Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World - Chapter 15773

15771. Chapter 15771 Provocation

At night, the Sword Hall in the center of Jianhe Continent was still brightly lit. This Sword Hall looked quite unique. It resembled a longsword lying flat on the ground. This longsword was enormous. Beneath this giant sword was a large hall. The walls of this hall were also very interesting. They were made entirely of longswords connected together. Those longswords were all real swords. According to the Jianhe Sect, they were all longswords wielded by Jianhe Sect disciples.

Jianhe Sect was a pure sword cultivation sect. Its disciples almost exclusively wielded a single longsword throughout their lives. This Sword Hall was enormous. To construct the walls with longswords, the number of swords required was enormous. Furthermore, the walls were extremely thick, indicating that the number of longswords was equivalent to the number of Jianhe Sect disciples who had died. This number was also very large.

Fu Cha led the Nine Suns Immortal Palace’s men to the Sword Hall. Jianhe Sect’s Honglu Temple Minister was waiting for them at the door. He looked to be in his fifties, with a serious expression, but a hint of a smile crept across his face when he saw Fu Cha. He cupped his fists and said, “Welcome everyone from the Nine Suns Immortal Palace to our Jianhe Sect. Please come in.” “

Honglu Temple” was an official title, not just a name reserved for other sects. In fact, any sect could use the name. Of course, there were also Dahong Temple and Sibin Temple, though “Honglu Temple” was more common.

Fu Cha quickly returned the greeting and said with a smile, “Thank you very much. Nine Suns Immortal Palace and Jianhe Sect have always been brother sects, with deep ties between us. I’m delighted to have you here this time. Please come in.” With that, he led everyone, followed by the Jianhe Sect’s men, into the hall.

The hall was enormous, lined with numerous small tables. It was also crowded with people, all members of the Jianhe Sect, standing and chatting. Upon seeing Fu Cha and his companions enter, their gazes shifted to them. However, few of these glances were kind; they all held a certain scrutiny, a touch of disdain, and even a touch of provocation.

Fu Cha ignored them and followed Guan Yi, the Minister of the Honglu Temple of the Jianhe Sect, to their seats. Guan Yi naturally took the main seat, while Fu Cha was assigned the first seat to the left, with the Jianhe Sect members to his right. In the Divine Realm, the left is considered the most respectful, demonstrating their deep respect for Fu Cha and his companions, giving them ample respect.

The hall was enormous, easily seating a thousand people at once. While the Nine Suns Immortal Palace had only a hundred people this time, there were now around five hundred in the hall. Aside from the hundred Nine Suns Immortal Palace members, the rest were all Jianhe Sect members.

After everyone was seated, Guan Yi raised his glass and tapped the golden bell beside his table. A melodious chime echoed, and the hall fell silent. Fu Cha quietly watched Guan Yi. He

raised his glass and gestured towards Fu Cha, then said, “Today, we welcome fellow Daoists from the Nine Suns Celestial Palace to visit our Jianhe Sect. Our two sects have long enjoyed a friendly relationship. Through countless generations of joint efforts, we have always considered each other brothers. The Nine Suns Celestial Palace’s visit to our sect further deepens our friendship. Come, toast to our friendship!”

Everyone raised their glasses and shouted, “Cheers!” Then, they drank the wine in their glasses in one gulp. After the toast was finished, Guan Yi no longer paid attention to the others. He waved his hand, indicating that everyone could do as they pleased. There was no requirement to toast three times, so this was just a formality, and after all the formalities were said, everyone could now do as they pleased.

At a banquet like this, people can actually move around freely. After the host finishes speaking and the banquet officially begins, you can move around freely. You can chat with friends or drink with them. No one forces you to sit in your seat.

Fu Cha also put down his wine glass at this time. A disciple of Jianhe Sect came to pour wine for Fu Cha. Fu Cha nodded at him and then said to Guan Yi: “Guan Siqing, given the relationship between our two sects, there is no need for such a waste. We are just on a diplomatic mission this time, which is not a big deal. Your hospitality is so generous that we are a little flattered.” Of course, his words were polite. Their relationship with Jianhe Sect was only average. Jianhe Sect did not submit to them, and they also regarded Jianhe Sect as a threat, but the two sects did not tear each other apart, nor did they have any conflicts, so they always maintained a superficial peace. So there was nothing wrong with what he said.

Guan Yi smiled and said, “This is as it should be. We are very happy that you have chosen our Jianhe Sect as the first stop of this diplomatic mission. I just hope that the friendship between our two sects can continue forever.”

Fu Cha smiled and said, “I will, please.” After that, he picked up the wine glass and gestured to Guan Yi. Guan Yi also gestured, and then they drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

As soon as they put down the wine glass, they heard a voice saying, “What’s the point of just drinking? Why not have some performances to liven up the atmosphere?”

