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Tan Shuchang had just lowered his sword light when he was stopped by two people.

"Uncle! Uncle, save me!"

They were two young boys, both looking around eleven or twelve years old. Seeing Tan Shuchang's sword light, they excitedly flew over with their swords, low to the ground.

Neither of the boys had high cultivation levels, probably cultivating for only a few years, but possessing flying swords allowed them to enjoy the thrill of sword flight.

Of course, it was a low-quality, knockoff version of sword flight, not rising more than six to nine feet off the ground.

And they couldn't fly for too long either.

Tan Shuchang had noticed the two boys early on, but he didn't pay much attention, since there were too many cultivators who chose flying swords as their magic artifacts, just because they could perform sword flight.

These types of cultivators could be called sword cultivators, but out of a thousand, you might not find even one who could achieve Integration of Man and Sword.

Do not assume that all elders of Mount Jiantu were at least at the level of Integration of Man and Sword; they had been through rigorous selections.

Now, hearing these youngsters' form of address, Tan Shuchang couldn't help feeling a bit curious. Was the Jiacha Sect starting to recruit male disciples, or was it that one of his junior martial brothers or sisters had taken on disciples?

As Tan Shuchang speculated in his heart, the first words spoken by the two young boys after they landed their swords struck him like a bolt of lightning.

Because they said, "Uncle, Uncle, senior sister is up ahead blocking that bullying Swordsman of Heavenly Sword Mansion. Please go help senior sister! Otherwise, our Mount Jiantu's reputation will be suppressed by the Heavenly Sword Mansion!"

Tan Shuchang, unaware of when he had joined Mount Jiantu, thought: "..."

He was momentarily silent before realizing what might have triggered it.

Perhaps it was because of that Ji Ling flying sword he had previously put away.

Thus, he took out the flying sword.

Sure enough, the flying sword emitted a faint sword cry. This sword had made some noise earlier, but since it had already resounded two or three times along the way, Tan Shuchang had ignored it.

"Uncle is actually a disciple under Elder Kumoku!" Seeing this flying sword, the two young boys became even more excited.

"How did you recognize me?" Taking a whimsical moment, Tan Shuchang casually lifted the two boys and slowly headed towards the source of the sword cry from the Ji Ling flying sword.

"Uncle, when we descended the mountain, the elders inside the sect required us to memorize the finest flying swords of Mount Jiantu. Each one's sword light is unique. If we encountered one, we could either call for help or report something." One of the boys quickly explained, but after explaining, he couldn't help but urge, "Senior sister can't hold on much longer; you need to hurry, Uncle!"

"No rush, no rush." Tan Shuchang said soothingly.

"But did senior sister win?" The two boys immediately rejoiced.

"No, she has already been defeated." Tan Shuchang said with a smile. With his perception skills, he had already sensed the specific situation over there.

At that moment, he also sent a message to the Swordsman, telling him that he had caught the two boys who were running away.

"Senior sister was defeated? So she has to apologize and admit wrongdoing?"

The two boys suddenly looked crestfallen, but then turning to see Tan Shuchang, they quickly said, "Uncle, actually, it's not our fault. You have to help us regain our honor!"

"Next time for sure. This time, though, since there's already a result, it's not good for me to intervene." Tan Shuchang said dismissively.

"That's right, that shameless Swordsman who bullies the weaker! Uncle, as a top disciple of Mount Jiantu under Elder Kumoku, how can you lower yourself to his level!"

However, the two boys believed him and even found a suitable excuse for "Uncle Tan" from the position of Mount Jiantu.

If Tan Shuchang hadn't known he wasn't from Mount Jiantu, he might have almost believed it himself.

Shortly after, Tan Shuchang met the Swordsman. The two greeted each other with clasped fists, then Tan Shuchang asked, "What happened to her?"

He was referring to a girl who looked quite stubborn.

Seemingly in her twenties, dressed in a red robe that, in terms of vibrancy, could compete with some bewitching witches and demons; the girl was glaring at the Swordsman, clearly unconvinced.

"The same old problem with Mount Jiantu, everyone just thinks they are right, without considering the facts, dumb as pigs," the Swordsman said irritably.

The cause and progression of the event were quite simple: initially, the two boys saw another boy beating up an old man, intervened out of a sense of injustice, only to find that the boy was unexpectedly strong. Thus, the situation escalated until the girl in the red robe intervened, severely injuring the boy, which the Swordsman noticed.

He sensed something amiss right away, and so, the following scene unfolded.

And indeed, that was the case. The boy had recognized the old man as the one who had abducted his sister years ago.

The boy was later unexpectedly picked up by an aging loose cultivator, who, knowing his days were numbered, simply taught all his knowledge to the boy after saving him. The boy diligently practiced what he was taught, using an inferior sword cultivation technique to achieve Integration of Man and Sword.

Upon hearing this, Tan Shuchang couldn't help but pointedly sigh, "Pigs are actually quite smart, they just have a poor living environment. To be honest, pigs are much smarter than many other animals that seem intelligent only because of their better conditions."

"Then she's as dumb as a donkey." The Swordsman agreed readily.