don't know who is stronger and who is weaker when compared to you."

A wicked smile hung on the corner of Chen Chiran's mouth.

"Oh? So you want to test out my strike?"

As he spoke, Chen Chiran drew his sword out of its sheath and held it horizontally in his hand.

The Cloud Mist Sword in Chen Chiran's hand was a top-grade immortal artifact. Furthermore, when paired with his cloud-slicing sword technique, its destructive power was incredible!

Jiang Ping also extended his hand and summoned the thin Sun Moon Yin-Yang Sword.

When the sword in Jiang Ping's hand appeared, Chen Chiran fixed his eyes on it. He could feel the sharpness of the sword, but he took a closer look.

After seeing the thickness of the sword, he shook his head and said.

"That sword of yours is sharp enough. However, the body of the sword is too thin. How much sword intent and spiritual energy can it hold?"

Jiang Ping didn't say anything. He just stretched out his other hand.

"Let's not talk about it anymore. Whether the sword is good or not, we'll know once we try it!"