The disciples of the Sword Mansion, especially prodigies like Jian Mengchen and Jian Yunluo, can immediately discern the differences in sword techniques.
Jian Yunxiao naturally understood the meaning behind it.
"You mean, Zhuo Xinyan stole our sect's sword techniques?" Jian Yunxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile appearing on his lips, as a plan formed in his mind.
If what Jian Mengchen saw is true, Zhang Yun will definitely need his help to protect Zhuo Xinyan.
It should be noted that the Sword Palace already has clear regulations.
Stealing the sect's sword techniques is an even more serious crime. At best, it will cost you all your cultivation and expel you from the Sword Palace, never to be used again. At worst, it will result in the death penalty.
This kind of behavior has always been despised by the disciples of the Sword Mansion.
Zhuo Xinyan's status in the Sword Manor was merely that of a lowly maid. If no one pleaded for her, the outcome would be predictable.
"Hmm." Jian Yunluo's expression was somewhat solemn: "It seems that even if Zhang Yun intervenes this time, Zhuo Xinyan's chances of survival are slim, and she has a very low chance of dying."
"I came to him only hoping that Zhang Yun could see her one last time, so that he wouldn't have any regrets."
From the moment Jian Yunluo recognized Zhang Yun, she believed in her heart that Zhang Yun was hers.
She was confident that Zhang Yun would be hers sooner or later, which was why she cared so much about his affairs.
“I guarantee with my integrity that Xinyan would never be that kind of person.”
A clear, cold voice rang out, and Jian Yunluo turned to look, letting out a soft sigh.
“Zhang Yun, I know how you feel right now. However, although stealing sword techniques has always been a serious crime in the Sword Mansion, there are always those who take chances. I am also aware of Zhuo Xinyan’s obsession with the sword. To say that she stole the sect’s sword techniques is both unexpected and reasonable. It is not impossible.”
"hehe."
Even though Jian Yunluo's words made some sense, Zhang Yun just chuckled and didn't believe that Zhuo Xinyan would do such a thing.
Just because...
"I have my reasons for saying this, because the sword technique that Zhuo Xinyan is currently practicing was taught to her by me."
Upon hearing this, both Jian Yunxiao and Jian Yunluo were stunned.
Looking at Zhang Yun's expression, which clearly didn't seem like he was lying, they were both amused and exasperated.
It should be noted that the sword techniques practiced by the formal disciples of the Sword Palace are the secrets of the Sword Immortal Palace, and are all world treasures, priceless and unavailable for purchase.
Each one is priceless, and most importantly, they capture the essence of swordsmanship, far more valuable than any ordinary item found on the street.
However, at this moment, Zhang Yun said that the exquisite swordsmanship that Zhuo Xinyan practiced was taught to her by him.
Such excuses and reasons for exonerating Zhuo Xinyan are far too clumsy and don't seem like they came from someone like Zhang Yun.
Gazing into the confident gleam in Zhang Yun's dark eyes, Jian Yunluo felt a slight wavering in his heart.
Could it be that, as Zhang Yun said, he himself possesses swordsmanship no weaker than that of the Sword Palace?
Or perhaps he was just lying, but his acting was so convincing that no one could see through his lie.
Compared to Jian Yunluo, Jian Yunxiao didn't believe Zhang Yun's words at all.
However, he still smiled and said, "I naturally trust Brother Zhang's character. However, since the matter is still unresolved, why don't we go together to see for ourselves?"
“Although stealing our sect’s secret techniques is a capital offense, since she is the woman Brother Zhang has taken a liking to, if the evidence is conclusive, I will still plead for her. Please rest assured, Brother Zhang.”
“That’s exactly what I was thinking. Qianzhi, let’s go take a look together.” Zhang Yun said with a determined expression.
Since he was the one who taught Zhuo Xinyan the sword technique, he naturally had a way to prove her innocence.
While the younger generation of the Sword Immortal Mansion was causing quite a stir because of Zhuo Xinyan's matter, on the tallest sword-shaped building in the Sword Mansion, a solitary and proud figure stood solemnly, exuding a faint aura as cold as a sword's edge.
The figure was dressed in white, her delicate features and aloof demeanor giving her an air of both arrogance and mature femininity.
However, this kind of temperament gives people a sense of sacredness and awe, and ordinary people can only look up to it.
From here, everything in the Sword Mansion, and even the Sword Immortal City, is laid out before you.
However, a hint of displeasure was faintly revealed in her usually calm eyes.
“Master, Zhang Yun is far too ungrateful.”
Behind the man in white was a middle-aged man in black robes with a sinister face and a cold expression. However, when he faced the man in white, there was a hint of respect in the depths of his eyes.
Beside him was a woman dressed in simple clothes with a cold expression.
“Indeed, Zhang Yun’s thoughts are like those of a sparrow, lacking any ambition. He is arrogant and complacent because of his talent. Master is better off without such a disciple.”
The aloof woman spoke as if she were trying to save face for her master.
“Master, since Zhang Yun is so ignorant of his own limitations, why not expel him from the Sword Mansion and let him fend for himself?” suggested the sinister-looking middle-aged man in black robes.
"Senior brother, I think this is somewhat inappropriate." The aloof woman disagreed with the man in black robes, causing the middle-aged man in black robes to frown slightly.
"What's wrong with that? Does my Sword Manor have to treat an outsider well while supporting him?" The middle-aged man in black robes looked somewhat displeased.
"No matter what, Zhang Yun was a guest personally invited by our master. To simply kick him out of the manor would damage the reputation of our Sword Manor and make us seem petty."
"What does Junior Sister think?"
The aloof woman's words made sense, but Zhang Yun was too ungrateful and needed to be taught a lesson so he would understand the limits of human nature.
The aloof woman slowly spoke: "Five days later, on the sword battle stage, I will arrange for someone to fight him. Zhang Yun will definitely be utterly defeated. At that time, he will understand the principle that there are always people more powerful than him. Perhaps, he will even beg to stay in the Sword Mansion and become a disciple of my Sword Mansion."