I am raising mythical beasts in the world of immortality

Lin Tao glanced in the direction of Shi Jinning and Yan Jiuyou. He really wanted to know their identities, but he didn't dare to go there rashly because he knew what happened to the Fifth Elder and Chu Fangfei.

He regretted it now. If he had known that the two had such powerful backers, he should not have provoked He Yinghan and Lin Yelan just now. However, he was unwilling to give up the sword.

He didn't understand. The martial arts he practiced clearly had the power of thunder and lightning, so the sword should have belonged to him. But why was he willing to recognize He Yinghan as his master? It must be because the person behind him was too powerful.

"Lin Tao, you have been bullying others in the sect because you are the disciple of the second elder. We have tolerated you for a long time, especially since you almost hurt my second brother just now. How can I let you go? Today, I will let you taste the power of the Yunxiao Sword."

Lin Tao had originally planned to give up the sword temporarily, but he had always been arrogant, so how could he tolerate someone shouting at him? The two men started fighting again.

With the Yunxiao Sword, He Yinghan's power increased greatly, and Lin Tao was forced to dodge and retreat. Even the sword in his hand was broken into two pieces.

"I really underestimate you."

Only then did Lin Tao realize that He Yinghan was a very capable person who was hiding his true strength.

He absorbed several swords around him and surrounded them. Under his control, all of them rushed towards He Yinghan. The swords were filled with murderous intent and as fast as the east wind.

He Yinghan flew high into the sky, stepped on the sharp sword, and flipped his body to cut off the flying swords. They fell to the ground with a crisp and deafening sound.

At this moment, his eyes were as dark as ink and icy cold.

Although Lin Tao was not afraid of him, he was still quite shocked. Perhaps it was only today that he truly regarded He Yinghan and Lin Yelan as his opponents.

The sword energy swept across, and Lin Tao was forced to retreat several steps. He was at a disadvantage just by a sword, which shows how powerful this sword is.

Lin Tao clenched his fists and rushed forward. The power of thunder and lightning in his arms made people afraid to approach him easily.

However, He Yinghan's Yunxiao Sword also happens to possess the power of thunder and lightning, which is not something that ordinary people can resist. In comparison, Lin Tao is just a mortal after all. If he is really hit by the sword energy, he will be seriously injured if not killed.

Fortunately, the sword energy was taken by someone.

Yan Jiuyou looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"Master, could this old man be the mountain keeper?"

Yan Jiuyou nodded and said, "His name is Mo Yuan, and he is the guardian of West Mountain."

The four directions of Tianling Mountain are called East, South, West and North Mountains, and each is guarded by an elder to prevent outsiders from breaking in and stealing the magic sword.

As the guardians of Lingshan Mountain, they may have to stay here for the rest of their lives.

"Then will the other three mountain guards arrive soon? Should we leave as soon as possible?"

Before Yan Jiuyou could answer, Mo Yuan looked over and said, "My friend, we meet again."

Yan Jiuyou knew that he had never met him before, so there was only one possibility, that they met in another identity.

"Venerable Mo Yuan, you should call me Ninth Young Master from now on."

Mo Yuan stared at Yan Jiuyou and suddenly found that his eyes were terrifyingly deep, like a whirlpool that could suck people in at any time.

He just felt that he was stronger than before, so strong that there was no limit.

"Mr. Nine, please return our sect's sword."

Yan Jiuyou smiled indifferently. Return? He had never thought about it.

The last time he came, he wanted to take the Hantian Sword with him, but by chance he became one with the Hantian Sword while being chased. In the end, he was stopped by the three elders at the same time, so he had to abandon the sword and leave, but he took the sword spirit with him. After a long period of running-in, his body actually replaced the Hantian Sword and grew with the sword.

"You are welcome, sir. As long as the sword spirit is willing to stay, I will not take it away by force."

The corner of Mo Yuan's mouth twitched, and he suddenly had a bad premonition. The sword spirit had voluntarily followed him away back then, and now he was not sure he could keep it. Fortunately, the sword body was still there after so many years, and it could still shock everyone, but it must not be discovered by others.

"Just hand it over, Master Nine. We have our own way to keep the sword spirit."

"What if I don't hand it over? Do you think you can keep me here?"

"Mr. Nine, do you really think that my Spirit Sword Sect is a place where you can come and go as you please? Either leave your sword behind, or don't blame me for bullying the young."

This was simply the funniest joke Yan Jiuyou had ever heard. If his age and identity were revealed, it would be fatal.

"You are bullying the young with your old age?" Then let me see it for myself."

Yan Jiuyou stood there without moving, but the sky suddenly darkened and cold wind blew, as if swallowing up all the demons.

Shi Jinning knew that Yan Jiuyou was angry.

"Master, just leave this kind of small matter to me. I promise I won't embarrass you."

Shi Jinning hugged Yan Jiuyou's arm and tried to stop him from attacking at all costs. On the one hand, she was worried about his health and couldn't let him get angry again. On the other hand, she was afraid that this place would be destroyed. She had never doubted Yan Jiuyou's strength.

Yan Jiuyou naturally knew what Shi Jinning was thinking, and nodded in agreement. He also wanted to see the true strength of his beloved disciple. No matter what the outcome was, as long as he was there, he would protect her.

"What? You look down on me too much. You actually sent a little girl. If this matter gets out, my reputation will be completely ruined."

Mo Yuan felt that Yan Jiuyou was too noble for humiliating him in this way.

Shi Jinning didn't care what Mo Yuan thought. Once he saw her strength, he would feel ashamed of himself.

A flame suddenly ignited in the void and swept towards Mo Yuan. If it were someone else, they would not be able to resist it and would even be reduced to ashes in an instant. But for Mo Yuan, it was not a big deal at all.

However, when the flames got closer, his face changed suddenly. The bright fire suddenly turned pitch black. This was the first time he had seen such black fire.

Fortunately, he realized something was wrong and dodged quickly, otherwise he would have been swallowed.

"What kind of fire is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

Shi Jinning didn't know what kind of fire this was. It was the black fire that evolved from the fusion of several kinds of flames. She hadn't decided on a name for it yet.

"Did Venerable Mo Yuan admit defeat?"

Mo Yuan glanced at the flame in Shi Jinning's hand, and his mouth twitched again. What else could he do if he didn't admit defeat? Could it be that he really had to wait until he was burned to death before he regretted it?

"I was shortsighted and underestimated your ability. Please feel free to go wherever you want."

"Your Excellency, you can't just let them go. The Cloud Sword originally belonged to your disciples. It was them..."

Lin Tao refused to accept the result and still hasn't seen the reality clearly.

"Well, although I owe your master a favor, this Yunxiao Sword did follow that young friend voluntarily. I will help you find a sword later."

Venerable Mo Yuan was a little impatient with Lin Tao, then looked at He Yinghan and asked, "Whose disciple are you?"