I Cheated While Cultivating

Grandmaster!

Zhou Heng had become a Grandmaster!

This news was like a bolt from the blue for the three Great Grandmasters of the Heaven Sword Sect, thoroughly disrupting their original plans.

The Heaven Sword Sect had once dealt with Zhou Heng and was very clear about how powerful this reincarnated being was.

Qiu Yu, although considered outstanding among the Absolute Fourth Rank Great Grandmasters, had led three others to find Zhou Heng, who was then only at the Secret Sixth Rank in the True Energy Realm, aiming to retrieve the Divine Artifact “Brilliant Yang Celestial Mirror.” In the end, he met his demise with his physical body destroyed.

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Though according to Qiu Yu’s account, Zhou Heng had used a method that did not belong to the Secret Sixth Rank level—most likely a trump card left from his former life to secure victory—it did not mean Zhou Heng was weak.

After all, a common Secret Sixth Rank facing an Absolute Fourth Rank wouldn’t even think about counterattacking, let alone muster the thought to resist.

Zhou Heng was already so powerful when he was at the Secret Sixth Rank; how much more formidable would he be now that he had ascended to the Sect Fifth Rank?

“Elder Brother Chen, Elder Sister Wu, how should we handle the matter of the Sword Pavilion?” Qu Zhenghe asked with furrowed brows, appearing to be a man in his thirties, quite handsome, and one of the three Great Grandmasters from the Heaven Sword Sect present.

Qu Zhenghe’s referred Elder Brother Chen and Elder Sister Wu were named Chen Lang and Wu Huisheng. Like Qu Zhenghe, they were newly minted Great Grandmasters who had cultivated the Yang God’s Dharma Body less than a hundred years ago.

Clearly, the Heaven Sword Sect also knew that coming to disrupt the founding ceremony of the Jiange was risky, and thus they were unwilling to dispatch their valued old sect Dharma Bodies, instead sending these three “newcomers.”

“Our Heaven Sword Sect has always considered itself the inheritor of the Sword Pavilion’s legacy, and now someone is using the banner of reviving the Sword Saint’s heritage to rebuild the Sword Pavilion, practically trampling on our Heaven Sword Sect’s head. Both sentimentally and logically, we must destroy this founding ceremony.”

Chen Lang spoke up; he was a tall and robust man whose speech was filled with a commanding presence, sounding righteous. But as he spoke, he suddenly shifted course,

“However, we must consider the actual situation. Although the successful establishment of this Sword Pavilion would be a great embarrassment for us, we have to remember that it’s just a sect in Da Qi, which shouldn’t have too much impact on us with our main base in Southern Jin.”

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“So, Elder Brother Chen, what exactly are you suggesting?” Wu Huisheng was a woman in her twenties, young and beautiful, with an extraordinary demeanor. She caught onto Chen Lang’s point but pretended not to understand, laughing, “Are we going to put in our full effort to disrupt the Sword Pavilion’s founding ceremony or not?”

“The sect leader has also attached great importance to this operation,” Qu Zhenghe added, his face showing a troubled expression, “But Zhou Heng is simply too strong. He was able to bring down Absolute Fourth Rank Qiu Yu when he was in the True Energy Realm. Now that he has become a Grandmaster, he must be even stronger.”

“You two…” Chen Lang seemed to understand their intention, wanting him to make things clear. He sighed and said, “Alright, since it’s come to this, we all know what to do. I’ll just put forth a suggestion, prioritize survival.”

“Mmm, I agree with that,” Wu Huisheng nodded lightly, smiling, “Elder Brother Chen’s proposal is good, we should prioritize our lives.”

“Indeed, it should be so, it should be so,” Qu Zhenghe seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, nodding continuously, “Preserving our lives is most important, we are all newly promoted Absolute Fourth Rank, with great expectations for the future. We should survive and serve the sect as much as possible.”

…

The eighth day of the second lunar month.

