Chapter 28 - This Is the Holy Land of Sword Cultivators! (2/2)

Such a talented youth was very rare. The sect master must have intended to train his direct disciple, which was why the youth was patrolling the mountain. Otherwise, who would order such a precious talent to patrol the mountain?

Wu Haotian affirmed his thoughts and the smile at the corners of his mouth became much more confident.

“No, no, I am just an ordinary disciple among the many disciples. I am not a direct disciple.”

What?!

Upon hearing Nan Mending’s reply, the members of the Wu Family opened their mouths wide in disbelief.

If an ordinary disciple had such talent, how terrifying would a direct disciple be?

Wu Haotian looked at the disciple in front of him who had a natal flying sword, then at his son who couldn’t even grasp the complete sword intent in two years.

He could not help but sigh in his heart.

He had given the best resources to this kid to cultivate since he was young.

Even so, his son had only comprehended the half-step sword intent at the age of fourteen, while this disciple in front of him was already a sword cultivator who had a natal flying sword even though he was just an ordinary disciple.

The difference in age between the two of them did not seem to be big, yet why was the difference in talent so big?

It seemed that the purple energy from the east must have been a phenomenon that happened here as well.

There must be a secret technique hidden here.

Wu Haotian bowed slightly and asked Nan Mending if the majority of disciples had such talent.

Nan Mending scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said, “A sword cultivator like me is not even worth mentioning in the entire sect.”.

With this, Wu Haotian was so shocked that he fell backward and sat solidly on the ground. If it wasn’t for Wu Long who had supported him from behind, he would have rolled to the bottom of the mountain.

This must be the Holy Land of Sword Dao!

The purple energy came from thirty thousand miles east, and sword Qi soared into the sky.

The disciples of the sect were extremely talented, and the place was rich with Sword Dao Fate.

If this place wasn’t the Holy Land of Sword Dao, then where would the Holy Land be?

Wu Haotian tried his best to calm his trembling heart as he shouted in his heart, “My son is saved!”

Wu Haotian quickly grabbed Wu Long’s hand and carefully walked to Nan Mending.

Watching the other party’s actions, Nan Mending was slightly surprised.

Although there were indeed a lot of sword cultivators in the sect, they shouldn’t be so shocked, right?

Could it be that he had never seen a sword cultivator before?

Nan Mending didn’t know that it was precisely because the other party knew too much about sword cultivators that he knew how difficult it was to become a sword cultivator. Those were existences that were one in ten thousand! Even for the Wu Family, not everyone was a sword cultivator. Every sword cultivator had to be selected from thousands of people.

Taking Wu Haotian’s son as an example, if it wasn’t for his family’s bloodline, he might not even have the chance to become a sword cultivator.

“Excuse me, but I have a presumptuous request. I don’t know if I should say it.”

“Please do.”

“This son of mine has always wanted to become a sword cultivator. He has even comprehended the half-step sword intent by himself. I wonder if your sect can accept my son as a disciple.”

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“Uh… I’m afraid this will be a little difficult.”

“If there’s any inconvenience, feel free to say it.”

Nan Mending didn’t know how to put it either. Seeing the smug look on the other party’s son’s face, he was afraid that he would hurt the other party’s heart if he said it out loud.

However, it wouldn’t be good if he didn’t say it clearly. Therefore, he still said it per the principle of doing things seriously, “Since yesterday, our sect is no longer taking in any disciples below the half-step sword intent.”

“Ah!!!” Wu Haotian roared in his heart before immediately fainting upon hearing this answer..