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Chapter 0156: Great Dao's Killing Power
Again, he had come to the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain!
The Palace of Eternal Peace only had one exit, which led underground, which was a huge, stone door made up of several huge stones!
And when Wu Yu arrived, Jiang Ji was before the huge, stone door, talking and laughing with a few young female disciples. His laughter was pregnant with ill-intent. He was clearly looking to take advantage of these young and nubile girls, and therefore was making them laugh.
Everyone knew that Jiang Ji was not known for his restraint. But they had not thought that, even when surrounded by war on all sides, he would still act this way while guarding the Zhongyuan Dao Sect.
Wu Yu had his eyes opened as well. These were clearly disciples of the Immortal Dao, and probably at the Qi Condensation Realm. They were not any weaker than Heavenly Immortal Hao Tian. But they responded to Jiang Ji's playful teasing with wanton and kittenish abandon.
All that could be said was that the Zhongyuan Dao Sect was much less proper than the Heavenly Sword Sect. And to think they called themselves orthodox and righteous.
"Third Uncle, there's someone above!"
"It's that Wu Yu!"
Besides Jiang Ji, everyone at the Zhongyuan Dao Sect was terrified of Wu Yu. Many of their wounded still lay within the Palace of Eternal Peace!
A few of the girls turned white as a sheet upon seeing Wu Yu. They half-fell, half-scrambled their way back into the Palace of Eternal Peace to seek cover.
"Don't be afraid, I..." Jiang Ji had not even finished his sentence when all the female disciples had already taken refuge in the Palace of Eternal Peace. This response was a slap to his face.
Just as he was enjoying himself, Wu Yu had come to disrupt things again. He did not even need to lift his head. Wu Yu landed on the rock right before him. The rock, which was tens of zhang wide, shuddered with the impact, and he felt like an earthquake had struck.
"Wu Yu!" Jiang Ji faced him unflinchingly with a flinty expression. His anger still burned in his heart, and now it was fed with fuel. The fiasco at the Zhongyuan Dao Sect the last time had caused him to be scolded terribly by Jiang Xie. That image still shone clear in his mind!
"Who would have thought we would meet again so soon." Wu Yu's face was expressionless. Facing this elder at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, he was unfazed. With a loud crack, he split the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword into two, his wrists twirling the swords menacingly. He advanced on Jiang Ji.
From his stance, Jiang Ji realized that he was intending to fight him.
He laughed. "Maybe the Heavenly Sword Sect has fallen, and a barbarian like yourself has escaped and come here for revenge? You pitiful little thing, you've lost everything, including your reason. I hear that you're Feng Xueya's disciple. Has Feng Xueya already been cut into pieces by my big brother? Has Lan Huayi already been sullied through and through by the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts? Have your brothers been decimated by the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples and eaten by the demons? And have your sisters been sent to heaven by the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples?"
Saying thus, Jiang Ji burst into wild laughter. He had an extremely vindictive smile on his face.
From within the Palace of Eternal Peace, a few disciples had craned their heads out for a look. Hearing Jiang Ji's words, they could not help but cheer.
"Third Uncle, look at Wu Yu's ugly expression! You must have hit a nerve!"
"Maybe his beloved sister was killed by our brothers. Otherwise, why would he look so sour?"
"The Bipo Mountain Range must be a field of corpses now! I want to go and see, maybe kill a few sword cultivator dogs!"
Wu Yu turned to look at them. He was not at all incensed by their jeers and taunts.
"You are all orthodox martial cultivators, but all you can think of is killing, plunder, rape. You are no different from the darker side that mortals have. How can you become immortals? Moreover, how can you ever achieve anything when cultivating the dao?"
From his higher level, Wu Yu felt pity for them, even though his own abilities were considered modest in the larger scheme of things. They would never come to know the true dao!
"Behold this Wu Yu. Last time, he caused us so much fucking trouble. Today, we will cook him, and throw him on the mountain to feed the ants!"
Saying thus, Jiang Ji pulled out his immortal treasure, a long knife inscribed with a green dragon that coiled down to the hilt. The green dragon's eyes had two symbols that looked like waves.
The immortal treasure was called the Green Dragon Dirk. It was no less powerful than Wu Yu's own Onyx Pearl Dao Sword, although it was less intricate.
As Jiang Ji roared his laughter, the nine spiritual sources within his body churned with spiritual power. In an instant, his aura burst forth like the ocean. It rushed Wu Yu and swamped him!
Feeling the power that Jiang Ji had called upon, the disciples within the Palace of Eternal Peace cheered and laughed. Last time, Jiang Ji had not been able to catch Wu Yu. This time, Wu Yu had served himself up on a silver platter - why would Jiang Ji show him mercy?
"His anger at his sect's fall must have robbed him of his wits. Third Uncle, take the chance and destroy this Wu Yu!"
Instantly, the thousand-odd disciples at the Palace of Eternal Peace were cheering for Jiang Ji, their smiles smug. Perhaps in their hearts, this invasion was already over, and their Zhongyuan Dao Sect had won a complete victory!
But they did not know that Wu Yu would act quicker, stronger!
Whoosh!
Both swords in hand, he spun like a whirlwind of black and white, laced with golden spiritual power. In terms of sheer volume alone, he could not match Jiang Ji. But Wu Yu's physical strength combined to create overwhelming power!
Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike!
This finishing move was simple, but it was not fun to deal with. Both swords lanced out at the same time with a whistling sound. They looked straightforward, but terrifying sword qi burst forth. The air itself shook with a bang, and the disciples at the Palace of Eternal Peace were given a scare, hurriedly retreating back.
"Behold!"
An elder at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, Jiang Ji was indeed powerful. The Green Dragon Dirk in his hand fashioned a huge wave into a column of water that circled around his body. On closer look, one could see that this spinning water column was comprised of a dense forest of knife blades. With the flexing of his dao technique, a dragon's roar sounded out, and the huge water column morphed into a green dragon that leaped forth. It was 10 zhang long, and rose into the skies. The huge beast's power dominated everything. The unyielding head crushed the rocks in its way. The power of an avalanche, the rage of a tidal wave; it came straight for Wu Yu!
"Green Dragon, Torrential Seas Technique!"
Previously, Jiang Ji had almost knocked Wu Yu off from the Art of Sword Flight with this dao technique. And now he had used it to suppress Wu Yu again. In comparison, Wu Yu's Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike looked flimsy.
The poise of the raging dragon galvanized the disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, who came pouring out again.
Whoosh!
In that instant, two jets of sword qi pierced the green dragon's maw, skewering it through!
In the highly charged moment, Wu Yu took to the skies on his sword, brushing past the angry, green dragon. The great wave sent him crashing to the ground, shaking him up. But in truth, this was but a scratch to his Vajra body!
On the other hand, it was Jiang Ji who had underestimated Wu Yu's sword dao!
He had used the green dragon to deflect one of the swords, with limited success. One of the jets of sword qi had severed his finger, while the other had flown into the Palace of Eternal Peace, skewering more than 10 disciples with one hit. The devastating sword qi injured many disciples, some immediately dying on the spot. Instantly, there was a huge panic!
Their screams filled the skies!
Wu Yu rapidly rebounded, his eyes cold as he came for Jiang Ji like a god of death!
Jiang Ji was still reeling from having to deal with the last dao technique. He had greatly underestimated the power of Wu Yu's twin swords, causing him to lose three fingers and several disciples!
He had lost much of his credibility with his disciples!
The Palace of Eternal Peace was thrown into complete confusion now. The disciples that had been exhorting were now the picture of terror. They burrowed deeper into the Palace of Eternal Peace. Only a few of the bolder ones continued to yell for Jiang Ji. After all, the battle between Wu Yu and Jiang Ji had yet to be concluded!
A single dao technique had forced Jiang Ji to face Wu Yu with renewed caution. Seeing the detached look in Wu Yu's eyes, he felt a tremor of fear!
When had this junior become this terrifying?
How could Feng Xueya have acquired such a fearsome disciple?
His doubts and fears continued to eat at him.
Wu Yu could see that Jiang Ji's severed fingers were actually growing back before his very eyes!
Regeneration!
"It must be an immortal root like the Lifegiving Fruit. Jiang Ji's powers of recovery must be superb!" Wu Yu guessed.
Otherwise, his fingers could not possibly regenerate so quickly.
After his fingers had regrown, Jiang Ji bellowed and attacked again. His long knife morphed. With a sweep, a formless tidal wave gushed up. Terrible offensive power surged forth like a mountain falling from the sky. The cluster of mountains behind Wu Yu seemed like they would be swept away!
"The ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm is indeed quite something."
Wu Yu lifted his head to see the tsunami coming from this attack. He was unafraid, even smiling at it coldly.
As he charged, he merged the Onyx Pearl Dao Swords back into one. And now he lifted it high above, wielding it double-handed!
Immortal Ape Transformation!
In an instant, his body lengthened, becoming a golden ape!
The golden fire burnt fiercely on his body, and even on the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword!
Visualizing the Inner Ape calmed his mind. The huge wave before him was merely dao technique theatrics, and did not intimidate Wu Yu.
He dashed forward and in a blink. He was almost in front of Jiang Ji!
At this moment, he was like the Monkey King incarnate. His eyes glowing with golden light, he brought the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword down in a ferocious swing. In the instant that it chopped down, a golden sword silhouette of more than 10 zhang emerged from the sword blade. It seemed to extend the sword in Wu Yu's hands into a massive two-handed sword. Upright, the huge sword was taller than 50 people stacked, and was like a golden mountain reaching into the sky!
Chop!
The huge sword cleaved down violently!
In an instant, spiritual power exploded everywhere!
The astonishing sword directly cleaved the huge wave into two. At the same time, Jiang Ji, who had been in the wave, had also been cut into two!
"Aghh..." Jiang Ji was agog with fear as he screamed. He died in his moment of panic.
Bang!
The huge sword landed down, splitting the ground itself with an impressive fissure. The door to the Palace of Eternal Peace itself had cracked into two as well, smashing to the floor with a colossal crash. The disciples inside could only howl as they fled deeper in.
"A little over a month. This Great Dao of the Golden Sword has finally shown some promise."
Wu Yu was extremely satisfied with the power of the Great Dao of the Golden Sword. It was as though this sword cultivation dao technique had been made especially for him. It was violent, direct, and had godlike powers of destruction.
One strike had been enough to split Jiang Ji.
And in the wake of Jiang Ji's death was the panic of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples.
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Chapter 0157: The Army of Evil Ghosts and Vengeful Spirits
To Wu Yu, Jiang Ji's death was a given.
In terms of sword dao, with the Yin Yang Sword Wheel laying down his foundations, combined with the two sword dao techniques, the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike and the Great Dao of the Golden Sword, he had immediately become a master of the sword dao, at least within the Heavenly Sword Sect.
The abundant spiritual power of the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, combined with the Inner Vajra Buddha that was four zhang tall. The combination of physical and spiritual power, in addition to the Immortal Ape Transformation, had made Jiang Ji's slaughter child's play.
Even though only a month had passed, things had changed greatly!
This was the difference between a genius and an ordinary nartial cultivator!
A pity that Jiang Ji had only truly come to know Wu Yu's capabilities in the last moments before his death. As for the thousand-odd disciples at the Palace of Eternal Peace, they had lost their spines. They were wetting themselves with fear. Of course, when Wu Yu - this person of their age - strode into the sealed Palace of Eternal Peace, they yelled and yelped as they scrambled backwards. They trod over each other, pushing and jostling. Their faces were ashen with terror, robbed of all will to resist.
Wu Yu's two visits had been a psychological blow of epic proportions!
And now all of them were staring at this person of their age who was bathed in golden spiritual power. One person took the initiative to fall noisily on his face, decrying, "Wu Yu, spare us! Don't kill us!"
"The one that invaded your Heavenly Sword Sect was Sect Leader Jiang! It was the elders! We are only young disciples, and have no say or part in it! Please be magnanimous and spare our lives!"
Instantly, all thousand-odd people knelt before Wu Yu, wailing.
But their ugly words during Wu Yu's battle with Jiang Ji had already belied their true nature. How would Wu Yu believe that they were innocent?
They were merely incompetent. Otherwise, they would be at the foot of the Bipo Mountain Range at this moment.
Seeing their terrified, wretched faces, Wu Yu could see the resemblance to their master, Jiang Xie's, own solemn countenance. Wu Yu inadvertently recalled Heavenly Immortal Hao Tian. He finally realized that there was a ton of trash in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect!
Compared to the iron rigor of the Heavenly Sword Sect, they were indeed despicable.
"I had initially intended to raise hell here, threatening Jiang Xie with these thousand disciples, and force him to have to return again. But if Jiang Xie were to return, I would have no way to deal with him. I would have only bought a little time...
"Since Master has given me the Stalk of the Clouds, he might be hinting for me to use a new method."
The Stalk of the Clouds was as strong as steel, and could even extend to 500 zhang long with its spiritual power!
While the disciples were crying for mercy, Wu Yu reached into his Sumeru Pouch and pulled out the Stalk of the Clouds. He channeled his spiritual power into it, elongating it rapidly. The Stalk of the Clouds grew like a huge black snake, even sprouting sharp thorns and branches. It was like a 500-zhang-long iron whip in Wu Yu's hands!
Seeing the Stalk of the Clouds that had belonged to Jiang Ding, the disciples were completely terrified!
"He's going to use the Stalk of the Clouds..."
They had not yet finished speaking when Wu Yu's hand flicked. The Stalk of the Clouds wound around each fleeing disciple like a huge snake. In a trice, it had caught all thousand-odd disciples like a huge net, holding them fast. The Stalk of the Clouds bound them all together on a string in orderly fashion!
"Ah!"
In an instant, all thousand-odd people screamed in abject despair!
This was because the more they struggled, the more the thorny branches harangued them, piercing their flesh and covering them thickly with wounds. The Stalk of the Clouds was soon dyed with blood.
Fear, cruelty, struggle, and despair loomed above their heads.
They had all become Wu Yu's captives!
With the Stalk of the Clouds, Wu Yu could think of this method and act thus!
"I want all of you to quiet down and submit to my judgement. Anyone who screams or bothers me will be killed."
Wu Yu spoke quietly, a chilling contrast to the screams. This frightened the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples even more.
"Wu Yu, go to hell! Your Heavenly Sword Sect is already dead! What use is there in taking us hostage!? You will die horribly! Our Sect Leader will make you taste a world of pain!"
There were always one or two fearless ones that would rebel and mock Wu Yu.
Wu Yu constricted the Stalk of the Clouds, killing them. The chilling scene sobered the others, who fell into line. Despite their fear, no one else dared to call out.
"Come out!"
Wu Yu led his line of sacrifices, the disciples that Jiang Xie wanted to protect, out of the Palace of Eternal Peace.
It was a stirring sight!
But no one knew what Wu Yu was intending to do. What was the use of kidnapping more than 1,000 people in this place?
Wu Yu soon revealed the answer!
His face expressionless, he stretched out his hand to turn the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword, controlling it to float in midair through the Art of Sword Control. Wu Yu leapt lightly up, and then took off for the Heavenly Sword Sect without a word!
"Waaa!"
The thousand-odd disciples suddenly understood what Wu Yu was doing. Their souls took leave of their bodies.
As expected, when Wu Yu soared up, the thousand-odd disciples flew as well, still held fast by the Stalk of the Clouds. High in the sky, the disciples dangled behind Wu Yu as he flew in the direction of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Even burdened by so many, Wu Yu's Art of Sword Flight's speed was not noticeably hampered!
This was the difference between the Art of Sword Flight and riding an Immortal Crane!
An Immortal Crane could at most bear a few in flight.
There were still hundreds of thousands of servant disciples and external disciples at the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain. They watched this shocking sight as someone took to the skies with a thousand Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples in tow, their limbs askew as they tumbled through the skies, squawking...
The thousand-odd disciples were trussed up, swinging through the air like a gigantic meat skewer.
"My god!"
That day, Wu Yu had thoroughly traumatized the disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect.
They finally understood what sword cultivation was!
...
Three days' time!
Feng Xueya's face was drained. Sweat was pouring down his forehead, and his hands trembled occasionally as he fought to control the 10,000 Swords Formation.
The other eight were in worse shape than Feng Xueya. Some knees were already clacking, unable to stand straight.
Before them, close to 20 people were fighting the 10,000 Swords Formation! Each was an expert in their own right, fending off the sword formation's deadly attacks. With Wu Yu absent, any two breaches, or a single breach by any of the 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivators, including Jiang Xie or the Ninth Spirit, would cause the 10,000 Swords Formation to fail completely and vanish. In that instant, the Heavenly Sword Sect would be locked in a three-way life-and-death battle!
The closer they were to succeeding, the more frenzied Jiang Xie and the others became. Of course, they were also growing more arrogant. The threatening sounds shook the Bipo Mountain Range, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect knew that their time was near. The more fervent disciples who had sworn to fight to the death were already positioned near the front lines, even pulling out their own immortal treasure longswords!
The 10,000 Swords Formation shook like a small boat buffeted in the open seas. The disciples knew that the 10,000 Swords Formation was mostly spent. It was almost time for the showdown.
"Brothers and sisters, please don't be stingy with forbidden dao techniques today!" Night Wishes for Snow had assumed leadership of the disciples. He knew that drumming up their courage would be important for this fight. Especially because they did not have the upper hand.
"Yeah!"
A chorus of shouts rose with their gleaming swords. The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples had never been more ready to fight.
Bang, bang, bang!
The 10,000 Swords Formation above their heads had already been rent with gaps. Luckily, there was no one right above them; otherwise, they would have rushed in already.
Outside the 10,000 Swords Formation, demons stretched out over the plains and mountains, a huge body that emanated demonic aura. They were hidden in the forests and rivers, where the Heavenly Sword Sect feared to go.
In contrast, they were unafraid of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples, who were brimming with arrogance!
However, they had been reminded that the truly terrifying one was the evil ghost army that the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts would bring. Even though they were but seven - now six - the older few could call forth huge numbers of evil ghosts and vengeful spirits with their ghostly cultivator dao techniques, forming an army that was in no way inferior to the demons themselves. They were the most terrifying opponent!
If not for these abilities, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts would not be able to stand on equal gains with the others.
The demon army, evil ghost army, and Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples rubbed their hands in glee, staring covetously at the bountiful Bipo Mountain Range, rich with spiritual qi. They had longed for this day. For this day, they had endured for too long. And to the demons, this was the time when they were hungriest!
In comparison, while the Heavenly Sword Sect was raring to fight, they could not possibly deal with three sides!
In a four way battle, two on two was possible, but one on three spelled the doom of the Heavenly Sword Sect!
"Sect Leader, it's useless to hold on. Let's give it up and reserve some strength for the final battle..." Elder Mu Ge was only at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and the weakest here. He was on the verge of collapsing.
Mu Ge was right.
With the 10,000 Swords Formation this battered, they should instead fight them directly, saving some energy to kill a few more.
He gritted his teeth and looked up into the sky. He eventually managed, "Let's wait for two more hours."
The third day had arrived. He had been able to hold out for so long because of his promise to Wu Yu.
He did not want Wu Yu to see the Bipo Mountain Range completely ravaged upon his return.
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Chapter 0158: Go Hard
When mortals cultivated, they either chose the path of the Immortals, or the path of the Ghostly Dao!
The Ghostly Dao was filled with carnage and blood. They ignored all justice and order, killing and plundering. The strong ruled the weak.
But although the Immortal Dao had its own rules, when it concerned one's own sect's interests - such as the Bipo Mountain Range with its spiritual qi that was thrice as potent - then destroying an entire sect was not strange either!
Throughout the history of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent, such sect genocides were as numerous as grains of sand on a beach. The number of geniuses who had died on the path of the Immortal Dao was countless. Before these talents became sect leaders, they did not count for much. Those like Wu Yu, who had not been able to tide through hard times, would fall like a withered leaf, disappearing back into unremarkable obscurity.
On that day, the heavens and earth shook as the Bipo Mountain Range was encased in bloody light. The 10,000 Swords Formation could no longer hold out the gloom and blood that pervaded it.
Countless demons and even orthodox disciples could smell the blood. It incensed them unbearably as they stared hard at the 10,000 Swords Formation. Once the formation fell, they would pour in in a frenzy!
"Quickly, quickly! I want to eat the humans! EAT THE HUMANS!" a tiger demon howled. His huge body could probably finish someone off in a single bite.
"Sword cultivator dogs! Your doomsday is here! Yutu, how about we see who kills more?"
"What's on the table?"
"10 Spirit Concentration Pills!"
"Tsk, you coward. At least 20. It's settled then. We'll bring sword cultivator skulls as count. No slacking."
On the mountain, two Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were sniggering to each other.
Something churned the ground from below. It was as though an army was awakening... BOOM!
The 10,000 Swords Formation shuddered again, and their excitement surged.
"Sect Leader!"
Lan Huayi herself was slipping, let alone the others. Jiang Xie and the others were attacking too strongly now, and the drain was tremendous as the nine of them took on close to 20.
"Let's give it up. The 10,000 Swords Formation is spent. It's useless." Lan Huayi hated losing, but even she was ready to give in.
She knew that Feng Xueya was waiting for Wu Yu.
His disciple who had shot to power overnight.
But...
The demons and ghosts were roaming freely now, and even the orthodox Zhongyuan Dao Sect had come killing. What could Wu Yu alone do?
Bang, bang, bang!
The 10,000 Swords Formation was like a multi-story building. With the foundations sundered, it began to collapse, raising a cloud of dust that reached the skies.
Before them, Jiang Xie's black and white daoist robe swirled. He smiled in a saintly manner that made one want to tear out his mouth.
And the Ninth Spirit was hidden in the fog, her laughter alluring and tugging at the soul. Even before they entered the Bipo Mountain Range, the disciples were already extremely affected.
The disciples could only focus on their intent to kill as they resisted the charms of this 1,000-year fox demon.
And the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, surrounded by innumerable vengeful spirits and their howls.
"Feng Xueya, Lan Huayi, we've arrived at your stop," Jiang Xie said, wiggling his eyebrows happily.
His smile presumed volumes, as though he had already set foot on the territory, and that it belonged to him.
"Jiang Xie, once the 10,000 Swords Formation breaks, you will be the first person I kill." Feng Xueya suddenly lifted his head, his look sharp and hostile. He met Jiang Xie's gaze, and their hostility reached a breaking point.
Jiang Xie was still wary of him, especially after hearing that he had cultivated a Jindan dao technique that could kill people in an intangible way!
He had killed the Dark Entropic Lord in a single blow.
"Bragging? To me?" Jiang Xie laughed breezily, his laughter echoing throughout. He suddenly sobered up. "Disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, hear me! Prepare to attack, and kill our enemies! The Heavenly Sword Sect is a pathetic dog, and does not deserve the bounty of the Bipo Mountain Range. The Bipo Mountain Range is heaven's gift to the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Today, we orthodox disciples will carry out the will of the heavens and take back the Bipo Mountain Range that belongs to us!"
He had already found a way to break the 10,000 Swords Formation. At this moment, he had already penetrated it and was rushing in.
A life and death moment...
In this instant, everyone held their breath. Soon, there would be nothing but blood.
The entire world had gone quiet.
And in the silence, a voice sounded out especially clearly.
"Sect Leader Jiang, don't be hasty."
It was Wu Yu's voice!
In the silence, his voice was extremely shrill, and caused Jiang Xie to forget his attack momentarily. He lifted his head, and knew anger.
Wu Yu descended from the sky, a huge whip in hand. There were more than 1,000 people trussed on his long whip, each face white as a sheet, howling as their blood sprayed. When Wu Yu landed on the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, these Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were thrown unceremoniously to the ground, screaming!
Wu Yu snapped his wrist, straightening out the Stalk of the Clouds. The thousand-odd disciples were neatly lined out before Jiang Xie's eyes.
In that instant, everyone held their breath. Only Feng Xueya gave a knowing smile. He had given the Stalk of the Clouds to Wu Yu for this exact purpose. Wu Yu had not let him down. He had come through again.
It was unimaginable. He had actually used the Art of Sword Flight to bring these one thousand people all the way from the Zhongyuan Dao Sect.
"Jiang Xie, another present for you."
Wu Yu threw a wrapped body towards Jiang Xie. The clothes fluttered open, and two halves of a corpse rolled out before Jiang Xie. It was his younger brother, Jiang Ji.
"A pity. Your two younger brothers, Jiang Ji and Jiang Ding, were both killed by my hand. Your two disciples, Qinghua of the East and Mo Xiudao, were both slaughtered by my hand. And your son, Jiang Junlin, I killed him too. How you must hate me!"
In this instant, Wu Yu had become the focus of the entire crowd!
Inexplicably, when Wu Yu appeared, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect saw hope once more. The seed of victory had been planted in their hearts!
Before this, they had not thought that they could defend the Bipo Mountain Range.
"Tsk tsk..." At this time, even the Ninth Spirit and the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had paused. They had not considered this point, but hearing Wu Yu speak thus, everyone looked towards Jiang Xie. He was the Sect Leader of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, but his brothers, son, and disciples had all been killed by this junior!
"Hrrrgh..." Jiang Xie knew that anger would swamp his reason. He took a deep breath. Perhaps to him, these five lives were an acceptable sacrifice for the Bipo Mountain Range.
However, Wu Yu tightened the Stalk of the Clouds, challenging Jiang Xie loudly. "I knew that Sect Leader Jiang would not mind me killing a few brothers, sons, or disciples. After all, Sect Leader Jiang is a beast. What would he know of human emotions? But you are still the sect leader. You wouldn't treat a thousand lives of your elite disciples as a laughing matter, would you? I bet these disciples still have kin and brothers over there. Sect Leader Jiang is an animal. The rest wouldn't all be animals as well, would they?"
Wu Yu's words were jeering, and also threatening. His Stalk of the Clouds was tightly wound around each disciple's neck as they lined up on their knees before Jiang Xie. If he exerted, all 1,000 necks would be squeezed, and they would feel like they were at death's door. They wet themselves with fear, pleading for Jiang Xie to save them.
"Wu Yu, it's been a while. You've grown so much more capable." the Ninth Spirit emerged from the clouds. Although veiled, her fathomless eyes continued to eat at Wu Yu's reason.
"What does this have to do with you, old hag?" Wu Yu naturally hated her. Although she was sweet to him, she was still guilty of destroying the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"How can you speak to Jiu Er like that? Jiu Er is going to get angry," the Ninth Spirit said huffily in front of everyone.
Wu Yu used Visualizing the Inner Ape to calm himself and rise above her influence. Instead, he turned to Jiang Xie, speaking steadily, "I give you three breaths of time. Back out of the 10,000 Swords Formation; otherwise, these 1,000 heads will roll! Jiang Xie, you might not care about Jiang Ding and Qinghua of the East's lives. But these 1,000 lives represent the future of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Would you harden your heart for personal greed?"
There were also many elders of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect present, and Wu Yu also wanted them to pressure him!
If you had to go, go hard!
"ONE!"
Wu Yu's loud warning had allowed Feng Xueya and the others a few moments' rest. At this time, all nine were using the time to recover. They trusted Wu Yu with the situation!
Jiang Xie was frozen on the spot.
Wu Yu laughed coldly. He lifted the Stalk of the Clouds, preparing to squeeze.
When he killed Qinghua of the East and Jiang Ding, he had done so with resolve, and that had made his impression as a killer. And from his current state, there was a 90% chance that he would kill these thousand people!
Jiang Xie was still struggling, but the elders around him, as well as the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples outside, could bear it no longer. Their kind were there, as well as the sons and daughters of the elders. Not everyone was as cold-blooded as Jiang Xie. In an instant, many elders were urging and persuading Jiang Xie.
"Sect Leader!"
"Sect Leader!"
Many of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were on their knees, pleading.
"Sect Leader, let's calm this Wu Yu down first before we do anything else!"
"Sect Leader!"
At this moment, Wu Yu loudly counted two!
What a charged atmosphere this was!
The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were looking at him with shining eyes as well. They had been completely won over by Wu Yu. Who would have thought that Wu Yu was an insignificant servant disciple just a few years ago?
"Sect Leader!"
The elders had no other choice but to drag Jiang Xie out of the 10,000 Swords Formation. Jiang Xie must have relented as well, allowing himself to be pulled away. When they left, the pressure on the 10,000 Swords Formation lessened considerably. Feng Xueya and the others only needed some time to breathe before they could hold the 10,000 Swords Formation for a while longer.
The Ninth Spirit and the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts read the situation and backed out as well. However, the Ninth Spirit drifted over to Jiang Xie, laughing coldly. "Jiang Xie, how tiny your spirit is! Despicable. Do you not understand this Wu Yu? I daresay that he killed Jiang Ding and Jiang Ji, but he would definitely not kill a thousand innocent people."
"That's true..." Jiang Xie considered it, and agreed.
"This Wu Yu has his own sense of righteousness. Deep down, he would be unable to do such a thing!"
He looked towards the 10,000 Swords Formation, his eyes lighting up wickedly again.
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Chapter 0159: An Internal Dilemma
Just then, Wu Yu really put a fright in Jiang Xie.
But after listening to the Ninth Spirit, he recalled Wu Yu's antics at the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain. He had been all bark and no bite, barely killing anybody.
He knew that a majority of the Heavenly Sword Sect had their laughable sense of justice, especially this Wu Yu. He was full of righteousness, much like Feng Xueya. How could such a person kill a thousand innocent disciples?
Jiang Xie understood that this was the difference between him and Feng Xueya's Heavenly Sword Sect. For example, he would definitely have killed them with no hesitation if he was in Wu Yu's shoes.
"He definitely would not dare to kill," Jiang Xie asserted to the Zhongyuan Dao Sect elders.
"If you don't believe me, just try me."
In truth, even when he had fought wars in the mortal realm, Wu Yu had not killed soldiers that surrendered, let alone conduct massacres. Perhaps there were also kind-hearted souls amongst these 1,000 people...
When Jiang Xie and the others had backed out from the 10,000 Swords Formation, Wu Yu had breathed a sigh of relief. He had been dripping with cold sweat.
He was not actually prepared to kill a thousand people. That would be a huge moral blow.
But just as soon as he breathed out, his heartstrings tightened again. His gaze narrowed again. Jiang Xie had just left, when the party of 20 stepped in again.
Feng Xueya and the others widened their eyes. After a short rest, they again began to operate the 10,000 Swords Formation!
The air filled with sword qi, again repelling their enemies.
This time around, the enemies were even more decisive, fighting their way in with Jiang Xie as the especially berserk point. He seemed intent on defeating the 10,000 Swords Formation in one attack.
"Jiang Xie!" Seeing this, Wu Yu's anger flared.
"Could it be that you do not care about the lives of your 1,000 disciples!?"
Wu Yu shouted. He again tightened the Stalk of the Clouds, causing the thorns to stab into the disciples' necks. Soon, the disciples were howling and crying again.
Seeing Jiang Xie's resolve, the disciples despaired. Some even dared to scream insults at their sect leader.
Even the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples outside the 10,000 Swords Formation quailed, aghast.
"Another step forward, and I won't hold back!" Wu Yu bellowed. He again tightened the Stalk of the Clouds, and the entire Bipo Mountain Range rang with their miserable howls.
Jiang Xie raised his head. "Go ahead and kill them. Once we break the 10,000 Swords Formation, we will take revenge for them."
And then he faced the disciples, saying, "As long as we take the Bipo Mountain Range, remember that all of you are heroes of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. I, Jiang Xie, will lay down the finest monument to all of you, so the future generations of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect will remember your sacrifices!"
This declaration only exacerbated their pain!
Jiang Xie was actually this cruel!
"Jiang Xie, you heartless, spineless bastard! Go to hell! May you languish in the deepest levels of hell!" From within the grasp of the Stalk of the Clouds, many people hurled insults at Jiang Xie.
"Waa, waa!"
Many more bawled and cried out beseechingly, their faces pale.
Outside the 10,000 Swords Formation, many Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples exchanged uneasy glances. They knew that Jiang Xie was a ruthless person, but who would have thought that he would even sacrifice a thousand of his elite disciples!
In that instant, all the pressure returned back to Wu Yu.
Evidently, the deaths of these disciples would not hold their enemy back now. If this continued, the 10,000 Swords Formation would soon fall.
"To kill, or not to kill?"
The enemy was unreasonable, but the dilemma still seized Wu Yu.
He could see all thousand lives before him. They were much like him, entering the Zhongyuan Dao Sect with hopes and dreams. Some among them might even be of good heart, and had never harmed anyone before.
For entering the Bipo Mountain Range, the sin was with Jiang Xie, and the highest echelons of power within the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. These people had done nothing. Why should they die here?
Most crucially, would he become a monster if he killed all of them?
Were these thousand lives not fresh, vital lives? They begged and prayed towards him. Each look held tears and despair. They were not merely a statistic.
In that instant, Wu Yu was really wavering.
He had not expected that the path to immortalhood to have such struggles. This was a struggle between his humanity and his rationality. His humanity told him that he could not do it. This was unnatural, and would ruin his morality! Rationally, if he did not kill them, then how would he keep Jiang Xie and the Zhongyuan Dao Sect at bay?
"If I were you, I would make an example of some of them. That Jiang Xie is clearly calling that you don't dare to kill anybody." Ming Long was bored, and she chipped in with a roll of her eyes.
"Is that so?"
It seemed like Jiang Xie really understood him.
Not just Wu Yu, but which disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect would be able to take a thousand innocent lives? Did they not fear the justice of heaven? Were they not afraid of the nightmares?
These were all sins!
"Hu..." Wu Yu was eventually unable to curb his nature, and he could not deliver the killing blow. This was a dilemma that fate had poised to him. He was clear in his heart that if he had been strong enough, this would have been avoided. He would not have needed to kill others to threaten his opponent!
"Wu Yu." Suddenly, Night Wishes for Snow walked up. He unsheathed his immortal treasure longsword, and with a slash, beheaded one of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples who had been shouting most vehemently.
His action shocked the crowd and took their attention. He turned to Wu Yu. "Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have honor, and we do not commit dishonorable things. To kill one is honorable, to kill a thousand makes one a demon. We brothers will not let you bear this burden. Come!"
Perhaps Night Wishes for Snow had understood Wu Yu. He knew that he could not do it. Not even Feng Xueya could have done it. This was the greatest difference between them and the ghostly cultivators and demons. Which of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts did not already have hundreds of thousands of lives on their hands?
Instantly, the thousand Heavenly Sword Sect disciples moved up in an orderly fashion. Each stood beside a Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciple. They gripped their immortal treasure longswords, placing them against the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples' necks. They prepared to behead them. There was one for each person!
"Each will kill one. If it is a sin, we will share the burden! Wu Yu, leave the matter of killing to us!" Night Wishes for Snow was living up to his role as the eldest senior brother now. His move just now had shocked Wu Yu. And now he lifted his immortal treasure longsword high, and all 1,000 disciples followed suit!
The shining swords flashed in the sky. Who wouldn't be intimidated by this scene?
With the Heavenly Sword Sect in such danger, who would not hate the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples?
On the battlefield, there was no good and evil. There were only sides!
"Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, on my command, kill!" Following Night Wishes for Snow's command, everyone's immortal treasure longswords slashed down, preparing to cleave a thousand necks!
The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples. Not just Wu Yu alone. Wu Yu might not be able to kill a thousand, but it was extremely easy for them to kill one each. There was nothing strenuous about this!
"Stay your hand! I retreat!" Jiang Xie had called it right that Wu Yu could not do it. But when Night Wishes for Snow came up, he could only fall back. The Zhongyuan Dao Sect elders would not consent either. With a loud shout, he took his elders and left, ending the attack on the 10,000 Swords Formation.
The threat of the thousand disciples was finally online.
On the Heavenly Sword Sect's side, most of the disciples' swords had halted in midair, while others had been too quick, cleaving the neck and putting a fright in the surrounding Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples.
Under Night Wishes for Snow's command, they did not let up immediately, instead continuing to hold their swords to the disciples' necks.
It was like hell on earth. There were screams, and many disciples had swooned from the fright.
Whoosh... The battlefield was suddenly silent.
Jiang Xie took the Zhongyuan Dao Sect and fell back, moving outside the 10,000 Swords Formation. He too was pale, and struggling with himself.
They had to acknowledge that Wu Yu posed a real threat to them now.
Not even Wu Yu himself had anticipated this turn of events. He asked, "Senior Brother, am I too cowardly?" Night Wishes for Snow shook his head, smiling. "That's not true. We sword cultivators definitely cannot walk the path of murderous demons. Master taught us this. To cultivate dao, one must stick to one's principles. We kill those who must be killed, and not slay blindly. If you had killed them today, I'm afraid we would have spurned you. Wu Yu, follow your sense of justice. You will do no wrong."
With this, Wu Yu finally crossed his own mental hurdle. Before, he had really considered killing the thousand disciples. It had been a difficult struggle.
"It was Master who bid me come to help you. Perhaps he too was worried that your belief was shaken," Night Wishes for Snow said.
