Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
“SIster Yunniang, what do you have to say, you can say it here!”
After walking out ten miles, Xuanyuan Yiren suddenly stopped in place. She looked back at Li Yunniang, a cold intent hidden in her gaze.
“Or you didn’t have anything to report to me in the first place?”
Li Yunniang was astonished, similarly stopping in her tracks, seeing in those beautiful eyes a raging fire.
She couldn’t help but sigh. This Little Miss was really smart, not someone who she could hide things from. At the start maybe she was bluffed, but when she turned around and thought about it, she would have definitely felt that something was up.
Just as she was contemplating, she saw the coldness on Xuanyuan Yiren’s petite face getting thicker and thicker. Li Yunniang was astonished, giving up on all thoughts of trying to hide it from her, bending her knees slightly, “Little Miss, please don’t be angry. Before I followed you to Cloud Saint City, your mother gave me some instructions that I could not let you join into any conflict of Gantian Mountain. That is why I took matters into my own hands…”
“Is that so?” Xuanyuan Yiren’s brows rose up, and she tried her best to suppress the helplessness and sadness in her eyes. Mocking herself,she said, “I didn’t expect Yunniang to be so loyal. But you are simply too bold, to play such schemes and make decisions for me! Since you want to listen to my mother, then you can return to Xuan Mountain City alone. Yiren doesn’t need a loyal servant like you!”
As she was about to return back on the path they came from, she saw Li Yunniang pulling out her sword and moving to block her.
Xuanyuan Yiren was startled, staring in shock. Li Yunniang didn’t dare to look at her in the eyes, trying to avoid her gaze, yet her eyes were filled with determination. “Little Miss, Yunniang has always listened to your words and never intended to go against you. But this time I can’t. Today I definitely cannot let you return!”
Xuanyuan Yiren’s eyes contracted as she frowned, looking in the direction of the carriage. Unfortunately there was a hill standing in the way, and she was unable to see what was going on there.
She thought back to before, about those words that Hu Qianqiu said, and her heart immediately tightened up. Who knew whether or not Zong Shou had already returned? If he was unable to satisfy Hu Qianqiu, would that elder of Gantian Mountain really do what he said and take his life?
That person was a Xuanwu Ancestor of the Eighth meridian of the Earth Chakra level. With such exceptional strength, how would she be able to save Zong Shou?
Thinking about that, Xuanyuan Yiren’s eyes lit up, looking towards Li Yunniang once more. “Yunniang, what are you hiding from me? You specially led me here so I would not see something, right?”
When Li Yunniang heard that, her face went as white as a piece of paper.
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The saber was seven inches long and an inch and a half wide. A winged dream tiger roaring towards the heavens was engraved on the body of the saber. Under the light of the fire, it glowed with a cold, liquid light.
Hu Qianqiu held onto the saber and stood a hundred feet away from Zong Shou. His eyes were glowing slightly, he didn’t have any fighting intent in his chest, only feeling his heart boiling.
Huge excitement as well as expectations were being suppressed at the bottom of his heart, unable to be released.
His gaze settled, waiting for his breathing to adjust and his heart to regain its calm once more did he exert his aura, an intense and overbearing sensation suppressing in all directions.
“What a good One with the Sword, bring it on! Your Uncle Hu has dreamt so many times in the past ten years that one day the Prince could spar with me like today. However, I was unable to see that dream come through. Let me see what you have learned in your three years at Linhai College!”
Zong Shou’s expression trembled slightly, but he didn’t speak. His eyes shining, in the next moment he moved quickly, his right foot stepping powerfully on the ground. All the energy within his body exploded out instantly, surging into the meridians of his four limbs and burning intensely. His whistled as he moved, like a flash of lightning, disappearing and appearing before the eyes of everyone. Stabbing out with the sword, shocking the spirit and stunning the soul. Underneath the night sky, it was like a stream of light breaking everything in its path.
A loud DING echoed in all directions. Hu Qianqiu casually cut with his saber, brushing aside the sword. He laughed out loud, large amounts of surprise and joy in his roaring voice, “Good! What a good sword, what good sword strength! You are at eight meridians of the Bodily Chakra level, External Pill Xiantian! Yin Yang, you were right, the Prince really didn’t disappoint me! No, he surprised me! Such surprise…”
Hundreds of feet away, there was a choked gasp. Zong Ling was stunned, the pig foot in his hand dropped to the ground. There was excess fat remaining at the corner of his lips, but he didn’t have the energy to wipe it away. His eyes were fixed on that swiftly moving, ghost-like image.
He didn’t see it wrongly? Was that really his cousin Zong Shou? Didn’t they say he was dual meridians and couldn’t cultivate? He had specially observed him and he didn’t have any internal energy, how could he be at eight meridians of the Bodily Chakra level?
Not just Zong Ling, even the people behind him were startled. They exchanged glances with one another, their faces dumbfounded.
