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Chapter 0124: Jiu Er
Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain, it was supremely tall, and immortal mist curled around it.
South of the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain was the Lower Yuan Peak, and it was the place where the Zhongyuan Dao Sect entertained the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts.
Of course, this area was still under the purview of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, and in order to ascend the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain, one had to pass through this Lower Yuan Peak.
In the Lower Yuan Immortal Palace, ghostly traces could be seen lingering everywhere.
None of the ordinary Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples dared to tread in this area. If one approached, the ghostly cultivators would not abide by any of the rules and their lives would have been forfeit.
There were female disciples who had mysteriously lost their chastity in the sect.
Despite these issues being reported to Jiang Xie, he did not care and only mentioned to everyone to not approach that peak.
However, Jiang Junlin spent all his time within. It looked as though he had become sworn brothers with the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts. Naturally, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had taught him numerous techniques.
On this day, Jiang Xie was mounted upon a large, scarlet red bottle gourd, weaving through the immortal mist. He had seen the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts and Jiang Junlin engaged in an intense discussion.
"What has happened?" Jiang Xie asked as he descended with an astounded expression on his face.
Jiang Junlin seemed very lively as he replied, "Father, something weird has happened."
"What weird thing has happened?"
"I have to leave it up to the Shen Erjun to explain."
Shen Erjun was the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts largest individual. He loomed like a giant bear, and was taller than Jiang Junlin by a good three feet. An average person could not possibly grow as large as him.
His body was fearfully strong, and just his thighs were larger than Tian Yijun's entire body.
When Tian Yijun stood in front of him, it was like a child speaking to an adult.
This hugely built individual was the second of the Seven Ghosts and was thus known as Shen Erjun.
At this point, Shen Erjun laughed. "Sect Master Jiang, if you remember, I had previously given my disciple a Sumeru Pouch that had been pilfered by that Wu Yu, correct?"
Jiang Xie nodded his head. "You said that within the Sumeru Pouch lies a covert inscription that, with your ghostly cultivation methods, allows you to track it, am I right?"
Shen Erjun replied, "Indeed. The Spectral Concubine had left us to explore the world, and whenever we wanted to know where she was, we would utilize this Ghostly Shadow Design to locate her. This way, even if someone had killed the Spectral Concubine and stole her Sumeru Pouch, we would be able to locate the killer and take our revenge."
Jiang Xie had a keen mind. Just by hearing these words, his eyes lit up. "You mean to say that Wu Yu has left the Bipo Mountain Range?"
Otherwise, Jiang Junlin would not have been so happy.
He replied, "He had originally hidden himself inside the Bipo Mountain Range and would have to wait for me to deliver his death sentence. Who would have thought that he would choose to run out by himself? He is looking for death, and it's not up to my control!"
Shen Erjun added, "That Wu Yu clearly doesn't understand how the world works. We were just discussing this. I will accompany the Junior Sect Master and solve this conundrum of his."
Jiang Xie's eyebrows creased.
Jiang Junlin was indeed ecstatic, but Jiang Xie was not comfortable with leaving him alone with a ghostly cultivator. Just because the two parties seemed very close at the moment, that did not count for anything. Once their goals were achieved, the two parties would definitely cut all ties. Furthermore, all of the disciples that had been hurt by these ghostly cultivators were still fresh in Jiang Xie's mind.
"It would be strange if Wu Yu left by himself, however," Jiang Xie replied.
"Strange? I think that he must have thought that if he remained in the Heavenly Sword Sect, he would be crushed by me!" Jiang Junlin was a little worried that Jiang Xie would not let him go.
At this point in time, Tian Yijun said, "I feel that this is true. Normally speaking, this would not happen. Shen Erjun, which direction is he heading in?"
Shen Erjun replied, "Let me find out."
He removed a skull fashioned into a compass from his Sumeru Pouch and began to chant in some ghostly language. In a moment, the compass began to spin towards the west.
"West of the Bipo Mountain Range. I'm afraid he wants to enter the Sky Region Forest!"
"The Sky Region Forest's trees are extremely tall and the terrain is complex. Trying to find someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack..." Jiang Xie could feel a headache coming. Half a beat later, he actually started to laugh loudly, letting everyone feel astonished.
"Sect Leader Jiang, just what is causing you so much mirth?" Tian Yijun probed.
Jiang Xie stopped laughing and replied, "I know what Feng Xueya is trying to do. More accurately saying, I know what Lan Huayi is trying to do."
Jiang Junlin was anxious. "Father, stop leaving us in the dark."
Jiang Xie began to attentively speak. "Lan Huayi's two nieces are in the Bipo Mountain Range. She is very protective of her kin; even though she seems like an iron lady, she is still motherly. She cannot bear to let her two family members stay behind in the Bipo Mountain Range in a fight to the death. Frankly speaking, the Heavenly Sword Sect does not have any prospects for victory, and thus she must have suggested that a few outstanding disciples be saved. That Feng Xueya does not understand ghostly cultivators and did not expect that his own disciple to be holding an item of yours. What is even more unexpected is that you would be able to track them with your Ghostly Shadow Design!
"Which means, they must have let some of the more outstanding geniuses escape towards the Sky Region Forest." In a brief moment, the eyes of all the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts lit up. In fact, a trace of bloodlust could even be seen in their pupils.
"I have at least an 80% chance of confidence that what I have said is right." Jiang Xie laughed.
"Marvellous! Shen Erjun can chase them with the design, and regardless of where they run to, we will be able to chase them down!" Jiang Junlin was exceptionally elated.
Jiang Xie continued, "If my guess is right, the group should be Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi's personal disciples. Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi would have to stay behind to man the 10,000 Swords Formation and would definitely not leave with them. The other elders would also be needed to defend the sect, and thus they would send only one elder with them at most! If we can kill off this group of individuals, that will be a direct blow to their morale and psyche. We would be able to take the Heavenly Sword Sect without a battle! Feng Xueya, oh, Feng Xueya. You have always been sharp, but it's a pity you acted so stupidly."
Of course, his heart was clear that this was a coincidence. If he was Feng Xueya, he would not have known that the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts would have a means to track Wu Yu's position.
Jiang Xie couldn't hold it in any longer as he guffawed.
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts also began to laugh chillingly.
Jiang Junlin, too, was laughing. It was as though he could already imagine Wu Yu begging for his life on his knees.
"I want to taste how delicious Lan Huayi's nieces are. Hehe..." Shen Erjun's voice was cordial, but his words caused their skin to prickle.
Jiang Xie finally replied, "Junlin, go and call for your uncle. Before the decisive battle, I have a task for him."
"Yes!" Jiang Junlin immediately went to act.
In a moment, an individual appeared, his resemblance to Jiang Xie apparent. He wore a pure black robe. On his back, one could make out the silhouette of a long spear. Yet his features were masked and one could not see what he looked like. They could only see that one of his eyes were blind and that the corners of his eyes were full of scars.
"Jiang Ding pays his respects." Tian Yijun and his ilk also took this man very seriously.
Jiang Xie said, "Whether my speculations are correct or wrong, we have to go, just for the sake of this Wu Yu. Our Zhongyuan Dao Sect will send out Jiang Junlin and Jiang Ding. What about you?"
Tian Yijun did not hesitate to reply, "Only Shen Erjun can locate them, and thus he will be the vanguard. Qi Yunji will also go along. With the three of them, any ordinary elder will be defeated. If the opponents have more than one elder with them, we can send a few more."
"Yes, Boss!" Shen Erjun seemed extremely impatient to leave.
Under the cloak could be heard the raspings of a giant beast.
"This will be it. Leave immediately. It'd best if we could capture them alive. If they are dead, bring the corpses back. For the rest of us, once the Ninth Spirit arrives and once we hear of your good news, we will begin the assault upon the Heavenly Sword Sect. This is our best opportunity to cripple the defenders and divide the lands!"
Jiang Xie was getting worked up.
"Excellent. EXCELLENT!"
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts couldn't help but smile.
At this point in time, a voice which caused one to feel as though they had fallen into a drunken stupor could be heard. The voice was enchanting and dreamy.
"Just what has caused you all to become so riled up…."
This was the type of voice that when heard, one would feel as though they had fallen into a sea of flowers, submerged within pleasant and tender memories of their home, and yet it was a voice that could cause one to tremble. Especially if one was a male, this voice was truly fatal!
"Ninth Spirit!"
Everyone was shocked. Staring at the forest not too far away, they could see a white immortal mist surrounding the forest. There were numerous humanoid beasts gradually emerging from the forest. This white mist was thick and dense, and one could only see that there were about 100 of these individuals within it. Together, they lifted a palace shaped like a sedan. It was exceedingly ornate and truly looked like a masterpiece of the world. Only an immortal sedan could be apt to describe its elegance.
There was a total of 100 sedan bearers.
However, Jiang Xie and the rest knew that these were not humans, but demons! They were demons of all shapes and sizes from all corners of the continent!
Each and every demon was a mortal's nightmare.
That overwhelming demonic qi had gathered around them, almost extinguishing and displacing all of the immortal mist around the mountain.
All orthodox martial cultivators were like fire and water when placed near such demonic cultivators. They were immiscible.
As the group of demons approached, Jiang Xie's expression changed.
"Elder Brother Jiang does not have to address me as the Ninth Spirit. Just Jiu Er would be fine."
From within that palace-like sedan chair could be hear an enticing voice. Even Jiang Xie was forced to swallow a mouthful of saliva to control himself. The rest were unable to resist, especially Jiang Junlin. If he were to hear this voice more, his preferences might even change and he would feel that even Yuan Chen was not the sort of person that he was truly attracted to!
This was because the Ninth Spirit was truly an outstanding individual, one of such caliber that he had never met before!
"Jiu Er's enticement techniques have long been famous. Who would have thought that they would be this impressive when faced directly? This Jiang Xie truly respects you." Jiang Xie took a deep breath as he spoke these fawning words.
"We of the fox tribe are blessed with beauty, yet Jiu Er is unable to charm Elder Brother Jiang." The fox demon's voice rang out.
After hearing this sentence, Jiang Junlin felt as though he was about to go insane. His face was flushed red and he had almost walked over to the group of demons. However, Jiang Xie held him back and threw him towards Jiang Ding to be restrained.
Dealing with this demonic Ninth Spirit was truly heart palpitating.
"Are these individuals the pirates from the East Sea?" Ninth Spirit asked.
"Pirates? I beg the Ninth Spirit to be more polite with her words. We follow the Ghostly Dao and are the children of the Ghostly God!" Tian Yijun replied angrily.
He was also able to face this 1,000-year fox demon and maintain a sense of self.
"Keke. Don't be so angry. It's just a few words. Jiu Er has heard everything you said previously. Jiu Er will also participate and assist with handling this group of kids. Oh yes, Thunder Seabird, you will accompany their group."
"Yes, Ninth Spirit!"
From under the sedan chair, a male with traces of lightning flickering around his body drew away from the group. His expression was of utmost veneration as he accepted his task and deeply kowtowed in front of the sedan.
"Ninth Spirit, the Unrivalled Demon King, will sweep across all those under the heavens, the sole master of the universe!"
In a blink, the horde of demons began to cheer, causing the hearts of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples to tremble.
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Chapter 0125: Granite Golem
As Wu Yu traversed the dense growth with his companions, he could not help but feel a pure sense of amazement from witnessing the majestic verdant peaks around him.
"The lands under the heavens are vast, my world view is too shallow," he mused to himself.
The woods spread out as far as the eye could see, and every tree sprouted tall and girthy. It seemed as though a single tree held enough wood to constitute a forest.
The group of them looked no different from a cluster of ants crawling within the Sky Region Forest.
Most of the trees had branches that spanned wide enough to support an entire village.
Even the underbrush and shrubbery grew densely thick and layered, obscuring one's vision to not more than ten zhang.
The lush greenery in front of them extended boundlessly.
Needless to say, countless strange critters called this fertile land home. Of these creatures, there were some who could evolve into demons, ruling small sections of the Sky Region Forest.
Still, the vast expanse of the Sky Region Forest meant that encountering one would be an unlikely scenario.
Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi had escorted the faction here. Their discrete movements ensured that no outsiders could have observed their actions thus far.
It was of utmost importance to guarantee the safety of Wu Yu and the other disciples for this plan to succeed.
In truth, it was because of the immeasurable Sky Region Forest that the surrounding mortal and immortal kingdoms had no exchanges between each other. As such, this piece of land by the East Sea was left uncharted.
It was already getting difficult to ascertain one's bearings a mere hour into the journey. Within the depths of the forest, the foliage was so thick that light could hardly get through, leaving many areas dark as twilight. The air was filled with the stench of rotting flora and fauna, contributing to the sense of heavy dampness in these remote locations.
"This is where we part," announced Feng Xueya as he and Lan Huayi turned to face the disciples.
Elder Shentu spoke reverently, "Sect Leader, Sect-Protector, the Bipo Mountain Range cannot survive without your presence. Leave the job to this old man and hurry back."
"Fine." There was no time to mince words.
"You lot, heed all instructions from Elder Shentu. Whoever disobeys him disobeys me, do you understand?" Feng Xueya left them with a stern look and a final warning.
The disciples nodded unanimously.
Speaking thus, Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi exchanged a glance before turning to depart.
It was only after their backs faced their disciples that both of their expressions softened to contain a mix of sadness and reluctance.
It was entirely possible that this farewell could be their final goodbye.
However, Wu Yu and the disciples could not see this.
Once Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi had disappeared from sight, Elder Shentu turned around, eyeing the remaining people. "Alright, from here onwards, you will follow me. We must move more quickly and stealthily. Inform me if anyone cannot keep the pace."
He lingered not a moment longer as he shot deeper into the forest, rapidly navigating within the thicket of brambles and branches.
"Keep up," commanded Night Wishes for Snow.
For safety reasons, he remained at the tail of the pack together with Lan Boli.
Lan Shuiyue was the slowest within the group, so their overall pace was set to match her capability.
The disciples further split into smaller sections with Wu Yu, Su Yanli, and Mo Shishu closely following Elder Shentu. A few paces behind, Zhao Changtian and Yi Qingfeng flanked Lan Shuiyue, constantly checking on her well-being. Last were the two disciples at the eight tier of Qi Condensation Realm.
At times, Wu Yu could sense Lan Shuiyue's eyes on his back. However, for the most part, they hurried on in silence.
Su Yanli exuded a fresh fragrance from beside him, taking his mind from the rot permeating the nether regions of the forest. Whenever he turned in her direction, he could see her unblemished porcelain profile amidst the darkness, with her locks and snowy robes dancing through the wind, truly a portrait of beauty.
"Wu Yu." Su Yanli suddenly called to him as they traveled.
"Senior Sister, what's the matter?"
Wu Yu snapped out from his daydream.
Su Yanli frowned as her eyes expressed a hint of doubt. "Something feels out of place, this feels too rushed. I know Master rather well; how is it that I have never heard about this acquaintance in the East Imperial Kingdom?"
Mo Shishu interjected, "You are overthinking, Junior Sister. Old Feng has lived a long life, it would only be natural that he has friends that we have no knowledge of. Now that the Heavenly Sword Sect is in dire straits, there is no choice but to seek assistance from friends, no matter how far away."
Mo Shishu's words made sense.
Wu Yu had been a core disciple for the least amount of time and was unfamiliar with Feng Xueya's past. A sudden thought hit him and he said, "Let's ask Elder Shentu."
"Alright."
The three of them quickened their pace and managed to catch up to Elder Shentu. Su Yanli carefully inquired, "Elder, what is the name of the person we are going to the East Imperial Kingdom to search for?"
Flustered, Elder Shentu remained silent for a few seconds before replying, "His name is Zhang… Zhenren."
"Zhang Zhenren?"
All three of them had never heard of such a name before.
"Elder Shentu, how strong are the disciples of this Zhang Zhenren? Currently, we have no information on them at all; what chance do we have of winning?" asked Wu Yu.
Elder Shentu replied, "I heard that they are about the same level as you are, and there is definitely a chance of victory. Why else would we risk this journey to the East Imperial Kingdom? Set your minds at ease."
It seemed that he was unwilling to divulge too much, so asking further would not prove fruitful.
"Hurry on, we'll discuss the details when we reach a rest stop."
"Alright."
Wu Yu exchanged glances with his seniors, and they fell silent.
Moving at their current speed, it was only natural that they would get tired. In a little over half a day, Lan Shuiyue was nearing the limits of her stamina. Her breaths were ragged and she could no longer keep up. The others were about the same.
Although Wu Yu was only at the fourth tier of Qi Condensation Realm, his recovery rate was extremely high. His flesh and muscles, along with his mental endurance, were extremely robust and evidently greater than that of Mo Shishu and the rest.
"We will take a rest atop this tree."
The sky was nearly dark when Elder Shentu picked a giant tree with a massive trunk. Each of the disciples chose their own branch, and Lan Shuiyue's gang immediately went to recuperate. Night Wishes for Snow and Lan Boli disappeared up a branch together.
Wu Yu followed his two seniors to Elder Shentu's location.
Upon seeing their arrival, Elder Shentu spoke first. "In truth, I do not know much more. All I was given was the location of the East Imperial Kingdom and the instruction to find Zhang Zhenren. As long as we abide by his rules and defeat his disciples, he will follow us back to the Bipo Mountain Range. That is all Sect Leader told me."
Since he had made it clear, there was no point in Wu Yu questioning him further.
"Elder, get some rest. We will take our leave."
As they leapt onto a separate tree branch, Su Yanli and Mo Shishu hurriedly began to focus on recuperating, while Wu Yu wandered further down to a more secluded spot. Originally, he had wanted to resume cultivating the Inner Vajra Buddha, but he had decided against it as the process was too flashy and could be easily spotted. As such, he settled down like the other disciples, absorbing the surrounding spiritual qi to regenerate his own spiritual power.
He still felt foggy about the entire situation as there had been no time for him to reflect. He was already in the thick of things.
"Zhang Zhenren..."
Wu Yu gazed towards the west, where he surmised the East Imperial Kingdom would lie.
"Onyx Pearl Dao Sword."
He retrieved the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword, curiously inspecting and running his hands over the specimen for a while.
"Elder Senior Brother told me that this Onyx Pearl Dao Sword is on par with Elder Shentu's Demon Fishing Rod in terms of value. I would never have thought that Master would care for me so greatly."
He felt ashamed that he had not achieved anything significant enough in his time as a personal disciple of Feng Xueya to warrant receiving such a treasure.
"It is said that the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword is only one step away from a spiritual immortal treasure. Elder Senior Brother said that there are only two spiritual immortal treasures within the Heavenly Sword Sect, namely Master and Lan Huayi's personal weapons.
"Spiritual immortal treasures and Jindan dao techniques are several times more powerful than regular immortal treasures and dao techniques. I wonder when I will be able to possess them! I have heard that those spiritual immortal treasures can even recognize their owners, and are unable to be utilized by anyone else."
Within the dark of night, his thoughts ran wild.
Around midnight, he suddenly heard the sound of movement.
"Demonic aura?"
He opened his eyes as his heartbeat quickened. This was not the Heavenly Sword Sect but the wilderness. Who knew what manner of demons resided here.
Just as Wu Yu became aware of the presence, a bolt of golden light flashed from above him and a male voice rang out. It was Night Wishes for Snow as he plummeted towards the ground, followed closely by Lan Boli.
"Demon attack!"
An unidentified voice hollered.
Wu Yu was shocked!
They were on a clandestine operation, and encountering demons could be disastrous. What if the demons had contact with the outside world and news of them was leaked?
Whoosh!
"Caught it."
Luckily, Wu Yu was just being oversensitive. This was not a particularly strong demon, and it had been caught a moment after it appeared.
When Wu Yu landed on the forest floor, he saw a large humanoid form caught within the lines of Elder Shentu's Demon Fishing Rod. It was a being about two zhang tall. It was made entirely out of granite and even had patches of moss growing on its body.
"It's a Granite Golem."
Wu Yu could see it clearly now.
"Where spiritual qi is dense for long periods of time, anything on earth can become a demon. Besides birds, insects, mammals, and fish, even rocks and trees may become demons, though the chances are rare."
The granite golem had gained sentience but had not fully evolved into a human form as its arms, legs and skull were formed from rough clusters of boulders. Its head possessed eyes, a nose, and a mouth, the latter of which it used to wail and grovel. "Heavenly Immortals, oh Heavenly Immortals! This lowly demon has unwittingly passed by and roused the ire of you esteemed Heavenly Immortals. Please spare my humble life!"
At this point, all the disciples had descended and surrounded the granite golem on all sides.
"It's a demon that doesn't even have a demon essence, just end its existence." Lan Shuiyue's experience at the Valley of Immortal Fate had changed her and instilled in her a deep seated hatred for all demons. A simple granite golem was no exception.
At her words, Lan Boli drew her sword.
"Wah! Venerable Heavenly Immortals, this ignoble demon spends all day in these woods and has never gone out to hurt anyone. I have not committed a single evil act before, I beg of you not to kill me!"
The granite golem trembled in terror as it sobbed violently.
Night Wishes for Snow gently pushed the blade of Lan Boli's sword away, saying, "This lower class of demon is fairly common and are mostly kindhearted, let us spare this one."
"No way, it is impossible to read a man's heart, let alone a demon's. If it were to divulge our location, we could all die." Lan Boli was also intimidating when she wanted to be, and even Night Wishes for Snow could not stop her this time. With a flash of her blade, the granite golem was reduced to rubble on the floor.
It was over.
"Alright then," Night Wishes for Snow begrudgingly replied before leaving. Lan Boli did not follow his direction.
"They seem to be at loggerheads?" Even Wu Yu could guess as much.
However, everyone else did not take this to heart, as lovers' tiffs were a common occurrence. The next day, they resumed their expedition.
Two more days passed.
This day, Elder Shentu abruptly stopped in his tracks as his gaze scanned the sky.
All he could see were flickers of lightning.
"Demons again?"
1. TL Note: 'Zhang' is a pretty common surname. Meanwhile, "Zhenren" translates to 'Real Person'. Way to go Shentu, this ain't suspicious at all.
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Chapter 0126: Thunder Seabird
"Hmm?"
They had stopped again because of demons, but this was different from the previous few times.
In the Sky Region Forest, it was common to meet demons. Small sprites like the Granite Golem were everywhere, and they had encountered them a few times. Lan Boli had decimated them each time.
There was some conflict between them, but it was anyone's guess what it was.
However, Lan Boli's attacks had shown Wu Yu the power of the eighth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. It was close to Elder Shentu's own.
Suddenly, Elder Shentu's expression changed.
"Gather here!"
As he cried out, their expressions turned uneasy. Wu Yu could feel it too. Something big was happening!
Quickly, they thronged around Elder Shentu. They raised their heads and could see a net bristling with electricity. Purple lightning flickered like a hundred snakes, dancing wildly. The leaves and branches above them were vaporized in flames, turning to ash!
"It's an adult demon! How could there be such adult demons in the Sky Region Forest!?"
Elder Shentu's face was green. This was too far beyond his expectations. They were in real danger now.
Under the lightning flashes and falling ash, Wu Yu could vaguely make out a huge bird flying overhead. Its wingspan was easily 10 zhang, and it looked like a purple goshawk. It was circling overhead menacingly, and its wings were covered with electrical currents. As he flapped his wings, the electric currents continued to leap towards the ground. In a few short breaths of time, the forest around Wu Yu and the others was levelled. The sun shone directly down on them. There was no escape!
The enormous trees that had shaded them had been completely removed by the purple lightning!
Such power was completely unimaginable to Wu Yu. It went without saying that they were up against a terrifying opponent, probably even more powerful than the Ghost-Faced Ape.
"It's the Thunder Seabird! Isn't the Thunder Seabird a follower of that 1000-year fox demon!?" When the demon appeared, Elder Shentu identified him.
It was indeed the Ninth Spirit's subordinate.
Wu Yu's face changed. This meant that their tracks were exposed, and the situation was bleak.
"Time to go!"
Elder Shentu's only option was to escape.
The Sky Region Forest was enormous, and they could not have been found. That was why Elder Shentu's mind was reeling now. The impossible had actually happened.
Besides, all the young demons along the way had been killed.
Elder Shentu's chosen path was not in a straight line either. Logically, even if the Thunder Seabird knew that they were in the Sky Region Forest, they should not have been discoverable.
"My dear Shentu, and all these honorable personal disciples, where do you think you are going?"
As Elder Shentu was about to lead them onwards, two figures appeared from the woods ahead. One was tall as a huge bear, with the sinister air of a mass murderer. The other was squat and wicked, like a killer in the night. He was clad in tight, black clothing, which accentuated his well-defined figure. They found it hard to look away.
When these two appeared, it seemed like innumerable vengeful spirits had appeared behind them. The entire forest echoed with the wails and howls of ghosts.
"Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts!"
Elder Shentu's face froze. When he identified these two, they were already considered doomed.
Even Lan Shuiyue knew that they were in the gravest peril now.
Above, the Thunder Seabird flew. Before them was the bear of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, who was evenly matched with Elder Shentu, and perhaps even more powerful.
"Back!"
But the moment this thought occurred to them, sounds came from behind them, sealing off their retreat. Turning, they heard the sound of hoofbeats. Before long, a tall, black horse appeared, trailing green flames from its hooves. It looked like it had come from hell. It snorted, its blood-red eyes menacing. It looked like it dearly wanted to trample Wu Yu and the others to death.
This warhorse was clearly a spiritual beast. The flames coming from its feet indicated that it was very strong.
But more frightening was the person on its back. It was a tall, masked man with a long spear on his back. He was dressed in black.
Behind this man sat a youth who was in a fox-fur coat. His uncommon bearing, and the glimpse of a smirk on his face, beguiled girls easily. It was Jiang Junlin.
"Jiang Ding!"
Seeing him, Elder Shentu's hopes seemed to have reached rock bottom. He knew that he was in the greatest danger of his life. The impossible had happened now. It was a solid blow to the head!
His mission had been the most important thing. To safely see away the younglings of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and ensure its future. But now, they had not even began the battle, and they were already surrounded!
Whoosh!
The Thunder Seabird swept down from above, shifting into a bare-chested man with purple hair. His beak-like nose was prominent on his face.
Three powers had surrounded them from three directions, giving Wu Yu and the others no way out.
Pa, pa!
Jiang Junlin and Jiang Ding leapt off the back of the Burning Spectral Horse. Jiang Junlin smiled and clapped, exclaiming, "Ladies and gentlemen of the Heavenly Sword Sect, what a coincidence! I, Jiang Junlin, have come out for a walk. Who would have thought that I would meet you here?
This was nonsense. At this point, Wu Yu and the others naturally knew that their movements and destination had been exposed, which was why they had been caught. The main question was: even Feng Xueya himself could not ascertain their position. How could they have known!?
Looking back, Su Yanli, Mo Shishu, and Lan Shuiyue looked very tense, their faces slightly pale. Even Night Wishes for Snow and Lan Boli were frowning deeply, already holding their immortal treasure longswords in hand.
Their opponents' power was at least twice theirs! Besides Jiang Junlin, the rest were terrifying opponents. Especially Jiang Ding, Shen Erjun, and the Thunder Seabird.
The three of them were terrifying, and probably at the same level as the Five Elders.
It could be said that they were the second strongest group, only falling short of Jiang Xie, Tian Yijun, and the Ninth Spirit.
And for them to appear here...
"How could you know our movements?" Elder Shentu's old eyes gleamed. Even with his hunched back, he still cut an impressive figure.
Jiang Ding laughed coldly, unlimbering his spear and thrusting it into the ground. "All of you are about to die. Forget about these things. Feng Xueya is a joke. To think he would send his own elite disciples away to be hidden and stage a future comeback, but not expect that we would be waiting to kill you all. When we attack the Bipo Mountain Range, we will hang your corpses up. Won't that be grand? Will Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi vomit blood and die on the spot?"
Saying thus, the five of them roared with laughter. Of them, Jiang Junlin laughed the hardest.
His gaze had never left Wu Yu.
"Elder Shentu? Zhang Zhenren is a lie? Master wanted to send us away from the battlefield?" Jiang Ding's words were a heavy blow to Wu Yu. Night Wishes for Snow was looking at Elder Shentu, aghast. The eight disciples waited for Elder Shentu's reply.
Elder Shentu remained silent.
The truth was exposed now. There was no point in continuing the lie.
His lack of response was answer enough.
"How could Master do this!? We grew up in the Bipo Mountain Range, under his benevolence. And now that the sect is in danger, we can't leave!" Su Yanli was distressed. It was not just her. The others could not accept this either.
"Master!" Wu Yu took a deep breath. This truth was like a bloody wound, ghastly to behold. He knew that Feng Xueya had their welfare at heart. But as a disciple, it was difficult to accept. If he had known, Wu Yu would rather have died in battle at the Bipo Mountain Range. After all, it was his second home.
"Seems like you all were kept in the dark? That's funny. Haha..." Jiang Junlin shook with laughter. The more shocked their expressions, the more satisfied he was.
Elder Shentu gritted his teeth. "It's too late for me to say anything now. Remember this, all of you. This old man's life is forfeit. But I will that see you escape this. At the first chance, all of you turn tail and run."
Although he said this, even a three-year-old child knew that their chances of escaping today were microscopic.
The only sore point was how they had been found. It was impossible!
Wu Yu looked at the Thunder Seabird, at Jiang Ding, and lastly towards the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts. Of which, there was one that was loomed above the rest. Although they were separated by a veil, Wu Yu could see his wicked red eyes. This was one of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts. Although he was about as strong as Jiang Ding and the Thunder Seabird, he was the most frightening one.
Wu Yu could see a compass in his hands, made out of a skull.
"It was him that found us!" Wu Yu could determine this.
His guess sparked something in Elder Shentu.
Elder Shentu looked at the compass in Shen Erjun's hands, and had a sudden revelation. "Wu Yu, I heard that you killed their disciple. The Ghostly Cultivators have many tricks. Do you possess any of their marks!?"
Only now did he think of this.
"The Sumeru Pouch!" Wu Yu was taken aback. He pulled out the Sumeru Pouch of the Spectral Concubine, handing it over to Elder Shentu.
He had initially planned to give this Sumeru Pouch to Qing Mang, but then, after the mishap at the Valley of Immortal Fate, he had won another from Jiang Junlin. Because he had deemed it inappropriate to give Qing Mang the Sumeru Pouch of a ghostly cultivator, it had remained with him...
"It must be this! Woe be me! The Sect Leader, Sect-Protector, and I had not thought that the Ghostly Cultivators would have the skill to trace such an object!"
Elder Shentu's spiritual power flared, tearing the Sumeru Pouch apart.
Their biggest suspicion had finally been made clear.
But with things as they were, apportioning blame was useless. Wu Yu had just embarked on the Immortal Dao, and was ignorant of such methods. Besides, this was their oversight.
However, Wu Yu was still plagued by guilt. He roughly knew that it was him who had plunged them all into peril. And now their lives hung by a thread, their chances of survival miniscule.
"Wu Yu, that's right. It was the Spectral Concubine's Sumeru Pouch, which you kept, that allowed us to find you. You doomed them all, and even allowed us to beat the Heavenly Sword Sect. You have made the greatest contribution for our side!" Jiang Junlin's smile faded as he taunted him.
He was deeply satisfied.
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Chapter 0127: Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman
"Wu Yu, you have caused our deaths. Despicable!" Upon hearing Jiang Junlin's explanation, Yi Qingfeng burst into tears while jabbing an accusing finger at Wu Yu, cursing and swearing.
"He's right! All of us are doomed because of you!" Faced with such a dire predicament, even the usually stoic Zhao Changtian was reduced to a frightened, baby chick, trembling uncontrollably and sticking to Elder Shentu's side like glue.
"Shut your mouth!" As soon as the two of them spoke, the rest of the disciples were quick to admonish their cowardice. Lan Shuiyue was no exception. After all, they knew that this situation was out of Wu Yu's control.
Among the commotion, Wu Yu was dealing with extremely conflicting emotions within him. A part of him felt guilty for leading them to this situation, while another part of him was filled with spiteful rage against Jiang Junlin. This man had been a thorn in Wu Yu's side since Capital Wu, and even with the previous two defeats, he had still not given up on revenge!
He could see Jiang Ding, the Thunder Seabird, and both of the Scarlet Sea Ghosts advance menacingly, emanating an ominous air.
Suddenly, Jiang Junlin spoke, "Dear Seniors, I have been defeated twice consecutively by Wu Yu and have a bone to pick with him. I beseech thee to stand down on my account. He must be destroyed by my own hands; how else will I be able to rid the demons plaguing my heart on the path of the Immortal Dao?"
His tone had changed to a considerably more docile and sincere one.
This matter had been discussed with Jiang Ding before, and he had no qualms about it. After all, there was nowhere for the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples to escape to, and they were substantially outmatched. Although Elder Shentu was formidable, he could not take them all on by himself.
Shen Erjun and Qi Yunji had no complaints either, and they smirked at each other as Qi Yunji remarked, "Since this is so, we will leave the burden of avenging the Spectral Concubine to you."
Qi Yunji's tone seemed to hint at something sinister.
"Seniors Shen Erjun and Qi Yunji, leave it to me." Jiang Junlin chuckled as he made his way towards Wu Yu before raising his finger and pointing straight at Wu Yu's nose. He proclaimed arrogantly, "Wu Yu, I will give you a clean, fair chance. Take your shot!"
Wu Yu couldn't believe his ears.
Jiang Junlin had been beaten soundly during the previous two engagements, to the extent that the spiritual source at his Chest Meridian was handicapped.
To date, Wu Yu had rushed to reach the fourth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and his Inner Vajra Buddha was almost at the second tier. His fighting prowess was comparable to someone at the sixth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, yet Jiang Junlin was foolish enough to challenge him to a duel?
"He must have gotten his grubby paws on a dirty method to kill me." Wu Yu was absolutely convinced that there were no free meals to be had on earth, and he knew that Jiang Junlin would never do something so irrational.
"Wu Yu."
Elder Shentu cautioned him quietly.
Wu Yu understood.
Perhaps this was their only way out.
Elder Shentu's idea was to overpower Jiang Junlin and hold him hostage. This way, they would have a bargaining chip.
Ultimately, the rest of the enemies would have no reason to hold back after the conclusion of the duel. The nine from the Heavenly Sword Sect would truly have no hope then.
"Alright!"
No matter what underhanded tricks Jiang Junlin had in store, the only way was forward! Wu Yu naturally chose to fight.
Whether or not Su Yanli blamed him for the Sumeru Pouch incident, Wu Yu still harbored some guilt.
"Everyone, I am truly remorseful for the events today…." Wu Yu glanced back at Su Yanli, Mo Shishu and Lan Shuiyue….
Faced with a life or death situation, both Su Yanli and Lan Shuiyue stared at Wu Yu with tears in their eyes. To them, Wu Yu was faultless. But given Wu Yu's character, he would never cower in times of desperation.
"All of us must live through this!" Su Yanli declared as her tear-stained eyes looked on.
"Death is not an option." Wu Yu gritted his teeth.
The bond that had been forged between the disciples caused him to well up with emotions. Although it was still a relatively fresh bond, the waters ran deep.
"Junior Brother..." The routinely mischievous Mo Shishu's voice wavered as he stared at Wu Yu, unable to express the many sentiments swelling within his chest.
Whoosh!
Wu Yu turned swiftly, his gaze a raging inferno, taking step by resolute step towards Jiang Junlin!
The four spiritual sources within him blazed with spiritual power as he drew upon the yin yang vortex.
Pa, pa!
Immortal Ape Transformation!
His body contorted and enlarged into the shape of a great, golden Immortal Ape, feral and savage. The Inner Vajra Buddha materialized around his body as his yellow fur hardened into bristly needles.
Bang!
The Demon Subduing Staff met the floor with a resounding thud, causing tremors in the ground.
What was once Wu Yu was now a fearsome beast. This caused Jiang Ding, the two Scarlet Sea Ghosts, and the Thunder Seabird to turn their attention to Wu Yu. The Thunder Seabird seemed particularly entranced by this change as his eyes flashed in several mysterious ways.
"Ah!"
Jiang Junlin paled in comparison to the golden warrior standing across him. Although Jiang Junlin had already laid down immortal roots and possessed five spiritual sources, he was nowhere near as imposing as Wu Yu.
"You must defeat and capture him!" This was the only way and the hope that Elder Shentu had pinned on Wu Yu's shoulders. He knew that their lives depended on the outcome of this fight!
However, while the Immortal Ape Transformation greatly enhanced his strength, it also made him very temperamental. The acrimonious rage within him burned with a frenzied intensity!
"Stop dragging your feet, bring it on." Jiang Junlin chortled gaily as he assumed a relaxed stance as if there was no need to prepare.
Bang!
Wu Yu erupted forth like a ray of dazzling light.
Everybody on Elder Shentu's side had their hearts in their throats!
"Wu, this is where you fall, haha!" As Wu Yu raised his Demon Subduing Staff in preparation to execute the Nine Dragons Ascension Column, Jiang Junlin did not draw his immortal treasure nor activate his immortal root.
He probably knew that he was no match for Wu Yu in a frontal confrontation.
Therefore, he grasped an inky scroll in his hand.
On the scroll was an image of a human skull scrawled in fresh blood!
As Jiang Junlin poured his spiritual power into the scroll, two maleficent eyes appeared and the skull came to life. Wu Yu only caught a glimpse before he felt like he was plunged into pitch darkness. Within the darkness, he was surrounded by hundreds of floating specters, every single one of them malicious. They were terrifying things, with pale, expressionless faces and ferocious fangs. Their limbs moved frenetically as they circled closer to Wu Yu, wailing in torment.
"Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman!" Wu Yu could faintly hear Elder Shentu's exclamation from beyond the shadows.
This sounded quite shocking.
From the mixture of surprise, anger and fear that could be heard from Elder Shentu's voice, it could be inferred just how fearsome the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman was. From Wu Yu's perspective, this was not just a fatal technique but one that came from a ghostly cultivator, unequivocally meant to cause unspeakable pain and torment before death claimed him!
Perhaps he would be immobilized but not killed instantly, instead being forced to watch as the vengeful spirits slowly rended the flesh from his bones until there was nothing left!
This was indeed a fate worse than death.
The talisman was so cruel that it would induce goosebumps on whoever heard what it could do.
Shen Erjun and Qi Yunji guffawed victoriously. The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had only a single disciple, and they had placed all their hopes on the Spectral Concubine. Now that Jiang Junlin was exacting revenge using their Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman, it was akin to them avenging the Spectral Concubine's death. It was no wonder that they had agreed to let Wu Yu face Jiang Junlin without interfering.
All of them had absolute faith in the efficacy of the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman. Even Night Wishes for Snow would have met an untimely end if he had faced Jiang Junlin.
"Wu Yu, I will let you experience the most horrible suffering. You couldn't die even if you wanted to! Haha!" Jiang Junlin cackled wildly as he manipulated the scroll.
Wu Yu only had a moment to react.
He was treading the thin line between life and death!
In a split second, he made his decision.
At any rate, he deeply understood how terrifying the talisman was.
Heaving the Demon Subduing Staff with his left hand, his right hand slipped into his sumeru pouch and retrieved the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword.
"Fixed Body Art!"
Whether he lived or died rested solely on the success of the Fixed Body Art.
If it failed, there would be no option but for Wu Yu to meet a grisly end from a hundred ghostly bites.
However, his spiritual power was now only one tier shy from Jiang Junlin's, so the chance that the Fixed Body Art would succeed was rather large!
Luckily, at this crucial point, it did not fail him!
Fixed Body Art, success!
The Great Sage, Heaven's Equal had once again changed Wu Yu's destiny.
Time slowed to a stop as Jiang Junlin was caught mid-laugh. Unfortunately, the duration of the Fixed Body Art would not last long enough for Wu Yu to capture him.
Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike!
The skill was executed nearly synchronously with the Fixed Body Art.
A formless yin yang sword qi surged behind the Fixed Body Art, culminating in the tip of the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword as it sliced through the air. The moment Jiang Junlin froze, the blade greeted his skull and sent it careening from his neck, sailing through the air silently before shattering into fragments.
Pa!
Jiang Junlin's decapitated corpse collapsed to the dirt along with the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman, kicking up a small cloud of dust.
Time seemed to stand still.
All present were stupefied by this development. Within a few short breaths, Jiang Junlin had deployed the inky scroll, trapped Wu Yu, and almost reached the crescendo only to be slain in a single stroke.
He was as dead as a headless man could be.
Not only was Jiang Ding's faction stunned, even Elder Shentu's side was at a loss for words. One moment, Elder Shentu was recoiling from terror at the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman, the next, his view was that of Jiang Junlin's cranium flying unfettered.
At this moment, only Wu Yu knew that there was not a second to lose. He had to move quickly!
The Art of Sword Control and the Flying Sword Art were Instrument Governing Arts, and the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman was, in essence, also an instrument. With a deft hand seal, the unclaimed Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman flew towards Wu Yu, landing straight onto his palm.
"You!"
Jiang Ding's position was the closest to Wu Yu. Upon witnessing Jiang Junlin's death, he raised his long spear and charged at Wu Yu.