No wonder. Wu Yu lifted his head and looked at Feng Xueya's back. He was still controlling the 10,000 Swords Formation. Although Jiang Xie had backed out, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts and the demons had not ceased their attack. If the 10,000 Swords Formation was in good condition, Feng Xueya could have made them pay heavily. But now the 10,000 Swords Formation was unstable even with Jiang Xie's backing down. It would not last long.
"The greatest use of this 1,000 people is that Jiang Xie will not act for a while. But given his heart, he will not hold back for too long, and we can't let him do anything else either. Otherwise, he will really sacrifice these 1,000 people," Night Wishes for Snow said.
Wu Yu understood. Of all the people he had ever met, Jiang Xie was the one whose personality differed from his appearance the most. He looked like a saint, but had the heart of the devil.
It seemed like they had survived again. Without Jiang Xie and the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, their attack slowed, and Feng Xueya and the others had recovered quite a bit after resting as well. But if this continued, it still seemed unfavorable for the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Wu Yu handed the Stalk of the Clouds to Night Wishes for Snow.
"Junior Brother, what are you going to do?" Night Wishes for Snow was startled.
"Go into the 10,000 Swords Formation and kill some people."
For now, that was all Wu Yu could do.
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Chapter 0160: Heroic Heart, Slaughtering Demons!
Within the Heavenly Sword Sect could be found nine individuals with a cultivation level above the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. All of them were manning the 10,000 Swords Formation. As they had to keep the formation up, they were unable to directly take part in the fighting.
Previously, Wu Yu, at the sixth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, was able to vanquish individuals at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. But even if he were to help to take control of the 10,000 Swords Formation, he would be unable to affect the battle significantly.
As it stood, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect had retreated from the battlefield. Only the demons and Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts were left. Feng Xueya was still able to hold back their strongest cultivators as a result. This was Wu Yu's best opportunity to wade into the formation and have a go at slaughtering the opponents!
On the Heavenly Sword Sect's side, only he had the possibility of tipping the scales, as he had managed to beat Jiang Ji on his own.
Of course, within the 10,000 Swords Formation also lay the Ninth Spirit, Tian Yijun, Shen Erjun and the rest of the Seven Ghosts who could potentially suppress him, but they were held off by the duo of Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi.
This perilous situation was definitely much more risky compared to the first time Wu Yu had raided the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain. If he was not careful, he might be caught by someone of the tenth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and he would definitely be in dire danger if that happened.
He wouldn't even need to be killed. So long as he was used as a hostage, with Feng Xueya's character and Wu Yu's deemed importance, this would definitely lead to a rapid devolvement of the situation.
However, this was the fourth instance where Wu Yu had decided to act. The previous three times, he had managed to achieve significant gains and had even bought extra time for the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Thus, when he raised the idea of entering the 10,000 Swords Formation to fight, Feng Xueya had only mused for a moment before he gave instructions to the people around him.
"The Zhongyuan Dao Sect has retreated, so let us use our full strength to assist Wu Yu and kill all of those ghostly cultivators and demons!"
"Yes!"
In a blink, the nine elders were fired up. Their hopes were all laid on Wu Yu to change the stalemate.
Night Wishes for Snow and the rest were each holding on to a Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciple, using their bodies as a shield to deter Jiang Xie.
"Wu Yu!"
Turning back, all of the Heavenly Sword Sect's cultivators were looking at him excitedly. Their unshakable belief had been placed on him. With all of the sect's hopes pinned upon him, Wu Yu felt even more resolute as he was determined to massacre their enemies!
"Everyone..."
Wu Yu did not waste words. He drew his Onyx Pearl Dao Sword and split it into two before pushing off with great speed. It was as though he had transformed into a whirlwind as he dashed right into the midst of the 10,000 Swords Formation.
Feng Xueya and the rest were still controlling the formation. They possessed a combat strength that was approximately that of the opponents. Without Jiang Xie's presence, they would be able to temporarily assist Wu Yu. The moment Wu Yu stepped into the formation, massive amounts of sword qi swirled around him, opening a path and protecting him at the same time.
This turbulent wave of sword qi made Wu Yu extremely confident and brave!
This was him fighting alongside Feng Xueya and the elders!
Within him, he grasped the sword cultivators' hopes and dreams!
"Heavenly Sword will not die! The sword qi is peerless!
"I, a sword cultivator, will execute demons and devils! Overturning danger, I shall not fear!
"Slaughter the demons and retreat! Even the ghostly gods will cry!"
Within the 10,000 Swords Formation were six ghostly cultivators and seven demons.
Within the group of ghostly cultivators, three were at the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and within the group of demons, three were at the tenth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and greater. One of which was the Ninth Spirit.
Other than those six, the rest of the seven were individuals at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm or below. This also included Qi Yunji at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm.
These seven were Wu Yu's targets!
They had spread out within the 10,000 Swords Formations, all of them looking for an opportunity to find a weakness within the formation. Thus, they were not very close to each other.
Although the Disorienting Mist Formation had been dismantled, the 10,000 Swords Formation still stood strong. Sword qi suffused the air, and Wu Yu was also camouflaged by the qi surrounding him. Even if the opponents wanted to find him, it would not be an easy task!
"As of today, I am no longer my own. I embody the fervor of my thousand fellow disciples. My master and elders have paved the way to protect me. Today's Wu Yu has become a resolute weapon of the Heavenly Sword Sect!"
"Wu Yu has entered."
"A newborn calf does not fear the tiger, and this brat has entered the 10,000 Swords Formation to fight us. Since Jiang Xie has retreated, this is their opportunity to counterattack!"
"Indeed. This is their one chance to make a comeback," said the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts."
"We will beat them at their own game. Space out, but do not stay too far apart. When Wu Yu appears, just tie him down for a moment and the rest will quickly come to assist!" The group of them guffawed. They had already come up with a plan to deal with Wu Yu.
Now that Jiang Xie did not dare to advance, they were unable to tap upon his help. Luckily, Wu Yu had brazenly delivered himself to them. Capturing him would be the key to accelerating the Heavenly Sword Sect's demise!
The demons were also eyeing Wu Yu as he entered the 10,000 Swords Formation.
"What should we do, Ninth Spirit?" The Ninth Spirit gave a coquettish laugh. "Jiu Er's Wu Yu has already reached the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. He has almost achieved the target I have set for him. At this point in time, he definitely must not land in the hands of the others. To Jiu Er, Wu Yu is even more important than this battle. Thus, we have to first capture Wu Yu. After all, he belongs to Jiu Er."
"We understand. Everyone, spread out. Lure him into attacking us!" the Thunder Seabird said as his eyes flashed with lightning.
He had captured Wu Yu twice before, and he was confident that he would be able to do so again.
Wu Yu had been worried that their group would stick together, but how could he ever have imagined that all of the opponents would spread out instead?
"All of them are trying to bait me to attack them?" Wu Yu smiled. They truly underestimated him!
Of course, they did not spread out too much. At a moment's notice, their formation could turn into an encirclement and they would quickly reinforce one another. To Wu Yu, this was definitely a massive danger and threat!
He had to gamble his life for a glint of success.
After all, the cultivation of the Dao required one to constantly gamble upon their own life.
"Attack!" With the support of the 10,000 Swords Formation, he quickly rushed towards the demons and ghostly cultivators. Meanwhile, the two groups had temporarily stopped attempting to break the 10,000 Swords Formation and redoubled all of their efforts onto Wu Yu.
"Ninth Spirit..." Within the 10,000 Swords Formation, Wu Yu was most afraid of the Ninth Spirit. Thus, his first target was the ghostly cultivators. The demons and the ghostly cultivators had separated into two sides, and this would at least prevent the Ninth Spirit from catching him as quickly.
"Ninth Spirit, he has headed towards the ghostly cultivators," the Thunder Seabird said, dissatisfied.
The Ninth Spirit only gave a small smile. "There is no rush. The ghostly cultivators cannot restrain him. Once he has become drunk on might, he will definitely come and find us on his own accord." They did not move; it was as though they were watching a show. However, it could be seen that the Ninth Spirit was also repositioning her group, seemingly to block off Wu Yu's path of retreat into the Bipo Mountain Range. She was determined to win against Wu Yu at all costs.
The focus of the fight lay upon Wu Yu!
To the ghostly cultivators and demons, all they could see was a dense amount of sword qi. At this point in time, they chose not to attack. Furthermore, a significant amount of the sword qi was used to guard and wreath Wu Yu. With Wu Yu's high speed movements, it was hard for them to discern and lock down upon his position.
For the remaining six individuals of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, other than Qi Yunji and the fifth Ghost, Wu Shengjun, who stuck closely together, the other four had spread out. However, the three strongest, Tian Yijun, Shen Erjun, and Yu Sanji, were in the tenth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and thus Wu Yu would not target them!
The three of them had separated into the three points of a triangle, ready to swoop down upon Wu Yu.
The rest of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, Si Fangji, Wu Shengjun, and Qi Yunji, were all surrounded by them in this large formation.
Within this, Qi Yunji and Wu Shengjun were together. Wu Shengjun wore a cloak, so one could not see what he looked like. His body physique looked quite similar to Wu Yu's. He was quite well proportioned and his hands grasped a blood-colored iron chain. It looked as though it was crafted from the bones of men. It was definitely an immortal treasure, and it even seemed to be reeking of the smell of blood.
As for Qi Yunji, Wu Yu had already met her previously. However, when they first met, Wu Yu was not her match.
The 10,000 Swords Formation's sword qi whistled by and the group was a little on edge. The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts started to glance furtively at their surroundings, especially those below the tenth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm.
Unexpectedly!
Wu Shengjun saw the sword qi in front of him roil and erupt! Within the midst of that tide of qi, he was able to catch a glimpse of Wu Yu's shadow!
"He's here!" Wu Shengjun screamed loudly. The blood-colored iron chain began to dart around in his hands. It was as though it was a giant, blood-colored snake, moving explosively in front of Wu Yu's eyes!
Whoosh, whoosh!
The Yin Yang Sword Wheel's dual sword killing strike!
Wu Yu had come to kill people, not spout rubbish. He rushed forward and utilized the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike with both his swords!
Crack!
The first sword qi had only managed to pierce the giant, blood-colored snake. Wu Shengjun was merely shocked, but he immediately sighed in relief. Yet once that sword qi dissipated, he could only see yet another Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike arc past his shoulder, almost skewering him!
"Ah!"
He suddenly heard a loud cry of pain behind him. Wu Shengjun's heart skipped a beat as he turned around quickly. In front of his eyes, he saw Qi Yunji's mantle fall off, a single streak of blood between her eyebrows. Her eyes were wide open, staring at him in despair before collapsing onto the ground!
Qi Yunji, dead!
"Wu Yu!" bellowed Wu Shengjun. Yet before he could retaliate, the sword qi roiled and Wu Yu disappeared in front of his very eyes.
In another blink, Tian Yijun and the other two had rushed to him, but Wu Yu had already disappeared, leaving only Wu Shengjun behind. Qi Yunji had already turned into a corpse.
"The 10,000 Swords Formation is assisting him!" He had seen Wu Yu's might for himself. The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts were feeling a slight tinge of regret. They had not imagined Wu Yu to be so ferocious and terrifying. Even though they had arrived as quickly as they could, he had already disappeared.
"We will definitely lock him down next time!" Shen Erjun exclaimed.
"Yes!" Wu Shengjun could feel cold sweat all over his body.
"He's here!" All of a sudden, another voice shouted out.
"This is bad!" Tian Yijun exclaimed in shock. Wu Yu had already expected that their group would would want to surround him. After he killed Qi Yunji, with the support of the 10,000 Swords Formation, he knew the exact position of all the others. Since he knew that everyone else had come to Wu Shengjun's aid, he would definitely have taken advantage of the situation and strike at Si Fangji!
Tian Yijun and the rest immediately rushed to her aid!
Wu Yu was hiding amidst the sword qi. When he neared Si Fangji, it was as though the entire formation had been focused upon her location. First, Si Fangji would have to protect herself against the tempestuous sword qi of the formation while Wu Yu hid right in the eye of the storm.
With Feng Xueya's assistance, this fight was completely lopsided to his advantage.
Si Fangji's mantle had long been shredded by the sword qi. Si Fangji's looks were even more moving compared to Qi Yunji's. Her body was exceptional, possessing a unique beauty that belonged only to the people of the East Sea.
However, to Wu Yu, she was just an enemy!
Kacha!
Within the midst of the sword qi, the two twin swords combined together and, before the eyes of the fearful enemies, Wu Yu demonstrated his dao technique. With the strength of his fleshly body, he raised his Onyx Pearl Dao Sword!
Great Dao of the Golden Sword!
Sword qi rushed into the skies and agglomerated into a gigantic, golden sword. It was as large as a sword-shaped mountain! Golden light radiantly exuded in every direction as one's willpower ran amok looking at the grand sight. In Si Fangji's eyes, this was a golden sun that had suddenly risen in the midst of the formation. At this point, that radiant light was so piercing, she could barely open her eyes!
Chop!
A single chop with the aid of the 10,000 Swords Formation. Before Si Fangji could react, that explosive outburst had completely vanquished her.
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had already lost three in battle!
With that strike, Wu Yu was unable to take even a moment to loot her Sumeru Pouch and treasures before he rushed off. Right behind him were the three at the tenth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, all determined to kill him.
"Wu Yu has succeeded!" The Heavenly Sword Sect was going mad with joy at what had occurred.
To the demons, the Ninth Spirit only gave a wry smile. "Now look. Being his first target isn't a good thing."
"Does Ninth Spirit have any way to deal with him?"
"Of course. He is Jiu Er's treasured one. He can only return to Jiu Er's embrace."
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Chapter 0161: Hunting Grounds
Si Fangji and Qi Yunji had died. The widely notorious Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had turned into the Scarlet Sea's Four Ghosts.
All that was left were Tian Yijun, Shen Erjun, Yu Sanji, and Wu Shengjun. In fact, all of them were wearing mantles, so it was impossible to discern their facial expressions by looking. However, it wouldn't be too far fetched to say that they were all absolutely fuming within!
Three of their fellow brothers and sisters, including their disciple, the Spectral Concubine, had been murdered by Wu Yu. Frankly speaking, they were afraid that even after they had conquered the Bipo Mountain Range and obtained what they wanted, what would be left was their corpses littering the fields and their losses unsustainable.
Currently, their losses were even greater than that of Jiang Xie!
Conversely, the demons seemed to have had no losses thus far.
What was most important was that they had been completely led by the nose by a single young cultivator of the previous generation. With their lofty status and their fearful might, this was an unacceptable humiliation!
The entire Bipo Mountain Range could hear the exhortations of the Scarlet Sea's Four Ghosts. Everyone was able to see that a large area was filled with ghostly qi.
After killing Si Fangji, Wu Yu had immediately gone into hiding. This last assassination attempt had left him jumpy.
"I have finally managed to kill someone at the ninth tier Qi Condensation Realm. However, what follows will definitely not be easy. It was only with Master's help that she was suppressed and I was not forced into a protracted battle." Wu Yu's heart was clear that this victory was not purely due to him. He had received the assistance of Feng Xueya and the rest. They had cleared the way for his dao, they had hidden him, and they had also helped to distract the opponent.
Thus, even though he had heard numerous cheers and the support of his fellow disciples, as well as seen the gazes that were burning with excitement, Wu Yu was similarly jubilant, but he did not relax. He knew that the beginning of this task would be easy and the true struggle had only just started!
He still had to kill four more demons and one ghostly cultivator.
"The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts have lost three individuals but have not given up yet!" Wu Yu saw that the three tenth tier Qi Condensation ghostly cultivators had surrounded Wu Shengjun. Despite this, their positions left a gap. It was as though they were attempting to entice Wu Yu to attack. If Wu Yu were to attempt another assault, there was a chance he might not escape and there was a chance that he could! It was a risky position to attack from, but there was the possibility of success.
Meanwhile, on the Ninth Spirit's side, they had also arranged themselves in a formation. It was clear that their party was more relaxed. The Ninth Spirit moved as she pleased, and it was obvious that it would be a lot easier to strike a blow towards the demons.
"The other party has the Ninth Spirit protecting them. Although it looks like an easier opportunity, it's countless times more scary! If I want to drive them out of the 10,000 Swords Formation, I have to start with killing Wu Shengjun!"
Perhaps the Scarlet Sea's Four Ghosts felt that with their tight, protective formation, Wu Yu might feel more inclined towards launching his assault onto the demons. Yet that was not the case. Under the protection of the 10,000 Swords Formation, he hid in the vicinity of the Scarlet Sea's Four Ghosts.
In just a blink, it was as though the world was blanketed in silence.
Everyone was keeping their eyes peeled in trepidation as they awaited any changes in the 10,000 Swords Formation. If Wu Yu succeeded, the three way alliance's strength would gradually diminish. Furthermore, the Heavenly Sword Sect would still be able to maintain control of the 10,000 Swords Formation. However, if Wu Yu made a mistake, Jiang Xie would be able to utilize Wu Yu in a trade when he fell into the hands of the enemy and receive concessions in this war.
It was clear that a single Wu Yu's worth exceeded that of a thousand Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples!
"We cannot retreat. Even if Jiang Xie does not assist them, they still plan to destroy this 10,000 Swords Formation. Even if my life is wasted to prevent them from advancing, I can only fall here!" These were the true thoughts within Wu Yu's mind. It was his unwavering faith and belief.
Even if his belief was like a raging inferno, he had to act like a starving wolf, silently stalking within the woods! He had to be patient and await the most decisive moment to deliver the crucial blow!
His sole target was the one protected by the three ghostly cultivators at the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, Wu Shengjun!
Immediately after that last altercation, everyone's heartstrings had been stretched taut in fear.
However, time flowed by minute after minute with no further development. Like this, an hour passed. Everyone started to become impatient. Just why had this Wu Yu not struck yet? Just what was he waiting for? Could it be that he had stealthily left the 10,000 Swords Formation and returned back to the Heavenly Sword Sect?
Feng Xueya and the rest had used the formation to veil Wu Yu's position. It was entirely possible that Wu Yu had crept away under the cover of this large, mountain forest!
The ones who were fidgeting the most were the Scarlet Sea's Four Ghosts. They were hoping to bait Wu Yu into attacking them. To them, it was as though the fish that was Wu Yu had slinked away in front of their very eyes.
"Shall we compete to see who is more patient?" Tian Yijun gave a cold harrumph. He warned everyone to maintain their state of alertness. Even blinking was not acceptable.
This was a battle of the hunter against the hunted. Wu Shengjun was the bait and Wu Yu was the prey!
Time continued to tick. This heartstopping atmosphere had lasted until the dawn of the next day. Yet everyone still stayed calm and reserved despite Wu Yu not making any movements.
A day had passed. 12 two-hour periods.
"It seems possible that Wu Yu has already fled!"
"There is no movement whatsoever. How could this be?"
"Could he have just tricked us to stay put while he went to seek reinforcements?"
"It's very likely he did just that!"
The three tenth tier Qi Condensation individuals of the Scarlet Sea's Four Ghosts began to discuss the possibilities of what had happened.
During this period of time, Tian Yijun had beseeched Jiang Xie to return and catch Wu Yu. However, the moment Jiang Xie even so much as stepped into the formation, Night Wishes for Snow and the disciples with him would react. Without a second word, they had executed 10 disciples. Jiang Xie had only stepped into the formation for a breath's worth of time and 10 of his disciples had died. If he remained, they would kill till none were left!
Thus, Jiang Xie's fury rose to the heavens. However, all he could do was slink back out of the formation, defeated.
The clouds above roiled as the trees on the ground rustled in the wind, the leaves dancing amidst the breeze. All three parties began to bicker as time passed, and the atmosphere gradually became noisier.
"I feel that we have been taken for a ride by that Wu Yu! It has already been three days. Who knows where Wu Yu might have run to?"
"Lets just attack the 10,000 Swords Formation. No more time shall be wasted!" a demon exclaimed.
"Are the Zhongyuan Dao Sect's disciples still there?" someone asked.
"There are about a thousand odd disciples who are at the third tier of Qi Condensation Realm. Just let them go. The Bipo Mountain Range is a heavenly treasure. What do these disciples count for? So long as the Zhongyuan Dao Sect succeeds, such disciples can be easily raised." In a blink, the many parties within the 10,000 Swords Formation began to bicker.
It was true that the invaders were supposed to have broken past the 10,000 Swords Formation a few months back. They should have conquered the Bipo Mountain Range by now. However, many months later, they had not even managed to even touch a single Heavenly Sword Sect cultivator. Regardless of their motives, all of them were deeply unsatisfied with the current situation.
Today's deadlock had all been due to Wu Yu throwing himself into the mix!
However, all they could do was find a way out of the 10,000 Swords Formation under the threat of Wu Yu's attacks.
Unknowingly, eight days had already passed!
These days had truly driven all of those involved crazy. In their eyes, Wu Yu had clearly left the 10,000 Swords Formation much earlier and had fooled the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts!
Finally, Wu Shengjun could no longer hold it back. In these eight days, he had been consistently vigilant and on the look out for trouble. Anyone would go crazy. Angrily, he exclaimed, "Big Brother, let's ignore this Wu Yu. Let us regroup with the demons and break through this formation. Eliminating the Heavenly Sword Sect is just a matter of time!"
Tian Yijun frowned. "It's not as easy as it seems. Jiang Xie is one of our major pillars of strength and yet he has been restrained. Without him, it will be very difficult to assault this place. The Heavenly Sword Sect is not an herbivore."
"We have to use Wu Yu to trade for the lives of Jiang Xie's disciples?"
"Indeed. This is the only solution."
This was truly an infuriating moment.
What they sought was to conquer the Heavenly Sword Sect with the smallest amount of casualties. Although the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had already suffered grievous losses, the demons had not. The Ninth Spirit could tell that the Heavenly Sword Sect was unwilling to struggle with them now.
Tian Yijun and the Ninth Spirit began to converse. The Ninth Spirit only spoke one sentence. "Do not attack, we must capture Wu Yu."
The task of capturing Wu Yu was even more important to the Ninth Spirit.
In the moment while Wu Shengjun and Tian Yijun had finished speaking, they could feel a creeping feeling in their hearts. The 10,000 Swords Formation warped!
It had been a full eight days!
After staying still for eight days, Wu Yu had finally found his best opportunity!
It was as though he was a starving wolf, striking only when the prey had relaxed! It was clear that he had spent the entire time hiding within the sword qi.
Wu Shengjun was still speaking angrily when he felt the sword qi beside him agitate. The killing intent of the entire formation seemed to have gathered right beside him, rushing at him!
"Save me!" Wu Shengjun was screaming in fear! Frankly speaking, he was truly quite shocked. His opponent had been patient enough to wait for a full eight days, and this attack truly struck him when he least expected it.
In his eyes, Wu Yu had become an absolutely terrifying existence.
It was not only in terms of his strength and nature, but also his patience!
Everyone was up in arms. Within the formation, a golden shadow materialized in front of Wu Shengjun's eyes. While Wu Shengjun defended against the sword qi, Wu Yu had already made his move.
Wu Yu had already transformed into a golden immortal ape!
The blazing, golden eyes and giant, muscular body, ferocious expression and savage instinct led all that saw him to feel a deep-rooted sense of fear!
What was truly odd was that despite being a sword cultivator, he was not wielding his Onyx Pearl Dao Swords but rather his Demon Subduing Staff!
"Nine Dragons Ascension Column, When Nine Become One!" Drawing upon the strength of his fleshly body, the Inner Vajra Buddha provided gigantic strength. All of it was perfectly imbued into this attack, a single explosive blow!
Wu Yu grunted as the entire mountain forest shook. The four-zhang-tall Inner Vajra Buddha could be seen emanating from his body, its boundless might bearing its full force to suppress Wu Shengjun.
Nine dragons coiled around the Demon Subduing Staff as though they had truly become part of the body of the weapon. When Nine Become One, a giant dragon god rushed outwards!
At this point in time, Wu Shengjun was feeling quite worried.
He had lost control of himself before a cultivator. This was the most terrifying thing!
Especially since all of his spirit had already been crushed by the surrounding sword qi. When Wu Yu appeared, the blow landed squarely upon his forehead!
Kacha!
His skull was smashed into pieces and his organs disintegrated.
In the blink of an eye, his body was devastated.
Yet at this moment in time, the three remaining ghostly cultivators had seen Wu Yu and immediately pounced. At such a short distance, it would be easy to catch him.
This was the opportunity they had been waiting for.
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Chapter 0162: Showdown with the Venomous Snake
Perhaps because Tian Yijun and the others were so close to him, they felt like Wu Yu could not possibly escape.
But in these eight days, they had forgotten one thing: Wu Yu had come flying through on the Art of Sword Flight!
All of this had happened in just an instant!
As the three powerful ghostly cultivators came for him, he used the impact of his killing blow against Wu Shengjun to catapult himself into the air. Wu Yu's speed on the sword far outstripped those 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivators!
Ping!
The three ghostly cultivators leapt into the air!
In response, a prodigious amount of sword qi rose up, separating them from Wu Yu! None of them were at the Jindan Realm, so they could not fly on the sword. Once they flew, they would trade off a significant part of their fighting ability. And the 10,000 Swords Formation could very easily hold them back while Wu Yu made his escape with reckless speed!
If he had been a moment slower, or not had sword flight, he would be the ghostly cultivators' captive right now.
Wu Shengjun, dead!
Of course, this was not completely Wu Yu's effort, but also thanks to the nine elders. The eight days of lying low was for this precise hit. Before striking, Wu Yu had already given Feng Xueya and the others a signal.
Until the final kill, and then escaping under the layers of suppression - perfect!
Wu Yu rushed out of the danger zone, then quickly descended. The powerful sword qi rolled in anew, concealing him once again within the 10,000 Swords Formation and cloaking him from sight.
It was only now that people actually began to respond!
Wu Shengjun had actually been killed!
It was a sound slap to the tripartite alliance, especially those who said that Wu Yu had long left. They could not face the rest.
Of course, their confidence in battle had also taken a severe blow.
And on the Heavenly Sword Sect's side, they were moved and adulating towards Wu Yu! The passionate cries rang out!
They had killed another!
Although it had been a risky process, it had paid off. Wu Yu and Feng Xueya's team had displayed a stellar example of top-class assassination skills.
Many familiar faces were wild-eyed. Especially Su Yanli and the others; they did not know when Wu Yu had become a hero in their eyes.
Of course, the three ghostly cultivators were stirred into a frenzied rage upon seeing Wu Shengjun's corpse!
That day, Tian Yijun turned his anger on the Ninth Spirit. "Ninth Spirit, why is it that you have been completely silent? You could clearly have shouldered your share of the 10,000 Swords Formation's power. And we could have captured that Wu Yu. We were just that little bit short!"
Compared to Wu Shengjun's death, they were even more enraged by the fact that they had not been able to catch Wu Yu under such circumstances.
Tian Yijun was right. If the demons had run interference at that time, there was a chance that Wu Yu would not have been able to escape.
That was something that Wu Yu had found strange as well.
His eyes pierced the billowing sword qi. The veiled Ninth Spirit coyly replied, "In all other things, I will cooperate with you. But in the matter of capturing Wu Yu, forget it."
"What do you mean by that?" Tian Yijun's voice was thunderous.
"Nothing much. Next, just watch us." The Ninth Spirit laughed girlishly. Amongst the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, all who remained had completed qi condensation, so Wu Yu would have to switch targets.
Her attitude naturally enraged the ghostly cultivators, but having lost four of their siblings at this time, their abilities were greatly diminished, so they did not have the backing to confront the Ninth Spirit face to face.
"Let's go over!"
They actually chose to go over to the Ninth Spirit's side. Perhaps they thought that they might find a chance to capture Wu Yu while he was slaying demons. They could roughly surmise that the Ninth Spirit's purpose for capturing Wu Yu was different from theirs.
At this time, Jiang Xie had also sent a private sign to Tian Yijun to signal that they had to capture Wu Yu before the Ninth Spirit did.
With the addition of these three, it had become even more difficult for Wu Yu to kill the demons. The intimidating presence of the Ninth Spirit made him wary of approaching the bait. After all, the four demons looked much easier to defeat than Wu Shengjun.
"Wu Yu, why not return? The Ninth Spirit is not easy to deal with," Feng Xueya said.
At this moment, Wu Yu had returned back to the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords. He looked at the trap laid down for him and said, "Master, we have already come so far. Stopping now would be meaningless. If the demons and ghostly cultivators continue to attack the 10,000 Swords Formation, then we cannot hold out for long. These Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples won't last either. I see Jiang Xie's heart wavering. The moment it hardens, we'll be in trouble. We should capitalize on his indecision to further weaken the enemy."
"It's true that Jiang Xie is despicably cruel. If not for the elders around him, who still have some humanity left, he would not care less about these disciples," Lan Huayi said exasperatedly.
Elder Shentu said, "Wu Yu, did you hear their conversation just now? The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts want to capture you so that Jiang Xie can trade you for those disciples. And the Ninth Spirit's intent is something else."
Wu Yu could not help but recall the strange behavior of the Ninth Spirit in the palanquin. She had not killed him, but her intent could not be benign. She had spoken of lovey-dovey matters, and Wu Yu had not gone into the details with Feng Xueya. But no matter what, he would not change his decision. After preparing, he again laid down in ambush, creeping in close.
Within the 10,000 Swords Formation, it was not only a somatic battle, but also a cerebral one!
Wu Yu had spent eight days to kill and dismay the ghostly cultivators. This time around, what would happen?
Not even Wu Yu himself could be certain. He might be turned on by the demons under the supervision of the Ninth Spirit.
He could vaguely make out that unearthly beauty swaying and changing. Her eyes were currently closed in rest as she waited for his own arrival. This woman, this fox demon, with her plentiful charms, did not have a single trace of an old demon witch. No matter how calm Wu Yu was, each time he looked at her, his heart was shaken.
It was a shock that Su Yanli, Lan Shuiyue, and the others could not give Wu Yu.
But he was also clear that this was a demon. She had to have some ulterior motive for him. She was even more dangerous than Jiang Xie himself! The one that Wu Yu was most wary of was this strange Ninth Spirit.
Before Wu Yu's eyes, she was like a dream that caused him to momentarily lose focus.
"Calm down!"
Remembering the heavy responsibility he bore, Wu Yu continued to use Visualizing the Inner Ape. Only with the Unparalleled Monkey King in his heart could his attention on this woman lessen.
"If I were an eighth tier Qi Condensation cultivator, then I could kill anybody in the 10,000 Swords Formation besides the Ninth Spirit! But I've been lucky to even reach the seventh tier. There's no time to reach the eighth..."
This was his regret. But Heaven often did not grant one the time that one wished for. Wu Yu having reached the seventh tier was already a miracle.
Wu Yu had spent two or three days looking for a suitable opponent. There had been no activity in this time, but no one dared to say anything now. They knew that Wu Yu was lying in ambush somewhere. Exactly because of this, the four demons were even more alert than Wu Shengjun had been. After all, Wu Yu was after their lives. They would not dare to fool around.
"They all know I'm ambushing them, so it's even more difficult to find a chance to strike."
Wu Yu was clear on this point.
Finally, he chose a snake demon.
The Ninth Spirit's position was in the middle of the four demons. The other demons, like the Thunder Seabird, roamed freely, while the Scarlet Sea's Three Ghosts roamed the perimeter. On the snake demon's side, the one that needed guarding against most was the Ninth Spirit, as well as Yu Sanji behind. The Thunder Seabird was close at hand as well. With the Ninth Spirit and the Thunder Seabird around, this meant that even the Art of Sword Flight would not grant Wu Yu the advantage in flight!
Even more dangerous!
That was why Wu Yu had hesitated for a long time on this choice.
"Should I go or not?"
If he did not, it was clear that the Heavenly Sword Sect's chances of a future would not be high once Jiang Xie changed his mind.
If he did, then he would kill all that he could. A ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivator left unchecked could proliferate casualties at a horrifying rate. Wu Yu just wanted to cull as many experts as he could.
"If I kill these four demons, then the tripartite alliance will only have the Ninth Spirit and Jiang Xie as the two Jindan experts. That will also leave the remaining three ghostly cultivators at the tenth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and two demons at the tenth tier. At the Zhongyuan Dao Sect side, there are two tenth tier Qi Condensation cultivators and four ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivators.
"On our Heavenly Sword Sect side, Master and Sect Protector can take on the Ninth Spirit and Jiang Xie. That leaves five tenth tier Qi Condensation cultivators to take on seven of the enemy. We only have the Elders of Imparting Arts and Enforcement at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and the pair must face four enemies at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. Of course, I'm here too. So that means that the greatest gap lies in becoming a tenth tier Qi Condensation cultivator. At least we're better off than where we started..."
That was why these four demons had to die. Otherwise, when the struggle started, Wu Yu would have to face six of the ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivators by himself for them to have a chance. In a straight fight, he might be able to take down two at most. The remaining four would be enough to wreak terrible destruction on the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"Hu..."
Confirming his decision, Wu Yu's eyes lit up with pure killing intent.
He stared at the snake demon. The snake demon was in its original form, a little green snake of just two feet long. It was only as thick as one's thumb, but was much more fearsome than the snake demon Wan Qing. This was an old demon who had been cultivating for more than 900 years. There were nine demon essence cores hidden within that small body. From the triangular head, one could tell that the most frightening part of this little green snake was not demon techniques, but the horrible venom that it had inherited through its bloodline.
This was a creature of the most ultimate venom.
All in all, as long as he was not poisoned by the opponent, this little green snake was the weakest among the demons in terms of demon essence and demon techniques. That was why Wu Yu had chosen it.
This time, the opponent was too alert, and ambushes were no use. The only good thing was that the Ninth Spirit was not as strict a guard as the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had been, so Wu Yu still had a chance at success.
He had already communicated with Feng Xueya.
Feng Xueya would help him with all his strength!
At the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, they shared a look. Feng Xueya said, "The Ninth Spirit is wily. Do your best!"
"Yes!"
All their preparations had been for this moment.
Wu Yu stealthily crept in, enfolded within the 10,000 swords. He neared the little green snake. He wanted to strike when he was closest, and also when his escape route was looking likely.
The twin swords of black and white twirled in his hands.
The Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike was flowing throughout the sword blades, not one, but two charges.
This was his secret assassination technique. He hid the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike within the sword qi of the 10,000 Swords Formation. There was a definite chance of success here. If he failed, then he could still retreat immediately. Regardless, Wu Yu could not linger to fight. That would be suicidal.
Whoosh!
Two bursts of sword qi, encapsulated within the sword qi of the 10,000 swords, flew silently towards the green snake coiled on the tree.
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Chapter 0163: Attacking the Hear
The black and white swords lunged with penetrative power!
Their many days of preparation were for this dangerous moment!
It was likely that only Wu Yu and Feng Xueya's team could capitalize on this moment.
In that instant, the 10,000 Swords Formation solely focused its barrage on the snake demon, with Wu Yu's Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike hidden in the mix.
The green snake sensed it coming and escaped with astonishing speed. It had always been exceptional in escaping without a trace.
However, this was the 10,000 Swords Formation, not his own territory!
No matter which direction he headed in, he was answered with overwhelming sword qi. Within which, Wu Yu's two bursts of Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike struck, one from above, the other from a right flank!
Rippp!
The snake demon hissed in pain, demon techniques activating. An inky black fog sprouted forth, cocooning it in a hard, metal-like protective sphere.
However, the rush of sword qi produced shrill pinging sounds, and soon riddled it with holes. Amongst these, two holes were especially deep, and Wu Yu's Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike pierced through them!
The snake demon's two cries could be vaguely made out. But who knew if it was truly dead!
With the 10,000 Swords Formation supporting Wu Yu's twin attacks, the snake demon was at least severely wounded, if not dead. It would not be able to fight for a while!
Objective achieved.
Wu Yu did not dare linger. At the moment the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike landed, he had already turned hurriedly to escape. At this moment, even the Scarlet Sea's Ghosts on the perimeter had sensed his presence and were swarming over.
"Go!"
The situation was extremely perilous. Wu Yu traversed the forest, frantically running. His physical and spiritual power were taxed to their limits as he absconded!
As long as he could leave their perimeter, the 10,000 Swords Formation that Feng Xueya and the others controlled would naturally allow Wu Yu to be cloaked in obscurity again.
This was the moment of highest tension for both sides!
"Where has the Ninth Spirit gone..." Wu Yu seemed to be on the verge of a successful escape, but suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. It had to do with the Ninth Spirit. He had clearly sensed the presence of the Scarlet Sea's Ghosts, as well as the Thunder Seabird, but had not found any trace of the Ninth Spirit. She seemed not to be chasing him at all from the start.
"That's impossible!"
Wu Yu had clearly felt her lust for him. At this juncture, she wanted to capture him most of all.
Suddenly!
From the left, a voice came from within the mass of sword qi. And yet, although Wu Yu was within the roiling sword qi, a clamor could be heard distinctly.
