Bai Mu could not take his eyes off Han Nian. The simple words the young sect leader had just spoken kept echoing in his mind. How could repairing a Heaven-Grade Treasure Weapon that had already been broken be considered an easy task? Even the master blacksmiths he had sought out over the past several decades had all shaken their heads, declaring that the sword could never be restored. Yet, seeing Han Nian's calm expression, which showed not the slightest sign of joking, a glimmer of hope rekindled within Bai Mu's heart."Leader... do you mean that you know an extraordinary master blacksmith? Where does he live? Please tell me. Even if I have to cross thousands of mountains and tens of thousands of rivers, I will still search for him. As long as there is even the slightest hope of repairing that sword, I am willing to do anything. Also... was your Rainbow Meteor Sword forged by the same person?" Bai Mu asked at length. His voice was filled with hope, yet also tinged with nervousness. T

As soon as they arrived at the main hall of the Handsomest Men Sect of the Sky Continent, Han Nian and Qin Zhenshan appeared without making a sound. Their sudden arrival caused Zhao Yuan—who had recently been occupied with construction and recruitment—to immediately turn around with a look of surprise. He had not expected Han Nian to return so quickly after receiving Qin Zhenshan's report. Seeing that his sect leader's expression was far colder than usual, Zhao Yuan could already guess that something extremely important had happened. Even Bai Mu, who had been discussing matters with several newly joined elders, stopped speaking. The atmosphere inside the hall, which had been relaxed only moments ago, instantly became silent as everyone sensed the faint killing intent leaking from Han Nian's body."Uncle Zhao, Qin and I will be leaving the sect for a while. There is something that must be dealt with immediately and cannot be delayed any longer. While I'm away, I'll leave all sect affai

Han Nian chuckled softly as he wiped his face with the palm of his hand. When his hand lowered, the look in his eyes became so cold that several disciples unconsciously took a step back."How amusing... you people keep repeating the word justice as though you truly understand its meaning. In that case, let me ask all of you this. Does even a single person here truly understand what justice is? Tell me, why is it that a sect so proud of calling itself the Justice Sword Sect imprisoned, chained, and tortured my brother simply because he fell in love with an inner disciple? He didn't kill anyone, he didn't betray the sect, he didn't steal any cultivation technique, and he didn't tarnish the sect's reputation. His only crime was falling in love. Yet you punished him like a notorious criminal. So tell me, where is the justice you've always been so proud of? Or is the word justice nothing more than a beautiful decoration you use to hide your true faces, which are filled with nothing but hyp

There were no more mocking voices or arrogant shouts.The disciples, elders, and senior elders who remained standing could only stare at Han Nian with pale faces.Several of them unconsciously placed a hand over their chests as their hearts pounded violently. Only now did they truly realize how thin the line between life and death was before that teenage young man.Many of them secretly felt fortunate that they had only dared to speak earlier without actually attacking. Had they recklessly launched an assault, they would most likely have ended up no differently from the elder who had not even left a corpse behind.Han Nian swept his gaze across every corner of the sect.His Divine Sense had already enveloped every inch of the area, leaving no one capable of hiding from his perception.He then took a deep breath before circulating his spiritual energy.His voice echoed throughout the entire sect, reverberating all the way to the distant mountains."Come out right now! Stop hiding like

As soon as Han Nian finished mocking him, the Sect Master of the Justice Sword Sect tightened his grip on the gigantic sword in his hand. His face darkened with rage. Even the disciples standing below could feel the overwhelming pressure radiating from their sect master's body.Meanwhile, Han Nian remained standing casually with a faint smile that never left his face. His attitude, as though he regarded his opponent as nothing more than a sparring partner, made it even harder for everyone to fathom the true depth of his strength.The middle-aged man slowly raised his sword until its tip pointed directly at Han Nian's face. His gaze was as cold as ice, while his voice was filled with the fury he had managed to suppress until now."Enough of your nonsense, brat! Ever since you arrived, that mouth of yours hasn't stopped running as if you're the greatest person in this world. If your ability truly matches your arrogance, then prove it with your sword, not your tongue. I've had enough of