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Chapter 0128: The Ninth Spirit is Looking for You
A moment of life or death!
Wu Yu was a decisive person. Jiang Ding had not gone for the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman, but instead gone for Wu Yu. But that had allowed Wu Yu to snatch the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman!
In the instant that Wu Yu grasped the talisman, his spiritual power poured out, activating the Talisman Spirit Design on the charm. Its power was unleashed, bursting forth!
Wu Yu's target was, naturally, Jiang Ding!
Jiang Ding was at the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and he was not considered old. He could very well become a Jindan Dao practitioner in the future. One thrust from his spear could send Wu Yu to the next world.
But just as he was about to kill Wu Yu, a hundred ghosts suddenly rushed forth from the talisman, directed by Wu Yu's will. Instantly, Wu Yu could see nothing but thick, black smoke engulfing Jiang Ding!
The shrill cries of ghosts were extremely chilling. Jiang Ding was howling and screaming. Not even his complete qi condensation could withstand the deadly power of the charm. Wu Yu's decision to kill Jiang Junlin had been a perfect read of the situation!
In truth, he had also been forced to resort to these measures by the extreme danger of the situation.
"Go!
This was a great chance!
Jiang Junlin dead, and Jiang Ding held by the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman. Only the Thunder Seabird and the two Scarlet Sea Ghosts remained.
Wu Yu could only hope that Elder Shentu would capitalize on this rare opportunity!
The chance had arrived too quickly, and was completely different from what Elder Shentu had been formulating against Jiang Junlin. But it was still a chance!
Whoosh!
Fortuitously, Elder Shentu seized the chance. His Demon Fishing Rod spewed multiple fishing lines out and bound Night Wishes for Snow and the other disciples as though he were baiting seven hooks!
Elder Shentu used his Demon Fishing Rod to get a hold of them, and readied himself to break away and escape.
However, he still left one line, which flew towards Wu Yu. Even at this time, he would not leave Wu Yu behind.
Of course, Wu Yu would not pass up on this gift of life. He rushed over with all his might!
The short distance was practically nothing. Normally, he would reach it in a flash, but right now, it seemed like a chasm.
Just as the Demon Fishing Rod was about to wrap around him, Wu Yu felt his body go light. He was actually flying!
And then a bolt of lightning coursed through him, almost cooking him. His entire body went numb, and he was petrified. Only now did he realize that the adult demon Thunder Seabird had grasped him in his claws and flown up with him.
Held by the Thunder Seabird, Elder Shentu could not bring Wu Yu away.
He opened his tired eyes and looked towards Elder Shentu. Su Yanli, Lan Shuiyue, and the others were staring at him, their eyes wide with heartbreak.
"Go! Don't worry about me!
"If you don't go, we'll all die!"
Wu Yu roared with his last vestige of strength.
It was not that he was tired of life. He definitely did not want to die, but even more, he did not want others to die for him. This was the best chance. If Elder Shentu did not seize it, and instead allowed the Thunder Seabird to delay them, then they would all die.
He was not a noble person, but neither did he wish to have to owe others their lives.
As for his own capture, this was his fate. At least he had tried, and also killed Jiang Junlin.
"Go!" Wu Yu's eyes were wild. He roared again to Elder Shentu, his manner wild.
Whoosh!
Ultimately, Elder Shentu decided to leave. This was a rare opportunity, but his old tears fell freely!
"Sect Leader, it is not that this old man fears death! These seven disciples must live on. I can only let Wu Yu go for now! As long as these seven are safe, this old man will definitely return to fight with Wu Yu to the death!"
Elder Shentu took to the skies with an anguished bellow!
His eyes were full of ancient tears.
Seven on one side, and one on the other. But he could not hesitate even a moment when presented this window of opportunity. He could only hold his bitterness and make the agonizing choice.
"Wu Yu..." Su Yanli was grabbed by the fishing line and whisked away at high speed by Elder Shentu. They were battered against the vegetation, which covered them in mud and leaves!
But her eyes were locked on to Wu Yu.
Until the Thunder Seabird gripped Wu Yu and took to the skies, vanishing from her view!
In that instant, her heart was torn asunder.
Just an instant - and then parted forever? She could not bear it. Wu Yu had paid for this opportunity with his life, allowing them to leave.
"Elder Shentu, let me go! I will accompany Wu Yu and fight them to the death!" Lan Shuiyue wailed at the side.
"Quiet! You will only go to your death. He fought hard for this, and you would ruin his efforts by committing suicide?!" Lan Boli admonished her hurriedly.
"As sword cultivators, we cannot abandon him! If Master knew that we had actually left our Junior Brother behind and escaped with our lives, then what dao am I, Night Wishes for Snow, even cultivating! Elder Shentu, release me!" At this moment, Night Wishes for Snow had made his decision.
"You're ignorant and naive! You go to your death!" Lan Boli stared at him angrily.
"Stop quarreling!"
Su Yanli's eyes were red. Her petite frame was trembling as she stared angrily at them.
Time seemed to have stopped, save for the rustle of the passing leaves.
On the side, Yi Qingfeng spoke softly, "That's right. Stop arguing. We are not yet free from danger. Besides, Wu Yu is a tough one. He won't die so easily."
"You go to hell!" Lan Shuiyue spat at him. Yi Qingfeng was confused, unsure what he had said wrong.
Their hearts were in disarray, and they each had their own views. But the one who had decided for them was Elder Shentu. His responsibility was enormous. He would not leave any of them behind.
"We're not free of danger yet!" Lan Boli pointed. They could clearly see a huge shadow nearing on the ground. Behind them was darkness, and ghosts could be vaguely made out. A sinister energy was closing in on them, and the wails of ghosts had yet to cease.
"Two Ghostly Cultivators are in pursuit. And they're leaving a trail for the others..."
Zhao Changtian's face was pale.
Bang, bang, bang!
As they looked back, a flaming horse galloped out of the forest at speed. And the rider was Jiang Ding, whose savagery had reached its limits! Jiang Junlin was dead, and the responsibility was on him. If he still allowed them to escape, then he would not be able to face Jiang Xie.
Pitter patter!
From above, the thunder boomed out. Evidently, the Thunder Seabird was still around, and probably around where Jiang Ding was.
"We're doomed! They're all catching up to us!" Yi Qingfeng trembled. With a loud "waa" he suddenly broke out in tears.
Gloom, fear, and despair swamped them.
There were four of them, while on this side, only Elder Shentu, Night Wishes for Snow, and Lan Boli could barely hold their own against them. But they were not their match.
"We'll be caught..." Zhao Changtian mumbled dispiritedly.
Just as they were panicking, Su Yanli looked up. Through the layered canopy, she could make out Wu Yu in the claws of the Thunder Seabird!
Wu Yu looked weak, but he was definitely not dead. He was resisting the Thunder Seabird's control!
"Junior Brother is not dead!"
Su Yanli's wavering voice did not seem very reassuring. Wu Yu had killed Jiang Junlin. Why would the Thunder Seabird not kill him?
In truth, Wu Yu was stumped by this as well. The Thunder Seabird did not even look at him. He let Wu Yu struggle, intent on his pursuit of Elder Shentu.
"Thunder Seabird! Give Wu Yu to me! He killed Junlin!"
Below, Jiang Ding rode the Burning Spectral Horse, rampaging through the forest like a knight on a battlefield.
But the Thunder Seabird did not heed him.
"Thunder Seabird! I will use Wu Yu to force them to stop!" Jiang Ding roared, shaking the trees and mountains. Even Elder Shentu in front could hear him.
Only then did the Thunder Seabird's sharp eyes look down to regard Jiang Ding. "This is my spoil of war. Why must I give it to you? If you want it, come and get it."
His words were strange, and everyone present could hear him. Elder Shentu also realized that they were but an assembly of three groups, not a united front.
All of them were strong, and a complete alliance was impossible. There would be fights over their own interests.
"You! Thunder Seabird, remember this! Once I take care of things in front, I'll come back to settle the score with you!" Jiang Ding howled in fury. He urged the Burning Spectral Horse on, increasing the speed. He was chasing them as though his life depended on it.
"Whatever you say. As if I'm afraid of you," the Thunder Seabird replied indifferently.
The pursuit continued, and Wu Yu did not struggle anymore.
He wanted to pull out the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword to cut away at the Thunder Seabird's talons, but even that had been taken away from him. He was completely undone now.
This Thunder Seabird was even stronger than the Ghost-Faced Ape. He was also a 1,000-year demon, only he had not condensed his Yaodan. That was why he served the Ninth Spirit.
Wu Yu had just begun his Immortal Dao. How could he hope to compete with a 1,000-year demon? The fact that the enemy had not killed him was already a blessing.
But why had he not killed him? He was but a minor character. Why would the Thunder Seabird set himself against Jiang Ding's anger?
Wu Yu's mind was in a mess.
All of this had happened too suddenly.
The Thunder Seabird suddenly addressed Wu Yu. "Wu Yu, you are the one that our Ninth Spirit seeks. Don't worry. I won't kill you or hurt you. But you had best behave yourself. Or I won't go easy on you."
"The one that the Ninth Spirit seeks?" This thoroughly threw Wu Yu off.
But this seemed to confirm that he was temporarily in no mortal danger.
"What does she want with me!?"
She was a 1,000-year fox demon with a Yaodan, and she had never met him before. What would she want with him? This was indeed puzzling.
"Shut your mouth," the Thunder Seabird said, sending another wave of electricity his way. It zapped Wu Yu, and he did not even have the energy to speak.
"Since she is seeking me, then I should be important to her. We're all friends, so can you let my senior brothers and sisters..." Even through the pain, Wu Yu had to plead with the Thunder Seabird. He could see clearly from above that Elder Shentu and the others would be caught.
"No can do. My mission is to deal with them. Even if they don't die here, they'll be held captive."
Captive!
Once they were held, things would be even worse. Jiang Xie would definitely use them to force Feng Xueya's surrender, and then slaughter them all!
"What can I do..."
The danger to the Heavenly Sword Sect was all his fault.
Wu Yu was deeply consumed by his self-blame.
This entire harrowing affair was a nightmare.
He could clearly see the eyes of his senior brothers and sisters below. They were frustrated and angry at their own helplessness.
Life and death was completely out of his hands.
"I..."
Wu Yu thought desperately for a solution.
Suddenly, he realized that his Immortal Kingdom Supervisory Order had not yet been returned to Feng Xueya.
Perhaps everyone had forgotten about it.
After all, who would even care about the mortal kingdom now?
But Feng Xueya had left a Spirit Design on it before. If the Immortal Kingdom Supervisory Order was torn, Feng Xueya would know...
...
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Chapter 0129: The Will of the Sword
Immortal Kingdom Supervisory Order.
Only at this life and death moment did Wu Yu recall it.
Back then, Feng Xueya had spent many a day drawing a design on it. He had been worried that Wu Yu would be killed in Capital Wu.
After that, Wu Yu had returned safely, and perhaps they had all forgotten about it.
But now, Wu Yu remembered it!
Although it was not the ultimate savior, it was a glimmer of hope in this bleak situation.
While the Thunder Seabird was bickering with Jiang Ding, he stealthily retrieved the Immortal Kingdom Supervisory Order from his Sumeru Pouch.
Given his strength, he easily crumbled the Immortal Kingdom Supervisory Order.
The entire process did not raise a stir.
After all, this chase had raised a huge commotion. Who would notice such things?
"Master, I pray you understand my meaning."
After the deed was done, all that remained was to wait.
"The Ninth Spirit protects me. For now, I'm in no mortal danger. Rather, it is Elder Shentu and the others who must hold on."
This was a nightmarish chase!
Many paths in the vast Sky Region Forest had been laid bare. They had opened a new path, toppling trees in their wake.
Elder Shentu's spiritual power was profound, and he kept his head firmly focused on escaping. Although there were three powers chasing them, he could hold them at bay for a while.
This was a contest of stamina!
It tested their willpower, spiritual power, and also their Qi Condensation Spiritual Arts!
If Wu Yu was on their level, the Great Way of Immortality Art meant that he would have been faster.
"Shentu, old boy, leave some energy to fight us! If you maintain that speed, then all you can do is run all day. After a day, we won't even need to attack, and you'll fall dead by the side of the road. Or are you still thinking that you can return to the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
Jiang Ding spurred the Burning Spectral Horse on. For a while, he did not even expend any power.
Meanwhile, the Thunder Seabird glided through the skies, a more relaxed mode of travel.
The two ghostly cultivators seemed rather at ease as well.
"Esteemed Shentu, don't waste time. How about talking it out straightforward-like?" From around them, ghostly sounds carried towards them.
Their words gave the disciples a lot of pressure.
They all understood that their hopes of getting out alive today were miniscule!
Their faces were pale. They looked at each other and could only smile bitterly.
"Don't be afraid. I won't let you die," Elder Shentu called out tersely.
This old man, shouldering the Demon Fishing Rod that tethered them, seemed to fly across the ground.
He was still holding on!
Hu, hu, hu!
He was tearing the Sky Region Forest apart!
"Keke, you sword cultivators love these kinds of meaningless endurance tests." Jiang Ding's Burning Spectral Horse did not slow down at all. It was an immortal beast with an extremely valuable bloodline.
It was the most precious spiritual beast in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect.
"The three girls are such comely beauties. Before we return, I'll have to * them." In the dark, the malicious voice of Shen Erjun echoed all around them.
His words caused the atmosphere to become even more tense. Everyone knew the conduct of ghostly cultivators. If the girls fell to him, then they would beg for death! The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had killed countless people throughout their lives.
"Sister!" Lan Shuiyue looked at the Lan Boli, the older sister she had depended on since young. Her face was ashen.
"No fear." Lan Boli took a deep breath.
"If it is hopeless, I will commit suicide with you," Lan Boli added.
She had been around the world, and knew what the ghostly cultivators would do. Taking their own lives was the best choice.
Wu Yu listened to all this.
Out of all of them, he cared about Su Yanli the most.
Faced with Shen Erjun's threat, she was also a target. But she did not reveal much on her face, only looking more frequently at Wu Yu. She must have come to some decision.
"Senior Sister..."
Wu Yu could not imagine that outcome.
He closed his eyes, and time meandered in agonizing fashion.
Two hours, four hours...
No matter how fear-inducing and threatening Jiang Ding was, Elder Shentu still kept ahead with frightening tenacity.
Wu Yu was very grateful that he could!
If Feng Xueya understood his meaning, then he would come charging in at any moment.
And once Feng Xueya arrived, the tables would be turned!
"Master, you must come..."
Wu Yu closed his eyes and hoped.
Elder Shentu's tenacity was truly fearsome. More than half the day had passed, and still he held on. But after such an extended period, Jiang Ding and the second Scarlet Sea Ghost were not far from them.
The Thunder Seabird did not seem all that enthusiastic, and had not opened up to his maximum speed.
Otherwise, Elder Shentu would have long been caught.
But at this time, Elder Shentu's face was completely drained of color. He was at an advanced age, and was almost at his limit.
"Elder, let's stop and make a stand." Night Wishes for Snow was still the most calm amongst them.
"If we continue running, you will completely lose your fighting power." Lan Boli also readied herself.
They looked towards Elder Shentu.
Just at this moment, Elder Shentu roared to the skies! His voice was huge and majestic, and incomparably keen. It traveled on and on, and even Wu Yu was deafened by it.
And Lan Shuiyue and the others had almost gone deaf as well.
"You think to call the Bipo Mountain Range for aid? Can your voice travel to the Bipo Mountain Range? Don't kid." Jiang Ding laughed coldly as he came ever closer.
After the roar, Elder Shentu seemed to have reached his limit. He suddenly halted the chase, turning around and throwing the personal disciples behind himself.
Of them, Lan Boli and Night Wishes for Snow had drawn swords and stepped up beside him. They were both at the eighth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and were still able to fight.
As for Mo Shishu and the others, they were much like Wu Yu. Against these opponents, they would be slaughtered in a single blow.
"Finally out of steam?" Jiang Ding reined in the Burning Spectral Horse, stopping before Elder Shentu, spraying dust and smoke.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Shen Erjun and Qi Yunji were still cloaked, appearing before Elder Shentu.
As for the Thunder Seabird, he was already circling above.
A hopeless situation!
Elder Shentu drew himself up and faced Shen Erjun and Jiang Ding, declaring, "This old man will take you both on. Come if you have the balls!"
He was courageous, rushing forward to challenge both Jiang Ding and Shen Erjun.
To Jiang Ding's side, it was Elder Shentu who was the trickiest to deal with. And so they exchanged cold, cynical smiles and waited for him to come.
"Sister Qi, Thunder Seabird, watch them carefully. Don't let my three little girls take their own lives."
"No problem. Second Brother, you go say hi to that old man who won't die." Qi Yunji tinkled. Her aura was hellish, and she walked towards Lan Boli.
"I'll destroy her!" Lan Boli sniffed coldly. Drawing her longsword of blue glass, she stood in Qi Yunji's way.
"Of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, Qi Yunji, you are the last. You are also at the eighth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. If not for Shen Erjun's aid, could you even chase us this far?" Qi Yunji was the only one among the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts who was at the 8th Tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. And facing Lan Boli, they were considered an equal match.
But their most terrifying opponent was actually the Thunder Seabird.
The only one who could face the Thunder Seabird and perhaps live was Night Wishes for Snow.
"You all, run!"
Night Wishes for Snow understood Elder Shentu's meaning.
If they could not all escape, then they would protect the youngest - Su Yanli and the other four.
"Disperse!"
Su Yanli and the others complied.
Instantly, Yi Qingfeng and Zhao Changtian left, running away from the battle.
Su Yanli, Lan Shuiyue, and Mo Shishu did not leave. They hesitated, unable to bring themselves to run away.
Just at this moment, two thick lightning bolts fell from the sky, striking Zhao Changtian and Yi Qingfeng.
RUMBLE!
The two were instantly turned to dust, blasted into craters in the ground.
Zhao Changtian and Yi Qingfeng were struck dead in a flash!
"Mmmggh..." Lan Shuiyue was so frightened that she burrowed in between Su Yanli and the others.
If they had rushed out in that instant, then they would already have been reduced to ashes.
It was completely impossible for the younger ones to escape individually.
The Thunder Seabird was no virgin to murder.
At this moment, Lan Boli and Qi Yunji begun to fight!
On the other side, Elder Shentu was fighting the two at the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm alone, in a battle of epic proportions. He had pulled out a slender sword from within the Demon Fishing Rod. His sword qi raged fiercely as he fought both ghostly cultivators and Jiang Ding by himself!
But even Wu Yu could see that his fury was short-lived. He could not hold out for very long.
"Thunder Seabird, don't kill them! Or one day I will crush you! I will reduce your corpse to dust!" Wu Yu had watched Zhao Changtian and Yi Qingfeng die, and he immediately panicked.
If that lightning had landed on Su Yanli's head, she too would have been dust!
"I'm quaking with fear. Say that again when that day comes."
At this moment, Night Wishes for Snow's sword qi was flashing out. He stepped on a tree branch and flew into the sky. His overwhelming sword qi formed a lattice of swords that flashed out!
"Roiling Storm of Swords!"
His single attack changed the weather.
"Hmph!"
The Thunder Seabird flapped a wing, causing lightning to crackle down. He easily dispersed the sword lattice, which exploded on Night Wishes for Snow.
Pa!
Night Wishes for Snow was completely charred, and he fell to the floor.
"First Senior Brother!"
But amidst their frightened cries, Night Wishes for Snow crawled up again, his gaze resolute. Even if his entire body was charred by lightning, he would still charge on!
His will was indomitable.
"Demon! Today you are strong, but there will be a day when we sword cultivators will tear you into a thousand pieces!"
Shua!
The light of a thousand swords filled the skies!
"Senior Brother..."
Wu Yu had just gotten to know him, and now he was completely cowed by the strength of his will. No wonder they all said that he resembled Feng Xueya the most. In him, Wu Yu saw the righteousness and determination of a sword saint!
The sword, straight as a ruler! Righteous fury! Onward!
Sword cultivators slayed demons and delivered justice!
In this instant, it was demonstrated clearly through the likes of Feng Xueya and Night Wishes for Snow.
And Elder Shentu, uncowed and unyielding, fighting till the very last!
"Sword!"
Wu Yu fell in love with this way of dao.
Of course, the way of the staff was in his very bones and he loved it equally.
The sword: a symbol of justice and protection.
The staff: an emblem of violence and offensive might!
The two complemented and completed each other!
In this instant, both Night Wishes for Snow and Elder Shentu were about to die!
All hope was lost.
Only Wu Yu, in the sky, could see a bolt of golden sword light hurtling towards them, originating from the Bipo Mountain Range!
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Chapter 0130: Executing Jiang Ding
That bolt of golden light brought Wu Yu back from the brink of despair.
"It must be the Immortal Kingdom Supervisory Order that alerted him. And although Elder Shentu's roar just now could not reach the Bipo Mountain Range, if Master was nearby, he could home in on this location!"
It had to be Feng Xueya alone.
Lan Huayi would definitely have to stay at the Bipo Mountain Range to defend against a bait strategy.
But even Feng Xueya alone could take on three people at the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm without trouble.
"Eh?" The Thunder Seabird was just preparing to eliminate Night Wishes for Snow, who had not stopped challenging him.
He was still above the Sky Region Forest, and very alert for changes outside. And he had noticed Feng Xueya's golden light soon after Wu Yu.
"A powerful Jindan opponent - Feng Xueya!"
The Thunder Seabird left without ado, giving up the attack on Night Wishes for Snow. He flapped his huge wings and let out thousands of bolts of lightning before taking off.
Pitter patter!
By the time Feng Xueya arrived, the Thunder Seabird had already escaped tens of kilometers away, if not more.
Wu Yu could only watch as he was carried even further away from Feng Xueya.
He could not help but give a bitter laugh.
It seemed like he had used the Immortal Kingdom Supervisory Order to save everyone, but the Thunder Seabird had been too quick, so he had not been rescued.
And being so far away, Feng Xueya would definitely go to save the rest, and he would not see the tiny speck that was Wu Yu in the distance.
As Wu Yu had guessed, Feng Xueya had indeed not seen him.
"The Thunder Seabird has left!" They were on the verge of killing Elder Shentu when Shen Erjun suddenly noticed that the Thunder Seabird had vanished. He paused, suddenly smelling a rat.
"Seventh Sister."
Shen Erjun looked like all brawn and no brain, but he was a canny one. He halted, actually giving up on his opponent. He rushed towards Qi Yunji, who had also drawn away from her opponent, rushing towards him. The two collided into each other, shifting into black fog that sped away in the opposite direction. They vanished quickly into the Sky Region Forest.
They were ghostly cultivators, and therefore very sensitive to the aura of powerful orthodox cultivators. They had vaguely sensed a terrifying presence approaching from the Heavenly Sword Sect!
And it was Jiang Ding who was left absolutely confused.
"Thunder Seabird, Shen Erjun, you guys!" His face was shocked. At this moment, his instinct told him that he should run. But with Jiang Junlin dead, he could not return to face Jiang Xie empty-handed. He would not be content!
Just a moment of hesitation!
Huo!
A bolt of golden light shred through the tree branches and appeared before him. Jiang Ding saw that it was Feng Xueya, bathed in golden light!
Feng Xueya's expression was cold. His sword qi poured out!
"Run!"
No matter how discontent Jiang Ding was, he forgot all of it the moment he saw Feng Xueya, and turned to run for his life.
"Thinking of leaving?"
Feng Xueya chased after him in an instant. The entire patch of forest shook. The golden sword qi was devastating. The forest was completely leveled in a radius of one mile!
"Respected Master!"
"Sect Leader!"
Seeing Feng Xueya appear, the doomed disciples finally saw hope. They hugged each other, hot tears of relief flowing.
They had been on the verge of death, and then were pulled back by Feng Xueya.
This was a huge coincidence.
Even Elder Shentu had not expected Feng Xueya to appear. He had simply been making his last stand!
Bang, bang, bang!
Ahead, the forest continued to wring, the golden sword qi still hounding its opponent.
And then it suddenly stopped.
Pa!
A figure fell to the floor. It was Jiang Ding, beaten silly by the immortal treasure. He was bleeding all over. On closer look, one could see that Feng Xueya had cut off both his hands and legs.
And he rolled on the floor, shaking. His face was white as a sheet, but he was unable to move.
Feng Xueya's face was grim. He moved forward to inspect them. Night Wishes for Snow was injured, and the rest in better condition. But he realized that there were three missing. Wu Yu, Zhao Changtian, and Yi Qingfeng.
Only now could Su Yanli manage to speak.
"Master, Wu Yu has been carried away by the Thunder Seabird!"
"What?!"
Of the missing three, Feng Xueya naturally cared about Wu Yu the most. By this time, Elder Shentu had recovered a little, and Feng Xueya flew into the air without another word. He cast his gaze about. But in the time that he had been attacking Jiang Ding, the Thunder Seabird had already vanished to gods knew where.
All around, there was no trace of the Thunder Seabird at all.
Ghostly Cultivation specialized in concealment. Within the Sky Region Forest, it was impossibly difficult to find them.
Feng Xueya's expression was ugly. He chased in the direction of the Thunder Seabird's retreat for an hour, but found nothing. Evidently, the enemy had veered off course some time before.
The other disciples were still by Elder Shentu's side, and Feng Xueya was worried that some enemy still lingered in the area, so he could only turn back.
Seeing Feng Xueya return empty-handed, they knew the outcome.
"Sect Leader!" Elder Shentu fell to his knees, his eyes anguished. "I did not protect them well. It was all my fault!"
Feng Xueya took a deep breath. The fire in his eyes was raging hotly. Of course, this was not directed against them, but at their enemies.
"What happened?"
He helped Elder Shentu up.
In truth, the fact that Elder Shentu had achieved so much under such dangerous circumstances was already an admirable feat.
At least he had saved five disciples.
Mo Shishu was the first to calm down. He recounted the story of Wu Yu's Sumeru Pouch, and Feng Xueya understood what had transpired.
"Master, how did you know we were in danger?" Mo Shishu asked.
Feng Xueya was silent for a moment, before he finally said, "Wu Yu crumbled the Immortal Kingdom Supervisory Order that I once gave him."
Only then did they realize that although Wu Yu had been captured, he had actually saved them all.
"Zhao Changtian and Yi Qingfeng were killed by the Thunder Seabird. And Wu Yu was captured?" Feng Xueya asked, his face green.
Su Yanli's eyes were brimming. She clutched at Feng Xueya's arm waveringly, saying: "I... Go and save Wu Yu... We are alright now, they won't dare to come."
This shock had caused her to become unfocused.
Feng Xueya shook his head irritably. "The Thunder Seabird's speed is no less than my own. And with a head start, catching up is impossible. But against you all, he did not use all his powers. Clearly, this mission was not his primary goal."
Feng Xueya understood the Thunder Seabird much better than Jiang Ding and the others did.
This was suspicious.
Elder Shentu said, "Yes, Wu Yu killed Jiang Junlin, but he would not kill Wu Yu, instead capturing him. When Jiang Ding demanded him, still he would not give Wu Yu up. And yet he killed Zhao Changtian and Yi Qingfeng without hesitation. This means that Wu Yu must be of great value, and that they will not kill Wu Yu."
All of this made a lot of sense.
Hearing this, Su Yanli calmed down a little.
Feng Xueya looked at his young disciples. After this harrowing struggle, they were a little disturbed.
He put his sword on Jiang Ding's neck. "Tell me. The Thunder Seabird captured Wu Yu. Why?"
Jiang Ding barked an angry sneer. "All of you are dead. I can't be bothered to reply."
From the side, Su Yanli said coldly, "Master, on the chase, he argued with the Thunder Seabird, but the Thunder Seabird would not give Wu Yu to him. Clearly, he does not know the reason. The Thunder Seabird must have played his cards close to his chest."
Feng Xueya frowned and considered this. "Wu Yu is of no use to the Thunder Seabird. It must be some plan of the Ninth Spirit, and no good news..."
"Master, what should we do..."
Feng Xueya looked at Jiang Ding and said, "To Jiang Xie, this Jiang Ding is very useful. I will immediately send a message to let Jiang Xie know that Jiang Ding is in my hands. Even without speaking of an exchange, he should know that he cannot touch Wu Yu if he wants to protect his younger brother's life. Otherwise..."
Otherwise, his life would be forfeit.
That was all that could be done.
Wu Yu was as dear to Feng Xueya as Jiang Ding was to Jiang Xie. But Jiang Ding was at the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and a powerful person in battle.
All in all, the Heavenly Sword Sect had taken down a strong general, and it was still their victory.
As for Zhao Changtian and Yi Qingfeng, that was fate and could not be helped.
Feng Xueya looked in the direction of the Thunder Seabird's escape and could not help heaving another sigh.
"From the start, you were besieged by nothing but trouble. I hope you can survive this too. Pressure can forge steel, and I hope you emerge stronger."
Capital Wu, Valley of Immortal Fate, Sky Region Forest!
He had even survived the Valley of Immortal Fate, testament to Wu Yu's godly luck.
...
Zhongyuan Dao Sect, Lower Yuan Peak.
On the mountain, Jiang Xie and Tian Yijun were currently locked in a match.
Both had subordinates and brothers watching the chess game silently.
The wind blew cold.
Suddenly, Tian Yijun gave an embarrassed laugh. "Sect Leader Jiang is truly superior. It is my loss."
"It is but a single game. Tian Yijun's talent is exceptional. In a few more games, I will probably be humbled." Jiang Xie stroked his long beard, smiling.
"Jiu Er, how about a game?" Jiang Xie looked towards the palanquin within the horde of demons. Until now, Ninth Spirit had yet to show her true face.
Legend had it that the Ninth Spirit was the ultimate femme fatale of femme fatales. She could not freely show her face, or mortals and ordinary cultivators would be incensed to battle over her looks.
Her voice alone was almost unbearable.
"Jiu Er is not good at chess. My thanks to Brother Jiang..." The soft voice that came from the palanquin was mesmerizing, as though one was drowning in the bosom of a beautiful woman.
That endearing term in the form of "Brother Jiang" had even melted Jiang Xie's old heart.
"The charms of a fox demon are indeed sinful. No wonder so many are willing to exchange their lives for a single night."
But it was also ill-mannered for the Ninth Spirit to not show her face.
After all, the three were allied and equal.
At least, that was the agreement before profits were divided.
They had already discussed this.
The Zhongyuan Dao Sect would take the Bipo Mountain Range, and nothing else.
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts wanted half of the immortal treasures, immortal essences, and other such miscellaneous items, and all the sword dao techniques.
The Ninth Spirit wanted the other half of the immortal treasures and immortal essences, and all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect as captives, whether dead or alive.
They had each divided up according to their needs. It was perfect.
Jiang Xie seemed like he wanted nothing. But in truth, the dense spiritual qi in the Bipo Mountain Range was the real treasure.
"Once they capture those disciples, we will almost be ready to commence our attack," Jiang Xie said.
"Yes."
They were playing chess to kill time while waiting for Jiang Ding and the others to return.
In truth, all three forces had already been marshaled and were ready.
The moment they had hostages or corpses, they would proceed.
Just at this moment, the Thunder Seabird's visage appeared in the sky, and they all smiled.
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Chapter 0131: Stone Tablet from the Sky
"The Thunder Seabird is truly a speedy one."
Amongst demons, all the bird-types could fly without being at the Yaodan realm..
And they could even fight in the air.
This was one clear advantage they had over martial cultivators.
As for the other demons, if they wanted to fly, they would have to use other methods. Some, even after reaching Yaodan, still could not achieve flight.
Tian Yijun and Jiang Xie both stood up. All three factions waited to receive the Thunder Seabird's return.
Whoosh!
Thunder Seabird flew at great speed. Before long, he was above Lower Yuan Peak with Wu Yu. He assumed his human form, and plummeted to the ground with Wu Yu. He slammed into the ground, shaking the area.
Of course, the Thunder Seabird had descended closer to the palanquin, and further from Jiang Xie and the others.
Jiang Xie and the others smiled upon seeing Wu Yu. "That's the disciple called Wu Yu. The mortal enemy of my son. I hear that Feng Xueya values him highly."
Tian Yijun's gaze was wintry, and it seemed like countless ghosts were crawling all over Wu Yu. "This is the person that killed little Spectral Concubine?"
According to his principles, Wu Yu could not be held captive. He had to be destroyed.
They had originally thought that Jiang Ding and the others would follow behind the Thunder Seabird. But as they spoke, the others did not know where they were. Jiang Xie finally asked, "Where are Jiang Ding and the others?"
At this moment, the Thunder Seabird was conversing seriously with the person in the palanquin.
He turned back and addressed Jiang Xie, "Among them, only Elder Shentu could put up a fight. We chased him for half a day, and were about to finish them all off, when Feng Xueya suddenly appeared. The three of us together were not his match, and so we split up. I was the first to return."
"What!?"
They were aghast!
They had not thought that their mission would fail.
"How many were they at the start? Was it eight disciples, and that Elder Shentu?" Jiang Xie asked in disbelief.
"That's right."
Tian Yijun's voice was menacing. He spat, "The five of you, with three at the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. And you can't even deal with one Elder Shentu? You had to wait half a day for Feng Xueya to come?"
None of them could believe it.
This was a complete outclass - how could the opponent have eluded them for half a day?
The Thunder Seabird gave a cold laugh. "That's none of my concern. If you have to blame somebody, it should be your son to look to, Sect Leader Jiang."
Jiang Xie's face changed. "What do you mean?"
The Thunder Seabird spoke of Jiang Junlin's challenge to Wu Yu. "A pity that even with the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman, your son was not Wu Yu's match. He was not only slaughtered on the spot, but the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman fell into his hands, and was used on Jiang Ding. And with that, Elder Shentu seized the chance, using his immortal treasure to snag the disciples and make his escape. I caught Wu Yu, but that Elder Shentu is not weak either. Because Jiang Ding was handicapped, the worms found a way to break out of our encirclement. It was truly difficult to pursue them."
They roughly got the picture now.
They had surrounded them proper. And the only reason why Elder Shentu had been able to break through was all because Wu Yu had killed Jiang Junlin and used the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman to restrain Jiang Ding.
"Jiang Junlin died on the spot?" This was something that the Zhongyuan Dao Sect could not bear.
Let alone Jiang Xie.
His eyes widened like circles.
He looked at Wu Yu in complete disbelief.
In this matter, Tian Yijun had a share of the blame as well. After all, the Hundred Ghost Devouring Talisman had come from them.
But the most laughable one was Jiang Junlin's conceit and stupidity.
His rash challenge had not only gotten himself killed, but had also given Elder Shentu and the others a chance to escape.
Instantly, the place was deathly silent.
"Seems like I have to thank Jiang Junlin. He really had nothing but water for brains. He still came to challenge me after losing twice. I wonder which pig it was that gave birth to him."
Through this silence, Wu Yu, in the Thunder Seabird's grasp, suddenly spoke in a cruel manner.
He looked hard at Jiang Xie without the slightest shred of fear. Given anyone else of his age, they would have been undone by their fear when faced with three enemies of such might.
The Ninth Spirit, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, and Jiang Xie were all present.
"Shut up!" From the Zhongyuan Dao Sect's side, an outburst of anger was heard.
Jiang Xie's focus was completely on Wu Yu. Suddenly, he laughed long and cruelly.
Reading the situation, the Thunder Seabird immediately plugged Wu Yu's mouth, and said to Jiang Xie, "Sect Master Jiang, although he killed your son, I have to say that this person is extremely important to my master, Ninth Spirit. He is what I took from the battle, and also belongs to the Ninth Spirit. I cannot give him to you."
This was a surprise to many.
"Important?" Jiang Xie gave a spluttering laugh.
It seemed like all the world's bad news had come knocking on his door.
Just as he was about to start an argument, Shen Erjun and Qi Yunji finally showed up. Their faces were ugly, and they congregated at Tian Yijun's side.
"Where's Jiang Ding?" Jiang Xie's eyes were wide. He had an uneasy feeling about it.
Shen Erjun said, "The moment Feng Xueya arrived, I warned him. In order to escape, we parted three ways. But I could see that he was a tad slow, and Feng Xueya was catching up to him. It's possible that he will not return."
"Keke..." Jiang Xie chuckled.
He naturally understood that the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts and the demons were not his people. They seemed to be in an alliance, but their relationship was not as good as one might expect. For example, when Feng Xueya made an appearance, and things looked bleak, they would not only not band together, but even redirect the danger to Jiang Ding.
The Thunder Seabird had discovered Feng Xueya first, but had not called a warning.
It was highly likely that if Feng Xueya had only chased Jiang Ding, Jiang Ding would not return.
And Jiang Xie's chuckle chilled their marrows.
After a while more, Jiang Ding still had not returned. They were more or less sure that he was in trouble now.
The matter seemed settled, and was important enough to crush the Heavenly Sword Sect. But now it was completely turned around.
Jiang Xie had lost his son, and even his younger brother had been captured. The Zhongyuan Dao Sect had taken a huge blow today.
Finally, he turned again to regard Wu Yu.
"Jiu Er, this Wu Yu has killed my son. You must give him to me."
Tian Yijun was still on good terms with him. He spoke up as well. "This person has killed the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts' disciple as well. He cannot be let off."
This was a more important matter for Jiang Xie. He needed Wu Yu to exchange for Jiang Ding.
Faced with both threats, the Thunder Seabird stood unmoving.
The Ninth Spirit's voice came from the palanquin, neither angry nor resentful. "That will not do. He is the person who finally appeared after I waited for centuries. I cannot let you harm him, or hand him over to Feng Xueya."
Her voice was warm, but brooked no objection. There was no room for discussion.
"Ninth Spirit, the three of us are in alliance. Show your sincerity. This Wu Yu is our common enemy. He killed my son. Give him to me!" Jiang Xie was angry now.
His face was already turning grim.
After so many years, he had never been laid so low before.
Unexpectedly, the Ninth Spirit's voice came back. "That's a pity. If that's the case, then I'll withdraw. You two go ahead and attack the Heavenly Sword Sect."
These words caused Jiang Xie to panic.
He naturally understood that they could not attack the Bipo Mountain Range without the Ninth Spirit and her demon horde. In addition to the loss of Jiang Ding, their chances of victory had plummeted from 80% to 30%.
Jiang Xie considered this carefully, weighing the importance of the Ninth Spirit's alliance.
They were three. Short of any one, they could not take the Heavenly Sword Sect.
The Ninth Spirit was not joking either. Her order was immediately heeded by the demon horde, who postured to leave.
She only wanted Wu Yu.
In this exchange, even Wu Yu himself was open-mouthed in surprise. He was extremely curious. What purpose exactly did he have, that the Ninth Spirit would value him so highly?
At this moment, he wished that the Ninth Spirit would just leave. Although he might never be able to return to the Heavenly Sword Sect, at least the sect's crisis would be averted.
Of course, Jiang Xie had plotted for so long. He would not simply give up on the Bipo Mountain Range for his son's revenge.
In his bones, he was a cold and distant person.
That was why he could not give it up.
He finally lowered his head. "Forget it. Ninth Spirit, you can keep him with you for now."
This matter need not be fought over immediately. Wu Yu was not the key here. Even if he killed him on the spot, it would only bring a fleeting moment of pleasure. Exterminating the Heavenly Sword Sect was the truly great work.
"Jiu Er thanks Brother Jiang for his forbearance." From the palanquin, tinkling laughter came, much like a child's.
"That voice is beautiful..."
Wu Yu was right beside the palanquin.
He had seen a fox demon before, but that Qian Er was nothing compared to the Ninth Spirit. He had never seen the Ninth Spirit before, but her voice alone made it difficult for him to focus. His mind jolted, riding high in the clouds. He felt like his heart was melting.
"Fox demon, the power of charms..."
What on earth did the Ninth Spirit want with him?
Wu Yu felt like it could be nothing good.
"Jiang Xie."
Wu Yu suddenly raised his head. He faced the engineer of the entire affair.
"You all are doomed to waste in this battle! You are of the orthodox path, but you cavort with ghostly cultivators and demons, and harm humans. Heaven itself will strike you down with lightning!" Wu Yu's gaze was disdainful.
"It does not concern you. Don't think you are safe just because you are in the Ninth Spirit's hands. That's a nice daydream." Jiang Xie snickered.
At this time, a huge Heavenly Cloud Roc flew above them. It carried a huge stone tablet, which suddenly dropped, landing before Jiang Xie.
On it were huge words, carved out by a sword.
"Jiang Ding lives or dies by my hand!"
This was the will of the sword, Feng Xueya's will!
He need not say much. These eight words could already make Jiang Xie feel the pressure. He had to ware the consequences, if he cared about Jiang Ding's life at all.
"Hmph!"
Jiang Xie harrumphed. The stone tablet shattered. He turned back and shouted, "Disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, hear my command! The Heavenly Sword Sect dares to threaten our elder Jiang Ding, and challenge us! We will gather, and quest the Bipo Mountain Range for justice!"
It was the moment that Tian Yijun had finally been waiting for. He spoke up. "We will also lend Sect Leader Jiang our strength."
While they were shouting back and forth, Wu Yu had already been sent into the palanquin.