Wu Yu could not resist a look. Although the sword qi was roiling there, the picture was miraculously clear. More than 10 servant disciples were gathered, and they were familiar faces to Wu Yu. These were all individuals from Yanli Mountain.
Amongst them, the most striking of all was an old man, face flushed. Sun Wudao.
"Uncle Sun!"
Wu Yu was reeling from the shock. Wasn't Sun Wudao dead? Why would he be here?
His face, manner, and actions all struck Wu Yu's heart profoundly. Wu Yu's greatest regret in his life was that he had been unable to take care of Sun Wudao after he had come to power.
In that instant, Wu Yu's mind wavered, and his actions slowed as well.
In the next instant, a few Immortal Cranes descended from the sky and four youths dismounted.
One of them was Situ Jin, who Wu Yu had known!
"Why is Situ Jin still alive..." Wu Yu clearly remembered killing him. That day, back on Heaven's Lament, Wu Yu had beheaded him.
Under his tremulous gaze, Situ Jin tortured Sun Wu dao, causing him the most exquisite pain. And then he ended Sun Wudao's life with a cold laugh. The scene caused Wu Yu to explode.
"Situ Jin!"
He had never seen this before. As the image appeared before his eyes, his rage was unimaginable.
In his moment of impetuous anger, he had forgotten that both Situ Jin and Sun Wudao were dead.
Suddenly, he was frozen.
A pair of slim arms had come from behind to encircle his waist. One hand was placed on his Chest Meridian, the other on his Sea of Breath Meridian. A slender, nubile body pressed tightly against Wu Yu . Their skin was so close to direct contact, and his breathing became laborious!
It was clearly a petite figure holding Wu Yu, but the stance had completely locked down Wu Yu's spiritual power, causing the spiritual power in his body to seemingly rust. It could not activate, and even his Vajra Body seemed to go slack. Wu Yu knew that a terrifying power had taken hold of him. Perhaps it was not spiritual power, but demon essence!
"Ninth Spirit!"
Wu Yu was clear that the demon who was currently embracing him was the Ninth Spirit herself.
"What demonic technique is this! That you can..."
Wu Yu was thunderstruck. He now realized that the scene with Sun Wudao had been an illusion. The Ninth Spirit had created it. She knew that he would be affected, and his pace would slow. In such a life and death moment, the slightest hesitation could change the outcome drastically!
Just like that, Wu Yu was caught by the Ninth Spirit.
"Jiu Er already told you. Wu Yu belongs to Jiu Er. You can't leave Jiu Er's clutches." That fox demon's silken voice came to Wu Yu's ear and struck a chord in his heart. Speaking to her, and being in close contact, Wu Yu needed to Visualize the Inner Ape; otherwise, he would quickly be bereft of reason.
"Release me."
"You killed Jiu Er's little green snake. Jiu Er will not forgive you this time," the Ninth Spirit said, a little miffed. Wu Yu forced his head around. From beneath the veil, he could see her huge, blinking eyes, the very picture of innocence.
"Wu Yu!" Although Wu Yu had successfully killed the snake demon, he had been captured by the Ninth Spirit's demon technique. Instantly, Feng Xueya and the others panicked. If Feng Xueya came to his rescue, then the 10,000 Swords Formation would fall.
"Master, don't move!"
Wu Yu was most worried that this would happen.
Feng Xueya trusted him. Wu Yu was clearly in the Ninth Spirit's hands now, and he could not wrest him away by force. He could only wait for the subsequent negotiations.
What was most surprising was that the Ninth Spirit did not even bother. She took Wu Yu and the other demons, leaving the 10,000 Swords Formation directly.
At this moment, the remaining three Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts and Jiang Xie had converged. Seeing that the Ninth Spirit had captured the troublesome Wu Yu, all three parties cheered!
Although many of their number had died, this humiliating time was finally over! Ever since Wu Yu had kidnapped the disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, they had been extremely resentful.
Jiang Xie was all smiles as he came to welcome them. "Congratulations to Ninth Spirit for capturing this troublesome junior. This is good news indeed. Feng Xueya treasures this disciple, and we can exchange Wu Yu for the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples. Without captives, we can put an end to the Heavenly Sword Sect in a few hours."
Ultimately, Wu Yu had only killed one demon. In the larger scale of things, the tripartite alliance was still far stronger than the Heavenly Sword Sect. Especially with the disciples and the evil ghost army of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts.
Tian Yijun also chimed in. "Ninth Spirit is truly powerful. Now the Heavenly Sword Sect's death day is finally here. By capturing this Wu Yu, the Ninth Spirit has done the most work indeed."
Shen Erjun challenged Feng Xueya in a loud voice, "Members of the Heavenly Sword Sect, cut the crap. We give you two choices. One: kill those Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples, and we will also kill this Wu Yu. Two: we can exchange Wu Yu for the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples. Feng Xueya, if you don't want Wu Yu to die here, then stop your bluster. We four are gathered here for a real fight. Is the Heavenly Sword Sect nothing but a bunch of turtles hiding in their shells?"
Their quarrel would also pressure the Ninth Spirit.
However, they had underestimated the Ninth Spirit. Before Feng Xueya could reply, the Ninth Spirit spoke. "Jiang Xie. And you Ghostly Cultivators. Wu Yu is my prize, and has been from the start, although he escaped in the middle. He is mine, and not a stake for you to exchange for hostages."
Jiang Xie's face was cold as he said, "Ninth Spirit, if we return Wu Yu now, is he not still yours once we end the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
Tian Yijun spoke up as well. "Sect Leader Jiang speaks reason. With the three of us allied, we naturally have a huge advantage."
The two of them stood on the same side.
However, the Ninth Spirit was heedless of such things. She laughed lightly. "Neither of you need to worry. I have a method that will easily take down the Heavenly Sword Sect, and also guarantee the safety of Sect Leader Jiang's disciples. But I need some time. I ask of you to wait a few more days."
Jiang Xie said, "The three of us are on the same side. Ninth Spirit, how can you hide so important a secret? If you have an idea, we should discuss it together. After all, the Ninth Spirit should also show some sincerity in our work. Is that not so?"
Although the Ninth Spirit had always said that Wu Yu was of paramount importance to her, Jiang Xie and the others had no idea what he was for.
Why had she suddenly found an easy resolution after acquiring Wu Yu?
The Ninth Spirit was unhurried in her reply. "Does Sect Master Jiang mean to say that he does not trust me?"
Jiang Xie replied, "Not at all. But we cannot wait here blindly, can we? Besides, my Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples are still in the enemy's hands. How can I answer to them?"
Tian Yijun said, "That's right. I also feel that you should hand Wu Yu over and bring this all to an end. This is our best opportunity. We should have taken the Heavenly Sword Sect a long time ago. We have delayed too long."
Both continued to pressure her, but the Ninth Spirit laughed. "You two are ganging up to bully Jiu Er, but Jiu Er is not easily bullied. Wu Yu is Jiu Er's prize, and he escaped last time. This time around, no one will take him. All I can say is that Jiu Er's actions in this period of time will definitely not leave Sect Master Jiang disappointed."
Saying thus, she left with Wu Yu for the palanquin. Her subordinates, such as the Thunder Seabird, blocked Jiang Xie's path.
"Hrrngh!" Jiang Xie was extremely angry. He exchanged a look with Tian Yijun. Both were enraged and ready to kill. But despite their frustration, they needed the might of the Ninth Spirit. Otherwise, all their efforts and sacrifices till date would be for naught!
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Chapter 0164: Ninth Spirit's Motives
"What do you think Ninth Spirit is up to?" Because of her resolve, Tian Yijun and Jiang Xie had no choice but to relent for the moment.
The relationship between the three was strained as thin as paper, and Jiang Xie and Tian Yijun would dearly love to shred it at this point.
But when they recalled the day's events, they had truly been humiliated. At the least, Jiang Xie's reputation had been greatly lessened in his disciples' eyes.
Amongst them, Jiang Xie wanted to take the Bipo Mountain Range the most. He had revealed his desire too strongly, and that had become the Ninth Spirit's card over him. Once they clashed, she would use retreat as an excuse, rendering Jiang Xie helpless.
"I don't know. But when this is over, it's about time to clean her up as well. What do you think?" Jiang Xie said to Tian Yijun.
Tian Yijun gave a cold laugh. "We ghostly cultivators have roamed the East Sea without being held back. This woman is so arrogant. How could we not put her in her place?"
They shared a laugh of mutual understanding.
As for this day, they wanted to see what this 1,000-year fox demon could come up with.
...
Over at the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, the initially battered 10,000 Swords Formation was slowly regaining some strength since their opponents had backed out from it. Feng Xueya and the others were also making great progress in their recovery to peak strength.
However, all of their faces were grave, worried, and grim.
"Master, the Ninth Spirit has taken Wu Yu away but did not commence a hostage trade. What is she up to?" Su Yanli was stressed, and her color not good. Her eyebrows were creased in worry.
"She caught Wu Yu before but did not kill him..." Night Wishes for Snow recalled the events in Sky Region Forest.
The Ninth Spirit was willing to clash with Jiang Xie and the others over Wu Yu. No matter how you looked at it, that was not logical.
This was why Feng Xueya was hard-pressed to make a decision.
Lan Huayi analyzed it. "If we give up the 10,000 Swords Formation to save Wu Yu, the chances of success against superior enemy numbers is low. And if we give it up, that means direct battle We have already held out for so long. Perhaps someone from that place might come to save us..."
Her eyes were fixed on Feng Xueya's face.
"Once the battle starts here, it will be extremely difficult to save Wu Yu. The threat of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples will also vanish. Once we kill them, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect people will only become more enraged. Wu Yu has often been a resourceful one. His luck might save him once again. I feel like we should hold here," the Lone Elder offered.
"The Sect Protector is right. We have already held out for so long. Besides, the Ninth Spirit does not seem to want to kill him. Wu Yu might still have a chance. Plus, he's already escaped once before."
"All in all, if we save him, the Heavenly Sword Sect will have to fight directly, and our chances of being finished are higher than 80%. If we wait and see, we might still have a chance at life. Wu Yu is a tenacious, fearsome young man. If not for this battle, he would definitely be a legend amongst the Heavenly Sword Sect. This level of genius is rare even within the Dong Sheng Divine Continent. Given his luck, ability, and fierce intelligence..."
Lan Huayi spoke thus in order to preemptively fend off Feng Xueya's impulses.
It was not that she was sanguine about Wu Yu's survival. Rather, the Heavenly Sword Sect's fate was relatively more important. From a logical point of view, this was the best method.
Besides, it was as she had said - Wu Yu still had a chance.
But as Wu Yu's master, this was a difficult choice for Feng Xueya. On one side, the Heavenly Sword Sect. On the other, Wu Yu. How could he choose? Was he really about to trade the lives of all his disciples for Wu Yu's life?
Feng Xueya clenched his fists tight, his handsome features contorting. His emotional struggle was stupendous. He gritted his teeth, casting his angry gaze heavenward. Everywhere his gaze landed, sword qi blasted out.
"Wu Yu, your master is useless. I could not protect you!"
He lamented. There were just too many conflicts and frustrations. No matter how he chose, he would continue to be struck by guilt. And now he looked towards the palanquin, still in internal conflict.
"Master, I think Junior Brother would not wish for you to lose your sense of judgment on his behalf. When he entered the 10,000 Swords Formation to kill the enemy, he mu st have considered this outcome. He would have trusted you to take care of the bigger picture..." Night Wishes for Snow knew that these were cold words to offer, but as the leadership, how could they use the lives of so many young disciples as pawns?
Everyone was watching the palanquin. What was the Ninth Spirit up to?
...
The palanquin was heavily surrounded by demons. When Wu Yu was thrown back in, the door of the palanquin had already been repaired. It looked even more sturdy. As the Ninth Spirit closed the door and relinquished her control on Wu Yu, he began to regain his motor functions.
...
Of course, Wu Yu was like a fish in the Ninth Spirit's net within this cramped space. He did not struggle needlessly, but instead visualized the Inner Ape, even using the Inner Vajra Sutra to torture himself.
"Ninth Spirit, just what do you want?"
Wu Yu was speechless. He had thought that he would be immediately traded back to the Heavenly Sword Sect after being captured. He had killed a few of the ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivators, and that was that. After all, they were all going to die in the end. But who would have thought that this Ninth Spirit would mysteriously fight with Jiang Xie again and bring him back.
The Ninth Spirit tore the veil off her face. That face of sheer beauty was again revealed before Wu Yu's eyes. Her unparalleled charms made it difficult for Wu Yu to breathe, and despite his wariness, he found himself unable to control his body's response. It has to be said that the Ninth Spirit's beauty could drive nations to ruin.
Exchanging a look with her made one's body burn, even if one did not look directly at her. One could not help but want to possess this fox demon, to pity her, to love her.
And the Ninth Spirit was looking forlornly at Wu Yu, saying plaintively, "How could Wu Yu be so fierce to Jiu Er? Jiu Er was only separated from Wu Yu for such a short while. Does Wu Yu not love Jiu Er anymore?"
"Love your ass!" This woman was sidling up again. A 1,000-year demon, cold and cruel in one moment, a pitiable little bird in the next. Wu Yu felt like he was not her match. Clash with her? He might as well go and fight the Jindan Jiang Xie.
"Wu Yu makes the best jokes. How could you just love Jiu Er's ass? If you want to love Jiu Er, you have to love Jiu Er's entire body." The Ninth Spirit sauntered up seductively, compelling his eyes to look. It was the most beautiful art on earth. Her every move, her every laugh inflamed one's passions. Even with Wu Yu chanting the Inner Vajra Buddha, he would at times find himself lost.
"I..."
He had not finished speaking when the Ninth Spirit's little hand tugged at Wu Yu. That was an electrifying moment. It was not just charm. Demon essence? Demon technique? No one knew what this 1,000-year-old demon witch had up her sleeve, but Wu Yu could not move the moment she tugged at his hand. His entire body's strength was gone!
"What are you doing?"
"Jiu Er is going to inspect Wu Yu properly."
"Check what?"
"Wu Yu is going to be Jiu Er's husband. Jiu Er must know every part of Wu Yu's body inside out. Isn't that right?"
The Ninth Spirit cocked her head to regard him with an impish smile that dissipated Wu Yu's focus. He seemed to be floating in a sea of flowers, drowning in the fragrance.
Before he knew it, Jiu Er's other hand had reached into Wu Yu's clothes, thoroughly tracing his skin. It was like a fireball coursing through Wu Yu's body. That sensation was exquisitely painful. Wu Yu broke out in cold sweat. He could only use the pain from Inner Vajra Buddha to keep himself alert.
The fox demon looked up in wide-eyed innocence at Wu Yu as she "checked" him. Seeing the struggle on Wu Yu's face, her lip twitched with a sly smile. Wu Yu did not dare to look at her. If he did, he would be sucked into the fathomless eyes and drown.
He was still young and full of vigor, his hormones rampaging. The Ninth Spirit's charms were deadly and hard to counter.
"Mmm..."
She leaned in, using her little, pink tongue to lick all over Wu Yu's neck, face, and fingers. Wu Yu's entire body was stimulated and afire under her touch.
"Get out!"
In his stupor, Wu Yu mustered his energy. Although his body was held in paralysis, he could still shout, startling the Ninth Spirit. She released Wu Yu, a tad embarrassed.
"Isn't it just a catbath? Why are you so angry at Jiu Er?" The Ninth Spirit recalled Wu Yu's agonizing pleasure, and could not resist another laugh. Her moving eyes were both alive and empty at the same time, putting Wu Yu in mind of a white fox on a snowy mountain.
And only then did Wu Yu's mind begin to regain focus.
"I feel like you should be honest. What are your plans for me? Speak directly. Such obfuscation will only make me hate you." Wu Yu's mind was turning quickly, searching for a way to escape.
The Ninth Spirit sized Wu Yu up, then muttered to herself, "Already so good, but just a little bit more."
"What did you say?"
The Ninth Spirit snapped back into focus, smiling slightly. "Wu Yu, you often think of Jiu Er in too bad a light. Jiu Er will demonstrate her goodness to you. Now, for example. We are in the palanquin, and I won't touch you. You may continue to cultivate, and even reach the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. I won't bother you, and I won't attack the Bipo Mountain Range. Is that good? Jiu Er just wants to be with you right now."
Hearing this, Wu Yu was indeed bemused. She had caught him and jailed him in the palanquin for him to cultivate? And she would buy time for the Bipo Mountain Range? What was she on?
This woman was truly a mystery.
"If you really want the best for me, why not pull out of the battle? Or even help us fight Jiang Xie. That way, I will truly be grateful towards you."
Wu Yu was extremely doubtful.
Suddenly, Ming Long shouted excitedly, "GRANNY REMEMBERS! I know what this dastardly fox wants with you!"
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Chapter 0165: Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens
Ming Long's words caused Wu Yu to shift his attention. He had planned to continue talking to the Ninth Spirit to see if he could sniff out some clues. But now, with Ming Long's words, he immediately turned to her.
"That seems like something really important to you. One God's Way Pill, thank you very much." Ming Long's greedy nature had asserted itself. She put her hands on her hips, as though waiting for Wu Yu to beg her.
"You..."
Wu Yu was speechless. To think that she would grub over money at this sort of time...
"Forget it. After all, if this fox demon kills me, your chances at rebirth are gone anyway." Wu Yu was not anxious. He knew he could not indulge her.
"Oh, you little brat, you dare to threaten Granny, do you?" Ming Long leapt up and down, extremely unsatisfied.
Wu Yu did not say anything. He just stared at her. The Ninth Spirit thought Wu Yu was staring at her.
After a short stalemate, Ming Long finally gave in. "Alright, since this matter is so important, I will dispense charity and not hold it against you. An exception. Granny can't always be helping you for free!"
Wu Yu smiled. He just knew that Ming Long was even more afraid of death than he was.
"Go on."
Wu Yu fenced the Ninth Spirit, playing for time while he waited for Ming Long's reply.
Ming Long put her hands on her hips, pointing an invisible finger at the Ninth Spirit. "This little fox is a Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens. She must have a mentor who is highly placed, and she walks a different path from other fox demons. Other fox demons shapeshift after absorbing the essence of men, which also helps their growth. But she has reached Jindan through cultivation, and preserved her virgin body for a thousand years. At this moment, the yin energy has caused her to have an extremely feminine body, which is why it holds terrible powers of attraction for males."
The Ninth Spirit had mentioned this before, but Wu Yu had dismissed it as false. Who would have known that this old demon witch was really a virgin.
"And then? Why keep me?"
Ming Long rolled her eyes. "Although you are not a virgin, you cultivate the Invincible Vajra Body, and have the Inner Vajra Buddha within you. That is why your flesh is even more masculine than a body of pure masculine power. The two of you are pure yin and pure yang. Do you know why she has held out for a thousand years, not touching men until she achieved Jindan?"
Of course Wu Yu did not know.
Ming Long blinked. "She was waiting for a fat sheep like you to appear. To the fox demons, you're a nice fat sheep. This fox demon must have been waiting for a Jindan martial cultivator with a pure masculine body. Although you are not yet Jindan, if your Vajra Buddha progresses one step further, you will have surpassed the masculine energy of an ordinary Jindan cultivator. She has used demon techniques to protect her body until today. As long as she finds a Jindan martial cultivator with a pure masculine body, the two will join, and she can devour the yang energy. The mixture of yin and yang is sexual power than can bring someone at the first tier of the Jindan Dao Realm to the fourth tier. This is the reason why she has waited for a thousand years."
"Jindan Dao Realm fourth tier!"
Wu Yu was on the verge of fainting.
According to what he knew, Feng Xueya, Lan Huayi, Jiang Xie, and the Ninth Spirit were all first tier Jindan cultivators.
No wonder the Ninth Spirit treated him with such importance. He was a fat sheep who she had waited for a millennium for. He would catapult her three tiers ahead.
If that was so, then what did it mean if she fell out with Jiang Xie?
At first, he had been weak, and she could release him back to the Heavenly Sword Sect. But now he was a seventh tier Qi Condensation cultivator, and close to her goal. She would lock him securely by her side.
And if it were Wu Yu, he would also stick to such prey till death.
"She has endured for a millennium for this union with a masculine Jindan martial cultivator, which will complete her terrifying rise. Not only will it fortify her demon essence, but she will possess a balance between yin and yang. Henceforth, she can finally walk the dao, and cultivate to become immortal. She will not need to be like the other fox demons, using their inferior arts to absorb yang energy to grow stronger. If she succeeds, she will have evolved from an inferior demon to a truly mighty demon."
Clearly, she had to have a powerful mentor, for the Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens to eschew the easy lure of sucking masculine energy for a thousand years, and focus on cultivation. It was all for this encounter with Wu Yu.
"What happens after that?" Wu Yu asked frantically.
"What else? You will be her springboard. All that you are will be hers, and you will be a dry corpse."
Ming Long laughingly scolded, rolling her eyes.
That was the truth….
Wu Yu's change in perspective caused him to realize that the Ninth Spirit was not lovable at all. To him, she was the true monster...
Curses on himself for being taken in by her looks, and to think that she really had his welfare at heart...
That was why she wanted to guard him and give him time to become a ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivator. All for this reason. She did not know that Wu Yu was using the Inner Vajra Buddha to cultivate. The fifth layer of the Inner Vajra Buddha was enough.
"Do you know why she wants you to fall in love with her? That is because the deeper the love, the more she gains in that moment of union. The more complete she becomes, rushing to the limits. On the contrary, if you struggle and hate her, then what she reaps will not be as complete. And so, when she said that she wanted you to love her, that was true. But a pity that you came from the Heavenly Sword Sect. Her goal is to take the Bipo Mountain Range, and is destined to be your enemy. I reckon that she has an eye on her imminent success, and doesn't really mind how much you love her. After all, she's getting impatient..."
Ming Long's words rang true.
And once the the Ninth Spirit surged to the fourth tier of the Jindan Dao Realm, then Feng Xueya, Jiang Xie, and the others would be like ants, even if they attacked her together. At that time, she would be the real winner. Heavenly Sword Sect? Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts? Zhongyuan Dao Sect? All jokes. She would eradicate one and all.
"That is why she has not given up on this battle. She wants the Bipo Mountain Range..." Wu Yu had guessed that the demons also wanted a haven, and the Ninth Spirit must've been thinking of laying down foundations here, and attracting all the demons in the world here.
Many thoughts became clear once Wu Yu learned the truth.
A pity that Jiang Xie, Feng Xueya, and the others did not.
Actually, if the Ninth Spirit had known that Wu Yu would improve so rapidly, she would have immediately pulled out from the fight upon acquiring Wu Yu and spirited him away. With the two travelling far and wide, Wu Yu might really have fallen in love with her. But she had thought Wu Yu weak, and decided to take the Bipo Mountain Range first. After all, the three way alliance would help to reduce casualties.
Who would have known that after her check today, she would realize that Wu Yu was close to where she wanted him!
"This is the truth. As to what to do about it, that's up to you. After all, I can't do anything," Ming Long said, returning to the Jingu Bang. Wu Yu blindly bantered with the Ninth Spirit, shaken by the truth.
"Wu Yu, what's the matter? Start cultivating. Jiu Er is sitting here and watching you." The Ninth Spirit sat cross-legged, smiling at Wu Yu in a blessed manner.
Wu Yu pondered this.
"I have a condition."
"Say it."
Wu Yu said, "Since you will not kill me, I have to tell my master. Otherwise, he might rashly come rescue me."
He naturally could not let the Ninth Spirit know that he knew her true colors.
"You're so thorough. That's why you're Jiu Er's baby." The Ninth Spirit laughed. She took Wu Yu by the hand and brought him out of the palanquin. Those outside immediately looked over. The Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were not as controlled as Jiang Xie, and they looked at the Ninth Spirit with some hostility.
Only, the Ninth Spirit's beauty soon conquered them, causing their hostility to ebb. They slowly subsided like lazy toads.
Wu Yu faced the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, where the 10,000 Swords Formation was still standing. He first saw Feng Xueya struggling, his face grim. Neither side could take the upper hand. Wu Yu could see that he was thinking of many ways to save him, but that would not do.
"Master, the Ninth Spirit treats me well. I definitely will not die, and there is no need to save me. Guard the 10,000 Swords Formation well, and await my return!"
Wu Yu's voice carried towards the Bipo Mountain Range, and the listeners were shocked. They had not thought that in this tense moment, Wu Yu would personally come to tell them not to be hasty.
"Jiu Er treats Wu Yu very well. Please do not worry," the Ninth Spirit said lovingly. She dragged Wu Yu back inside. Clearly, she was getting impatient. At least in this period, she planned to satisfy Wu Yu as much as she could, using her demon techniques and charms to make Wu Yu infatuated.
Wu Yu entered the palanquin again. Feng Xueya and the others looked at each other.
"What does this mean?" Lan Huayi was confused. Why would the Ninth Spirit treat Wu Yu well? Clearly, Jiang Xie and the others were discontent.
Feng Xueya's face was somber. "Wu Yu's own words cannot be wrong. The Ninth Spirit is definitely causing him trouble. There is more here than it seems. But he is my disciple. Since he has said so, I will trust him! Everyone, listen to him. Guard the 10,000 Swords Formation well, and await his return!"
"Yes!"
Wu Yu's words had caused them to give up the notion of a final battle. Otherwise, he did not know how long he could continue to ignore the words of his heart.
"Wu Yu..."
Everyone's eyes frequently turned to the palanquin. Who knew what was going on inside...
They might have been imagining all kinds of commotion going on within, but in truth, Wu Yu and the Ninth Spirit were sitting cross-legged, facing each other. The Ninth Spirit cupped her chin in both hands, her eyes huge. She was like a curious creature watching Wu Yu from the snow. And Wu Yu, encased in golden sigils, began a long bout of cultivation.
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Chapter 0166: Life on a String
"You're really going to cultivate? And also to charge on to the eighth tier of Qi Condensation?" Ming Long asked.
"Mm." Wu Yu nodded. He cultivated quietly. Ever since his last near-death experience, his Inner Vajra Buddha cultivation speed had become fairly quick.
Perhaps a month or two. If he did not rush it, and built it in a more holistic way, then it might take three months for the Inner Vajra Buddha to become five zhang tall.
After all, each time he read the sutra, the Buddha would grow a little.
"Aren't you afraid that the faster you cultivate, the faster you will die?" Ming Long said.
Although she looked pretty relaxed, she was actually very tense as well. She had finally found an individual with more talent than sense. If he died, just how many more years would she stay lonely?
Wu Yu had considered this problem before.
"There's no use running. How can I let fear and worry stop me on the road of cultivating dao? Should I stop cultivating just because of a fox demon?"
Wu Yu had considered this before. If he continued to delay and did not cultivate, then the Ninth Spirit could do nothing to him. But the problem was that Jiang Xie and the others would not hold back for long, and the Ninth Spirit would also grow frustrated as time dragged on. When Jiang Xie finally gave up on his disciples and the Ninth Spirit's patience ran out, then they would simply attack in unison, and the Heavenly Sword Sect's doom would still not be averted.
This was not his only consideration.
Wu Yu's dao cultivation, especially the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal's Dao, led him to aspire to become the Great Sage's heir. That was a proud existence. He knew that to reach the eighth tier of Qi Condensation would bring about his death, a painful death. But even so, it was not sufficient reason for him to stop cultivating. One choice was flight. The other was to fight. Even if he had to die, he would go down fighting. He was not afraid of growing stronger simply because of the Ninth Spirit's threat.
The only purpose of his cultivation was to grow stronger and reach immortalhood!
This was the foundation, and it would not change easily. A purpose that had to be fulfilled even with one's life. And once this purpose was sullied, then even if he did not die to this threat, his very roots would be shaken.
"As expected of the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal's heir. Ballsy. But he is still 18,000 leagues away from I, Ming Long," Ming Long said to herself.
Even when she praised others, she had to include herself...
Presently, Feng Xueya and Jiang Xie made no moves. All awaited Wu Yu. The Ninth Spirit became even more eager, watching for Wu Yu's improvements with shining eyes as though she was beholding some otherworldly treasure.
In this period, Jiang Xie and Tian Yijun had had a few arguments, but the Ninth Spirit stood firm on this. Using her withdrawal as a reason, she would persist even amidst conflicts with Jiang Xie and the others. Finally, the Ninth Spirit and Jiang Xie agreed on a three month limit. Within these three months, Jiang Xie would raise no further argument.
Jiang Xie had said that if more than three months passed, he would not care about those disciples. This was the most leeway that he would grant the Ninth Spirit. After which, he would not let the Ninth Spirit have her way.
In truth, the Ninth Spirit did not care about him at all. Jiang Xie did not have much backing so to speak. The Ninth Spirit was flying free, while he was taking hits everywhere. Even with the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts supporting him, his words did not count for much. After all, there were only three Ghosts left.
Jiang Xie understood that the best way forward was to finish off the Heavenly Sword Sect, and then destroy the Ninth Spirit in alliance with Tian Yijun. For now, he could only let the Ninth Spirit run her antics.
Three months was enough for Wu Yu to grow his Inner Vajra Buddha to five zhang...
No one would have thought that such a heated four way battle would suddenly reach such a peaceful state. Jiang Xie and Feng Xueya held stare-downs on a daily basis, but neither clashed in the 10,000 Swords Formation anymore.
Only Wu Yu knew that the real battle was ongoing within this palanquin!
"The Ninth Spirit understands my abilities well. Once I reach the eighth tier, I will be able to fight a 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivator at most. I will still not be her match, and she understands this. If I can rush to the ninth tier of Qi Condensation in one shot... Hmm, but that will take more than half a year's worth of time, and it might not be possible. Additionally, if I reach the eighth tier and my body satisfies her conditions, she will definitely devour me immediately."
Wu Yu only had one chance, which was to fight the Ninth Spirit when he became an eighth tier Qi Condensation cultivator, as impossible as it seemed.
For now, it was hard to tell if he would live or die.
But that was no excuse for Wu Yu to give up. He had never given up before. The first time he had fallen into the Ninth Spirit's hands, he had only had the strength to kill Jiang Junlin.
Even while the four factions were fighting furiously, he had surged forth to the seventh tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, killing a ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivator. Having come so far, how could he give up halfway?
Compared to an endless play for time with no end or hope, he chose to resist vigorously!
Wu Yu did not proceed as he had in the past, cultivating day and night. Instead, he proceeded routinely. As he built his body, he used Spirit Concentration Pills. Every time the Inner Vajra Buddha grew a little, he would take another Spirit Concentration Pill.
This way, he would avoid having to condense qi all over again to solidify his eighth spiritual source when his Inner Vajra Buddha reached the fifth layer. Before he condensed his spiritual source, he would have already passed the Ninth Spirit's requirement, and it would be a time of immense danger.
As his flesh continued to be refined, his eighth spiritual source, the God's Dip Meridian located at his navel, also began to condense qi.
It was completely silent within the palanquin.
Wu Yu occasionally rested, and when he opened his eyes, the Ninth Spirit would be extremely lively. She would nuzzle his neck and nestle within his arms. Her face was alive with innocence and lit with a moving smile.
Sometimes, she would shift into a snow white fox with nine tails. A cute and adorable creature that played within Wu Yu's arms.
Sometimes, she even slept within Wu Yu's embrace, serene. Those red lips were almost irresistibly kissable. Sometimes, she twitched in her sleep, clutching Wu Yu tightly. The close skinship ate at Wu Yu's determination.
She manipulated the details that lovers shared that would cause Wu Yu to fall helplessly in love with her, to be infatuated with her. And Wu Yu feigned a slow demise into her trap. He began to warm towards her, to show affection towards her, and even become infatuated with her.
But Wu Yu knew that all of this was a sham. She was pretending. He was pretending. After Wu Yu discovered her true purpose, all of the Ninth Spirit's efforts were wasted. Only, she did not know this.
For three months, they shared a room, and a warm, honey-sweet coexistence. The Ninth Spirit was charming, innocent, and cute. Her child's heart, pure and warm, worked on Wu Yu's heart. Before, Wu Yu's flesh could not resist her. And now her charms aimed to endear even his heart and mind.
Luckily, he knew the truth. His endearment towards her was the most dangerous pretense he had ever ran in his life.
"Wu Yu, stop cultivating. Jiu Er is going to sleep. Come and keep Jiu Er company for a while."
Sometimes, she would even let Wu Yu rest. Wu Yu did not reject her. Both lay on the goose down, Wu Yu spooning that sexy figure from behind, his body aflame with desire. But he controlled himself. Even if he could not, the Ninth Spirit would be more rational than he was. Because Wu Yu was not yet at the mark,joining now would be a waste.
"You must forgive Jiu Er. Jiu Er cannot let Wu Yu do that yet. A while more, and we can." Every time their emotions reached a peak, the Ninth Spirit would console him that way.
"Alright."
They lived the life of lovers. At least from their actions, they were a perfect couple. A talented, noble, and impressive youth, paired with this devastating beauty. They hugged, even kissed. Sometimes they cuddled, listening to the other's heartbeat. When dawn came, they smiled at each other. The feeling was perfect...
But Wu Yu knew deep down that he was walking a tightrope over a sea of fire and knives. Every day, he moved closer to his demise!
The Ninth Spirit was as beautiful as a goddess, but she was a demon to him. She had waited a thousand years to eat him and possess all that he was.
In the night, the Ninth Spirit nuzzled his neck, asking breathily, "Wu Yu, I love you. Do you love me?" Her eager expression made it hard to deny her.
"I..." Wu Yu took a deep breath. "If... If you withdraw from the battle, and don't attack the Bipo Mountain Range, I might..."
"But the others will not let Jiu Er leave. And Jiu Er has to protect the little demons. I made a vow, and I cannot break it." The Ninth Spirit's eyes started to grow glassy as she gave him a heartbreaking look.
Wu Yu said, "You can choose to ally with my Heavenly Sword Sect. We will defeat them together. As for the little demons, I'm more important to you than the little demons, aren't I? Didn't you say you wanted to travel to the ends of the earth with me?"
The Ninth Spirit's gaze wavered. Her tears flashed. This was a look that no man could resist.
"Alright. Then when Wu Yu reaches the eighth tier of Qi Condensation, Jiu Er will take the little demons and leave. Wu Yu treats Jiu Er so well, and Jiu Er is moved. This way, if Wu Yu continues to dote on Jiu Er, Jiu Er will be content," the Ninth Spirit finally said.
If he had not known the truth, Wu Yu might have been deceived to think that she really liked him and wanted to roam the world with him.
But her words held a very clear caveat: only when Wu Yu reached the eighth tier of Qi Condensation.
That was why these were all lies. When the day came, she would devour Wu Yu, and surge to the fourth tier of the Jindan Dao Realm. Her words were her final weapon. She would move Wu Yu and cause him to truly fall in love with her.
These three months were all part of her strategy. They had moved step by step to this place. And the Ninth Spirit thought that she was winning. Their three months of lover-like coexistence gave Wu Yu nowhere to run to. He had walked into her deadly trap, not only surrendering his body, but also his mind.
And now, more than 70 days had passed. She could clearly see that Wu Yu's body was growing stronger. His qi condensation was reaching a peak as well. Perhaps in another five days, Wu Yu would successfully attain the eighth tier of Qi Condensation!
That was why she would unleash her final ace in these five days.
"You mean it? Give up on attacking the Bipo Mountain Range?" Wu Yu asked as he hugged her, overjoyed.
"Mm! Jiu Er is afraid that Wu Yu will hate Jiu Er. Who asked Wu Yu to become so important to Jiu Er? Even if Jiu Er makes all the little demons sad, Jiu Er can only cut them away and endure the pain. After all, Wu Yu is the one that Jiu Er loves the most." The face of unearthly beauty turned to his own in adoration. Such sweet words would make anyone tremble.
But the more Wu Yu listened, the angrier he got. He understood that all of this was just the Ninth Spirit's ploy. She was just too frightening. If he had not known the truth, then he would have thoroughly come to love her over these three months.
But he could not let his anger and hatred show now. Because in a fight between pros, victory and defeat was only revealed at the last moment.
For now, the outcome was uncertain.
He definitely would not let anything slip at this moment.
Clashing with the Ninth Spirit, for now, had nothing to do with strength. It was a contest of purpose, of will, of belief, and even of acting.
One misstep, and it was all over.
"Jiu Er has gone so far for Wu Yu, but does Wu Yu love Jiu Er?" The Ninth Spirit's eyes opened, looking at Wu Yu in anticipation.
Wu Yu laughed.
"Of course, I do."
And then, after another five days, Wu Yu really reached the fifth layer of the Inner Vajra Buddha. Almost at the same time, he took the last Spirit Concentration Pill, and also successfully condensed qi at his God's Dip Meridian's spiritual source.
The Spirit Concentration Pills all this while had been provided by the Ninth Spirit.
Finally. The golden light shimmered from within the palanquin. The day had come.
