Wedding Night: I Am Forced To Marry A Dragon Girl

Chapter 840: Chapter 840: Purgatory God Sword Sect!
 

“We’re at the sect now,”

Lin Zijin said with a faint smile, “The sect has its rules, the space channel that’s opened can only be at the mountain gate. There are also many other rules, you’ll know them in time.”

After finishing, he patted Jiang Xiaobai’s shoulder, “Go ahead, I’ll take you to meet Elder Song first.”

“Wait, are all these rules restrictive?”

Jiang Xiaobai quickly asked.

He felt he needed to be clear on this matter as he didn’t like being constrained.

For example, like Ao Yan, who had to remain in the sect until reaching a certain realm. That wouldn’t be good.

“Hehe, I know what you’re worried about. Don’t worry, the Sword Sect is different from other sects, we have a lot of freedom,”

“Just think about it, what would it be like to be in a very free, and also strong, sect?”

As Lin Zijin spoke, he had already raised his hand to greet someone in front of him.

“Brother Lin, did you find a sword cultivation genius outside?”

One guy laughed hehe.

“It’s Elder Song’s task.”

Lin Zijin smiled faintly, then turned to greet other people continuously.

The square was incredibly vast.

Sword cultivators covered the sky and earth; it was impossible to know how many there were!

Above the entire square, even above the main gate, were soaring sword intents.

No wonder Li Fugui was so excited.

For him, this place was truly a paradise.

“Hahaha, no matter what, I must join the Purgatory God Sword Sect this time, even if it means sweeping floors!”

Li Fugui laughed out loud.

Jiang Xiaobai quipped from the side, “What if they make you clean the toilets?”

Li Fugui was stunned; he clearly hadn’t expected Jiang Xiaobai to come at him with such quirky logic.

“What does it matter? As long as I can stay in such a paradise, even if they arrange for me to live in the toilets, it wouldn’t be a problem!”

Jiang Xiaobai rolled his eyes — this guy was hopeless!

The group quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain gate.

Just standing under the mountain gate, one could feel the terrifying sword intent aura above one’s head!

Jiang Xiaobai wanted to look up, but Lin Zijin stopped him.

“Don’t, it could lead to trouble!”

“Your sword cultivation isn’t strong enough. In the distance, the sword intent seems harmless, but at such close range, you could get dragged into it. If you can’t get out, you’re done for.”

Speaking of which, Lin Zijin sighed, “Every year, because of this, many good seeds are lost. Luckily, our sect leader is incredibly strong and can barely save a few.”

Huo Shuyu asked in confusion, “If there is such a danger, why place this frightening sword intent at the entrance?”

“You don’t understand, this is called ‘facade’!”

Li Fugui chuckled, “If I were a sword cultivation expert, I wouldn’t just put it at the entrance–I’d want to show off my sword intent everywhere, all the time.”

Lin Zijin smiled faintly, “It’s not exactly a facade. It’s said that the founding ancestor of our sect, one night after getting drunk, acted on a whim and carved these characters with sword intent right on this mountain gate.”

“Thousands of years have passed, and the sword intent remains, circulating without dissipating.”

“There was nothing much at the time, but later on, this mountain gate became a symbol to warn enemies, and to generate fighting spirit among the disciples, among other things.”

Just then, several women suddenly walked out from the mountain gate.

“Little Lin, you’re back?”

Suddenly, a charming voice came through, and shortly after, Jiang Xiaobai and the others felt a fragrant breeze.

A figure crashed fiercely into Lin Zijin.

“Cough cough, little junior sister, what are you doing? There are so many people watching!”

Lin Zijin hurriedly called out.

Qiao Yunshen stuck out her tongue, “What’s there to be shy about? What’s wrong with a junior sister hugging her senior brother?”

“No problem, right?”

“Cough cough.”

Jiang Xiaobai coughed awkwardly on the side.

Then Qiao Yunshen’s gaze shifted over, curiously sizing up Jiang Xiaobai.

“Xiaolin, is this the sword prodigy you were talking about?”

Lin Zijin, with a head full of black lines: “Don’t call me Xiaolin; show some respect, call me Brother Lin!”

“Okay Xiaolin, got it Xiaolin!”

“You!”

Before Lin Zijin could say anything else, Qiao Yunshen had already run over to Jiang Xiaobai and reached out his hand.

“Hello, my name is Qiao Yunshen!”

“Jiang Xiaobai.”

“Nice name!”

Qiao Yunshen gave Jiang Xiaobai a thumbs-up: “Fresh and elegant, I like it.”

“From now on, I’ve got your back in the Sword Sect, if anyone bullies you, just tell me, I’ll definitely beat them up, and if I can’t, Xiaolin here will help out!”

“Don’t call me Xiaolin!” Veins were about to pop out of Lin Zijin’s forehead.

Clearly, he was trying his best to hold back.

But Qiao Yunshen completely ignored him, laughing and not acting like an outsider at all.

He even grabbed Jiang Xiaobai’s hand and started walking forward.

“Let’s go, let’s go, I’ll take you to have a look around the Sword Sect, there are so many fun things here.”

For a moment, Jiang Xiaobai did not know whether to struggle or not to struggle.

Fortunately, Qiao Yunshen’s behavior was blocked by a woman with a very large bust.

“Yunshen!”

The big-busted sister scolded: “Stop fooling around!”

“Oh…”

Qiao Yunshen, who feared neither heaven nor earth, actually showed weakness in front of this woman.

Jiang Xiaobai was even more shocked—who was this?

“Sorry about that, I’m Yunshen’s sister, Qiao Yunnian.”

Qiao Yunnian apologized with a smile: “Yunshen has always been like this since he was a child, don’t mind him, Xiaolin, you go and take him to see Elder Song.”

“Yes, Senior Sister!”

Then Lin Zijin hurriedly dragged Jiang Xiaobai inside.

You could faintly hear Qiao Yunnian scolding Qiao Yunshen from behind.

Having finally shaken off Qiao Yunshen, Lin Zijin took a deep breath.

“Really, how unpredictable.”

“Intestines wrapped in more intestines?” Jiang Xiaobai added a line.

Lin Zijin, with a head full of black lines: “What are you talking about, I don’t understand, listen, Xiaobai, the environment in the entire Sword Sect is quite harmonious. Although there are conflicts among disciples, they don’t escalate to a high degree.”

“You can have conflicts with anyone, but the only two you can’t afford to offend are those two women.”

Jiang Xiaobai and the others were all taken aback.

In unison: “Why?”

“They are the sect master’s daughters, that’s why!”

“Oh!”

Jiang Xiaobai didn’t really have any reaction, but thinking about it, they were both daughters, so why was there such a big difference?

Qiao Yunnian obviously seemed a bit more pleasant.

Soon, after passing through many tall buildings, they finally arrived in front of a small courtyard.

From inside, there was the sound of a girl sobbing.

“What are you crying for? Look at the way you cultivate, it’s embarrassing to say that you’re my disciple!” The voice of Song Huonan came from inside.

Lin Zijin knocked on the door sheepishly.

The courtyard door opened quickly, and Jiang Xiaobai saw Su Qingchen kneeling on the ground, sobbing.

With a look of utter grievance, it was heartbreaking to see.

“You lad are here?”

“Heh, sit down and then we’ll talk.”

“Don’t mind this; your Senior Sister Qing’er was slacking off during cultivation again. She does this often, and I, as her master, am not a harsh person!”

However, this explanation sounded quite off, no matter how you heard it.