Not knowing the ten visitors is outside in the garden, Zhang Wu Ji shouts happily the moment he completed everything he wishes to do. Placed right on top of the working table is ten Qiyue Flying Swords, which seem much similar to a pendant worn on the neck, and not a two meters width, four meters long Qiyue Flying Swords. Plus, each of them maintains their most original condition, because not Zhang Wu Ji hesitates to upgrade them, it's because he failed to upgrade them.

But that was nothing as he now understands one special trait that a Celestial Designer or item crafted from a blueprint will have. No matter how abusive is the amount of material is used to craft the item, if it's a success craft, the item is able to shrink itself until they're a hundredth times smaller. With this option is available in all the Qiyue Flying Swords he crafted, Zhang Wu Ji, can exhale a deep breath he's holding for long because this means the possibility of this treasure is stolen are reduced.

Hearing a knock on the door, Zhang Wu Ji went out to answer the person. When it was opened, Tang Yuan politely greeted his master before he shows the ten guests staying at his Courtyard's garden. Zhang Wu Ji was surprised at first, but when he noticed how terrible he looks, Zhang Wu Ji immediately bowed at the ten guests and returned to his room to clean himself before coming out in a proper appearance again.

"Junior brother Ninth, we're supposed to depart from the sect today! Just this morning, the report from the Wen Wu City said that the Jie Clan's people and Herb Valley Sect left their city this morning after enjoying a sumptuous meal. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid we will be late for the gathering on the first day of next month!" his fifth senior sister explained their situation to this ignorant junior.

Although it was a serious matter, Zhang Wu Ji did not take the explanation seriously. He walked over to the group of people and swipe his hand past the table, leaving ten pieces of the sword pendants arranged in a row. In his own hand, one more piece remains. Looking at the ten pieces of sword pendants on the table, the ten was puzzled.

"Didn't the rumor says that the sword was three meters in their blades length, two meters wide, with one meter remaining on the handle? This is completely the counterfeit of the flying sword they say." the eldest senior brother questioned in his mind, but before any of the ten managed to speak out, Zhang Wu Ji interrupted. He sent a strand of Fighter Qi into the sword pendant, and with a throw, he tosses the pendant into the air as it activated and came back with the size of a sword people talking about.

"This! It's actually a flying sword! There are ten sword pendants here, don't tell me, in a small sect like us, we actually possess so many Flying Swords?" their master mother is the first to be surprised. Even herself, as the headmistress of a sect, cannot easily purchase a Flying Sword from the Mystic Engineering Establishment, and yet, this youngest junior disciple and also the doted disciple of her husband, easily took out ten Flying Swords in the span of seven days after she gave him the blueprint.

If this wasn't talent, then what is talent? Won't Zhang Wu Ji dwarf them in every achievement if he was to be given the challenge?

Unknown to what their master mother is thinking, the seventh and eighth in the first two people to try to activate the Sword Pendants, followed by the others. The moment the swords were all activated, everyone is enjoying the new experience and cool breeze came from the friction between their headings with the air resistance. With their nine Master Seniors and an unknown member from the sect is flying in the air, they caused the commotion once again.

The only difference is they're no disciples or elders gathers at his courtyard, because everyone was awaiting his answer on what happened after the gathering's match. Added with Zhang Wu Ji did give the youths a lecture, they're practically more obedient now.

After having their part of the fun, they return to the surface and placed the sword pendant back on the table.

"Junior brother ninth. Although we like it, this gift is too precious to those like us." the eldest senior brother said. Although his voice stuttered a little when he speaks, he tried his best to not covet such a treasure, especially when everyone knows that this junior brother crafted his own Flying Sword earlier. Plus, with a price tag of 300 Million each, the ten sword pendants here worth 3 Billion gold coins in total.

Just with a simple product like this, Zhang Wu Ji can easily increase his faction's fund in a flick of a finger. And what will the price become when it was taken into the Upper South Merchant Corporation? Won't the price flew into 400 Million to 500 Million after bidding?