Ever since the palanquin had been made, no one else had ever been inside before.
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Chapter 0132: Ninth Spirit's Hear
When he stepped into the palanquin, it was as though he had stepped into a completely different world from the bickering outside.
It was completely silent within the palanquin.
By the time Wu Yu had gotten hold of himself, the door behind him had already closed. He reckoned that he would be unable to open it. And even if he did, there was a forest of strong enemies outside, and he would not get far.
"This 1000-year fox demon. What the hell is she up to?" This was the biggest question on Wu Yu's mind.
"Perhaps if I find this out, and ascertain my importance to the Ninth Spirit, then I might be able to change the situation." He had clearly seen for himself the importance of the Ninth Spirit to Jiang Xie.
It had even made Jiang Xie set aside his son's revenge for the moment.
And now, inside the palanquin, he looked out to see that it was like a palace on the inside. The space was much bigger than it appeared from the outside.
"There must be some kind of Spirit Design similar to the 'na' word Spirit Design."
The palace was warm, and pink cloth fluttered everywhere. The ground was covered in a layer of goose down, and jewels and stained glass arrayed the walls. The warm flicker of light from the ceiling was charming and soothed one's soul.
Wu Yu trod on the down-covered floor, heading deeper in. Who knew how deep this went? The moment Wu Yu's foot landed, he almost sunk in.
It was extremely cold and harsh outside, but this was a warm and comforting place. It was as though there was a brazier burning, but although there was warmth, no fire was lit here.
Heading deeper, he could make out a room in the center of the palanquin. The room was slightly more brightly lit, and he could make out the wavering silhouette of somebody inside.
There seemed to be even more white mist as he approached, clouding Wu Yu's vision. The world seemed to be a dream.
His world had narrowed down to the silhouette on the paper window.
"Wu Yu, I've finally found you."
Suddenly, a voice was in his ear, giving Wu Yu a start. The thoroughly bewitching voice flowed through his body like water. He could not help but become aroused, his body on fire.
The door was half-closed, inviting Wu Yu to push it open.
Wu Yu stared at the door. He eagerly moved forward, pushing it open. A cloying perfume assailed his nostrils. The room was full of immortal mist, and the pink light colored it rosily. A huge, round bed took up more than half the space in the room. It was soft and warm, like the embrace of a beautiful woman. It captured his gaze.
Wu Yu seemed to be floating. He did not know why he had come here, and had completely forgotten all that had happened before. It seemed like he was destined to come here. Seeing all this filled him with a warm, fuzzy feeling.
Suddenly, there was a soft body hugging him. In that instant, Wu Yu's body shook. The body was like a vortex, sucking him in helplessly. In that instant, his eyes turned red.
He turned back, grabbing the person by the arms. He lowered his head to find a face of indescribable beauty. Her eyes, nose, lips, and even her teeth were completely perfect.
Her long tresses cascaded gently down. Her skin was fairer than snow, and gentle to the touch, like jade. Her figure was world-class, and every inch thrummed with attraction that made one's heart pound.
Normally, beautiful women were hard to classify. But seeing the woman in his arms, Wu Yu forgot about every single beauty he had ever laid eyes upon.
Looks and figure was one thing. But the feeling and quality that she had, that allure and charm that made one drown - that was unparalleled.
Just looking at her made Wu Yu forget to breathe. It made him feel like he could die without regrets after simply looking at her.
Moreover, her eyes were filled with crystal tears that broke one's heart. Her tearful countenance was even more pitiable and loveable.
"Wu Yu, I'm Jiu Er. I've been waiting for you, lonely for so, so long. Have you forgotten me?"
Her voice was the perfect complement to her ultimate looks. Voice, charm, and figure combined to hit him in an indescribable way.
"Jiu Er..." Wu Yu's voice was husky as he said her name.
Yes, he had finally come here and met her. Wu Yu was aroused, and filled with a joy he could not speak. This was the most important moment of his life!
Of course, if he was forced to explain it, he would not have been able to. His heart had already been completely swept away by joy.
What followed was inflamed passion. The woman in his arms was the most deadly form of beauty. Wu Yu was completely immersed in her beauty. He could only feel that this was the greatest joy of his life. Cultivation, the dao, they could all go to hell.
"Wu Yu, don't leave me..."
"I won't. Jiu Er, from today onwards, I will forever be by your side."
"You said it. Forever."
"Of course!"
As he held her, he felt like his own body was fusing with hers.
He had entered a sealed, fiery, and warm world, where there was only the alluring Jiu Er.
Before he knew it, they were on the warm bed, burning with lust like kindling set ablaze.
Their clothes disappeared, and Jiu Er was beside him. Wu Yu looked greedily on her body, panting like a wolf in heat. Suddenly, Jiu Er slapped him soundly on the face, kicking him off the bed. She laughingly scolded him. "We can't do that now."
That slap had completely shattered Wu Yu's world.
Suddenly, he recalled that he was in a palanquin with a 1,000-year demon.
What anticipation? What love? They were only the charms of a fox demon.
"You're finally awake. I shouted at you for so long, but there was no reaction. I thought you were gonna die there." In his mind, Ming Long's voice appeared. She seemed wistful but also happy enough.
Wu Yu rolled below the bed.
"That Ninth Spirit seduced me!"
In his memory, he recalled all that had just happened, and Wu Yu broke out in a cold sweat. The fire in his body was completely extinguished now.
He only understood now the utter and complete superiority of the Ninth Spirit over that Qian Er.
He hurriedly put his clothes on, chanting the Visualizing the Inner Ape. He had found his savior here. The Unparalleled Monkey King appeared in his mind's eye, and Wu Yu's head cleared a little.
"Keh..."
Turning back, the Ninth Spirit was already clad in a long, pink robe, half-reclining on the bed. Even with Visualizing the Inner Ape calming Wu Yu, her features were still like that of a goddess, and her body put every other woman to shame. Her charm was still deadly. Even though it was a fox demon's charms, this Ninth Spirit's appearance was still the most beautiful among all the women that Wu Yu had ever seen.
"What a terrifying woman..."
Wu Yu backed out of the room hastily, shutting the door.
"That's not right. She's a 1,000-year-old hag!"
Thinking of this, he shuddered. He had almost been hooked by that 1,000-year-old demon.
His second senior brother, Yang Qing, had been done in by her in the same way.
Just as Wu Yu recalled this, the room door opened again. The Ninth Spirit beckoned with her finger, and Wu Yu was dragged in again. The Ninth Spirit looked at him with a half-smile on her lips. Her perfect features were that of an 18-year-old girl, and not at all like a 1,000-year-old demon.
"Your control of your spirit is not bad. You're finally awake and can even face me sober." The moment Ninth Spirit spoke, her voice penetrated Wu Yu to the bone again.
At this moment, Wu Yu was constantly visualizing the Inner Ape; otherwise, he would've already been sucked in like just before.
Of course, the Ninth Spirit was not trying to charm him at this moment. Otherwise, faced with this demon with a Yaodan, even Visualizing the Inner Ape would not be enough.
Wu Yu finally focused, composing his features. Having been played with, he was angry.
"Don't be angry. Jiu Er can't be with you right now. Jiu Er's precious first time must be saved for the future you," Ninth Spirit said shyly.
Wu Yu did not look at her at all. It helped him remain calm, and he decided that he might as well shut his eyes. "What are you up to?"
"I want you not to hate me." The Ninth Spirit stood up. Seeing him with his eyes shut, not daring to look at her, she laughed.
Wu Yu recalled Yang Qing's cruel death. "You made my second senior brother die painfully, and threatened my Heavenly Sword Sect. How can I not hate you?"
Thinking of Yang Qing's terrible state, goosebumps prickled on his skin. If he had continued on just now, he would have resulted in the same fate.
"Your second senior brother? Which one?"
"Yang Qing."
"Oh, I remember that person. It was Xiao Wei who sucked his Yang energy. It wasn't me. Wu Yu, are you suspecting that I, the Ninth Spirit, am a creature of chaos? Let me tell you: I don't cultivate by sucking men's essence. Otherwise, I would not have stopped you just now," the Ninth Spirit said bashfully, standing before him.
Her coy appearance made hearts melt.
Wu Yu did not dare to look at her.
"I have saved my virgin body for you all this while. You cannot abandon me," she whispered seductively into his ear.
Wu Yu gritted his teeth in silence.
Whether the Ninth Spirit was speaking the truth or otherwise, it did not concern him.
"Xiao Wei is your subordinate."
"You are so clever. She's a six-tailed fox. She's younger, but not as pure as I am," the Ninth Spirit said loftily, as though she was a child.
Wu Yu recalled that at the last moment, it was she who had slapped him awake. If she had wanted to suck his own vital energy, she need not have stopped.
"Ming Long, do you know what's up with this fox demon?" Wu Yu could only turn to her now.
Ming Long rolled her eyes. "How would I? The world is a big place, and strange things are aplenty. How would I know what she's trying to do?"
If even Ming Long did not know, then this was truly strange indeed.
Wu Yu got straight to the issue. "Ninth Spirit, speak honestly. You insulted Jiang Xie and protected me. What do you actually want?"
Ninth Spirit came up to him, encircling his waist with her hands and resting her head on his chest. She pressed her ear against him and listened to his heartbeat. Softly, she said, "Jiu Er wants Wu Yu to fall in love with her."
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Chapter 0133: Two Zhang Golden Body
"I..."
Upon hearing such beguiling words, Wu Yu was dumbstruck.
He wanted to unleash a barrage of vulgarities piling at the back of his throat.
He had no prior relations with this 1,000-year fox demon; this was their first formal encounter. He also knew that the fox demon had planned to invade his beloved Heavenly Sword Sect together with the other groups. In a shocking turn of events, he had ended up in this palanquin hearing that her true motive was to steal his heart!
How incogitable!
Wu Yu was momentarily stunned.
Wu Yu felt his guard slipping as his emotions began to run wild. He frantically focused on Visualizing the Inner Ape, even going so far as to begin chanting the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra in a bid to resist Ninth Spirit's fatal allure. The pain caused from reciting the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra worked like a charm, snapping him out of his daze.
On this front, the Inner Vajra Buddha was more effective than Visualizing the Inner Ape.
Wu Yu heaved a sigh of relief knowing that he had finally found a counter to the fox demon's seduction.
Casting his eyelids open, he found himself in the Ninth Spirit's tender embrace. In truth, the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra continued to grind away at his body, causing an immeasurable pain that he could only grit his teeth and endure.
"Wu Yu, do you fancy the way I look?" Ninth Spirit widened her large, ethereal pupils as she stared at Wu Yu, giggling. Her visage was like that of a blooming flower.
Regretfully, Wu Yu was in a world of pain as errant flashes of yellow light escaped from within his body, the shining gold characters once again surfacing on his skin.
Mustering his strength, he replied, "You are truly bewitching, but you are a thousand years my senior, please stop joking with me."
If Wu Yu did not fear for his life, he would have called her an old demon hag in a heartbeat.
And she was really an old demon hag.
"Hehe, Wu Yu is hung up about Jiu Er's age difference, but to Jiu Er, age is nothing as long as both of us love each other. Furthermore, Jiu Er's future is boundless; a thousand years counts for nothing… I am still in my youth!" Ninth Spirit coyly whined.
"I..." Wu Yu was at a loss for words.
"It would be best if you stated your true intentions. I am but a minor character, there is no way you have fallen for me. You must be seeking to use me elsewhere if I am not mistaken."
Ninth Spirit looked hurt as she bit on her ruby lips. "Jiu Er swears that she has no ulterior motives, all Jiu Er wishes is for Wu Yu to love her."
Any stranger would take pity upon seeing her wronged expression, but Wu Yu understood how terrifying she could be. The more pitiful she looked, the more he restrained himself with the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra.
"After this is all over, Jiu Er will accompany Wu Yu to see the marvels and wonders of the boundless Dong Sheng Divine Continent. As we spend more time with each other, there will definitely be a day where Wu Yu truly falls in love with Jiu Er. At that time, Jiu Er promises to bequeath her most treasured possession to Wu Yu."
Her lackadaisical way of thinking was no different to that of a pubescent teenage girl.
"Alright then."
Wu Yu could only lower his head in acceptance. It seemed like she did not deign to speak the truth.
Since it was such, Wu Yu decided to beat her at her own game. He thought to himself, "She said earlier that she wants me to naturally fall in love with her, so I will never allow that to happen. Once she gets anxious, she will reveal her true colors."
From the Ninth Spirit's words, he could deduce that she would not let him leave.
It was possible that he would forever be imprisoned within this palanquin.
"Wu Yu, would you be willing to give Jiu Er a chance?" Ninth Spirit stared at Wu Yu with a deeply loving expression, one could not tell if she was faking it.
Realizing that he had almost been mesmerized by her eyes and fallen into her control, he responded with a tinge of anger, "Sure, I will give you a chance. Are you sure you want me to love you? If it is so, I want you to immediately cease the attack on the Bipo Mountain Range and assist my master in defeating Jiang Xie and the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts instead. If you promise me this, I will go with you willingly."
The impending disaster about to befall the Bipo Mountain Range was Wu Yu's foremost concern.
It was difficult to ascertain the Ninth Spirit's expression as she replied, "That will not be possible. I cannot mislead all the brothers and sisters that have followed me for my own personal matters. This is Jiu Er's personal code which cannot be broken for you."
Wu Yu laughed coldly. "If you destroy the Heavenly Sword Sect, you will only succeed in making me hate you. Will you be satisfied with that?"
The Ninth Spirit retreated a few steps. She finally looked like she was struggling with an inner turmoil.
"Once I am done with the Heavenly Sword Sect and we leave, you will forget about this entire situation. There will be no further discussion on this matter."
Saying thus, she shoved Wu Yu out of the room, sulking as she closed the door behind her. Wu Yu was left standing in a pile of goose down in the middle of the outer chamber.
The entire world seemed to have gone deafeningly silent.
However, Wu Yu estimated that the tripartite coalition was already en route to the Bipo Mountain Range, he just did not know their numbers.
"This is very strange."
Ever since he had entered the palanquin, everything had seemed like a dream sequence. First, he had almost succumbed to the fatal attraction of the seductive demon. Who would've thought that the Ninth Spirit would be the one stopping Wu Yu from advancing further, even telling him that her aim was to make him fall in love with her….
He was thoroughly baffled.
It seemed that the Ninth Spirit was not in a good mood and would no longer consort with him.
"Forget it, getting the Ninth Spirit to halt the assault on the Bipo Mountain Range is a lost cause. It's better not to dwell on it."
This was unrealistic.
"At the very least, that piece of trash, Jiang Ding, is in Master's grasp."
It could be considered a significant blow to the military capabilities of the coalition.
The only thing that Wu Yu could do now was cultivate!
He sat cross-legged in the middle of the room strewn with goose feathers, jumping straight into the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra.
This form of immortality art required a strong will and resolute spirit to successfully master. Fortunately, Wu Yu possessed both in spades, and this near death experience had only served to strengthen them.
A great number of Vajra sigils raged within his anatomy.
Wu Yu gradually forgot about the world around him as he entered the realm of cultivation. The golden characters around his body repeatedly damaged and repaired his flesh and bones.
Time flowed by.
What he did not notice was the pair of exquisite eyes watching him from the windowpane of the inner room.
"So it seems that his Pure Yang Body was not innately present, but slowly crafted from this dao technique. However, it appears that this method produces a Pure Yang Body even mightier than normal."
Wu Yu was in the dark about the Ninth Spirit's intentions.
He doubled down on cultivating. In truth, his Inner Vajra Buddha was almost two zhang tall before he had left the Heavenly Sword Sect.
After the previous fierce encounter, his mind was now firm and focused, and there was nothing between him and his training. He began to chant faster and faster as his mental endurance became stronger and stronger!
Absolute determination!
Raging persistence!
Bang, bang, bang!
Within his body, the Vajra characters hammered down like a storm, but Wu Yu resisted almost all of them.
Sometimes, during cultivation, an epiphany was critical.
But there were other times when great fortitude was paramount.
Finally, after relentless training, the Inner Vajra Buddha hidden within Wu Yu's body was now two zhang tall!
Success!
The second tier!
Bang!
The Inner Vajra Buddha materialized outside his body. The golden buddha figure was as tall as the chamber, and its majestic, imposing aura was astonishing even to the Ninth Spirit.
"How amazing..." Ninth Spirit saw that Wu Yu seemed even more dignified now.
"To gain a regular Pure Yang Body, one must first reach the level of Jindan. But with his extraordinary foundation, even at his current fourth tier of Qi Condensation, it can be estimated that he will be able to reach this goal when he is at the eighth or even seventh tier. And when the time comes..."
Ninth Spirit was eager for Wu Yu to grow even stronger.
As a matter of fact, Wu Yu had not stopped growing in the slightest.
After successfully obtaining the two-zhang-tall Inner Vajra Buddha, he fished out more Spirit Concentration Pills and began condensing qi.
As his body was now hardier and more resilient, absorbing Spirit Concentration Pills was now easier and quicker. It could be said that a large proportion of his current spiritual power came from Spirit Concentration Pills. The further forging and compacting of his spiritual power by the Great Way of Immortality Art meant that his spiritual power eclipsed that of those at his level. Otherwise, he could not always solely rely on Spirit Concentration Pills.
With the Inner Vajra Buddha at the second tier, his physical prowess now exceeded 30,000 warhorses. Based on brute force alone, Wu Yu had not seen anyone that was his equal. Even the Thunder Seabird would be quashed by Wu Yu if they were to compete with physical abilities alone.
Thus, he was able to consume the Spirit Concentration Pills as if they were peanuts.
Wu Yu's objective now was to open up the fifth spiritual source, the Sea of Breath Meridian.
The Sea of Breath Meridian, also known as the Dantian, was located three inches below the navel. This was the most important acupoint to martial cultivators, and it was said that the basis of reaching the Jindan Realm was dependent on the Sea of Breath Meridian.
The tremendous power of such a number of Spirit Concentration Pills was nothing to scoff at, but in front of the Inner Vajra Buddha, this power was easily controlled.
Without pause, Wu Yu continued refining Spirit Concentration Pills. The spiritual power within him swelled and whirled, condensing in a vortex at the meridian. With enough Spirit Concentration Pills, there was no doubt that Wu Yu would be able to condense the next spiritual source immediately and enter the fifth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm.
In terms of spiritual power, he would be on par with Su Yanli.
Time passed, and his spiritual power surged as the spiritual source neared completion.
The Ninth Spirit was closely observing everything, and her gaze towards Wu Yu became filled with a mix of wonderment and caution as time went by.
However, what she was truly thinking remained unknown.
"How unfortunate." Wu Yu had spent all the Spirit Concentration Pills he had on the Sea of Breath Meridian, but he was short of about two Spirit Concentration Pills to fully complete the fifth spiritual source. He would be able to lay down immortal roots once this was achieved.
If only he had not given Qing Mang the two Spirit Concentration Pills then...
Based on this fact, if he were to rely on regular cultivation, it would take Wu Yu roughly half a month longer to thoroughly materialize the fifth spiritual source.
And this was the critical period where he needed power the most.
Suddenly sensing a presence behind him, Wu Yu swiveled his head to find the bewitching beauty that was the Ninth Spirit standing behind him. He was caught unprepared and had not put up any defenses, causing him to momentarily lose himself to her entrancing allure.
The Ninth Spirit's hips swayed as she came closer. Wu Yu could not pry his eyes away from her captivating curves, and a burning desire to ensnare this woman within his embrace blossomed in the depths of his heart.
"What are you staring at? How loathsome!" giggled Ninth Spirit shyly. She seemed to leave something in Wu Yu's hands before departing abruptly.
Wu Yu's lustful eyes traced the outline of her svelte posterior as she disappeared into the mist of the inner room. The doors closed and locked shut behind her.
"Eh!"
As soon as the doors were closed, Wu Yu snapped out of the spell.
"That Ninth Spirit!" Wu Yu exclaimed haughtily, chiding himself for once again falling for her charms.
He was a moment away from pouncing and pinning her to the ground to be ravaged thoroughly.
There was something in his hand.
Glancing down, he saw that there were Spirit Concentration Pills.
"Use them without restraint, I have as many Spirit Concentration Pills as you could ever want."
The beguiling voice wafted out from within the room.
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Chapter 0134: Yin Yang Sword Wheel
There were a few Spirit Concentration Pills in his hand. It should be sufficient for him to break through to the fifth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm.
That Ninth Spirit had even said that she would give Wu Yu as many as he wanted.
This got Wu Yu's suspicions up. What was her goal?
"She has a Yaodan, and as long as she has the ingredients, she can make Spirit Concentration Pills. They don't mean much to her.
"But no matter what, I'm her enemy. My strength serves no purpose for her. Why would she build me up?"
To Wu Yu, this was a very suspicious thing.
That was why he had his reservations about these Spirit Concentration Pills in his hand.
The Spirit Concentration Pills themselves were not the problem.
But even so, Wu Yu put this thought aside. "No matter what, if I'm stronger and can fight better, then my words will have more weight!"
That was why he decided to cultivate.
The vortex of spiritual qi at his Sea of Breath Meridian had already reached the critical point.
With just one or two Spirit Concentration Pills, this spiritual source could create its own yin and yang, reaching a complete state. The Great Way of Immortality Art worked flawlessly.
The Great Way of Immortality Art might be the immortality art that would eventually help Wu Yu attain immortality. It was enigmatic, and he had not been able to unlock its full potential yet.
The Spirit Concentration Pills changed into a rush of energy, accumulating at the Sea of Breath Meridian. They expanded his qi capacity, swelling within the vortex of spiritual power.
The spiritual sources built by the Great Way of Immortality Art were works of art. They were whole, balanced, and absorbed the spiritual qi from the environment, creating a ceaseless stream of spiritual power.
After the second Spirit Concentration Pill had been digested, his spiritual power vortex had reached the critical point. In its complete state, it formed a spiritual source.
Sea of Breath Meridian, fifth spiritual source, complete!
And it interacted with the other four spiritual sources around his body. At this moment, Wu Yu's head, chest, hands, and feet each had a spiritual source. He had no weak spots.
At the Qi Condensation Realm, the first five were considered one stage, and the latter five were considered a second.
After activating his Sea of Breath Meridian, there was another momentous change besides his considerable boost to spiritual power. Wu Yu could now lay down immortal roots.
"Right now, the armies of the three forces are headed for the Bipo Mountain Range. As a hostage, the stronger I am, the better my chances for escape."
He was surrounded on all sides by strong enemies. Demons Ninth Spirit and Thunder Seabird, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, and Jiang Xie were all extremely powerful. Wu Yu was like a lamb in tiger territory - in constant peril.
He gritted his teeth. He wished he could grow stronger, much, much stronger, and protect his own life!
"Immortal root."
For now, he only had one immortal root with him.
"An ancient dao technique and an ancient immortal root; seems like I'll have to gamble on this one."
Because he knew nothing about this immortal root, it was possible that anything could happen. It was a gamble.
"You have an immortal root?" Before he knew it, the Ninth Spirit was standing before him. Her bare legs were beautiful, lustrous, and glowing. The light shimmer on her toes was extremely appealing.
Wu Yu did not want to lift his head to look at her, or he would be entranced.
In truth, even if he shut his eyes, this deadly attraction was still like a whirlpool.
"I do," Wu Yu said.
"If that's the case, then open Jiu Er's eyes to the wide, wide world. Let me see what kind of immortal root Feng Xueya has given you." The Ninth Spirit tinkled. At the corner of his vision, he could see that she did not take Wu Yu's claim seriously.
"It will surprise you."
Wu Yu focused his thoughts. After reaching the fifth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, he sat cross-legged within the palanquin.
And then he reached a hand into his Sumeru Pouch, retrieving the immortal root that he had obtained from the ancient martial cultivator's abode. The sword-shaped crystal was still a little undefined, and its shape was not apparent.
The way to lay down immortal roots was a bloody business. One had to cut one's own body open, tearing the Sea of Breath Meridian apart while leaving the spiritual source unharmed. And then, with a secret incantation of the Immortal Dao, plant the immortal root within. This would cause the immortal root to fuse with the body. The person would become the immortal root, the immortal root would become the person.
However, martial cultivators had to have the tenacity to endure this pain.
Once within the palanquin, the Thunder Seabird had even returned the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword to Wu Yu. And now Wu Yu took it out. He endured the pain and savagely thrust the sword into the spot below his belly, slicing it wide open.
To rip apart the Sea of Breath Meridian without harming the spiritual source - and all the while one had to bear the pain.
Wu Yu's body was extremely resilient. Only a mystical weapon like the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword could harm him.
The process lasted for more than an hour. During this time, Wu Yu sweated profusely.
"Everyone has endured this process. I definitely can as well!"
Finally, he looked at the immortal root in his hand.
"I choose you!"
At least this crystal was special, not something run-of-the-mill. The last thing that Wu Yu wished to be was ordinary.
Whoosh!
He began to lay down his immortal root.
The secret chant to lay immortal roots was also a part of Great Way of Immortality Art. Although Wu Yu knew the Heavenly Sword Sect's incantation, he used the one from the Great Way of Immortality Art instead. After all, immortal roots had to work in concert with the spiritual power inside the spiritual source.
"Hold on."
After the immortal root entered his body, Wu Yu's tremendous recuperative abilities replenished his blood and knit his body back together.
The painful part of the procedure was over.
"Martial cultivators wage war on heaven and earth. The insertion of an immortal root into one's body is the most glaring declaration of this rebellion. How can it not be savage?"
The Great Way of Immortality Art, it stole from the sun and moon, from ghosts and gods themselves!
The immortal root entered his body, the secret chant taking effect. Within his Sea of Breath Meridian, the immortal root floated within the spiritual source.
His spiritual power roiled, completely enfolding the crystal and forming a tempest.
Kacha!
Suddenly, the immortal root cracked, and lights of two colors streamed from the gash. One was black, the other white. It was the perfect pairing for the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike. Clearly, they had come from the same ancient martial cultivator.
Ping!
After a short while, the immortal root completely exploded!
Wu Yu huffed to himself.
The storm of his spiritual power reduced those fragments to ash.
In truth, all those fragments were not the immortal root. But after the external dirt had been erased, the true immortal root was hiding within the crystal. After the crystal had been completely destroyed, Wu Yu finally knew the true appearance of the immortal root!
It was a pair of swords, one black and the other white. They were crossed in a shape, forming a sword wheel that spun around the axis of the intersection. They spun, becoming a disk that blended the white and black. While spinning, it created a huge disturbance. A wave of white and black energy gathered in his spiritual source, and then spread throughout his body.
"Yin Yang Sword Wheel!"
In the moment that he was made one with the immortal root, Wu Yu knew its name.
Some immortal roots could enhance one's sword cultivation abilities. The Gold and Jade Sword Core was one such immortal root, and this Yin Yang Sword Wheel was another. Wu Yu had been using swords recently, but he had no deep foundations in the use of the sword because his physical and spiritual powers had all originated from the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal.
They had come from the Jingu Bang.
But with this Yin Yang Sword Wheel, he was finally replete with excellent sword cultivation foundations. At the same time, the shocking thing about the Yin Yang Sword Wheel was that it did not clash with the Great Way's spiritual power, but instead could be used compatibly.
Laying down immortal roots was like growing an extra pair of limbs later in one's life. After laying it down, it would become an extension of one's body.
Since Wu Yu had used the spiritual art from the Great Way of Immortality Art to process the immortal root, then the synergy between body and immortal root was even higher. Finally, the Yin Yang Sword Wheel had completely dissolved into his spiritual source. Its spiritual power filled every nook of Wu Yu's body, and was in perfect harmony with his body!
Although Wu Yu was unable to see the Yin Yang Sword Wheel within his Sea of Breath Meridian anymore, he could already feel the Yin Yang Sword Wheel blanket his entire body!
With a thought and in a flash, Wu Yu's entire body was covered in brands and sword scars. He was like Su Yanli now, able to turn his fingers into blades.
Whoosh!
A slight nudge of his will, and his index and middle fingers turned into a pair of black and white blades. The sword qi was awesome, and they were supernaturally sharp!
Weng, weng, weng!
Wu Yu could feel that because of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel, sword qi was constantly churning within his body. It was difficult to control. It was like an angry fire that demanded to be unleashed!
"What is going on?"
He was a little shocked. It seemed like all the spiritual power in his body had become sword qi, and was rampaging through his body!
Black sword qi - menacing, sinister, cold. White sword qi - resplendent, glorious, swift!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The sword qi formed the image of a sword that was visible to the eye. It bristled out of his body like a porcupine.
"Dogged luck. You actually got the Yin Yang Sword Wheel. Your luck is godly for such a level of immortal root to still persist today. While the immortal root acquaints with the body, you won't have perfect control, and these things are common. You just have to release the sword qi and then adjust slowly over time. No problems," Ming Long said sleepily, barely rousing from her sweet slumber.
She had finally said something that was not greedy...
For her to approve of it, this Yin Yang Sword Wheel really had to be something special.
The Supernova Core could enable Jiang Junlin to have a Supernova Golden Body, and that had already been called an ultimate immortal root. What kind of abilities would the Yin Yang Sword Wheel have?
Ming Long was right. Wu Yu truly had a strong urge to release all this sword qi!
"Ninth Spirit, let me out!" Wu Yu turned around. Even his eyes were charged with sword qi, one turning black, the other white.
From within the room, Ninth Spirit called, "You should call me 'Jiu Er.'"
"If you don't open the door, I'm going to destroy your ride!" Wu Yu glared.
"Alright, don't be so fierce. You're such a bully." After her simpering, the Ninth Spirit appeared before Wu Yu. She still looked as beautiful as ever. A single look, and you would never forget her.
"Go on out."
The Ninth Spirit must have known that he had to control his immortal root. She opened the door of the palanquin, and Wu Yu rushed out without a word, as though he had to go to the toilet. The moment he reached outside, Wu Yu unleashed the chaotic sword qi into the skies!
He did not know how terrifying the sword qi spiritual power was, and therefore did not dare to shoot it carelessly around him.
The sky was the safest choice!
Bang!
A thousand swords filled the sky!
But what threw Wu Yu off was that many pained howls began to fill the air...
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Chapter 0135: Battle on the Plains
After releasing the chaotic black and white sword qi from his body, Wu Yu's body seemed to have calmed down a little. His five spiritual sources were still turning within, absorbing the spiritual qi in the air and changing it to spiritual power.
New spiritual power would not change into yin yang sword qi as long as Wu Yu did not use the Yin Yang Sword Wheel. Only a portion remained as his sword qi.
Finally stable, Wu Yu finally turned his attention to his surroundings.
He was actually in a barren land, surrounded by hundreds of demons that were currently hurrying along with the palanquin.
Some of the demons were in their natural form, be it bird or beast, while others were in human form, and often mounted on their companions' backs.
Rats, oxen, tigers, rabbits, horses, goats, monkeys, all kinds of insects. There were also many fish and fowl, and even sentient rock spirits. They were really in all shapes and sizes.
When Wu Yu suddenly appeared, the entire army of demons stopped, staring at Wu Yu. They had not thought that Wu Yu would suddenly emerge from within!
Moreover, he had blown up with sword qi the moment he appeared!
They were actually a huge army advancing on the Bipo Mountain Range!
The demon army was mostly a ground force.
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts were in barely visible forms; only their shadows could be seen.
The Zhongyuan Dao Sect's army had more than 100 disciples at the Qi Condensation Realm, at least of the third and fourth tiers. All of them were mounted on Pegasi, flying above the demon army!
An imposing sight!
When Wu Yu suddenly appeared and exploded with sword qi, he had been worried about harming others, directing it upwards. As a result, more than 100 disciples of the Qi Condensation Realm were smack in Wu Yu's attack radius!
While a majority of the disciples were unharmed, tens of their huge Pegasi had their wings sheared off, were wounded gravely, or even died painfully!
This caused the disciples to fall on the spot. It started to hail disciples, and this was accompanied by countless howls and sprays of blood.
The demon army hurriedly took cover, allowing the Pegasi to fall on the plains, whinnying.
The disciples at the Qi Condensation Realm used their dao techniques and immortal treasures to neutralize the attacks, and were largely unharmed.
But tens more disciples were caught defenseless, or were directly pierced by the sword qi. They fell along with the Pegasi, and some were even crushed by the falling Pegasi.
Wu Yu looked at the carnage. They had flown too high, and in a trice, a few third and fourth tier disciples were dead on the floor. More than 10 were injured, moaning in pain on the ground.
"Alright then..."
This was an accident, but Wu Yu did not regret it. After all, these were the enemies of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they were on their way to destroy Wu Yu's home.
But this accident had caused the entire troop to stop!
"What's going on? Who's attacking us!?"
The frontmost troops were crying out as they saw the Pegasi raining down. They came swarming over in Wu Yu's direction. And upon seeing the disciples dead, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect elders did not look happy at all.
Wu Yu retreated back into the palanquin.
He watched the sky alertly. A bunch of people were approaching from the east - Jiang Xie and the other elders of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. All of them were at least at the eighth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and above.
From the west, the seven indistinct shapes were in the dark clouds, cloaked. The Ghostly Cultivators were shrouded with skeletal capes, and the sinister air that emanated from that side was eerie.
Leading the charge was Jiang Xie. He understood immediately. It had to be Wu Yu!
His face was terrible to behold, and the Zhongyuan Dao Sect surrounded Wu Yu in righteous fashion.
Jiang Xie glowered at the palanquin. "Ninth Spirit, dare I ask why you let Wu Yu out to kill my disciples?!"
If not for the Ninth Spirit, he would not even waste words.
From within the palanquin, the Ninth Spirit was a little vague on the details, although she roughly knew what had transpired. She said, "Brother Jiang, don't be angry, it was an accident. He laid down an immortal root in my palanquin and successfully fused with it. He was unable to control it, so I let him out. I'm afraid he did not know that there were people in the sky."
The Ninth Spirit spoke true.
However, if Wu Yu had known that the sky was full of Zhongyuan Dao Sect members, he would still have done it.
"Accident? Four of my disciples lie dead, and 17 more wounded. I've lost 130 Pegasi. An accident? Do you think that this matter will be let go like that?" This time around, Jiang Xie could not tolerate it any more. Even if it was an accident, he could not simply swallow this.
Wu Yu was fearless. He wished that the Ninth Spirit would clash with Jiang Xie. He laughed. "What are you going to do about it? Honestly, if I had known you lot was above, I would have aimed better. Maybe I could have killed a few more."
"Wu Yu, do you want to die!?"
"Shut your mouth!"
"Stop hiding behind the woman. If you have the balls, come face me!"
Instantly, the disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect raised a malevolent outcry.
They were out of their minds with anger. Before the battle had started, such a thing had already happened. If they could not take down Wu Yu, their morale would take a heavy blow.
Instantly, more than 100 people were posturing and threatening. It was an impressive sight.
A pity that Wu Yu was the fearless kind. Against their bellows and threats, he still smiled. "All of you can only squawk blindly. Any capable ones actually going to touch me?"
"You!"
With this taunt, not even Jiang Xie could hold back the flood of Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples, who poured towards Wu Yu's position. Which was also the palanquin's position. And the Ninth Spirit's position.
"All of you, hold!" Jiang Xie bawled.
However, the hot-blooded young disciples had lost their heads now. Not even the Sect Leader could stop them.
Boom!
They attacked the palanquin, angering the demon army. To the demon army, the Ninth Spirit was their ruler, and they would not brook such challenge! This angered the demons, and they converged before the palanquin, naturally sheltering and protecting Wu Yu as well.
The two forces were about to start fighting.
Wu Yu was celebrating inwardly. He wished that they would all slaughter each other until the blood gushed like a river.
But he had not expected that at this moment, the Ninth Spirit would walk out of the palanquin to stand beside him.
The Ninth Spirit's influence with the demons was even more absolute than Jiang Xie's own with the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. With a slight gesture, the entire demon army halted, docilely returning to their position.
And on the Zhongyuan Dao Sect side, all were enamored at first sight with the Ninth Spirit. The anger in their hearts was quelled, and they were completely entranced by the face of this 1,000-year fox demon. Even Jiang Xie, Tian Yijun, and the others were all deeply moved, and even bewitched.
The Ninth Spirit raised her head and asked, "Our common goal is the Bipo Mountain Range. Can we stop fighting among ourselves here?"
Her voice made the entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect unable to object. Besides the only one who could maintain a semblance of alertness - Jiang Xie.
"We have no quarrel with you, but Wu Yu has killed the disciples of my Zhongyuan Dao Sect. This debt has to be settled," Jiang Xie insisted.
"But he is very important to me. He cannot be harmed or killed at your hands." The Ninth Spirit's beautiful eyes flickered, and they fell even deeper under her spell.
"If you want to settle this, it's easy! I, Wu Yu, challenge the disciples of your Zhongyuan Dao Sect! I'll fight however many there are!" Wu Yu knew that the Ninth Spirit was using her charming demon techniques. That was why he began to channel the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra. While they were swayed, he remained alert under the piercing pain.
In truth, Wu Yu's reasons for saying this were simple. They were fourfold.
First, Inner Vajra Buddha second Realm, Qi Condensation Realm fifth tier, and now with the Yin Yang Sword Wheel laid down, he was raring to fight. He wanted to see his own level! This was his battle-hungry heart at work.
Second, the more chaos he caused, the more time he bought for the Heavenly Sword Sect, for Feng Xueya to prepare and devise.
Third, he wanted to crush the morale of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, and make them frustrated!
Fourth, he wanted to look for a chance, to see if he could escape!
That was why he had said thus on a brainwave, reacting to the Zhongyuan Dao Sect's need for revenge. On this barren wasteland, he would challenge them with his power alone!
Decisive, arrogant, brazen - a move that only he could make!
Although it had started as an accident, now it was a huge opportunity for Wu Yu.
Jiang Xie started, and asked, "You want to challenge the disciples of my Zhongyuan Dao Sect? How so? It has to be a fight to the death. That is all we will accept!"
Although the Ninth Spirit was protecting Wu Yu, if Wu Yu himself accepted such a challenge, then that was not the fault of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Jiang Xie was clear that although they needed the Ninth Spirit for this fight, if they continued to be led around by their noses in this way, he would lose a lot of initiative.
He believed that the Ninth Spirit would not pull out of the agreement so easily either. She too needed the Bipo Mountain Range.
"Naturally, it's a fight to the death!" Wu Yu said icily.
"Who are you challenging!?"
"All below the 7th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. I'll kill every single one of you that steps up! Whoever can kill me will be lucky!" Wu Yu lifted his head to meet Jiang Xie's eyes coldly. His words were brimming with arrogance.
"Very well."
Wu Yu's best battle record so far had been defeating Jiang Junlin. But within the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, there were many at the seventh tier and below who were much stronger than Jiang Junlin!
They had all been cultivating for more than a century.
They were the elites of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect!
At present, Wu Yu had five spiritual sources, and his spiritual power was average. His physical prowess was excellent, and Jiang Xie acknowledged that. But most of them did not feel like he could defeat all the disciples at the seventh Tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and below.
Wu Yu was using the protection of the Ninth Spirit to issue his challenge. Jiang Xie really wanted to kill him, and was supremely confident about the abilities of his disciples. This time, he chose to take the challenge!
"This punk, he went through some transformation and got a powerful body. He also beat two opponents who exceeded his level before! But for martial cultivators, it becomes even harder to defeat those of higher levels the higher up you go! He's so naive. No matter what level he's at, he thinks he can beat opponents who are two tiers above him!
"How reckless. Very well, a pity that he doesn't understand how the world works! And at the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, who wouldn't have a killing move or two?"
Jiang Xie was clear about this in his heart.
However, much still depended on the Ninth Spirit.
Instantly, Wu Yu and Jiang Xie both looked towards the Ninth Spirit.
"Hmph, I can't be bothered with you men." The Ninth Spirit laughed lightly, turning and returning to the palanquin.
Only now did the wasteland return to normalcy.
The fire of battle raged on!
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Chapter 0136: Sky's Pillar Demon Imprisonments
The three advancing armies had actually stopped on the yellow sands of the plain as a result of Wu Yu's antics.
The tumbling yellow sand hid the three armies, and they might still not be seen from far.
This was Wu Yu's fight with the Zhongyuan Dao Sect!
Of course, he was fortunate that the Ninth Spirit was protecting him. Otherwise, he would not even be qualified to barter with the Zhongyuan Dao Sect!
And now, the Ninth Spirit seemed not to care, and it was a rare chance for the Zhongyuan Dao Sect
Wu Yu was clever. His verbal challenge had made it difficult for Jiang Xie to back down.
He boldly hefted his Demon Subduing Staff, walking out into the throng of demons, and past them into a deserted space. Before him, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were either standing or still mounted on their Pegasi, ready to do battle with him.
One man, one staff, facing hundreds of martial cultivators. And yet he dared to raise his head in challenge and laugh!
His Demon Subduing Staff lightly jabbed towards the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. He spoke in a clear voice, "Kids of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Whoever has the balls, come on up. Today, Daddy Wu Yu will send you to your deaths!"
He wanted to taunt the reason out of them and then cruelly humiliate them.
