Chapter 3 Chapter A Natural Talent

Yun Que was calm on the surface, but his heart was appalled.

His sword was gone!

Without any signs, it just disappeared out of his hand, so fast!

Yun Que thought that it was taken away by the ghost servant, but on second thought it wasn't right.

Since the ghost servant was ordered to deliver the sword, there was definitely no reason to take it back.

Where the hell did the sword go?

Yun Que was filled with confusion for a while.

The outside of the Sword Trial Building was silent at this time.

People stared straight ahead with wide eyes.

In the past years, the sword trials were lively and bustling, but in fact, there were only a few people passed.

This year, the entire Sword Trial Building collapsed.

Never heard before!

The most outrageous thing was that even the two Sword Palace emissaries were buried in the collapsed rubble.

"Who did this! How dare you!"

A black-faced emissary of the Sword Palace lifted the wooden boards over his head and roared in exasperation, while another white-faced emissary was also in a state of disarray and covered in dust.

No one dared to answer.

The atmosphere was oppressive and palpitating.

The Sword Palace emissary represented the Sword Palace, and it was easy to lose one's head if one angered others.

"He..."

Chu Xi stretched out his fingers with difficulty, spitting out blood and pointing at Yun Que.

He was already speechless and dying, but at this moment he saw the hope of revenge.

"It's Yun Que!"

A middle-aged man in flashy clothes roared angrily, ''Yun Que destroyed the Sword Trial Building! He deserves to die! Emissaries, quickly kill him!"

This person was Chu Heng, Chu Xi's dad, and with his own son being wasted, coupled with the destruction of his magic weapon, he hated Yun Que to the bone.

"Right! It was Yun Que who did it!"

"That's him! We saw it with our own eyes!"

A couple of half-crippled rich kids were around to testify.

They hated Yun Que and couldn't wait for Yun Que to be beheaded on the spot by the Sword Palace emissary immediately.

"Dear Emissaries, Yun Que had the reason, it is Chu Xi, they... ."

"Shut up!"

Han Jiao wanted to defend Yun Que, but she was unexpectedly stopped by the emissary just as she opened her mouth.

The two emissaries stared at Yun Que without blinking, fearing that he would run away.

"I did it."

Yun Que readily admitted it.

"You destroyed the Sword Trial Building all by yourself?" Black-faced emissary Ma Yong asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, it's me." Yun Que said.

"What did you use to destroy it?" The white-faced emissary named Niu Bucai eagerly pursued.

"Of course it's a sword." Yun Que said.

"Where's your sword!" The two emissaries spoke in unison.

"Broken." Yun Que said.

Upon hearing the reply, Ma Yong and Niu Bucai glanced at each other, their expressions becoming odd.

"You're dead, Yun Que! The heavens have eyes, my son's great revenge will be avenged!" Chu Heng cursed in a vicious tirade.

It's not just Chu Heng.

Everyone present, including Han Jiao, thought that Yun Que had met a heavenly mess.

Destroying the sword palace's greatest treasure, the Sword Trial Building, even if he won't lose his life, he will have to be punished heavily!

However, the attitude of the Sword Palace emissary was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Nice done!"

Ma Yong's stern black face seemed like a scorched black flower, and his two eyes smiled into slits.

"Little brother, you are uniquely gifted, your future attainments are unlimited."

Niu Bucai smiled and complimented, even changing his address to a little brother.

Yun Que anticipated this and cupped his fists and arched his hands, humbly saying, "You are flattering, I am just lucky."

"Lucky is a gift! Oh."

"Throughout history, those who gained great power must be blessed with good fortune."

The emissary's change of attitude stunned the surrounding crowd with jaws dropping.

Chu Heng roared in dismay, "Are the two emissaries drunk? The Sword Trial Building is the Sword Palace's greatest treasure, destroying the Sword Trial Building is a declaration of war against the Sword Palace! The murderer is here, why don't you guys hurry up and kill him!"

"Unbridled!"

Ma Yong waved his sleeve and grunted coldly, "We have our own rules for the Sword Palace, no need for outsiders to judge."

Chu Heng was pushed out a long way by an invisible wave of air and fell on his back.

He climbed up in a sorry state and said in defiance, "Why shouldn't he be punished! It was clearly him who destroyed the Sword Trial Building!"