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Chapter 0167: Nervousness Hidden Beneath the Flesh
Given Wu Yu's previous record, taking close to three months for the Inner Vajra Buddha to reach five zhang was considered slow.
Of course, this was the result of his unhurried and thorough process, which allowed him to condense qi alongside the Inner Vajra Buddha's growth.
On the day that it reached five zhang tall, Wu Yu could reach the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm at the same time! His God's Dip Meridian had successfully condensed qi! The churning Immortal Power of the Great Way created networks throughout Wu Yu's body, imbuing his hands, feet, head, and torso with spiritual power.
His every move overflowed with spiritual power. He was truly majestic!
As he grew stronger and stronger, Wu Yu felt domineering. His body thrummed with spiritual power. Even though he could not have broken this palanquin previously, it now looked extremely fragile.
Most importantly, his worldview had completely changed. The wide world often drowned people in its vastness, causing them to succumb to despair. The mightier a martial cultivator grew, the more this despair would diminish. And as he continued to grow rapidly, the entire world seemed to shrink and weaken before his eyes.
He had succeeded!
Robust spiritual power and the Vajra Body's twin powers. Even though his spiritual power was a far cry from the Ninth Spirit's, in terms of physical power, Wu Yu far surpassed her. Exactly because of this, when he opened his eyes, he was no longer susceptible to the Ninth Spirit's suppression.
At least now he had something to fight with.
Besides him, who else at the ninth tier of Qi Condensation Realm - Night Wishes for Snow for example - could dare to lift their head before the Ninth Spirit?
His successful qi condensation also spelled the end of his lifeline!
Wu Yu opened his eyes, his piercing, golden gaze meeting the Ninth Spirit's. His focus wavered slightly.
"I must still endure."
Wu Yu quietly reordered his mind as he stood up. Even though he was now brave enough to fight the Ninth Spirit, he knew that this was not the right choice.
The three months of careful planning. Today was the day he ruined her scheme!
"Jiu Er."
Wu Yu walked to stand before her, holding her smooth hands within his own. He said happily, "I have finally succeeded. Now I have the ability to protect myself, and you must fulfill your promise to me. The two of us will leave here now and roam the world together."
Although his face was smiling, his heart was pounding with anxiety. Wu Yu's control of his emotions and expression had been refined to a pinnacle.
Since he was not powerful enough, he would have to fake it until he made it.
"Uhm..." Ever since Wu Yu had begun to succeed, the Ninth Spirit had been a little absent-minded. She could not resist using her little snowy fox's nose to sniff out Wu Yu's scent. The more she sniffed, the happier she grew. The Wu Yu she was waiting for had finally been realized.
"What is it, Jiu Er?" Seeing her strange expression, Wu Yu of course had to ask her.
"Nothing." Jiu Er snapped out of her reverie, looking into Wu Yu's eyes. They had become unbelievably intense. No matter how she hid it, her excitement of a thousand years could not be hidden. Today, she would finally take the huge springboard forward!
"Jiu Er, let's take the chance and leave. Leave this place. Fly free." Wu Yu tugged her towards the door of the palanquin.
As they neared the door, the Ninth Spirit stopped. Perhaps she had finally calmed down. She rushed forward to embrace Wu Yu, looking at him deeply. Instantly, she began to employ her charming techniques. Complemented by her natural beauty, Wu Yu was faced with the strongest attraction ploys that any fox demon had ever employed before!
The woman before him had become the perfect creature. Wu Yu was like a starving man faced with a feast of delicacies.
Wu Yu had already experienced her true powers before. And now, in order to devour Wu Yu, her charms were employed to their peak potency. This was her true strength - everything before had been just a small teaser.
Wu Yu had prepared for three months to face this moment!
Even so, the charms still half-knocked him into a stupor, and he fell into a warm whirlpool.
His world seemed to become dreamy. Only this 1,000-year fox demon's every expression and breath remained in his focus. Her scent, her skin, her hair. Those evocative eyes pinned him, his heart gradually melting.
"Visualizing the Inner Ape!"
Before her, Wu Yu had not used the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra for a long time.
Because once he did, she would know that he was resisting her.
In these three months, Wu Yu would not have done such a thing.
So he could only Visualize the Inner Ape.
And the process of Visualizing the Inner Ape was like taking a pilgrimage. As Wu Yu's conduct and person moved towards completion, the power of the Inner Ape grew as well, in accordance with his mental power.
He was gripped in a powerful struggle!
Because one half of the world before his eyes was the Unparalleled Monkey King, bathed in gold. Saintly, domineering, rebellious, and awe-inspiring!
The other half was a demon, a fox of such devastating beauty that her like was not to be found in this world. She could lead nations to ruin, and her yin was the ultimate attraction to Wu Yu's yang.
Heaven on one side, hell on the other!
"Wu Yu, Jiu Er has waited for you for so long. Do you know why I had you cultivate till you became an eighth tier Qi Condensation cultivator? That's because Jiu Er is a fox demon. Only if you are strong enough can you bear a fox demon's love.
"Before, I didn't couple with you because I was afraid for your body. And finally, Jiu Er's waiting has paid off. It's time to give all of Jiu Er to the Wu Yu who she loves most..."
"Wu Yu, Jiu Er has waited for you for a millennium. You cannot refuse the love that Jiu Er has for you..."
That smoky, lulling voice continued to echo beside his ear. Before he knew it, the Ninth Spirit had coiled herself around him like a water snake, swimming in his embrace.
Her voice, her body, and the powerful attraction of yin and yang caused the Unparalleled Monkey King before Wu Yu's eyes to continually shrink. The Ninth Spirit was about to dominate all that he was. Her demon techniques and three months of hypnosis had made it hard for Wu Yu to resist her. And this was even under the circumstances that Wu Yu already knew the truth about her.
If he had not known the truth, he might even have been taken in by the Ninth Spirit's words, and loved her more than life itself. He might have gone with her will, using his own death to complete her transformation.
Wu Yu entered a frenzied state, his eyes turning red.
"Oi, remember the people you miss. Sun Wudao, Feng Xueya, Su Yanli and the others. Everyone is waiting for you to come out alive. And you're here losing yourself to a fox demon?
"I think you're hopeless. The Great Sage's heir? You can't even resist a small fox demon. You men are all hopeless things."
Wu Yu was just about to enter. The emotional tension between him and the Ninth Spirit had reached a peak, and they were like dry tinder about to catch flame at any moment. And at this juncture, someone was shouting in his ear, disrupting his mood and irritating him.
"You're still bugging me?"
"Believe it or not, you'll be a dry corpse in just a bit. When your master sees that, what do you think he will do?"
Dry corpse... Master...
Wu Yu's heart jolted. He could still resist her. And now, with Ming Long dragging him back, his eyes cleared considerably, the blood vessels receding.
"Fox demon, the Ninth Spirit..."
Wu Yu broke out in cold sweat. If not for Ming Long's wake-up call, he would have drowsed on, and perhaps been devoured. The fox demon in his arms hummed gently. He could not look at her face then. A look would have caused Wu Yu to be sucked back into her eyes. And coming to his senses again would not be easy.
For now, the Ninth Spirit was even more engrossed than he was. For this, she too had to be completely absorbed in their love, allowing it to envelop them to attain its maximum effect.
And the deeper she sunk, the better the moment was for the awakened Wu Yu!
In that instant, Wu Yu recalled what he had been preparing for three months for!
He placed his hand on the Ninth Spirit's body.
In that instant, his own heart thudded nervously!
In his semi-stupor, Wu Yu bit his tongue savagely, using the pain to bring him alertness. At the same time, he changed both his hands into swords!
Wu Yu struck!
At this moment, the Ninth Spirit, even as a mighty Jindan expert, was completely defenseless. She had assumed that Wu Yu was already in love with her.
She had been confident - after all, this was her talent.
But the unexpected happened.
Her Yaodan was probably at the Sea of Breath Meridian's position. Wu Yu's hands dove straight in. This was a weak spot!
Yet, despite skewering through her completely, he did not feel like he had pierced her Yaodan. Clearly his plan to kill the Ninth Spirit had been bungled.
Of course, Wu Yu had not counted on the fact that he could kill her. His first priority was still to escape. And at this moment, he retracted his arms, sending her flying with a kick. It was a moment of critical danger, and he was sweating profusely. He rushed to the palanquin door. Given his prodigious physical strength, he smashed the door to fragments easily!
All of this happened in a flash.
But to Wu Yu, it seemed awfully long.
Wu Yu could clearly see her eyes flare open when he had stabbed her. In her stupor, her eyes were filled with agony and disbelief, as well as emotional despair.
In that instant, a fleeting sense of having disappointed her gripped Wu Yu.
The Ninth Spirit's look was branded in Wu Yu's mind. Even as he rushed out of the palanquin, he was trembling inside. His mind was blank as he fled purely with his physical strength!
Art of Sword Flight!
From his Sumeru Pouch, he retrieved his Onyx Pearl Dao Sword.
Wu Yu had already changed to Jiang Ding's Sumeru Pouch, which had as much space as a house. It was big enough for him to put the Demon Subduing Staff inside.
The black and white sword gathered power. Wu Yu's vigorous spiritual power propelled the Art of Sword Flight even faster. With the Yin Yang Sword Wheel as his immortal root, he could even surpass the Thunder Seabird's flying speed now. He was close to reaching the power of a true Jindan warrior.
Whoosh!
A flash of sword light streamed towards the 10,000 Swords Formation.
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Chapter 0168: The Final Battle
During this time, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect and the demons were all resting. The Scarlet Seas' Three Ghosts were convening with Jiang Xie and the Zhongyuan Dao Sect elders.
They had agreed on three months with the Ninth Spirit. That was almost up, and they were discussing if it was time to pressure the Ninth Spirit.
In these three months, they had not fought, and Feng Xueya had used this time to repair the 10,000 Swords Formation.
All was extremely quiet.
Suddenly, there was a huge noise that startled Jiang Xie and the others. When they raised their heads, they saw someone flying overhead with the Art of Sword Flight.
All of them were seated on hastily constructed chairs. They did not have time to even stand up, let alone react.
"That was Wu Yu!"
The demon Thunder Seabird yelled, shocking them all. Wu Yu had already charged into the 10,000 Swords Formation. After all, they were on its edge.
"Wu Yu? Impossible!" Jiang Xie's face changed. The group of experts stood up, stupefied. Just as they were about to chase, the Heavenly Sword Sect responded even more quickly. Feng Xueya whipped up the 10,000 Swords Formation, cloaking Wu Yu and allowing him to return safely to the 10,000 Swords Formation.
Jiang Xie and the others had already lost track of Wu Yu's position.
But in truth, Wu Yu could still see them. Within the 10,000 Swords Formation, he was finally on safe ground. In its protection, his face was deathly pale as he panted heavily for breath.
From within the palanquin, the Ninth Spirit had not chased him. Perhaps Wu Yu had wounded her...
Wu Yu had no way to ascertain it, and it was a very dangerous place for him to venture into. At this time, he heard the cheers coming from the Bipo Mountain Range. They had discovered his safe return, and the disciples that revered him were crying with joy.
Wu Yu turned back. The nine elders on the stone swords were laughing, a genuine, carefree laugh that told of their worry in the last three months. And there was a glimmer of pride for Wu Yu.
Even without speaking, he knew that they were astonished by, even respectful of, his deeds.
Feng Xueya smiled slightly. This proud, middle-aged man could not hide the trembling in his eyes. Perhaps he was as shocked as the rest.
He very quickly focused back on the 10,000 Swords Formation, because Jiang Xie and the others were in action now.
Wu Yu saw Su Yanli, Qing Mang, and all his other brothers and sisters. Seeing his safe return, some were whooping, others crying. But Wu Yu's name was echoing deafeningly through the skies of the Bipo Mountain Range!
Just as the Heavenly Sword Sect seemed to be in dire straits, Wu Yu had risen again like a legend, again stabilizing the crumbling Heavenly Sword Sect!
Although they were too far apart, and he could not hear their words, Wu Yu knew what they wanted to convey. He did not return directly to the Bipo Mountain Range. He knew that the 10,000 Swords Formation would be his battlefield!
When he had rushed from the palanquin, foiling the Ninth Spirit's scheme, he knew that she would not give up. Moreover, he knew that the final battle, which had been delayed for so long, was at long last upon them!
Pa!
Just at this moment, a huge sound erupted from the demons' side. Wu Yu lifted his head to see the palanquin blasted into smithereens. White smoke billowed out, and from within, a furious, vengeful persona grew larger and larger in size!
It was a Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens!
A pure white fox appeared before their eyes, at least three zhang in length. This was already a huge monster. But behind it were nine tails, each waving within the smoke like nine huge snakes.
As the Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens walked out of the mist, her eyes could be clearly seen - they were bloodshot, and directed hatefully at the 10,000 Swords Formation. This was a rage that the Ninth Spirit had never sunk into before. The present Ninth Spirit worked the demons into a frenzy. They shifted into their true forms, and hundreds of them unleashed their demonic auras, covering the skies in black clouds. The huge demonic beasts roared and bellowed. The Ninth Spirit's anger had also galvanized them into rage!
"Come then!"
Wu Yu was not afraid to stare at the Ninth Spirit.
In this battle, he was a prey who had escaped, not a groom who had betrayed. He was free of guilt. Each step in the last three months had been risky. And all in all, it was the Ninth Spirit who had been led around.
"Master, it's time to fight."
Wu Yu was clearest of the shifts in the situation. Feng Xueya would understand his warning as well.
He did not know what Wu Yu had been through, but he could clearly sense that Wu Yu had become stronger.
With the demons in a mad frenzy, they brought terrifying power, a lump of demons that could easily wipe out dozens of countries.
"Ninth Spirit, what is going on!?" Initially they had thought to use Wu Yu to trade for the Zhongyuan Dao sect disciples, until the Ninth Spirit had resolutely vowed that she had a way to destroy the Bipo Mountain Range. And now Wu Yu was suddenly gone. Jiang Xie felt like he was being played.
But in the face of Jiang Xie's questioning, the Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens only regarded him coldly. "Cut the crap. Directly break the 10,000 Swords Formation. Wu Yu already has the power of a 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivator. If we don't act now, it won't just be those 1,000 people. As long as Wu Yu is around, then your Zhongyuan Dao Sect doesn't even have the right to exist within a thousand li of him."
"WHAT!?"
Jiang Xie's voice was hoarse. The Scarlet Seas' Three Ghosts were all at the tenth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. In this battle, they had witnessed Wu Yu's opponents grow from the fifth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm to the 10th tier. This fearsome rise showed just how terrifying he was.
Indeed, if they continued to delay, then perhaps in a few more months, even Jiang Xie and the Ninth Spirit would not be Wu Yu's match.
Right now, the Ninth Spirit was in a killing mood, and Wu Yu had no choice but to fight her. They could delay no longer, and Jiang Xie was truly afraid now. He even forgot to blame the Ninth Spirit at this point. Clearly, the Ninth Spirit had screwed things up, but in the end, they stood on the same side of battle.
The emergence of Wu Yu had put a scare into them.
Of them, the Ninth Spirit was the most resolute. She narrowed her eyes towards the 10,000 Swords Formation. The demonic aura of hundreds of demons filled the air, blanketing the entire Bipo Mountain Range!
The only one that was conflicted was Jiang Xie, because he still had hostages there.
But if they could acquire the Bipo Mountain Range, then those 1,000 would not be needed. With time and the spiritual qi of the Bipo Mountain Range, they would definitely recover.
Jiang Xie and the elders exchanged looks. A few of the elders were still hesitating. Jiang Xie said, "Stop that indecision. Kill. If we drag on any longer, all of us will die at Wu Yu's hands!"
Saying thus, he threw a loathing glance over at the Ninth Spirit. He had not expected that the Ninth Spirit would actually let Wu Yu grow stronger through his imprisonment. His resentment towards the Ninth Spirit would have to be kept under wraps for now. Jiang Xie would wait until the battle was over to take it up with her.
The Zhongyuan Dao Sect had already lost so much. What more was there to be afraid of?
"Charge!"
The Ninth Spirit, the Thunder Seabird and the other demons, the Scarlet Seas' Seven Ghosts, Jiang Xie, and the Zhongyuan Dao Sect elders all split up. After resting for a while, they again rushed the 10,000 Swords Formation!
This time around, the Ninth Spirit's rage changed their offensive power. The 10,000 Swords Formation had already been riddled, and had almost broken previously.
Before that, their goal had been Wu Yu, hidden within the 10,000 Swords Formation. But now, although Wu Yu was also in the 10,000 Swords Formation, they did not care about him! He was still hidden. He would definitely not catch the Ninth Spirit and Jiang Xie's eye. The Ninth Spirit would probably not aim to capture Wu Yu first either. After all, their strategy was to first break the 10,000 Swords Formation.
At this time, Wu Yu had nowhere to run!
The furious Ninth Spirit was all killing power and energy. The sweet little fox was gone now. Wu Yu looked on with alarm at the true face of the Ninth Spirit!
"Master, hold as long as you can. I'll kill as many as I can!" Wu Yu drew his Onyx Pearl Dao Sword. In the face of such fury, Feng Xueya and the others could not spare attention for him anymore, and his advantage within the 10,000 Swords Formation was not as pronounced. At least, the 10,000 Swords Formation would not attack him.
The final battle had begun! Emotions ran high!
He could not possibly clash with the Ninth Spirit now, and Wu Yu kept his distance, looking for others to fight. Besides the Ninth Spirit and Jiang Xie, he could kill anybody.
Right now, Jiang Xie brought the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, attacking without restraint.
Night Wishes for Snow, with the thousand Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples on hand, shouted in a panic, "Jiang Xie, I give you three breaths of time to back out of the 10,000 Swords Formation, or these thousand heads will roll!"
His voice was loud and clear, but the Zhongyuan Dao Sect people rushed in, maddened and deaf to his cries.
Night Wishes for Snow was stunned, and the three breaths of time quickly passed. No one heeded him. Jiang Xie was single-mindedly charging, and had become the strongest opponent of the 10,000 Swords Formation.
"Zhongyuan Dao Sect!" The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples were enraged now. Who would have thought that such a sect leader existed? In order to invade and conquer the Bipo Mountain Range, he would even let a thousand core disciples die. Evidently, Jiang Xie was unafraid that the thousand disciples would be killed.
Night Wishes for Snow yelled a few more times, but was still ignored. The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples with him were enraged and humiliated.
They looked at the kneeling Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples, undone by their fear. They desperately called out for Jiang Xie to save them, and also turned their jeers on their captors.
"Night Wishes for Snow, is yelling cravenly all you can do? Doesn't the Heavenly Sword Sect pride itself on its benevolence? Do you dare to kill a thousand people?" some Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciple taunted.
He looked at Night Wishes for Snow, seized by his indecision, and could not keep back the steady stream of derision.
In truth, this was indeed a quandary for Night Wishes for Snow and the other Heavenly Sword Sect disciples. They had not expected Jiang Xie to pursue this course of action.
When it came to it, Feng Xueya had always taught them to be on the right side. They slaughtered demons and saved lives. They would not kill brethren of the orthodox dao. And to kill over a thousand of them right now was a predicament indeed.
Night Wishes for Snow's face was pale. To kill or not to kill? Seeing his indecision, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples laughed loudly.
"Heavenly Sword Sect. Heavenly and always calling themselves benevolent. But they're just cowardly ignoramuses! Our Sect Leader may seem like he's giving up on us, but he's actually coming to save us!"
They congratulated each other.
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Chapter 0169: Carnage on the Bipo Mountain Range
The 10,000 Swords Formation shook dangerously.
Outside the 10,000 Swords Formation, the demons howled and the dao sect disciples hooted. The earth churned, and the demons marked the ground with their claws.
Outside the 10,000 Swords Formation, Night Wishes for Snow was completely paralyzed by his predicament.
There were good and evil people amongst the 1,000 disciples. Some were hurling malicious insults, others were frightened half to death. They awaited Jiang Xie's rescue, for their freedom to enter this battle.
"Master, guide me!" Night Wishes for Snow knelt towards Feng Xueya. He could not make a decision.
These thousand Heavenly Sword Sect disciples were supposed to fight, not guard their prisoners. Once they lost control of these Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples, they would only become trouble.
They might even kill more people.
Feng Xueya's back was turned to Night Wishes for Snow, fully concentrating on repelling their opponents with the 10,000 Swords Formation.
"Snow, are you plagued by the dilemma of good and evil? Are you unable to see your path?"
"Master, I am."
Night Wishes for Snow lifted his head. Feng Xueya spoke to him, his back still turned.
"This is a fight of the Immortal Dao. In war, there are only victors and losers. There is no good or evil. Their bodies and minds belong to the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, and they are our enemies. Mercy to your enemies is cruelty to your brethren.
"We martial cultivators are benevolent to the people. We are benevolent to our own. But we cannot be benevolent to our enemies. Even if the enemy is innocent. Even if the enemy is helpless. Wars of the Immortal Dao are cruel. There is no dao to speak of here, only victory or defeat.
"We sword cultivators need a firm heart. Know your path of dao. Pursue the Immortal Dao, and deliver all living creatures from suffering.
"War is war. Evil belongs to those who began the war. The rules of this world are created by the strong that survive. So Jiang Xie is not wrong. If we are weaker than they are, and our Bipo Mountain Range is taken, then we are wrong. The weak ones are the wrong ones.
"So kill! Let the blood flow, slaughter our enemies!"
This was Feng Xueya's final conclusion.
Night Wishes for Snow saw the light now. Although this logic was cruel, the world was no perfect place.
Mercy to one's enemies was cruelty to one's allies.
This was a battle for survival. This was strategy, it had nothing to do with good or evil.
"KILL!"
At Night Wishes for Snow's command, a thousand Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples' heads hit the floor.
...
Wu Yu turned back.
"Killed?"
He was a little shaken.
But he did not waver.
"Jiang Xie abandoned them, but their hearts were still with the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. This is their only fate." Wu Yu took a deep breath. He had just escaped from the Ninth Spirit, and knew how cruel the path of Immortal Dao could be. It was not just cultivation, but the struggles between people, between nations, invading each other - all of this was for one's own people to live a better life. On the battlefield, no one cared if you were a good person.
Struggle was the chief concern of all living things.
"Cultivation is plunder. The strong are just."
Recalling this phrase, Wu Yu's revelation deepened. If he were strong enough, far above Feng Xueya and Jiang Xie, then he could scare Jiang Xie away from this place and bring peace and justice.
But such strength was won through plunder. Even if one did not steal it from others, one would take it from nature, from the spiritual qi of the earth.
In this chaotic world of Immortal Dao, if one wanted stability, peace, and to better oneself, then one had to hold true to one's own dao and one's own purpose.
Today, Feng Xueya had killed the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples and opened the war. This was in his nature. Although it was cruel, it was a huge loss to the Zhongyuan Dao Sect.
"Only someone strong enough, whose heart and mind is clear enough, can hold on to a territory. This territory can then be considered righteous. All other fights and wars are waged for the right to bear the pennant of justice.
"The only way is for me to become that strongest person."
Wu Yu, from fighting mortal wars to those for the Immortal Dao, had finally become enlightened.
"Martial cultivation is plunder. Only the strongest can be heroic!"
He had been roaming around the 10,000 Swords Formation. This was the first battlefield. Just then, Wu Yu had casually killed a demon at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and still the Ninth Spirit had not discovered him.
The Ninth Spirit knew that she could not find him in the 10,000 Swords Formation and was now joining forces with Jiang Xie to batter the 10,000 Swords Formation!
"Kill!"
Only by killing enough opponents could he protect the Heavenly Sword Sect, the place which had given him new life. Wu Yu deeply loved every inch of soil here.
Huo!
Suddenly, Wu Yu saw an electric net crackle.
There was a huge, purple bird of lightning there!
It was the Thunder Seabird!
He was very prominent on the battlefield, and took no pains to hide himself. At this time, he was a fair distance away from the Ninth Spirit.
Finally, a worthy opponent had showed himself!
He remembered how he had easily destroyed Zhao Changtian and the others in Sky Region Forest before kidnapping him like a chick in his claws. Following that, he had been easily and ruthlessly caught by the Thunder Seabird while he was using the Art of Sword Flight.
In Wu Yu's heart, this 1,000-year demon Thunder Seabird was a nightmare second only to the Ninth Spirit.
And now Wu Yu would fight him within the 10,000 Swords Formation!
Their eyes met, their clash determined by fate. Wu Yu closed in rapidly, catching up to this 1,000-year-old demon!
The Thunder Seabird's eyes crackled and flashed with lightning and hostility.
"Wu Yu, the Ninth Spirit has never been angrier. You have let her down and enraged all the demons. Today, I will make you pay the price," the Thunder Seabird said raspily.
"Go to hell!"
Was Wu Yu's response to him.
Perhaps the Thunder Seabird still thought that he could catch him like a little chick.
Perhaps the Thunder Seabird still slighted him, and thought him a child who had cultivated for a mere few years...
But now Wu Yu only saw him as a number, and that number was: one.
"One" meant that he was the first tenth tier Qi Condensation opponent that Wu Yu would kill in the 10,000 Swords Formation!
Outside the 10,000 Swords Formation, people were watching the showdown between Wu Yu and the Thunder Seabird. Everyone's attention was quickly attracted.
They shouted their support, and others began to gather at Wu Yu's position. The Ninth Spirit looked over, but did not come over, instead continuing her attack. She naturally knew that if she headed over, Wu Yu would vanish by the time she arrived. As long as the 10,000 Swords Formation was not broken, Feng Xueya could help Wu Yu hide.
For now, the Ninth Spirit only wanted to break the 10,000 Swords Formation. She did not want to let up for even a single moment.
She knew well that Wu Yu might slaughter the demons and ghostly cultivators. But none of that was important. All she wanted was Wu Yu himself.
Amidst the shouts and curses, Wu Yu and the Thunder Seabird clashed!
Before the Thunder Seabird's eyes, Wu Yu used the Immortal Ape Transformation, turning into a golden ape that was even more berserk. With the Onyx Pearl Dao Swords in his hands, his killing intent rose. At least within the 10,000 Swords Formation, Feng Xueya aided him slightly upon seeing that he was fighting the Thunder Seabird. He held a slight advantage.
"I want to see what kind of killing power a supposed genius like you has!" the Thunder Seabird disdained. His huge wings flapped, gathering a mass of electricity that barreled down on him. The very ground shook with its power as it charred everything in its way!
"More than you can imagine!"
In that instant, Wu Yu charged forth like a shadow!
As he neared the ball of electricity, he suddenly combined the two swords. His tremendous physical and spiritual power were all concentrated in the Onyx Pearl Dao Swords!
Great Dao of the Golden Sword!
A straight up clash!
Spiritual power and his powerful body!
Great Dao of the Golden Sword had been cultivated to completion by Wu Yu in the last three months. As the golden sword flashed out, its brilliance was extraordinary. A huge sword cut through the skies, completely slicing through the Thunder Seabird's huge ball of electricity!
The problem was that the golden sword did not dissipate after slicing through the electric ball. It preserved its original shape, gathering on the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword. This was the true Great Dao of the Golden Sword!
Bang!
Wu Yu took to the skies, brandishing his huge, golden sword. He began to attack like a berserker, slicing and striking at the Thunder Seabird!
Peng! Peng! Peng!
Thunder Seabird frantically used his demon techniques to summon forth thunder and lightning, even using his web of lightning to ensnare Wu Yu!
But all they could see was Wu Yu slicing through the Thunder Seabird's demon techniques again and again. The Thunder Seabird was shocked and was continually beaten back by Wu Yu. He drew closer and closer to the Ninth Spirit and other allies on the way!
"Die!"
A hearty cry shook the entire field!
In that instant, the crowd watched with bated breath. All they saw was a tremendous stroke from Wu Yu that sliced between the Thunder Seabird's eyes. The Thunder Seabird's skull was cut into two. He booted it towards the Ninth Spirit!
Fresh blood spattered on the floor!
The golden sword slaying demons was a shocking sight. The Zhongyuan Dao Sect had just watched their brethren slaughtered. And now, with the Thunder Seabird dead, their morale was at an all-time low!
Moreover, the Thunder Seabird's head flying over to the Ninth Spirit's side was a clear challenge!
Wu Yu lifted his head, meeting the Ninth Spirit's gaze far away.
This was the first time that he had issued such a clear challenge to that woman.
Wu Yu wanted to let her know that he would not be eaten by her.
But the Ninth Spirit did not respond. Or perhaps this was beyond what she had calculated for. She wasted no words, and Wu Yu realized that she had already pushed very close to the position of the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords.
Whoosh!
Another looming figure appeared before Wu Yu, watching the downed Thunder Seabird in shock.
That was the ghostly cultivator Shen Erjun.
Shen Erjun started, then hurriedly turned to escape.
"You're number two!"
Wu Yu flitted after him in hot pursuit, elusive as a shadow.
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Chapter 0170: Sea of Supernatural Souls Body
To think that back then, Shen Erjun, the Thunder Seabird, and Jiang Ding had lorded over them in the Sky Region Forest, Wu Yu an insignificant junior before them.
And now, Jiang Ding and the Thunder Seabird had both been done in by Wu Yu, and even Shen Erjun was on the run after seeing Wu Yu!
They had truly become a laughing stock.
Outside the 10,000 Swords Formation, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples and the demons began to doubt themselves after seeing the Thunder Seabird killed and Shen Erjun in full retreat, face grey with fear.
Wu Yu's rise and legendary bravery already incapacitated them, striking at their spirits.
More terrifying was Wu Yu changing into a bolt of golden light and taking off in pursuit. He was dead-on behind Shen Erjun, like a predator chasing its prey.
One had to know that even in the Immortal Ape Transformation, Shen Erjun still towered like a huge beast, and was much taller than Wu Yu.
Shen Erjun did not have much of a speed advantage. Wu Yu very quickly caught up to him, and the attention on the battlefield turned to them.
"You!"
Shen Erjun could feel a wave of aggression catching up to him and knew that Wu Yu was in pursuit. With no way to escape, he turned back in a fit of hotheadedness and prepared to fight!
In truth, the Thunder Seabird's death had put a scare in him, but now that he had calmed down a little, he felt that he was still quite strong. Besides, help was on the way, and they might be able to take Wu Yu down!
They were not that far from the rest, and there were even a few demons close by!
"Wu Yu, you dared to kill the Thunder Seabird! Ninth Spirit will not let this pass! Today is the day your Heavenly Sword Sect falls! Accept your death!"
With a roar, black mist began to shroud his body and spread out around him. In the gloom, countless ghosts began to emerge, their eyes filled with dreadful bloodlust.
"Poor Shen Erjun. You're trying to intimidate me?" Wu Yu stopped before him, his Onyx Pearl Dao Swords splitting apart to be dual wielded. The eight spiritual sources within his body churned. Although they were not incredibly powerful, they had still been fashioned by the Great Way of Immortality Art and had a hidden edge to them. The sight of Wu Yu before him truly undermined Shen Erjun's confidence!
The more afraid he was, the more he would cover it up with his rage and bluster.
"After I gouge out your eyes and turn your corpse into a zombie, you will know the true meaning of anguish and regret forever!"
He roared in his thick, coarse voice. His foot stomped down, shattering the ground. As the shockwave radiated out, thousands of black smoke jets gushed out. From within the black smog, eerie wails began to sound. Scrawny, putrefying ghosts began to emerge from underground. In short order, there were more than a thousand!
The endless years had seen many deaths. At virtually any spot, the ghostly cultivators' dao techniques could stimulate and call forth ghosts. These 1,000 ghosts were child's play. The Spectral Concubine's vengeful spirit technique had been inherited from the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, and in this aspect, they were the true masters!
These thousand evil ghosts surrounded Wu Yu and Shen Erjun. Wu Yu was soon engulfed in the hostile aura of death.
But that was not all. Within the smog, another thousand eerie ghosts appeared in the sky above Wu Yu's head, flying back and forth.
From the outside, it looked like Wu Yu had already been completely surrounded by evil ghosts and vengeful spirits!
Especially to the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, who could not help but worry for Wu Yu. After all, the evil ghosts and vengeful spirits were extremely intimidating. Many of the younger disciples turned white as a sheet after seeing such horrors.
"Eat him!"
At Shen Erjun's command, the thousands of evil ghosts and vengeful spirits howled and wailed, swarming Wu Yu. Especially the vengeful spirits, which formed a powerful tempest that blew on him. They began an unstoppable rush into Wu Yu's body.
The thousands of vengeful spirits entered his body. Added to the power of the thousands of evil ghosts, it was a dreadful sight!
The vengeful spirits entered his body successfully. Shen Erjun had gotten over his initial scare, and now he regained his confidence in full. His face contained a smug smirk; he seemed to think that victory was in his grasp.
"All of you step aside. I can handle Wu Yu alone." Shen Erjun waved his helpers aside, commanding the evil ghosts as he charged.
Wu Yu was indeed caught up in a terrifying battle inside his body. He could clearly see each face of the vengeful spirits, their blood-covered maws and mean faces. Some had had their eyes gouged, others their tongues cut. Some were missing ears, noses, or limbs. A gruesome sight!
The vengeful spirits howled and cried. They struggled and battered Wu Yu's mental will!
This was Shen Erjun's way of killing. Even 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivators would be severely affected.
But Wu Yu's face was still composed!
"Visualizing the Inner Ape!"
Visualizing the Inner Ape helped him to steel his will. The Unparalleled Monkey King appeared in a sea of golden flames, his majesty overwhelming. When the vengeful spirits entered his body, they were forced to pass through the golden inferno and were scorched by the flames. All of them died in agonizing howls!
More than a thousand vengeful spirits were reduced to ash in a flash!
The golden light in Wu Yu's eyes had become even more intense. He could clearly see the core of the evil ghosts. His body was as hard as metal. Although he was in the form of a golden ape, he still possessed the mental faculty and will of a human!
Whoosh!
He again morphed into golden light, flying towards Shen Erjun. His twin swords cut a swath through the evil ghosts as he flew. Broken arms and legs were sent flying, and those that stood directly in his way were cut to pieces!
Evil ghosts could not stop Wu Yu at all!
The vengeful spirits perished, and the evil ghosts were being shred to pieces like tofu!
"How incredible!" Shen Erjun had finally begun to realize his own weakness. Seeing this scene, he began to panic.
The image of the Thunder Seabird being beheaded replayed over and over in his mind's eye.
"I don't want to die! I can't die!" A wave of fear engulfed his heart. Given a personality like his, the more fearful he was, the more aggressive he became!
Wu Yu shot forth like a bolt of light, his eyes savage. A sharp sword pierced Shen Erjun in the eye!
"Whether it's forbidden or not, I am forced to use that Immortality Art!" Shen Erjun's face changed. He spread his arms wide. As he chanted, he continued to drum against his chest. His movements were strange, and he even retrieved some blue powder which he scattered all over his body. Only when his rites were all completed did he give a twisted smile.
"This is the first time I'm using the Sea of Supernatural Souls Body! You're doomed!" As he spoke, his body began to grow explosively. His physical transformation was even more drastic than Wu Yu's Immortal Ape Transformation. Shen Erjun was already a big figure. And now he became monstrously huge, growing even bigger than normal demons!
By the time Wu Yu reached Shen Erjun, he had already grown more than six zhang tall. His skin had turned completely black, and he was covered in a layer of black, fish-like scales. His body was knotted with muscles. Although his face looked vaguely human, it was becoming fish-like. His maw was covered in razor-sharp teeth, and his huge mouth could swallow a demon in a single bite.
This was a black monster that had come up from the fathomless sea!
His savagery and stench of blood was the embodiment of death in the vast ocean.
"Sea of Supernatural Souls Body?" This ghostly cultivator dao technique was evidently very advanced, and was probably Shen Erjun's ace in the hole. It was probably something like a forbidden dao technique, but Shen Erjun had employed it in order to deal with Wu Yu.
This supernatural body caused a huge stir. The evil ghosts were nothing compared to this monster. If this monster could be likened to a huge toad, then the thousands of evil ghosts were like miniscule tadpoles.
"ROAR!"
Before Wu Yu, the monster roared ferociously, shaking the entire 10,000 Swords Formation! The commotion here was even greater than the Ninth Spirit and Jiang Xie attacking the 10,000 Swords Formation!
Bang!
Just as everyone was panicking, Shen Erjun sent a huge claw raking towards Wu Yu's head!
Another dangerous moment!
The most astonishing thing was that Wu Yu was not rooted in fear when facing this monster. Many were worried for him, but he chose to fight!
As the huge claw came whistling towards him, he suddenly sprang back, dodging it. This shook the very ground itself, burying some of the evil ghosts back into the ground.
Bang, bang, bang!
Following which, Wu Yu continued to be forced back by Shen Erjun. He seemed to be completely on the back foot, with no opportunity to counter attack at all!
This made their hopes wane even further.
He continued to take hits, and that only made Shen Erjun even more berserk than ever. Soon enough, the demons and Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were snickering and taunting Wu Yu. They had finally regained some pride.