Taking down the Heavenly Sword Sect was not such an easy task!
Wu Yu's words again incited the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. They could not understand it. What exactly did this young disciple have to boast about?
If not for the Ninth Spirit, he would already have been crushed to dust!
In their eyes, this Wu Yu, golden light streaming from his eyes and unfazed by the many martial cultivator seniors before him, was a brave man. But he also filled the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples with loathing.
Their anger roiled, like lions being taunted by a rabbit.
On the yellow sands he stood defiant as he faced an army alone. Wu Yu, at that moment, left a memorable impression that all martial cultivators would remember!
"I'll go!"
Instantly, many Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples roared.
They were mostly youngsters, and their impetuous natures would not take such humiliation!
Of which, one person was extremely quick. Even before Jiang Xie's approval, he had rushed before the pack!
"Everyone, one side. I'll be the one to crush him!" The big lout roared. His shout caused the others to halt. This person probably had a reputation, and he seemed to be the leader of those rushing forward. When the others saw that it was him, they returned to their own places eagerly.
"Stone-Iron Yu, crush him on the spot!"
"Kill him, and avenge Jiang Junlin!"
"If you lose, we'll lose respect for you!"
Instantly, the young disciples behind him started a clamor, giving Stone-Iron Yu tremendous pressure. However, this burly lout seemed to be extremely confident, unaffected by their words!
As he glared angrily at Wu Yu, Wu Yu felt like he was just a feral animal. His bald head gleamed, and he looked like a vulgar person, but he wore a dao robe that clashed horribly with his image.
Bang!
From behind Stone-Iron Yu, he took out a rock pillar that was about as long as the Demon Subduing Staff, but many times thicker. He hurled it down onto the ground, sending the yellow sand flying and dancing in the breeze!
It was an immortal treasure.
On it, there was an Immortal Treasure Spirit Design. When it was activated, the stone pillar became incomparably heavy!
"Little ninny! Today I will show you whether it's your staff that's harder, or mine! Demon Imprisonment Column, arise!"
With a huge cry, he wrapped his arms around the stone pillar!
Spiritual power burst forth!
Kacha, kacha!
Perhaps because of his immortal root, his skin actually turned grey, the color of rock itself. His defenses became even stronger.
Wu Yu focused on him. This person was at the sixth Tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, with an immortal root and immortal treasure. On the whole, it looked like he could crush Jiang Junlin, and was probably about the same level as Mo Shishu. He was not young; he probably had been cultivating for more than a century!
"Sky's Pillar Demon Imprisonment!"
Stone-Iron Yu bawled. The golden sand exploded. The stone pillar had tremendous power. Seeing such a majestic sight, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples burst into cheers.
"Keh!"
Wu Yu was laughing.
After all, they had the numbers.
"Invaders of my home, you may be strong, but you will pay! You may be far away, and still you will pay!"
Although all three forces were mighty, they could not cow Wu Yu's rebellious heart!
With the Demon Subduing Staff in hand, he burned even hotter than anyone else present.
"I will smash this three-way alliance!
"I will make every single invader f*ck off back to wherever they came from!
"Nobody can stop me, Wu Yu, from becoming an immortal!"
This was his will!
And it was also his way.
Weng!
In the instant that Stone-Iron Yu attacked, Wu Yu moved as well. Like a flash of golden light, he hurtled towards Stone-Iron Yu!
Nine Dragons Ascension Column!
His five spiritual sources churned with spiritual power. His Great Way of Immortality Art had almost completely recovered now, and the Demon Subduing Staff produced nine dragons that coiled around its length. These dragons seemed completely within Wu Yu's control.
Roar!
The roars of the dragons scared all of them!
The staff crashed down from above!
This violent blow would only have shocked Stone-Iron Yu previously and left him unharmed. But now he did not feel shock at all.
In this moment, Wu Yu had generated far more power than he ever had previously, exceeding all expectations. The Nine Dragons Ascension had sent the stone column thingy flying straight back into the ground, where the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples stood. As for Stone-Iron Yu himself, he had been sent reeling from the blow as well, flying outwards together with his stone column!
Pa, pa!
The stone column buried itself in the ground.
Stone-Iron Yu was covered in blood, sprawled on the floor. On first sight, he seemed rather unharmed, but in truth, his organs had been completely pulverized. His eyes were wide and blank, his breath gone. He was dead on the spot!
Huo!
Wu Yu landed on the ground, his movements flowing like water. On this barren plain, many gathered around Stone-Iron Yu's body, completely silent.
Amongst the disciples at the sixth Tier of the Qi Condensation Realm in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, Stone-Iron Yu had been one of the strongest. But such an awesome disciple had actually been killed in one hit!
Many of the disciples were filled with rage and helplessness.
This was precisely what Wu Yu wanted, for their battle will to be diminished, and for fear to grow in their hearts!
"Who would have thought that the wondrous Zhongyuan Dao Sect would have disciples of such poor showing? A calamity! A joke! A bunch of kids! Who else dares to challenge Father Wu here?!"
He planted the Demon Subduing Staff in the ground, staring at the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples with his burning gaze!
After this fight, a majority of the disciples no longer dared to rush up, with Stone-Iron Yu's death fresh in their minds.
And now, only the disciples at the seventh tier still had a chance to fight Wu Yu.
In truth, there were not many disciples at the seventh tier.
Jiang Xie and the elders beside him frowned. They had guessed that Wu Yu was not easy to deal with, but now things had escalated thus. If he stopped the challenge, then he would be laughed at by everyone. He could only eke it out, and find someone who could defeat Wu Yu. Otherwise, the morale that they had lost today would be arduous to recover.
"Let Liu Qingshui go up."
An elder suggested.
"She is soon to reach the eighth tier, and should be able to clean Wu Yu up without too much trouble."
"We can't send more to die. Use Liu Qingshui to end him. Amongst those at the seventh tier, she's one of the best."
Jiang Xie finally nodded assent.
"It should not be much trouble for her."
Seeing Wu Yu's prowess, they knew that he was barely around the seventh tier's level.
"Liu Qingshui, go and fight."
Hearing this, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples finally broke out into smiles. They snickered cruelly. "Senior Sister Liu Qingshui is taking the fight. Wu Yu is screwed."
"Senior Sister Liu Qingshui has no match in the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm! Many people at the seventh tier have lost to her. And it's said that she has even killed many adult demons with seven demon essence cores!"
"Liu Qingshui is personally making an appearance. She'll make Wu Yu's life an existence worse than death itself!"
All the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples turned respectful and tense expressions towards her. The person who emerged was a scrawny, middle-aged girl who appeared to have been cultivating for more than a century as well. She was one of those who were on the verge of becoming an elder. She was one of those whose vestiges of youthful beauty still showed through, although those at the Qi Condensation Realm would live 200 years at most. At this age, she was already wrinkled, her skin turning sallow and yellow.
A pair of slitty eyes, like an evil ghost that had just emerged from hell. She pinned Wu Yu with her gaze.
Seeing her, chills ran down Wu Yu's spine. Only those who were used to killing could have such intense killing intent.
Although she was an orthodox disciple, whether in terms of conduct or killing intent, she was about on par with Qi Yunji from the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts.
Liu Qingshui walked steadily to stand before Wu Yu. She held a blood-red horsetail whisk in her right hand, which was still dripping with blood. In her left, she held a shortsword half a foot in length, partially hidden by her dao robe. She was like a concealed viper, ready to strike.
"Wu Yu."
"Hmm?"
"Go to hell." She lowered her head, surveying him. And then she screamed a malicious laugh.
Whoosh!
Her right hand flicked, sending a bloody storm flying from the horsetail whisk. It was a flurry of sharp edges that sealed off Wu Yu's retreat.
"Senior Sister Liu!"
"Skin him, string him, smash him!"
The cheers of the crowd!
The smell of blood!
Wu Yu was extremely cautious. This was his first time facing an opponent of this level. It was no exaggeration to say that this Liu Qingshui was of the caliber who could kill Wu Yu's second senior brother.
Those who were not elders were not her match at all.
Those like Su Yanli, Mo Shishu, even ten of them combined would lose badly.
That was why the pressure was truly monumental!
But to Wu Yu, the most important thing was his will for battle!
The stronger the opponent, the more he would be tested!
Roar!
Again, Immortal Ape Transformation!
His body lengthened, sprouting golden fur. Razor sharp claws on both his hands and feet. His body limbered, and his physical strength exploded in power!
At this moment, Wu Yu was a battle machine!
Bang!
The Demon Subduing Staff whirled in his hands!
He savored this direct, fiery will!
But Liu Qingshui only laughed coldly. She attacked.
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Chapter 0137: Mo Xiudao
Whoosh...
Before Wu Yu, all he saw was stillness.
Before dao techniques, life and death was often determined in a single instant.
The blood-red horsetail whisk in Liu Qingshui's hands had morphed into a tempest of blood, whipping the winds into a fury, even sweeping up the yellow sand into it. And Wu Yu was trapped in the middle.
Within the fury, Liu Qingshui's cold and bloodthirsty eyes seemed to peer out at him.
The tempest of blood was like countless knife blades cutting him. Ordinary martial cultivators would have been readily cut to pieces!
A tempest of blood with the spiritual power of the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. It was much stronger than the tornado skill that Heavenly Immortal Hao Tian had used back then.
Weng, weng, weng!
The ripping sound of a razor wind raised goosebumps on the skin.
Suddenly, the cyclone constricted, and the knife blades swarmed Wu Yu. It was about to crush Wu Yu to bits!
Honestly, other martial cultivators at the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm would have been similarly shredded to pieces in such a savage tornado.
But Wu Yu now had the Invincible Vajra Body. He was unbelievably resilient, far more than Jiang Junlin's Supernova Golden Body. In terms of physical body alone, even Jiang Xie could not compare!
"Deja vu..."
The ghost of a smile appeared on his lips.
Just as the blood tornado tightened, Wu Yu, in the Immortal Ape Transformation, exploded forth, charging through the tornado!
"Hmm?" Liu Qingshui controlled the bloody tornado. She was shocked at Wu Yu's willing embrace of death.
"Since you wish to die, let me grant it."
She increased the power of the bloody tornado, focusing it entirely on Wu Yu. The blood flecks from the horsetail whisk were like sharp needles, piercing towards Wu Yu.
Pa, pa, pa, pa!
Within the storm, the shrill sound of impact!
"Haha, Wu Yu's dead!"
From the outside, they could make out that Wu Yu was being destroyed. Instantly, the whole Zhongyuan Dao Sect was roaring with laughter.
Bang!
Suddenly, a beam of golden light flew out of the tempest of blood!
Liu Qingshui's face changed.
That beam of golden light flew before her eyes!
Liu Qingshui's left hand twitched, the shortsword flying out in answer to Wu Yu's emergence from the storm.
Wu Yu's Demon Subduing Staff, with nine dragons circling it, was already trained on Liu Qingshui.
Life and death flashed in that moment!
"Forbidden dao technique, When Nine Become One!"
He switched his spiritual art, imbuing the Demon Subduing Staff differently. The nine dragons whirled madly and entered the Demon Subduing Staff's body, which morphed into a huge, fiery dragon. Wu Yu twisted, and it shot forward like an arrow leaving the bow!
This was the forbidden dao technique of the Nine Dragons Ascension Column. It had immense power, but did not cost Wu Yu that much. This When Nine Become One technique exerted a considerable amount of backlash to Wu Yu, but his Invincible Vajra Body was strong enough to easily bear it.
But since it was a forbidden dao technique, Wu Yu would not use it all the time.
He had broken out with great difficulty, and still Liu Qingshui was after his neck. Therefore, he could only switch up the Nine Dragons Ascension Column into When Nine Become One and bring a real dragon to life!
In that instant!
The fiery dragon swallowed the shortsword and skewered Liu Qingshui through. It became the Demon Subduing Staff again, nailing her to the floor!
"Keh..."
The shortsword fell to the ground, and the tornado of blood behind Wu Yu dissipated, becoming a blood-red horsetail whisk that clattered to the yellow sand.
Whoosh!
Wu Yu pulled out the Demon Subduing Staff, and Liu Qingshui fell to the ground. She was like Stone-Iron Yu - dead on the spot, without a word.
The yellow sand danced, burying her body.
At times, the Immortal Dao was a cruel thing. Life and death were ended painfully, without mercy or rule.
In truth, only Wu Yu knew the danger he had been in, trapped in the tornado. Perhaps because he had been conditioned by the Inner Vajra Buddha training, he was able to tear his way out of the cutting tornado. Even so, his body was covered with fine sword cuts!
They were closely packed. All of them were blood-red, staining his golden fur.
But exactly because that had happened, his countenance after killing Liu Qingshui looked even more terrifying! He was intimidating and overwhelming! He no longer needed to call taunts. His proud gaze was the best challenge to the Zhongyuan Dao Sect!
The faces of the disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect were beetred. They were angry, hateful, and yet scared. They still jeered, but a majority no longer dared to face Wu Yu.
After all, Wu Yu had done exactly as he said he would. Come one, kill one. Come two, kill both!
"Is there anyone else in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect?" Wu Yu smirked. His words sent many of the disciples scrambling back in fearful retreat, watching him with trepidation.
This was one of Wu Yu's objectives, to crush their morale. Devastate their morale, and simultaneously buy time for the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"IS THERE ANYONE ELSE?!"
He asked again. They were all seething with anger, but no one dared to step up, especially after seeing Liu Qingshui die.
"Haha!" Even the demons broke out in laughter.
The orthodox disciples often clashed with them. But truthfully, they looked down on these disciples.
And seeing Wu Yu's Immortal Ape Transformation, they were now uncertain. Was Wu Yu human? Or demon? Could this be the reason why the Ninth Spirit was looking for him? The demons wondered.
Wu Yu's gaze fell on Jiang Xie.
On the back of a Pegasus, Jiang Xie looked down at Wu Yu silently. At this time, he truly understood that - despite his young age - Wu Yu was someone extremely difficult to deal with.
"Master, I'll do it." From beside Jiang Xie, a handsome youth with scholarly features like Mo Shishu spoke up.
"No way." Jiang Xie shook his head.
The disciple was shocked. "I have to. Otherwise, our Zhongyuan Dao Sect will be thoroughly crushed by this little kid! Right now, only I can defeat him."
That disciple spoke the truth, and Jiang Xie knew it. But seeing Liu Qingshui's demise, he still had his worries. After all, Liu Qingshui's value was nothing compared to that of his own disciple.
"Master, can you honestly watch this kid who killed Junlin swagger before our eyes?"
Saying thus, Jiang Xie sighed deeply. He secretly passed something to his disciple, and said, "Use this to save your life if you are helpless."
"Many thanks to Master!"
The disciple descended from the skies, landing before Wu Yu!
"It's him!"
His appearance caused the dispirited Zhongyuan Dao Sect to rise up again!
"The Sect Leader's second disciple, of the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. He's even stronger than Liu Qingshui, and is definitely the strongest one outside of the elders!"
"This Wu Yu is so strong that only he can finish Wu Yu off!"
"Mo Xiudao, the pride of our Zhongyuan Dao Sect rests on you now! You must defeat him!"
"Kill him! Destroy him!"
These disciples were even more incensed than before. His appearance had caused an even bigger stir than Liu Qingshui's. Clearly, his position in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect was way higher than Liu Qingshui's.
"Jiang Xie's second disciple? Looks like I hooked a big fish!"
Actually, Wu Yu had been waiting for this person since the beginning!
He had spotted this young person following Jiang Xie. That basically confirmed that he was Jiang Xie's disciple, and this had been proven true.
Killing this person would truly cause the morale of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect to crumble. They would never be able to look him, Wu Yu, in the eye again!
"Mo Xiudao! Mo Xiudao!"
In the whirling, yellow sand, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples pumped their fists, their faces red as they cheered for this person.
"The true first outside of the elders?"
Wu Yu was interested now.
Liu Qingshui had been very strong. She had almost injured Wu Yu seriously. And now this Mo Xiudao person's reputation and status were even higher. It would really be an intense life and death battle!
Wu Yu had just calmed himself down, only to be fired up again!
This person was one of the few members of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect who did not wear black and white dao robes. Instead, he was like Mo Shishu, choosing the garb of a scholar. But where Mo Shishu only dressed like a distinguished scholar, this person had the righteous air of a true scholar! Each of his movements spoke of the bearing of an intellectual. His eyes were fathomlessly black. He looked extremely learned.
Ever since Mo Xiudao's appearance, the cheers that echoed throughout the plains of yellow sand reached their peak!
"Today, I will take revenge for Junlin, and send you to the next world. In hell, you need not feel lonely. Soon, all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect will be there to join you on your road," Mo Xiudao said, his left hand placed behind his back.
Wu Yu could not be bothered to answer.
All he knew was that this Mo Xiudao was on the same level as Night Wishes for Snow and Lan Boli. If he could defeat him today, then he would have truly undergone a major metamorphosis.
Night Wishes for Snow was a rare talent, and considered the foremost in the Heavenly Sword Sect. But Wu Yu, after laying down his immortal root, was close behind. And in the Heavenly Sword Sect, probably no one would have guessed that he was already on the level of challenging the likes of Mo Xiudao.
"Mo Xiudao, yet you cultivate."
At this time, Wu Yu had actually let his Immortal Ape Transformation fade, reverting to his human form. In his flesh and blood form, the clothing on his torso had already been shredded. He stood half-naked, and the golden character was dimly visible on his body. And the sauvastika of pure gold on his back was even more brilliant!
"You snub me?" Mo Xiudao said coldly. He felt like human form was not Wu Yu's strongest state.
"You are wrong."
Pa!
Wu Yu plunged the Demon Subduing Staff into the ground.
At this moment, his aura completely changed. The golden light on his body dimmed, but within his body, black and white churned, forming in his eyes as black and white sword qi and spitting out occasionally.
Ting!
At this moment, he retrieved the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword from the Sumeru Pouch.
Feng Xueya had actually analyzed that immortal root and found out some things. In complement to the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike, he had given Wu Yu the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword. This immortal treasure was the one that suited Wu Yu best.
Ting!
Wu Yu split the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword apart, holding them in his left and right hand as two sharp and thin swords!
With blades in both hands and completely balanced, the Wu Yu that turned to face Mo Xiudao was a completely different beast. His aura was the extreme opposite from the intense quality that he previously had.
Now he was ice. Icy cold and frosty, like an abyss.
This was Wu Yu's other face!
1. T/N: Mo Xiudao literally means not cultivate dao
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Chapter 0138: Dual Purposes, Sword to the Skies
The first time he paid attention to the unique characteristics of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel, Wu Yu felt like he had glimpsed its true use.
The Lifegiving Fruit regenerated the flesh, giving one supernatural powers of recovery.
The Supernova Core allowed Jiang Junlin to possess the Supernova Golden Body.
And the Yin Yang Sword Wheel that had shocked even Ming Long - what would it bring Wu Yu?
With the Onyx Pearl Dao Swords separated, sword qi manifested itself through the Immortal Power of the Great Way as black and white sword qi, flowing through the swords and his body.
Inexorably, Wu Yu's understanding of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel began to clarify as he mastered the flow of sword qi.
"It must be a single heart with two purposes."
Throughout history, the use of the sword had centered around a single point of focus. A sword was a sword.
But the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword was made up of a black sword and a white sword. It was just like the Yin Yang Sword Wheel within Wu Yu's body, of which half was in the left of his body, and the other in the right.
"Lan Shuiyue uses the Clearwater Twin Swords, but in a primary and secondary way. The right hand is the dominant one. And the two immortal treasures that Liu Qingshui used just now also saw the horsetail whisk lead, while the shortsword immortal treasure was the accessory. It was not a true dual wield.
"The unique property of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel is that it virtually gives me two swords inside my body. Moreover, they are completely equal, neither above the other."
The fact Wu Yu had met that ancient martial cultivator was a lucky coincidence indeed. Firstly, he had to have extremely solid spiritual power in order to cultivate the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike. That was the caveat. And now, with an immortal root like the Yin Yang Sword Wheel, his spiritual power could split into two, his sword qi dividing up. With two swords in his heart, it's true purpose was to allow Wu Yu to have two selves and output double the sword cultivation dao techniques!
Unnatural!
Normal people could not use two immortal treasures at once; they could only use one as a primary weapon. Even Lan Shuiyue was thus. But when Wu Yu used the sword, he could use them simultaneously!
Although, this meant that the cost of spiritual power was even higher, basically double. And one's stamina in battle would be diminished. But Wu Yu was different. Because he had the Great Way of Immortality Art, his recovery was also superhuman.
This meant that the secondary effects of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel were not obvious on Wu Yu.
"This means that when I use the sword, there are basically two copies of me! Although the spiritual power drain is doubled - even more taxing than the Immortal Ape Transformation - my innate talent is spiritual power recovery!
"That martial cultivator had the Yin Yang Sword Wheel, which means his own spiritual power was profuse. And now, he has completely passed it on to me!"
It was said that immortal roots had a unique use. Even before becoming an immortal, it could have tremendous effects!
And with the Yin Yang Sword Wheel, there was no one else in this world who was more suited to dual wielding than Wu Yu. Exactly because this was true, the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword, which could be separated, was the perfect fit for Wu Yu.
Otherwise, he would have to use a pair of longswords with mismatched spiritual power!
"Isn't that the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword? Feng Xueya actually gave it to him. That's proof of how much he values this disciple!" Jiang Xie and the others immediately noticed Wu Yu's sword.
Just at this time, Mo Xiudao had already begun his attack. His immortal treasure was actually a brush that was three feet long!
One look and you knew it was a top-class immortal treasure!
Mo Xiudao's face was grim. The immortal treasure brush gripped in his hand, he began to draw in the air!
"Mo Xiudao uses the immortal root Ink Crystal. He can change ink into beasts, and he created the ultimate dao technique of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect: Ink Beast! Once Ink Beast is unleashed, a single person will be worth an army. He's unstoppable!"
Wu Yu could make out the crowd's gasps.
As that person spoke, Mo Xiudao had already drawn a ferocious tiger of three zhang tall. It descended from above, its eyes gleaming!
Something was strange. This tiger was made out only of the brush lines, but seemed as genuine as the real thing itself. It had the power of the king of the forest, and Wu Yu sensed the danger it posed. It was like a huge demon!
Roar!
The roar of the tiger shook the entire plain!
Hu! Hu!
As the ferocious tiger rushed out, Mo Xiudao continued to draw in the air, creating a snake of more than 10 zhang long, a towering lion, a savage bull, and other ink beasts. He had no intention of stopping at all.
"This dao technique is truly marvelous. Ordinary humans would call him a god!"
Wu Yu had come from the mortal realm, and knew that this level of dao technique was even more miraculous than destroying a mountain with one hand.
The white sword in his hand snaked out, roiling with sword qi. It pierced the tiger!
Whoosh!
The sword qi actually passed through its body!
"That's right. After all, this is not a real tiger. I have to attack the ink lines!"
Wu Yu naturally understood after failing.
Whoosh!
He gripped his two swords, ready to enter a vicious battle with this Mo Xiudao.
His two swords flashed out like a killing machine. The Onyx Pearl Dao Swords constantly cut through the ink beasts' lines, tearing them apart. But Wu Yu realized that even thus, the ink beasts did not die unless they were completely torn to shreds!
"Haha, this Wu Yu is so ignorant. Ink beasts do not die. Exactly because of this, Mo Xiudao is so terrifying. He can single handedly take on countless martial cultivators!"
Wu Yu was shaken.
"This means that if I let this Mo Xiudao reach the Bipo Mountain Range, he will be a huge weapon for Jiang Xie. An unlimited number of ink beasts will be a disaster!
"If that's the case, then sorry for this..."
With a detached eye, he saw that Mo Xiudao had already drawn more than 10 ink beasts, and they surrounded Wu Yu while he himself hid safely behind.
"Mo Xiudao is so much stronger than Liu Qingshui.
"A pity that he met me!"
Wu Yu's Invincible Vajra Body had terrifying physical power. As a result, his movements were even more agile and ferocious than the average person's. With his two swords in hand, he charged into the army of ink beasts. In a flash, he flew towards Mo Xiudao like a bolt of golden light!
"He's going straight for Mo Xiudao!"
Everyone burst out into laughter.
Only by defeating Mo Xiudao could one vanquish the ink beasts. They understood this logic. But to break through the plethora of ink beasts was easier said than done.
But what happened next absolutely confounded them!
Because Wu Yu had the Invincible Vajra Body, he managed to charge through them!
The claws of the ink beasts scraped against his flesh, and he tumbled wildly on the floor. But he was up again in a trice, only lightly wounded!
In contrast, Mo Xiudao was frowning as he saw Wu Yu come nearer and nearer!
Instantly, the ink beast army attacked in a frenzy, crashing into each other. But because he had sought strength and power, the ink beasts were all drawn in huge scale, while Wu Yu's relatively smaller body became even more agile in contrast. They ended up in a tangle!
"Wall!"
Mo Xiudao quickly changed his brush patterns, drawing a wall between Wu Yu and himself. A 100-zhang-tall wall completely separated him from Wu Yu!
And this was not a simple wall. He used thick ink to accentuate it. By the time Wu Yu reached him, he had already made considerable progress!
Wu Yu passed through the Ink Beast army, only to be faced with an inky black wall. He gave a bitter laugh. Everyone thought that he would back off, but his twin swords sliced out, his sword arts taking effect!
Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike!
One left and one right. The two swords flashed out as though they had been executed by two different people. They passed through the same point at the same time!
The swords of yin and yang were overwhelmingly powerful and sharp. They cut directly through. The wall of ink exploded, and Mo Xiudao was exposed before Wu Yu!
The crowd gasped, and then burst out cheering again!
Because they saw that Mo Xiudao had drawn a roc, and was now astride it. He had flown up into the air, leaving Wu Yu far below him!
This way, the ink beasts could attack Wu Yu, but Wu Yu could not harm a single hair on him!
In truth, this was the power of Mo Xiudao. His talent was well known even in the Heavenly Sword Sect. His unique Ink Beast dao technique was envied even by Night Wishes for Snow. It had to be said that the Zhongyuan Dao Sect did not cultivate the sword but had a multitude of other dao techniques that were very astonishing!
Mo Xiudao's way of fighting had always been to take to the skies and let the ink beasts harangue the opponent to death.
Unless the opponent also had the power of flight, he would be completely untouchable. Riding Immortal Cranes or Heavenly Cloud Rocs could not compare to ink beasts, because such immortal beasts would experience fear, and were also not strong enough. In comparison, the ink beasts were fueled by Mo Xiudao's own spiritual power, and could change at will!
"Wu Yu is confused!"
"Haha!!"
The Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples roared with laughter. They were extremely satisfied that they had finally won a round back.
Just in this instant, the unimaginable happened.
Wu Yu's left hand threw the black sword, which continued flying forward, directed by the Art of Sword Control. And with a heroic leap, Wu Yu landed on the black sword, which shimmered. The thin sword creaked as it lengthened by a zhang, and thickened by half a chi!
"Art of Sword Flight!"
Instantly, the place was filled with cries!
Even Jiang Xie was thrown off seeing Wu Yu's terrifying speed. His Art of Sword Flight carried him into the clouds at a fearsome pace!
The iron rule of martial cultivators was that one had to be in the Jindan realm to have sufficient spiritual power to control immortal treasure longswords with the Art of Sword Flight!
Art of Sword Flight was basically the mark of the Jindan Dao Realm!
Mo Xiudao flying with a dao technique was merely a trick. It was far inferior to the Art of Sword Flight, and was only marginally better than mounting an Immortal Crane.
When Wu Yu showed off this move, it was basically exactly the same as the Art of Sword Flight!
In truth, this was the second unique property of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel.
Firstly, it allowed one to be of two purposes, doubling the power of the sword dao!
Secondly, it was perfect control of the sword! Even though Wu Yu did not have sufficient spiritual power, he could use the unique property of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel to create a cycle. Even in the Qi Condensation Realm, he could use spiritual power to create a devastating sword!
All of this had happened in a flash!
Wu Yu rushed into the skies and caught up to Mo Xiudao to everyone's horror. Mo Xiudao turned back only to be met by a flash of white light. His head was sent flying.
Whoosh!
Wu Yu immediately changed directions. He rushed into the clouds, running for his life towards the Bipo Mountain Range!
Actually, all of his challenges had been for this moment!
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Chapter 0139: A Lover from a Past Life
Killing his enemy in an instant, his sword had reached a new level.
The Yin Yang Sword Wheel had truly taken the world by storm!
It was his first time using the Art of Sword Flight, and truth be told, Wu Yu was not at ease. But it was undeniable that the Art of Sword Flight was fast!
He had broken them, and he whooped wildly, his clothes and black hair billowing freely in the wind!
This was the moment of sunset. Wu Yu's youthful arrogance, his deadly flight, his resolution. While they were still stunned, he fled towards the rays of the westerly sun, vanishing into its brilliance in an instant.
This moment had come too quickly, too suddenly!
They only began to react when Mo Xiudao's corpse fell from the skies, slumping against the ground.
Unbelievably, Wu Yu was actually using the Art of Sword Flight!
Many allowed their imagination to run wild. Could he truly be in the Jindan Dao Realm?
But if he truly was, then he would have no need to run like this.
Bang!
The army of close to a thousand burst into action. The demons had been ordered into action by the Ninth Spirit. The Thunder Seabird leapt into the sky, transforming on the fly. His hands became wings of thunder, and his feet became sharp eagle claws. He sprouted purple feathers, his mouth elongating into a sharp beak!
In a flash, he had changed from a human into the demonic Thunder Seabird's true form. Quick as lightning, he chased Wu Yu.
Given the Thunder Seabird's speed, perhaps only the Ninth Spirit and Jiang Xie could overtake him. And since he had gone, Jiang Xie did not go. After all, he was the sect leader, and this matter of pursuit would demean his reputation.
Pa.
He landed on the ground, with Mo Xiudao's corpse at his feet.
Mo Xiudao's death had crushed the Zhongyuan Dao Sect's disciples, exactly as Wu Yu had counted on. Their faces were ashen, and their spirits broken. They had been supremely confident about this conquest, and now they felt even more terrible than if they had been forced to eat shit.
"It seems like this challenge wasn't as easy as we expected..."
"Jiang Junlin and Mo Xiudao both died at Wu Yu's hands. What will the Sect Leader do?"
Everyone was looking at Jiang Xie.
With the Thunder Seabird in pursuit, they did not believe that Wu Yu would actually get away. Casting their gazes far, they could make out on the horizon that the Thunder Seabird had already captured Wu Yu. They were struggling in the air, and Wu Yu failed to create another miracle. Against the overwhelming power of the Thunder Seabird's spiritual power, he was beaten soundly. Before too long, Wu Yu had the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword wrested from him. He was tased numb, and then brought back in the Thunder Seabird's claws.
Wu Yu could only grimace.
Still helpless.
However, at least he had rubbed the Zhongyuan Dao Sect's face in the dirt and also bought more time. He had dealt a punishing blow to their morale!
"The Zhongyuan Dao Sect is good for nothing! With this poor strength, you want to conquer the Bipo Mountain Range! I think all of you are only fit to be servant disciples in my Heavenly Sword Sect, tending to our Immortal Cranes and beasts!"
Wu Yu had been thrown against the ground by the Thunder Seabird, but still kept up his plucky attitude.
"What are you looking at? If you have the balls, come and fight! Kiddos! Daddy Wu is always waiting for you. Come on if you have the balls, don't stand there all wishy-washy!"
Wu Yu was truly a freak. His rate of improvement was sickening, even slaying Mo Xiudao. Under his rain of verbal abuse, many of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were stirred to anger again, but they were held in check by their fear. They did not respond in unison, and there was no one to lead them. It was difficult for them to respond, and they could only trade angry insults with Wu Yu.
"Get in!" The Thunder Seabird was worried that Wu Yu would clash with them again, and hurriedly stuffed Wu Yu back into the palanquin.
"Zhongyuan Dao Sect, you are all pussies!"
Although Wu Yu had been thrown back into the palanquin, his smug, scornful laugh still rang in their ears.
After he was back in the palanquin, the Ninth Spirit's voice came floating out. Instantly, all the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples forgot their anger, held spellbound by the Ninth Spirit's charms. They listened, enthralled.
"Brother Jiang, the fights to the death that just transpired was your own agreement with Wu Yu. There are casualties, but you can't blame me, alright?"
The voice was sultry with sex appeal, and it made one unable to stay angry.
Logically, this was indeed Jiang Xie accepting Wu Yu's challenge. No one else could be blamed. Since he had said this was a battle to the death, then Mo Xiudao's death had to be accepted.
And now everyone looked to see how Jiang Xie would respond.
The Ninth Spirit was bent on protecting Wu Yu, even willing to break the alliance with Jiang Xie. Now it depended on Jiang Xie - would he press the issue, or back down?
Jiang Xie silently collected the corpse of Mo Xiudao with a grim face. His stony eyes repressed the killing intent he felt.
He said, "Disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, carry these corpses well. We set off for the Bipo Mountain Range! Today, a few of our members have died. Tomorrow, the Heavenly Sword Sect will repay us tenfold!"
These were reinvigorating words, and also indicated Jiang Xie's alliance with the Ninth Spirit. Of course, once the battle was truly over, it remained to be seen if Jiang Xie would let Wu Yu off.
"A true gentleman knows when to bend. The truly frightening thing about this Jiang Xie is that he can continue to hold himself back when faced with such humiliation. Who knows what he will do hereafter," Tian Yijun, watching from above, commented to his brothers and sisters.
"Forget him. It's none of our business, heh heh..." Shen Erjun cackled.
"Plenty of our business. After the battle is over, my understanding of Jiang Xie tells me that he will ally with us to vanquish the Ninth Spirit," Tian Yijun said.
"And how does Big Brother answer?"
Tian Yijun smiled slightly. "When the time comes, you will know."
The troop resumed its journey!
The masses of martial cultivators and the demon army resumed marching towards the direction of the Bipo Mountain Range! Amongst them, the disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect were already bursting with anticipation. They wanted to repay the humiliation that Wu Yu had dealt them back to the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect!
……
Inside the palanquin.
Wu Yu stood ramrod straight, facing the ultimate beauty Ninth Spirit. He was constantly chanting the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra. Under these strenuous circumstances, he had already cultivated this numerous times. As long as he had nothing to do, he was chanting the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra to build his body and the inner buddha, strengthening his Invincible Vajra Body.
At first, the mere pain was unbearable. But once he thought of the danger to the Heavenly Sword Sect, and Feng Xueya's own kindness towards him, he could bear it!
Sun Wudao's boon had not been repaid!
Feng Xueya's grace had to be repaid!
Presently, golden sigils were floating around Wu Yu's body as he faced the Ninth Spirit while cultivating. It was a startling sight.
Of course, he stood and cultivated mainly to keep himself alert and unswayed by the Ninth Spirit's charms.
Weng, weng, weng!
Each golden sigil cut through his body like a speedy knife. They cut swiftly, but then formed a golden rain that continued to build and toughen his body. It was like honing a sword or any other weapon.
The Ninth Spirit was staring at him open-mouthed. She was not at all fazed by the events that had just occured, but instead stood with her hands on her hips, circling Wu Yu. After a while, her pure white hands slid up Wu Yu's shoulders, her perfect face pressed against the small of his back. Softly, she said, "I can hear that your body is constantly being strengthened. It must be so agonizing..."
Wu Yu had just used the Immortal Ape Transformation, and so he was wearing only pants, his upper body unclad. The contact of skin with the Ninth Spirit's face made him quiver. The sensation was sublime. Luckily, he was still incanting his sutra, and his body was in sufficient pain for him to hold on without losing his mind again.
"Don't touch me."
Wu Yu said, his eyebrows creased.
"No. Wu Yu is Jiu Er's lover. Only Jiu Er can touch Wu Yu." Ninth Spirit reached out a finger and rested it on Wu Yu's nape. She began to slide it down, and was almost at his bottom extremity when Wu Yu slapped her finger away.
"Ninth Spirit, I know you are powerful. Today, this Wu Yu stands before you as helpless as a trussed up chicken. But don't make fun of me. Just say what you intend." Just being in the same room as her set his heart pounding.
The manner of Yang Qing's death was still swimming in Wu Yu's mind. Each time Wu Yu was about to fall for he Ninth Spirit, it shocked him back awake.
"Jiu Er has already said. I just want you to love me. Jiu Er has waited for you for so long. You were my lover from a past life, and our fate was entwined. In this life, Jiu Er wants to dote on you too. I want to be by your side, and spend our lives together. Jiu Er knows that it is difficult for you to accept Jiu Er right now. But one day, you will love me.
The Ninth Spirit stared at him, speaking earnestly. The tears welling in her eyes made his heart go out to her.
"You're already a thousand years old. Can you not be like an old cow chasing young grass?" Wu Yu did not have much in the way of a reply.
The Ninth Spirit laughed in a tinkling fashion. Her features were beautiful enough to make the flowers bloom. She reached out a tender finger, resting it against Wu Yu's neck. She stared at him with an enchanting gaze, smiling. "Jiu Er doesn't care. This old cow Jiu Er wants to pluck Wu Yu, the tender blade of grass."
Wu Yu started. The Ninth Spirit was too cute, and he felt himself really falling for her. This was a feeling that Lan Shuiyue and Su Yanli had never made him feel before.
"I'm about to barf. Wu Yu, can you give her a good slap?" Ming Long's phantom suddenly appeared before Wu Yu. She frantically slapped the Ninth Spirit a few times. Of course, this did not really happen.
Ming Long did not know what this fox demon wanted either. Both of them were still clueless.
Wu Yu was suddenly moved. "Ninth Spirit, after all this, there was something I wanted to talk to you about."
"What is it you wish to talk to Jiu Er about?" The Ninth Spirit opened her eyes wide.
"Your purpose for attacking the Heavenly Sword Sect is simply for some cultivation resources, the likes of which the Zhongyuan Dao Sect has as well. Why not aid the Heavenly Sword Sect to defeat the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts and the Zhongyuan Dao Sect? If you help us to destroy them, I will naturally be grateful, and will even leave willingly with you, of my own accord," Wu Yu said seriously.
The Ninth Spirit shook her head.
Wu Yu continued, "I've killed Jiang Junlin and Mo Xiudao. Jiang Xie wants to kill me, but you protected me. Although Jiang Xie has not fallen out with you, he must hate you to the marrow right now. If you really take down the Bipo Mountain Range, he will definitely join forces with the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts against you! So on the contrary, joining forces with the Heavenly Sword Sect is your only chance!"
This was a clear point, and Wu Yu hoped that the Ninth Spirit would see his point of view.
But, unexpectedly, the Ninth Spirit still shook her head.
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Chapter 0140: Fox Demons' Treasure
The Ninth Spirit said, "There are two things you do not fully understand. Firstly, both Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi of the Heavenly Sword Sect are rotten, boring people. They will definitely not ally with us demons. Even if we temporarily join forces, in the end they will exterminate all of us demons. They are even more unreasonable than the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Secondly, in all these years, many of our demon kin have died at the hands of the Heavenly Sword Sect. The Valley of Immortal Fate, and also all the demons held captive in the Spirit Banishment Tower! Although we call it looting the Heavenly Sword Sect, and not revenge, it is also vengeance for our demon brethren. Tell me, how can I comply with what you say?"
No wonder.
Wu Yu laughed bitterly. "Demons harm humans. If not for my Heavenly Sword Sect, the populace would long have been slaughtered by your kind, and would be in a terrible state. And since the demons harm humans, then it is only just that they are killed in return. The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples have a duty to kill these demons. They are not wrong! And it is the Zhongyuan Dao Sect that fraternizes with ghostly cultivators and demons despite their status as martial cultivators. They will pay the price sooner or later!"
Because the Heavenly Sword Sect banished demons that wrought havoc on humans, they were doomed. While the Zhongyuan Dao Sect flourished because of their alliance with demons. Wu Yu felt that this was extremely unfair!
But instead, his words affected the Ninth Spirit very deeply. "That's laughable. We demons kill and eat humans. This is the truth. But don't you humans slaughter and eat beasts as well? All that run amongst the trees, that swim in the water, that fly in the sky. What do you humans not kill? What do you humans not eat? We demons gained sentience with much difficulty, absorbing the essence of the world to strengthen ourselves. Finally, we surpassed mortals, mortals that kill our kind, and eat our flesh. Why are we not permitted to kill mortals and eat their flesh?"
In truth, the Ninth Spirit's words shook Wu Yu profoundly.
Perhaps because this was a topic close to the Ninth Spirit's heart, some of her beauty seemed to fade as she became calculative and impassioned.
Martial cultivators killed demons, and this was hailed as justice. Ordinary mortals killed animals for meat, and that too was seen as natural. And if animals became demons, why could they not kill and eat humans? They were taking revenge for their kind. Was that not a form of justice as well?
"In the end, there is no justice in this world, and even less, any sense of right or wrong. All there is is that the strong prey on the weak. This is the only law of nature! The law of nature is the will of the strong. The mighty hold the moral high ground. All that goes against them is hailed blasphemy. Today, you humans reign, and we demons are naturally labeled evil. I daresay that the day you mortals no longer eat meat, we demons too will no longer take your lives!"