Chu Heng's questioning was also something that many people didn't understand.

It was unbelievable that Yun Que had smashed the signboard of the Sword Palace, but the Sword Palace emissary was not only not annoyed and angry, they also called him little brother with a smile on his brow.

Niu Bucai glanced at Chu Heng and said,

"The Sword Trial Buildings are indeed valuable, and destroyed one is naturally a loss for the Sword Palace, but don't forget the true purpose of the Sword Trial Buildings."

Hearing this, Han Jiao instantly realized and exclaimed in shock,

"It's a sword test! The Sword Trial Building is also the Sword Trial Stone! Those who can leave traces on the Sword Trial Stone are swordsmen, and those who can sever the Sword Trial Stone are Grandmasters! Yun Que is a genius in sword cultivation!"

It dawned on everyone, even Chu Heng understood.

The Sword Trial Building looked precious, but in the end, it was just a large sword test stone, used to choose disciples.

Ordinary talent left a shallow mark on the sword test stone, superior talent left a deeper mark, and the fact that Yun Que had even hacked through the sword test stone meant that the his swordsmanship talent was top notch!

A natural talent!

Chu Heng's face was full of death, and his son was directly pissed off and swallowed his breath.

The crowd was quiet for a moment before boiling over again.

People who had previously pitied Yun Que, thinking that he had to be heavily punished, were now envious instead.

That wasn't all, the two Sword Palace emissaries pulled Yun Que and didn't let him go.

"This is a storage bag with cabinet-sized storage space inside."

Niu Bucai presented a small and exquisite cloth bag to Yun Que and said in a serious tone.

"It's not empty inside, there's also a Refinement Stage Mind Technique labeled with insights, take it as my greeting gift."

Ma Yong was also willing to show his kindness and took out three dark golden talismans in the size of a palm.

"These three sword talismans can be harnessed with spiritual qi and fly at will within ten feet, not only can they fight against the enemy, but they can also lay the foundation for future sword-riding, and they are most suitable for new disciples like you who are new to the Sword Palace."

The two emissaries insisted on giving gifts to him, and there was no way for Yun Que to refuse, so he had no choice but to accept the gift and say thank you.

Yun Que had expected that destroying the Sword Trial Building would not earn him punishment, which was why he had graciously admitted it, but he didn't realized that there were so many additional benefits.

With the collapse of the wooden building, this year's Sword Trial ended.

As the Sword Trial Buildings were spread throughout the large and small towns of Country Yan, and they were far away from or near to the Sword Palace, those people who passed the test had plenty of time to prepare.

They just need to arrive at the Sword Palace within ten days.

The only ones who passed the examination in Yanmen Town were Yun Jiao and Han Jiao, and after leaving the Sword Palace's entry token, Ma Yong and Niu Bucai then left.

Walking out of the town, the two emissaries smiled at each other.

With Yun Que's talent, in the future, he would definitely be the key cultivation sword son of each academy, and he was even highly promised to the position of the Elder.

They had nothing to lose by showing their goodwill in advance.

Maybe in the future, they could even take advantage of him and soar to the sky!

People were still mingling and talking about this big news in Yanmen Town.

The white-clad boy flipped his saddle onto his horse, with an imposing presence.

Next to the Spring House, the flamboyant girls waved their handkerchiefs .

"Marquis Yun is so powerful! And so handsome. You deserve to be the number one man in Yanmen Town!"

"How about coming up to have a cup of tea, I will dance for you without a penny!"

"Hee! Come to me! I will sing you a happy song."

Facing a building full of beauties, Yun Que raised his whip and hit his horse,

"I am tired today, so I will go back and take a rest first.Then come back to listen to your sweet songs when I am refreshed."

The young man was far away in the hot sun with a hearty laugh.

Han Jiao looked at the distant figure and murmured softly with envy,

"When I was young, my spring shirt was thin, I rode my horse and leaned on the slanting bridge, the beauties all waving their hands..."

The Sword Trial ended.

Some people were happy and some were indignant.

"Prepare the carriage! Go to Medicine Hall!"

Chu Heng completely lost his former nobility, and roared like a madman,

"He killed my son, the Taoist Master won't let him go! I want that little brute to die horribly!!!"