The founding ceremony of the Sword Pavilion was held as scheduled.

It was possibly the most grandiose and majestic ceremony for a Secret Sixth Rank sect’s establishment in recent years.

Over ten Grandmasters came to offer their congratulations, and Longevity Way even sent an Absolute Fourth Rank Great Grandmaster. Other branches of Longevity Way also sent Secret Sixth Rank experts to give their blessings.

Furthermore, due to Cheng Zhi, Li Qingyao, Chu Qingchuan and others’ connections, many small and medium-sized sects related to Infinite Temple, Jade Pond Sect, and Shenxiao Sect sent representatives to congratulate the establishment of Jiange.

Of course, the person most affected was Zhou Heng.

Upon learning of his actual arrival at the Sword Pavilion, numerous sects related to the Pure Yang Palace or those wanting to curry favor with it sent their congratulations; among them were not a few Grandmasters-level experts.

Out of the dozen or so Grandmasters who came to congratulate them, nine did so because of Zhou Heng.

This elevated the Sword Pavilion’s grand opening ceremony to a level of grandeur that far exceeded what any disciple had anticipated.

It was incredibly exaggerated.

Even Zhao Qingshu, who was quite proud, was dumbstruck and found it unbelievable how many powerful figures had come to offer their congratulations.

At the same time, he became even clearer about Zhou Heng’s significance. Recalling how he once harbored resentment towards Zhou Heng made him feel a lingering fear.

Fortunately, he had come to his senses in time; otherwise, he probably would have caused great trouble for his master and the Sword Pavilion.

Such emotional shifts brought Zhao Qingshu a sense of inexplicable gratitude and reverence towards Zhou Heng.

The opening ceremony proceeded step by step; after the guests had offered their congratulations, it was time for the Sword Pavilion disciples to welcome Pavilion Master Fang Wen to ascend the platform and take up the Pavilion Master’s Sword.

There were a total of three hundred and sixty-five steps from where Fang Wen stood to the location of the Pavilion Master’s Sword. He had to step deliberately and slowly, as a sign of respect for the Sword Saint’s heritage.

The moment Fang Wen grasped the Pavilion Master’s Sword, the Sword Pavilion’s grand opening ceremony would be considered wholly complete.

This stage was the most likely for intruders to cause disturbances.

If someone managed to successfully prevent Fang Wen from ascending or caused significant embarrassment to the Sword Pavilion, even if the ceremony eventually concluded successfully, the Sword Pavilion would become a laughingstock and struggle to establish credibility.

However, because the array of powerhouses who came to celebrate at the Sword Pavilion was so overwhelmingly strong, those who wanted to cause trouble due to Fang Wen flaunting the flag of the Sword Dao ancestry to establish his sect mostly retreated, allowing Fang Wen’s ascent to go quite smoothly.

But just as Fang Wen reached the three hundredth step, very close to the high platform, three bright rays of light suddenly flew from outside the Sword Pavilion.

These three rays contained an exceptionally mighty sharpness, almost tearing the sky apart, stirring up an intangible storm that made the principles of the world turn tempestuous all of a sudden.

It was as if the heavens themselves were enraged, intending to send down sword lights to strike Fang Wen.

“Great Grandmaster!”

“Three Great Grandmasters – and they are Sword Dao Great Grandmasters!”

“That sword intent, it’s from the Heaven Sword Sect!”

Exclamations of shock rose from the crowd as some recognized the identity of the incomers.

These three sword lights were indeed from the three Great Grandmasters sent by the Heaven Sword Sect; they had finally come to the Sword Pavilion.

“Just in time!” Zhou Heng chuckled softly, took a step forward, and in a blink, he flew up into the sky, intercepting the path of those three rays of light, then gently pushed his hairpin.

In an instant, a thirty-three-layered Xuanhuang treasure pagoda formed, with Xuanhuang energy transforming into layers of celebratory clouds. It covered the sky, blocking the way of those three.

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