There was no "right" in this world. Justice was the rule of the strong.
The Ninth Spirit's way of thinking had brought Wu Yu into deep and profound contact with a different world.
But even though he understood this logic, he was still used to humans killing cattle, but not demons eating humans.
"Fine, I understand." Wu Yu was shaken, and left without heart to debate further with her.
Because he was clear in his heart that she was right. There was no good and evil, only strong and weak.
All that was hailed justice depended on one's positionality. From the humans' point of view, killing demons was just!
"Once I destroy the Heavenly Sword Sect and take revenge, I will bring you to roam the world, and forever forget about this." The Ninth Spirit finished, and then returned to her room, leaving Wu Yu outside.
...
As they hurried along, the Bipo Mountain Range, shrouded in cloud, was already visible. It looked very mystical, spiritual qi roiling through it. The countless mountains were shining brilliantly in the morning sun like an immortal heaven!
Looking at the Bipo Mountain Range, it was far more impressive and majestic than the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain. The Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were extremely excited.
All the anger they had pent up against Wu Yu could finally be released here.
In their minds, they were already picturing the mountains of blood and corpses that they would reduce the Heavenly Sword Sect to!
Male and female disciples, none would be spared!
The vicious streak in their nature had already surfaced in their eyes. A demon lived in every heart.
Finally, they were at the foot of the Bipo Mountain Range!
The demons hooted their screams for vengeance!
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts' imposing silhouettes stood ready. Just the seven alone were worth an army by themselves.
And the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples eagerly retrieved their weapons, raring for the fight.
At this time, Jiang Xie and the other elders, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, the Ninth Spirit and her trusted commanders were all congregated. They looked out at the vast expanse of the Bipo Mountain Range, their gazes smouldering.
Jiang Xie said, "The 10,000 Swords Formation is the major defense in the Heavenly Sword Sect. It was said that the two of them spent many decades to copy an ancient spirit design, fashioning it bit by bit. Its power is enormous, and difficult to break. Ever since the 10,000 Swords Formation was laid down, it has never been tested before. Today, we will be the first."
The Ninth Spirit looked over. "The mist that cloaks the Bipo Mountain Range is not normal. It seems like within the 10,000 Swords Formation, they have also built a Disorienting Mist Formation. The Disorienting Mist Formation is not difficult, and I could make it myself in a few days at most. But combined with the 10,000 Swords Formation, it is much more troublesome."
This Disorienting Mist Formation basically turned the entire Bipo Mountain Range into the same terrain as the Valley of Immortal Fate.
And the 10,000 Swords Formation hid threats everywhere.
Jiang Xie spoke, "If that's the case, then the ten or so of us should first dismantle this 10,000 Swords Formation, and then attack as a group. If the disciples go in now, they will only become fodder for the 10,000 Swords Formation."
The Ninth Spirit naturally did not want the ordinary demons to be sent to their deaths. If they wanted to attack the Bipo Mountain Range, then they first had to break the 10,000 Swords Formation!
"Since that's the case, then let us first try not venturing too far in. Step by step, we will break down the 10,000 Swords Formation. The moment that the 10,000 Swords Formation is broken will be the Heavenly Sword Sect's demise!" Tian Yijun cackled with the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts behind him.
"A sizeable sect such as the Heavenly Sword Sect should have many female disciples!" Shen Erjun licked his lips as he snickered.
Saying thus, the 12 or so people that were at least at the ninth tier of Qi Condensation crept close to the 10,000 Swords Formation. Amongst them, Qi Yunji was probably the weakest.
The Heavenly Sword Sect would be far superior if they had to deal with this formation head-on.
The other disciples were entrenched outside.
Amongst them, Wu Yu was still trapped in the palanquin.
He stood at the door of the palanquin. Although the palanquin was very sturdy, given Wu Yu's current strength, it was not impossible that he could break the palanquin door.
But even if he did break the door, it would be useless to rush out. That was because an adult demon was standing guard at the door of the palanquin.
The adult demon was attached to the palanquin door. From Wu Yu's position, he could feel the overpowering demonic aura emanating from the person. He knew that someone truly powerful was just outside.
Her aura seemed a little familiar.
"Let me guess, you're called Xiao Wei, right..."
The Ninth Spirit had mentioned before that she had a subordinate, a fox demon by the name of Xiao Wei. She was younger than herself, yet less pure. This Xiao Wei was the killer who had finished off Yang Qing.
Wu Yu could sense the stench of the fox demon. It was a fox demon that stood outside the palanquin.
Now that they had reached the Bipo Mountain Range, the Ninth Spirit had gone with Jiang Xie and the others to destroy the 10,000 Swords Formation. Time was tight, and Wu Yu did not know how long the 10,000 Swords Formation could hold out for. And right now he was anxious to go and help them!
There were so many familiar faces at the Heavenly Sword Sect, and now they were all in danger.
As expected, she answered, "How does the Prince know Xiao Wei's name?"
The thoroughly charming voice belonged to a fox demon, no doubt.
"Ninth Spirit spoke to me about you. She said you resemble her the most." This Xiao Wei had been chosen by the Ninth Spirit to stay behind and guard him. She had to be at least equivalent to a ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivator; otherwise, the Ninth Spirit would not have peace of mind.
Wu Yu wracked his brains for a way to deal with her.
If he fought her directly, he was afraid that he would lose. After all, she was as powerful as a ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivator. And so Wu Yu was seeking a way to lower her defenses against him.
"Oh? Ninth Spirit favors me so highly? But she is always scolding me." Xiao Wei's silken voice came in reply.
"That's because you and her are both fox demons, and she wants you to become even better," Wu Yu said.
"Is that so?"
Seeing that she was willing to chat with him, Wu Yu turned his efforts to conversing with her.
After chatting for a while, he said, "Seeing that we're thrown together by fate, do you want to come in so that I can see you? All of you fox demons are so comely. The Ninth Spirit is so beautiful. I want to see if you look even better than she does."
This was Wu Yu's finishing move.
He guessed that fox demons would be very concerned with matters of appearance. And if this Xiao Wei was a fox demon close to the Ninth Spirit, then she must harbor some envy deep down. Wu Yu felt that she must've been moved when he compared her to Ninth Spirit.
Xiao Wei hesitated for a while. "That won't do. Ninth Spirit forbids any of us from entering the palanquin. If we are discovered, we will be punished."
Wu Yu laughed. "Ninth Spirit has gone to fight the Heavenly Sword Sect. How could she possibly know?"
"Wu Yu, you're not thinking of escaping, are you? I caution you not to. The Heavenly Sword Sect must fall. You won't do badly following the Ninth Spirit in the future," Xiao Wei suddenly said soberly.
Wu Yu was at his wit's end.
She had seen through his methods.
"Say, what does Ninth Spirit want with me by keeping me around?" Wu Yu changed the topic, trying to find a different in-road.
"That is something I cannot tell you," Xiao Wei said.
"Is my use to her any good to you? If I had to say, I must admit that your voice sounds a lot better than hers does."
Of course, Wu Yu was employing blind flattery at this point. The Ninth Spirit's voice was unequalled, and there was no hope of comparison.
"You really mean it?" Xiao Wei was extremely excited. As expected, saying that she was more appealing than the Ninth Spirit was music to her ears.
"Of course I mean it. I really want to look at you. As for escaping, do you think I'm your match?" he said.
"Alright then."
At this time, Xiao Wei actually opened the door of the palanquin and entered. Wu Yu was faced with a devastatingly beautiful woman dressed in revealing fashion. In terms of seductiveness, she was the Ninth Spirit's equal.
But after she entered, Wu Yu discovered that she was no fool. Instead, she looked at Wu Yu a little coldly and laughed. "Wu Yu, you must think I was born yesterday, to be so easily deceived by you. But you have triggered me."
"Triggered what about you?" Wu Yu retreated a few steps. This Xiao Wei set all his danger bells ringing.
"To us fox demons, you're a real treasure. And now that the Ninth Spirit is busy breaking the 10,000 Swords Formation, it could be my only chance to savor you!"
Xiao Wei's agile tongue flicked out to grace her red lips, her eyes burning with desire as she looked at Wu Yu.
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Chapter 0141: Swords of Stone
The fox demon Xiao Wei was naturally breathtaking. And when she waltzed into the palanquin, clothes flirting with the wind and with that devastatingly beautiful face, one could not help but be moved.
Only her face was now distant, and that inspired fear.
Fox demon Xiao Wei was different from the Ninth Spirit. The Ninth Spirit often kept herself under wraps, preferring to keep an air of mystery about her. But this fox demon Xiao Wei was lust incarnate. The look that she fixed Wu Yu with was a direct and intense sign that she was going to eat Wu Yu.
Hearing her words, Wu Yu finally responded. His galvanizations had only triggered her greed. She wanted to "savor" him before the Ninth Spirit did.
Since this fox demon Xiao Wei was willing to take such a risk, he must've been of great use to her as well.
Her motive was very clear!
Perhaps it had not been Wu Yu's stimulations, but she already had such designs on him planned.
"You're not afraid that the Ninth Spirit will destroy you when she returns?" Wu Yu continued to back up as he threatened her.
Xiao Wei laughed lightly, covering her red lips. "By the time Ninth Spirit returns, I'll be flying high above."
To her, there was no time to lose.
"The Ninth Spirit actually left you behind to guard me. How foolish."
"That's true. But all these days, I have chafed under her hand, but I have never done anything overboard. It's only natural for her to trust me." Xiao Wei's beautiful face and serpent-like hips swayed towards Wu Yu. He could vaguely make out the six fox tails behind her. The snowy white tails bobbed energetically, inviting one to reach out and play with them.
Wu Yu smiled. She was treating him like a soft persimmon. A treasure to be snatched.
Fox demon Xiao Wei's only method was charm. Only through her charms could she easily devour Wu Yu, and then leave stealthily.
She approached Wu Yu, beginning to employ her charming demon techniques.
Wu Yu was consumed by a vortex of lust. The woman before him swayed lithely like the wind. Her skin was as fair as snow and jade. Her trim figure and full legs cut an entrancing figure, and his heart seemed to throb along to the bob of her six fox tails.
Those bright eyes spoke volumes. Each twitch, each bat of the eye tugged at his soul. Anyone would be lost in those eyes, oblivious to the world as their consciousness shrank until it was nothing but a violent lust.
This was the third fox demon that Wu Yu had encountered. She was stronger than Qian Er, but not as strong as the Ninth Spirit.
If he resisted with the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra, he could not fight her at the same time. After all, chanting the sutras induced his body into a wounded state.
He could only use Visualizing the Inner Ape to silently resist her. The Unparalleled Monkey King in his heart was like a bright lamp that illuminated his world and mitigated the fox demon's charms.
The good thing was that his spiritual power was robust, and his mind sufficiently strong. Coupled with Visualizing the Inner Ape, he could barely resist Xiao Wei's fox demon charms.
However, Wu Yu still affected a completely infatuated expression!
He would beat her at her own game!
Faking a completely bewitched expression, his face was flushed as he grinned evilly. He actually closed on the fox demon Xiao Wei. They were like dry tinder set ablaze. Under the fox demon's exhortations, they were on the verge of falling to the down-covered floor for some horizontal wrestling.
"Fixed Body Art."
Suddenly, Wu Yu's eyes lit up. The Ground Demon Transformation Art that he had prepared for so long, an ultimate move from the 72 Transformations.
Instant success!
The fox demon Xiao Wei had thought that she had him in hand, and was carelessly arrogant. But suddenly, she could not move a muscle. Suddenly, Wu Yu's hand flashed out. His finger had shifted to become a sword blade, and it drew across the fox demon's neck. Fresh blood spurted into the air!
"A waste!"
Even though the Fixed Body Art was successful, she was still three spiritual power levels higher than he was, which meant he could only hold her for an instant. Wu Yu had used this to slit her throat, an inch away from beheading her.
"Time to go!"
His sword had gravely wounded her. This was a rare opportunity. Without another word, Wu Yu used the Art of Sword Control to summon the Demon Subduing Staff that was nearby, and he rushed out of the palanquin.
"Nine Dragons Ascension Column, When Nine Become One!"
In a flurry of dao techniques, his staff smashed the palanquin door to smithereens, opening a huge door. Wu Yu rushed out without a word, pulling out the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword from his Sumeru Pouch as he went. He rose into the skies, taking off on his sword!
"Don't think you can run!"
The fox demon howled in pain, rushing out from the palanquin.
Everyone outside had been watching the action around the 10,000 Swords Formation. At the huge sound, they turned back to see Wu Yu shoot for the clouds, while the fox demon Xiao Wei was fallen on the ground!
"Wu Yu's escaped!"
Instantly, a ruckus blew up.
Over at the Zhongyuan Dao Sect side, a few elders at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm had not participated in battle. They mounted their Pegasi, yelling as they chased him.
But by this time, Wu Yu had already soared into the clouds.
"This Ninth Spirit underestimated me. She actually returned the confiscated Onyx Pearl Dao Sword to me. Does she think I'm nothing at all?"
That was normal as well. After all, the Ninth Spirit was a 1,000-year demon with a Yaodan. Even though Wu Yu had defeated Mo Xiudao, that counted for nothing.
With the Yin Yang Sword Wheel, his Art of Sword Flight sped him along like the wind. Ordinary Pegasi could not catch him at all!
"So many eighth tiers Qi Condensation enemies. Luckily, I managed to lure the fox demon in and take her down with a combination of guile and the Fixed Body Art! Otherwise, I would have been hard pressed to make a break for it."
If not for this, the slightest delay caused by the fox demon would have seen Wu Yu surrounded by all these eighth tier Qi Condensation enemies the moment he burst out of the palanquin door.
And now he was like a bird out of his cage. He spread his wings and flew!
Wu Yu immediately saw the direction of the Bipo Mountain Range.
At this time, with the 10,000 Swords Formation and the Disorienting Mist Formation, it was hard to see what was happening in the Bipo Mountain Range. Wu Yu still flew on, on his sword, headed straight for the Bipo Mountain Range!
With many eighth tiers Qi Condensation cultivators in hot pursuit, he rushed into the 10,000 Swords Formation.
He dared to, but his pursuers did not.
Weng!
Just as he entered the 10,000 Swords Formation, Wu Yu felt a hair-raising chill.
It was as though he was prey walking into a trap.
Hidden swords and blades in all directions!
This was the first time he was witnessing the prowess of their defensive formation!
It was like facing an army alone!
Weng!
Instantly, cold light flashed at him from all directions. Countless sword blades came stinging through the air. Wu Yu was about to be turned into a beehive!
"Master, it's me! Wu Yu!"
In danger, Wu Yu desperately yelled.
He strenuously dug into his energy to make his voice echo clearly, in order not to be hit by friendly fire.
Ting!
Instantly, all the sword qi vanished.
The danger had vanished in an instant.
The view before him cleared, and Wu Yu pressed forward on his sword. Although he was not practiced, he was still speedy. He flew on deeper into the Bipo Mountain Range. Evidently, both the 10,000 Swords Formation and the Disorienting Mist Formation were not employed against him.
Whoosh!
Before long, he had rushed out of the sword formation, and what was before him should have been the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. But Wu Yu discovered that the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords seemed to be different from how it was. Now, the pillars seemed to have changed positions. They were arranged in an orderly line formation. Each pillar had become an exceptionally sharp sword blade!
Casting his gaze out, there were thousands of stone swords!
And the spaces between the stone swords were connected by spiritual power. They formed a kaleidoscope of colors, and Wu Yu was currently held there.
He realized that people were standing on nine of the stone swords. They were Feng Xueya, Lan Huayi, the Five Elders, the Elder of Enforcement, and the Elder of Imparting Arts.
"This must be the 10,000 Swords Formation!" The first time he saw the formation, Wu Yu was thunderstruck with awe even if though was a fashioned design and not a true ancient design.
He did not know that these nine elders on the 10,000 Swords Formation were actually even more thunderstruck than he was.
"Wu Yu, how did you learn the Art of Sword Flight!?" Feng Xueya was on a nearby stone sword.
"Respected Master, I have cultivated to the fifth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and absorbed that immortal root called the Yin Yang Sword Wheel. It not only allowed me to enter the sword dao, but also allowed me to use the Art of Sword Flight earlier." Finally back safely, Wu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
"I see!"
The nine elders all showed their happiness on their faces.
They were still supporting the 10,000 Swords Formation, and Wu Yu was extremely interested. He quickly told them his tale since his kidnapping, and then explained how he had returned safely.
Feng Xueya and the others did not question him too much, only bidding Wu Yu head back to the Bipo Mountain Range.
"It must be Ninth Spirit and the others still assaulting the 10,000 Swords Formation, and they need all their concentration!" Wu Yu therefore backed down. He knew that his own safe return must have eased Feng Xueya and the others' hearts, and filled them with joy.
He raised his head to observe. The 10,000 Swords Formation was like a half-eggshell that completely covered the Bipo Mountain Range. One could see the sword qi flying back and forth in the 10,000 Swords Formation through the thick mist. Evidently, these nine strong elders were fighting with the enemy.
"Once the 10,000 Swords Formation is broken, the battle fire we bring will be slowed. It will mean the doom of a majority of the disciples!"
Due to the heavy assault by the opponent, the entire Bipo Mountain Range was caged in gloomy mist. Almost everyone watched the 10,000 Swords Formation, trembling and praying for it to hold. Up till now, all the pressure had been endured by Feng Xueya and the others.
"10,000 Swords Formation... A pity that I can't be of any use!" Wu Yu felt his blood boil as he looked back at Feng Xueya and the others expending all their spiritual power, maintaining the 10,000 Swords Formation to their death.
All that remained for the Heavenly Sword Sect was war!
"Wu Yu!"
Not far behind the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, many disciples were anxiously gathered. And when Wu Yu left the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, he saw many familiar faces here, including Su Yanli, Qing Mang, Lan Shuiyue, Mo Shishu, etc...
And seeing Wu Yu now was completely out of their expectations.
In a trice, they had swarmed him.
Seeing their eyes red with emotion, Wu Yu felt a warm feeling in his heart. That such a group of people were actually concerned about his life - that in itself was a form of happiness.
Even if he died in battle, it would be worth it!
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Chapter 0142: We, the Sword Cultivators!
"Wu Yu's escaped?"
The Ninth Spirit, Jiang Xie, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, and the others had returned to a chaotic assembly.
The Ninth Spirit returned to the palanquin, and could not find Wu Yu.
"Where is Xiao Wei!?" Ninth Spirit's face was extraordinarily black as her cold gaze swept the crowd. Instantly, all the demons fell to their faces on the floor. They knew how terrible the Ninth Spirit's wrath could be.
They had not been in the 10,000 Swords Formation for very long, returning after just an hour.
"Xiao Wei was afraid of retribution, and she escaped with her sins!" A demon piped up.
"Keh."
The Ninth Spirit's expression changed.
Hearing this news, Jiang Xie secretly celebrated her misery. After all, he was not in a position to deal with Wu Yu at the moment either.
"Ninth Spirit needs not panic. It's said that Wu Yu entered the 10,000 Swords Formation. As long as he is still in the Bipo Mountain Range, then won't he still be yours once we break the 10,000 Swords Formation?"
Jiang Xie observed mildly, stroking his beard.
The group of them converged and began to discuss.
Tian Yijun said, "Today, all have witnessed the power of the 10,000 Swords Formation. The opposing nine are throwing their lives to fight us with this. If we charge in, we will pay a high price in death. At most, we will secure a pyrrhic victory."
Jiang Xie conceded. "That's true. We have underestimated the power of the 10,000 Swords Formation."
This was indeed a headache for them.
As for Wu Yu, where could he have escaped to from within their midst?
"Without a way to break the 10,000 Swords Formation, there is no sense in us lingering here. We must think of a plan," an elder from the Zhongyuan Dao Sect urged.
The Ninth Spirit was angry now, like a bitter fox. There was not a hint of a smile on her face as she said, "Tian Yijun seems to have an idea."
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts exchanged smiles, and then Tian Yijun spoke as their representative. "The seven of us alone are naturally helpless. But the East Sea is a vast place. We have countless good ghostly cultivator friends. One of them is extremely interested in formation design, and has been researching Spirit Design for close to a century."
Hearing this, both the Ninth Spirit and Jiang Xie were on their guard.
Jiang Xie said, "Tian Yijun, the Heavenly Sword Sect is only enough for us to divide three ways. With more entering the alliance, our rewards will be diminished."
This was also what the Ninth Spirit was thinking.
From the side, Shen Erjun gave a sly snicker. "Both of you are overthinking this. Honestly, that person is only at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. Some small treat thrown his way will do. No need for equal shares. Besides, we have a good relationship with him. He will likely help us for such a small matter."
"A ghostly cultivator of the Qi Condensation Realm can break this 10,000 Swords Formation?" Jiang Xie was doubtful.
"To each art its secrets. I daresay that given his abilities, this will be no difficult matter."
Jiang Xie and the Ninth Spirit exchanged glances. In truth, they were not completely sold by the ghostly cultivators' words. Ghostly cultivators were infamous for double dealing and betrayal.
But the 10,000 Swords Formation before their very eyes indeed posed a veritable problem.
"Please, both of you, relax. Once that brother comes, I guarantee that this 10,000 Swords Formation won't last a few days. We've seen his work before."
Shen Erjun added.
To the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, they wanted the Bipo Mountain Range, and the sooner the better.
And as a result, Jiang Xie expressed his consent first, while the Ninth Spirit still stood by, undecided. But after considering that Wu Yu was now back with the Heavenly Sword Sect, she also assented eventually.
"Seems like I've underestimated you. But do you think that you've escaped from Jiu Er's clutches because you've returned to the Bipo Mountain Range? Hmph!" The Ninth Spirit stared out in the direction of the Bipo Mountain Range.
Following that, Tian Yijun immediately wrote a letter.
"For the message to reach, and that person to arrive, will roughly take two months."
The East Sea's islands were a considerable distance from them.
Nobody actually knew how many ghostly cultivators there were in the vast expanse of the East Sea.
"Two months? Alright. We will let the dogs of the Heavenly Sword Sect live for two more months."
Jiang Xie brandished his sleeves, a malevolent look in his eyes.
Looking at the Bipo Mountain Range covered in immortal mist, it was truly a much more majestic sight compared to the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain.
That expanse of bountiful ground stirred Jiang Xie's heart into a frenzy.
...
Ever since Wu Yu's return, Jiang Xie, the Ninth Spirit, and the others would come clashing with Feng Xueya almost every day in the 10,000 Swords Formation.
Because of the 10,000 Swords Formation, even though the opponent was more than twice as strong, they had still managed to hold out.
However, they were under tremendous strain everyday. Feng Xueya and the others had no chance to rest. They were held at the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords every single moment.
Fight. Recover. No rest.
Wu Yu and the others were getting increasingly worried, but helpless to do more. This was a high-level battle, and they, the juniors, would have to leave their lives in the hands of their elders!
Feng Xueya and the others tired themselves out daily against the combined onslaught of three armies against the 10,000 Swords Formation, and it was difficult for them to watch as well. The fires of hatred burned in their hearts, but they could only repress it!
Just as Feng Xueya had said, if even they joined the battle, then it meant that the Heavenly Sword Sect was on its last legs, and about to be finished.
"A pity that we cannot help Master and kill these villains!" Night Wishes for Snow sighed.
"Master said that they don't know how long they can last. If we want to help, then our only option is to cultivate!" Su Yanli said.
To fight for every second and minute of time.
The stench of blood that the three armies had brought already carried over into the Bipo Mountain Range.
The howls of demons, the shadows of ghostly cultivators...
Feng Xueya and the others' protection made every disciple realize why they had to hold on and fight until the end!
As they returned to their individual mountains, they did as Feng Xueya had bid them. All the disciples entered a frenzied state of cultivation!
The will of the sword blossomed within the heart of every sword cultivator!
With an external enemy so close at hand, even the disciples with quarrels set them aside to enjoy cultivation resources in peace.
Amongst them, Heaven's Equal Peak and Yanli Mountain were densest in spiritual qi, so Wu Yu and Su Yanli had invited many disciples to their mountains to cultivate. Eventually, a majority of the disciples were gathered at the spiritual qi spring.
All of them were immersed in the spiritual qi!
Their will formed an impregnable castle!
Night Wishes for Snow and the others at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation realm personally mentored all the disciples, from their way of sword cultivation, to methods of killing.
"We sword cultivators revere the sword! Sword users are straight of heart and just!"
"We sword cultivators have the will of the sword! We will die before we bend. We will fight to the last!"
"We sword cultivators bear the wish of the sword! To take care of each other, in death and life we stand fast!"
"We of the Heavenly Sword Sect are supreme! Our sword dao reigns as we slay demons! None shall shake our resolve! None shall harm our brethren!"
In the sky above, thousands of swords glittered, the sword qi dense and in constant movement.
On the ground, the sword cultivators chanted loudly, their sword qi overflowing. Their will and passion soared!
They had already readied themselves to die.
To a majority, the Bipo Mountain Range was the place that had raised them. It was their roots! One could not leave one's roots. Neither could one allow it to be invaded.
The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples cultivated their sword everyday. An unimaginable will manifested within each of them.
In such an environment, Wu Yu himself had been supported greatly.
Cultivating brethren were everywhere the eye could see. All were carefully teaching each other. The Heavenly Sword Sect had never been as blessed as it was at this point. And all of this had been under the guidance of Night Wishes for Snow.
He had an impressive reputation amongst the disciples, and everyone was willing to follow his lead, even unto death.
Wu Yu understood even more thoroughly - when faced with the imminent genocide of the Heavenly Sword Sect - that only strength brought the right to speak. He descended into an even more frenzied cultivation state!
He wanted power. The desire was so intense that it was driving him insane.
Around him were Qing Mang, Su Yanli, Mo Shishu, and the others. As well as all the disciples that admired Wu Yu.
Wu Yu could not bear to see them die before his very eyes, torn apart by demons, and sullied by ghostly cultivators.
That was why he pushed on with singular focus. Aggressive focus!
At least, everyone around him was on the same page. They continued to push hard, and even Lan Shuiyue had reached the fifth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. In the crisis, Lan Huayi bent the rules, allowing her to inherit the Aquacore Reflection immortal root.
Wu Yu's cultivation was many times more agonizing than others'. He was using the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra to rebuild himself day and night.
Before, he had found it difficult to bear, and had stopped for a while. But with powerful enemies roaming around, everyone had forgotten their own weaknesses, and him most of all. His world was nothing but the 1,000 words of the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra. The sutras were constantly torturing his body. For 24 hours a day, Wu Yu let the golden light of the sutra words torment his body, and no one dared to approach him.
Occasionally, Wu Yu's miserable groans drew the eye.
But regardless of the pain, he pressed on. And that earned him even more admiration.
Even Night Wishes for Snow was impressed by him. He was very aware that Wu Yu's time with the Heavenly Sword Sect was relatively short, yet his determination was comparatively much stronger than that of many others.
"His talent is extraordinary, and he has the heart for dao. His will is uncommon, and his mind pure. If such a person as Wu Yu cannot succeed, then who in this world can?"
Night Wishes for Snow exclaimed to those around him.
"Indeed..."
Wu Yu, completely bathed in the torturous, golden light, had become something of an avant-garde cultivator to the other sword cultivators.
Wu Yu's thoughts were direct. His only goal was to get stronger!
"She says that the strong dominate. That is justice. That's right. I don't want to lose this place. I have to become stronger."
The Ninth Spirit's words were still ringing in his ear.
The Invincible Vajra Body was the foremost body strengthening immortality art in the world. And Wu Yu was just a novice at it. As long as he persevered with a resilient will and withstood the torture, he would emerge in a godlike state!
Pushing himself to the height of his limits, his Inner Vajra Buddha had grown to two zhang and six feet within a month's time!
Time passed. The Bipo Mountain Range was a flurry of activity.
Two months had passed.
In these two months, Feng Xueya and the others were bitterly resisting the attacks of the three mighty powers.
Their enemies were strange. Although they fought every day, they would not use their full strength.
And on this day, everyone had stopped their training. Because they could see that there was a golden silhouette three zhang tall on the outside of Wu Yu's body. The figure was incomparably majestic. Just looking at it compelled one to bow and defer to it.
"Two months' time, Inner Vajra Buddha third realm, complete!"
This was the result after two months of forgetting his own limits. Wu Yu had to thank those around him. They had given Wu Yu great encouragement.
"In terms of physical power, I have at least forty or fifty thousand warhorses worth of power. My flesh has become even more resilient and impregnable. I should be able to push for the sixth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm..."
This was the most rapid improvement that Wu Yu had seen since he began cultivating.
But for now, he had no Spirit Concentration Pills.
1. 1 zhang=10 feet
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Chapter 0143: Fight with the First Disciple
Not having Spirit Concentration Pills was a problem.
Wu Yu had been cultivating for too short a period of time, and temporarily had no stash. The few Spirit Concentration Pills that he had accumulated were not enough for his own consumption, let alone to build a bank.
Two Spirit Concentration Pills a month was quickly exhausted.
However, at least he had reached the third realm of the Inner Vajra Buddha.
Just in terms of raw physical power, he had improved enormously.
When he clenched his fist, the bones of his hands cracked loudly. The innocuous sound awakened other disciples who had been cultivating.
Soon, they were all looking at Wu Yu.
They knew that Wu Yu had received an inheritance from a servant named Sun Wudao that could strengthen his corporeal body and process Spirit Concentration Pills. This was his transformation, and others could not copy him.
At least in the Heavenly Sword Sect, there were not many immortality arts which trained the body so rigorously.
Perhaps in the past, they would be envious or admiring. But with an imminent crisis on hand, they all stood on the same side. Wu Yu had improved significantly. Just like with the last time, when Wu Yu had defeated Jiang Junlin, they wished that Wu Yu could be just that little bit stronger.
Perhaps he could protect them. And once the Bipo Mountain Range was doomed, he could leave safely, perhaps to stage a comeback for the sect.
Wu Yu looked around him. He was deeply moved. The Heavenly Sword Sect had never been more united than in that moment. Seeing him achieve a breakthrough, all eyes on him were kindly.
"The Heavenly Sword Sect is our common home. All our brethren are like kin; brothers and sisters!"
Thinking thus, Wu Yu broke into a smile. He would dare one thing - open his mouth and ask for Spirit Concentration Pills!
"My honored senior brothers and sisters, Wu Yu here urgently needs 20 Spirit Concentration Pills. I wonder if anyone has spare. Wu Yu will guarantee that if we can defeat these strong enemies and live on, I will return all of it within a year!"
His tone was sincere, and he gazed at the crowd, eyes burning.
This was an unprecedented test. Spirit Concentration Pills were everyone's treasure. At this juncture, they were important to everybody.
Even in a normal situation, much less such troubled times, would there be anyone so benevolent as to lend him some?
But the moment Wu Yu spoke, the disciples around him started to laugh.
Knowing laughs.
"Junior Brother, my finances are in an embarrassing state, so I can only lend you one. Remember to return it to me. I am called Wang Dongyang, and I reside at Dongyang Peak.
"I'll lend you two."
Very quickly, people appeared before Wu Yu, pressing Spirit Concentration Pills into his hands. Some even refused to give their names, asking for no return. But Wu Yu would remember their faces. He would definitely find them.
"Five." Night Wishes for Snow passed him the Spirit Concentration Pills, saying, "Remember to return them to me. All of us must live until you can pay this debt back."
"Senior Brother, rest easy," Wu Yu said with conviction.
Night Wishes for Snow was not hard up for the five Spirit Concentration Pills. Rather, he wished that all of them could live until the day when Wu Yu would repay them!
"Junior Brother, take this." Mo Shishu had come to the call as well.
"Junior Brother." Su Yanli had also handed two over. She added softly, "I will remember this as well. You must return them to me."
Finally, even Qing Mang hurried forwards. All she had were two Spirit Concentration Pills, and she gravely handed one to Wu Yu. "This is a loan! You have to return them, you hear me!"
Wu Yu's heart was overflowing with warmth.
He realized that he had fallen in love with the Bipo Mountain Range, fallen in love with the Heavenly Sword Sect, and fallen in love with these sword cultivators.
"Brothers and sisters, if the time comes and Wu Yu cannot pay up, we will string him up naked from the tree. Who's with me?!" Mo Shishu guffawed.
"Alright!"
Everyone broke out into laughter. The cheer dissipated much of the gloom that had been hanging around the Bipo Mountain Range, replacing it with an indomitable will!
Perhaps to these people, the loan today was merely a hope for victory. But for Wu Yu, it was a debt that he would remember for life!
He could not forget that it was Feng Xueya, Sun Wudao, and the Heavenly Sword Sect that had made him who he was today!
It was these brethren who had been generous, unselfishly giving up the Spirit Concentration Pills that were important to everyone!
They had paid for these with their own sweat.
Looking upon the many familiar faces, Wu Yu felt more charged up than he had in a long time. Unlimited energy seemed to well from within him, carrying him along the path to immortalhood!
"Cultivate Dao, form bonds, destroy enemies, no regrets!"
He sat cross-legged on the floor, looking at the heavy pile of Spirit Concentration Pills in his hands. There were close to 30, enough for him to activate his sixth spiritual source.
He began to quieten his mind and focus, reminding himself silently not to let down the goodwill he had been granted.
The sixth meridian was known as the Curved Lake Meridian. It was at the elbow, and needed both hands to be clasped to form a complete spiritual source.
With his Inner Vajra Buddha at the third realm, he could rapidly process the Spirit Concentration Pills without any difficulty. Wu Yu's body was terrifyingly tenacious. His internal organs, muscles, and bones had all been refined under the fire of the sutras, broken down and built back up thousands of times. They were fortified to a maximum, metamorphosing into a state of near perfection. It was as though a huge Buddha was closeted within his body, pressing down on his blood vessels. Although the Spirit Concentration Pills were awesome, too many would tear the body apart, causing one to descend into madness. But Wu Yu could rapidly digest the Spirit Concentration Pills and process them, rapidly accumulating them in his Curved Lake Meridian, constantly refining his vortex of spiritual power.
The complete Great Way of Immortality Art had already begun to create the vortex of spiritual power from scratch. It built it step by step, and by the time it was completed, close to 12 Spirit Concentration Pills had been consumed. Everyone could see that Wu Yu was devouring Spirit Concentration Pills like a god, and his body seemed completely unaffected.
"Just how resilient is his body?!"
They could not help but be amazed.
The fact that his body was even stronger than that of a demon was shocking!
However, everyone knew that Wu Yu could only make such improvements because of the constant pain and torture that he had suffered for two consecutive months. Reward was proportional to effort.
Qi Condensation Realm, sixth tier.
Ever since he had begun his path of dao, he had constantly improved at a furious rate!
Wu Yu did not stop. He continued to absorb the Spirit Concentration Pills, forming his next source. However, even the third realm of the Inner Vajra Buddha had its limits. The spiritual power was saturating Wu Yu's body. If he continued to refine Spirit Concentration Pills, then he might overcharge and lose control. He desisted for the moment, continuing to strengthen himself via the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra.
As time passed, Wu Yu could feel that his rate of improvement was beyond his imagination.
It was a miracle.
But Feng Xueya and the others were fighting the Ninth Spirit, and the other disciples were cultivating as well. They did not pay much attention to Wu Yu. Given another few years, perhaps Wu Yu would be of use in the fight, but now...
Time was too tight...
Day after day, the disciples looked towards the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. The commotion at the 10,000 Swords Formation grew larger and larger, and their fears grew proportionately. Outside, the demons and ghostly cultivators must've been rubbing their hands, their preparations complete.
"I have to acquire a new dao technique."
Wu Yu realized that the amount of dao techniques he knew was comparatively lower than others.
With Feng Xueya fighting their enemies, Wu Yu did not bother him. Instead, he tidied up, then headed for Dao Querying Pagoda. There were still people challenging the Dao Querying Pagoda, so it had not closed.
When he reached the Dao Querying Pagoda, the Lone Elder was obviously not there, and the disciples on guard were also dispirited. Wu Yu shouldered his Demon Subduing Staff and charged in, beginning from the first level. This time, he wanted to reach the eighth level!
That's right. Wu Yu felt that he was ready to challenge the martial cultivator at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm!
The Invincible Vajra Body and the Great Way of Immortality Art had helped him power through the levels.
After defeating the first four stages - the Flying Wooden Tiger, the Flying Metal Dragon, and the Five Affinities Giant Bear, he reached the fifth level. It was said that there were no more mechanical beasts from this point forward. After all, making such strong mechanisms was very difficult. From the fifth level onwards, disciples stood guard. Wu Yu easily defeated the disciple at the fifth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and then consecutively passed two more. The middle-aged disciple at the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm fell easily to Wu Yu as well.
He had not expected that Wu Yu would be this powerful.
The news that Wu Yu had creamed Mo Xiudao had spread throughout the Bipo Mountain Range, but the rumor was that his victory had been hard-fought.
He had thought that Wu Yu would enter the Scripture Holding Depository on the seventh level, but Wu Yu instead headed for the stairs, and the eighth level.
"There's no one on the eighth level. The elder guarding it has been in reclusion for a while, ostensibly cultivating to condense his ninth spiritual source.
Cultivating a spiritual source was not that easy. After the prime decades of one's life passed, one's body would begin to age and wither. Cultivating spiritual sources became extremely difficult.
"I want to challenge the eighth Tier. What should I do?"
The person pondered for a moment, then said, "Under these emergency circumstances, I'll go find an elder for you. Perhaps it might work."
After all, Wu Yu was a personal disciple, and rules could be broken.
Wu Yu therefore ascended to the eighth level of the Dao Querying Pagoda to wait. Before long, there was a huge commotion below him. Wu Yu listened carefully. Many people were swarming up together towards his position.
Before long, there were about 30 people on the eighth level, but no elders - all of them were young disciples. They were the batch that had trained with Wu Yu on Yanli Mountain. The only two at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation realm were Night Wishes for Snow and Lan Boli.
"First Senior Brother, what has happened?" Wu Yu was startled.
Night Wishes for Snow smiled slightly. Amidst cheers, he came up close to Wu Yu. "The elders are preparing for war, and the only ones at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation realm standing free are myself and Boli. For such a momentous occasion, I'm sure you would not prefer Boli to be the one to test you, right?"
Wu Yu understood now.
Night Wishes for Snow would be the guardian for this level!
Of course he was qualified.
Out of all the disciples, he had an impressive reputation, and was unquestionably the foremost disciple in the Heavenly Sword Sect. Feng Xueya himself could directly appoint him as an elder, or perhaps even higher.
And for the moment, Night Wishes for Snow was practically Feng Xueya's heir. He was the future leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
He was the first disciple!
Wu Yu naturally held him in high regard.
But respect was respect. Wu Yu wanted to surpass all of them, even Feng Xueya himself!
That was why when Night Wishes for Snow spoke thus, Wu Yu broke out into a smile, saying, "If that's the case, then Junior Brother here will risk the insult."
"No need to hold back. We are all family. If you surpass me, that is a moment of great joy for our sect. I, Night Wishes for Snow, will accept it with all my heart!"
Amongst them, the most conflicted one was Su Yanli. She had seen Wu Yu climb step by step from the very bottom. It had been a mere two years!
She was a genius, yet had only improved by one tier in these two years.
Whereas Wu Yu was the real genius who had flown ahead!
The legendary first disciple, Night Wishes for Snow, and the up-and-coming Wu Yu, who had even slain Mo Xiudao. Who was stronger?
The disciples were inflamed with passion.
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Chapter 0144: Great Dao of the Golden Sword
In truth, not even Lan Boli had entered the Scripture Holding Depository on the eighth level before.
Lan Boli could not challenge and beat any elder.
And now Wu Yu was actually surpassing her. He and Night Wishes for Snow stood on the battlefield of the eighth level of the Dao Querying Pagoda.
"You have the Art of Sword Flight. Let's fight outside so it's fairer for you," Night Wishes for Snow said.
"No need." From within his Sumeru Pouch, Wu Yu retrieved the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword, splitting it into its halves and wielding them in both hands.
"Very well."
Night Wishes for Snow had also pulled out his own immortal treasure from his Sumeru Pouch. It was a golden sword, fair as snow. There were two Spirit Designs on it. One shimmered with golden light, the other glittered with bone-chilling cold.
Wu Yu remembered that he had mentioned he was originally of the metal sword dao but had later laid down the immortal root Heart of the Blizzard, giving him the power of two opposing dao, metal and ice. He had combined metal and ice together to make his name by creating an extremely deadly sword dao!
Whoosh!
Both faced each other, their auras clashing.
Although they had a good relationship, and Wu Yu deeply respected him, neither would budge on their path of dao. Only an all-out fight would be a worthy sign of showing their respect to the other!
"Honestly, when you surpassed Junior Sister Su and Junior Brother Mo, I knew a day would come when you would surpass me as well. And now we will see if today is that day! Junior Brother, watch yourself!"
From the fight in the Sky Region Forest, Night Wishes for Snow had already treated Wu Yu as an equal.
