Chapter 3714

The middle-aged man helped Ten Swords up and cupped his fists at Zhuowen. "You must be the new Villa Master!

Your strength has been acknowledged by us. You can stay in the side palace now!

Just now, Ten Swords was a little rude. Here, First Sword apologizes to you! "

Zhuowen's gaze turned even colder. "My patience is limited. I have said that I want to stay in the main palace!

Since I am the Villa Master of Gujian Villa, everyone in the villa must submit to me!

The Ten Swords Guards are no exception. "

Ten Swords' face darkened. "Villa Master, aren't you making things difficult for us?

The rules of Gujian Villa have always been like this. Only the first Villa Master has the right to stay in the main palace. As for the others, they have no right at all! "

Bang!

Just as Ten Swords finished speaking, a purple blade came from behind Ten Swords and chopped off his right arm that was holding the sword.

Ten Swords groaned. Before he could react, his chest was stepped on by a foot. He could not help but fall to the ground.

Ten Swords looked at Zhuowen in horror. He did not see clearly when this person attacked.

"Now, I am the Villa Master of Gujian Villa. All the rules are decided by me!

If you don't agree, I will beat you until you do! "

As Zhuowen spoke, he lifted Ten Swords Guards and swung it at the other Ten Swords Guards who were pouncing on him.

After that, Zhuowen used his Purple Snow Movement Technique and shuttled through the endless purple snow. Every time he shuttled through the snow, he would knock down a Ten Swords Guard with a punch.

In a short while, the Ten Swords Guards were all beaten down.

Fan Shuang was not too surprised when she saw this scene.

The Ten Swords Guards were indeed strong. However, she had seen Zhuowen's stronger moves.

If someone said that Zhuowen was not a match for the Ten Swords Guards, she would not believe it.

"Fan Shuang, let's go!"

Zhuo Wen said and pushed open the door of the Gujian Villa with large strides. He entered the main hall with a composed expression.

The Ten Swords Guards struggled to stand up. They looked at Zhuowen and Fan Shuang's backs with a complicated expression.

"Big brother!

Are we just going to let them in?

That's where the First Manor Master lived! "Ten Swords said with a cold gaze as he struggled to support his body.

"This person's strength is not any weaker than the First Manor Master. He might even be stronger than the First Manor Master!" One Sword said in a deep voice.

"How is that possible?

The First Manor Lord was even stronger than Lu Yichuan back then. If he hadn't been seriously injured and forced to participate in the Lord Selection, I'm afraid that the First Manor Lord would have already become Yunjin Lord! "

"Have you all forgotten the rules left behind by the first Manor Lord?

He said that as long as there is someone who can defeat the ten of us Sword Guards in the future, that person will be the new Manor Lord! "

"With such strength, it's reasonable for him to become the true master of Gujian Villa!" One Sword said solemnly.

The others remained silent. What Yi Jian said was right. This was indeed the First Manor Lord's final wish.

"Go!

We will kneel outside the main hall and beg for the manor lord's forgiveness! "

One Sword stood up with great difficulty and led the Ten Sword Guards towards the main palace.

Night fell. At the center of Gujian Villa stood a huge stone sword statue. It emitted a gentle light that dispelled the evil aura around it.

Zhuowen sat in the main palace while Fan Shuang stood not far away.

"Master Zhuo, the Ten Sword Guards have been kneeling outside for twelve hours!" Fan Shuang said softly.

Zhuowen nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Fan Shuang, during this period of time, help me gather as many items that can weaken the Great Heaven-Crushing Calamity as possible!" Zhuowen said in a deep voice.

He could break through at any time now.

However, he had been suppressing it because he was afraid of the Great Heaven-Crushing Calamity.

Now that he was the Vice President of the Clear Heart Society, he could use the Clear Heart Society's power to gather as many items as possible.

"Don't worry, Master. I've been keeping an eye on this for a long time!

In less than ten days, I'll be able to gather all the items and send them to you! "Fan Shuang said with a smile.

"Mm, thank you for your hard work. Also, can you use the Clear Heart Society's power to find a higher level Visualization Diagram?