"Fools." Wu Yu threw a look at them.
Turning back, Shen Erjun was still advancing. His awesome strength and ghostly cultivator dao techniques were used at their peak. They could completely suppress Wu Yu.
At this moment, Wu Yu was standing on a huge tree.
Both of his hands clasped his swords, but his eyes were shut.
"There is yin and yang in this world, and they are in balance.
"There is yin and yang in my heart.
"In the moment of genesis, yin and yang are one, a cycle. This is known as taichi!"
With his swords held before him, he drew two fishes representing yin and yang. At the same time, his sword qi blossomed to a peak.
"Finally, I will dot the eyes and bring it to life!"
His twin swords drew eyes for the yin and yang fishes.
It was just as Shen Erjun was chopping his way towards Wu Yu, overturning huge rocks and trees in his way.
"Shen Erjun!" Wu Yu shouted.
Shen Erjun roared in reply, leaping up into the sky. At this moment, Wu Yu's twin swords lanced out!
"Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike, Maximum Qi Strike!"
The yin and yang fishes exploded, forming a veritable mass of black and white sword qi that pierced through Shen Erjun's body.
Instantly, blood sprayed through the air, his corpse crashing on the ground!
"Wu Yu..." Shen Erjun's head resumed its usual form, dropping before Wu Yu. He was still conscious. The look he gave Wu Yu was filled with pain and despair.
With one move, Wu Yu had sent him from heaven to hell.
The Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike had been imparted by the ancient martial cultivator, and Wu Yu had painstakingly researched and trained it, finding some progress till date.
All of his efforts were for killing these enemies today.
"You Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts are out of it." Wu Yu regarded him one last time, then sent his skull flying.
Hua!
Outside, the three-way alliance was completely unsettled. They backed away, afraid to meet Wu Yu's gaze.
Just at this time, the 10,000 Swords Formation gave a final shudder, and then faded. Wu Yu lifted his head. The Ninth Spirit had actually rushed into the 10,000 Swords Formation and was now at the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords.
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Chapter 0171: Four-way Carnage
The Ninth Spirit had unequivocally succeeded. After holding out for so long, the 10,000 Swords Formation had finally been broken.
Of course, the Ninth Spirit had paid the price. Her vicious onslaught had cost the Thunder Seabird's life.
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had also paid a grave price. Five of their seven were dead, and Tian Yijun was losing his mind. From the moment that Wu Shengjun had been killed by Wu Shengjun, their battle for loot had become a battle for vengeance!
All that remained were Tian Yijun and Yu Sanji. No matter how this turned out, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had already lost this battle!
And this loss had been delivered by Wu Yu!
Of course, the shelter of the 10,000 Swords Formation had been of great help!
When the 10,000 Swords Formation broke, Wu Yu had no time to dwell on it. In that moment, the real fight of Immortal Dao broke out all over!
First up was Tian Yijun and Yu Sanji, who had personally seen Shen Erjun die to Wu Yu. Letting loose their eerie wails, they too summoned evil ghosts and vengeful spirits like Shen Erjun had! The sword shadows had completely vanished from the 10,000 Swords Formation. In their place were plumes of black smoke that erupted from the gorges and cracks on the ground. At least 2,000 evil ghosts and 2,000 vengeful spirits appeared on the battlefield!
"Kill! Kill them and leave none!"
"Let these Heavenly Sword Sect disciples accompany my brothers and sisters of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts into the grave! Let them descend to hell for all of eternity!"
As Yu Sanji screeched her curses, the evil ghost and vengeful spirit armies, completely unafraid of death, flooded towards the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords in a wave. They were going straight for the thousand Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.
From the outside, there were still Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples who were eager to test the abilities of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, as well as demons who had waited for all too long and were ravenous. All let loose with wretched howls of rage. They pulled out their immortal treasures and weapons as they charged to the thousand disciples that stood at the core of the Heavenly Sword Sect. A group led by Night Wishes for Snow and the elders answered their attack!
They were on the verge of the final fight!
Over at the Heavenly Sword Sect, they had languished for a long time, and each opponent they slew elevated their bloodlust and will to fight. And now they faced the real three-way army. They pulled out their immortal treasure longswords and stood composed, their will rock-solid. Wu Yu's magnificent slaughter of two of the enemy's experts - that gave them huge confidence!
Bang!
Wu Yu's current position was between the two. Familiar faces behind him - even the young Qing Mang stood poised with her longsword, ready to join in the battle to protect their sect.
Time stood still in that instant. He took a deep breath and put his back to his brethren. He turned his gaze on the evil ghosts and demons...
"Wu Yu, come with Jiu Er..."
A voice came floating past his ear that made his hair stand on end.
That's right. the Ninth Spirit's only goal was him.
Looking back, he saw that the Ninth Spirit was headed in his direction after breaking the 10,000 Swords Formation. With the 10,000 Swords Formation broken, Wu Yu no longer had a castle to return to, nor a place to hide.
She had locked on to him, her gaze devoid of emotion.
The Ninth Spirit was still in the body of the Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens. Her nine tails of pure white bobbed behind her body. Wu Yu only caught a quick glimpse at her and immediately forgot the battle. Everything seemed like a dream, and only she was real before his eyes.
"Scum, don't run!"
Suddenly, his head was pierced by a sharp pain. As he refocused, he saw blue sword light encasing the Ninth Spirit. From above, Sect Protector Lan Huayi was using the Art of Sword Flight. Her immortal treasure longsword was in her hand, barring the Ninth Spirit's way!
Lan Huayi naturally understood that she was her opponent. A fox demon's charms were stronger against men. The more suitable opponent for Feng Xueya was Jiang Xie. Not far from the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, Feng Xueya was duelling with Jiang Xie!
The four Jindan experts had begun fighting, and everyone around them scattered, afraid of being injured by accident!
The skirmish shook the heavens and earth. Things were happening too quickly and powerfully! Limitless sword qi flew back and forth. Spiritual power exploded left and right. Everyone watched, open-mouthed. But at least for Wu Yu, the pressure that the Ninth Spirit had been exerting on him was gone.
Only, Wu Yu could constantly feel the Ninth Spirit's gaze on him. A formless pair of eyes seemed to float above his head, causing a chill to run down his spine.
"Wu Yu, protect them! Fend off the enemy!" Feng Xueya suddenly roared at him.
"Them..."
Wu Yu surveyed the field. He saw the Five Elders and the Elder of Imparting Arts and the Elder of Enforcement entering the fray. The Five Elders, their keystones, were at the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, while the tripartite alliance still had Tian Yijun, Yu Sanji, and one more demon at the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, in addition to two more elders of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect.
After Shen Erjun and the Thunder Seabird had been killed by Wu Yu, the number of experts that the enemy had was evened up with the Heavenly Sword Sect's!
Plus, now Wu Yu was excess.
That was why Wu Yu reckoned that Feng Xueya and the others had abandoned the 10,000 Swords Formation after seeing him kill Shen Erjun - this was a rare chance for them to defeat their opponent. Through their harrying, the enemy's elite had been weakened, and now finally brought down to the same level as the Heavenly Sword Sect. The only advantage that the tripartite alliance still held was that their middle-tier forces numbered three times that of the Heavenly Sword Sect's!
Before them was an endless wave of evil ghosts, vengeful spirits, demons, and Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples.
The thousand of the Heavenly Sword Sect would die quickly with no ultimate power to protect them!
This was the emergency mission that Feng Xueya had assigned to him. Now that Wu Yu was free, he was naturally responsible for their protection!
Su Yanli, Qing Mang, Mo Shishu, and the others...
In truth, once the 10,000 Swords Formation had broken, Feng Xueya and the others had been prepared, promptly seeking out the opponents they had targeted. For example, the strongest of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts, Tian Yijun, had been immediately snagged by Elder Shentu. Both tore at each other in an epic fight!
On top of the mountain, the four Jindan and 10 of the 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivators fought in seven different fights. No one dared to approach them. The remaining middle core strength congregated on the other side, one rushing down, the other rushing up. They would soon clash at Wu Yu's current position.
The Heavenly Sword Sect was different because they clustered in groups of three to five, forming sword formations. They were more rational, and killed to cover each other. The evil ghosts and vengeful spirits were their first wave of enemies. Although they were unorderly, the vengeful spirits affected their own minds and reason. While the evil ghosts were savage in battle, and their sheer numbers - a full four thousand - were four times their own number. In comparison, it seemed like the Heavenly Sword Sect was in dire straits indeed!
This was exactly why Feng Xueya had persisted in defending the 10,000 Swords Formation for so long!
And now, all of Feng Xueya's hopes were pinned on Wu Yu!
All in all, the vengeful spirits would sap at one's will, but that did not cause real harm. That was why the true danger was the combination of these two monsters. Wu Yu could not stop the evil ghosts, but those 2,000 evil ghosts did not worry him.
"Everyone, I am here. No need to worry or fear. Form your sword formations and stand strong against the enemy!
"These evil ghosts look savage, but they're all useless."
The most important thing on the battlefield was the morale of the troops. Wu Yu understood this, which was why his first step was to assuage their fears. Liberated from their fears, they could perform at their best.
"Wu Yu, rest easy. We have all killed Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples before," Night Wishes for Snow quipped.
That slaughter had boosted their bloodlust. And now, facing these evil ghosts, vengeful spirits, and demons, most of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples were able to maintain their best state. Their blood ran cold, but they stood composed.
Even Qing Mang managed a small smile for Wu Yu in the crowd. She gave a firm nod.
All of them felt an unprecedented sense of safety as they looked to Wu Yu standing in the front. Their desire to fight welled. All of them looked at him with respect and adoration. These people, as close to kin, filled Wu Yu with unspeakable strength.
"Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, death before dishonor!"
"FIGHT!"
Their voices roared out in unison. They hefted their longswords, a clatter of immortal treasures pointing towards the sky. This was the true meaning of overwhelming sword qi!
Wu Yu took point. The eyes on his back stimulated his emotions. Like a wave, his blood boiled. He was the spearhead that rushed the evil ghosts and vengeful spirits!
"Come with me!"
Behind him, the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples formed a wedge with Wu Yu at the point. Night Wishes for Snow, Lan Boli, and other elders were spaced out. The thousand people were like a knife that tore into the evil ghosts!
Wu Yu had combined his two swords. His cold gaze landed on the evil ghosts. He employed his dao techniques, channeling the Great Dao of the Golden Sword into a huge longsword. Hundreds of evil ghosts appeared within the killing radius of his golden sword!
Given that Wu Yu could now call upon the power of the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, killing evil ghosts and vengeful spirits was a piece of cake. When he had fought Shen Erjun, he had not even paid attention to these ghosts.
"Kill!"
They clashed!
Wu Yu was like a knife point, tearing the evil ghosts apart. The Great Dao of Golden Sword flashed out. Each slash would cut down dozens of evil ghosts clean in half!
For the moment, Night Wishes for Snow and the others did not even have a chance to get their hands dirty. Because all they encountered were corpses when they advanced in Wu Yu's wake. Any survivors were quickly dealt with by the hot-headed Heavenly Sword Sect!
In front, the golden sword waved!
The corpses of the evil ghosts thickened the sky!
The carnage was unbelievable!
Wu Yu used the most direct killing methods, emboldening the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples with an even stronger will and hope in battle. Perhaps they had not felt this strong before, plagued by nervousness and doubt. But in this moment, seeing the evil ghost army decimated by Wu Yu with overwhelming force, they saw the hope of a true victory!
One Heavenly Sword Sect taking on three powers. Before, they had not dared to hope.
The elders were impassioned now. Their eyes often flitted to Wu Yu, a godlike presence in their midst!
Su Yanli, Mo Shishu, Night Wishes for Snow, and the other senior brothers and sisters smiled at each other. They were the ones closest to Wu Yu. Especially Su Yanli, who had personally witnessed her junior brother come this far.
When Su Yanli killed her first evil ghost, she felt a sense of protectiveness. In that instant, she understood Wu Yu even better.
It was to protect them, and his new home, that he would go to such extremes!
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Chapter 0172: Paranormal Pillar of Blood
Riipppp!
Dozens more evil ghosts rose up into the air!
Of course, they were torn corpses.
Under Wu Yu's protection, their first pass through the army of evil ghosts and vengeful spirits yielded virtually no deaths, although about a hundred disciples were possessed by vengeful spirits and were unable to shrug free. There were only a few injuries.
At least 200 vengeful spirits entered Wu Yu's body, furiously trying to control him. Until they were destroyed by Visualizing the Inner Ape.
Through this process, Wu Yu had also killed two of the ninth tier Qi Condensation cultivators who had rushed into the group of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, as well as a 900-year demon.
Golden sword light scythed out. No one could stop him!
With him at the point, the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples looked triumphant!
The first rush had culled more than 800 of the 2,000 evil ghosts! A majority had been torn to bits by Wu Yu!
Wu Yu's hands were full of blood - evil ghost blood!
This charge had fanned the battle will of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples to a new high. They tore into the evil ghost army so quickly that the army had to turn back on itself. And before Wu Yu, he realized that those before him were half demons and half Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples!
They had been carried away, yelling their battle chants. In the short space of 10 breaths' time, Wu Yu had already torn through the ghostly cultivators and come head to head with them!
Evil ghosts threw their lives away mindlessly!
But those before him were warm and living martial cultivators and demons!
Especially the Zhongyuan Dao Sect ones!
They were already scared out of their skin by Wu Yu. Now he appeared with a huge, golden sword. The speed of his strike was such that those at the third tier of the Qi Condensation Realm and below could not even dodge. A single slash cut down dozens of people immediately, painting the battlefield with their blood!
Compared to the evil ghosts, the deaths of martial cultivators was even more shocking!
"No one from the Zhongyuan Dao Sect will be allowed to back down. Die!"
Wu Yu laid into them, bellowing. His Great Dao of the Golden Sword slashed out twice more, and even more disciples died immediately. They did not even have a chance to use dao techniques.
From behind Wu Yu, hundreds of bursts of sword qi flew past!
The Heavenly Sword Sect's presence and killing intent, added to their hostile eyes and strong will to defend their sect and kin, added to Wu Yu's might. It pierced the heart of every Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciple like a sword!
"I yield!"
"I yield, I lose! We surrender!"
After seeing those around them drop like flies, many crumbled while they were on the verge of being cut down by Wu Yu. They wet themselves with fear as they rolled on the floor. And then they scrambled frantically to their feet, running away as though possessed!
"None of you leave! All must die!"
Night Wishes for Snow led the Heavenly Sword Sect onwards, yelling at the top of their voices.
Actually, they did not want to kill anymore. This immortal war still centered around the main instigators. Wu Yu alone was attacking their will. Killing more of them would be a complicated affair, which was why he had chosen terror as his primary weapon.
As Wu Yu again hefted his sword, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples crumbled. Hundreds turned to flee, screaming. Even before the battle started, they had already lost. Dozens more who were reluctant to leave also turned tail after Wu Yu killed more of them - and some of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect elders were amongst their number.
All that remained were the demons!
Wu Yu killed a few demons, but these demons were still savage and fearsome. Whether they lurched or crept forward, their demonic aura rocketed - it was the only thing that could face Wu Yu at this time.
"All who do not leave will die." Wu Yu issued his final threat, but there was no response. Their loyalty to the Ninth Spirit was strong, and they were much more courageous than the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples.
Wu Yu glanced back at the evil ghosts congregating. They would soon regroup for another attack. He did not have much time left. He lifted his sword anew, preparing for another massacre! These demons alone could not stop him!
But at this time, the Ninth Spirit's voice floated over.
"All of you, back down for now."
She actually bid the demons withdraw.
Wu Yu started.
The demons were extremely obedient to her commands. Although they grumbled, discontent with their orders, they still turned and shapeshifted back to their human forms, bearing the palanquin as they left.
If they had not left, Wu Yu was confident that he could kill every last one of them. But the Heavenly Sword Sect side would definitely take casualties in the process.
He did not want to let even a single member of his sect die.
And now, with the Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples scattering and hiding back in the deeper mountains, a majority had given up entirely on the battle. With the demons also in retreat, Wu Yu and the others only had the evil ghosts to face now.
"All of you defend here. I will fight these evil ghosts."
Wu Yu bid them secure their position. There were still a few at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, as well as the Elders of Imparting Arts and Enforcement. As long as they did not meet any of the 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivators, they would be safe for the moment. Wu Yu prepared to slaughter the rest of the evil ghosts alone!
"Alright!"
"We're counting on you, Wu Yu!"
"Take care, Junior Brother..."
"Kill them all!"
Under the light of their reverent gazes, Wu Yu again plunged into the midst of the evil ghosts!
One man and one sword actually stopped the thousands of evil ghosts and vengeful spirits!
A few hundred evil ghosts had made it past him, but they were quickly destroyed by the Elders of Imparting Arts and Enforcement. The true power of one of the evil ghosts was roughly the strength of a first tier Qi Condensation cultivator. They were not powerful, but they had the strength of numbers.
All over the battlefield, a golden sword flashed. Each slice saw evil ghosts fall, crumbling into ash. The huge, golden sword burned brilliantly, intense enough to immolate the evil ghosts completely!
Including Wu Yu, there was a total of eight battles. But in terms of scale, Wu Yu's was the biggest. Of course, only at this level could they suppress them. As the number of evil ghosts dwindled, the vengeful spirits could only confuse people, with no follow-up!
Countless vengeful spirits surged into Wu Yu's body, but none returned.
After about 30 breaths of time, the 2,000 evil ghosts had been whittled down to about 100. They were no longer effective. Although there were still vengeful spirits, they were useless on their own.
In the mid-tier battle, Wu Yu alone had swept it clean!
The Zhongyuan Dao Sect on the run, the demons withdrawn, the evil ghosts defeated!
If there had been just one of the 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivator occupying Wu Yu's attention, the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples would have been decimated thoroughly by now.
Wu Yu had not thought that he would reach the eighth tier of Qi Condensation. It was the Ninth Spirit who had given him the opportunity. He could only say that his fate and luck were better than the Ninth Spirit's!
When the evil ghosts could no longer pose a threat to the Heavenly Sword Sect, Wu Yu knew that it was time for him to enter the stronger battles, on the side of the Five Elders! With him entering the fray, the odds of victory would be heavily skewed!
He was currently quite far from the Five Elders' position.
Wu Yu had already anticipated this. The most fearsome amongst the five enemies had to be Tian Yijun! The leader of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts. If he were killed, then he could work with the Five Elders to completely wipe out the other demons, ghostly cultivators, and Zhongyuan Dao Sect members!
After one last scourge to ensure that the evil ghosts would no longer threaten the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, Wu Yu took to the skies on his sword!
In truth, he had finished up the evil ghosts without taking too much time - not even 100 breaths of time had been required.
On the Five Elders' fight, he very quickly found Elder Shentu and Tian Yijun. However, his face changed when he arrived!
Tian Yijun was indeed terrifying. There was a fog of blood cloaking his battlefield, obscuring the vision of his opponents and preventing those outside from seeing the situation within.
The fog of blood was like a huge blood cocoon. It pulsed like a living thing.
The stench of blood permeated the entire Bipo Mountain Range, causing a sense of uneasiness.
But just as Wu Yu prepared to rush in, the fog of blood actually dissipated, and the battlefield became clear.
A chill ran through Wu Yu as he saw what had happened.
The floor was stained with fresh blood. In a radius of 100 zhang, the ground, rocks, and mountains themselves were practically all covered in fresh blood.
Tian Yijun's squat body was perched on a rock. His veil had already flown away, revealing a withered, shrunken face that was extremely grotesque. Even within his wrinkles one, could see fresh blood dripping down.
His eyes were mismatched in size. The larger one was as big as an open mouth, the smaller one the size of the little finger's thumbnail.
His larger eye was covered in blood vessels, which writhed like worms.
But that was not the truly startling sight.
The truly startling sight was a column of blood in the ground before him that reached up to more than 10 zhang high. The column of blood was purely black on the surface, covered in a ragtag assembly of scales - it looked like a cross between snake and fish scales. It was like a huge blood vessel, with deep red blood within. A web of bloody capillaries covered the column of blood!
Even more startling was that the scales could change position. They continued to reform on the column of blood, forming a ghastly face with red pupils and a huge mouth. It was extremely lifelike, and continued to strike fear into their hearts. It changed faces many times in short order, and each of them was different!
The column of blood had caught Wu Yu's attention. And Wu Yu recalled its name!
Feng Xueya had told him before that Tian Yijun was practically invincible within the 10th tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, and might even be able to resist himself with difficulty. The main reason was his spiritual immortal treasure.
Spiritual immortal treasures were high-grade immortal treasures with a spiritual affinity. Their power was much higher than ordinary immortal treasures. In the Heavenly Sword Sect, only Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi had such spiritual immortal treasures.
Tian Yijun's spiritual immortal treasure possessed terrible and savage power. It was said that a mighty ghostly cultivator of the East Sea had created it back in ancient times. Besides many valuable ingredients, he had also added the souls of 100 of his enemies through a forbidden dao technique of the ghostly cultivators. The immortal treasure spirit design was a Shapeshifting Design that allowed the spiritual immortal treasure to change size freely between one foot and 10 zhang.
It also had the Paranormal Possession Design, which would send a hundred ghosts from the spiritual immortal treasure to possess the opponent's body, entering through the air or even their immortal treasure. It created the effect of a hundred vengeful spirits that tore at the enemy's flesh, soul, bones, and organs.
Lastly, it had the Paranormal Power Design, which gave its user superhuman strength.
This spiritual immortal treasure was infamous, and was known as the Paranormal Pillar of Blood.
What shook Wu Yu most was that the Paranormal Pillar of Blood was currently placed on top of Elder Shentu's rotting body...
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Chapter 0173: Showdown with Tian Yijun
The Paranormal Pillar of Blood was upright on the ground, crushing Elder Shentu's body. The pillar was more than 10 zhang tall and one foot thick. This humongous Paranormal Pillar of Blood had already crushed Elder Shentu.
He had lost his breath and ability to speak. His eyes had lost their spirit, and his pupils seemed to be controlled by countless ghostly beings. As for the blood on his body, it was being rapidly absorbed by the Paranormal Pillar of Blood. In a flash, his old body had become a dry husk...
Boom!
The ground shook. Tian Yijun unhurriedly retracted his Paranormal Pillar of Blood.
This was the fastest fight resolved on the battlefield. Everyone's attention was drawn here. Tian Yijun's sinister bloodsucking and Elder Shentu's horrific state began to spread an impending sense of fear...
The grotesque Tian Yijun was shrouded in his fog of blood. Now that the Heavenly Sword Sect's strongest elder had fallen in battle, the power of the ghostly cultivators seemed unstoppable. They seemed like gods of death that had strode straight out of hell, the bodies of millions beneath their feet.
Previously, the only reason why the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts could fight Feng Xueya on equal ground was because of Tian Yijun.
Seeing this, the good mood of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples plummeted to rock bottom in a flash. Elder Shentu had been one of the strongest bastions within the Heavenly Sword Sect. He had died so quickly, so painfully! Wu Yu's victory had just shaken them free of the fear of an Immortal Dao battle, but the fog of blood had again put those thoughts back in their hearts.
Many turned pale, their immortal treasure longswords clutched in trembling hands.
Wu Yu had just finished off the evil ghosts and vengeful spirits, and now turned to face this!
Seeing the battered corpse, the memories that swamped him were of Elder Shentu's magnificent defense of the young disciples in the Sky Region Forest. Faced with so many strong enemies, he had fought to the death to protect them.
Elder Shentu was also Feng Xueya's old friend, and they were as close as brothers. He was also the one who Feng Xueya trusted most...
A distance away, Feng Xueya's face was livid. He roared in lament. Wu Yu had never seen him so incensed. If not for the fact that Jiang Xie was holding his attention, he would definitely have come for Tian Yijun.
He could vaguely make out the two lines of hot tears running down the face of his master and benefactor.
"Wu Yu..." Suddenly, his gaze met Wu Yu's.
He realized that Feng Xueya was conflicted. Clearly, he wanted Wu Yu to occupy Tian Yijun and prevent him from massacring the Heavenly Sword Sect. At the same time, he was extremely worried that Wu Yu would be killed by Tian Yijun. He had fought Tian Yijun before, and he knew his deadliness all too well...
However, reality did not offer Wu Yu much in the way of thinking time. After Tian Yijun killed Elder Shentu, his fog of blood churned, and the Paranormal Pillar of Blood flew towards the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples. His Paranormal Pillar of Blood could definitely achieve the same effect as Wu Yu had on the evil ghosts!
Whoosh!
Wu Yu held his twin swords in hand. In a flash, he arrived to block Tian Yijun's way!
A clash between the towering golden ape and the squat and ugly ghostly cultivator. A huge shockwave burst forth. Their eyes met. Wu Yu clearly knew that behind Tian Yijun was a mountain of corpses and blood, as well as countless evil ghosts and vengeful spirits!
"Wu Yu. I would never have thought that you would become my hated enemy. If I had known, I would have killed you back then. How wonderful that would have been," Tian Yijun said unhurriedly. He spoke in a chilly tone, his eyes sizing Wu Yu up.
How could he have known that five of his seven siblings would be killed by this junior Wu Yu? This small fry had risen to this point, where he actually stood against him with power that could not be ignored.
Not far away, Yu Sanji was battling the Lone Elder. She said, "Big Brother, leave him alive. Ninth Spirit is in a frenzy now. If you kill him, things will get even more hairy."
Tian Yijun chuckled by way of reply. But from the look in his eyes, he clearly did not buy Yu Sanji's words.
He was on the same page as Jiang Xie. Once all their opponents had been dealt with, they would kill the Ninth Spirit.
The Ninth Spirit had allowed Wu Yu to develop to this level. He was already at an intolerable level of power.
"The opportunity to make a breakthrough lies with me." Tian Yijun surveyed the surroundings, laughing. As long as he finished Wu Yu off, his support would see all the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect dead. Finally, they would gang up on Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi!
What these group battles needed was a weakness!
The first side to find a weakness could take a complete victory!
"Can Wu Yu stop that ghostly cultivator...?"
"Even Elder Shentu died so quickly. Wu Yu must be in extreme danger..."
"If Wu Yu dies, then we..."
Elder Shentu's death and the terrible Paranormal Pillar of Blood had affected their mental state immensely.
The East Sea's ghostly cultivators were even more terrifying than demons to the orthodox martial cultivators!
A few of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect elders who had fled to the periphery laughed from the shadows upon seeing Wu Yu bar Tian Yijun's way.
"Wu Yu's really too brazen. He even dares to stand in Tian Yijun's way. Cheeky, reckless fellow."
"I'm afraid he doesn't know that Tian Yijun is twice as strong as Shen Erjun!"
"He could defeat Shen Erjun, who was only slightly stronger than Shentu. But Tian Yijun is known as the unbeatable expert of the Jindan Dao, a real murderer! It's said that he killed dozens of 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivators!"
"As it goes, it seems like the chances of us winning are really high!"
"That's true. If not for this Wu Yu, how would we have been beaten so badly?"
"That's right. Tian Yijun must kill Wu Yu! Otherwise, our hatred will find no rest!"
"So many members of our Zhongyuan Dao Sect have died..."
In truth, nobody knew the true power of Tian Yijun better than Wu Yu did. He understood Elder Shentu's capabilities. And for him to be killed so quickly by Tian Yijun evidently meant that he far surpassed him in power.
"Hu..."
The battlefield was a place of constant flux. Tian Yijun smiled coldly, holding the Paranormal Pillar of Blood in both hands. The Paranormal Pillar of Blood's Shapeshifting Design activated, and it grew to 10 zhang long. It was like a pillar that reached to the skies. The powerful smell of blood accompanied the materialization of the ghosts. The scales glittered coldly. Tian Yijun wrapped the Paranormal Pillar of Blood in spiritual power. With a taunting laugh, the Paranormal Pillar of Blood swung out with awesome force!
Even before the spiritual immortal treasure reached, a torrent of blood sprayed out!
This battle was a real test of Wu Yu's ability, and it drew everyone's attention! Naturally, others became nervous as well. The other battles seemed evenly matched.
Tian Yijun was too overpowering. His fights always made others nervous.
"Great Dao of the Golden Sword!"
Wu Yu's eyes were cold as he merged his swords and employed the Great Dao of the Golden Sword. The huge, golden sword would have to face the power of the Paranormal Pillar of Blood!
However, the true power of the spiritual immortal treasure was revealed!
Bang, bang, bang!
A towering pillar of blood clashed against a huge, golden sword. Sparks and blood spatters flew. The destructive burst of spiritual power that resulted leveled mountains.
The crowd could clearly see that Tian Yijun was advancing, while Wu Yu was being forced back. The entire battlefield was moving towards the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples!
Each time Tian Yijun struck, a wave of blood gushed out, while Wu Yu's golden sword started to fade. It was stained in blood, and the sword actually turned red, as though it had been poisoned.
"Wu Yu cannot stop him!"
"What are we to do!?"
Instantly, everyone panicked. If not for the Elder of Imparting Arts and the Elder of Enforcement calming them, they would have scattered in a panic.
Even so, they were still extremely worried as they watched Wu Yu being forced back.
The situation that Wu Yu faced was even worse than it looked.
Bang!
Tian Yijun laughed. He brandished the huge Paranormal Pillar of Blood and came swinging again. Wu Yu again blocked it with his Great Dao of the Golden Sword. With a loud ting, the golden sword seemed to chip. In the crack, the blood qi from the Paranormal Pillar of Blood rushed in.
The Paranormal Pillar of Blood had a Giant Strength Design. A simple clash would send Wu Yu flying back.
After many strikes, his arms were covered with blood. The Invincible Vajra Body was actually cracked.
More terrifying was that each clash sent forth a multitude of vengeful spirit-like creatures from the Paranormal Pillar of Blood that were even more powerful than the spirits. They entered Wu Yu's body through the immortal treasures.
This was the paranormal possession of the spiritual immortal treasure!
All kinds of ghosts rushed into Wu Yu's body. Their maws opened wide as they chomped on flesh, bone, sinew, and organ. And even his mind and will!
The ghosts in his body dragged Wu Yu closer and closer to death!
His entire world had gone black. He had fallen into a sea of blood, unable to see daylight. All he could see were evil ghosts rending his flesh with sharp claws and devouring his body.
Outside, Wu Yu was forced back again and again. After more than 10 clashes, the gold on his body had all turned to a dark red. Even his hair and skin constantly bloomed with ghostly faces. Like the Paranormal Pillar of Blood, they howled and wailed...
He grew older and weaker. He seemed to be becoming an evil ghost himself.
"Wu Yu is finished..."
Many sank into despair. They had believed completely in Wu Yu, even worshipping him. But at this moment, they saw that he had followed the path of Elder Shentu. Any moment now, he would lose all strength to resist, and be smashed by a last hit from the staff!
An air of despair. The entire Heavenly Sword Sect was cast into gloom. Many wanted to help, but they were powerless. All they could do was weep and pray...
Wu Yu could feel their despair. His gaze pierced the sea of blood to see their worry and pain... He saw the entire Bipo Mountain Range cast into the chaos of war...
"I..."
Within his body was a horde of ghosts. This was the reason why he was weakened!
"The Paranormal Pillar of Blood is so terrifying! Without the Paranormal Pillar of Blood, this Tian Yijun is not my match at all!"
Wu Yu clearly knew that Tian Yijun could best him solely because of the power of the Paranormal Pillar of Blood!
And now Wu Yu was on the verge of being killed. Tian Yijun looked maliciously at him. Looming above him, he raised the Paranormal Pillar of Blood!
"Go to hell! Genius! Once you're dead, that counts for nothing!"
Tian Yijun guffawed.
He was completely thrilled.
Wu Yu gritted his teeth.
Who said he didn't have a final trump card up his sleeve? All that was needed was to take the gamble.
"Great Sage..."
Within his mind's eye, the figure in golden flames stared balefully at him.
Under that gaze, Wu Yu was moved. He forgot all about the spirits in his body. He forgot the grave wounds that he had sustained. All that was before him was a huge road. And at the end of the road was Tian Yijun.
Wu Yu stared at him, his resolve hardening!
"Fixed Body Art!"
The 72 Transformations skill blew out just as Tian Yijun's staff was descending!
"Taiji, yin yang!"
At the same time, the golden sword disappeared, and the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword split into two. The sword dao technique triggered, forming the two yin and yang fishes. They pierced through Tian Yijun's body!
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Chapter 0174: Swansong
Fixed Body Art, success!
As Wu Yu used it more and more, he became more familiar and practiced with it. Although he relied on the Great Sage's guidance in order to use such a marvelous spiritual art, his success rate was getting higher and higher.
Facing against Tian Yijun's Paranormal Pillar of Blood, the Fixed Body Art was Wu Yu's only chance to turn the tables! He had already been prepared to die if the Fixed Body Art had failed.
Perhaps the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal had been guiding him in battle all the while. This time at least, Wu Yu gathered all his focus, funneling all his will into employing the Fixed Body Art. Even if it was just for a moment!
In a battle of experts, a moment could decide many things!
Tian Yijun had a hundred ghosts at his bidding, and his Paranormal Pillar of Blood was world-class. But a moment's paralysis allowed Wu Yu's Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike to pierce through his body!
Right now, the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike had been honed to an even higher peak. It had become the sword embodiment of taiji. With the immortal root Yin Yang Sword Wheel as its base, its fatal power and penetrative power were enhanced. A single stroke riddled Tian Yijun's body with wounds, and his blood spurted!
The Paranormal Pillar of Blood was sent flying. It clattered on the ground, then rolled down the mountain. Along the way, all the trees and rocks that it touched were instantly destroyed, while the water it touched evaporated. Sea creatures burst in a puff of blood, consumed by the Paranormal Pillar of Blood.
"Hnngh!"
Tian Yijun still had some consciousness. Slumped on the ground, he crawled to his feet with much difficulty. His bigger eye had been pierced through by Wu Yu, and only his smaller eye remained, filled with shock and disbelief. He stared at Wu Yu. Even up till his death, he had not known why he had been held for that moment!
He had the upper hand and was about to finish Wu Yu off. But suddenly, the tables had turned, and Wu Yu had taken his life.
"You, what Immortality Art..." Tian Yijun struggled on with his last breath, his veins bursting.
"Someone like you is not qualified to hear the answer." Wu Yu's Onyx Pearl Dao Swords left his hand, flying out to behead Tian Yijun. The ghostly hero fell to Wu Yu.
The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts had lost six of their members in battle. Only Yu Sanji was left!
In the moment that Wu Yu had beheaded Tian Yijun, no one responded. They only knew that Wu Yu had again surpassed all expectations to kill Tian Yijun when he himself had been at death's door!
Tian Yijun was the strongest fighter below the Jindan Realm. But he had been sent to the next world without even a chance to offer last words!
The crowd was cheering and was unable to calm down for a long while. They looked at Wu Yu as if he was a god. From that moment on, he became someone for whom nothing was impossible.
In truth, Wu Yu was already extremely fatigued from the battles so far. Especially after he used the Fixed Body Art - the drain was stupendous - and his vortexes of spiritual power were dim now. Although they were recovering rapidly, his mental strain could not be easily shed, especially when the ghosts had been in his body, and he hovered on the brink of death. The ghosts had only vanished when Tian Yijun died.
But he would not stop fighting!
This was the moment when he was needed most!
After killing Tian Yijun, Wu Yu fixed his gaze on the sole survivor of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts - Yu Sanji!
She was locked in an equal fight with the Lone Elder! The Lone Elder's swordwork was also extremely polished!
Wu Yu rushed behind Yu Sanji. She detected his presence but was unable to extricate herself from the Lone Elder. She was pincered!
"Wu Yu, your death will be horrible! We Scarlet Sea's Seven Immortals have many good friends in the East Sea! Countless Jindan experts!
"You may have killed us Scarlet Sea's Seven Immortals today, but our good friends will come to collect our debt of vengeance! When the time comes, you will wish that you were dead!
"We ghostly cultivators will become your worst nightmare! You will never be free of us! Don't think you can do as you wish just because you are talented! You have made a grave mistake!"
She had not expected that her big brother and second brother would die in battle; she was still reeling from disbelief. But the reality was before her. And now the one that Wu Yu would destroy was her!
Wu Yu did not even reply.
He charged up, adding the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword into the fray. He attacked Yu Sanji in coordination with the Lone Elder! Yu Sanji was not even as good as Shen Erjun. Under the combined onslaught of Wu Yu and the Lone Elder, her brains were spilled by Wu Yu before long!
With this, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts were no more. As they died, all the evil ghosts and vengeful spirits faded as well. The eerie aura that had hung over the battlefield was finally gone...
All that remained were martial cultivators and demons. And the demons had fled without stopping!
Tian Yijun and Yu Sanji were dead. Even the ordinary disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, let alone Jiang Xie, knew that their three-way alliance had suffered a thorough defeat! The Bipo Mountain Range still belonged to the Heavenly Sword Sect. At this juncture, they were at a disadvantage and had nowhere to return to!
