Xianxia: My Junior Sisters Are Freaks!

On the Sunset Peak.

Su Xing was lying on a rocking chair, but this time, the place was changed to a bamboo forest.

The time to guide the disciples was at night.

There were still a few hours before night time, so Su Xing was not in a hurry to go. He watched his two Junior Sisters cultivate while he brewed tea. It was very enjoyable.

It had to be said that his two Junior Sisters’ martial arts talent was simply monstrous. Within a short period of time, they had already practiced the “Nine Solitary Swords” to the third sword Flying Sword form.

Combining the illusory sword form and broken sword form from before, this was already the third level.

Although Mo Yuanqing had come into contact with the “Nine Solitary Swords” a little later than Su Yan’er, at the same time, she had also grasped the profound meaning of the third sword. It was likely that she would be able to break through to the fourth or even the fifth sword soon.

At this moment, the two of them were using swords against swords.They were exchanging blows with each other.

They had their own understanding of swords. Although they were also using the Nine Solitary Swords, if one looked carefully, one would discover that each of their swords carried their own unique aura.

It was already dusk, and the sun was setting.

The two great beauties were dancing against each other with their swords. The scene was beautiful and poetic.

“Martial Uncle Su Xing, the nine peaks training ground is ready. The sect leader asked me to inform you.”

Just as Su Xing was enjoying the scene, a respectful voice came from the foot of the mountain.

“Got it. I’ll go there later.”

Su Xing slowly stood up and prepared to go to the training ground.

His gaze slowly swept over Su Yan’er and Mo Yuanqing. A satisfied expression appeared on his face.

“Junior Sisters, senior brother will be leaving for a while. You two… forget it.”

“Don’t wait for me for dinner.”

After he finished speaking, Su Xing directly went down the mountain.

After he left, the sounds of fighting in the bamboo forest suddenly stopped.

Su Yan ‘er and Mo Yuanqing separated after one strike. Then, the two of them looked at each other, both somewhat at a loss.

“Senior brother, what did you say just now? Junior Sister Qing’er, did you hear it clearly?” Su Yan’er frowned slightly, as if she was somewhat puzzled by the matter just now.

“Dinner, waiting for him… seems to be like this.”

Mo Yuanqing pondered for a moment, then seriously uttered a few words. However, he also shook his head somewhat uncertainly.

Obviously, the two people who were immersed in the comprehension of the Sword Dao had no idea what Su Xing had told them before he left.

They were silent for a moment.

The two people no longer hesitated, and continued to cultivate the Sword Dao.

Time passed.

The setting sun gradually disappeared into the mountains and night fell.

Su Xing leisurely walked into the main hall.

It was quiet, completely silent.

The Mysterious Sky Sword Sect, which was usually noisy even at night, was exceptionally quiet today.

In the main hall, Zhuang Changhe was pacing back and forth. When he saw Su Xing enter, he slowly let out a sigh of relief.

Other than Zhuang Changhe, there were a few other figures sitting in the main hall. They were the eight chief seats.

There were nine peaks in the Blackheaven Sword Sect, so naturally, there were nine chief seats. However, Bai Xueling of the Sunset Peak had always been elusive. No one knew where she had gone to.

Su Xing’s first cultivation impartation elder was a major event in the Blackheaven Sword Sect, so it was no surprise that a few high-ranking officials came to the scene.

First, they wanted to see this mysterious martial nephew. After all, Su Xing had been in the Blackheaven Sword Sect for more than ten years. Everyone’s impression of him was still on his stunning appearance. No one knew anything about his cultivation and strength.

However, the news of Su Xing had long spread throughout the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect.

Everyone was shocked by Su Xing’s strength and monstrous talent, but they also found it hard to believe.

It was hard to imagine that Su Xing, who seemed to be nothing but handsome, was actually a hidden expert of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect.

“Several martial uncles are here. Su Xing greets several seniors.”

Feeling several auras prying on his body, Su Xing smiled noncommittally and cupped his hands towards the people in the hall.

“Eh? I can’t sense his aura at all. I can’t sense it at all.”