The fight for the first disciple began suddenly!
Whoosh!
Both sword cultivators activated their powers at a distance, closing on each other with great speed. They were like two bolts of golden light!
Within Night Wishes for Snow's golden beam, a blizzard raged on. And Wu Yu's golden beam was also divided into black and white!
Weng!
Wu Yu saw that Night Wishes for Snow's sword had morphed into a translucent gold that shone brilliantly. As it lunged towards him, it spat golden snowflakes that flew wildly. Each was a fatal attack!
Night Wishes for Snow had eight spiritual sources, and his spiritual power was resplendent. His golden snowflakes whirled and landed, an awe-inspiring scene of beauty that took the disciples' breath away.
"First Senior Brother has improved enormously in recent years. In less than 10 years, he will reach the Jindan Dao Realm!" Mo Shishu said admiringly.
Su Yanli was watching Wu Yu, a smile playing across her lips. She had always understood Wu Yu well, and knew that the composed expression on his face meant that he was fairly confident.
All rested on that instant!
Yin Yang Sword Wheel!
Wu Yu could clearly feel that the immortal root was one with his body. Through the immortal root, he divided his spiritual power into his left and right hands. It was as though two different systems were running concurrently in his body. Even his mind itself could temporarily divide itself into two, under the support of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel.
One of him, but almost as though there were two of him.
Two selves that each used a type of spiritual power. They exploded forth at the same time!
It was still the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike!
One strike. Yin and yang energy dawned, as if the world had been born for the first time! The sword qi that burst forth seemed simple, but its power was terrifying. Wu Yu's thrust completely ignored Night Wishes for Snow's flurry of snowflakes. His sword cleaved for Night Wishes for Snow's throat!
"Return!"
Night Wishes for Snow smiled slightly. His sword angled differently, and the shower of golden snowflakes returned to him. They quickly formed a golden whirlwind, tugging at Wu Yu's Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike. At the same time, they engulfed Wu Yu like a tsunami. The countless snowflakes were on the verge of completely swallowing Wu Yu!
Oh!
A sword pierced through, scattering the snowflakes!
This scene was the pinnacle of beauty. Everyone watched, rapt.
Hu, hu, hu!
Wu Yu's sword had been stopped, while the shower of snowflakes had also peeled away.
Night Wishes for Snow was just about to recall his shower of snowflakes when he sensed danger. From the left, there was actually still a burst of sword qi that was about to pierce him through!
Evidently, his golden snowflakes could not kill Wu Yu, but he would die to this sword from Wu Yu!
Whoosh!
Both pulled back their attacks at the same time!
Suddenly, the skirmish ceased. The eighth floor of the Dao Querying Pagoda returned to a peaceful state.
Amongst the spectators, some of the disciples who were too low-level did not understand what had just happened. How could things have suddenly been concluded?
At least Su Yanli and the others understood clearly. Wu Yu had attacked with two swords, and not one. As for Night Wishes for Snow, he had not been able to stop Wu Yu's second blade.
As expected, Night Wishes for Snow laughed bitterly. "It's true that there is always someone better. This time, I have lost. Junior Brother is truly mighty. Out of all that I have met, you wreak the most havoc on the Immortal Dao!"
This was high praise indeed!
The audience was in an uproar.
With Night Wishes for Snow's declaration, victory had been decided. Wu Yu had not won easily, but he had won nevertheless. As for this victory, it had largely been due to the merits of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel.
Otherwise, how could Wu Yu defeat the Golden Blizzard Swordcraft with just one sword?
"Damn me, Wu Yu, you're really heaven-defying. I don't dare to call myself your senior brother. Back then, I was still something, but now that I know you, I finally realize that I, Mo Shishu, am a retard!" The crowd surged up, celebrating Wu Yu's breakthrough.
Amongst the crowd, Wu Yu could see Su Yanli and Lan Shuiyue. They were also smiling broadly. After seeing the Ninth Spirit's compelling attractiveness, their manner seemed more real and genuine.
"Junior Brother, congratulations. From now on, you are my role model." Su Yanli's look was frank. She had always seen Wu Yu as her younger brother.
As for Lan Shuiyue, she wrestled with complex emotions. After this last interval, she felt like Wu Yu's cultivation had rapidly grown, leaving her further and further behind. Just like how he had grasped the sword and flown into the sky, she felt like she could never catch up to him now.
In the crowd, Wu Yu could only smile and sheepishly end their exchange of looks.
Suddenly, he thought of the taste of her mouth. It hadn't been bad...
"That's enough. Back to your own business. Don't hinder Wu Yu from choosing his dao technique." Night Wishes for Snow led the crowd away.
"A pity. If we gave Wu Yu more time, even a year, he could have been a force to be reckoned with for the Heavenly Sword Sect."
"Such an unparalleled genius actually emerged from the Heavenly Sword Sect, but we didn't buy him enough time. Sigh..."
They left in dribs and drabs. Hearing such exclamations, Wu Yu was swamped with ambivalence.
"Is there truly no time?"
He did not believe it. He refused to believe it.
He entered the Scripture Holding Depository, spending two days to understand all the dao techniques in the place. Now that he was initiated to the sword dao, and not limited to staff dao, he chose dao techniques a lot more speedily. Before long, Wu Yu had chosen the sword dao technique with the most fatal power.
The Great Dao of the Golden Sword was said to be an entry-level Jindan dao technique. Feng Xueya was a specialist in this Jindan dao technique, and if Wu Yu could quickly gain familiarity with the Great Dao of the Golden Sword in short order, it would have great potency, at least becoming equal to the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike.
As for the Demon Subduing Staff, it was difficult to find an appropriate dao technique for the Demon Subduing Staff within the Heavenly Sword Sect, and so Wu Yu had given up on it for the moment.
Of course, he was not giving up on the explosive, intense soul within him!
After choosing the Great Dao of the Golden Sword, he left, returning to Heaven's Equal Peak.
"Wu Yu, let's go over to Master's. He might have some orders for us."
After returning, Night Wishes for Snow called him along, as well as the other elders and Lan Boli.
"Alright."
The group was all at least at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, except Wu Yu. Arriving at the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, they were facing no attack at the moment. Feng Xueya and the elders were recuperating. After fighting a prolonged battle of more than two months, it was fairly taxing on them.
It was apparent that Feng Xueya's eyes were haggard. These days had taken a huge toll on him.
"Wu Yu." Seeing Wu Yu arrive, Feng Xueya's expression softened, and he smiled. "I hear you defeated your first senior brother."
The Five Elders also looked at Wu Yu with pride. Even Lan Huayi, who had once hated Wu Yu, looked on him warmly. Her current image was quite appealing, and she was quite the match for Feng Xueya...
Night Wishes for Snow answered for Wu Yu, "Junior Brother's improvement is astonishing. I am no longer his match."
Feng Xueya spoke with feeling. "Back then, I underestimated Sun Wudao. Who knew that he would actually bring you to such a level. I cannot work my mind around it. Impressive... A pity that this spiritual qi spring did not come a year later. Otherwise, we would not be where we are now..."
He also felt that with Wu Yu's current speed, he could influence the battle in just a year's time.
Back then, if it was not for the lack of attention on Wu Yu, the number of people who would have liked to snatch Wu Yu's inheritance were numerous. Only, a thing like the Jingu Bang could not be taken away. And now that Wu Yu was strong, he had won admiration on the back of his own ability and will.
After expressing their regrets and exchanging pleasantries, they turned to the real problem. Feng Xueya said, "In these two months, the enemy has not attacked with their full force. Rather, it seems like they are playing for time. This pattern is getting clearer and clearer. They rush into the 10,000 Swords Formation without heart. What do you think is the reason?"
He had called Wu Yu and the others over to listen to their opinions.
Amongst them, a ninth tier Qi Condensation elder offered, "Could it be that they have been disheartened by the difficulty, and are preparing to give up?"
"Given my understanding of them, that's not possible." Feng Xueya declined.
"From their position, they must feel like they could take the Heavenly Sword Sect once they break the 10,000 Swords Formation. So no matter what, their first goal must be to break the 10,000 Swords Formation, right?" Night Wishes for Snow said.
He was analyzing their reason by trying to think like them.
Wu Yu's train of thought wandered. Following Night Wishes for Snow's words, he added, "There's a possibility that they might be feigning an attack to defray our suspicions. Perhaps they are waiting for some capability to break the 10,000 Swords Formation. Or it might be a person."
In these days, Wu Yu had come to realize that the 10,000 Swords Formation was not so easily broken. And given the current situation, if the enemy did not want to throw away needless lives, then the Heavenly Sword Sect could hold out for at least half a year.
"A person?"
Feng Xueya frowned. "We have just discussed it among ourselves. We, too, feel that they are waiting for something. If it is a person, where could this person be from? A demon?"
They were thinking through the three different forces.
They looked around at each other, trying to think of the place.
"East Sea. There are innumerable ghostly cultivators. The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts are merely small players..." Lan Huayi said reluctantly.
"Given the status of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, it is normal for them to know one or two who can break the 10,000 Swords Formation. But are they willing to give the newcomer a share?" Elder Shentu mused.
Feng Xueya harrumphed. "That's none of our concern. The key is, given the way things have been moving, this possibility is... very real."
What should be done?
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Chapter 0145: Qinghua of the Eas
The 10,000 Swords Formation required all nine to sit in defense. If a single one were to leave, the 10,000 Swords Formation would take severe damage if attacked.
The enemies might even completely break through the 10,000 Swords Formation and rush into the Bipo Mountain Range.
That would be extremely perilous.
That was why Feng Xueya and the others had not left the place in two months. It was difficult to know what was happening with their enemy.
And from the information they gleaned from these two months, their enemies seemed to be waiting for a formation-dismantling expert to arrive.
They were temporarily at a loss, unsure of what to do.
"If such a person really exists, we have to know everything about that person. Are they a Jindan power? Have they arrived?" Lan Huayi said.
But their strongest nine had to stay here. How could they gather intelligence?
And if the enemy suddenly attacked, it would be difficult for them to retreat here. Such a risky undertaking could not be considered.
At this point, Night Wishes for Snow said, "I can sneak out the next time they attack the 10,000 Swords Formation. I will approach their base camp, and see if I can find out any news."
Hearing Night Wishes for Snow speak thus, the ninth tier Qi Condensation elders also stepped forward, willing to participate.
"Night Wish is the pillar of our future. He cannot be risked. Let us go in his stead," they urged.
Night Wishes for Snow shook his head. "We are in the midst of a crisis. As the eldest disciple of the Sect Leader, I should be willing to contribute my strength, and even my life. All of you need not argue this matter."
His attitude was righteous and calm, worthy of admiration.
Wu Yu had been considering this matter as well. When Night Wishes for Snow stood forward, he joined him, saying, "Esteemed elders, please leave this matter to myself and First Senior Brother. At the first sign of danger, I can use the Art of Sword Flight to return to the 10,000 Swords Formation at the fastest speed."
Others at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation realm could not possibly run faster than Jiang Xie and the others. The distance was just too great.
When Wu Yu spoke up, Feng Xueya nodded with pride. "This matter will be left up to the pair of you. The safety of our Heavenly Sword Sect is on your shoulders. But remember - do not throw away your lives; be careful always."
They were unable to leave the 10,000 Swords Formation, but the need for information was urgent. Only those at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation realm and above were up to it.
These two disciples made Feng Xueya especially proud. Since they were willing to step forward, Feng Xueya would definitely support them.
"I am proud of the both of you." Feng Xueya looked at them, speaking clearly.
"Master, don't worry." There was so much that he wanted to say, but that was all he could manage. Wu Yu knew that it was time for him to fight for the sect!
The kindness of his master was a debt that had to be repaid. That was a rule.
The 20-odd Spirit Concentration Pills that he had borrowed were now all converted into spiritual power that coursed throughout his body. It was a rush of hot, liquid power that had been bestowed on him by the brothers and sisters of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
There were no sad feelings, only the passion of a man.
And at this moment, the 10,000 Swords Formation shook violently from the recommencement of attack. However, it was as lacklustre as the previous day's. From this alone, it seemed like the person they were waiting for was almost here. Otherwise, they would not be selling the fake so lazily.
"Junior Brother, let's go!"
The sword dao guided their hearts. Without a shred of hesitation, Night Wishes for Snow preceded him into the 10,000 Swords Formation. Feng Xueya and the others had opened a safe path for them to leave easily. But on the other side, they faced a stiff battering from Jiang Xie and the others.
They were employing dao techniques to bring wind and fire against the formation. It was another clash of strength!
With the Disorienting Mist Formation present, it was not easy for them to enter. They would need at least an hour.
Wu Yu again dived into the 10,000 Swords Formation. His heart could not help but long to use his own Spirit Designs. One Spirit Design alone was incredibly powerful. Anyone who entered a Spirit Design would be trapped, having to fight the elements of nature itself. Against a mortal army, the whirlwind of swords could have cut down a million men.
And above their heads, longswords continued to whistle by.
Whoosh!
They were out of the 10,000 Swords Formation. There was nothing but forest before them. The two hid in the scrub, advancing cautiously. With all of the strong fighters within the 10,000 Swords Formation, the strongest within the camp were a few ninth tier Qi Condensation Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples.
After a while, they could see the base camp.
On one side was a sea of demons. On the other was the laughing and chatting disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. They were extremely at ease, carefree smiles plastered on their faces.
It was precisely them who had caused the Heavenly Sword Sect to sink into the troubled state that it currently was in.
Wu Yu and Night Wishes for Snow both hated them with deep feeling.
"If we get close, we will definitely be found out by them. But if we do not get near, how will we know their plans? Junior Brother, do you have any ideas?" Night Wishes for Snow frowned.
On their way here, Wu Yu had been racking his brain for solutions as well.
His gaze fell on the few ninth tier Qi Condensation disciples. Before he left, Wu Yu had been afraid of them. But no longer.
These were the elders of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect.
"See that one with the purple eyes?" Night Wishes for Snow pointed at a person who was surrounded by the other elders. They seemed to treat him as the leader. They were enjoying wine and talking about something.
That person had an exceptional quality about him. He looked to be about the same age as Night Wishes for Snow, and the most striking feature about him was a pair of purple eyes. It was terrifying.
"I see him." Wu Yu had seen him before, often standing by Jiang Xie's side.
"That's Jiang Xie's first disciple. He's my old rival." Night Wishes for Snow narrowed his eyes. It was his old enemy.
Wu Yu had killed Jiang Junlin and Mo Xiudao. Jiang Xie had a total of three disciples, one of which was his son. And now, only his oldest disciple, Qinghua of the East, was left.
At this point, Wu Yu suddenly thought of an idea. "Senior Brother, I feel that eavesdropping may not yield the information we want. We have to kidnap somebody. Moreover, this person must be at least at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation realm; otherwise, it is likely they will not know Jiang Xie and the others' true plans."
"Well said. But how do we accomplish this?"
Wu Yu looked over, his gaze going hard. "You go and kill a few people to attract their attention. Seeing you, they will definitely send two or more to chase you. You escape when you can. I'll be lying in ambush at the side, unseen. When the opportunity presents itself, I'll go nab one and then bring the person to you using the Art of Sword Flight. Once we link up, we immediately return to the 10,000 Swords Formation! As long as Jiang Xie and the others do not come out, they cannot catch me with the Art of Sword Flight."
At this time, the Art of Sword Flight was Wu Yu's greatest weapon.
"Although it is a risk, I think this is the only way. Junior Brother, you're even more brazen than I am!" Night Wishes for Snow considered it, and then committed.
"Senior Brother, you must judge it carefully. Do not let them surround you." This plan would test Night Wishes for Snow severely as well.
"Don't worry, that's easily enough done. You, on the other hand, have to take down somebody quickly. That's much harder."
"Senior Brother, run around the 10,000 Swords Formation as you make your escape. When I find you, we can enter the 10,000 Swords Formation at speed."
"No problem."
After fleshing out the details, Wu Yu hid along the path of Night Wishes for Snow's escape. As for Night Wishes for Snow, he pulled out his immortal treasure longsword, shifting into a beam of golden light that flashed towards the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples.
"Qinghua of the East!"
The hundreds of Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were basking in the daylight, extremely relaxed. Suddenly, a sword cultivator rushed out of the trees, attacking without a word. A blizzard tore through them, rampaging and ravaging. In the blink of an eye, more than 10 disciples at the third to fifth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm were dead, their corpses littering the plain!
"Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples are of the orthodox path. Yet you fraternize with demons and ghostly cultivators! You are worse than swine. I, Night Wishes for Snow, will kill every single one of you that comes against me!"
He bellowed his laughter. Night Wishes for Snow went through them like a scythe harvesting the wheat. A sweep of his sword, and corpses fell to the floor.
"Qinghua of the East. You trash. Dare you compare yourself against someone on my level?" Night Wishes for Snow was extremely warm towards his own brothers, but he was a copy of Feng Xueya against outsiders. He never hesitated when he killed.
"Swine!"
Qinghua of the East had been chatting gaily with others when such a thing had actually happened. His face immediately changed. He rushed out of the circle, chasing. His face was grim, his purple eyes flashing. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled!
"Looking to die?!"
The other elders had come rushing as well.
The Zhongyuan Dao Sect was suddenly thrown into chaos. The demons were laughing at their misery. They only watched the battle, but offered no aid.
Night Wishes for Snow, seeing the disciples of the ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivator come killing, did not stop, turning immediately to leave. Things were proceeding as planned, and he rushed into the forest without a backward glance.
"Scoundrel, don't you dare try to leave!"
As expected, seeing an old enemy like Night Wishes for Snow, Qinghua of the East was even more incensed, immediately giving chase and leaving the rest in the dust. Instead, it was the other elders who hesitated. They numbered five, and they wanted to dissuade Qinghua of the East from chasing. They were worried that it was a trap, but they were too late. Qinghua of the East had already left.
Whoosh!
They hesitated for a while, then decided to leave three on guard. The other two followed behind Qinghua of the East, taking up the chase as well. But they were a considerable distance behind him.
A total of three people, one in front and two behind!
A chase through the forest!
Night Wishes for Snow was a sword cultivator, so his speed was ferocious. It was fairly tiring for Qinghua of the East to catch up with him. However, Night Wishes for Snow purposely slowed to allow him to keep up.
He continued to run the loop.
Wu Yu was not far away from Qinghua of the East. His powerful physique traversed through the forest at speed, and very quickly locked on to Qinghua of the East.
Behind Wu Yu were two elders.
"The original plan was to take the straggler. But there are two behind, and Qinghua of the East is alone.
"If the last one was alone, I would have ample time to deal with him.
"But now, I might as well choose Qinghua of the East. He is of high status, and his chances of being cognizant of the core secrets are higher. Besides, catching him will be about as good as capturing Jiang Ding.
"Although the two elders behind will catch up in a few breaths' time, choosing Qinghua of the East means that I can join forces with Senior Brother in an instant!"
Wu Yu was rapidly changing his plan as he pursued.
"Next up, we'll see if I have synergy with Senior Brother!"
If they were on the same page, they could pincer him in an instant!
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Chapter 0146: Dark Entropic Lord
Weng!
Wu Yu appeared on Qinghua of the East's left flank!
Drawing his dual blades, his eyes burned with roiling sword qi!
Whoosh!
Suddenly changing his trajectory towards Qinghua of the East, both Wu Yu and Qinghua burst out of the foliage into the open field in front of them at the same time!
If he wanted to take down Qinghua, it had to be now!
The moment had come!
Night Wishes for Snow arrived at the open field first, but he could vaguely sense the presence of two people hot on his heels. He could feel that one of them was Wu Yu, and he also knew that the two elders trailed behind these two. He could make a guess at what risky manoeuvre Wu Yu had in mind.
He was ready!
Sensing Wu Yu's sudden change of trajectory, Night Wishes for Snow immediately turned, executing the Explosive Dawn Snowfall Strike on the enemy behind him!
As the skill flew backwards, Qinghua was immediately engulfed by a golden blizzard the moment he entered the clearing.
"Insignificant!"
Having dealt with his old opponent's skill many times before, Qinghua of the East was unperturbed.
In addition, he felt movement from his left and guessed that the elders had caught up to him.
Right then, what appeared was an unexpected, young face.
Wu Yu!
His violet irises enlarged in surprise.
"Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike!"
Not one but two sword qis shook the heavens and earth as they pierced into the heart of the icy blizzard. Night Wishes for Snow had summoned the blizzard to close off Qinghua of the East's escape routes.
"No!"
It was only then that Qinghua that realized the true fatal blow was coming from Wu Yu!
Although Wu Yu had defeated Mo Xiudao with this attack, Qinghua was under the impression that its power was far from his own level. He could never have imagined that Wu Yu could wield such a domineering power of two sword qis.
Pa, pa, pa!
As a lattice of lightning dispersed before his eyes, one of the sword qis exploded into nine parts, entering into his flesh and puncturing right through!
"Ah!"
Qinghua screamed as he was incapacitated on the spot.
By then, Wu Yu had reached Qinghua's location. In truth, it was only because he had help that he was able to injure Qinghua of the East.
"You!" bellowed Qinghua of the East as he looked at Wu Yu with a bewildered expression, the disbelief apparent in his eyes.
Wu Yu's improvements were truly terrifying.
He whipped out the Demon Subduing Staff and landed a single solid blow on the side of Qinghua's head, knocking him out cold.
Following this, Night Wishes for Snow used an immortal treasure in the form of a shimmering iron chain to completely constrict Qinghua. Pulling his senior brother onto his flying sword, Wu Yu took to the skies without a second thought!
"We did it!"
Night Wishes for Snow stood upon the flying sword as he gripped one end of the iron chain immortal treasure tightly, effectively suspending Qinghua in mid-air.
Just as the two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples flew off with their enemy in tow, the other two elders arrived on the scene. Upon seeing Wu Yu, their jaws dropped!
"Impossible!"
"What trickery has Night Wishes for Snow resorted to? To be able to capture Qinghua of the East?"
"This cannot be happening!"
"What a vexing predicament!"
They still had not realized that the main perpetrator was Wu Yu.
Although Qinghua of the East had sensed that somebody was close by, he did not think much about it as he assumed that it was just an elder.
Moreover, Wu Yu and other sword cultivators excelled at close range combat. Although the Zhongyuan Dao Sect's dao techniques were extremely powerful, they were at a disadvantage in close proximity battles.
As they were still in dangerous territory, the two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples wasted not a single breath as they hurtled straight into the 10,000 Swords Formation. In reality, Feng Xueya had already been long expecting their arrival.
Wu Yu sailed through the 10,000 Swords Formation unimpeded.
It was not long before they reached the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords after clearing the formation. The two of them wore expressions of proud exhilaration as Night Wishes for Snow unceremoniously tossed Qinghua of the East onto the dirt, causing him to cry out in pain.
"Captive number two."
Upon seeing the sorry state that Qinghua of the East was in, the gathered crowd swelled with emotions of excitement. Even the inexorable Feng Xueya let out a tiny grin. After all, the ones who had managed to pull off this critical mission were his own two disciples.
"You guys, interrogate them for all information." Feng Xueya and the other elders were still committed to battling Jiang Xie and could not afford to divert their attention.
Although Qinghua of the East was bound tight and riddled with sword wounds that still seeped fresh blood, a truly pitiful image, he was not a fool. He knew that if he did not cooperate at this stage, his enemies would easily sever his spiritual sources, condemning him to a life of sorrow and regret.
"Fine, you have proven yourselves capable. Ask what you must, but do not lay a finger on me, or I will make sure you regret it!" announced Qinghua obstinately.
The crowd gathered around him as Night Wishes for Snow led the interrogation. Qinghua withheld nothing as he was being questioned, and their suspicions were soon confirmed. The person hailing from the East Sea was called Dark Entropic Lord, and while he was only at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, he had amassed an entire lifetime's worth of research on spirit designs. He fully understood the inner workings of the 10,000 Swords Formation. It was rumored that he only needed three to four days to disable the 10,000 Swords Formation.
Furthermore, if he were not such an indolent character, he would have arrived by now, but it was predicted that he would arrive no later than in two days' time. When he did, the 10,000 Swords Formation would not be able to hold out for much longer.
"Cease your futile struggle. Once the 10,000 Swords Formation falls, it will be the Heavenly Sword Sect's doomsday. If I were you, I'd flee the Bipo Mountain Range and obediently hand it over to us." Qinghua was still extremely arrogant despite his position as a captive.
"Such arrogance even though death is at hand?" Wu Yu's anger was direct, and since they had already gleaned all they needed to know, he wanted Qinghua's life.
"Junior Brother, this piece of human trash can still serve a purpose, leave him be for now," interjected Night Wishes for Snow.
At this moment, the opposition withdrew from the boundaries of the 10,000 Swords Formation as Feng Xueya and the elders gained precious time to recuperate. However, the new revelation was nothing but bad news to them.
"The Dark Entropic Lord is arriving within the next two days, and the 10,000 Swords Formation will be broken in another three to four nights!" Feng Xueya furrowed his eyebrows in frustration.
His plan was to stall for time with the 10,000 Swords Formation while searching for a lifeline. Now that the formation's dissolution was imminent, what could he do?
There was no answer to this question.
It was only a matter of time before a creeping feeling of hopelessness would spread amongst everyone.
The combination of the tripartite coalition and the Dark Entropic Lord nearly doubled the offensive capabilities of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"Bring forth Jiang Ding and Qinghua of the East. Although they are pieces of trash, they may be able to buy us some time should the 10,000 Swords Formation fall." Feng Xueya was a little despondent. Looking back, he could bear to hand over everything he had slowly built over the years and even the Bipo Mountain Range itself. However, he could not bear to see his disciples' corpses litter the mountain, creating flowing rivers of blood...
Qinghua burst into crazed laughter, saying, "This is what you wanted to know, you cannot blame me. Feng Xueya, Lan Huayi, you can stop with the last ditch efforts. This Bipo Mountain Range belongs to the Zhongyuan Dao Sect! It is such a waste to have a group of sword-wielding mongrels like you occupying such vast amounts of spiritual qi!"
"You!"
Not many could hold back upon being humiliated so.
All of a sudden, Wu Yu shot forward, manifesting a blade from his fingertips. Using his other hand to pry open Qinghua's mouth, he rammed his fingertips into the orifice, detaching his tongue in a swift motion.
The crowd was stunned as they shifted their gazes between Wu Yu and the now bloody-mouthed Qinghua of the East...
...
"Spare your dogshit!"
Jiang Xie was in a jocular mood prior to hearing the news. Now his face was pale as he hopped up and down with thunderous rage.
"You say Qinghua was beaten by Night Wishes for Snow and brought into the 10,000 Swords Formation? Their strengths are evenly matched, how could he have lost within a couple of breaths?"
The two elders were contrite as they said, "We do not understand either, we were just behind him, but in the span of a single technique, he had been captured and taken to the skies."
"Bullshit!" Jiang Xie roared as his outstretched palm splayed across the faces of the two elders, sending them sprawling across the ground.
Not far away, the Ninth Spirit chuckled, saying, "It must be my Wu Yu becoming stronger yet again. I look forward to the day where he is unparalleled...Jiu Er's Wu Yu is indeed amazing."
Jiang Xie had already guessed it as he shot the Ninth Spirit a dirty look. However, he knew that it would be meaningless to butt heads with her now.
Ultimately, after tolerating her up to this point, it would be over soon.
At this point, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had already gone to receive the Dark Entropic Lord earlier on. Looking up, one could see the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts leading a demonic figure to where Jiang Xie and the Ninth Spirit stood.
It was an emaciated elder who barely had wisps of hair hanging onto his wrinkled skull. His face was riddled with dark spots and he only had one eye's worth of vision. As his lips parted, one could see that he had but a few teeth remaining, and his arms were gnarled like the claws of a chicken. He was hideous in all senses of the word.
However, the old man was still extremely lustful. Desire seeped from his single good eye and his tongue lay hanging the moment he caught sight of the Ninth Spirit.
Although the Ninth Spirit had been wearing a veil during this period, her allure was still unmatched.
"Jiu Er has only one person in her heart. If you continue staring, I will dig your eyeball out of its socket." Ninth Spirit's gaze grew considerably colder.
"Hehe, don't be mad, gorgeous. This old man will look no longer." The Dark Entropic Lord cackled.
Jiang Xie was anxious as he hurriedly greeted the Dark Entropic Lord, quickly establishing familiarity. The Dark Entropic Lord studied the 10,000 Swords Formation and leered, speaking, "This is simple. I will first disable the Disorienting Mist Formation before tackling the 10,000 Swords Formation. I will only need four days at most to break the Heavenly Sword Sect's lifeline. It is not a difficult task, leave it to this old man."
"Then we will leave it to the Dark Entropic Lord. After the matter is settled, I will definitely compensate the Dark Entropic Lord." Jiang Xie beamed. With four days remaining, the annihilation of the Heavenly Sword Sect was around the corner.
Right then, the Dark Entropic Lord looked at Jiang Xie and the Ninth Spirit with a sinister gleam in his eye. He spoke, "Dark Entropic Lord has a tiny condition that he hopes the two of you may satisfy."
"Ah, please speak." Jiang Xie knew that this person would not be easy to deal with.
Dark Entropic Lord chortled as he replied, "Then this elder will spare the formalities. What I want is 500 live beauties above the fifth tier of the Body Refining Realm. This should be an insignificant request for both of you."
500!
Jiang Xie's eyes darkened as he naturally knew what this old devil would do with the 500 ladies. Even amongst the shadowy dealings of the ghostly cultivators, as long as they fell into the Dark Entropic Lord's grasp, the 500 girls would know neither life nor death and exist in a hellish purgatory.
However, Jiang Xie did not mind as they were not Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples anyway.
The problem was that according to their arrangement, the captives from the Heavenly Sword Sect belonged to the demons.
He believed that those female disciples would rather be devoured by demons than be sent to the Dark Entropic Lord.
"What does Ninth Spirit think?" asked Jiang Xie.
The Ninth Spirit looked at him before looking at the Dark Entropic Lord, smiling. "Merely 500, of course it is not a problem. Dark Entropic Lord may feel free to have them."
"Haha!"
Everyone burst out into laughter.
The deal was done.
But after the laughter subsided, the Ninth Spirit's gaze towards the Dark Entropic Lord secretly began to turn murderous.
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Chapter 0147: Die With No Regrets
The Heavenly Sword Sect was already prepared to fight to the death.
Through these arrangements, the unaffiliated servants were already gathered near the Valley of Immortal Fate. Once the 10,000 Swords Formation was broken, they could scatter and run towards the Sky Region Forest, hiding separately. The Sky Region Forest was huge, and they had some martial capabilities. A majority should be able to live.
A few external disciples who were unwilling to die here had also been granted their freedom by Feng Xueya. He allowed them to mingle with the servants. If the 10,000 Swords Formation broke, Feng Xueya would hold the enemies back and they would not be able to reach the Valley of Immortal Fate that quickly.
A majority of the core disciples and above vowed to live and die with the Heavenly Sword Sect. They were all congregated at the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. There were over a thousand disciples here. This group included all the core disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and were led by Wu Yu, Night Wishes for Snow, Lan Boli, and the others.
Jiang Ding and Qinghua of the East were being forced to kneel before everyone.
Today, the Heavenly Sword Sect was silent as a tomb. Everyone was watching the elders and the Sect Leader on the stone swords.
The will of the Heavenly Sword Sect was anchored by Feng Xueya. All these years, virtually all the disciples had been influenced by him. The sword dao was without enemies. No fear in their hearts!
They would die without regrets for the swords in their hands.
The gloom that had plagued them in these days had given way to the rising passion of the disciples as the fateful battle loomed before them. The immortal treasures in their hands were pointed in the direction of the enemy, at the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. Light gleamed off their swords, and their will soared!
"To have the honor of standing with all of you here against our enemies is an unforgettable memory I will cherish all my life!"
Beside Wu Yu was Su Yanli, as was Mo Shishu and Qing Mang.
Qing Mang had not yet managed to condense qi, but she had not backed away, boldly coming to stand here. She too hefted a sword, preparing to draw blood.
Perhaps because everyone was young, and had never been in such a situation before, fear clouded their hearts. After all, many had never even met a real demon before. But many more were fearless, buoyed by their faith! Wu Yu looked at every face. They were young and frail but had the courage to stand here. They would not be conquered!
In life, they were the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
In death, they would be the spirits of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Although Wu Yu was not pessimistic, he could already see the endless rivers of blood before him. Even though the battle had yet to commence, he could see every young face before him flat on the ground, their faces pale and their eyes dim. They would vanish alongside their young dreams.
"Qing Mang, Senior Sister..."
Suddenly, he saw the young Qing Mang dead at his feet. He stared fearfully at her. Behind her were ghostly cultivators and demons...
He saw Su Yanli crumpled in his arms, her eyes forever closed as she wasted away into bones.
He saw every familiar face litter the plain as a corpse.
All the people who had lent Wu Yu Spirit Concentration Pills - Wu Yu was unable to pay back the debt.
"No!"
Wu Yu suddenly came to his senses. Everyone was still around him. It was just a cruel figment of his imagination.
But it was what he wished to see the least.
"Junior Brother, what's the matter?" Su Yanli had not smiled for a long time, and her eyes were hollow as well. She had not seen the same rocket-like improvement that Wu Yu had, and perhaps was feeling even more anxious at this point.
Thinking of the first time they met, she was beautiful like a goddess. Riding her Immortal Crane, she had led Wu Yu to the path of dao.
She thought of that time he was sealed, when Wu Yu had vowed to become her junior brother. She had smiled, and believed him.
"They're coming in!"
Suddenly, the 10,000 Swords Formation shook.
Wu Yu lifted his head to look. Feng Xueya and the others looked more grim than ever before. The nine mighty warriors stood on the stone swords, fighting together to control the 10,000 Swords Formation.
From the looks on their faces, it was clear that the enemy's attack today was different than before!
Bang!
The 10,000 Swords Formation shuddered strongly.
Each shake was a test to the 1,000 disciples. Stay? Or leave? But happily, the hatred in their eyes only intensified. No one wanted to leave! Or perhaps, some had waited for this battle to the death for too long.
Time lapsed by!
Wu Yu's eyes were open wide as he watched Feng Xueya and the others use their vast reserves of spiritual power to hold out the attack!
In the 10,000 Swords Formation, sword qi flew everywhere, rolling over everything like a tsunami!
Suddenly, their expressions changed.
First, the Disorienting Mist Formation was broken. In an instant, the rolling mist that had cloaked the Bipo Mountain Range for all these days vanished. The intense sun beat down, illuminating all that it touched. The mountains and rivers sparkled even more brilliantly under the bright rays.
The Bipo Mountain Range had returned to its former self.
But this was not a good thing! It was even more dangerous!
Wu Yu and the others could clearly see that the 10,000 Swords Formation had lost its cover. The swords gleamed as they flew on, slicing into a crowd of people ahead. It was Jiang Xie, the Ninth Spirit, and the others. About 20 of them were thronging around an emaciated elder, who was the Dark Entropic Lord of the East Sea. They were protecting him while he took down the 10,000 Swords Formation!
"Feng Xueya, save your strength. Your 10,000 Swords Formation cannot hold out for more than a few days. If I were you, I would get down on my knees and beg for life. Perhaps you might still live."
Jiang Xie and the others could clearly see Feng Xueya's position. All had become clear now, and he laughed loudly.
From where they stood, they could see demons from all sides, forming a huge mass that stared malevolently at them. Demonic aura overwhelmed them and fanned the flames of anxiety in their hearts.
The disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect were smiling coldly as well, preparing to begin the slaughter.
Ping, ping, ping!
Even more sword qi barraged them, holding Jiang Xie and the others back with a wave of attacks and preventing them from advancing.
However, the Dark Entropic Lord was an expert in this aspect. Clearly, he was looking for the key spot in the 10,000 Swords Formation. Wu Yu did not understand what was happening, but he knew that if this continued, the 10,000 Swords Formation would fall in a few days. At that time, it would mean the doom of the Heavenly Sword Sect. For a battle of this scale, even if they did not lose, many amongst them would surely die!
A challenge between sects was a savage affair!
"What should I do?"
In this fight of Immortal Dao, what could he alone achieve?
Wu Yu raged internally. He wanted to kill them all, but was far from Jiang Xie's level.
And if he was not at that level, then he could not turn the tide. All his companions were doomed.
Wu Yu was racking his brains. The only thing that he could do was use the Art of Sword Flight.
"What can I do with the Art of Sword Flight?"
He could not see Su Yanli and the others swept up into the battle. He panicked. He wanted to change it all. Otherwise, how could he repay Feng Xueya for all the times he had saved his life?
"An Immortal Dao battle is just like a mortal battle, only with more power..."
He had been leading troops into battle since young, and had a natural grasp of battlefield tactics.
"If they turn out in full strength, then that means their home base is weak. I wonder how many pros were left behind at the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain."
Thinking thus, Wu Yu sprung into action. He quietly asked Feng Xueya, "Master, how many mighty warriors are left at the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain?"
It seemed like a majority of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect members that were third tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and above had turned up. There must've been hundreds more that remained back at the sect.
"There's one of the ninth tier qi condensation cultivator, and two of the ninth tier qi condensation cultivator."
He had hollowed out the core strength of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Even Feng Xueya aside, Lan Huayi and the others were still very strong!
Wu Yu understood now. Jiang Xie had it in for Feng Xueya and the nine who were pinned down controlling the 10,000 Swords Formation and unable to leave. He was completely unworried about the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain. After all, the Heavenly Sword Sect was completely bereft of anyone at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and above who could cause trouble to them.
One ninth tier Qi Condensation elder was enough for defense.
"It should be Jiang Xie's third brother, Jiang Ji."
Jiang Xie and his two brothers. One was in the Jindan Dao Realm, the other at the tenth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. One more at the ninth tier.
Feng Xueya naturally knew all the experts of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Eliminating those who were occupied at the 10,000 Swords Formation, only Jiang Ji was left.
"Wu Yu, what do you have in mind?" Feng Xueya recalled that Wu Yu had been a general in the mortal realm as well.
Wu Yu said, "The opponent has committed with all they have to surround and attack us, as if the Bipo Mountain Range were a city. And now, with the moat's demise imminent, our only chance is to send out some special forces to directly target the opponent's base camp. Force them to have to redirect forces back to save their headquarters before the moat falls!"
"A pity that they have Jiang Ji standing guard at the headquarters. We of the Heavenly Sword Sect have no such special force to speak of," Feng Xueya said, looking at him.
"We do!" Wu Yu stood up, his eyes blazing. He shouted it, his pride barely tempered.
"Who?"
Feng Xueya stared at him unflinchingly.
"I, Wu Yu!"
Just as he had expected, Wu Yu pointed a finger at himself. A conflagration burned behind his eyes.
Feng Xueya shook his head. "No way. You are not Jiang Ji's match."
He had considered this before as well. But after all, Wu Yu was his disciple, and he could not possibly ask Wu Yu to shoulder such a dangerous and important mission.
But unexpectedly, Wu Yu refused to back down. He said, "Master, I can use the Art of Sword Flight. That Jiang Ji might be powerful, but I will not face him head-on. I will run around and wreak havoc. Jiang Ji cannot do anything to me!"
This was possibly the first time that he had rebelled against Feng Xueya's will.
With everyone watching, Wu Yu spoke slowly and clearly. "Master, even if you oppose me this time, I have made up my mind. Please await my good news."
Wu Yu was right. But sending him to face Jiang Ji alone was still a risky affair. The odds of dying or losing a fight were still fairly high. He was taking a big risk. Even with the Art of Sword Flight, it did not mean that Jiang Ji would be helpless against him.
"Junior Brother, I will go with you." Night Wishes for Snow stood up.
But Wu Yu shook his head. "Let me go alone. Alone, I am more agile. Don't worry, I promise not to clash directly with Jiang Ji."
Night Wishes for Snow had no answer to this either. Wu Yu's words made sense. His greatest advantage was his agility.
Feng Xueya stared at him, considering silently at length.
"Remember. Before this old life fades, you are not allowed to die. Otherwise, your master will find it difficult to forgive you!" Feng Xueya's eyes were turning red at the rims.
"Master, I don't die easy!"
Wu Yu turned to face everyone.
"Everyone, if I don't return with enough Spirit Concentration Pills for everyone, then I won't return at all. The day we meet again, I hope that everyone is still well!"
His stirring speech finished, he hurled down the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword. Stepping on it, he flew into the skies, headed for the Valley of Immortal Fate!
Of course, he could not let Jiang Xie and the others spot his movements.
More than a thousand disciples watched him fly off jauntily. On this day, the man on the sword would forever live on in their memory.
"We sword cultivators fight with faith! We die with no regrets!"
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Chapter 0148: A Showdown with Jiang Ji
Wu Yu stealthily flew towards the Valley of Immortal Fate, passing through the 10,000 Swords Formation and leaving the Bipo Mountain Range.
In order not to be noticed, he took a circuitous route until he was behind them. Only then did he fly at full speed towards the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain.
The Dark Entropic Lord was breaking the formation readily, and Wu Yu knew that every second would count.