Wu Yu was so strong that he could even kill Tian Yijun. Naturally, that made Jiang Xie sick.
And now, with Yu Sanji dead, it freed up Wu Yu and the Lone Elder to enter the remaining three battles between the 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivators. Two of them were Zhongyuan Dao Sect elders, while one was a demon!
Wu Yu stared at the demon. In order to let the four elders take on the two Zhongyuan Dao Sect members, he would face the demon alone!
After all, they were the Zhongyuan Dao Sect's opponents. Two against one, they could end the fight without too much of a delay, and then turn to help Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi for the Heavenly Sword Sect to take a complete victory!
The demon was an ox, a completely different beast from the Thunder Seabird which specialized in speed. This ox was berserk and possessed enormous strength. It could even stomp the ground, causing the earth itself to shake as it directed. Shockwaves could ripple out like the sea's surface. It could even call down huge stones from the sky.
Wu Yu was focused now. Although his own fighting strength was diminished after fighting for so long, he was still confident that he could destroy this demon! But after this, he would have to rest before he could continue fighting.
"Master and Sect Protector's side is the most crucial..." Wu Yu turned back to look. Those two battles were the most crucial. If either of them went badly, all that Wu Yu had done would be for naught!
But sometimes, what one worried about came true.
Wu Yu realized that he had underestimated the Ninth Spirit, and also her desire to acquire him. In this fight to the last, she had fought furiously. It was impossible that she would neglect Wu Yu; on the contrary, all that she did was in order to acquire him. At this time, even the Bipo Mountain Range was not as important to her.
Bang!
Suddenly, a huge sound.
Everyone started. High in the skies, a huge sea had opened up. Lan Huayi was drifting down through the sky, hanging as limply as a kite's string. She landed in the mountains and did not get up again. No one knew if she was dead or alive.
Bang!
The Ninth Spirit landed on the ground, her huge, demonic tails fanning out. She twisted like a snake, her red eyes locking on to Wu Yu.
She had actually defeated Lan Huayi!
Lan Huayi might even be dead. After all, she had landed in the mountains but had not gotten up. Even if she was not dead, she would be severely injured!
Wu Yu was still preparing to fight the ox demon at this time.
Wu Yu's eyes met the red stare of the Ninth Spirit!
Evidently, all of her battles had been for this moment! Her demon body snaked towards Wu Yu, covering five kilometers of ground in a flash. She reached Wu Yu quickly, and the ox demon helped the Ninth Spirit as well. He trapped Wu Yu there, preventing him from escaping. And now his opponent was on him.
"Ninth Spirit!" This 1,000-year-old demon had caused too much havoc to Wu Yu's heart.
Wu Yu had never been afraid of Tian Yijun or Jiang Xie. Only the Ninth Spirit put a scare in him, even terrified him. Till date, the Ninth Spirit was his nemesis. She was a thing of pure yin.
"You should call me 'Jiu Er.'"
In a flash, the fox demon was just 10 zhang away from him. She crept up in front of him, her nine tails bouncing jauntily in the air like a peacock's tail.
This scene made everyone nervous.
"Wu Yu, Jiu Er is too disappointed by you. Jiu Er treated you so well, but you used Jiu Er. You let Jiu Er down," the Ninth Spirit said resentfully.
Wu Yu's gaze was cold. At this time, the ox had withdrawn, but the Ninth Spirit was too close for him to attempt an escape.
"It was you that let me down, you that deceived me!"
Wu Yu's mind frantically sought a solution as he played for time. He had expended a lot of energy in the fight against Tian Yijun, and now he could not possibly resist the Ninth Spirit in his weakened state.
"Stop delaying for time. I will take you far, far away from this place.
"Wu Yu, don't blame Jiu Er. It was you who broke my heart first."
The more she spoke, the more worked up she became. As she spoke, she used even more incredible demon techniques to enthrall Wu Yu deeply. This was not just seduction, but hypnosis. Wu Yu could resist seduction, but not the mind-breaking hypnosis of the Ninth Spirit. In her thrall, his brain continued to play miserable memories, such as Sun Wudao's death, the night at Imperial Concubine Xi's palace when he had consumed the Spirit Severing Powder, the time when he had been eaten alive by Wan Qing...
He stood in agony before the Ninth Spirit, unable to even hold his Onyx Pearl Dao Sword.
Just at this moment, the Ninth Spirit snared him up with her tail. Wu Yu offered no resistance.
And then they thought that the Ninth Spirit would use Wu Yu to threaten Feng Xueya. But instead, she turned north without a word and departed, taking Wu Yu and vanishing from the battle!
The Ninth Spirit had left!
Wu Yu had also been taken away!
She did not want the Bipo Mountain Range, or anything else!
Of course, the demons had already withdrawn, and the remaining ox also took off after his brethren.
The Ninth Spirit had actually given up on this place.
Now, with the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts dead and the demons gone with Wu Yu, only the Zhongyuan Dao Sect remained. Jiang Xie and two 10th tier Qi Condensation elders.
They could not help but wonder, how would the battle change?
What would be the conclusion between Feng Xueya and Jiang Xie?
At least, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect had no hopes of invading the Bipo Mountain Range now...
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Chapter 0175: Jiang Xie's Death
The Ninth Spirit's exodus with Wu Yu had changed the battlefield significantly.
With only the Zhongyuan Dao Sect and Heavenly Sword Sect fighting, the Heavenly Sword Sect naturally had the upper hand. And much of that was due to Wu Yu turning the tables again and again.
It could be said that Wu Yu was the savior of the entire Heavenly Sword Sect!
The Ninth Spirit had kidnapped him!
In truth, Feng Xueya and Jiang Xie's fight was already nearing the end. When the Ninth Spirit had defeated Lan Huayi, Feng Xueya had become even more berserk, pushing himself madly to the limits!
All that remained were the two 10th tier Qi Condensation elders of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Each having to face two opponents of equal strength, they were doomed to death or injury!
The three remaining great battles!
Everyone could not help but watch the battle between the two experts of the Jindan Dao Realm - everything rested on Feng Xueya and Jiang Xie!
They were the sect leaders of the martial cultivators in the area! From before, they had been compared side by side, and had also clashed many times before in the past. But none of those encounters had used their full strength.
In this instant, they were truly aiming to kill!
On the battlefield, all the spectators could see was the endless golden sword qi of Feng Xueya pitted against the complex dao techniques of Jiang Xie! This was the showdown between sword cultivators and ordinary martial cultivators! All in all, Feng Xueya's attack were sharper from the start, especially now that his will was completely focused!
"Feng Xueya, you scum. Even without the demons and ghostly cultivators, I, Jiang Xie, will eat you whole."
In the fight, Jiang Xie was even more arrogant and verbose. From the start, Feng Xueya had not even said a word, and had become even more reticent since Wu Yu had been taken away.
Hearing this, the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples began to panic. With Lan Huayi defeated, if their sect leader lost as well, then there would be no one left to stop Jiang Xie. And in his present rage, he would definitely make the Heavenly Sword Sect pay heavily.
Night Wishes for Snow said, "Everyone, return to the Bipo Mountain Range. Disperse. Do not let Jiang Xie have a chance to attack us." His actions did not indicate a lack of trust in Feng Xueya, but instead was an effective defense.
The crowd scattered. A few remained, and Night Wishes for Snow looked to see that it was Su Yanli and the others. Only a few continued to look blankly in the direction that Wu Yu had been taken.
"We were unable to save him. All we can hope is that his luck bears out again and he survives his captivity..." Thinking of all that Wu Yu had done for them, even Night Wishes for Snow was on the verge of tears.
"That we could become brothers in this life was a blessing for me. A pity that as your senior brother, I wasn't worth a rat's ass. I could only watch as he was taken away!" Mo Shishu said brokenly, his face miserable.
As for Su Yanli, Qing Mang, and the others, they had watched in speechless horror as Wu Yu was carried away.
"I'm afraid that this departure is final." Su Yanli sheathed the Golden Bauble of Day and headed back to the Bipo Mountain Range, a lonely figure.
Just at this moment, a discontent voice rang through the battlefield!
"Feng Xueya, you!" Many turned to look. All they saw was Jiang Xie's head sent flying, and then head and body were both consumed in the golden light, turning to dust and dissipating in the air. The bright sunlight blazed down...
Jiang Xie's howls were silenced.
It was Feng Xueya who was left on a sturdy pine branch. He swayed, almost falling, but found his footing. Although the immortal treasure longsword in his hand quivered, at least he still held his grip.
And Jiang Xie's spiritual immortal treasure was in Feng Xueya's hands.
After a moment of silence, people started to respond. The Zhongyuan Dao Sect's leader, Jiang Xie, had actually died in battle, slain by Feng Xueya, his equal in power!
"Hua!"
Many of the hidden Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples instantly lost all spirit. They panicked and cried. They were now bereft of an anchor!
"Our Zhongyuan Dao Sect yields!"
One of the elders shouted wretchedly. And then he was slain by two elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
The last remaining elder saw his life was forfeit as well. But at this time, Feng Xueya waved his hand for the four elders to release him. He said, "The Zhongyuan Dao Sect has taken a huge loss. They have lost four-fifths of their power, and are now a small sect that we have nothing to fear from. Leave one to hold them together, lest their disciples turn on each other and cause trouble to the mortals." Leaving one behind meant that the Zhongyuan Dao Sect still existed. Otherwise, the remaining disciples would be like a headless dragon. Who knew what manner of foolishness they might attempt.
"Understood."
The four elders complied. But they still breathed a sigh of relief. All of them were extremely fatigued as well, their faces pale. And they were all close to Lan Huayi. At this moment, they wished to hurry over to check her wounds.
The lone Zhongyuan Dao Sect elder wailed as he took his shocked Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples back to the sect. It was a complete tragedy for them.
The evil ghosts executed, the demons sent packing, and the Zhongyuan Dao Sect defeated. In the Bipo Mountain Range, at the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, only the Heavenly Sword Sect remained. The war was over, and they had won. But even so, their hearts were heavy.
Victory meant a new lease of life for them. But they were not overjoyed. A crucial part of them was missing, and that was Wu Yu.
"Snow, I leave matters here to you. I'm going to find Wu Yu," Feng Xueya said. He immediately used the Art of Sword Flight to pursue in Wu Yu's direction. This was the reason why he had pushed himself to the limit to defeat Jiang Xie.
"Yes, Master."
Very quickly, Feng Xueya took off.
"He must be found and brought safely back." Everyone's hopes rested with Feng Xueya. Without exception, the thought was on all their minds.
All that remained was to clean up the battlefield.
They cremated the bodies and cleaned the field of blood. Seeing so many unfamiliar faces, they found it hard to believe that they had prevailed. The three-way alliance had three times their power, but they had held out and eventually won with minimal casualties. The Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts were all dead, and the upper echelons of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect's power were dead...
The scene before them was like a dream. This lease of new life was hard to take in.
As they tidied up, a disciple said miserably, "Honestly, without Wu Yu, the Bipo Mountain Range would already have been taken by the enemy. All of us would be corpses, right now being cleaned up by others, or eaten by demons."
"He was a miracle for the Heavenly Sword Sect. He was born to protect the Heavenly Sword Sect. He was such a legendary presence. He will definitely be remembered for many years. Generations will know of his legend!"
"His future would have been unbelievable. Sect Leader once said that his true stage would be the entire Dong Sheng Divine Continent, and not a small place like this..."
"A pity that the 1,000-year fox demon took him away. I'm afraid we won't see him again..."
As those last words were uttered, many broke out in tears.
In order to protect their home, they had fought together. And that had strengthened their heart of dao, and their path of cultivation would naturally be stronger.
Sword cultivation triumphed. Banish demons, protect kin, uphold justice!
Their hearts were as straight as a sword. They were tenacious, resilient!
...
Huhu...
The shrill wind continued to blow past his ears.
Wu Yu was in unspeakable pain at this time. The Ninth Spirit's nine tails were tightly wrapped around him, and not even a hair was exposed. It was like a cocoon, with Wu Yu completely sealed within.
The nine tails formed a complete sphere with spiritual power. The Ninth Spirit had used some demon technique to fashion a cage out of the nine tails, which had imprisoned Wu Yu. Even though he was physically stronger than her, Wu Yu was still far from her level of spiritual power.
Wu Yu could not see outside. All he knew was that the Ninth Spirit was hurrying along the road. She had to be looking for a safe place.
"After I am gone, the Heavenly Sword Sect will have the upper hand. Jiang Xie should not be able to take what he wants, and might even be seriously injured. The Zhongyuan Dao Sect is doomed to fail..."
This was Wu Yu's only consolation.
Although his own situation was perilous, at least the danger to the Heavenly Sword Sect had been resolved. The threat that the three-way alliance had brought had been completely negated! And now the Heavenly Sword Sect was the winner!
But...
The Ninth Spirit was still here.
"She gave up on the Bipo Mountain Range, making me her primary objective. As long as she devours me and completes her transformation, she will reach the fourth tier of the Jindan Dao Realm. She alone will be able to take down the Heavenly Sword Sect and clean us out."
Thinking of this, Wu Yu's heart lurched.
"Wu Yu, you already know Jiu Er's goal, isn't that right? Jiu Er had not expected that you would even know such a secret art of mine. Otherwise, you would not have resisted me so strongly." The Ninth Spirit's moving voice sounded beside his ear.
But now, no matter how beautiful she was, how honeyed her voice, Wu Yu had no more heart. To Wu Yu, she was nothing but a natural enemy, a beast that would eat him.
"Mm." Wu Yu did not hide it. She already knew.
"Then I will speak honestly. This time, you will not live. You are so important to me. You are the biggest break of my life, and I cannot let you go," the Ninth Spirit said resolutely.
Wu Yu said, "I understand. But after you succeed, can you not go to the Bipo Mountain Range?"
"Not possible. I will go. That is the new home of my demon tribe." The Ninth Spirit's voice was weak but firm.
"What will you do to my Master and the others?" Wu Yu's voice was cold.
"If Feng Xueya does not die, then he will cause me even more problems. That is why all of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples must be killed, in order to prevent any future vengeance."
"If you have me to complete your metamorphosis, your gains will already be more than sufficient. Will you not spare them on my behalf? At least do not rush to end them all..."
The Ninth Spirit was at times as warm as water, and at times as cold as ice. And now Wu Yu discovered that all her warmth was a pretense. The cruelty was her true face.
Everything had been a facade.
This was a fox.
As expected, the Ninth Spirit said, "To Jiu Er, Wu Yu is nothing but medicine to trigger a metamorphosis. Since you understand, then Jiu Er will only tell you this. I am a demon. You are a human. I have nothing but hatred for you."
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Chapter 0176: Scare at Fox Branch Mountain
After three months of seemingly getting along like a house on fire, it was finally revealed that the basement was haunted.
It was just a tiger and her prey.
Wu Yu already knew that all the Ninth Spirit had shown him was an illusion. This was a frightening woman. She never had the intention of changing her mind.
And now that she knew Wu Yu knew the truth, she did not have to pretend at all. After all, she knew that even if the two did not feel deeply for each other, the demonic rite would still bring her to the fourth tier of the Jindan Dao Realm.
And things having progressed to this stage, the Ninth Spirit had already run out of patience to keep up the facade.
Wu Yu took a deep breath and said, "So that's how it is. My last shred of goodwill towards you is gone as well. Ninth Spirit, all I have for you is hatred. Given the chance, I will definitely kill you!
"You and Jiang Xie are no different. Jiang Xie wanted to kill me cleanly. You want to kill me too, just through other devices. And with your revelation today, you are truly no different from Jiang Xie."
The Ninth Spirit screeched a laugh. "Of course. Why should Jiu Er love you? Just because you're a genius with a bright future? Jiu Er only loves herself. And no one else."
Being firmly in her control, Wu Yu tried many methods, but none of them were effective. A few days passed by his reckoning before the Ninth Spirit suddenly came to a stop. The strength imprisoning him suddenly eased, and Wu Yu tumbled to the ground. He sprung to his feet and looked around, realizing that he was inside a cave. The space was enormous, and all the walls were solid rock. There was some mist in the cave which slightly obscured one's vision.
"This is my territory. Fox Branch Mountain."
He saw a Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens, eyes glowing red and body snow-white. Her front paws were bent slightly on the ground as she stared at him with a look of pure lust. She was clearly famished to the extreme.
To think that she had actually brought him back to her camp. Honestly, this place should not be difficult to find.
"Outside of Fox Branch Mountain, there is a naturally disorienting formation that is even bigger and more complex than the one at your Valley of Immortal Fate. Even if your master comes here, he will take at least 10 days to find us. So you had best give your hopes a rest."
The Ninth Spirit's words pronounced Wu Yu's death sentence.
Wu Yu looked around him. He had no idea where the exit to the cave was. Clearly, it had been sealed by the Ninth Spirit, similar to the underground room in the Valley of Immortal Fate. In this place, there was only him and the Ninth Spirit. Neither heaven nor hell would even respond.
Surveying his surroundings, there was something beside the thick walls that caught Wu Yu's attention. It was another Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens of about the same size as the Ninth Spirit. However, this Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens had lifeless eyes and lay as still as death. Moreover, it was not actually alive, but a sculpture of ice that was so lifelike, Wu Yu had almost mistaken it for an ice fox.
Besides this ice sculpture of the Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens, there was nothing else here.
The Ninth Spirit did not seem to be in a rush. After all, this place was sealed, and she was almost certain that no one would come to the rescue. She looked at the fox sculpture, and a look of nostalgia and anger came over her. "That was my elder sister."
"Elder sister?" Wu Yu had thought it a mere ice sculpture.
Speaking of the ice sculpture, the Ninth Spirit's anger rose. She stared balefully at Wu Yu. "That's right. It was my elder sister. We grew up together and cultivated together. We looked for a body of pure yang together, to complete our Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens transformation. A pity that she had already been harmed by you martial cultivators before she succeeded!"
What Wu Yu needed most right now was time, to think of a way to fight the Ninth Spirit. Since she had brought up this topic, he quickly latched on to it. "That's impossible. Why would a demon become an ice sculpture?"
The Ninth Spirit aggressively lashed out with her claws and tail and screeched, "She was stupid. She fell in love with a martial cultivator, and even gave up on our Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens' transformation for him. She was taken in by his honeyed words, and merged with him, giving up her chance to metamorphose! What was more laughable was that the martial cultivator only liked her looks. He did not love her. In the end, he fell out with my elder sister, then he called his sect to use Jindan dao techniques to turn my sister into ice!"
This sounded like a romantic tragedy.
Or, more accurately, it had shaped the Ninth Spirit into who she was today.
"Humans and demons are natural enemies. Love cannot exist between them! But she was a fool. She could not even comprehend such a simple logic, and willingly gave her everything for that man. Until even her life was taken from her! That is why Jiu Er will not believe you. Today, I will fulfill the wish of us sisters. I will metamorphose into a Spiritual Fox of the Nine Heavens! I will surge to the fourth tier of Jindan! Not just for myself, but also for my sister...
"One day, I will take revenge for her. I will make those who harmed her pay with everything they have!"
Speaking thus, her eyes flamed even redder and more savage than before. Her look at Wu Yu was filled with hatred. This was her true face.
Wu Yu had not expected her to have such a tale.
Perhaps he could understand her hatred for humans and sympathize with her sister. But she was going to use Wu Yu as the springboard for her transformation into a Spiritual Fox of the Nine Heavens!
"In the fight between humans and demons, there is no good or evil. Humans have emotions and intellect, and demons do as well. The Ninth Spirit is not evil, but she and I have opposing goals. She wants me dead and is my natural enemy. My foe!"
Wu Yu was clear that exactly because of this, her reasons - however valid - demanded no sympathy!
At this point, the Ninth Spirit seemed to have run out of patience. Her eyes flashed and her nine tails thrashed madly. She eyed him like prey as she came creeping step by step towards Wu Yu. The cave was only so big, and Wu Yu could only retreat a few paces. There was nowhere to run!
At this time, he was truly in a nervous position.
"Are you so sure that you will eat me? Ninth Spirit." Wu Yu turned, pulling out his black and white swords, staring at her.
"What else?" The Ninth Spirit laughed coldly.
No matter how you thought about it, Wu Yu could not possibly escape Fox Branch Mountain.
Even Ming Long had come out. She had pulled a long face after surveying their surroundings, saying, "Wu Yu, oh, Wu Yu. You're so pitiful. You finally gained this godly inheritance after much difficulty, but now you're in this checkmate. Even I cannot save you."
"You're serious?" Wu Yu found this hard to bear.
Ming Long rolled her eyes. "Granny has no cause to lie to you. If you get out of here alive today, I'll call you 'Daddy.'"
That said, she returned to the Jingu Bang. She was but a remnant of a spirit, and could not help Wu Yu much.
Even Ming Long had said so. That indicated that Wu Yu's chances of escaping were pretty much non-existent.
Unless he reached the ninth tier of Qi Condensation. But to achieve that, he needed a few months of training and time to condense qi.
As the Ninth Spirit neared, Wu Yu started to sweat profusely!
Was his own cultivation journey going to end right here?
Was he going to become a power-up flower, a delicacy for this fox demon? The grand heir of the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal; a corpse of bones in a cave? All for a fox demon's rise?
Fear, anxiety, and a tightening of his entire body...,.
"Wu Yu, Jiu Er will thank you. I will remember you for the rest of my life." The Ninth Spirit's last words were still warm, although a flash of killing intent tinged them.
Bang!
The 1,000-year fox demon's killing intent exploded outwards!
"Taiji, yin yang!"
Wu Yu's twin swords flashed out. This was the move that had killed Tian Yijun!
The 1,000-year fox demon's tails writhed, forming a round ball that rotated at high speed. It sheared the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike into nothingness!
"Your power is puny," the fox demon taunted.
Great Dao of the Golden Sword!
Both swords merging into one, the huge golden sword cleaved down. But the fox demon's tails were as hard as steel. They easily blocked it. At that moment, Wu Yu truly felt the difference between the Jindan Dao Realm and the Qi Condensation Realm. Even if he were at the ninth tier Qi Condensation Realm, he would still be far from her level of spiritual power!
"I have a spiritual immortal treasure too..."
With a flash, the Ninth Spirit shapeshifted into her human form. That sexy figure hung in the mist. Wu Yu could see a silver chain in her hands, and it grew into a giant snake phantom. It cracked at the air with a whistling sound, sending Wu Yu's Onyx Pearl Dao Swords flying out of his hands.
This was a complete shutdown!
Wu Yu understood that the road of cultivation was endless. No matter how much of a genius he was, there would always be people who outclassed him. For example, the Ninth Spirit!
"Fix!"
Finally, he tried the Fixed Body Art, but his spiritual power was too inferior in comparison to the Ninth Spirit's. Along with the blow to his mind, the Fixed Body Art failed.
Ming Long sighed. "Kid, it's not that I don't want to save you. I'm helpless too. I don't know how many thousands of years I'll have to wait after you die, perhaps forever. Really..."
Saying thus, even she began to cry.
Finally, she said, "But this fox demon is beautiful. Taking you before you die is also a sort of pleasure. Sometimes life is just like that. Since you can't fight it, then just enjoy it to the fullest. I'm going to hole up and have a good cry. This sort of wanton scene makes me embarrassed to watch."
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Chapter 0177: Sky Fox Forging Jindan
Whoosh swoosh!
The silver chain lashed out repeatedly. Following which, a phantom brought Wu Yu back into the mist.
Phantoms bloomed before his eyes, causing his whole world to blur.
Wu Yu knew that this was the Ninth Spirit's skill. But even though he knew this clearly, the sheer suppression caused by the difference in their levels made it impossible for him to escape this demon technique!
Even if Wu Yu used Visualizing the Inner Ape and chanted the Inner Vajra Buddha Sutra, he could not stop the attacks of this fox demon's demon technique!
The Ninth Spirit had defeated even Lan Huayi!
Wu Yu deeply realized that the road of dao cultivation was limitless. No matter how fast one rose, one had to maintain an attitude of respect!
And now, the Ninth Spirit's strength demanded his respect!
But it also made him rile!
"Ninth Spirit!"
Even Ming Long was despairing now.
"I will kill you! I will kill you!" Wu Yu's anger flared. In this misty world, he searched for a trace of the Ninth Spirit.
As they clashed again and again, he had already shifted into his Immortal Ape form. A golden ape fought for its life against the seals that battered it.
But the Ninth Spirit was demon charm incarnate. Not a trace of her could be found.
Instead, it was the silver chain that continued to lash against Wu Yu's body, whipping him bloody!
Whoosh!
That time, the silver chain caught against Wu Yu's head.
"Nngh!"
In that moment, Wu Yu felt a fatal concussion. This was not an ordinary concussion, but rather an effect of the spiritual immortal treasure. It had an Immortal Treasure Spirit Design that caused one to swoon. Wu Yu felt the world swim, as though he was thoroughly drunk.
Bang!
After he fell to the floor, the world still continued to swim, as though he was drowning in the sea. The mud itself turned to seawater, and he floated on the waves.
Countless apparitions began to appear and play with his mind.
"This is the Argenti Chain. A present from my sister." Suddenly, a warm voice was by his ear. Before he knew it, a small pair of hands was caressing Wu Yu's face.
"Wu Yu, don't be angry with Jiu Er. All that Jiu Er said was a lie." Vaguely, he could make out a girl of unearthly beauty. If all the praise in the world were used on her, it would still be lacking. Her beauty thoroughly shook his being. A single look took one's breath away, almost to the point of suffocation. One would drown in her beauty.
She asked tearfully, "Will Wu Yu forgive Jiu Er?"
Wu Yu's memory of her was hazy, but how could there be such a perfect woman in this world? And how could he refuse her? He nodded slightly. "Of course I'm not angry with you."
"Wu Yu treats Jiu Er so well. Jiu Er is willing to devote her whole life to Wu Yu. Everything that I have, my virginity, even my life, is yours." She put her face on Wu Yu's chest, and spoke shyly, "Wu Yu, please never let Jiu Er down. After tonight, Jiu Er will be Wu Yu's. In this life, no other man will touch Jiu Er, on pain of death."
Wu Yu seemed to be living in a dream. He considered this. Truly he was in a dream. Suddenly, he remembered that he would ascend the throne to be the emperor tomorrow. From then on, the Dong Yue Wu Kingdom would be under his control. He was the first emperor.
"Who would have thought that the night before my ascension, I would actually dream of such a beautiful girl? Could this be a sign from heaven? In the future, will I strengthen Dong Yue Wu, and become the first successful emperor?" At this point, Wu Yu cheered up. Since it was a dream, then he would not care so much. He roughly began to press himself on the girl. He nuzzled her, and she quickly lit the flames of Wu Yu's arousal. He was like an oil fire that burned and burned. The flames were unquenchable!
"Why is this dream so realistic? Such a passionate woman!" Wu Yu was shaken. He looked down at the sexy Ninth Spirit, and she smiled back at him. Her every move was a fatal seduction. He could not possibly have come to his senses at this point.
"Wu Yu, you must pity Jiu Er. Gently..." The girl moaned like a dream, and her voice drove one to the brink of madness. This had to be the most beautiful night of his life.
"Since it's a dream, then pleasure it is! Who cares about the rest!" Thinking thus, Wu Yu did not hold back. His hands ran all over her body, leaving no area untouched. The girl was like a vortex, sucking him into a world of pleasure.
They proceeded smoothly. Within the cave, the Ninth Spirit's eyes were intense as she wrapped her body around Wu Yu's. Her fox's tongue caressed Wu Yu's neck. A pity that Wu Yu could see none of this at all.
"The mouth and tongue are the exit of Yuanyang energy. Such a body of pure yang can only be savored once in this life. I should take my time." The Ninth Spirit saw that this man was already completely under her thrall, and her malevolent eyes struggled slightly.
"Honestly, he has such a pure heart. He longs to protect his sect, and his intentions are just. He's a good man, only... his mistake was to meet me.
"To repay you, you will be the husband to I, Jiu Er, in this lifetime. After you die, I will erect a tomb for you and pay my respects every year. In this lifetime, I will never again consider matters of men and women, nor will I hold company with any man."
Jiu Er mulled over this for a moment, then kissed Wu Yu. That, too, was a demon technique. With her mouth, she took Wu Yu's energy for herself, to complete her own body of yin and yang.
"Elder Sister and I both acquired the Sky Fox Forging; Jindan Immortality Art. We vowed that we would both fulfill it. A pity that today, only I am left on Fox Branch Mountain...
"Sister, I have succeeded."
She could see it now. Wu Yu's body to her was like a huge treasure chest, an ocean full of yang energy. She used her Sky Fox Forging; Jindan Immortality Art to pierce Wu Yu's body like a straw, and she began to gulp.
This was just the beginning.
The Ninth Spirit was only tasting him. If the Sky Fox Forging; Jindan Immortality Art activated in full, then both would merge, and Wu Yu would not hold out for more than 10 breaths of time. His entire body would be sucked clean to a husk. The Ninth Spirit was simply tasting him through an oral exchange right now. But this taste alone nearly drove her wild. A thousand years of waiting, all for this moment!
Bang! Bang!
The roiling yang energy in Wu Yu's body flared to life, becoming a fire visible to the naked eye. The hotter this fire burned, the more his flesh would begin to wither up. The Invincible Vajra Body that he had spent so long refining would begin to disintegrate. As it did, his body would not be able to hold his spiritual power, and then it would very quickly conflagrate into nothingness.
The roiling yang energy was devoured by the Ninth Spirit's mouth. It entered her body slowly enough that the naked eye could see it. Although this was just the beginning, it also triggered the Ninth Spirit. She pushed Wu Yu to the floor and furiously gulped!
"Nggh!"
At this moment, Wu Yu suddenly felt extreme pain. The withering of his flesh was a horrifying sensation that could not be hidden. He suddenly saw the beautiful woman on him turn back into a fearsome demon sucking his blood. Most frightening of all was that he had been completely bound by the spiritual immortal treasure Argenti Chain and could not move at all. He was fully in her control.
"Ninth Spirit!"
Wu Yu suddenly recalled her.
The Ninth Spirit ignored him, forcing apart his teeth with her hands. She was crazed; even at this speed, she was not satisfied. She must have recalled that Sky Fox Forging had not yet been fully employed. She tore off Wu Yu's clothes, her eyes filled with pure lust. It made Wu Yu's hair stand on end.
"Wu Yu, Jiu Er won't stand on ceremony." Although the Ninth Spirit's eyes were red, her smile was sweet. It seemed both angelic and demonic at the same time.
But even so, she did not stop the absorption from her mouth, not even for a moment. It was as though some proboscis had extended into Wu Yu's body, sucking in a frenzy. The terrible Sky Fox Forging; Jindan Immortality Art began to strengthen. Once she fully merged with Wu Yu, then Wu Yu's death would be sealed.
No more words were needed.
Death was so close.
He had not thought that being ravished by a beauty would be such a terrifying thing.
Anger!
Anger that could flip the world!
After so many days of arduous training, he had to watch the Ninth Spirit take it all away before his eyes!
From the day he was banished from Dong Yue Wu and entered the Heavenly Sword Sect, even coming back from the brink of death, he had come so far. He had become a godlike genius, surging forward to take his own revenge and protect the Bipo Mountain Range. All his efforts - why did it have to be buried in the Ninth Spirit's hands!?
He was not content...
The scene before his eyes turned and turned. Wu Yu was extremely wistful. He missed Capital Wu's luxury, Wu You's clarity of thought and warmth, the green waters and scenery of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the camaraderie and pride of the sword dao...
He missed Su Yanli and his other senior brothers' concern and love. He missed Feng Xueya's care, and more, the guidance he had given Wu You on his path of dao cultivation...
It was said that there were 3,000 immortal kingdoms in the Dong Sheng Divine Continent, and the Dong Yue Wu Kingdom was only one of them. And the total area of the 3,000 immortal kingdoms did not even occupy a third of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent. The entire Dong Sheng Divine Continent had plenty of other immortal sects!
He was even more unwilling to part with the heavenly immortal inheritance! That was something handed to him by an immortal. Wu Yu dreamed of becoming an immortal, but his soul would be broken here. What a waste!
Thinking thus, Wu Yu recalled the huge pillar of the sky that he had dreamed of, known as the Ruyi Jingu Bang. It had reached all the way to the sky. A mystical object wielded by the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal. How majestic! How cool!
Ramrod straight and overwhelming power. That was Wu Yu's own style!
"Any rule of this world can be broken if it is unreasonable!
"The strong create the rules. The strong write justice!
"If Heaven imposes no order, then all is chaos. If immortals have no dao, then immortals can kill gods!"
Inexorably, Wu Yu's will was completely drawn to the Ruyi Jingu Bang.
He could not help but think: if he could become the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal in this lifetime, and proudly roam the world - how wonderful that would be!
A pity that a demon was holding him here!
Hatred!
"I will die with you!"
He still had a weapon. His teeth.
However, the Ninth Spirit was even more crazed now. She still pinned him down, preventing him from even biting.
This scene might seem extremely erotic to an outsider, but to Wu Yu, it smelled of death.
"Death!"
His eyes were red as he raged.
Suddenly, just as his will and mind were stimulated to a peak, he suddenly experienced the rage of being held down. As his rage rose to a critical level, he actually began to resonate mysteriously with the Ruyi Jingu Bang.
The Ruyi Jingu Bang appeared within his mental world. It shook once, and a thin ray of golden light pierced the Ninth Spirit through where she was swallowing.
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Chapter 0178: Race to the Finish
In that instant, the Ninth Spirit's face changed.
Although Wu Yu could not see where the golden light had pierced the Ninth Spirit's body, he immediately sensed that the Ninth Spirit's Yaodan had been pierced.
And that was why her expression had become so tortured, even twisted. It twisted so badly that even her beautiful face had become ugly.
Time seemed to stop.
In the next moment, what Wu Yu did not expect was for the Ninth Spirit to spew hot flow from her mouth, that rushed into his own. The hot flow was both scalding hot and icy cold. It contained the Ninth Spirit's own fresh blood, and Wu Yu swallowed it all.
The Ninth Spirit's body seemed like it was exploding. The flow of energy flooded forth all at once, almost like she had gagged on something from Wu Yu's body. Now she retched it all out, along with part of herself.
Suddenly, Wu Yu heard the sound of something shattering.
"Her Yaodan is broken!"
Wu Yu was stunned. He could not believe it.
To him, this was a miraculous accident. Even after it happened, he still did not react. As the Yaodan tore, he consumed a portion of the spiritual power; the reversal of the Sky Fox Forging; Jindan Immortality Art. Otherwise, even if the spiritual power dissipated, it would not have rushed into Wu Yu's body.
Pa!
The Ninth Spirit's face contorted, and she thrust Wu Yu away from her. She had also lost control of her spiritual power on the Argenti Chain, which fell away from Wu Yu, granting him his freedom.
Thump, thump!
Both fell to the floor.
Wu Yu struggled to a cross-legged position. His body had gone crazy. The bursting of her Yaodan had flushed his body with a torrent of spiritual power. This was not a good thing in itself. Although the Sky Fox Forging; Jindan Immortality Art was in play, it was out of the Ninth Spirit's control. It very quickly rampaged through Wu Yu's body. It was the feeling of swallowing dozens of spirit concentration pills at the same time and being unable to expel them.
Wu Yu was in danger again!
At this moment, the Ruyi Jingu Bang disappeared.
However, the only consolation was that the Ninth Spirit's situation was worse than Wu Yu's. She had shifted into the Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens, and her nine fox tails had curled around herself as she shook. The well of spiritual power within her had formed a vortex that surrounded her.
"Her Yaodan must have been pierced! Normally, the rupture of the Yaodan is a very serious affair. It might cause one to regress to the Qi Condensation Realm, or even worse! But a portion of her spiritual power has entered my body. Even if she manages to stabilize the chaotic spiritual power, she won't have enough spiritual power to complete her Jindan condensation again!"
Wu Yu immediately realized both of their situations.
"It must've been the Ruyi Jingu Bang that saved me! I will definitely live on!" Back when Wan Qing had not killed him, it had allowed him to walk the path of cultivation. This time, he had again narrowly escaped death. His will to live was stronger than anyone else's. And he glared back at the Ninth Spirit, who was in pitiful agony at this point.
Ming Long appeared before him, staring mouth agape. "Damn me! It saved you? Why was it quiet as a mouse when Granny died? Not fair! Not fair!!"
She had given up as well, and the incidents had stunned her.
Seeing her maddened state, he could not help laughing. "I know why."
"Why?" Ming Long pricked up her ears.
"It's because the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal and I are both male. You're female," Wu Yu said.
"Up yours. You dare to look down on women? You almost got done in by a woman." Ming Long rolled her eyes. She was also checking Wu Yu's body. After stealing life from the jaws of death itself, she was also excited. "This is a tricky situation. She used her demon technique to suck out your yang essence to fuse with her yin essence, forming her new spiritual power. And now the Ruyi Jingu Bang forced her to spit out your power, which also dragged hers out. After all, that part had already been fused with yours through the demon technique."
