Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
“That’s true!” Zong Shou said simply, taking a deep look at Lei Dong, “What I feel weird is that since big brother Lei Dong came out from Wujue Villa, why couldn’t he comprehend that a mountain is still a mountain, a river is still a river?”
If he knew that this person had such an identity, he wouldn’t have spoken so much previously.
He also felt that things were a little weird. The two of them looked really similar and should be related by blood, so why did they call themselves uncle and nephew? Why were their surnames different?
Wujue Villa specialized in sword techniques, but Lei Dong was good at saber techniques and also had a different surname. He even thought that this fella was a random cultivator with no background and no help.
Lei Dong laughed awkwardly and touched his nose, raising his head as he looked at the sky. Yan Fan didn’t care, “Prince please don’t be angry, Dong’er followed his mother’s surname, which is why his surname is Lei. This fellow left home to spite me and gave up on the sword to choose the saber. He said that he didn’t want to rely on the Wujue Villa to carve out his own path. Speaking of which, I would like to thank you. If not for you, I don’t know when he would have been willing to come and see me!”
Zong Shou was enlightened, the anger in his heart dissipating slightly… but he still glared furiously at Lei Dong.
It wasn’t because of his past, but because he knew that today’s matter definitely had something to do with him!
Lei Dong also seemed to know that he wasn’t in the right, and his expression was helpless as he kept bowing towards Zong Shou. Without this Taiyuan Fairy matter, why would he have to reveal that stone? He wouldn’t need to ask his uncle out. He wanted to keep that stone for himself to become a family treasure.
His heart suddenly moving, materializing a wine table and his right hand held up three fingers.
Hundreds of miles away from their first meeting, Zong Shou smelled a wine fragrance similar to the half-step shake that day but much better, it was obviously on the level of the Celestial brews…
Thinking back to that day when he downed that bowl of wine and spent several days unconscious, a raging flame rose in his heart.
His hands viciously flashed ten fingers, and only after looking at the bitter expression on Lei Dong’s face did he feel slightly happier.
Yan Fan smiled, like he totally didn’t notice Zong Shou’s little actions. He casually lifted up his sleeve and threw a wooden can filled with white chess pieces in front of Zong Shou, smiling, “Actually, I have seen the sword intent stone. Prince is so young, and your sword intent has connected to the spirit, how exceptional! I think this time you will be able to help the two of us solve our doubts! I remember that on this path the Prince has used the Cloud Shocking God Destroying sword intent several times, right?”
Zong Shou kept silent and didn’t reply. He wasn’t dumb enough to ask the two of them what would happen to him if he wasn’t willing to complete this remaining game of chess.
Looking at the eyes of Taiyun Fairy, they were even warmer than when one saw a lover. Yan Fan was the same. If one didn’t know that he was married and was deeply in love, Zong Shou would have nearly thought that his sexual orientation wasn’t normal.
If he really rejected them and the two of them threatened him, it wouldn’t be nice to see…
Coldly scoffing, Zong Shou continued to use the Lightning Travelling Spirit Bone to walk towards the chess table with a kachi kachi sound. He sat down cross-legged at his own pace.
Looking from a distance, he didn’t feel anything. Observing closely now, he felt that there was a misty sword stabbing towards him, and his brain was about to be slashed open in the next moment.
Zong Shou’s eyes sharpened and he instinctively placed a white piece at the bottom right of the chess board, heavily smacking it down with a crisp pa.
What was weird was that when the chess piece was placed down, the sword he saw in his eyes was forcefully dissipated with a random strength, turning into fog.
Shui Lingbo and Yan Fan couldn’t help but straighten their bodies to look at where Zong Shou had placed the chess piece, their eyes revealing surprised expressions.
Shui Lingbo was less subtle, unconsciously holding her fist tight and waving it strongly.
To test a person’s sword art talent and skill, it was best seen during his reaction in a life or death scenario.
Zong Shou’s chess piece far exceeded what they expected and it was perfect! Two times! No three or four times!”
Not only did it block that cloud sword, it also forcefully dissipated it. The moment he counterattacked with that chess piece, it was close to the sword soul level!
Shui Lingbo’s heart was filled with joy. So what if he had barriers from Heaven and his soul was broken? She would find a way to move aside all these obstacles and let this kid step on the path of cultivation!
The foundations and ability of the Taiyuan Sect wasn’t something a bottom Shrine Sect like Lingyun Sect could compare to!
His eyes couldn’t help but burn brighter, like they were about to burn through his body.
Zhao Yanran’s expression changed slightly, instinctively pressing her hand towards her sword before instantly regaining calm. She only felt a really strong martial intent exploding out, which made her instinctively want to protect herself.
At that moment, she realized that during their Black Soil Swamp duel that Zong Shou didn’t use all his strength.
If she was the one playing this chess game, she would definitely be struck back thousands of feet. For ten days she could forget about cultivating.
Chuxue and Lian Fan behind Zong Shou had different reactions. The two of them couldn’t feel the moment of contact, but the moment Zong Shou placed down the chess piece there was a heaven-shocking strength!