He flew up into the clouds, cutting through like the wind itself. The mountains and rivers below his feet shrank to miniatures. In a flash, he had left all of it far, far behind.
If not for the fact that the Heavenly Sword Sect was in danger, Wu Yu would slowly savor the feeling of flying. After all, this had long been his dream!
The turbulent winds buffeted and rocked him, but Wu Yu was at peace.
A savage peace.
"The struggle for the Immortal Dao is long and cruel. It's just a sect getting destroyed, their corpses littering the ground. That's a fairly common affair. Why should you care?" Ming Long sniffed loftily.
"I cannot stop the others, but the Heavenly Sword Sect was the place of my rebirth." His expedition this time was fraught with risk, but ever since he embarked on this journey, Wu Yu had not felt the slightest bit of regret.
After travelling continuously for more than a day through the clouds, he finally reached the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain in the clouds!
The entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect was built on the foundation of the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain. The Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain was built on extremely high ground, and mortals could not even scale it.
In a flash, Wu Yu had descended on the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain!
Casting his gaze out, he saw that the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain was quite lively. The disciples showed little interest in cultivation. They lounged around, jousting and fighting each other as they chatted about the fight over at the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"I hear that the 10,000 Swords Formation is about to be broken."
"In less than 10 days, the Bipo Mountain Range will be ours. And then our Zhongyuan Dao Sect will have two territories!"
"Yes, and the spiritual qi there is at least three times denser. If we can cultivate there in the future, that would be great."
"I hope every last sword cultivator dog over at the Heavenly Sword Sect dies. The last time I met one, I was thoroughly humiliated!"
"There's one called Wu Yu. He even killed Junior Sect Master Jiang Junlin. This time round, Sect Leader will definitely slaughter every last one of those sword cultivator bastards. And there are so many demons. I hope all the demons eat the sword cultivator dogs!"
Wu Yu did not know how Jiang Xie ran his sect on a daily basis. They were so bloodthirsty. None of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples possessed any shred of remorse. Rather, their belligerence made him sigh.
"An unregrettable death."
Wu Yu did not have much time.
Upon arrival, he descended from high, whipping out his Demon Subduing Staff. His feet treading on the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword, he swooped down to where hundreds of people were gathered!
Whoosh!
As his sword passed through the crowd, the Demon Subduing Staff flailed. Each strike sent many people flying. They rolled on the floor and hung from the trees. Without exception, all of them were spitting blood and howling, instantly crippled!
In short order, the casualties were horrendous!
"Who?!"
"A Jindan expert, oh my God!"
The speed of Wu Yu's Art of Sword Flight was too fast for them to clearly register his appearance. All they saw was a golden staff encircled with golden, fiery dragons that came flying. All who were hit caught fire, their fresh blood flowing. The eerie howls rang out!
In a short amount of time, hundreds of people were milling around in confusion. Some had escaped, some were dead, and others crippled!
They could not run that far, anyway.
"Master and the others are facing a crisis. How can I possibly show mercy!?"
Wu Yu was like a god of death, his wrath raining down on them. Not just people, but their buildings as well. Palace after palace fell under the explosive onslaught of his Demon Subduing Staff. They crumbled. The entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect was reduced to a flaming wreck under his berserk assault.
"If I am not savage enough, then the entire Heavenly Sword Sect will be doomed!"
On this trip, Wu Yu bore a heavy responsibility. He was a lone commando that bore all the hopes of his sect.
"Destroy, destroy, destroy!"
Whether flesh or concrete, all fell to his attacks and succumbed to the sea of flames. Even those disciples of the sixth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and above who mustered a concerted attack fell to Wu Yu!
Bang, bang, bang!
The Zhongyuan Dao Sect's door was a beautiful, golden sight. Wu Yu thrashed that too, crushing it into fragments in a shower of ash and dust!
"Who dares to cause trouble in my Zhongyuan Dao Sect!? Do you want to die!?"
Atop the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain, an elder rushed out into the chaos. Wu Yu had thought it was Jiang Ji, but apparently, Jiang Ji had not yet arrived. It was an elder at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm.
"It's Elder Chu! Elder Chu has come!"
The wounded and fleeing disciples had found a savior to cling on to. The cheers went up, along with scorn hurled at Wu Yu.
"Elder Chu, it's that Wu Yu!"
"You dare to cause trouble at our Zhongyuan Dao Sect?! Tear him to pieces!"
With Elder Chu around, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples regained their bluster.
"Wu Yu, die!" Elder Chu did not know how Wu Yu had fled to this place, but the fact was that he had caused so much trouble that he had to pay with his life!
Wu Yu was still having fun smashing things up. Seeing that someone strong had appeared, he laughed coldly. He thrust the Demon Subduing Staff into the ground and leapt down from the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword, sweeping it up instead. Without a word, he leapt down from above, lunging towards Elder Chu!
Kacha!
The Onyx Pearl Dao Sword divided into two!
"This Wu Yu, I had no idea he could use the Art of Sword Flight. And he actually dares to fight head-on with Elder Chu. The word 'death' is not even in his dictionary!"
"Elder Chu, quickly suppress him! He killed my junior brother! I will gouge his eyes out!"
More than a thousand disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect had come swarming over. A majority were external disciples who had not yet reached the Qi Condensation Realm, although there were also quite a few core disciples.
Wu Yu clashed with Elder Chu in a flash!
"I'll have your life!" Elder Chu sneered. He used a gourd-like immortal treasure, spewing large quantities of red mist towards Wu Yu. The mist would cause anything it came into contact with to rot. It was extremely powerful!
Wu Yu did not reply. His face was grim as he spun sword qi in his hands. The yin and yang revolved as both swords lashed out. It was the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike again!
The power of his sword pierced through!
"Hu!" Elder Chu used his immortal treasure to block. He evaded one burst of sword qi, a testament to his ability. He was about to laugh when Wu Yu's second burst of sword qi pierced his brow!
"Ah!"
Elder Chu's eyes were wide. He didn't look so cocky now!
Without a word, Wu Yu took to the skies, lifting Elder Chu by his collar. He surged up more than 100 zhang and then let Elder Chu's corpse fall from the skies. It smashed onto the rock, pulverized!
"Wahh!"
More than a thousand disciples were undone by their terror. Their faces drained of color as they peed their pants!
Wu Yu, high above in the sky, declared clearly, "From today onwards, I, Wu Yu, will kill every last disciple of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Whether servant disciple, three-year-old child, feeble elder, or widow, I will slaughter every last one! No one will escape! Just wait and see! Haha!"
Of course, he had his own sense of good and evil. He would not do anything foolish. This was merely a scare tactic.
But that did not mean that he would let up!
After he finished speaking, the Demon Subduing Staff soared into the sky, landing in his hands once more.
Of course, Elder Chu's Sumeru Pouch and immortal treasures were all in Wu Yu's hands.
Wu Yu's eyes were locked onto the Qi Condensation disciples who had Sumeru Pouches!
Whoosh!
Nobody could compare to the speed of his Art of Sword Flight!
The crowd screamed and scattered. But all who were caught by Wu Yu went down to fury and flame, howling on the floor. The Qi Condensation disciples were soundly drubbed by Wu Yu, their Sumeru Pouches confiscated.
Even if there was but a single Spirit Concentration Pill inside, he would not let it pass.
He was like a whirlwind that swept through the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Everywhere he went, palaces fell. All was rubble and crying disciples. Although not many were dead, the wounded were beyond counting!
Since the Zhongyuan Dao Sect was a hollow shell, there was no one who could stop Wu Yu!
But the main force to be reckoned with had yet to show himself.
The real danger was Jiang Ji, one of the ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivators!
And with the entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect smoking like a bad chimney, he should have appeared by now, wherever he was!
Just as Wu Yu was demolishing Jiang Xie's own palace, with more than a hundred Sumeru Pouches in hand, finally two people could be seen returning from afar. It was Jiang Ji and a beautiful girl. She was at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and one of the two elders who had remained. Seeing her face flushed, she must have been coupling with Jiang Ji. No wonder only Elder Chu had appeared when Wu Yu had caused a ruckus.
Jiang Ji was much younger than Jiang Ding, but his resemblance to Jiang Xie was more marked. He looked extremely proper, but was a kettle of bad fish. Looking down at the ruin of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, his face turned grim. His malevolent gaze turned on Wu Yu and he coldly said, "You dared to come alone? You're really not afraid of death. You're a smart one. You want to wreck the Zhongyuan Dao Sect and force my elder brother to retreat, right?"
"And if I am?" Wu Yu was hovering in the sky, matching his cold gaze with one of his own.
"Then watch and see! Don't think that you can fly away with the Art of Sword Flight and that I am unable to retaliate!" Jiang Ji said harshly.
"Keh."
Wu Yu sneered, turning tail to run. Words were useless. He wanted to see if Jiang Ji could really catch him. He did not fly high, but stayed low. Jiang Ji's spiritual power roiled, creating a tidal wave that bore him forward.
"Jiang Ji's spiritual power is so robust. If I am caught by him, then I am dead without question. And the Heavenly Sword Sect will be in danger...
"Senior Sister and the others are hoping that I can save the Heavenly Sword Sect...
"That is why I cannot let up for even an instant! Time to commit!"
He knew that he was only a minor character between these two sects. Nobody thought that he could change much. But Wu Yu was not content.
Jiang Ji chased as if his life depended on it. Wu Yu showed no mercy either. All in his path were sent flying with smacks from his stick.
"Might is justice! Most of you have not done anything truly evil. But invading is different! That is a sin! Not killing all of you is already a sign of mercy!"
Wu Yu had no choice. He could only cause a ruckus and force Jiang Xie's hand. Only then could his companions at the Heavenly Sword Sect survive.
As he flew, a few disciples at the Qi Condensation Realm could not get out of his way in time.
There were a few close shaves where Jiang Ji almost caught him. But Wu Yu survived. Even when he was hit by Jiang Ji, he endured it.
This had become a close contest!
"Wu Yu, if you have balls, come down and fight!" Seeing his disciples unable to hide, they were severely wounded by Wu Yu. Especially those disciples at the Qi Condensation Realm. When Wu Yu caught up to them, their spiritual sources were destroyed immediately!
If this continued, then all the disciples at the third tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and below in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect would be completely crippled by Wu Yu!
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Chapter 0149: I'll Kill One Hundred Thousand a Day!
"Wahh!"
The thousands of Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples wailed as they looked to hide anywhere.
"Third Uncle, quickly! Finish him quickly!"
Jiang Ji liked it when the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples called him "Third Uncle." By that logic, Jiang Ding was "Second Uncle."
Wu Yu's sword and staff had laid waste to the entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect!
However, even though he was facing an army by himself, he had not even frowned at the difficulty!
To Jiang Ji, the biggest headache was that Wu Yu was crippling the disciples. The buildings of the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain could be rebuilt - that was a small matter. But the disciples were the foundation of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect!
To Jiang Xie, even his brother Jiang Ding's death could not stop his advance. But if Wu Yu rendered every last disciple of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect helpless, then there would be a gap in the sect. Even if they took the Bipo Mountain Range, it would be a grave blow!
"Don't think you can run!"
The two chased and ducked through the entire Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain.
"Muxue, stop him!"
From afar, Jiang Ji bawled to his lover.
This ninth tier Qi Condensation elder was ready.
She appeared before Wu Yu!
In her hands was a scroll, which she opened before Wu Yu. It was also an immortal treasure. When the scroll opened, it was as though a real mountain had appeared before Wu Yu, blocking his path!
If he did not break it, he would fall into Jiang Ji's hands!
Fight!
Wu Yu gritted his teeth and hurled the Demon Subduing Staff into the air. He simultaneously gripped the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword beneath his feet. He fell from the sky, charging towards the scroll!
"Looking to die?!"
The elder called Muxue was extremely confident.
And again, the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike!
Wu Yu had not cultivated many dao techniques, but all of the ones he knew were extremely powerful. The Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike was channelled by the Yin Yang Sword Wheel into the two swords. One in front and one behind. This technique alone could kill so many!
Elder Chu had died to the twin-headed attack of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel!
And now, Wu Yu was employing it again!
Ping!
The Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike's first sword pierced the scroll, sending it flying!
The female elder was pleased. Although the scroll had been wasted, she had successfully blocked Wu Yu!
And at this moment, the hidden second blade pierced her skull!
Wu Yu immediately shot past, holding her in one hand, and again mounting his sword. He flew recklessly up into the sky, catching hold of the Demon Subduing Staff that he had thrown up. He ascended more than 100 zhang, to a place where Jiang Ji could not follow.
Jiang Ji had almost caught Wu Yu!
Jiang Ji's immortal treasure was a long knife, which had grazed over Wu Yu's back. He had almost cut him into two. Even as he flew up high, he could still feel the sting on his back.
He had been so close. Jiang Ji was beside himself with anger!
"Wu Yu, you release Muxue! Otherwise, your fate will be very, very cruel!"
Jiang Ji had not yet realized that Muxue had already been finished off by a single move from Wu Yu! After all, Wu Yu had charged past the cloud layer.
Hearing his words, Wu Yu laughed. After all, she was already dead. Without a word, he first cut off a limb, letting it fall before Jiang Ji. At the same time, he asked, "Jiang Ji, don't assume I was born yesterday."
"You!" Seeing the limb, Jiang Ji almost fainted from his rage.
He had the ability to kill Wu Yu, but not the Art of Sword Flight. He could do nothing to Wu Yu!
How he hated him!
"What do you want?"
Wu Yu said, "You already know my mission. I just want to kill. Even with you in my way, I will kill everyone. I will leave no one. So what can Jiang Xie do with the Bipo Mountain Range? When he comes back, only you, Jiang Ji, will be left standing at the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain!"
He was a headache for Jiang Ji!
This matter was infuriatingly humiliating.
"As long as you release Muxue, I will bid my elder brother stop the attack immediately!" Jiang Ji replied.
Wu Yu sneered. Besides the fact that Muxue was already dead, even if he had given her alive to Jiang Ji, Jiang Ji's words had been too false.
Wu Yu understood that talking terms was no use at this point. The only option was destruction. Create chaos until Jiang Ji and Jiang Xie were both afraid of their current position!
"Alright, I'll return her!" Wu Yu let her go, and Muxue fell silently without screaming. At this moment, Jiang Ji had already guessed it.
As he held the corpse, his expression became demented. He raged, "Wu Yu, I, Jiang Ji, am your antithesis!"
"It was you who allied with demons and ghostly cultivators to destroy my Heavenly Sword Sect. The evildoers are you lot. Don't come and play victim with me. Jiang Ji, you three brothers deserve every single bad outcome you get!"
Wu Yu had not stopped because of this. He had only one choice: to taunt Jiang Ji onwards to madness. Only this way would he seek aid from Jiang Xie and cease the attack.
Bang!
To attack disciples right under Jiang Ji's nose was a difficult task. The Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain was huge. At the start, the disciples had trusted Jiang Ji, and had not left.
But now, seeing Jiang Ji unable to finish off Wu Yu even when he was angry, they escaped from the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain in a hurry.
However, Wu Yu could deal with them even more easily outside!
He was like a nightmare that flew over them. Although Jiang Ji was chasing him, this did not affect Wu Yu's movements. He killed all who played hard with him, but if they had a good attitude and begged for mercy, Wu Yu merely left them lying down.
Jiang Xie had taken away the elites of the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain, so Wu Yu alone had quickly reduced this place to rubble. The entire Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain was filled with the dead and the fleeing. And this grisly massacre continued.
There were so many people in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect that running was impossible. Besides, Wu Yu could fly, and none of them could outstrip him. As for Pegasi, no one dared to ride them. In the sky, a single swipe from Wu Yu's staff would send them plummeting back down.
From above, the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain was like an overturned ant nest.
Although Wu Yu did not wantonly slaughter the innocent, he continued to terrorize them verbally. At this point, the fleeing servant disciples, external disciples, core disciples, and others basically thought that they would die if Wu Yu caught them!
Hundreds of thousands of people were fleeing madly for their lives.
The surrounding forests were flooded with people, and Wu Yu did not even need to find them. Simply flying around and sweeping his Demon Subduing Staff, he mowed them down.
"All the disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect must die!"
"If Jiang Xie does not cease the attack on the Heavenly Sword Sect, I, Wu Yu, will kill a hundred thousand in a day!"
"I will turn all of you into corpses. I will bring a murder of crows to feast on your bodies and pick them clean!"
"None of you can flee! You cannot outrun my sword!"
"As for Jiang Ji, don't even think about it! That trash can't even save his own lover. You think he can save you?!"
"Haha, Jiang Xie wants the Bipo Mountain Range? Then I will show him that after he takes the Bipo Mountain Range, the entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect will all be dead!"
More than 90% of the 100,000 here had not yet condensed qi. How could they escape Wu Yu's clutches?
Of course, Jiang Xie had brought his full force out because he thought that Jiang Ji alone would be enough to defend the sect. How could he have predicted that Wu Yu, not even at the Jindan Realm, could already use the Art of Sword Flight? Furthermore, who would have thought that Wu Yu would even be able to evade Jiang Ji and wreak havoc in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect?
Now the Zhongyuan Dao Sect was a complete mess. Many reckoned that more than half of them had already died!
In truth, all of this was an illusion that Wu Yu had created. There were many who had been gravely wounded, but most of them were disciples at the Qi Condensation Realm. And those that had died were those who had faced Wu Yu head-on, which was not many.
A majority had been completely terrorized by Wu Yu.
A huge commotion. The Zhongyuan Dao Sect was riddled through and through.
Jiang Ji was so angry, his face was turning from red to white. He trembled with rage. Now that Wu Yu was in the forest, he could not even find him. How could he even catch him?
It looked like the entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect would fall in his hands.
"Jiang Ji, remember this well. These 100,000 disciples will have died because of you. Because you were weak, I was able to kill them!"
Wu Yu's voice echoed throughout the trees. The ordinary servant disciples only became even more terrified when they heard this.
In their hearts, Wu Yu had already become a monster. But they were clear that the Zhongyuan Dao Sect had allied itself to real demons and ghostly cultivators to destroy the Heavenly Sword Sect. That was why they had brought this doom on themselves. If they had to blame someone, they could only blame the three Jiang brothers!
"Wu Yu..."
Jiang Ji was being completely toyed with by a junior. He was on the verge of tears.
The crucial thing was that he did not even have a single helper.
The 100,000 disciples had been completely maddened with fear by Wu Yu. Their panic confused the situation even more, and many took advantage of the chaos to rob and kill. Otherwise, he could have controlled the situation, and Wu Yu would not have been able to do much.
Right now, he had to catch Wu Yu. That was the only way to stop this mess. Otherwise, if the 100,000 servants fled, even if matters were concluded, they might not be able to return to the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain...
...
Jiang Xie and the others were attacking the networks of the 10,000 Swords Formation with the Dark Entropic Lord. But suddenly, they spotted someone gesturing anxiously. Jiang Xie realized that it was one of his own, and requested to go out.
"Are you sure? In another day, I can break through the 10,000 Swords Formation," Dark Entropic Lord said confidently.
Presently, the 10,000 Swords Formation was only a shadow of its former self.
They were gaining more and more of a foothold within. Once the 10,000 Swords Formation broke, the battle to the death would begin.
This was the tensest time for Feng Xueya and the others.
"I'll go out and enquire."
Jiang Xie saw the elder's frantic expression, and felt a sense of unease.
"Then let's rest for a while."
The group retreated from the 10,000 Swords Formation.
The elder hurried up, saying frantically, "Sect Leader, we're in trouble! That Wu Yu went to Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain and killed two elders. Most of the remaining Qi Condensation disciples have had their spiritual sources crippled. Because he can fly on the sword, Third Uncle cannot catch up to him. He vows to kill 100,000 if you don't stop attacking the 10,000 Swords Formation!"
"What!?"
Jiang Xie had been in a good mood, but he exploded with rage upon hearing the news.
"Wu Yu again!"
He knew that he was a small fry, but he was constantly causing trouble. And this time around, the trouble was huge!
"Jiang Ji, that useless trash!"
Jiang Xie clenched his fists in anger, his face terrible to behold.
From the side, an elder at the tenth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm said, "It's not Jiang Ji's fault. That Wu Yu is the ultimate troublemaker. He's no ordinary person. And having mastered the Art of Sword Flight, I'm afraid it's hard for Jiang Ji to take him down."
"This is not good. That Wu Yu is a real savage, and he owes Feng Xueya as well. If Jiang Ji cannot stop him, then will all our disciples at the Zhongyuan Dao Sect be finished? Muxue and the other elder are really dead?"
"Must we finish off this Wu Yu?" the Dark Entropic Lord said. "Those are just some commoners. Let him kill them. Taking the 10,000 Swords Formation is the key here."
"No!"
Jiang Xie was troubled.
Taking down the 10,000 Swords Formation would take a day. And then clashing with the troops of the Heavenly Sword Sect... Who knew how long that would take? And there was still Wu Yu. Given his personality, if he destroyed the Heavenly Sword Sect, would he destroy the Zhongyuan Dao Sect in return?
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Chapter 0150: Formless Execution
"Somebody must return to deal with Wu Yu before we continue the assault on the 10,000 Swords Formation." Jiang Xie came to this conclusion after a period of deep consideration. He already had something planned.
The attack on the Heavenly Sword Sect could wait a few more days, but rescuing the Zhongyuan Dao Sect could not. Jiang Xie could not fathom allowing the deaths of thousands of his sect's disciples.
The Ninth Spirit laughed, saying, "Brother Jiang, that is but a simple task. I will send Thunder Seabird while we continue the offensive here."
In truth, Jiang Xie had thought about leaving the job to the Thunder Seabird.
But the Thunder Seabird was a demon!
Through Jiang Xie's numerous dealings with demons in the past, he knew that their kind were the most deceitful.
And of all the demons to be wary of, the greatest was the fox demon.
If things were not settled before the critical battle at the Bipo Mountain Range and the Thunder Seabird were allowed to reach the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain, the Ninth Spirit may be able to use the thousands of helpless disciples as leverage to bargain for more spoils after the war was over. She might even ask for the entire Bipo Mountain Range!
Demons needed spiritual qi as well.
Jiang Xie was extremely suspicious of the Ninth Spirit. What he was most afraid of was that the Ninth Spirit's true motive was to take control of the Bipo Mountain Range.
Once the Thunder Seabird had the inhabitants of the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain under his thumb, they would be the handle that the Ninth Spirit would have on Jiang Xie. At that time, he would be subject to the demon's whims.
Since this was the case, Jiang Xie had investigated all the strongest warriors among the demons before the alliance was formed. This was to prevent any of them from successfully launching a secret attack on the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain, and Jiang Ji was stationed there as an additional safeguard.
Who would've thought that Wu Yu would be the one playing this card.
More importantly, Jiang Xie also knew that the Ninth Spirit's foremost priority was Wu Yu. If he let the Thunder Seabird go in his place, it would be impossible for him to avenge the deaths of Jiang Junlin and the rest of the fallen disciples on the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain.
Jiang Xie and the Ninth Spirit's joint desire for Wu Yu was a hidden point of contention between the two that would inevitably erupt!
As such, he shook his head in response to the Ninth Spirit's suggestion, saying, "Since this is a matter of my own Zhongyuan Dao Sect, I must resolve it personally."
Predicting his reply, the Ninth Spirit added, "Brother Jiang knows how much Wu Yu means to me, if Brother Jiang insists on ending him, I might just pull out of this war immediately."
This was a thinly veiled threat.
Jiang Xie knew she would say something to that extent and let out a cold chuckle, replying, "Relax, I still need to use him to exchange for my younger brother and first disciple."
Ninth Spirit coyly smiled. "Then I leave Wu Yu in your care this time. Once the Heavenly Sword Sect is no more, I will take him away."
Since Wu Yu had been the cause of the huge tumult on the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain, she knew that she could not make unfair demands to keep him, especially since their working relationship was currently more fragile than a sheet of parchment.
Jiang Xie secretly updated the present elders of the situation and warned them to be wary of the demons. The team from the Zhongyuan Dao Sect that remained was still rather powerful with a few of their members at the 10th tier of Qi Condensation. They were not afraid that the demons would run amok, since Jiang Xie had built strong relations with the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts. For the time being, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts were more trustworthy since their territory was located at the East Sea and they would not be vying for territory in this location.
"Brother Tianyi, I leave this place in your care. Wait two days for me."
"Sect Leader Jiang, please be at ease. I will not let these demons do as they please. Our relationship is definitely solid," said Tian Yijun as he nodded earnestly.
"Feng Xueya is an audacious old man, watch out for his tricks while I am away." Jiang Xie finally addressed the congregation. He had made up his mind to quickly return to the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain and capture Wu Yu to use as a bargaining chip to secure the release of the hostages.
"Brother Jiang, no need to worry. Unless they give up on the 10,000 Swords Formation, how many people can they send out?" announced the Ninth Spirit.
Tian Yijun added, "Go in peace, Sect Leader Jiang. Having exchanged blows with Feng Xueya before in the East Sea, we can safely say that he cannot deal us any real damage. Even with you not present, it would not benefit him to release the 10,000 Swords Formation only to engage in a battle to the death with me."
While Lan Huayi and Feng Xueya were an even match for the Ninth Spirit and the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, the combined firepower of the other demons and ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivators from the Zhongyuan Dao Sect doubled that of the remaining enemy forces. It would be a definite victory!
"The 10,000 Swords Formation can hold for one more day at most, it is extremely unlikely that they will yield before that. If they do give up, it will only be because we have broken through and commenced the destruction of the Heavenly Sword Sect, haha..."
In truth, while Jiang Xie knew that leaving at this junction carried certain risks, but he had no choice but to take a gamble since the lives of tens of thousands on the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain was at stake.
He could only rely on the rapport he had built with the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts now. Time was running short.
"Time to go!"
Jiang Xie left in a flash, but waited for two hours not far from the encampment. Upon seeing that nothing was happening even though he was gone, he mounted a crimson calabash and sped towards the direction of the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain!
"Wu Yu!"
That junior was driving Jiang Xie bonkers.
...
The group of people gathered at the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords were all focused on the frontline situation. When the assault on the 10,000 Swords Formation suddenly ceased, Feng Xueya knew that Wu Yu had been successful!
They could not hold in their whoops of excitement, but Feng Xueya quickly silenced them.
"Jiang Xie has left," said Lan Huayi concernedly after a few moments.
Elder Shentu said, "He must have returned to the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain. Should we grasp this opportunity to release the 10,000 Swords Formation and face them head-on?"
Feng Xueya shook his head in slow deliberation, saying, "Jiang Xie is a careful man, he will definitely hang around somewhere close by for a while. Let us wait four hours."
Time flowed by.
Elder Shentu asked, "Sect Leader, do you mean we should prepare to release the 10,000 Swords Formation and gear up for the final battle?"
Feng Xueya looked back, his gaze sweeping across the thousands of young faces full of hot blood and vigor. He shook his head again and said, "The 10,000 Swords Formation is not easy to assemble. Once we release it, we can expect an all out war, and our losses will be immeasurable. Moreover, even with Jiang Xie gone, we do not have a guaranteed chance at victory. If we do achieve victory, it will be at too heavy a cost..."
"What should we do then?"
Feng Xueya's piercing eyes rested upon a single person far off in the distance. That person was the Dark Entropic Lord! The Dark Entropic Lord had quietly kidnapped a female Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciple when nobody was looking and whisked her away to a dark, desolate corner.
"The 10,000 Swords Formation has already been broken down to 20% of its original effectiveness and is almost completely vanquished, but a starving camel is still larger than a horse. The 10,000 Swords Formation is still useful and can keep going for upwards of a month as long as the Dark Entropic Lord is dead!"
What he could not bear to see were the bodies of all these young disciples strewn dead across the ground.
"You want to go in alone, am I right?" Lan Huayi glanced over, wearing a somewhat helpless expression on her face. But she knew that Feng Xueya would not budge, given his temper.
Feng Xueya's lips suddenly curled into a grin as he said, "I have to thank the heavens for bestowing me a disciple such as Wu Yu. This will give me the chance to try out a new technique of mine!"
Sparks of joy bloomed across Lan Huayi's face as she gasped. "You've managed to learn that technique!"
Feng Xueya nodded. "I have not had a breakthrough in ten years, and the recent crisis has thrown my heart into considerable doubt and turmoil. However, the sufferings have finally bore fruit and the heavens have smiled upon me. If not for Wu Yu, I would not have this opportunity today..."
It seemed that only the two of them knew what they were discussing.
Besides them, no one else understood what was going on.
"This is the perfect chance! Night Wishes for Snow." Lan Huayi turned her head and spoke to the disciple. "In a moment, your master will be leaving this place, and you are to take your master's place in the formation. Do you remember everything I have taught you over the past few days?"
Ever since they had started defending the 10,000 Swords Formation, they already had contingencies in place in case something happened. They had passed on the technique for keeping the 10,000 Swords Formation running to a few other elders and Night Wishes for Snow. Although Night Wishes for Snow's level was far from the leaders of the sect, and even further from Feng Xueya, holding the line for around an hour would be no problem since the formation was not under attack and he only had to maintain its current operational level.
"Yes!" Night Wishes for Snow was overjoyed at the knowledge that his respected master would be leaving for the battlefield!
Although, he still did not understand what was going on.
Four hours had passed!
Feng Xueya was almost certain that Jiang Xie was no longer around. With Jiang Xie out of the picture, it would be rather difficult for the coalition to continue their advance into the 10,000 Swords Formation. With the enemies missing a large source of strength, it was his best chance to attack. He knew that he had none other than Wu Yu to thank for this incredible situation.
He would never have thought that the technique that he had prepared to use against both Jiang Xie and the Ninth Spirit in a last ditch deathmatch could be utilized more effectively now.
At this moment, Feng Xueya hopped off the formation and Night Wishes for Snow took his place. As he activated his spiritual power to assume operation of the 10,000 Swords Formation, the formation quavered for a few seconds before settling. While this was rather taxing on Night Wishes for Snow, he definitely did not disappoint!
Whoosh!
Feng Xueya hesitated no longer and leapt upon his great golden sword, shooting straight through the 10,000 Swords Formation, which opened up to let him through. In mere moments, Feng Xueya had exited the formation and was already descending upon his enemies' heads!
In truth, the enemy had already sensed it and prepared themselves for an impending skirmish when the 10,000 Swords Formation quavered. However, when all they saw was a lone Feng Xueya, their aggression turned to uncertainty.
In a flash, the Ninth Spirit, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, the Dark Entropic Lord, and a few greater demons as strong as the Thunder Seabird rushed to bar Feng Xueya's advance. Tian Yijun in particular had an inkling of what Feng Xueya planned to do. He signaled to the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts to surround the Dark Entropic Lord. He announced to the Ninth Spirit, "Ninth Spirit, he is aiming for Dark Entropic Lord. We will cover Dark Entropic Lord while you deal with him!"
The Ninth Spirit laughed bewitchingly, replying, "It's just a man, there will be no problem if you leave it to me."
Feng Xueya's gaze remained cold and unwavering in the face of such great opposition.
A brisk wind swelled through his long hair, causing it to dance in the wind, a striking image of the arrival of a sword saint. His stoic gaze accentuated the vague beams of golden light radiating from behind him.
The Ninth Spirit sauntered forth, saying, "You must be my Wu Yu's master, aren't you?"
Feng Xueya took a single glance at her, totally unaffected by her charms. Just then, the longsword in his hand began rising slowly, sword qi gradually accumulating and rising around it.
It seemed that he was here for war as a one man army!
The Ninth Spirit was still suspicious of him. She did not believe that Feng Xueya would be so brazen!
At this second, Feng Xueya lifted his sword, pointed it in the direction of the Dark Entropic Lord, and made a light sweeping motion. A moment passed and it seemed like nothing had happened.
"Ah, ha ha..."
Dark Entropic Lord burst into uncontrollable laughter, convinced that Feng Xueya was playing a fool.
Kacha!
The laughter stopped abruptly as his brain splattered onto the ground.
Though the blood had drained from Feng Xueya's face as this single skill had spent almost all his energy, he felt a huge weight lift from his shoulders. Before anyone else could react, he disappeared back into the 10,000 Swords Formation and was gone as quickly as he had arrived.
"Dark Entropic Lord!"
The gathered crowd saw that the Dark Entropic Lord had been reduced into an unrecognizable mess, long gone from this world!
The Ninth Spirit understood that Feng Xueya had exerted almost all his strength and was in a weakened state, thus she dashed after him into the 10,000 Swords Formation. She almost managed to grasp onto Feng Xueya, but upon seeing thousands of swords flying towards her, she had to begrudgingly retreat out of the formation.
"He spent all his power, I was about to kill him! What sort of technique could be so impressive?" the Ninth Spirit marveled silently.
Only Lan Huayi broke into a smile. She knew that this technique originated from that place!
That place was the birthplace of the sword dao!
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Chapter 0151: Homecoming
Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain.
Wu Yu had been here for a full two days. Within this time, he had completely dismantled the Zhongyuan Dao Sect from top to bottom.
And now, many Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were hidden within a thousand li radius of the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain!
Everyone was hiding in fear, and in a wretched state. In addition to the heavy rains in the last few days, the entire Zhongyuan Dao Sect was truly devastated.
People in abject misery could be seen everywhere, wailing in despair. But even so, Wu Yu's massacre had not ceased. After increasing the radius, it became even more difficult for Jiang Ji to catch Wu Yu. The moment he caught up, Wu Yu would take to the skies, flying above the cloud layer and reappearing somewhere else to raise more pitiful howls!
The Art of Sword Flight weaved in and out of the clouds, swooping down to cause chaos. The trees and mountains were all in a disastrous state, the rivers overflowing. He had purposely created a complete picture of ruin, although, in fact, there were not many people who had died.
"I hope that this can help Master!" Wu Yu knew that he had not been cultivating for a long time and that he was of limited use. Luckily, he had the Art of Sword Flight.
"If Jiang Xie learns of the situation here and comes back to catch me, then I don't have much time left...
"If I'm caught, then Jiang Xie might kill me in a fit of rage. Even if he doesn't kill me, he will torture me and use me to threaten Master. No matter what, I cannot allow myself to fall into his hands!"
He was clear on this, and therefore hid himself in the forest for the most part. He had already accomplished all that he had set out to do, and all that remained was to see if Jiang Xie would return.
Once Jiang Xie returned, Wu Yu could basically confirm that the Heavenly Sword Sect was safe.
Perhaps because he had cultivated the Invincible Vajra Body of the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, he had animal instincts that were sensitive towards danger. Not long after he ceased his attacks, he saw Jiang Xie descend from the skies on a red gourd a couple of hours later!
Seeing him, Wu Yu was immediately overjoyed!
"Success!"
This meant that the Heavenly Sword Sect was indeed safe.
"Danger!"
Actually, he had already thought of his escape plan. His current position was on the edge, and easy for him to extricate from.
Also, there was a huge river near his current position. It was a few hundred zhang wide and more than 20 zhang deep. It was the widest body of water that encircled the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain and flowed downstream.
Seeing Jiang Xie arrive, Wu Yu dove into the water without a word, slipping downriver.
Wu Yu had only arrived two days before, but he had already planned his getaway. This had been inspired by his encounter with Wan Qing. Wan Qing had been thus as well, using the river to hide. A small demon who had actually evaded Feng Xueya's grasp.
The water was cold, but that did not mean anything to Wu Yu, who had the Invincible Vajra Body. He could even stop breathing completely, remaining as immobile as a log of wood.
But the hundreds of Sumeru Pouches with him were indeed in the way. After floating down for a couple of hours, Wu Yu found a place to bury the Sumeru Pouches before he continued on his way.
For now, he did not dare to leave the riverbed.
"Jiang Xie..."
Being chased by this Jindan expert, Wu Yu still felt quite anxious.
Luckily, Jiang Xie seemed to have not discovered him.
In truth, Jiang Xie had underestimated Wu Yu's intelligence. He had thought that he would have seen Wu Yu continue to wreak havoc at the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain even upon his return. But when he returned, all he saw was wailing disciples. In the radius of a thousand li, Wu Yu was nowhere to be found!
The Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain was too vast, and hundreds of thousands of people inhabited it. If Wu Yu was purposely lying low, it would not be easy to find him!
"Where is he!?"
Jiang Xie found Jiang Ji and questioned him through gritted teeth, his face grim.
"He- He was just killing people... just a couple of hours before you returned. He seems to have suddenly disappeared, and I can't find him again."
"How did he know I was arriving?" Jiang Xie was speechless.
"Perhaps, perhaps he estimated..." Jiang Ji rarely saw his own elder brother in such a temper. Compounded to the fact that he had been played out by a junior, he did not even dare to lift his head.
"Go to hell!" Jiang Xie spat, landing a slap on Jiang Ji's face. The ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivator Jiang Ji was sent tumbling on the ground. He held his swollen, red cheek, his eyes full of anger. But he did not dare to challenge Jiang Xie.
"Of course he's hidden somewhere! If we don't catch him, I can't return to the Bipo Mountain Range! And every day that I do not return, the situation continues to change! Find him!" Jiang Xie raged.
Actually, he was at fault too. He had returned in too ostentatious a manner. Anyone could have spotted the fire red gourd coasting through the skies.
Jiang Xie realized that if he was trapped here, unable to find Wu Yu, he would surely go mad.
He mounted his fire red gourd and searched everywhere. Any possible hiding place was burned to the ground. Others who had regained their sense upon seeing the Sect Leader return had joined in the search as well. After a few hours, they realized one thing.
"That Wu Yu talked big, saying he would kill 100,000 a day. But actually, not many died...
"Yes, a majority are only wounded. And he has his own conscience, so he did not kill them." After making the rounds, Jiang Xie realized this. Although he had not fond Wu Yu, when he reconvened with Jiang Ji, his expression was much warmer. "This Wu Yu is of the same character as Feng Xueya. Neither have true cruelty in them. If he had really killed 100,000 a day, I would have been afraid. But he was only boasting."
"He wanted to conduct a massacre but was afraid of sullying his reputation. So he's a spineless coward!" Jiang Ji sneered.
"You're one to talk. It's such an obvious thing. You didn't spot it?" Jiang Xie flared up again.
If only Jiang Ji had noticed this, he would not have needed to call Jiang Xie back.
Jiang Ji could only smile sheepishly. "I was confounded by my anger and did not see clearly. Besides, the disciples ran everywhere, and I could not clearly judge more than 100,000 people. Only Big Brother can do that."
Jiang Xie said, "Gather all the disciples at the Qi Condensation Realm and the outstanding external disciples and bring them into the Palace of Eternal Peace. You guard the entrance. Even if Wu Yu returns, he can't do anything. As for the servant disciples, let them go where they will. Wu Yu will not kill them at all. He's too soft. He'll go nowhere."
Jiang Ji smiled, saying, "Big Brother is right. If it were Big Brother, a million, let alone a hundred thousand, would have been killed..."
"Shut up. Go!" Jiang Xie finished speaking and turned to leave. They did not know whether he was returning to the Bipo Mountain Range or going to hunt and kill Wu Yu.
Now that there was a semblance of order, Jiang Ji also had a breather. He mounted his Pegasus and went to call the elite disciples, gathering them in an orderly manner towards the Palace of Eternal Peace. It was an underground palace with only one exit. With him guarding it, Wu Yu could not touch them.
Before long, Jiang Xie returned directly to the Bipo Mountain Range.
...
"Jiang Xie can't find me. Plus, he saw that I didn't kill many, so he will probably return."
Wu Yu was clear on this.
But the hundreds of thousands were, for the most part, innocent, and never even had the strength to invade the Heavenly Sword Sect. Wu Yu did not have the heart to kill them.
"There are still disciples in the Qi Condensation Realm. I wonder what he will do with them."
Wu Yu followed the stream, but upriver this time. Occasionally, he surfaced to check for movements.
He could see that the people of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect were returning in orderly fashion. The chaotic scene had finally calmed down, and Jiang Ji was assembling a team of the elite disciples, ostensibly about to transfer them to another place.
"I can't let them leave!"
Wu Yu knew that these people were his only way of threatening Jiang Xie.
But he did not know if Jiang Xie was still lying in ambush in the vicinity.
That was why he had no way to stop it.
He could only watch as Jiang Ji gathered the thousand-odd disciples into an underground palace and stood guard at the door. All that remained were servant disciples.
"This is sticky. When Jiang Xie returns, he will continue to break the 10,000 Swords Formation. I wonder how Master and the rest will fare..."
This Jiang Xie had only been absent for a day or so.
"Facing Jiang Ji head-on and using the 1,000 disciples to threaten Jiang Xie would be a tall order indeed. What other options do I have?"
From a dark hiding spot, he looked towards the palace, eyes narrowed. He crumbled a branch near him!
He knew that he did not have much time left!
After half a day, Wu Yu stood up.
He knew that after half a day, Jiang Xie must've been about to reach the Bipo Mountain Range.
"Even though he's a ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivator, I have to take the fight. As long as I don't die, there's hope!"
Wu Yu took a deep breath. Against an enemy he had no hope of winning, he prepared to fight till the death!
