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[Do you want to spend 2 million gold coins to activate it?]

Zhou Han chose no!

It was mainly because he was too poor and only had more than 800,000 gold coins on him now.

Therefore, he could only give up.

"I\'ll deal with the Dragon Spear Sect first before earning gold coins!"

"Locate the location of the Dragon Spear Sect!" Zhou Han chanted in his heart.

Perhaps because he was far away, he couldn\'t find a specific location on the map.

[The map is navigating for you!]

[The best route has been planned for you.]

Soon, a route appeared in Zhou Han\'s mind.

[Blue Thunder City → Blood Mist Mountain Range → Proud Sword Sect → Carefree Sect → Dongyang Lake → Dragon Spear Sect.]

"Damn! How wicked. Do you want me to cross two sects?" After reading it, Zhou Han directly complained.

Wasn\'t this causing trouble?

Who knew if there were hidden big shots in these sects?

Especially the Proud Sword Sect. Previously, Zhou Han had killed their chief disciple, Dongfang Bufan.

Regardless of right or wrong, the Proud Sword Sect had lost face.

Now that he was going to swagger through,

how could the other party tolerate it?

Therefore, Zhou Han decided to be careful and change his route for safety.

"System, redesign the route!"

[This route is the best. It can\'t be optimized anymore.]

"Then can\'t we choose a worse route?" Zhou Han asked.

[Sorry, this system has obsessive-compulsive disorder and won\'t allow such a thing.]

Damn, this system was getting more and more mischievous. It was like artificial intelligence. Its learning ability was getting stronger.

In that case, he could only choose this route.

There were only five [Teleportation Talismans]. He did not want to waste them unless it was a critical moment.

Moreover, he had the [Heavenly Dragon Escape]. If he couldn\'t win, he could escape.

After making up his mind, Zhou Han rode the wind and swept into the distance.

…

On a smoky peak in the Proud Sword Sect, many people were gathered.

They were all famous figures in the Proud Sword Sect.

At this moment, they were making hand seals.

The fused spiritual energy gathered in a clear spring at the peak.

This spring water was clear and translucent, but it was a little different from ordinary spring water.

Purple liquid surged inside, and terrifying sword intent wreaked havoc.

All of them stared at the spring with grave expressions.

After a long time, the top of the spring was covered by countless sword shadow wheels, surging with a sharp aura.

The entire spring water wrapped around the surrounding area and burst out with dazzling purple light. It was very mysterious.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The swords in everyone\'s hands trembled in their sheaths.

It seemed to want to resonate with the sword intent in the spring.

The elders of the Proud Sword Sect looked at each other, and the joy in their eyes could no longer be concealed.

"Hahaha! It\'s done. My 30 years of hard work have not been in vain. The Dustless Sword Spring has finally recovered its spirituality. The heavens have blessed my Proud Sword Sect!"

"That\'s great. With the Dustless Sword Spring, I only need to soak in it for fifteen minutes to feel the pure sword intent and my cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds."

"Of course. We spent half of the sect\'s resources. It\'s so huge. We\'ve waited a long time for this day."

"Hehe, the strength of us elders can all break through to a higher level. In the future, my Proud Sword Sect will have the final say in a radius of 50,000 kilometers."

"Of course. Kill anyone who refuses to belong!"

…

Everyone was very excited. The recovery of the Dustless Sword Spring made the entire sect cheer.

Today was the day the Proud Sword Sect witnessed history and the beginning of their domination of the continent.

Many people were filled with confidence and had already begun to look forward to a beautiful future.

"You\'ve worked hard! Elder Dongfang, especially you! Now, you\'ll be the first to enjoy the power of this Dustless Sword Spring!"

Soon, the Sect Master of the Proud Sword Sect, Qin Yu, walked over and praised.

"Thank you for fulfilling my wish, Sect Master. It would be disrespectful of me to refuse!" Dongfang Zhuo stroked his white beard and said excitedly.

He had been silent for more than ten years at the 200-star King-grade.

This time, as long as he obtained the baptism of the power of the sword spring, he could successfully break through to the 300-Star King-grade.

How could he not be excited in the face of such a thing?!

"Huhuhu…"

A violent whistling sound came. It was the endless sharpness of the hurricane, which also carried a large amount of blood.

Dongfang Zhuo frowned.

He only saw the hurricane clearing the way ahead but there was no sign of anyone.

"What people?"

"This is an important place for my Proud Sword Sect! Flight is forbidden!" Dongfang Zhuo shouted, his expression furious.

Such behavior was no different from provocation.

"Sorry! I\'m just passing by!" Zhou Han was still very reasonable and said humbly.

He had killed Dongfang Bufan, but before the Proud Sword Sect took action, it was impossible for Zhou Han to take the initiative to find trouble with the Proud Sword Sect.

"Ha! You\'re full of nonsense! The smell of blood on your body must be ill intentions!" Dongfang Zhuo sneered and did not believe him at all.

Zhou Han was a little speechless.

He had encountered a large group of Blood Kite Beasts when he passed by the Blood Mist Mountain Range.

It was indeed easy to cause misunderstandings.

However, he had no intention of explaining. He was prepared to fly away.

"Ha! You must be feeling guilty! You didn\'t expect us to have so many experts here, did you?"

"Trying to run? It\'s not that easy. Get down here!"

Now that the Proud Sword Sect had activated the Sword Spring again, their morale had soared and their hearts were inflated.

Dongfang Zhuo was no exception.

He controlled his spiritual power to transform into a translucent hand that grabbed at Zhou Han.

"This is it? You want to stop me?" Zhou Han glared and shot out violent energy, instantly shattering the semi-transparent hand.

"You… do have some ability!" Dongfang Zhuo\'s attack did not work. He could not bring himself to embarrass himself and wanted to continue attacking.

However, he was stopped by Qin Yu and said, "Friend, I\'m the Sect Master of the Proud Sword Sect, Qin Yu. It doesn\'t make sense for you to leave like this! Please show yourself!"

Originally, Zhou Han did not want to care about him.

Who cares if you\'re Qin Yu or Luo Feng?

He was prepared to fly away.

But with his sharp perception, he felt a strange energy.

"What is this? What a powerful sword intent!" Zhou Han muttered to himself in surprise.

In that case, it was necessary to land and investigate.

"What? You… Zhou Han?"

"Zhou Han, how dare you? Are you here to apologize to my Proud Sword Sect?"

"You have the guts to show up here! Because the chief disciple was killed, we\'re almost the laughingstock of the various sects."

"The heavens really have eyes! You actually took the initiative to come knocking on our door!"

…

As Zhou Han landed, everyone was a little shocked, as if they were afraid that they had recognized wrongly.

Then, after confirming it several times, their mood changed from shock to ecstasy.

As long as they killed Zhou Han, the Proud Sword Sect could regain their lost reputation.