When Fu Cha heard this voice, he knew something was going to happen. He turned around and saw a cultivator from the Jianhe Sect in his thirties standing there with a wine glass in his hand, his eyes looking straight at him.

Fu Cha smiled slightly, but did not speak. Instead, he turned his gaze elsewhere. The man from Jianhe Sect was stunned when he saw that Fu Cha did not seem to take him seriously. Then his expression changed and anger immediately appeared on his face. He raised his voice again and said, “Why don’t we invite all the friends from Jiuyang Immortal Palace to compete with us in two games to liven up the atmosphere?”

At this moment, everyone in the hall looked at Fu Cha and the others, especially those from Jianhe Sect. Many of them had an eager look in their eyes.

Fu Cha knew this would happen. He turned around and glanced at Guan Yi, and found that Guan Yi was looking at the person who was talking with a smile on his face, and had no intention of stopping him. Fu Cha knew that today’s matter could not be resolved peacefully. Thinking of this, he also turned around and glanced at the cultivator from Jianhe Sect, then chuckled and said, “Well, just drinking is really boring, so let’s have a competition. I just don’t know how to compete?”

When the person from Jianhe Sect heard that Fu Cha agreed, he couldn’t help but smile, and then he said, “How about five people each and five competitions?”

Fu Cha smiled and said, “Okay, let’s start. The guest should follow the host’s wishes. Please come in first.”

The man glanced at Fu Cha, then at the people in the hall, and finally his eyes fell on a cultivator in his twenties. He then nodded at the man, who immediately put down his wine glass, moved, and swept to the middle of the hall. He saluted Guan Yi and Fu Cha and said, “Greetings to the Temple Master, greetings to the Young Master Fu, I am Su Qing, a disciple of the Jianhe Sect, and would like to ask for guidance from fellow Taoists of the Jiuyang Immortal Palace.”

Fu Cha glanced at this Su Qing, who looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with an upright figure and eyes like lightning. He was wearing a green warrior suit, which looked clean and neat. His whole aura was like a long sword drawn from its sheath.

Fu Cha then glanced at the crowd behind him. The man’s strength was not bad, having reached the Royal Palace level, which was quite impressive for his age. Furthermore, he was a sword cultivator, whose offensive power was the strongest. If they wanted to defeat him, they had to send someone of similar age and strength. Only then would it be fair. This was a competition, not a fight to the death, so of course fairness was important. With this thought in mind, Fu Cha said, “Huang Ying.”

A disciple of the Nine Suns Immortal Palace stood up and walked into the arena. He looked to be in his twenties, dressed in a black warrior uniform embroidered with five suns, and his strength was also at the Royal Palace level.

Huang Ying was a swordsman prodigy within the Nine Suns Immortal Palace. While the Nine Suns Immortal Palace wasn’t a swordsman sect, they did have specialized swordsmanship techniques, and those techniques were quite powerful. Furthermore, Huang Ying’s swordsmanship was a prodigy, so Fu Cha had chosen him to fight.

Before setting out, Fu Cha had thoroughly researched the people accompanying him. He knew their strengths, which was why he mentioned Huang Ying’s name. “

Isn’t your Jianhe Sect a sword sect? Then let me see how your swordsmanship compares. We’ll also send a swordsman this time. I want to see who’s more formidable, your Jianhe Sect’s or the Nine Suns Celestial Palace’s.” This was Fu Cha’s truest thought.

After Huang Ying stepped forward, he cupped his fists towards Su Qing and said in a deep voice, “Nine Suns Celestial Palace, Huang Ying, honored.”

Su Qing returned the greeting, then fell silent. Instead, he moved his hand, and the next moment, a longsword appeared in his hand.

The sword looked quite unique. It was over three feet long, yet the blade curved like a snake. The most intriguing thing was the tip of the sword: it was forked, one large and one small, creating a truly unique look.

As he unsheathed the sword, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly shifted. A chilling, venomous aura, like a venomous snake, filled the air. They looked at Su Qing as if he weren’t just an ordinary person, but a massive snake, coiled in the grass, gazing at everyone around with a cold gaze. Everyone’s expressions darkened. Su Qing’s aura betrayed his immense strength.

Huang Ying also moved, his hand flicking, revealing a longsword. This sword was also quite distinctive, with a straight, yet wide blade. It was obvious it was heavy, and a large sun pattern adorned the blade, creating a strikingly beautiful image.

As Huang Ying unsheathed the sword, his aura shifted. It felt as if a sun had suddenly risen into the sky, its warm rays illuminating the earth and dispelling all the chilling air.

(End of this Chapter.)