"Eldest Senior Brother, if I hesitate to give these ten swords to everyone, why do I spent my time to craft them? Please, accept this little gift your junior prepares for everyone before we made our way to the Heavenly South County. I believe that with the eleven of us flying over into their sect, it will stun their mind looking at the way we portray our wealth!" Zhang Wu Ji laughed as he mentioned the way he intends to show-off.

"Hahaha... Hahaha!" their Master Mother suddenly laughed hard after she heard what Zhang Wu Ji said to his eldest senior brother. The reason is that when the two was talking, she remembered something that happens about fifty years ago.

"Do you guys know what your master did last time when he's young?" their Master Mother asked. As his beloved partner, how can she not know? As this question is related to the younger time of their master, the nine of them paid an interest to listen about how they master behaved in his youth.

Looking at the nine interested faces along with her own disciple looking forward to the story, she begins to narrate the story happened about fifty years ago.

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Fifty years ago, when Liang Tian is still a 20 years old youth. Being the top core disciple within the whole Seven Star Sect, he ruled over the entire disciple's faction, and taking leads in many different activities like a mass attack on the Southern Bamboo Forest, repelling the invasion from the disciples from Blood Art Sect, which is now the second strongest sect amongst the ten counties.

His successful feat spreads throughout the Seven Star County, calling him the future Inner Qi Lord in the making.

During the once a year gathering, which was held in the Black Iron County, Liang Tian activates all the profound martial arts he created himself to overwhelm everyone within the arena, claiming the top spot among the top disciples in the ten counties.

During that time, he's the only one among the younger generation that able to control seven different swords at his will as he destroys the other sect's top cultivation with a single attack. As the only person worth crowned as the strongest of the younger generation, that year is the worst year for the other nine sects. The Champion took controls of the first, second, and third prize, and added one more word before its over.

"There might be people stronger than I do, but amongst my peer, I am the strongest."

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But fifty years later, it was unfortunate that the person once stands on the top of the youth generation among the ten counties actually fallen into such condition. No matter what, it was the proudest moment of his during his peak.

With the existence of the Qiyue Flying Sword for each of them, their departure can be postponed for one more day later. Zhang Wu Ji took a proper rest to rejuvenates himself before they depart. Riding one sword each, the eleven people traveled up into the sky as they fly across the horizon, heading towards the direction where Heavenly South County is located.

The time passed extremely fast as they attention were all at the moment to settle their mind before the competition begins. As for Zhang Wu Ji, he was busy preparing much stuff that may be useful during the competition. In this nine days of traveling, it was the best vacation he could get, as there was no cauldrons nor furnace for him to make something, nor the Xuan Paper for him to refine the manuals.

On the tenth day in their travel, Zhang Wu Ji and his fellow senior disciples reach the vicinity of the Heavenly Sword Sect and proceed to enter this soon to become a battlefield. Each riding a Flying Sword, the scene received a great response from all the visitors and the members of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

When the eleven of them descends from their flying sword and shows their identity to the elder that was in the sect to receives the incoming guest, he instantly shocked. But after having his mind out from his body for a minute, he calms himself down before he shouted at the reception staff;

"Eleven honored guests from the Seven Star Sect! Prepare the escorts and lead's them to the Heavenly Square!"

"What? They're people from the Seven Star Sect? How can they possess such a wealth to ride eleven flying swords into the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"Crazy! In so many years of the gathering, the Five-Flavour Flame Sect, Blood Art Sect, and the Black City Armored Forces is always the earliest to make their appearance because of their treasures, but how come this year it ends up taken by the Seven Star Sect instead?" the senior staffs in the reception similarly reacted in a shocking way, as this was nothing like what they prepared.

"Quickly get the disciples to adjust the seating! Moves the seats for the Seven Star Sect into the front!" one of the receptionists handling their seating immediately gave an order before he took the privilege to come forward and act as their escorts.

With so many years of handling many matters for the honored guest, how can this receptionist lack of the experience how he has to handle the people until their entrance gift arrives? Leading the group of eleven people, the receptionist offered to bring them around for a visit before heading to the main Heavenly Square for the meal banquet and also the upcoming match.