The chaotic energy was naturally not Wu Yu's Immortal Power of the Great Way, but rather formed by the Sky Fox Forging; Jindan Immortality Art. Only half belonged to Wu Yu, and it clashed aggressively with the Immortal Power of the Great Way. It was not under Wu Yu's control, and it was ripping him up.
"What should I do?" Wu Yu had to ask.
Ming Long must have felt like she had let Wu Yu down previously when she had been helpless, and was now forthcoming with the answers. After all, Wu Yu had not yet escaped danger. She said, "The power has entered your body and is trying to conquer it. It's not realistic to expel it; after all, a portion of it belongs to you. Try to use the Great Way of Immortality Art to see if you can use them to fashion spiritual sources, and convert them into Immortal Power of the Great Way."
"This is a risk, but it's also the only way." Wu Yu thought this over, and concurred.
Looking over at the Ninth Spirit, the fox demon was consumed by a vortex of power. She was in agony, but would occasionally lift her head to glare balefully at Wu Yu. Evidently, she had not given up, and her hostility was tinged with bloodthirst!
"On the path of cultivation, barring direct contests of strength, victory often favors the calm and the brave."
This dramatic fight for his life was a huge blow to Wu Yu's state of mind, but he very quickly calmed down. After this near-death experience, he understood the meaning of life even better and became even more determined to win this struggle!
Without question, this would be a bold and torturous process! Even while he condensed spiritual power, he would have to endure the crumbling and tearing of his body.
Luckily, a part of this power belonged to Wu Yu, and he could control it nominally. Otherwise, if it was all Spirit Concentration Pills, his flesh would really have been torn asunder.
After all, his Inner Vajra Buddha had not been fully completed.
No matter what, Wu Yu gritted his teeth and persevered.
"This is a life and death struggle. If I give up and let the Ninth Spirit recover, the one who dies will be me!
"The Ruyi Jingu Bang has given me this chance. I must seize it!"
Freshly back from the gates of hell, Wu Yu's will to live far surpassed the Ninth Spirit's. Even Ming Long was nothing but praise, saying, "You brat. Your endurance surpasses mine tenfold."
Within his pain, Wu Yu spluttered a laugh. "Who was it just now who said that she would call me 'Daddy' if I survived this time?"
Ming Long's face paled, then she roared with laughter. "You must have been mistaken. I heard no such thing."
"I must be right. Just that the person refuses to acknowledge it."
Ming Long was quite a lovable character, although she was an avaricious one at times.
"Do you believe that I will cook you and eat you if you say another word?" She puffed up her chest indignantly.
Wu Yu was entering a crucial phase, so he ignored her. The Great Way of Immortality Art was truly a gift that none but the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal could have bestowed on him. It did not grant Wu Yu the most almighty of spiritual powers, but the immortality art was unbelievably strong nevertheless. In terms of suppressing other powers, it had surpassed his wildest dreams.
Ming Long herself had regretted not having this Great Way of Immortality Art, which would have saved her from death.
Given the solid foundations of the Great Way of Immortality Art, Wu Yu's foundations were more robust than anybody else's.
Time flowed by.
As Wu Yu began to deal with the chaotic energy, converting it through his immortality art, he began to feel more and more relaxed as the amount lessened.
And when he occasionally opened his eyes to meet the Ninth Spirit's baleful red eyes, he could see that she was giving him a pervasive and lustful look. Although neither spoke, both were locked in a life and death struggle at this time. It was highly possible that whoever first regained mobility could spell doom for the other.
The Ninth Spirit had to stabilize the spiritual power that had spilled after her Yaodan had ruptured. That was even more difficult than Wu Yu's situation, but she was confident that she could still regain her Yaodan if all went well. She would surge forth to the fourth tier of the Jindan Realm!
Her eyes had become even wilder than before, especially after glancing at the ice sculpture by her side. Perhaps this was just her faith. After her sister had been deceived by humans, this had been her only pursuit. Only when she had fulfilled the childhood dream of the sisters could she take revenge!
Even in her dreams, the Ninth Spirit longed to take a knife to her antagonists.
That was why her will had not wavered all this time.
Five days later, she had still not been able to take control of herself, but she could feel that Wu Yu had actually condensed another spiritual source! He had succeeded, and he had used her spiritual power to do it. This stunned the Ninth Spirit. She had never heard of someone being able to convert the spiritual power of others into their own before!
Although part of it belonged to him, it had been merged with her own through the Sky Fox Forging; Jindan Immortality Art. But this was still inconceivable.
In this instant, she saw the composure in Wu Yu's eyes, and felt a tinge of fear. She was recalling Wu Yu's exceptional progress that had constantly outdone himself. He had even killed Tian Yijun. Would she be next?
But even though Wu Yu had surged to the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm, the restless energy within his body had still not let up. As long as it had not been completely purified, Wu Yu could not move, let alone attack. It was as if there was a bomb buried within their bodies that would explode at the slightest movement.
The Ninth Spirit was not aiming to immediately form her Yaodan. She, too, was condensing qi. She was using the chaotic energy to reform a demon essence core. In truth, there was no difference between demon essence cores and spiritual sources, besides that they were in different positions.
And when Wu Yu had condensed one spiritual source, she had already stabilized half the energy within her body.
The struggle continued!
They stared at each other, one calm, the other frenzied.
Subsequently, the gap appeared. Wu Yu got faster and faster, far outdoing her speed. After nine days, although he had not completed his 10th spiritual source, at least Wu Yu had completely expended the tumultuous energy within his body and regained mobility. And he was stronger than he had been before.
Wu Yu picked up the Onyx Pearl Dao Swords and walked towards the Ninth Spirit.
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Chapter 0179: Wu Yu and Jiu Er
The powerful fusing and integrative abilities of the Great Way of Immortality Art had completely resolved the energy that had held part of Wu Yu's own yang energy into Wu Yu's ninth spiritual source.
Even his 10th spiritual source had almost formed.
The ninth spiritual source was at the Gate of Life Meridian, on the lower back. It was an important spot on the body which complemented the Sea of Breath Meridian.
The 10th spiritual source was called the Lake of Wind Meridian. It was at the nape of the neck, and was the final spiritual source of the 10 major spiritual sources.
In this cave on Fox Branch Mountain, Wu Yu had successfully condensed qi by accident, thanks to the boon that Sky Fox Forging; Jindan Immortality Art had bestowed upon him. A small portion of the power that would have rocketed the Ninth Spirit to the fourth tier of the Jindan Dao Realm had been transferred to Wu Yu, which had helped him rapidly condense qi!
And now his gaze was flat. The Onyx Pearl Dao Sword in hand, he had come to stand before the Ninth Spirit. The Ninth Spirit was still unable to control the reckless energy within her body. She had already channeled a majority into her demon essence core, but was still a step short.
And this short distance made her unable to respond.
The two looked at each other, one standing, the other prostrate. The Ninth Spirit's ethereal beauty and warmth and the flashes of pleasure that she had shown him played in Wu Yu's mind. But he had come back from the jaws of death itself, and he knew her true face. He knew her disdain and cruelty as well.
"Keke..."
The Ninth Spirit could not help but laugh. She lifted her head to regard Wu Yu. "Who would have thought that Jiu Er would find ruin at your hands. This is like a comedy. Heaven itself is watching over you. This is unfair, and I will not rest content!"
Wu Yu looked at her. With his mind and will so strong, he was no longer affected by her. He said slowly, "This has nothing to do with heaven. We all have our paths to walk. At the start, you were so much stronger than I was. Toying with me in the palm of your hand was truly unfair. You did not use that chance to kill me at the start. That led to you tasting the fruits of your own evil deeds!"
"I wanted you to have enough pure yang. Would I kill you prematurely and waste a treasure like yourself?" the Ninth Spirit mocked.
Wu Yu said, "I am nothing but a treasure in your eyes, right?"
The Ninth Spirit started, and stayed silent for a while. She changed to human form before Wu Yu's eyes, wearing nary a stitch. Her flawless body and perfect face were displayed before Wu Yu's eyes. She was a pitiful sight, and she gave him her most pitiful and tearful look. "Wu Yu, Jiu Er was wrong. Spare Jiu Er, please. Wu Yu is stronger than Jiu Er now, and Jiu Er will not dare to do it again. From now on, let Jiu Er wait on Wu Yu. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Wu Yu smiled. "Do you think that I don't have the heart to kill you? That's why you're trying to seduce me? Ninth Spirit, on the day that you bit my body, eyes so cruel, I laid a hundred vows to kill you!"
Wu Yu's Onyx Pearl Dao Sword was on her throat.
"Wu Yu, I don't want to die. My ultimate revenge has yet to be fulfilled. My sister died horribly, and the perpetrator roams free. I want my vengeance!" The Ninth Spirit wailed, twisting to look at the ice sculpture. Her shoulders continued to twitch as tears ran down her face.
This was the true her.
"I beg you. Spare me. Let me live. I know what I did was wrong, and I'm no longer your opponent. I won't dare to fight you again." She saw that Wu Yu had not softened his stance, and she hurried to amend her words. "Or perhaps you could leave me some days. After I take my revenge, I will deliver myself before you to die."
Her beautiful face wept and knelt at his feet. All she wanted was revenge - it seemed like the Ninth Spirit should live on.
But Wu Yu could not go back on his vows.
"If I do not kill you today, my heart of dao will not be straight!"
Wu Yu's blood raged. The many times that she had almost killed him, she had not given Wu Yu the slightest chance to beg for his life.
"Who is your enemy? Given the chance, I will do the deed for you." Wu Yu made his decision.
"You're still going to kill me?" The Ninth Spirit crumbled in an episode of tears.
"Say his identity! Speak his name!" Wu Yu raged.
"...Shushan Immortal Sect, Zhang Futu!"
An unfamiliar place and an unfamiliar name. But Wu Yu remembered both, and that was enough. He might not be able to end the grudge on the Ninth Spirit's behalf. But if he really met the person, and did not like him, he would.
This was the decision he had made. No matter how pitiful the Ninth Spirit was, even to the point that Wu Yu would consent to help her take revenge, he would still kill her! It was not cold-bloodedness, but a matter of doing right by himself.
"Wu Yu, will you kiss Jiu Er one more time?" The Ninth Spirit's eyes were tear-marked as she looked at him with deep emotion.
"Even though Jiu Er wanted to kill you, Jiu Er regarded you as her husband. Jiu Er is in love with you..." All that she said sounded true. But also sounded false.
True or false?
Wu Yu thought that it was no longer important.
He had been entangled with this woman for so long. The Ninth Spirit had been an important lesson in his life. A strange tale of love and revenge.
"Wu Yu..." Jiu Er tottered to her feet and stretched out her hands to clasp his face.
"I beg you."
Her look was pure and direct. There was no more hatred, only a confused jumble of emotions that she herself could not understand.
Wu Yu planted a kiss on her forehead, even as the Onyx Pearl Dao Sword followed into her body.
"Nnggh... Remember, Shushan Immortal Sect, Zhang Futu... Wu Yu, I have no more time in this life, but in the next, I will be your good wife, and I won't make you sad..."
At the end, the Ninth Spirit's voice was as faint as the wind.
"Mm."
Wu Yu had never seen such an impassioning woman. Even though she was a fox demon, her last words and look of love were etched deeply in his memory.
Finally, she fell to the ground, her breath no more. Before she died, she returned to her original form, a small, white fox with nine tails. She lay peacefully in Wu Yu's arms, seemingly asleep.
Looking at her, Wu Yu was swamped by conflicting emotions.
He did not regret killing her. But he also wanted to conclude her mission of revenge.
"Although I only narrowly survived, her presence has made me who I am today."
The deceased Ninth Spirit had become a marvelous presence in Wu Yu's history. Sometimes she was an immortal, pure and passionate. Sometimes she was a devil, wild and hungry for blood.
Wu Yu buried her beside the ice sculpture and erected a tombstone. He hesitated, unsure what to write.
The Ninth Spirit had said that she had regarded Wu Yu as her husband, but who knew if that was really true?
Finally, Wu Yu carved four words on the tombstone: Wu Yu's Jiu Er.
After he finished carving, he stood up, and the cave suddenly shook violently. Behind Wu Yu, the stone exploded in a shower of rocks. Wu Yu turned back to look. A passage in the cave had been busted open. From the start until now, Wu Yu still had no idea that it had been the entrance. It was a little easier to fight one's way in from the outside; otherwise, Wu Yu would still have been trapped here for a while, searching.
The Ninth Spirit was dead, and the cave naturally would not hold Wu Yu.
Following the rock, golden sword qi rushed in. As Wu Yu turned to look, Feng Xueya rushed in, looking gaunt and with a face full of road dust. He looked extremely fatigued, but also ready to kill. As he rushed in, he was completely surrounded by sword qi, and even Wu Yu could feel his intense killing intent.
"Wu Yu!"
"Master."
The two looked deeply into each other's eyes.
Feng Xueya could not believe his. He had spent more than 10 days to pierce the disorienting formation to enter. He had thought Wu Yu would be dead without question, but he had come in to see Wu Yu alive and kicking, and unharmed to boot.
"You're not dead? Then what about the Ninth Spirit?" Feng Xueya quickly reached his side, giving him a once over and watching his surroundings. But Wu Yu seemed to be in peak condition.
"Here." Wu Yu pointed to the tomb under his feet. Feng Xueya looked at the grave and reeled with surprise. He looked at Wu Yu in disbelief, asking blankly, "The Ninth Spirit is dead? You killed her?"
"Mm."
"How did you do it?" Feng Xueya knew the Ninth Spirit's prowess well. The Ninth Spirit had defeated Lan Huayi, and by his reckoning, he himself was not her match.
Wu Yu shook his head. "A miracle. Even I am surprised, but still I live..."
That was enough for Feng Xueya. He deeply knew that the present Wu Yu was not someone he could thoroughly understand. All he wished for was that Wu Yu lived. After all, he had saved the Heavenly Sword Sect.
He had never expected that back then, when he had saved a wretched prince, he would be repaid in such handsome fashion.
For now, Wu Yu lived, and the Ninth Spirit did not. That was the greatest surprise. As for the details, and how Wu Yu had accomplished it, none of that mattered.
"Good, good. You being alive is all that matters. It's over. This affair is finally over..."
Feng Xueya breathed deeply, and his face relaxed. He looked at Wu Yu with a glimmer of pride, and a carefree smile creased his face.
"Master, let's go."
"The Ninth Spirit must have had many treasures. It's a waste to leave them here. Let's search for them."
"Mm."
In truth, all of her things were on her person. The most important was the spiritual immortal treasure Argenti Chain. After the Ninth Spirit had died, the Argenti Chain had reverted back to a silver bracelet in the absence of spiritual power direction. It had fallen to the floor, and Wu Yu picked it up. He sniffed at it. It still held the fragrance of the Ninth Spirit.
"Blood bond spiritual immortal treasure. It needs a drop of blood to support the blood bond spiritual art. When we get back to the Bipo Mountain Range, I'll teach you," Feng Xueya said. He had roughly guessed that a curious connection linked Wu Yu to the Ninth Spirit. Perhaps they had feelings for each other.
After they tidied up, both took to the skies on their swords. They flew above the clouds; the disorienting formation was not as difficult to exit.
Feng Xueya had increased his speed accordingly, and realized that Wu Yu could keep up with ease.
"You're at the ninth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm already?" he could not help asking.
A few years ago, before Wu Yu started cultivating, he had been a first tier Jindan Dao cultivator. And now Wu Yu was catching up to him, but he still had not progressed...
"Yes. The last spiritual source is almost done as well." Wu Yu nodded. Of course, he was a little surprised as well.
Feng Xueya increased his speed, and still Wu Yu could keep up.
He could not help but sigh. "It seems like this humble Heavenly Sword Sect has produced a genius among geniuses in the Dong Sheng Divine Continent!"
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Chapter 0180: Ghosts and the Argenti Chain
Bipo Mountain Range.
More than 10 days had passed, and the battlefield had been cleaned. Except for the mess outside the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, the corpses and bloodstains had more or less been cleared.
From the battle, the Heavenly Sword Sect had gained much wealth, which had temporarily been stored away. They would be given to the disciples with potential or those who had contributed greatly.
The Bipo Mountain Range had finally stabilized. The east sun rose, bathing the dancing Immortal Cranes with its warm rays. It had regained the ambience of an immortal realm once again.
However, many of the disciples found it difficult to be happy after such a pyrrhic battle. During these 10 days, many remained at the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords, keeping a watch in the direction that Feng Xueya had left in. They did not speak, but waited in silence...
Lan Huayi was there as well. She had been injured by the Argenti Chain, but after 10 days of recuperation, and consuming many immortal medicines, she had regained some of her powers.
Beside, Lan Shuiyue and Lan Boli assisted her. After the battle, the Lan family's relationships had changed.
"Auntie, do you think he might return..." Lan Shuiyue's eyes were red. She had been listless all this while, her face pale.
Lan Huayi wanted to shake her head but did not wish to break Lan Shuiyue's heart. Instead, she replied, "Shouldn't be too much trouble. The Sect Leader went to save him."
But Lan Shuiyue shook her head. "More than 10 days have passed. If the Ninth Spirit wanted to kill him, he would already be dead."
From the side, Lan Boli sighed. "Wu Yu was an unbelievable talent of the Heavenly Sword Sect. His potential was limitless. If he dies, that would really be a waste. Judging by his initial rise, not even that place might have his equal."
Lan Huayi neither concurred nor refuted this.
Thousands of people kept watch, but their numbers dwindled as more gave in to their despair.
In the end, a few hundred people remained, perhaps simply for Feng Xueya to deliver the news. During these days, Su Yanli and the others did not dare to lift their heads. They were afraid that all they would see was bad news.
One fine morning, the sun rose again, illuminating figures in the far distance. Somebody shouted, and everyone gathered. The sunlight was particularly intense from that direction, and they could not see clearly how many beams of sword light there were!
In a flash, the sword light reached them!
In the lead was a handsome middle-aged man, noble and composed, with gravitas. And behind him, a youth using the Art of Sword Flight. His presence was strong, his eyes sharp. He descended like the sun, stepping before their gazes. Everyone was stunned by Wu Yu's return.
Seeing so many await his return, Wu Yu deeply understood that the fight to protect his sect had been worth it.
Many were crying.
Many were cheering.
When they landed, a crowd rushed up to hug him, as though trying to squeeze Wu Yu to death.
"You did it, you bastard!"
"You actually survived even that!"
Everyone was delirious with joy. The news of Wu Yu's safe return spread like wildfire through the Bipo Mountain Range. It finally heralded the end of the four-way battle.
"Sect Leader, where is the Ninth Spirit?" As the disciples hugged and celebrated, Lan Huayi came to stand beside Feng Xueya.
She was in disbelief, and still suspicious.
Feng Xueya gestured towards Wu Yu. "Killed by him. Of course, I didn't dare to believe it myself... But that's how it is."
Hearing this news, Lan Huayi's shock surpassed even Feng Xueya's own. After all, she had lost to the Ninth Spirit. She reeled for a long time, and finally said, "I feel that this small pond is no longer suitable ground for the big fish that is Wu Yu. We should send him to the ocean and let him feel the waves. It is time to let him swim free."
"So you feel this way as well?" Feng Xueya looked at Wu Yu in the middle of the crowd.
"It's a simple matter. Send word of this defense of the sect, as well as Wu Yu's contributions to the 'Immortal Sect.' Those there will definitely understand that he is no ordinary talent."
Feng Xueya was surprised. "You mean, send him to the 'Immortal Sect?'" That place affected Feng Xueya deeply; a love-hate relationship.
Lan Huayi said, "His future potential cannot be measured. Would we keep such a treasure from the 'Immortal Sect,' and cheapen his power?"
Feng Xueya considered this long and hard, then sighed. "You are right. But waters run deep in the sect, and things are more complicated than they seem. I am worried he will cross the wrong person..."
After all, there would be no one to protect him once he left this place.
Lan Huayi said, "You should know that such a jewel only shines under the most extreme of pressures. If you keep him in a greenhouse, that would be a waste of his talent."
Finally, Feng Xueya said, "I have to discuss this with him. He has just escaped danger and has won a reprieve. Let him rest for a while."
Wu Yu had no idea what the "Immortal Sect" they were talking about was, or where it was...
In this battle, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect had been permanently crippled. The demons were left headless without leadership, and would find it difficult to gather again. The Heavenly Sword Sect became the only bountiful presence in the area. And with the bonanza of spiritual qi that welled within the Bipo Mountain Range, their strength would definitely triple in the next few decades!
Feng Xueya had given all of the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts' and the Ninth Spirit's items to Wu Yu. After all, they were his by right.
Amongst them were thousands of spirit concentration pills, but besides using them as currency, Wu Yu had no further need of them.
Besides spirit concentration pills, there were other immortal medicines. The Ninth Spirit had Dan Fire, which could refine immortal medicines. There were many, like the Restoration Origin Pill, and also some antidotes.
Besides these, there were also eight Golden Essence Pills, which were a golden immortal medicine about the size of a thumb. They contained tremendous amounts of spiritual qi and were refined from immortal essences that had many spiritual marks on them. The price of each golden essence pill was worth thousands of spirit concentration pills. However, these pills were only effective after one entered the Jindan Dao Realm.
Wu Yu was still condensing qi. Before he reached Jindan, he could not use the golden essence pills.
There were also various immortal essences with spiritual marks, many that Wu Yu could not even name. In the future, if he attained Jindan, he could begin to learn how to refine immortal medicines.
There was a motley collection of talismans. But it was not the Ninth Spirit's forte, and they were of ordinary power; if they had been special, she would already have used them.
The most useful thing among them was the spiritual immortal treasure Argenti Chain.
The Argenti Chain had a Dizziness Spirit Design, a Psychedelic Spirit Design, a Shapechange Spirit Design, and a Martial Spirit Design. It was of a rare quality; each spirit design was powerful and had some sentience. They were much more powerful than normal spirit designs. It was a prized weapon, and Wu Yu's first act was to learn the Drop-of-blood Curse from Feng Xueya. He removed the Ninth Spirit's blood mark from the Argenti Chain and then left his own. After this was successfully done, he thoroughly controlled the Argenti Chain. The Argenti Chain was clearly a spiritual immortal treasure, but it was linked to Wu Yu by bloodline.
"The Drop-of-blood Curse is a contractual dao technique. You cannot control too many spiritual immortal treasures at the same time, or the immortal treasures will clash. Normally, five is the limit, and two or three is optimal." That had been Feng Xueya's advice to Wu Yu.
Given Wu Yu's current level, one spiritual immortal treasure was basically the limit.
After taking hold of the Argenti Chain, Wu Yu's ability grew greatly. Although they had not crossed swords, he was already extremely close to Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi.
In the remaining time, the Heavenly Sword Sect had recovered completely, and even flourished. The disciples had been galvanized, their will soaring. The entire Bipo Mountain Range was in high spirits as they grew in strength from day to day.
Wu Yu did not think too far. He continued to train himself daily. After the battle with the Ninth Spirit, he had lost all sense of security. Only his continued growth could reassure him.
When he looked forward, the road to immortalhood stretched out endlessly before him.
After thoroughly mastering the Argenti Chain, he was summoned by Feng Xueya one day. He brought Wu Yu into the Valley of Immortal Fate. Right now, no one came to the Valley of Immortal Fate. In here, Wu Yu could feel some significant blood stench through the mist, and was even circled by an aura.
"Inside is...?" Wu Yu had roughly guessed what Feng Xueya had left there.
"That's right, it's the Paranormal Pillar of Blood."
In a flash, the two arrived at the Lake of Jade, which was now blood-red. Above the lake, a tiny staff of half a chi in length floated like a brush. One could see the fine scales and lines of blood, forming a ghastly face. It was horrifying.
Seeing the Paranormal Pillar of Blood, Wu Yu recalled his own battle with Tian Yijun. The memory of the ghosts invading his body had been frightening. In terms of killing power, the Paranormal Pillar of Blood was much stronger than the Argenti Chain.
"A ghostly cultivator's immortal treasure, which he brought with him. It has seen too many sacrifices and is extremely tainted. I was intending to purge it, but I realized that I could not purge this spiritual immortal treasure. That was why I left it alone," Feng Xueya said as he circled around the Paranormal Pillar of Blood.
He continued, "I have to say that I was a little unwilling to do it. As an uncommon spiritual immortal treasure, only martial cultivators above the Jindan Dao Realm - say, those of the Violet Kingdom of the Inner Sea Realm - can forge such a thing. And for this Paranormal Pillar of Blood, perhaps even ordinary Violet Kingdom of the Inner Sea Realm cultivators could not have created it. Although this spiritual immortal treasure is a violent thing, it is still a valuable treasure."
Wu Yu knew that ascending past the Jindan Dao Realm did not mean that one had reached immortalhood. There was still the Violet Kingdom of the Inner Sea Realm, which was said to be a terrifying existence that had godlike powers over nature itself. At least within this area, they did not exist. At that level, one's spiritual power was as vast as the sea. One was virtually a real god.
The Dong Sheng Divine Continent was a vast place, and the Heavenly Sword Sect was simply a little, modest puddle. Only passing through the Sky Region Forest could they come into contact with the elite sects.
"A long time ago, the Federation of Martial Cultivators banned us from using the immortal treasures of ghostly cultivators. Once we did, we would be subject to the sect's judgment. But as time passed, and the ghostly cultivators moved to the East Sea, the clashes between both sides lessened and the notion weakened. And now, as long as you do not forge such poisonous weapons, no one will bother you about its power. That is why I feel like you can try this Paranormal Pillar of Blood. After all, your Demon Subduing Staff is just too weak for your current level."
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Chapter 0181: Mad Demon Strikes and Triple Kill of the Heavens
After using the sword for so long, Wu Yu longed for the days where he could pulverize his enemies with the Demon Subduing Staff.
But recently, his sword techniques had grown stronger and stronger. Although he liked the staff, it had stagnated with no guidance. Especially since the two-pronged attack of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel was extremely powerful.
But if he did not use such immortal treasures for a prolonged time, then his skills would fall into disuse.
Wu Yu had originally assumed that orthodox warriors like themselves would be banned from using such treasures. But now Feng Xueya was telling him that such sentiments had waned. It seemed like there were quite a few who used such spiritual immortal treasures.
In truth, Wu Yu did not really like the Paranormal Pillar of Blood. It was too violent, too bloody. But he could not deny that it was a powerful spiritual immortal treasure. And Wu Yu desired these spiritual immortal treasures.
"Since that's the case, then I will use it until I find something better." Wu Yu nodded.
"Overlooking its process of creation, it is now only a weapon. It had a different nature in Tian Yijun's hands, compared to when it is in yours," Feng Xueya said.
As Feng Xueya watched on, Wu Yu dripped blood and bonded with the Paranormal Pillar of Blood. The Argenti Chain had now coiled around his hand like a bracelet. This Paranormal Pillar of Blood had a Shapechange Spirit Design as well. At its smallest, it was not even one foot in length, and not even as thick as one's little finger. It was convenient to stow. At its largest, it could be 10 zhang long, and was a huge column of blood with an overpowering aura. After pairing with the Paranormal Pillar of Blood, even Wu Yu's body now had a different aura.
With the Paranormal Pillar of Blood turning in his hands and whistling, his power now far surpassed Tian Yijun's. And that made the Paranormal Pillar of Blood even more susceptible to his control, turning its fangs elsewhere.
Holding the Paranormal Pillar of Blood, covered in blood vessels and black scales, it was a huge contrast to Wu Yu's own upright appearance. It was a better match for his Immortal Ape Transformation and the savage monkey that emerged.
"With the Argenti Chain and the Paranormal Pillar of Blood, you've already caught up with me." Feng Xueya clapped him on the shoulder and guffawed. His eyes were filled with pride.
Seeing his Master, as close to him a father, so happy, Wu Yu was happy as well. Seeing the Heavenly Sword Sect grow stronger day by day was also uplifting to watch. These days, he felt reverent gazes everywhere he went, and his influence had surpassed even Feng Xueya's.
Wu Yu recalled something. "There was a dao technique in Tian Yijun's sumeru pouch called the 72 Strikes of the East Sea's Mad Demon. I browsed through it, and I find it not bad. Although it's not a Jindan dao technique, it seems very strong and does not seem to have a history of blood behind it. It doesn't even seem like a ghostly cultivator's dao technique."
"I have heard of this dao technique before. Indeed, it is not a ghostly cultivator dao technique. Ghostly cultivators do not solely use ghostly cultivator dao techniques. It's said that this was a dao technique created by a martial cultivator of the East Sea. He spent 10 years at the bottom of the sea, enduring the pressure of the water, to create it. After changing hands a few times, it landed in Tian Yijun's hands, and he used it to wield the Paranormal Pillar of Blood. You can indeed cultivate it."
Hearing Feng Xueya's words, Wu Yu's worries were put to rest. He wanted to be sure of that first; after all, he did not want to cultivate any sick dao techniques.
The keyword in the 72 Strikes of the East Sea's Mad Demon was the word 'mad.' After all, only madmen could survive under the pressure of the bottom of the sea and still wield an immortal treasure against the water resistance. Although not a Jindan dao technique, its power might not be any less powerful than a Jindan dao technique.
72 tiers of attacks, each tier madder than the last.
In order for one to fight the huge waves, one had to become the waves.
Wu Yu still had no way to cultivate Jindan dao techniques.
Jindan dao techniques had to be built upon one's Jindan. Even if one's spiritual power had already surpassed Jindan, it was impossible without Jindan.
"In terms of sword cultivation, you still have much potential untapped. Since you have found your strength in sword cultivation, this Triple Kill of the Heavens sword cultivation is for you to practice." Wu Yu had just decided to cultivate the 72 Strikes of the East Sea's Mad Demon when Feng Xueya gave him another new sword cultivation dao technique.
He seemed almost in a hurry for Wu Yu to become stronger.
Wu Yu looked at him.
Feng Xueya said, "As its 'Heaven' name implies, this sword cultivation dao technique is an ultimate move of our Heavenly Sword Sect. Only the Five Elders, myself, and the Sect Protector can cultivate it. Back when the Heavenly Sword Sect chose its name, it was inspired by this Triple Kill of the Heavens sword cultivation. This dao technique has three attacks. The first is a normal dao technique, while the second and third are Jindan dao techniques. Given your current position, mastering the first attack should be no problem. After you are done cultivating, you will be at least my equal in the damage you can wreak with the sword." So the Heavenly Sword Sect had originated from this dao technique.
Feng Xueya giving this dao technique to Wu Yu showed how highly he valued him. It was even stronger than the Great Dao of the Golden Sword.
As for the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike, Wu Yu could still dig deeper into its mysteries. After all, that was the sword cultivation dao technique that was most suited to the Yin Yang Sword Wheel.
Wu Yu accepted the Triple Kill of the Heavens and the Paranormal Pillar of Blood.
"Now that things are peaceful, there is no time to delay. Use the time wisely and cultivate these two dao techniques. Get familiar with these two spiritual immortal treasures, and quickly condense your last spiritual source." Feng Xueya exhorted before Wu Yu left.
"Master, there seems to be some rush. Is something up?" Wu Yu asked acutely.
Feng Xueya smiled. "Something is indeed up. But you need not concern yourself about it. It will not be too late if I tell you after you cultivate these two dao techniques."
"You won't tell me now?"
"I won't."
Wu Yu could only smile. Since he had decided to clam up, then Wu Yu would not press him. Once bitten, twice shy. Even without Feng Xueya telling him, he knew that one could not let up even a bit on the road to immortalhood.
As the saying went: heaven rewards the diligent.
That was why even though the Bipo Mountain Range was extremely peaceful, and everyone was relaxed, Wu Yu worked harder than anyone else.
Feng Xueya spent each day rebuilding the 10,000 Swords Formation.
The brethren of the Heavenly Sword Sect sometimes gathered to chat. One day, while they were drinking, Mo Shishu asked, "Junior Brother, it's said that you're Master's match now. What are your plans for the future? Will you stay at the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
This stumped Wu Yu. In truth, he had been rushing to cultivate, but he had not considered this question. But it was true that he was geared towards the outside.
So he said, "I haven't thought so far ahead yet. I just want to get stronger, and Master has assigned me some cultivation objectives. I will complete them before thinking further." When the topic of leaving was brought up, the mood sobered some.
Night Wishes for Snow smiled. "Aim high. This is a land scarce in resources. Your future is bright, and your name will be heard everywhere. And if our brethren have a chance to roam out, you could protect us as well." Everyone laughed.
Su Yanli laughed as well. "Wu Yu will leave eventually. No matter where you go, Senior Sister will miss you." Seeing her fond gaze, conflicted feelings began to arise in Wu Yu again. So they all thought he would leave. Would he really? But where would he go? He knew nothing of the world outside.
Besides their little gatherings, Wu Yu could not finish the spirit concentration pills that he had. Some he gave to friends, while he turned over the remainder to Feng Xueya to allocate. He had also given Qing Mang, Su Yanli, and the others many treasures. With Wu Yu's assistance, Qing Mang had successfully condensed qi and entered the Qi Condensation Realm. She could begin cultivating dao techniques now.
Most of the time, Wu Yu was cultivating the two dao techniques. He cultivated the Triple Kill of the Heavens in the Bipo Mountain Range, while he found a river in which to cultivate the Mad Demon Strikes. That was more appropriate.
However, the most important thing to him was the final realm of the Inner Vajra Buddha. Recently, his body seemed to be on the verge of being unable to hold any further improvements for the Inner Vajra Buddha. He had to stay strong, and finally he successfully condensed qi in his last spiritual source. His capabilities saw another significant jump. But there was a big gulf between the Qi Condensation Realm and the Jindan Dao Realm, and Wu Yu felt that only the final realm could help him breach this gap.
The 72 Strikes of the East Sea's Mad Demon was extremely suited to Wu Yu's manner. Compared to Tian Yijun, it suited Wu Yu even better. In the water, he transformed into the golden ape, flailing his staff like a mad demon. His staff brandished madly, as though he had lost all reason. The waters themselves churned and the mountains shook. Although this was not a Jindan dao technique, in Wu Yu's hands, it definitely beat half the Jindan dao techniques when paired with a spiritual immortal treasure!
In terms of madness, Wu Yu had no equal.
The 72 tiers were each madder than the last. Rather than having a fight, it was more like having a fit. The more frenzied one became, the more power one would call upon.
The more he walked the paths of the sword and staff, the further apart his states of mind drifted. The staff was explosive and direct, while the sword was calm and went with nature. Wu Yu often found himself struggling between the two states. But it has to be said that both states of mind represented him. His savage state had stronger battle power, while his calmer state showed a more human, rational side of him.
The first strike of Triple Kill of the Heavens was called Sky Quake Thrust. It could shake the sky with its attack. Because of the Yin Yang Sword Wheel, Wu Yu could use it with both swords. Although the Onyx Pearl Dao Swords were not a spiritual immortal treasure, with both swords combined, its effect was not much weaker than the Paranormal Pillar of Blood. This also affirmed Wu Yu's choice to walk both roads.
Time flowed by.
Both these dao techniques were very difficult. He spent many days on them, and even the completion of the Inner Vajra Buddha had been delayed. After more than two months, Wu Yu began to see some gradual results. And one day, Feng Xueya summoned him to Heavenly Palace, saying that he had something to discuss with Wu Yu.
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Chapter 0182: Clear Sky of Shushan
The walls of Heavenly Palace were adorned by many sword immortal treasures. When Wu Yu stepped in, the swords clanged and banged, as though welcoming him.
Feng Xueya was standing on a balcony on Heavenly Palace, his hands clasped behind his back. The balcony extended out, and one could see the beautiful scenery of the Bipo Mountain Range stretch out. Half the range would be beneath the observer's feet.
As Wu Yu walked up to stand beside him, he turned to observe him. Feng Xueya was indeed more circumspect than before. He was no longer as arrogant, and evidently there was something on his mind.
"Wu Yu, look at the Bipo Mountain Range. Do you think it is big?" Feng Xueya asked, looking at him.
Wu Yu looked out. Perhaps it was his initial impression lingering, but he felt that the Bipo Mountain Range was extremely huge. Range upon range of mountains, and peaks upon peaks. There were also huge patches of empty land. Although he had felt it shrink slightly ever since he could use the Art of Sword Flight, he still said, "Naturally it is very big. When I first came here, I thought I could not leave even if I walked for my whole life."
Feng Xueya laughed lightly. "You are an otherworldly talent. Sun Wudao's qualities were unknown. He gave you such an unbelievable transformation; he had a good eye."
"What do you mean?" Wu Yu knew that there was more within his words.
Feng Xueya looked out at the mountains. "Within this area, there are only barren plains which rouse little interest. Otherwise, why would it be me who stands supreme? There are 3,000 immortal kingdoms in the Dong Sheng Divine Continent. Any place that borders the mortal realm is, without exception, a poor land in the eyes of true martial cultivators. The truly abundant immortal sects are in places where mortals can never even reach. Those places are deep in the mountains, in forbidden lands, strange and dangerous places that mortals could never, ever touch. To mortals, those places are no different from sky palaces and immortal palaces."