When the sound of the chess piece being placed down sounded out, the mist in the area fell twenty percent!
Chuxue couldn’t help but look at the chess board once more in shock. She blinked, wondering if this huge fog was really because of this chess game.
“Good chess! Good chess! How exquisite and how unexpected! Also planning for the big picture!”
Yan Fan couldn’t help but give out successive praise, like there were many people who were playing the game. He took up a black piece and casually placed it in the center of the chess board.
“How is the Prince going to counter this move?”
Zong Shou didn’t even have time to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead before the fog gathered once more. The cloud light became illusionary, appearing and disappearing, passing through the fog. He was unable to see any signs, but still able to feel that danger was right beside him.
The illusion in front of him felt really real. Zong Shou tried his best, but was unable to break free of it, cursing silently. He didn’t hesitate, smacking down another chess piece which was still at the bottom right corner.
When that piece was placed down, Zong Shou let go of all his worries. He was forced to reveal some of his ability, so he had no reason to purposely try to hide anything now.
The way he spoke was also unrestrained and with no fear.
“This Cloud Illusionary Sword, although it wanders without a trace, it is too soft. Moreover, could changes in the light truly make it invisible and cover all its tracks? This isn’t the true meaning of the Cloud Shocking God Destroying sword intent! This standard is quite average…”
He heard a soft ding as a white mist sword recoiled out from the fog. Without any surprise, it was crushed into pieces.
When Yan Fan saw that, not only was he not annoyed, but a bright glow shot out from his eyes. The happiness within couldn’t be suppressed at all. He nodded slightly, “As expected, it is a little weak! Hiding within the fog is just a small trick! Then what about this?”
Similarly a new cloud light illusionary sword, just as it was halfway to him, split into four, and then into eight, slashing in from all directions.
Zong Shou couldn’t help but smile when he saw that, it would have been okay if it was other paths. But the path of the illusionary sword was something he was an expert at.
Without hesitation, he grinned and placed a white chess piece beside that black chess piece.
“This sword is not bad, but it gives one an impression of being prepared at the last moment! It still lacks a little meaning, which is why it couldn’t hide from me, making it easy to break it. Villa head isn’t good at this path, so why try to force it..”
The martial cultivators in the world mostly specialized in one path, unlike him, who would study all sorts of paths as long as they were sword techniques, so as to be able to merge it into his Hundred Path Sword. He had researched almost all of the top sword techniques that spread into the Cloud World, and was pretty much able to combine all their pros together!
This Wujue Villa villa head was using the Cloud Shocking God Destroying sword intent to test him. However he didn’t know the complete version of the intent and also didn’t spend time researching and studying it. Although the martial path was one where if you mastered one you would understand many, Yan Fan had already reached the spiritual Grandmaster Realm and was just half a step from the Celestial Realm. As such, he definitely wasn’t a person who cultivated every day!
The cultivation during this era was unlike his, where he could use the virtual world to grind his sword techniques every day and night.
To say that it was prepared at the last moment wasn’t wrong!
As expected one of the eight swords started to shake. All of the other swords started to collapse and disappeared without a trace.
That Yan Fan instantly sucked in a deep breath. Zong Shou’s evaluation was totally true. Lei Dong behind him burst out laughing as he gloated.
Yan Fan’s brows couldn’t help but furrow as he turned around and stared at his nephew. He didn’t put down another piece and was really satisfied, once again looking towards Taiyuan Fairy. Zong Shou’s talent and sword path standards he roughly knew, and he didn’t need to test them anymore.
As expected, his sword path was connected to the soul, displaying strong sword intent at the sword rhythm level! Such exceptional qualities might not be seen even in a hundred years!
Shui Lingbo didn’t bother to act courteously, throwing a black chess piece into the chess board.
Within Zong Shou’s mind, the situation changed once more. Those numerous clouds and fog gathered up. This time the sword strength was much different from that of Yan Fan.
It was strong and then weak, sharp and overbearing. Its strength was several times that of the first sword.
Zong Shou couldn’t help but hold his breath as that strong sword strength attacked his mind. His eyes instantly contracted and sharpened.
“As expected, one’s sword is a replicate of themselves! This sword strength is really overbearing!”
One sentence stabbed at the two seated people. Zong Shou’s expression also became much calmer.
“However, the crux of the Cloud Shocking God Destroying sword is to be both soft and tough. If it’s too hard, it will break! How is this a cloud sword? It is more like an ice sword!”
A chess piece in his hand was placed down with a crisp “pa” sound once more, reverberating in everyone’s ears.
That tough and hard sword instantly collapsed like ice and dust. The powerful sword strength also disappeared.
Shui Lingbo was on Cloud Nine, her eyes shining. If it wasn’t for her not being able to beat Yan Fan sitting next to her, she would immediately snatch away this Zong Shou.
Now she could only suppress her thoughts and emotions, her brows solemn and acting like she was angry from embarrassment, coldly scoffing, “You are just an eight meridian Mythic Master and you dare to say that I am wrong…”