Could it be that he had cultivated to the stage of returning to simplicity?

He had restrained his aura to the level of a mortal, but no one would believe that he was a mortal.

After all, the past was the past.

He was close to the legendary realm, and his strength was almost invincible.

One had to know that in the vast eastern wastelands, other than some old monsters who could reach the advanced stage of Ascension, there were very few cultivators who could reach the advanced stage of Ascension on the surface, let alone those above the realm of Ascension.

That was already infinitely close to the immortal realm.

“Little friend Su Xing, don’t stand on ceremony. Who can still be called your martial uncle nowadays? Not to mention your own strength, just in terms of seniority, you are of the same generation as Sword Master.”

Zhuang Changhe took a step forward and arrived in front of Su Xing with a special smile on his face.

There was no priority in learning, the one who had reached was the first.

With Su Xing’s cultivation, not to mention being their martial uncle, even calling him a patriarch was not excessive.

It was unknown what kind of mentality he had, but after Zhuang Changhe finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the few chief seats with awkward expressions and said.

“What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and greet little friend Su Xing!”

Everyone:”…”

“We, pay our respects to little friend.”

After being slightly stunned, a few inaudible voices sounded.

When Su Xing heard this, he nodded his head with a strange expression on his face.

It didn’t matter how they addressed him. The most important thing today was to announce su Xing as a strength imparting elder and to arrange for the first trial for the disciples of the Blackheaven Sword sect.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, everyone escorted Su Xing out of the hall.

At this moment, the cultivation grounds of the nine peaks were already overcrowded. Many people had appeared in the huge cultivation grounds of the nine peaks.

It could be seen that most of the disciples of the mysterious Heavenly Sword sect had already arrived.

The scene at the foot of the sunset peak was simply too shocking.

Just by relying on his aura, he was able to suppress everyone from the clear water sect. With a cold shout, his sect master, Yin Yijun, addressed him as the patriarch. Zhuang Changhe even said that he was an existence close to the legendary realm. What was the concept of the legendary realm? He was a legendary immortal!

Right now, in the entire Blackheaven Sword sect, everyone knew of Su Xing’s fame.

Long before this, Zhuang Changhe had already informed the disciples that tonight, Su Xing would become a strength imparting elder and begin to guide the disciples in their cultivation.

Once this news was spread out, all the disciples of the Blackheaven Sword sect were in an uproar!

Before the sky turned dark, most of the disciples had already gathered in the square.

Thus, Su Xing’s appeal could be seen.

“Someone is coming!”

The moment they appeared, the crowd who had been waiting for a long time could not help but stir up a commotion. Most of the People’s gazes were on the green-clothed youth who was walking at the front.

That person was Su Xing.

To most of the disciples of the mysterious Sky Sword sect, this junior martial uncle had already become an idol-like existence.

He was handsome, and his strength was too strong. He definitely had a powder-sucking attribute.

“That person is senior brother Su Xing?”

“Wrong, you should call him senior martial uncle Su Xing!”

“Senior martial uncle Su Xing has become more handsome again. He has actually reached such a realm despite being the same age as us. It’s hard to believe if I didn’t see it with my own eyes.”

“That’s right. I saw it on the spot, and my head is still buzzing. I almost missed the opportunity for senior martial uncle Su Xing to personally guide us today…”

“It’s said that martial uncle Su Xing has promised the sect leader that he will allow all of us to achieve a breakthrough within a month. If someone else had said that, I would have slapped them. However, since martial uncle Su Xing has said so, we can’t miss such a good opportunity to advance.”

Many of the disciples present were discussing animatedly!

Everyone’s gaze was focused on the tall and slender figure on the stage.

Zhuang Changhe was quite ruthless. Not only did he expose Su Xing as the cultivation impartation elder and give pointers to the disciples of the mysterious Heavenly Sword sect, he even spread the news that Su Xing had promised him.

No one knew if he was just putting pressure on the disciples or if he wanted to use this method to show off Su Xing’s monstrous methods.

All in all, everyone was looking forward to it.