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C3609 Mad Doctor

Because the Giant Imperial Gate was too iconic, even if he sold it, it would be very difficult to sell it. Even if he could sell it, its value would definitely be discounted. In addition, Jiang Ting could not decompose the huge sword into the original essence material.

He was also worried that the Giant Fault Sect might have a way to track the traces of the huge sword. Otherwise, why would the black-robed man give up on the huge sword?

Therefore, although the value of the huge sword was high, he still decisively threw it away. After throwing away the huge sword, he looked in the direction of the northern Giant Fault Sect. His eyes and expression were somewhat ugly.

While observing the huge sword, his mind had not been idle. He kept thinking about the unknown ambush... He also had some guesses.

That black-robed man might be the one who had disguised himself as him after entering the Profound Thunder Sect.

He must have seen that person before, or perhaps even recognized him!

It was also very likely that he wasn't a fiendish cultivator.

The reason he had killed Shentu Yang was very likely because the black-robed man had plotted against him... Shentu Yang was dead!

Shentu Yang, a Golden Core Realm cultivator, had died so simply and so unremarkable here.

Shentu Yang had come for him, but now he had died here... Shentu Yang was dead, but Jiang Ting was unharmed. What would Giant Fault Sect think?

They must have suspected that it was Jiang Ting who had ordered the black-robed man to kill Shentu Yang!

Explain?

He couldn't tell!

The simplest way to prove it was by swearing that it wasn't him who killed him... However, the Giant Fault Sect could also suspect that he had colluded with the black-robed man to kill them. After all, in the eyes of the Titanic Crescent Sect, the Ten Thousand Burial Pit of Peach Mountain had appeared under his hint.

Unless he could completely separate himself from the Peach Mountain's Ten Thousand Burial Pit, it would be impossible to tell.

With an ugly expression, Jiang Ting looked to the north of the Giant Fault Sect for a long time. Suddenly, he thought of something and his eyes narrowed.

He thought of something... a long time ago, Jian Chen had gone to the Maple Leaf Peak to pay him a visit. He had felt that Jian Chen's aura was somewhat incompatible with his own.

He was not a meddlesome person, so he simply ignored him.

But now... he seemed to be somewhat familiar with the black-robed person. It was as if the black-robed person was only wearing the aura of a demon cultivator.

He had changed his aura and disguised it as someone he had hinted at in the Profound Thunder Sect, using extremely clever framing methods to frame him.

Although he did not know why Jian Chen's aura was different from before, but... if the black-robed man had truly covered his body with the aura of a demon cultivator, then it would be similar to Jian Chen's previous state.

As for Jian Chen, he was not a Golden Core cultivator. Instead, he was the Heavenly Sword Ancestor of the Purple Frost Sect who had returned to possess him.

As a Soul Transformation expert... and a peak expert of Tian Lan, it shouldn't be difficult for him to grasp the method to change one's aura, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting frowned... Thinking about it now, if he suspected Jian Chen, it seemed that Jian Chen perfectly matched all the appearances he had seen.

However, why would Jian Chen want to deal with him?

He had no enmity with Jian Chen. In the Demon Sealing Secret Realm, although he had distanced himself from Jian Chen, he had never been his enemy. Moreover, he had even helped Jian Chen in the Demon Slayer City.

Although Jian Chen had used the Fire Glass Golden Ganoderma to exchange for his help... since it was a transaction, there should not have been any hatred between them.

He couldn't understand. He truly couldn't understand. He couldn't remember when he had become enemies with Jian Chen or Tian Jian.

Jian Chen was the one who had returned from the possession of Tian Jian. It was impossible for him to hate Qing Feng for treating his two disciples in a completely different manner...

"Could it be Jian Chen...?"

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ting took out his silver dragon flying boat and flew towards the southeast.

He wanted to return to the Purple Frost Sect.

He couldn't stay at the Titanic Crescent Sect anymore... He couldn't explain Shentu Yang's death at all. If he continued to stay at the Titanic Crescent Sect, there would be a huge disaster.

In any case, he was traveling to gain insights into the world and increase his cultivation. He had coincidentally obtained some insights at the Black Thunder City and broke through the bottleneck, so he might as well return to the Purple Frost Sect and enter seclusion.

The current Giant Fault Sect was probably furious because of Shentu Yang's death...

Wait! It had been about ten years or even decades since he had come out of seclusion. At that time, even if the Giant Tower Sect had not let go of him, they would at least have some leeway to turn things around.

Moreover, after returning to the Purple Frost Sect, he would be able to take the opportunity to have a chat with Jian Chen. Perhaps he would be able to find out something.

With all of this... the Great Ravager Gate was no longer a place to stay. It was best to leave as soon as possible.

......

Within the mountain gate of the Titanic Crescent School.

A seven-story bell tower.

The seventh floor of the bell tower.

A man with a wrinkled face was sitting at the main seat, reading a yellowish book quietly.

Below him were four muscular men carrying huge swords on their backs... No, three strong men carrying huge swords on their backs and a woman carrying a huge sword on her back standing there quietly.

Apart from them, there was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator kneeling on one knee, trembling as he spoke... If one looked closely, it would not be difficult to find that the Foundation Establishment cultivator was a disciple of the Titanic Crescent School who had received the mission to guard the room.

He was also one of the two people who had discovered the destruction of the life token after Shentu Yang's death.

After a while.

The man stopped talking, and the only man with wrinkles on his face slowly closed the book.

"You can leave now." The man's voice was indifferent, and no one could tell whether he was happy or sad.

He was, Soul Transformation!

The six major sects of the Endless Sky were all similar to the Purple Frost Sect. Only one Soul Transformation cultivator handled the affairs of the sect on the surface. The other Soul Transformation cultivators either traveled outside or went into secluded cultivation.

The Titanic Crescent Sect was the same.

The Soul Transformation cultivator with the frosty face was the only Soul Transformation cultivator in the Giant Pylon Sect on the surface.

However, unlike the other sects, he seemed to have his path blocked. Therefore, even if other Soul Transformation cultivators appeared, he didn't retreat. Instead, he continued to control the affairs of the sect. If a new Soul Transformation cultivator appeared in the Giant Fault Sect... He would also immediately go into hiding, and no one would know about it.

His name was Mad Doctor!

He was older than all of the Nascent Soul Formation cultivators in the six major sects of the Tian Lan Continent!

According to legend, Mad Doctor didn't come from an immortal family or a small family. He was born in a small village in a mortal country in the Titanic Crescent Realm. When he grew up, he was born in a small village in a mortal country. He learned some medical skills from a traveling doctor, but they were not very brilliant. He could only be considered a barefooted doctor.

In this world, there were martial arts, government officials, and also cultivators.

The government needed to pledge loyalty to the nearby Immortal cultivation forces, offer sacrifices, and even find laborers or something like that... Correspondingly, Immortal cultivators would sometimes reward some trash to mortals.

At that time, they could only be regarded as barefoot doctors. As mortals, they lived a very bitter life. Every day, they had to worry about their lives, and they had to endure the exploitation and oppression from the government officials.

If nothing unexpected happened, this might be the life of a mad doctor.0

However, an accident happened.

According to the legends, when the Mad Scientist was thirty years old, he went up the mountain to pick herbs and saw a corpse hanging on a branch halfway up the mountain. He originally thought that it was a martial artist from the pugilistic world.

Maybe it was a doctor's benevolence, or maybe he wanted to make some money from the dead...

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