Just at this time, he saw a few Heavenly Cloud Rocs far away on the horizon.
"Why would Heavenly Cloud Rocs fly all the way here? Could it be Master sending me a message?
"Given the speed of Heavenly Cloud Rocs, they would need two days flying at full speed to reach this place, even if they are not carrying disciples."
These were also the biggest and strongest of the Rocs.
Wu Yu immediately mounted his sword and flew to meet the Heavenly Cloud Rocs.
"Wu Yu!" Jiang Ji raised his head to see him in the distance. He gnashed his teeth. As expected, Wu Yu still had not left.
But Jiang Ji laughed. Wu Yu's departure indicated that their special forces attack was unable to be repeated. The chaos was over.
Wu Yu caught up to the Heavenly Cloud Rocs, and there was indeed a message from Feng Xueya: Dark Entropic Lord killed. 10,000 Swords Formation stands. Can return.
Those 10 words brought a hot feeling to Wu Yu's eyes!
This was the true success!
The Dark Entropic Lord's death meant that the breaking of the 10,000 Swords Formation was no longer imminent. Even if Jiang Xie returned immediately, the Heavenly Sword Sect was no longer a sitting duck.
"I wonder how that Dark Entropic Lord died!"
With the Dark Entropic Lord dead, there was no need for Wu Yu to remain here. After all, he was only one person; he could not do much. Of course, Feng Xueya had hoped that he would take the chance to do his best, but Feng Xueya understood Wu Yu, and that there was no chance.
Without a word, Wu Yu whooped and retrieved his own Sumeru Pouch. He flew past the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain's airspace.
"Jiang Ji, the next time we meet, I will have your life!"
As he flew over, Wu Yu stood on his sword and called down, laden with spoils.
"Scum, do your worst." Jiang Ji still did not know of the Dark Entropic Lord's demise, and thought that Wu Yu was running away empty-handed. He was feeling good as he hummed a tune.
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Chapter 0152: Eve
Wu Yu was worried that he would be ambushed on his way back, and so he took a circuitous route back to the Heavenly Sword Sect. Two days later, he was once again returning to the Heavenly Sword Sect through the Valley of Immortal Fate. As he neared, he saw that the 10,000 Swords Formation was indeed intact.
Being able to hold the 10,000 Swords Formation until now and protect everyone was a testament to Feng Xueya and the others' capabilities.
When Wu Yu returned, the entire Heavenly Sword Sect rang with cheers upon seeing the youthful figure in the air!
"Wu Yu! Wu Yu!"
Wu Yu returned to the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. He was swamped with people the moment he landed. More than a thousand disciples surrounded him. They were crying and praying, thoroughly moved.
"Everyone, this..."
Night Wishes for Snow gave Wu Yu a long hug, and declared loudly, "Junior Brother, you have done great work. If not for you luring Jiang Xie away, Master would not have been able to kill Dark Entropic Lord. You are our ace. You've saved everyone!"
"Yes, Wu Yu, you are a hero!"
Instantly, he had become the center of attention. Everyone was cheering for him, admiring him. They looked at him like he was family.
Su Yanli, Qing Mang... They were looking at him with reverence as well.
Wu Yu roughly understood now. So it had been Feng Xueya who had taken the opportunity to murder the Dark Entropic Lord!
Amidst the cheers and embraces, he reached Feng Xueya's position. Jiang Xie had just returned two days ago, and would occasionally still unleash attacks. But even though a majority of the 10,000 Swords Formation's networks had been sundered, it still held on. Also, they were already beginning to repair it when they had time. They could hold out.
Each day that the 10,000 Swords Formation stood meant the safety of the Heavenly Sword Sect. And perhaps their opponents would retreat before the difficulty.
"Master!"
A teacher for a day was a father for life.
Feng Xueya had become slightly wasted, but he could not resist a smile upon seeing Wu Yu. "Wu Yu, our fates were entwined from the start. Today, I feel proud to have a disciple like you! If we eventually tide past this, you are definitely our savior."
Wu Yu had not thought that far. He simply wanted to repay the debt, and not see his new home torn asunder. He did not want his new friends to die before his very eyes.
"It's not over yet. We will hold on, until they despair and retreat. And you, rest a while. Get stronger if you can! You are the future of the Heavenly Sword Sect."
Feng Xueya especially loved this disciple of his. Especially since Wu Yu had returned safely from the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain.
"Right!"
With Feng Xueya holding out for them, Wu Yu had a completely secure environment to continue growing and pave his mad way of dao!
But first, he had something to do!
He suddenly turned back, and put the stolen Sumeru Pouches - close to 200 - on the floor!
"Brothers and sisters! Before, I borrowed Spirit Concentration Pills from all of you. Today, I, Wu Yu, am rich! It's said that borrowing money comes with interest. For each Spirit Concentration Pill, today I return two! And the immortal treasures from the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, and other things in the Sumeru Pouches, all of them I give freely!"
He had already kept the things that would be of use to himself, such as the Reaper Gourd that was Elder Chu's immortal treasure, Elder Muxue's immortal treasure, as well as more than 300 Spirit Concentration Pills. After he paid his debt, the remaining pills would be more than enough for him to reach the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm.
As for the rest, five things had come from the two elders, including an immortal essence covered in spiritual marks. They could be converted into medicine in the future, and so Wu Yu had taken them first.
The rest were all given away!
These were the property of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, and so everyone enjoyed them happily. Seeing the excited disciples, even Lan Huayi could not help but smile. She discovered that when danger loomed, she liked this Wu Yu more and more.
"Shuiyue, do you fancy him?" Lan Huayi lowered her head to regard Lan Shuiyue.
Lan Shuiyue started, saying, "Auntie, I wouldn't dare. I'm a little intimidated by him."
"And why is that?" Lan Huayi was stunned. She had thought that she and Wu Yu had bickered their way into affection already.
Lan Shuiyue looked at Wu Yu. "His growth far outstrips mine. It is fearsome. I feel like an ant before him. And perhaps one day I will be. So I don't dare to approach him."
That was why she had backed away when the crowd had surged to him, standing as a solitary figure apart.
"Alright..." Lan Huayi could not deny, after seeing Wu Yu's work today, that he was someone destined for great things. As long as he did not die, he would definitely go far!
"Or perhaps this Wu Yu will one day enter the true battle of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent, and fight with all the other ultimate powers..."
After some celebrations, night soon arrived. Wu Yu had not let the cheers befuddle his brain. Under the moonlight, he returned to Yanli Mountain, to the place where Sun Wudao's grave had been. He continued to work at his Inner Vajra Buddha. Now, with more than 300 Spirit Concentration Pills, he need only continue to cultivate the Invincible Vajra Body.
Su Yanli was by his side. She too was cultivating quietly. Her white clothes were a stark contrast to the night's dark colors. Under the moonlight, her sylph-like features made her look like a goddess, pure beyond comparison.
She opened her eyes, but there was a shadow within them. She looked out at the 10,000 Swords Formation and lightly sighed. "Although Dark Entropic Lord is dead, the very foundations of the 10,000 Swords Formation have been shaken. Who knows how much longer it will last. Wu Yu, do you regret returning to this place and all the danger..."
"Do you?" Wu Yu countered.
Su Yanli looked back towards the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. "Master led me to the path of cultivation. He gave me everything, and brought me out of the mortal realm. Now that I've seen this colorful world, even if I die here, I will be content. The Heavenly Sword Sect is the place that raised me, and Master is the one who brought me up. I'm willing to die for this land, rather than leave here alive."
She was straightforward and resolute. Her heart belonged to Feng Xueya, and even Wu Yu did not hold such firm reverence for Feng Xueya.
"Your turn now." Su Yanli inclined her head with a warm smile towards him.
Wu Yu took a deep breath. "I don't know. My desire to kill is stronger than yours. And all that I want now is to improve myself. After the 10,000 Swords Formation falls, I will kill as many humans and demons as I can."
He had not been at the Heavenly Sword Sect for long.
"You have no need to shoulder this. You can fly away, and take revenge for us next time. Because truthfully, the one who helped you the most was Sun Wudao, and not us. You do not need to stand guard here with us," Su Yanli said.
Wu Yu shook his head.
"Although I can leave alive, I would rather fight till the end."
No one and nothing would stop him.
That night, Su Yanli reached out a fair, white palm to clasp his own. Her warm hand in his, bathed in moonlight. They sat until the sunrise, neither speaking a word.
...
The roiling spiritual qi actually gave them a pleasant surprise!
Perhaps because of the tremendous pressure, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect had all gone fanatic!
They condensed qi like never before. They exchanged sword dao techniques and helped each other condense qi. They even lent each other Spirit Concentration Pills.
Some really needed them, while others did not.
Wu Yu had lent more than 100 out, and he had not even hesitated. After all, all of it was plunder.
What comforted him the most was to see someone succeed in condensing qi almost every day, reaching a new level.
Such a level of cultivation was a combination of circumstance and effort!
Of them, the most outstanding was Wu Yu. Because he was building his Inner Vajra Buddha, his body was constantly glowing with golden words. He continued to cut himself, to break himself down, to destroy himself. And then be reborn. It made the other disciples' scalps itch.
This was what they admired most about Wu Yu.
Because he could do it. No matter how torturous it was, he would soldier on without rest.
Wu Yu wanted to stop as well. After all, cultivating the Invincible Vajra Body was torture. It needed thousands and thousands of episodes of torture to refine the body, honing it like a weapon, until even his internal organs were as strong as steel.
But whenever he opened his eyes and saw others beside him, he knew he could not stop.
This was the final resting place of Sun Wudao. He did not wish for the Zhongyuan Dao Sect to build Jiang Xie's new palace here. It was the place where the spiritual qi was thickest.
For now, they were safe. Time passed, and they could only watch as Feng Xueya continued to do battle with the 10,000 Swords Formation. Every day, the swords flew, and the formation shuddered. The 10,000 Swords Formation weakened day by day. It was clear that it could not hold out for long now before it eventually collapsed.
But no one blamed Feng Xueya and the others. They had already done all they could. The nine experts on the 10,000 Swords Formation had fought from the start until now without even proper rest.
And the enemy could see a light at the end of their tunnel. They attacked with renewed vigor. With the Dark Entropic Lord gone, their attacks were even more frenzied than before. They actually conducted sneak attacks that almost brought the 10,000 Swords Formation down.
The more this was so, the more the disciples gritted their teeth, or yelled!
Their immortal treasures were beside them, ready to rush forward to do battle at any time. To kill! In truth, the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples were much more powerful than the disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. But the enemy also had ferocious demons, and much higher numbers!
"Inner Vajra Buddha, Inner Vajra Buddha!" Wu Yu was constantly honing himself. As time passed, the Inner Vajra Buddha within him grew taller and taller. But even at this rate, it seemed like it would not reach four zhang before the 10,000 Swords Formation crumbled and the final battle began!
That was why Wu Yu was getting anxious.
He fervently wished that he could have another breakthrough, and at least be able to kill those of the elder level!
A pity that life was not such a bed of roses.
The 10,000 Swords Formation's dwindling had reached the point where collapse was imminent. On this day, one of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had finally found a weak spot. They rushed through the 10,000 Swords Formation and entered the Bipo Mountain Range!
The dreaded danger had arrived...
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Chapter 0153: Heaven Against Hell
The 10,000 Swords Formation was riddled through and through now. Through the barrage of swords, a gap appeared, from which a ghostly cultivator emerged. He charged through the gap, entering the Bipo Mountain Range unhindered!
This could be a turning point!
Feng Xueya and the other eight were still holding the 10,000 Swords Formation against the rest, so only the ninth tier Qi Condensation elders remained to deal with this person. Once they could not hold on, then the system within the Bipo Mountain Range would start dysfunctioning. It might even trigger the same situation that Wu Yu had created at the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. That would be problematic. Once Feng Xueya and the others' formation was broken, then the 10,000 Swords Formation would fail!
At that very moment, Wu Yu was gritting his teeth. His entire body was covered in golden sigils that shone through his golden skin. He was like a body of gold and iron!
The disciples around him were also deeply immersed in their sword dao training and their condensation of spiritual power.
Suddenly, the sounds of fighting came from the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. A clash and clatter!
Wu Yu's eyes flew open. He had an uneasy feeling. The disciples in the vicinity were looking around as well, some angry, some fearful.
"You lot stay here. I'll go take a look!" Wu Yu said to Su Yanli, Qing Mang, and the others. He quickly shifted into a golden beam of light and headed over, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
"Everybody, stay calm. Remember your vow to defend to the death!" Su Yanli was the first to be a calming presence. She too had turned towards the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, her immortal treasure longsword already in her hand.
"Wu Yu."
She was a little worried.
Wu Yu flew on his sword above the mountains, passing the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. He immediately saw that there were close to 10 people in the skies above the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. They were currently surrounding a black-clothed ghostly cultivator. They had shifted into a sword formation to attack him!
The ghostly cultivator was dementedly charging towards Feng Xueya and the others. He must've been attempting to destroy the 10,000 Swords Formation's internal structure. As long as he could attack Feng Xueya, the 10,000 Swords Formation would immediately crumble!
"Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts!"
Such a crisis caused Wu Yu's anger to bubble over!
At this moment, there was already a corpse on the floor. It belonged to a ninth tier Qi Condensation elder. The ghostly cultivator had already killed one the moment he entered.
If there had been more people here, then they might have paid a higher price in death as well!
The ghostly cultivator was at least at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm; otherwise, he would not have been able to resist so strongly against a group of ninth tier Qi Condensation experts, and still charge towards Feng Xueya's side.
Along his wake, mountains and rocks were smashed, and trees sheared down. He seeped forward like a black fog. This was the threatening enigma of ghostly cultivator dao techniques, and it made him difficult to pin down. Even nine sword cultivators were hard pressed to keep him down and block his attacks!
The Disorienting Mist Formation had been gone for many days, and Wu Yu could roughly guess which ghostly cultivator this was!
Ranked sixth in the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, Liu Haijun!
He was at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and just short of one spiritual orifice. He was about at the same level as Jiang Ji.
Liu Haijun was holding two different types of immortal treasure, and was a fear-inspiring sight. One was a harpoon with a completely black body, but there were three dead fish-eyes at the top, colored a deep blood-red. With each attack, one could smell the fresh blood emanating from it.
The other was a huge net. It was made out of some organism's sinew, and had been adorned with tens of bronze bells. The chiming sounds were like a ghost's eerie wails. The wailing sent a cold chill down people's scalps!
With these two immortal treasures, the ghostly cultivator was posing an enormous threat even as he faced the Nine Palaces Sword Formation. The entire battlefield was being pressed by Liu Haijun as he continued to shift towards Feng Xueya's position!
With Liu Haijun causing trouble in their midst, Jiang Xie and the others outside were frantically pressing their window as well. They bunched together and pushed, forcing Feng Xueya and the others to have to commit their full attention to the 10,000 Swords Formation and be unable to deal with Liu Haijun.
At the foot of the mountain, Shen Erjun bellowed his laughter. "Old Liu, leave a few girls and kill the rest! The female sword cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect are very tasty! I like them!"
Boom, boom, boom!
He was using a huge crucible as his weapon. He heaved it high above his head to stop the swords flying his way!
Both sides were locked in head-on combat now. The battle for life and death had begun suddenly!
Liu Haijun hooted. "Don't worry, Second Brother. Today, we will enjoy the fresh-faced orthodox disciples of this immortal mountain on Dark Entropic Lord's behalf! I don't want too many. 300 will do."
With such a turn of events, they were already dividing the Heavenly Sword Sect up as if it were a fish on the chopping block.
The ghostly cultivators' blasphemous ways were nauseating to witness. Wu Yu had heard that the ghostly cultivators had no conscience, allowing power to rule them. They pursued no code of honor, and the mighty treated others as though they were cattle.
Wu Yu could see that Night Wishes for Snow and Lan Boli were within the Nine Palaces Sword Formation.
This sword formation was said to be devised by Feng Xueya from an ancient design. According to its records, it could be empowered to form Four Elephants, Five Affinities, Six Dao, Seven Stars, Eight Trigrams, Nine Palaces, or Ten Directions Sword Formation. The greatest strength of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples was that they could form an offensive formation the moment they had four or more disciples. Wu Yu had only been cultivating for a short while, and had yet to enter such cultivation. Otherwise, he could have joined the Nine Palaces Sword Formation to make it a Ten Directions Sword Formation, and amplify the power greatly!
Nine swords harranged Liu Haijun, and they fought strenuously. The situation was tense. Wu Yu descended from above, blocking Liu Haijun's path towards Feng Xueya.
"Don't let him through at any cost!"
Liu Haijun was fighting the Nine Palaces Sword Formation with his ghostly harpoon. He was not actually fighting it head-on, but employing a ghostly cultivator dao technique to constantly change. He called ghosts and used the Net of Spooky Bells to block them. He continued to pull the Nine Palaces Sword Formation closer and closer towards Feng Xueya!
All four factions were gathered here!
"Wu Yu?" Seeing Wu Yu, Liu Haijun's smile grew malicious. The Spectral Concubine and the Dark Entropic Lord had both died because of Wu Yu. And right now, Wu Yu was an important target on this battlefield!
He was extremely happy to see this. His harpoon danced and weaved, stabbing the ground. Tens of evil ghosts burrowed out from the ground, clogging the air with a putrefying smell. Tens of vengeful spirits also emerged, and they were difficult to dispel with dao techniques. They wreaked havoc within the bodies of the Heavenly Sword Sect elders!
Weng, weng!
The evil ghosts were easily dealt with. Rather, it was the vengeful spirits that were difficult to handle. Only killing Liu Haijun would do.
Wu Yu saw that Liu Haijun was about to rush out of the encirclement, but he knew that he could not possibly face him alone.
It was a pivotal moment, and everyone's hearts were in their throats.Wu Yu suddenly saw Jiang Ding and Qinghua of the East, who were tied down. Both were watching the show with a sneer.
Without a word, Wu Yu took to the skies. In a flash, he had Qinghua of the East dangling in the air, then he appeared before Jiang Xie!
"Jiang Xie, back down from the 10,000 Swords Formation immediately, or Qinghua of the East dies!"
As long as they backed down, Feng Xueya and the others could extricate themselves for a while, and Liu Haijun would be doomed. They could avert this crisis.
Jiang Xie raised his head, teeth gritted. He indeed hesitated for a while, but this was their golden opportunity. He continued to lower his head and charge, tearing into the 10,000 Swords Formation.
It seemed like Qinghua of the East was not worth a lot in Jiang Xie's heart. He was not as valuable as this opportunity. In that case, keeping him around was useless. Wu Yu shifted his finger into a sword blade.
"Wu Yu, don't! DON'T!"
Qinghua of the East was ashen, and shaking all over. He was completely trussed up.
"Master, save me!"
He was an important disciple of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, on par with Night Wishes for Snow. His pitiful voice wailed out reedily under Wu Yu's control.
Far away, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples exchanged glances. They were very worried. Jiang Xie showed no sign of intending to save his eldest disciple at all.
"A pity. Not something your master wants."
Wu Yu knew that if it had been Feng Xueya, he would definitely have saved his life.
Crack!
Wu Yu killed Qinghua of the East before everyone's eyes, flinging the corpse into the 10,000 Swords Formation!
The flung corpse was cut into a shower of blood that pattered down on the heads of Jiang Xie and the others!
"Qinghua!"
Jiang Xie trumpeted, his face purple with rage. His spiritual power roiled, blasting a huge crater around him.
He and Wu Yu stared at each other. There was nothing but hostility between them. When he lowered his gaze, Liu Haijun was still heading for Feng Xueya and the others. Wu Yu hoisted Jiang Ding up. With his hands and legs removed by Feng Xueya, Jiang Ding naturally offered no resistance to Wu Yu.
"Kid, you dare to kill me?" Jiang Ding's gaze was cold. He was like a god of death - an intimidating manner about him.
"I dare to kill you. What about it?"
Wu Yu rushed into the air with him. He wanted to find out. Qinghua of the East was not enough. Would Jiang Ding have a greater place in Jiang Xie's heart?
If not, then there was no use in keeping him around either.
They had saved Jiang Ding for this exact moment.
In the sky, Wu Yu charged Jiang Xie to agape mouths all around. "I'll give you till the count of three. Immediately cease your attack, and back out of the 10,000 Swords Formation with the demons and ghostly cultivators! Otherwise, Jiang Ding will be the next Qinghua of the East!"
"WU YU!" Jiang Xie screamed. Even the clouds themselves trembled.
This had been their golden opportunity, but Wu Yu was forcing their hand with hostages. With Qinghua of the East dead, Jiang Xie had lost another face of respectability. And now his own brother was on the line, and another pillar of strength for the Zhongyuan Dao Sect!
"ONE!" Wu Yu was not going to waste time!
Jiang Xie was fit to burst, and made his decision. He said to the Ninth Spirit and the others, "Come, we will have more chances. Let us back down for now."
Tian Yijun cackled. "Sect Leader Jiang, do not lose your wits now. You must know that Jiang Ding was dead the moment he landed in their hands. If you will not see Jiang Ding dead, then no matter how many times we attack, we will be forced to back down!"
The Ninth Spirit said, "Tian Yijun is right. It's a rare opportunity, and I'm not willing to back out either. If we begrudge Jiang Ding's death, then the sword cultivators will just threaten us with Jiang Ding over and over."
Wu Yu had not expected that the demons and ghostly cultivators would not listen to Jiang Xie.
Most crucially, the look in Jiang Xie's eyes changed upon hearing these words. Finally, he lifted his head with a hard look in his eyes. He spoke to Jiang Ding. "Brothers we will be. In the next life."
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Chapter 0154: Ghost Insects in the Body
There was a collective gasp upon hearing this. Who would have thought that Jiang Xie would be so cruel? To have the single-mindedness to sacrifice even his own brother; that was shocking.
Jiang Ding laughed loudly. "Jiang Xie, I have but one thing to say. You son of a b*tch, I hope you die!" To hear such bitter words exchanged between brothers during such a time was a sobering experience.
Jiang Xie, in order to break the 10,000 Swords Formation, would even give up his brother's life. Jiang Ding was useless now.
"Wu Yu, release me, and I'll fight this Liu Haijun for you. What say you?" Jiang Ding suddenly offered.
This was a gamble.
Wu Yu stared coldly at him.
This would be Feng Xueya's decision.
But Wu Yu was afraid that even Feng Xueya would be taken in.
Although this Jiang Ding hated Jiang Xie with a passion at this point, he was no kind soul either! Wu Yu definitely did not trust him. Once he had his freedom, and within the Bipo Mountain Range to boot, then he would be even more terrifying to deal with than Liu Haijun.
"Impossible!"
Wu Yu morphed his finger into a sword and resolutely severed his neck.
"You!" Jiang Ding had not thought that his overture of goodwill would be met with Wu Yu's murderous reply.
Weng!
His corpse followed after Qinghua of the East's.
"Who would have thought that the leader of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect was someone of such rotten character? He would even give up his own brother's life, let alone the others. As disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, you should feel ashamed."
Wu Yu used Jiang Ding's death to further undermine the Zhongyuan Dao Sect's morale.
It was definitely effective, especially for the younger disciples - they found that they could no longer muster respect for the Jiang Xie before them now, after his transformation.
Their feelings were mostly those of fear now.
But even so, the threat of Liu Haijun had yet to be neutralized. Wu Yu had little time to care about anything else. He immediately leapt down, his hands curled around the Onyx Pearl Dao Swords. He barred Liu Haijun's way, ready to take him on if he broke through the Nine Palaces Sword Formation!
Everyone was getting extremely tense. Had the final struggle come so soon!?
"Wu Yu!"
Suddenly, Night Wishes for Snow yelled.
The multitude of vengeful spirits had rushed into his body, and were severely affecting him. And Liu Haijun seized the opportunity to exploit a gap in the Nine Palaces Sword Formation. The ghostly harpoon skewered Night Wishes for Snow and he leapt out to the waiting Wu Yu!
"Here's a present for you!"
Liu Haijun was cackling madly. Evidently, he had already prepared himself to deal with the lurking Wu Yu.
The ghostly harpoon retracted, and the Net of Spooky Bells soared out. As the bronze bells clanged, the Net of Spooky Bells dropped on Wu Yu, tying him down. Liu Haijun leapt past him, on towards Feng Xueya.
"Enjoy."
Liu Haijun was even harder to deal with than Wu Yu had imagined, especially with this Net of Spooky Bells. The bells' ringing had a titillating and disorienting effect. When he came to his senses, he realized that he had been completely entangled and could not move easily. If not for the Invincible Vajra Body, he would already have been squeezed to a pulp!
The real terror had yet to come. Just as Wu Yu was about to shred the net, the tens of bronze bells spurted tens of black, scorpion-like ghost insects that tore at Wu Yu's flesh. They frantically tried to burrow into his body!
The horror and pain was not something that ordinary people could bear!
The methods of ghostly cultivators were just this ghastly. Wu Yu finally had his eyes opened. Compared to the Spectral Concubine, this Liu Haijun was the real deal!
If not for Wu Yu's Invincible Vajra Body, those ghost insects would not be half-sticking out of his body, but would have rushed in to eat his viscera clean!
In that instant, Wu Yu smelled the stench of death.
His body was seized with a blinding pain that was even more intense than that of the Inner Vajra Buddha.
He could see that Night Wishes for Snow and the others were rushing up anxiously...
He could see Liu Haijun laughing as he passed him, ready to strike the final blow...
He could even see the young disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect looking on, anxious and uneasy, from the sidelines...
Why take responsibility? Why love? Why seek justice?
In that instant, Wu Yu realized how much he hated losing!
"No! I WON'T LOSE! I WON'T DIE! I WON'T! I WON'T BE CONTENT!"
The hatred in his heart bubbled over!
Even if he was going to die, he would bring one down with him!
In that instant, time seemed oh so slow.
His head dipped, and he saw the ghost insects tearing into his flesh...
Those mandibles and feelers, razor sharp...
The venomous mouths...
He saw the easy contempt in Liu Haijun's eye, he saw his arrogance...
He saw the uneasiness, frustration, and pain of the elders...
His mind and heart were drowned in the volcano of his anger. His entire body heated up!
Suddenly, he saw the Unparalleled Monkey King rise from golden flames. His proud, dominating figure. He rebelled, he caused chaos, but he had his own sense of justice!
What was a mere ghostly cultivator?
"Great Sage!"
Suddenly, he smiled lightly. With a puff of air, everything froze.
"Fixed Body Art!"
In that instant, he managed to crane his head. Just as Liu Haijun passed by him, he blew on him.
Wu Yu was at the sixth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and this Liu Haijun was at the ninth tier. Three tiers apart - the Fixed Body Art's effect was extremely weak!
But even an instant counted for much in such an electrifying situation. The Nine Palaces Sword Formation caught up, piling on him. Exactly because Liu Haijun could not predict it, he was completely caught off-guard by the moment of paralysis. He felt like even his heart was going to stop.
Crash!
A plethora of sword dao techniques tore through his chest. Night Wishes for Snow's golden frost sword qi directly sliced off his right arm.
He was unable to control the Net of Spooky Bells now. Wu Yu flung it aside, the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword quickly taking care of the ghost insects that were still exposed.
Because of the sudden change, Liu Haijun was again surrounded by the Nine Palaces Sword Formation, and was being pummeled. After Wu Yu had dealt with the ghost insects on his body, he could see that Liu Haijun was being battered. Not only had he lost an arm, but a leg to go with it as well. He looked pathetically and desperately at Wu Yu. "What kind of dao technique is that!? How could it hold me!? Impossible!"
Why would Wu Yu ever tell him that it was part of the 72 Transformations?
"Kill him!"
The nine sword cultivators seized the opportunity. Even as he struggled desperately, a severely injured Liu Haijun could not stand against nine attackers at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm!
As long as Liu Haijun lived, the danger was still present. Without a word, Wu Yu entered the fray!
Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike!
Two separate bursts of sword qi, one in front and the other trailing. They expended the last of Wu Yu's spiritual power!
This was the strongest killing move that anyone at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm could employ. In the barrage of sword cuts, Liu Haijun could only block the first strike, but was skewered through the head by the second. He died on the spot, falling to his knees!
The last thing he saw was the look in Wu Yu's eyes. The unbeaten look that looked for more. His eyes widened one last time. On his knees, he slumped to the floor!
"Liu Haijun, dead!"
One of the elders lifted Liu Haijun's corpse high into the air. The fiery battle had finally concluded.
Liu Haijun's death meant that the Heavenly Sword Sect was safe again. It could hold out, perhaps for a day, perhaps for a few...
Perhaps only those nearby could see that Liu Haijun's blunder and recapture by the Nine Palaces Sword Formation were all thanks to Wu Yu. After their monumental victory, everyone sat down on the floor wearily.
All 10 exchanged looks, sharing a sense of having been to a different world.
They had killed a ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivator. Besides, their opponent had not been fighting, but rushing out of their enclosure. That had made him even harder to deal with.
"Old Liu!"
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had naturally seen their own brother die in battle!
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts were struck heavily by the loss!
They had been about to succeed, but now all their work was for naught.
Even Jiang Xie and the Ninth Spirit were momentarily at a loss.
They had seen with their own eyes that Liu Haijun had slipped for a moment and was then turned on. The entire process had only taken an instant.
"Heavenly Sword Sect!"
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts' eyes were filled with blood now. Their hatred and anger towards the Heavenly Sword Sect tripled!
Feng Xueya and the others had not given them a chance to grieve. With the internal problem resolved, they redoubled the 10,000 Swords Formation to press the defense, beating Jiang Xie and the others!
They had scored a huge victory for now!
Actually, Su Yanli, Mo Shishu, and the others had been watching the battle from nearby. When they saw Liu Haijun looking invincible, their hearts were seized with worry. And now that he was dead, their cheers rang out as they wept over their victory! The horrifying life and death battle had been overcome, and they were safe again...
Although they still could not see the light on the horizon, at least they were still alive!
Through their teary vision, they could still see Wu Yu. Perhaps many did not know how instrumental a role he had played this time to save them all. But to Wu Yu, that was unimportant. His exchange with Liu Haijun had made him realize how glaring the gap still was between himself and the elite fighters.
A few ghost insects had already burrowed into his body, eating at him.
A few pieces of his flesh fell off. It was quite chilling to watch.
"Junior Brother, hold on!" Night Wishes for Snow was about to use his immortal treasure longsword to stab him, and also the ghost insects within him.
These ghost insects sent a shiver down their spines.
"No need."
Wu Yu had thought of something else. He sat cross-legged on the ground and began to incant the Vajra Sutra. His body was soon covered in golden light, many golden sigils appearing on his skin. They began to hone and torture his body. The ghost insects were quickly engulfed by the golden sigils and torn to shreds with nowhere to run.
However, Wu Yu had indeed been severely wounded this time.
Luckily, Night Wishes for Snow had once given Wu Yu a Restoration Origin Pill. Wu Yu swallowed it down now. Coupled with the natural tenacity of the Invincible Vajra Body, he recovered completely in a day, his energy completely replenished.
Opening his eyes, he saw the 10,000 Swords Formation still shimmering above. Feng Xueya and the others were still holding out. They did not wish for blood to run like a river through their land.
The logic was similar to a siege. As long as the enemy was held back at the moat, then the populace was safe.
Perhaps Feng Xueya and the others were waiting for something, but it was a faint hope. It was more realistic to only trust one's own strength.
"Wu Yu, perhaps you should rest?" Today, Su Yanli was waiting on him. Seeing him come to, she gave him a warm smile, fresh as a spring flower.
"It's alright."
Wu Yu stood up, and together they left on his sword for the spiritual qi spring. They faced the morning sun, and he continued to cultivate the Inner Vajra Buddha without a word. How much he could continue to grow was all up to fate now.
After the battle with Liu Haijun, Wu Yu's attitude had changed slightly.
He was even more single-minded now, even more suited to the spirit of the Inner Vajra Buddha. Suddenly, he realized that the growth rate of the Inner Vajra Buddha had become faster...
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Chapter 0155: To Ride the Winds and Crest the Waves
"A will of iron, a heart of peace. Conviction."
Suddenly, he realized that the second tier of the Invincible Vajra Body was not merely about being able to endure pain for a long time.
Sometimes, the revelations of the heart and spiritual changes were equally important.
After another near-death incident, and walking past the gates to the next world, Wu Yu had gained new insight to this withering and arduous process.
"A strong heart comes from a strong body.
"From a resolute heart, the Will of Vajra germinates, and a Body of Vajra germinates.
"The Will of Vajra does not waver in the face of death. To constantly refine oneself. All good and evil in the world begins from my heart."
Wu Yu had not thought that such a day would come. He had shrugged off the pain, proudly reciting the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra. And now he had entered a new, strange level. Who would have thought that the highest level was not enduring painful growth, but relishing it?
This was a form of surpassing himself.
It was a process that had turned from sour to sweet.
For example, using the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra to kill the ghost insects. That had been sweet.
Building his body and pursuing Vajra. That was not misery, but a physical baptism akin to body rebirth. It was a reconstitution of his body.
Just like that, his spirits full, the speed at which Wu Yu chanted the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra grew faster and faster, until he lost track of time.
Sometimes, fully engrossed in a vortex of golden light, he forgot that time was passing.
The golden vortex was like a sea in which he bathed. Immersed in the golden vortex, he floated with the waves. He felt like he was becoming one with the vortex, even becoming the vortex.
Perhaps only those close to him would realize that before, he could not finish the sutra 10 times in a day. And now, he could do much more than that, perhaps even close to a hundred.
Bang!
Suddenly, they saw that there was a huge Buddha that kept growing outside of Wu Yu's body. It continued to grow until it was a full four zhang tall!
Weng!
The Buddha suddenly disappeared, and they stared at Wu Yu, perplexed. They could feel that he had grown stronger, especially in physical strength. Without question, his spiritual change had helped his Invincible Vajra Body quickly reach the fourth realm.
This was all thanks to Liu Haijun.
And Wu Yu's somatic strength had soared to godly levels, the like of which had never been seen before. Spiritual power aside, 1,000 Feng Xueyas would not be Wu Yu's match.
It felt like he could level mountains and part seas with a lift of his hand.
His Vajra body was like sharp metal. Even staring at him caused a sharp pain. In the moment that Wu Yu broke through, everyone drew a distance apart, not daring to look directly at him.
Envy, respect, and fear were clearly written in their eyes.
The gold on his body gradually faded, and Wu Yu opened his eyes. As expected, his body was stronger than ever before. The masculine qi surged through the Bipo Mountain Range, until even a certain 1,000-year-old fox demon could smell it. It was like a sun buried within the Bipo Mountain Range.
Wu Yu could feel the changes in his body. He smiled to those around him, then sat down and took out 30 more Spirit Concentration Pills.
He prepared to condense qi in his seventh spiritual orifice, and reach the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm!
The seventh spiritual orifice was in the soles of his feet. It was called the Gushing Spring Meridian!
The Gushing Spring Meridian was connected to the ground. What was most important was for the spiritual qi in the ground to flow through the Gushing Spring Meridian and directly gather within its spiritual source. It was said that after condensing qi in the Gushing Spring Meridian, one simply had to stand on the ground for one's spiritual qi to regenerate extremely quickly!
Everyone could only gape as they watched Wu Yu pop Spirit Concentration Pills like peas. Spirit Concentration Pill after Spirit Concentration Pill followed into his mouth. He rapidly absorbed them, and his spiritual power continued to rise.
Because his spiritual power came very quickly, Wu Yu needed an even stronger body to suppress it. Normal people would kill themselves if they absorbed Spirit Concentration Pills like that. Being able to refine one a month was already a respectable feat.
The Spirit Concentration Pills plundered from the Zhongyuan Dao Sect entered Wu Yu's body one after another. The Gushing Spring Meridian's spiritual source formed with unprecedented speed. The rampaging power was completely controlled by Wu Yu's unbreakable body. Honestly, his spiritual power was much coarser than that of others. But besides the Invincible Vajra Body, Wu Yu still had the Great Way of Immortality Art. Using the Great Way of Immortality Art to construct this spiritual source, it was born robust and complete, defying demons and gods!
Exactly because of this, even if his opponents were growing stronger and stronger, Wu Yu could still maintain his ability to defeat opponents who were two realms higher!
Not long after, he successfully condensed qi, and entered the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. And at this time, Su Yanli had only just begun to construct her sixth spiritual source. Mo Shishu was still a long way from reaching the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm.
"Sigh, what a disgrace. If this continues, I'll be ashamed to call you 'Junior Brother!'" Mo Shishu pulled a long face as he feigned sobbing.
The crowd surged up, completely reverent of Wu Yu's progress.
Wu Yu saw that Su Yanli was both happy for him and admiring. But her look for Wu Yu was just like Wu You's - the look one would give a younger brother. It contained satisfaction and pride.
"I should go flex some strength."
Wu Yu was finally confident enough to make such an utterance. These days, the 10,000 Swords Formation was threadbare and on its last legs. Although no one else had broken through, even the servant disciples could see that the 10,000 Swords Formation was unstable. Some reckoned that the 10,000 Swords Formation would not last another three days.
"Master."
Wu Yu had come to the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. At this time, Jiang Xie and the others had gone to rest, while Feng Xueya and the others still had to keep the 10,000 Swords Formation in motion. They could not get adequate rest like Jiang Xie.
Occasionally, a few elders and disciples, like Night Wishes for Snow, would maintain it for a while.
Seeing Wu Yu, all of them had relieved expressions on their faces. Feng Xueya noticed the commotion. "Another breakthrough, perhaps?"
All of them were waiting for his answer.
They had not expected Wu Yu to have another breakthrough a mere month after he had reached the sixth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. Condensing meridians was a process that got harder the further one advanced. This was because controlling more spiritual power was not an easy task, and that did not factor in how the meridians interacted. Normally, ordinary people would slow down, even taking up to a few decades. On the contrary, Wu Yu was miraculously speeding up.
"Yes, Master." Wu Yu had understated his abilities. The Will of Vajra had changed his personality quite a bit.
Hearing this affirmation in their dark circumstances, everyone smiled hopefully. It had been a constant stream of bad news from the 10,000 Swords Formation, and the chances of the Heavenly Sword Sect getting through this had been getting slimmer and slimmer. Only Wu Yu always brought them good news.
"What do you plan to do?" Feng Xueya knew that Wu Yu would not come to look for him for nothing.
"They say the 10,000 Swords Formation will not last three days." Wu Yu lifted his head to look at him.
"Perhaps. Might be two, might be four. But there's no difference now. After holding out for so long, we're at our limit." After eking out a few months, Feng Xueya had become gaunt. He was no longer as aloof as he had been in the past, and was much warmer to his own now.
Wu Yu understood now.
He looked at the crowd and said, "Master, give me three more days. I want to change things up."
"You want to go back to the Zhongyuan Dao Sect?" Feng Xueya had guessed it.
"That's right. This time, I will defeat Jiang Ji."
"The same method twice. Will it work?" Lan Huayi could not help but doubt.
Indeed, it would be difficult to pull off. That was why others were being more reasonable regarding Wu Yu's decision.
Only Feng Xueya didn't doubt him. He said, "I believe in you. No matter what, you go ahead. Three days? Then we will hold for three days. We will await your return. That is all."
The master and disciple shared a wordless look.
Wu Yu did not belabor the point. He needed three days. That was all. All that remained was to see if his trip would be as fruitful as he imagined.
"Wu Yu."
As he turned away, Feng Xueya suddenly called him, tossing a black, rope-like object roughly one zhang long to him. Wu Yu looked at it closely. It was actually a vine with black leaves and many thorns. They were extremely sharp.
It was an immortal treasure!
"This was Jiang Ding's Stalk of the Clouds. There are two Immortal Treasure Spirit Designs in it. One is the Fortification Spirit Design, which can make the Stalk of the Clouds stronger than many immortal treasures. The other is the Elongation Spirit Design, which can make the Stalk of the Clouds grow to over 500 zhang in an instant. It's not a bad immortal treasure."
Jiang Ding was at the tenth tier of the Qi Condensation, and the second strongest person in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect before he died. His immortal treasure looked simple, but it was much better than the Tapestry of Mountains and Rivers or Reaper Gourd that Wu Yu currently held.
People normally used lasso-type immortal treasures to restrict their opponents, but Wu Yu did not have one. It was the right time for Feng Xueya to give Jiang Ding's immortal treasure to Wu Yu.
"Use it well."
"Yes, Master." Wu Yu stowed the Stalk of the Clouds. Feng Xueya was expecting much of him, and he would live up to those expectations.
"Junior Brother, I'm envious of your Stalk of the Clouds. It's a good treasure. Treasure it well." Night Wishes for Snow smiled.
He was the straightforward type. If he wanted it, he would not hide his intentions.
"However, it suits you better," Night Wishes for Snow said wistfully.
"Don't let your senior brother down." Carrying their hopes, Wu Yu set forth once again. This time, he flew with his full strength using the Art of Sword Flight.
To ride the winds and crest the waves!
After a day, he arrived in the skies of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect and swooped down from above.
Below him: the Palace of Eternal Peace.
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