At the very least, you'll be able to cultivate to the Fifth Transformation! "Zhuowen continued.

Fan Shuang smiled bitterly and said, "Master, there are almost no high-level Visualization Diagrams in Yunjin Hill!

In Yunjin Hill, the highest level Visualization Diagram that appeared could only be cultivated to the Fifth Transformation! "

"If you want to get a Visualization Diagram of this level, you'll have to go to the Governor of Ji Province to try your luck!

Yunjin Hill definitely doesn't have it! "

Zhuowen frowned and thought for a moment. Then, he waved his hand and asked Fan Shuang to leave.

It seemed like Yunjin Hill was still too small. They didn't even have a high-level Visualization Diagram.

Zhuowen only had the Green Lotus Visualization Diagram. However, he had already cultivated this Visualization Diagram to the peak. His soul had also reached the peak of the Third Transformation.

However, if he wanted to improve his soul, he would need a Visualization Diagram of a higher level!

Zhuowen stood up and pushed the door open.

The Ten Sword Guards were kneeling in the courtyard outside the door.

When they heard the door being pushed open, they raised their heads and looked at Zhuowen in awe.

"From today onwards, I'm the Manor Lord of Gujian Villa. Are you convinced now?" Zhuowen said calmly.

"Yes!

From now on, Master Zhuo is our Manor Lord. We're willing to serve Master Zhuo! "The Ten Sword Guards answered loudly.

"In the future, you'll realize how wise your decision to submit to me today was!

Take this bottle of healing pills! "

Zhuowen threw a jade bottle to the Ten Sword Guards and asked them to leave.

…

Two days later, Fan Shuang knocked on Zhuowen's door.

"I've prepared everything for the Heavenly Tribulation!"

When Zhuo Wen saw Fan Shuang walking in, he slowly stood up and said.

Fan Shuang shook her head awkwardly and said, "Master Zhuo, the Heavenly Tribulation will take some time. The reason I'm here today is because of the Lord Selection!"

"Today, Yu Tianxiang will accept the challenge of all the cultivators in Yunjin Hill!

The President of the Clear Heart Society, Lu Yichuan, will challenge Yu Tianxiang to become the Lord of Yunjin Hill! "

"Master Zhuo, you're the Vice President of the Clear Heart Society. You should show up for such a grand event!"

Zhuowen said disinterestedly, "I thought it was something serious!

I won't show up for this kind of thing. You can represent me!

Also, let the Sword Guards accompany you to ensure your safety! "

"Also, hurry up and collect the items for the Heavenly Tribulation. My Heavenly Tribulation is coming soon. I can't delay it any longer!"

After saying that, Zhuowen closed the door.

Fan Shuang smiled bitterly as she looked at the door that had been shut.

Ever since Zhuowen entered the Gujian Villa, he had become a completely hands-off boss.

"Miss Fan Shuang, the Manor Lord has ordered me to attend the Lord Selection with you!" The Sword Guards appeared behind Fan Shuang silently.

"Let's go!"

Fan Shuang regained her composure and left the Gujian Villa with the Sword Guards.

In the Clear Heart Society, Lu Yichuan slowly walked out of the seclusion area with the crowd surrounding him.

When Lu Yichuan appeared, the members of the Clear Heart Society cheered and shouted that their President would definitely win.

Lu Yichuan smiled faintly. He looked in the direction of the Yunjin Hill Lord's Mansion and his eyes flashed coldly.

"Fan Shuang!

Where's Master Zhuo? "

When Fan Yong saw Fan Shuang and the Sword Guards walking over, he quickly went up to ask about Zhuowen's whereabouts.

Fan Shuang shook her head and said, "Master Zhuo is in seclusion. Therefore, he asked me to represent him in the Lord Selection."

"What?

The Lord Selection is a grand event. Master Zhuo is not even here. Isn't this too childish? "Fan Yong frowned and said.

The moment Fan Yong said that, the Sword Guards pulled out the Divine Sword and pointed it at Fan Yong's neck. "How dare you disrespect the Manor Lord?

Do you think I won't kill you? "