Ye Sheng had to make a lot of preparations before he could slash this sword.
The strength of the sword-wielding old man was so overbearing that ye Sheng was not confident that he could persist without making a lot of preparations.
First was the medicinal pills. Ye Sheng was crazily refining xiantian-level bone tempering pills, body tempering pills, body strengthening pills, sacred origin pills, and so on..
These medicinal pills could increase ye Sheng's physical strength. In the past, Ye Sheng didn't want to use them because he was worried that forcefully increasing his strength would delay his cultivation later.
But now, he couldn't care about that anymore.
Chu Zhongtian also helped Ye Sheng to gather information. "We caused a ruckus in the temple, but it seems that they didn't spread the news. Only a few people know about it."
"The wedding will still be held in three days?"Ye Sheng asked.
"Yes."Chu Zhongtian nodded.