Only after the people from Seven Star Sect is gone they exhale a deep breath.

"How can the people from Seven Star Sect arrives first?" the elder bitterly smiles as thinks about what will happen later when the upper counties people arrived.

While they were paying a visit at many different places inside the Heavenly Sword Sect, Zhang Wu Ji's second brother, Zhang Wu Chou is busy handling some matters before an inner disciple went to his side and reported.

"Master Senior Zhang! We received a report from fellow disciple says the people from Seven Star Sect arrived and under the escorting of Senior Yang touring the Sect." the inner disciple reported.

"Is there a name [Zhang Wu Ji] reported inside of their attendance?" he asked and revealed a smile.

"Yes!"

"Great... I guess I will have to meet with my youngest brother... The fate is the worst... Why would you make the two of us meeting with each another so I can give him a lesson?" Zhang Wu Chou complaint at the sky as he stares at the clouds, and after listening to his words, the inner disciple left, leaving only Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter in the room.

"The four of you will go to the reception and see what sect arrived. I will make my own preparations," he ordered and returned to his own dressing room to change a more suitable attire to attend this gathering.

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"Eleven honored guests from the Five-Flavor Flame Sect!"

"Thirteen honored guests from the Blood Art Sect!"

"fifty-five honored guest from the Black City Armored Forces!"

"Eleven honored guests from the Snow Mountain Maiden Sect!"

Twenty honored guests from the Upper South Merchant Corporation!"

"Nineteen honored guests from the Jie's Clan!"

"Twelve honored guests from the Mystic Engineer Establishment!"

"Fifteen honored guests from the Herb Valley Sect!"

"All guest has arrived! Reception is now closed! Everyone prepare to head towards the Heavenly Square!" the elder completed all his shouts and head back to the Heavenly Square in prepare to see through the second section of the yearly gathering.

In the Heavenly Square now, a total of 99 seats is allocated in three rows, with one additional rows of twenty-two chairs is placed right opposite of the 99 seats because that section belonged to the organizer, the Heavenly Sword Sect and some representatives from the Imperial County.

The first row contained only eleven chairs, while the second rows and third rows come in 44 chairs. When the four upper counties representative were escorted into the Heavenly Sect, they were puzzled by the arrangement of seating in the second row, as for the remaining four lower sects, they did not have a question except;

"Where are the people from Seven Star Sect?"

But their question was answered in the next minute when the eleven of them were escorted into the Heavenly Square and took the seat in the front most row. This arrangement did not obtain the approval from the second row, where two of the representatives from the Black City Armored Forces stands up to question the arrangement from their escort.

"Fellow cultivator, can this junior ask, is that a trend for this year to allows a weak representative to sit in the front row? Is that because you people are worried that they talk too much when the banquet starts?" one of them speaks as he reaches out to the receptionist that escorts the people to their seats earlier.

"Master Seniors from Black City Armored Forces, this servant has no idea about the arrangement," he replied. But as the replied weren't something that the two wanted to listen, they lost their temper and gave the servant a punch right on his face, making the servant skids on the floor until he bumped on Zhang Wu Ji's seat.

"Did you guys need to behave such way just merely for a seat at the first row?" Zhang Wu Ji stands up and speaks to them with a stern voice, but did not pay too much attention to them as he holds the servant back on his feet before giving him a Ten Layer Recovery Pill. The servant did not remain standing in between of the two sides and excused himself quickly.

"Call your eldest senior brother here! Where the hell is Han Gen and Han Yan! Why let this little junior come over to talk with me? Do you know who I am?" the one that punched the servant a while ago steps closer to Zhang Wu Ji as he talks. Just two steps before the youth, he awaits the reply.

"My senior brother is busy entertaining himself with other matters. If you want to talk, then talk to me." Zhang Wu Ji replied. But before the other side replied to his words, Zhang Wu Ji added one more sentence;

"Damn you two smells. I can smell you even from far."