As for Hu Zhongyuan, who was sitting on top of the carriage, his face was really dazzling and impressive. It was sometimes green and white, and then suddenly turned red.
He had felt it when Zong Shou proposed the challenge, and when he became One with the Sword, but only now did he confirm it.
Not only did the Prince know how to cultivate, his level wasn’t low, either. Eight meridians of the Bodily Chakra Realm, wasn’t the Prince just thirteen?
At that moment, he wished that he could slap himself in the face.
Only Zong Yuan laughed out loud, his voice filled with mockery at how everyone here was blind. His eyes were brimming with life, fixed on the two people in the center.
Zong Shou’s face was really calm, only his blood was starting to get excited, and his fighting spirit rose. His heart was still ice cold, One with the Sword.
Today he could go all out! Not needing to care about losses, not needing to use his spiritual techniques. Only using the sword in his hand to fight for victory, fighting to his heart’s desire…
He retreated, then he charged forwards once more, the sword light bursting out again, instantly ten sword shadows charging into that saber light.
“Blazing Sword, where did you learn it? Not bad!” Hu Qianqiu laughed, being caught off guard as he cut down with the saber, directly blocking those ten sword images.
Zong Shou’s sword didn’t dissipate just like that. It suddenly became indiscernible and uncertain, the sword path moved about swiftly, stabbing in from the most impossible directions, aiming right at Hu Qianqiu’s vital points all around his body.
Hu Qianqiu exclaimed once more, “This is Deceitful Sword? Did you learn from Deceitful Sword Ren Qianqiu, or from someone else? Hey! The form and the style is there, however you are much better than him at using it; much, much stronger!”
That saber just waved down simply and dissolved the danger. At his level he didn’t need to exert himself much, and could use his own strength to fight against ten. No matter how exquisite Zong Shou’s moves were, Hu Qianqiu could break them with his own strength.
Facing Zong Shou, even if he didn’t use ninety percent of his strength,he would be able to easily defend himself. Eight meridians of the Earth Chakra Realm was pretty much the strongest below the Ascended Ancestor Realm!
Zong Shou wasn’t fazed and didn’t give up, the Lightning Tooth Sword in his hand waving out ten sword images once more. This time it was like a volcano exploding, his aura was raging and frenzied, ringing as it struck the saber light. Each sword blow was heavier than the last, each sword crazier than the last.
Hu Qianqiu didn’t care, standing still on the spot and not moving. The seven-foot Tiger King Saber casually danced in his hand. He was getting more and more excited as he said happily, “This is the Rage Sword? This time it is a little different; your sword technique is ten times better than that Rage Sword Yun Tao. However, you can’t just learn his explosive temper. Prince, when you are sparring, you are too calm and unable to learn the rhythm within!”
Between the two of them, saber and sword lights flickered constantly, ten strikes colliding with every breath. The sword and saber images intersected one another, every single moment changing.
When Hu Zhongyuan heard what Hu Qianqiu said, he didn’t think much about it. Zong Ling and Zong Yuan’s bodies shook in astonishment.
Burning Sword Wu Wei, Deceitful Sword Xie Jun, Rage Sword Yun Tao; all were people who had acted against Zong Shou before.
Hearing the words of Hu Qianqiu, it is like he had grasped the rhythm of them all perfectly!
In the next moment, Zong Yuan’s eyes opened wide. He saw a purple lightning glow appear in Zong Shou’s hand. At the activation of this lightning energy, it seemed like all the resistance in the air was totally cut off, intersecting with the sword light.
This was his Purple Lightning Spear! Except it was even swifter and more perfect. Under his stunned gaze, the connection between steps didn’t have any flaws.
At that moment, Zong Yuan even had a misconception, as if the person who made this Purple Lightning Spear wasn’t him, but Zong Shou!
Hu Qianqiu’s voice was filled with surprise.
“Isn’t this that little brat Zong Yuan’s Purple Lightning Spear? Using a sword to replace the spear and actually still has its true rhythm. The ideas you put into it are really exquisite. If you spend more effort into making it more precise, it could be listed as one of the pinnacle techniques. Prince, are you and Zong Yuan really close to one another? Did you teach him his spear technique? He didn’t seem to do a good job learning it…”
Zong Yuan nearly spat out blood. Hu Qianqiu exclaimed, “This is the Blood Killer Sword Technique! Hundred Thousand Blood Killer Li Yaling?
“Prince where did you learn this sword technique from? If I didn’t know that Prince has always been in Linhai College and doesn’t have any killing intent now, I nearly thought that you were like that Li Yaling, killing tens of thousands of people and your mother and wife! However, although these sword techniques are good, but they don’t look like they are yours…”
Seeing Hu Qianqiu shake his head, Zong Shou laughed too. From the moment he used that Burning Sword, he was just trying to test what he had gained over this period of time. At this point, it was time for him to be serious.
The sword attacks paused slightly, and without any prior signs, they changed once more, becoming like a shadow and illusion!