"Screw you! Eat my punch!" the disciple from the Black City Armored Forces took the initiative to executes a fist, but before he can complete his action, a very swift attack came into his belly.

"Fist of Destruction Qi!" Zhang Wu Ji's simple but effective strike pushes him back for five steps before he was stabilized by his other fellow brothers. The fellow brother took a sword out and form three air blades hovering in the air.

"Air blades! Three of them! this guy must be the ninth of the Black City Armored Force's Junior Vanguards, Long Chen Yu. How amazing is that to form three air blades at will before he executed his attacks." the disciple from the Blood Art Sect praised the person named Long Chen Yu for his skills.

But unfortunately, his speech is a few seconds too early as he attracts n imaginative slap to his mouth.

Zhang Wu Ji took his Jade Ruler out as he simply swings around him. At that moment, twenty air blades with different sizes hover around them waiting for further orders. This action may seem challenging the strength of the person name Long Chen Yu but amongst the nine sect's representatives here, who possess the ability to do so?

"So what if you got twenty air blades! It's weak! Black Carapace Art!" Long Chen Yu activates his best defensive martial art as he prepares to accept the attack from Zhang Wu Ji. But unfortunately, Zhang Wu Ji disperse his air blades and walk towards his opponent and simple stab his tip of the ruler on his opponent's chest.

"So what if you physically attack me, the Black Carapace Art is three times stronger than your mere jade!" Long Chen Yu is proud at his defensive martial art until the stab does its wonder.

With the Shatter-Strike passively activates, what kind of defensive ability in the Fighter Stage can fight against him? The simple stab destroys his armor all over his body, leaving him without a simple point of defensive ability. And Zhang Wu Ji wasn't a nice person, to begin with, he swings the ruler hard and slaps Long Chen Yu until three of his teeth came out from his mouth.

"Brat! How dare you initiate to fight before the gathering competition even starts! Tell me what is your name so I can bring it up to your headmaster Liang Tian to give you a proper lesson!" the elder of the Black City Armored Forces stands up and question Zhang Wu Ji.

"My name is Zhang Wu Ji! Come and mess with me if you dare!" he said.

"Brothers, give him a lesson, we will talk to the Heavenly Sword Sect's headmaster after you give him a lesson he will not forget!" the elder ordered. five disciples stand up and step forward, but a voice that came following from their movement stops everyone from continuing.

"I will see who in the world dare to mess with the youngest brother of Zhang Wu Chou!" the strength of a 13th Stage Inner Qi Warrior spreads through the seats and creates a disturbance with his mere voice. Standing straight right on the entrance of the Heavenly Square, he steps forward imposingly with his four loyal subordinates.

"Zhang Wu Chou! That's the youngest generation and doted disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect's headmaster and former headmaster! How can this brat is his youngest brother?" the crowd stands ups as they stare at the two and caught some resemblance in their appearance.

"Zhang Wu Chou! Does this word of yours means that as long your brother is in this square, he can do anything as he wishes because you're around?" the eldest brother of the ten representatives from Black City Armored Forces asked. His question gets the support from the people from Five-Flavor Flame Sect and Blood Art Sect as they remain standing when the question is asked.

"Ah! So my words aren't strong enough to deter you guys from disturbing my brother? Should I get my eldest brother to speaks then?" Zhang Wu Chou replied to their question. Following from behind, the top people from the Heavenly Sword Sect and two more representatives from the Imperial County make their appearance.

Among the two, one carries the resemblance of the two Zhang siblings. As he steps into the Heavenly Square, he stares at all the representative present and said with a portion of his exerted strength.

"As long I am the disciple of the Southern Imperial Kingdom's State Teacher, Zhao Yun, none of you are qualified to mess with me, my brother, my youngest brother, nor our family in the Seven Star County!" Unexpectedly, the three siblings that weren't in a good relationship to start with, is assembled in this year's gathering!

What's more surprising is, his eldest brother were only in his nineteenth, but already possess the strength of a 41st Stage Inner Qi Master!