"Is that really so?" Wu Yu still thought that this was not a bad place. He had come from the mortal realm, and understood what Feng Xueya was trying to tell him.
"The Dong Sheng Divine Continent is very big, and the real treasure houses and immortal mountains are far removed from the ordinary world. Our Heavenly Sword Sect is a humble place. Within the countless immortal sects, tribes, and families in the Dong Sheng Divine Continent, we can only be considered ninth class. Although I am the sect leader here, and hailed as a Jindan immortal, in truth, I am nothing but a ninth class martial cultivator in the wide expanse of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent." Feng Xueya gave a self-mocking laugh before he continued, "To all of you , I might seem arrogant and self-possessed. In truth, I, Feng Xueya, am nothing more than a speck of dust."
The change in his attitude was drastic.
Wu Yu had guessed as much from his interaction with the Ninth Spirit.
The Ninth Spirit was terrifying here, mistress over life and death for countless others. But in truth, she was just someone who was helpless to take the revenge she wanted.
"You have superb talent. It is time to broaden your horizons and see a bigger stage. I once said that your battlefield should be the entire Dong Sheng Divine Continent."
Wu Yu was even more anxious than before to know about the outside world, and he hurried to press. "Master, please enlighten me."
Feng Xueya said, "Let me start from my own life history. Actually, I'm not from around here. Previously, I was a disciple in one of the superpowers of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent. Afterwards, because my potential was just too lacking, I was chased out of the sect. I was ordered to start the Heavenly Sword Sect here, and become one of the thousands of tributaries for that superpower in the Dong Sheng Divine Continent."
This must have been a shameful thing for Feng Xueya to share. As he spoke, he could only smile painfully.
"The Heavenly Sword Sect is actually a tributary?" Wu Yu was surprised. He had not thought Feng Xueya to have such an identity. He had seen Feng Xueya as strong enough. Who would have thought that he would have been kicked out from a superpower sect because of a lack of talent, cast out to establish a tributary far away from the motherland….
Just how awesome was that superpower sect?
"That's right. That place is the origin of sword dao in the entire Dong Sheng Divine Continent. It is also the motherland of sword cultivators, and also the dream of all sword cultivators. It is one of the biggest sects within the Dong Sheng Divine Continent, and a force to be reckoned with. You have yet to see it, so you don't know how grand it is. Someone like me is only a speck of dust. Besides you, the rest of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, even those like Snow, are far from reaching the standard to be a disciple there."
He was sold at "the origin of sword dao."
"This means that any official disciple who emerges from there can destroy the entire Heavenly Sword Sect. I was one of the rejects from that place." Feng Xueya had a big ego, and normally would not share such hard truths.
"That place can truly be called an immortal sect. A history of a million years, pride built on the backs of countless swords. And it has even nurtured those who have truly reached immortalhood! Its territories are thousands of times wider than the Bipo Mountain Range. The tallest mountain there is also the tallest in the entire Dong Sheng Divine Continent. It pierces the clouds, and is called the Clear Sky of Shushan. To climb the Clear Sky of Shushan is harder than flying to heaven itself."
Thousands of times wider than the Bipo Mountain Range was very vast indeed. Wu Yu's entire distance travelled to date had not even surpassed 100 Bipo Mountain Ranges. And given his current level, even if he went there, he could not get out.
Speaking of that place, Feng Xueya was filled with wonder, and also anguish - because he had been cast out and abandoned.
"The Bipo Mountain Range's spiritual qi tripling is wonderful news to us. But the spiritual qi at the Clear Sky of Shushan is a thousand times that of ours! That is truly a place that is bountiful and rich enough to support the journey to immortalhood. It's said that more than a million years ago, the one who started the sect flew to the Sky Palace and became an immortal, dominating the heavens themselves!"
Wu Yu listened, dumbstruck. A thousand times the spiritual qi. That was mind-boggling...
So there really were people who had become immortals. That was Wu Yu's greatest dream. At least Ming Long had not been able to.
He asked, "After telling me so much about it, what is that sect called?"
Feng Xueya sighed heavily, and said piously, "It's full name is the Clear Sky of Shushan, The Origin of All Distress and Disasters, Immortal Sect of the Sword. It is a name that has been handed down for more than a million years, and is poignant with meaning. But normally we call it the Shushan Immortal Sect."
"Shushan Immortal Sect?" Wu Yu started. He found the name familiar. Suddenly, it came to him. Didn't the Ninth Spirit's enemy, Zhang Futu, come from Shushan Immortal Sect...
Was it just a coincidence?
The Heavenly Sword Sect was actually an insignificant tributary of this Shushan Immortal Sect. Feng Xueya explained that many of those cast out from Shushan Immortal Sect chose to enter second class or third class sects. Some chose to establish tributaries to the Shushan Immortal Sect, and there were now thousands of tributaries for the Shushan Immortal Sect. Some were big, and others smaller; those like the Heavenly Sword Sect were considered of the smallest scale.
"Actually, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect is also a tributary to another superpower sect on the same level as the Shushan Immortal Sect, except that Jiang Xie was not cast out. Instead, it was his ancestor that had been eliminated, and it was passed down to him. Their mother sect is known as the Shangyuan Dao Sect, which is the real deal. Its tributaries are generally known as Zhongyuan Dao Sects, and there are also other Xiayuan Dao Sects.
However, the Shangyuan Dao Sect that sits above might not stand up for all its Zhongyuan Dao Sects, so there is no worry that they will send people to seek revenge."
So that was how it was.
Afterwards, Feng Xueya also spoke of Lan Huayi's history. She was still an official disciple of the Shushan Immortal Sect, although her talent was considered poor there. But she still kept her identity and connections to the sect. Although she had been assigned here to assist Feng Xueya, it was possible that she might eventually return.
All in all, because of Lan Huayi's presence, the relationship between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Shushan Immortal Sect was closer than the Zhongyuan Dao Sect's relationship with their Shangyuan Dao Sect. After all, there were also many other Zhongyuan Dao Sects which did evil under the name.
Besides them, there were also a few other superpowers who were all the movers and shakers of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent. But they were not that relevant now, and Feng Xueya did not elaborate further. However, this opened up the workings of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent before Wu Yu's eyes.
With the Shushan Immortal Sect and the Shangyuan Dao Sect as the first class sects, they were all giants who had influenced the Dong Sheng Divine Continent for a million years. Under them there were dozens of second class sects, and then hundreds of third class sects. Although they were called second and third class, they still had many powerful experts.
At the level of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, those of the Jindan Dao Realm could already become sect leaders. Even if they were not considered ninth class, they were seventh or eighth at best. There were millions of them, constantly fighting and wiping each other out. The true powers would not even bother with them.
"Those giants are the true nuclei of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent. It's impossible for me in this lifetime. Wu Yu, I hope that you can leave this place and go to the biggest battlefield in the Dong Sheng Divine Continent to make your name. Given your talent, it's definitely possible! I have already been eliminated, and I hope you can return. That would be the wish of my lifetime..."
Saying thus, he clasped Wu Yu's arm, speaking more solemnly than ever before. Wu Yu could see that this was truly his dearest desire. Back then, when he was confident in his power, he had been eliminated for being too weak, and then abandoned. He must have been very resentful. But after so many years, the years had taken the edge off his pain, and he had given up on that dream. Until Wu Yu had emerged...
To make his name before thousands! To have his name strike fear into all! That was the true meaning of 'all!'
That was the true path that led to immortalhood, where a hundred barges fought for water!
Wu Yu was still picturing that magnificent battlefield, and now he felt a little stifled. In these days, he had sensed it as well, that he should leave. Only, he had not known just how great the battlefield of the future would be. He could already see countless martial cultivators rising from the dust, charging and killing towards the skies.
They truly contested like deer vying for supremacy.
He could not help asking, "Master, you mean for me to go to the Shushan Immortal Sect? How would I stand a chance..."
Feng Xueya cut him off. "Before, there was neither a chance, nor an opportunity. The Clear Sky of Shushan is unbelievably far from us, and one would need to traverse a good length of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent to the extreme west. But because of the sect defense, the chance has come. I had sent a request for assistance to the immortal sect, and they have sent me reinforcements, although they are late. But within a month, reinforcements will arrive. Although the battle is over, once they hear of your performance, I believe they will be interested and will bring you to the Shushan Immortal Sect..."
"Reinforcements? So late?" Wu Yu wondered just how far the Clear Sky of Shushan was.
But would they really bring him to the birthplace of sword dao...
1. T/N: Shang, Zhong, and Xia are literally High, Middle, and Low respectively
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Chapter 0183: The Way Forward
Shushan Immortal Sect.
In his mind's eye, a sword-shaped mountain rose majestically into the skies, a beautiful swirl of snow and frost.
The place that Feng Xueya had spoken of brought him to life again, transporting him back to his youth, when he had first arrived there.
Looking at the majestic city of the sword, bathed in sword light, a sense of pride and awe was definitely stirred.
One day, he would definitely rise above them all.
A pity that fate was a cruel mistress. His talent was deemed poor. Before his pride had a chance to truly show itself, he had been eliminated, sent away forever, never qualified to return.
His rose-tinted glasses had shattered like a dream. And the centuries passed.
Even after so long, he recalled the grandeur and majesty of the place. Huge swords that reached into the skies, and billions of disciples soaring around with the Art of Sword Flight. The picture was as clear as ever in his mind.
Such a wondrous thing to the Heavenly Sword Sect was just a small matter to them.
"Wu Yu, that we could become master and disciple was a miraculous stroke of fate. But I hope that you can grasp this chance and go to the holy land of sword cultivation, to shine even more brightly there. If that's the case, then Master will awaken from his dreams laughing."
Feng Xueya seemed to have aged considerably. A bitter smile, a tinge of hope, a gravity in his voice as he spoke to Wu Yu.
Wu Yu could see that this was the greatest unfulfilled desire of his life, and also the place that he could never forget. He himself could never return, but with this chance, he could unburden his own ambitions on Wu Yu.
"That place..."
Wu Yu let his imagination take the reins. At least his passion flared. The pride in his bones filled him with immense confidence. He would head for one of the biggest grounds of contest in the entire Dong Sheng Divine Continent!
"Staying here, there is no way I will ever ascend to immortalhood. I will be a frog in the well for my lifetime. Only at the sacred ground of sword cultivation, at the Shushan Immortal Sect, will I know the powers of true sword cultivators, and possibly reach immortalhood..."
A wishful dream. But in this instant, he saw the path to his future.
Finally, he gave his word to Feng Xueya.
"If I go there, I'm afraid it will not be easy for me to come back to see you, or my sister." Wu Yu looked out at the plains, deep in thought.
Feng Xueya nodded. "A good man sets his sights on the world. Whether you return, whether we meet again, none of that matters. What is important is that you rise and fulfill your dreams of cultivation. All of us here are behind you."
That was his logic.
Wu You thought of Capital Wu. "If that's the case, then I will return to Capital Wu. My sister has no talent for cultivation. I'm afraid that the next time I return, she will already have passed on."
For martial cultivators, the years were plentiful. Those who reached Jindan would be granted 300 years of life. But Wu You had no such longevity.
"Go then. If there is news, I will call you back immediately."
Once the Shushan Immortal Sect representative arrived, Wu Yu's fate would be changed considerably. It was almost like there was a pair of feet moving ever closer, each step a mirror to his heartbeat.
Wu Yu used the Art of Sword Flight and returned to Capital Wu before long. He had not returned since the last time he left.
Appearing in the skies above Capital Wu, he looked down to see Capital Wu even more prosperous and secure than before. The people's faces glowed with health, and Wu You's hand could be seen everywhere.
Arriving at the palace, Wu Yu saw that a few martial cultivators were hidden here. They were core disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Seeing Wu Yu, their eyes lit up with reverent looks.
Amongst them, some were more promising than Wu Yu. They were roughly fifth tier Qi Condensation cultivators and above. After the defensive battle at the sect, Feng Xueya had sent some disciples to protect Wu You. Wu Yu had not known of this.
With them around, Wu Yu was even more assured.
It was morning, and Wu You was resting after morning court. Wu Yu walked in at this time. Seeing him, Wu You was struck, but managed a smile. She bid her ladies in waiting leave, then greeted him warmly. "You're back."
She was seated before the mirror, and currently removing the jeweled ornaments from her head.
They had not met in a long time. Matters of governance had kept her busy, and she was a little fatigued.
Wu Yu stood behind her, using his fingers to massage her shoulders. He sent warm waves of spiritual power coursing through Wu You's body from his fingertips, flushing Wu You's face and lighting up her eyes.
"This time, I will leave more good things for you. If you take them as I instruct, your life will be prolonged. Living to 100 should be no problem." Wu Yu smiled at her through the mirror.
"Why would I want to live so long for? I'll be old and a granny. Too ugly," Wu You joked.
"I will keep your beauty eternal, Sister." Wu Yu used a bit more strength. This was his wish - he dreamed to be immortal. It was said that an immortal could control the life and death of mortals. And till now, Wu Yu had yet to find a way to preserve the physical appearance of mortals without talent.
Some immortal essences and immortal medicines were efficacious, but a mortal like Wu You could not possibly withstand them. The biggest disparity of mortals was that they could not bear the power of such miraculous medicines.
"Forget about me. You can fly a thousand kilometers now. That makes me content." Wu You looked at him through the mirror with a look of glowing pride.
Wu Yu brooded for a while, then said, "Recently, some things happened at the Heavenly Sword Sect, although they're resolved now, thankfully. But I might have to leave this place and go to an even further place, where there are more martial cultivators. The real battlefield of the Immortal Dao. This time, I don't know when I can return..."
His yearning for cultivation, and his unwillingness to leave Wu You behind, they clashed intensely in his heart.
"Will you return in my lifetime?" Wu You lifted her head to look into his eyes.
Wu Yu shook his head. "I can't be sure..."
"So far..."
"Its at the extremities in the east. I'll basically cross the world."
At this point, both lapsed into gloomy silence.
After a while, Wu You managed a smile, saying, "Wu Yu, if it's far, it's far. That is where you truly belong. Even if I don't see you again in this life, what does that matter? At least you and I know that our hearts will always be together, as sister and brother.
"Whether in the deep of night, or the dawn of day, all will be well as long as we remember each other."
"Sis..." Wu Yu still found it difficult to part. But it would be difficult for him to go to the Shushan Immortal Sect, let alone to bring a mortal with him.
"Wishy-washy. That's not like you. You haven't even gone yet. How do you know that you won't see me again? I'm just worried that if you see me again when I'm old, you might not recognize me." Wu You was struck by that thought.
Wu Yu sighed deeply. He knew that Wu You was right.
"Don't worry. If I can attain immortality, I will definitely see you rise by my side!"
A beautiful face aged easily, let alone mortals. Wu You was without a shred of cultivation talent, and was destined to be a mortal for her entire life. But Wu Yu could not imagine returning and being unable to see her. Then what use was cultivating...
He had actually arranged many things for Wu You, and left a portion with Feng Xueya to manage. His sister was the dearest thing to his heart, and Feng Xueya would definitely protect something so important to Wu Yu.
Hearing Wu Yu's stirring declaration, Wu You was all smiles.
"Whether it comes true or not, Sister is just content that you wish for this."
Wu Yu accompanied her thereafter, always by her side. He was afraid that she would age significantly before he knew it, and he wanted to see more of her while she was still alive.
When she lay down to sleep, Wu Yu would cultivate the Inner Vajra Buddha. He had been training for close to two months, and the last realm of the Inner Vajra Buddha was close to completion.
"I wonder what the person from the Shushan Immortal Sect will be like. I wish to be stronger before I go to the Shushan Immortal Sect." Wu Yu was very clear that when the person arrived, his own strength would probably be the crucial factor in his decision to bring Wu Yu with him or not.
He cultivated and accompanied Wu You. His dreams and brotherly love raged on inside him, but Wu You saw things in a more open-minded manner. Her words strengthened Wu Yu's resolve. He was certain that he had to leave the Heavenly Sword Sect and enter the Shushan Immortal Sect.
Otherwise, it would be exactly as Feng Xueya had warned: miss this opportunity, and regret it for a lifetime.
And so he continued to toil, pushing the second tier of the Invincible Vajra Body to the final stages.
One day, two days...
A month passed. On one afternoon, the sun beat down relentlessly on Wu Yu's body, which blazed with golden light.
Kacha!
From within his body, loud cracking sounds could be heard.
The Inner Vajra Buddha had finally reached six zhang - its complete state.
Wu Yu was sitting on top of a palace. When it successfully reached six zhang, the Inner Vajra Buddha materialized from within his body. A beam of light that all could see shot forth. They saw a figure on top of the palace - cross-legged at about three zhang tall - suddenly swell by 20 times, becoming a giant of gold. He was bathed in golden light and shone like the sun itself. He looked indestructible. Perhaps only Wu Yu knew that this was the likeness of Buddha.
"Invincible Vajra Body, second tier!"
The materialization of the buddha's image was Wu Yu's current body. He could feel the power of his physical form. Even the Ninth Spirit's previously incomplete energy within him had been reconstructed to perfection.
Completing the second tier, it was an even bigger jump than the first tier. The tremendous strength and defenses of his corporeal body, his superb recovery abilities - he was nearer than ever to an indestructible, unkillable body!
"Vajra Transformation."
The skill where he made the Inner Vajra Buddha materialize was called Vajra Transformation. The Vajra Body was unbelievably impregnable. On this earth, it was incredibly strong. Although only six zhang tall, it towered like a mountain.
"With Vajra Transformation in effect, even if I cannot attack, my defenses will be impregnable even to spiritual immortal treasures!"
This was a skill available after he successfully completed the Inner Vajra Buddha. Similar to the Immortal Ape Transformation, except this time, he had transformed into a Buddha's image. An immovable Buddha, as unyielding as a rock!
Two powerful spiritual immortal treasures, as well as the Triple Kill of the Heavens and the 72 Strikes of the East Sea's Mad Demon. The Invincible Vajra Body's second tier completed. Wu Yu could clearly feel his own power swell.
As to how strong he actually was, he still had not tested it.
But he did not stop, instead retrieving huge quantities of spirit concentration pills.
"First, I will complete my qi condensation!"
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Chapter 0184: Shushan Comes
With the great success he found in the Inner Vajra Buddha, his corporeal flesh was invincible. Although the Immortal Power of the Great Way rose quickly in his body, Wu Yu could completely control it.
Others would take years of adjustment and endurance to achieve it.
From before, his last spiritual source was already so close.
With the completion of the Inner Vajra Buddha, Wu Yu could already taste the completion of his qi condensation. But he had endured until now, in order to minimize the risk further.
Another half a day later.
"Done."
This was a dry process. Wu Yu had used Spirit Concentration Pills to complete his last spiritual source. With all 10 spiritual sources working, they formed a perfect system of spiritual power. The next step was to condense a Jindan.
Naturally, condensing a Jindan was a whole school of learning in itself, much more difficult than condensing qi.
Back when he was an eighth tier Qi Condensation cultivator, he had killed 10th tier Qi Condensation cultivators with no problem. And now that he was at the 10th tier, with a hoard of other treasures and dao techniques, fighting off those of the Jindan Dao Realm should be no problem.
"Going from the Qi Condensation Realm to the Jindan Dao Realm is a big leap. I just don't know how big the leap is. And if I am my Master's match at this point..."
Before, Wu Yu's greatest wish had been to become an expert like Feng Xueya.
Who would have thought that his dream was already nearing fruition.
And now his sights were set even higher. He would go to the Shushan Immortal Sect to see just how strong their sword cultivators were, and how much grander the scale! How high the foremost peak in the Dong Sheng Divine Continent, Clear Sky of Shushan, really was.
Like a newborn baby gazing up into the sky.
In his presence, Wu You's color improved. She moved with grace, her body vigorous. Although she did not have the talent, under Wu Yu's nurturing, she was an expert of the martial way. Combined with the things that Wu Yu had left behind, living to a hundred would be no problem.
Wu Yu judged the time, and knew that it was almost farewell.
The two stood facing each other.
"Go on, then." Wu You was smiling. This was exactly the place where Wu Yu had been dragged out of Capital Wu in the prison carriage.
"Till we meet again." They had a long time to say all that they wanted to say to each other.
Wu Yu's mind was made up. His purpose was unshakable. Now, the Shushan Immortal Sect was his only goal.
In that instant, he turned away, taking to the skies on his sword. He did not look back. If he did, their farewell would be harder, and that was not what Wu You would have wanted.
A pair of eyes burned into his back.
Until he could no longer be seen.
"The path of cultivation is eternal loneliness. Are mortal passions doomed to quail under the cruelty of time?" Wu Yu wondered.
Before too long, he spotted Feng Xueya headed towards him as well. Wu Yu could see that he was excited, to the point where he forgot himself.
"Master, he's here?" Wu Yu hurried to ask.
"Should be. They're here. And they're very interested in you. They bid me bring you back immediately," Feng Xueya said, a little rushed.
"They?"
It seemed like it was not just one person who had come.
This made Wu Yu a little nervous. Who was it that had come from the Shushan Immortal Sect?
"Just like that?" Wu Yu was a little surprised. He had thought that even if they heard his tale, how could they not have seen this caliber of talent, given they were of the Shushan Immortal Sect? They would not be this hasty.
Feng Xueya smiled, saying, "Yes, much smoother than I imagined. That Senior Brother Zhang is very interested in you. After you return, acquit yourself well, and he will very likely bring you back to the immortal sect. Wu Yu, this is a golden opportunity. Seize it well."
Matters of the Shushan Immortal Sect were very important to him, and it seemed like he was even more nervous than Wu Yu himself.
"Master, I've completed my qi condensation." Wu Yu broke the good news.
"Good. Very good." Feng Xueya beamed at him proudly, a satisfied smile bubbling to his lips. He had not been so expressive before, and had been aloof even when they had defended the sect. And now he was like a father sending his son off to the grand examinations, barely able to keep still.
As the two hastened back, Feng Xueya told him seriously, "Right, Wu Yu, there is one thing that you must bear in mind."
Wu Yu nodded.
Feng Xueya said, "Two have come. Senior Brother Zhang and his disciple. I don't know Senior Brother Zhang's abilities, but from what Lan Huayi says, he is qualified to accept disciples, and is at least at a sword cultivator of the Shushan Immortal Sect's Huang sword rank. Those who can reach the four great sword ranks of "Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang" must at least be fifth tier Jindan Dao cultivators, so this person is a terrifying expert. Even his disciple, of about the same age as your First Senior Brother, is at the Jindan Dao Realm, and probably even stronger than I am."
Wu Yu was deeply struck. And these were people sent offhand to assist the Heavenly Sword Sect.
They had probably only sent that Senior Brother Zhang, and his disciple had tagged along out of hand.
A random dispatch, and already above the fifth tier of the Jindan Dao Realm. Such was the power of the Shushan Immortal Sect.
Wu Yu did not understand one thing. Why would such a presence take so long to get here? If not for Wu Yu, this Senior Brother Zhang would have been here to do nothing but collect corpses.
Also, Feng Xueya had only told him of these two's powers, but had not told him what it was he was to bear in mind. He waited for Feng Xueya to continue.
Feng Xueya continued a little irritably, "The way I see that Senior Brother Zhang, he probably wouldn't trouble to bring you all the way to the west on no good basis. The only possibility is that he has taken a personal liking to you, and wants to take you on as a disciple. You are my disciple, and I'm afraid that Senior Brother Zhang is not happy about that. If he wants to accept you, then he has to be your only master, so..."
There must have been something going on there. Perhaps Feng Xueya had guessed at his nature and made suitable adjustments.
Hearing this, Wu Yu had an uneasy feeling.
As expected, although Feng Xueya was irritated, he still said, "I told Senior Brother Zhang that you are just an ordinary disciple with no master as of yet. Of course, I have also notified the sect to keep their mouths shut. From now on, you and I are still master and disciple, but Senior Brother Zhang can never know about this. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to go to the immortal sect..."
They were clearly disciple and master. Why did Wu Yu have to go to the Shushan Immortal Sect through this Senior Brother Zhang and have to hide his master-disciple relationship...
Hearing this, Wu Yu could not stand it at all. He shook his head. "Master, I owe you so much. You have made me all that I am today. I hadn't met you, I would just be a lost waif. How can I forget my roots and refuse to admit my master just for my own future? This, I cannot do. I will enter the Shushan Immortal Sect on my own merit!"
"Shut your mouth!" Feng Xueya thundered, staring at him. "On your own ability? Forget the fact that entry into the Shushan Immortal Sect is strict - not just talent, but all other aspects as well - but that place in the extreme west is incomparably far. There are innumerable demons and creatures along the way. Given your capabilities, you can't even reach that place. With no master to bring you, even if you can reach the Shushan Immortal Sect, you will only be bullied there! The Heavenly Sword Sect is the tributary of the Shushan Immortal Sect. Only with this identity, and that Senior Brother Zhang guiding and protecting you, can you even have a prayer of staying there!"
Wu Yu remembered that Feng Xueya had never admonished him so sternly before.
He was still resentful, but he had to admit that Feng Xueya was doing all this for his own good. This was indeed an incredibly rare opportunity. If he was favored by that Senior Brother Zhang, then his future would definitely be smooth. He would not be hovering at the edge of death all the time.
But for this, he had to conceal his relationship with Feng Xueya, and call another "Master..." Wu Yu did not mind learning from someone else, but it was unbearable to have to deny that Feng Xueya was his master.
Feng Xueya calmed down a little, and spoke sincerely, "Wu Yu, I'm sorry. I was too hasty. But... if you were me, you would know how important this opportunity is to you. If you want to continue on the path of immortals, then you must go to the Shushan Immortal Sect to see the real powers that be... "
Wu Yu looked at him.
In Feng Xueya's eyes, he saw profound expectations.
This man indeed wanted him to become better. He had great hopes for him.
And speaking of that, he was Wu Yu's master, and was now giving Wu Yu away to someone else. He should feel worse, but because of Wu Yu's future, he had made the sacrifice. He too understood that from now on, he could offer Wu Yu little in the way of guidance.
"Master." Wu Yu considered this a while. In the end, he did not want to negate Feng Xueya's goodwill. Even though he was not too enthusiastic about this plan, he did not reject it.
"No matter what, the only master in my heart is you. No one else is qualified," Wu Yu said solemnly.
He remembered that it was he who had saved him from the roadside and changed his destiny.
He remembered that it was he who had saved him after he had killed Situ Jin.
And he had taken Wu Yu on as disciple and helped him rise in the Heavenly Sword Sect, giving him the best resources of cultivation.
"Hearing you say this is enough. After you go to the Shushan Immortal Sect, work hard. If you have the chance, come back to visit this old man, and call me 'Master.' That won't be too late either..." Feng Xueya gave a relieved laugh.
In a flash, they returned to Bipo Mountain Range. Wu Yu cast his gaze out. Because of the arrival of those two, the entire mountain had changed. All the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, even the Sect Leader and Sect Protector, seemed lessened...
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Chapter 0185: Sword Saint Zhang
All around, the Bipo Mountain Range's carefree and relaxed atmosphere after winning the battle had now slumped into a silent state of fearful respect.
Virtually everyone knew that someone important had come to the Bipo Mountain Range.
"At Heavenly Palace."
For these two eminent guests, Feng Xueya had naturally conceded the highest point, Heavenly Palace.
On Heavenly Peak, two figures landed. They were Wu Yu and Feng Xueya. Feng Xueya was in the lead, his expression sober. He led Wu Yu into Heavenly Palace as though he were an outsider. As though he were making a pilgrimage.
Before they went in, Feng Xueya again reminded him.
"Remember not to go about calling me 'Master.' I've already sent word to everyone. For now, all of us hope that you can go on to the immortal sect and let them know of the Heavenly Sword Sect's existence..."
"Understood." Wu Yu nodded, although he still felt a little uneasy. However, he could already feel an otherworldly presence from within Heavenly Palace. Their every move, every breath, demanded one's obeisance to it.
Clearly, this was the strongest expert that Wu Yu had ever encountered in his life.
Even someone of Feng Xueya's level paled in comparison.
The two walked in steadily.
Within the immortal palace, the atmosphere was not that heavy. From a distance away, they could hear Lan Huayi's voice. She was laughing and chatting, her voice tinged with flattery.
The laughter ceased only when Wu Yu and the others walked in.
Looking about the immortal hall, he could see Lan Huayi, the four elders, the Elder of Imparting Arts and the Elder of Enforcement, as well as Night Wishes for Snow, Lan Boli, and other elite members of the Heavenly Sword Sect. But now all of them were standing down. Except for Lan Huayi, none of the others dared to speak.
He looked up to see the guests from the immortal sect.
Wu Yu's gaze flicked up to see two people. First was one standing to the side, dressed in long robes of burnished gold. His cuffs and hems were covered with sword designs. His long robe was imbued with sword qi, and took one's breath away. Looking further upwards, he saw a young man's face, with a sharp quality to his eyes. He stood tall and had an air of nobility around him. His sword will was keen, and he was clearly one who was highly born. His every move demonstrated his power and nobility, differentiating himself from the rest. Wu Yu could also clearly feel that this person had already condensed a Jindan. He had to Senior Brother Zhang's disciple. His name was Huang Cheng.
Huang Cheng's gaze fell on Wu Yu. There was a slight challenge in his look, along with a superior air. They had come from the Shushan Immortal Sect after all, and it was only natural that they were proud.
But the one beside him made Huang Cheng look inferior by far. That person was sitting on Feng Xueya's position. He was the only one seated. This person's power could level the entire Bipo Mountain Range and cause their doom. On closer inspection, although this person had white hair and eyebrows - his white hair flowed down to his waist - his face was extremely youthful and handsome. Martial cultivators burned with the fires of righteousness, and it was normal for them to have handsome features. But such outstanding qualities were rare. This person's handsomeness was natural - by the standards of an ideal man, his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth were all perfect. His eyes were as bright as stars, although a streak of coldness ran through them. One would shudder when he turned his gaze on you.
His white hair was a striking contrast to his black robes. His ability and level were unfathomably deep, and he had to be the Senior Brother Zhang that Feng Xueya had spoken of. However, only Feng Xueya and Lan Huayi would dare to address him thus. To the others, he was Sword Saint Zhang.
Wu Yu exchanged a look with Sword Saint Zhang and felt like he had been seen through completely. Ineffably, he felt like he was laid completely bare before his cold stare.
As expected, a single look and Sword Saint Zhang said, "Condensing qi through training the body. No wonder your rate of qi condensation is so fast. Normally, only disciples of our immortal sect have such body refining abilities. That you have them is no mean feat."
Wu Yu was surprised. So the immortal sect also condensed qi rapidly through body refining techniques... like himself?
However, neither Lan Huayi nor Feng Xueya knew much about this. This could only mean that at the Shushan Immortal Sect, they would not be able to enter the core strength.
This Sword Saint Zhang had seen through him in an instant.
Feng Xueya had nagged him so much before in hopes that Wu Yu would be more respectful towards this Sword Saint Zhang. And now he had brought Wu Yu in to pay his respects to Sword Saint Zhang.
But the moment he walked in, Sword Saint Zhang stood up unhurriedly. His piercing eyes looked right to the heart of Wu Yu as he walked towards him. "They say you killed a Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens?"
His words scoured through all that Wu Yu was.
Wu Yu was slightly surprised, unsure why he was emphasizing the Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens.
He only nodded.
"The Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens has a Yaodan. How did you kill her?" Sword Saint Zhang advanced a few more steps to stand before Wu Yu. He was roughly the same height, but he seemed 10 zhang tall as he looked at Wu Yu with a superior air.
His brusque manner made even Feng Xueya nervous. He quickly spoke up. "Senior Brother Zhang, it was the carelessness of the fox demon that..."
"I did not ask you to speak. Shut up." Sword Saint Zhang shot him a cold glare and a threat.
Feng Xueya shut up.
Seeing someone he respected so much chastised by this Sword Saint Zhang, Wu Yu was even more resentful. He simply said, "In the struggle of life and death, life is life, and death is death. There are no reasons and explanations."
"Oh? So proud. Interesting. I like it." From behind Sword Saint Zhang, the Jindan disciple, Huang Cheng, snickered.
Sword Saint Zhang chuckled as well. "You have a body of pure yang. That you were not sucked dry by that fox demon shows that you're a hard one to kill. Come, bring me to Fox Branch Mountain."
Without waiting for Wu Yu's consent, he immediately passed him, striding out of Heavenly Palace. Wu Yu looked towards Feng Xueya, who gave him a look. He said softly, "Find a chance to ask him to be your master. Don't wait for him to broach the topic. Just like you asked me back then..."
"Mm."
Back when Feng Xueya had saved him, Wu Yu had begged him to take him in. His attitude had been completely sincere. But Feng Xueya did not know that the situation today was completely different.
Wu Yu was still rather calm as he walked out of Heavenly Palace. Sword Saint Zhang was standing on a sword in the air. The sword thrummed, pulsing with waves that startled Wu Yu. Although he had not been cultivating for long, Wu Yu knew that this was a display of profound cultivation!
"Mount your sword for me to see," Sword Saint Zhang ordered.
Wu Yu did not like his commanding tone.
But thinking of his future Immortal Dao, and Feng Xueya's hopes for him, he repressed it.
Pulling out the Onyx Pearl Dao Swords, he used the Art of Sword Flight to hover in midair. At this time, Feng Xueya and the others had come out to see them off.
"Go first. Fox Branch Mountain, lead the way," Sword Saint Zhang said.
He was so overbearing that it did not seem possible to ask why he wanted to go to Fox Branch Mountain. He could only lead the way. Wu Yu flew ahead. For a while, he did not sense the presence of Sword Saint Zhang behind him, but when he turned to look, he saw him close behind, following silently. His piercing gaze seemed to look directly through Wu Yu.
"You are too slow."
Sword Saint Zhang said, dissatisfied.
Wu Yu did not say a word, but instead used his full power to fly on.
...
Seeing Wu Yu depart, Feng Xueya was breaking out in cold sweat.
This Sword Saint Zhang. What did he want to do at Fox Branch Mountain?
"Could it be an excuse for him to test Wu Yu alone?" Thinking of this, he felt that it was likely.
Turning back, Sword Saint Zhang's disciple, Huang Cheng, was still around. Lan Huayi and he were familiar, and they were still chatting gaily.
Huang Cheng was an easy conversation partner. His smile radiated class; at times it was warm, but at times he made them feel inferior, and even compelled to show their respect.
While Huang Cheng and Lan Huayi chatted, Huang Cheng's gaze suddenly fell on Lan Boli. "This is your niece?"
"Yes, she's called Lan Boli." Lan Huayi's eyes flashed, calling Lan Boli over.
"Boli pays her respects to Senior Brother Huang." Under Lan Huayi's direction, Lan Boli respectfully curtseyed.
Huang Cheng smiled, surveying Lan Boli with his hands clasped behind his back. His gaze was frank and vulgar, without even a hint of modesty. But the more he did so, the wider Lan Huayi smiled.
"My master will probably be here for a few days. I am left free. Could Junior Sister Lan bring me around, to show me more of the Bipo Mountain Range?" Huang Cheng smiled.
Everyone understood his interest now. One must know that the Bipo Mountain Range and the Clear Sky of Shushan were like heaven and earth. There was no basis for comparison at all. Huang Cheng had no interest in the scenery at all. His words were a clear sign of his interest in Lan Boli.
This was so obvious that everyone understood.
When he finished speaking, Lan Huayi immediately added, "Boli, aren't you going to thank your senior brother Huang? He is worldly and a man of import. You should be honored to have the privilege of spending time alone with him."
Before, she too was a peripheral disciple of the Shushan Immortal Sect, although her status was far from Huang Cheng's. And now that she was sent here, she still retained the status of a Shushan Immortal Sect disciple, although no one really recognized it. Lan Boli and Lan Shuiyue's parents were ordinary martial cultivators not from the Clear Sky of Shushan. They were also martial cultivators who had been eliminated from the Shushan Immortal Sect, and had been unable to enter despite working hard for all their lives. They had both died in a battle, and Lan Huayi had taken care of the children. Lan Shuiyue was still small at the time.
Lan Huayi had nurtured them. Her greatest wish was to bring them to the Shushan Immortal Sect. All these years, she had always looked forward to being called back. But as the years passed, her hopes dwindled.
And now that this Huang Cheng had taken a liking to Lan Boli, her fate would definitely change! The Shushan Immortal Sect had rich spiritual qi. Even if one did not become a disciple, being qualified to stay there would be a transformation by itself!
Therefore, Lan Huayi was very excited.
This was so blatant that Night Wishes for Snow was immediately angered. He walked up, saying, "Senior Brother Huang, Boli is still not very familiar with the Bipo Mountain Range. Please allow me to show Senior Brother around instead."
His words were met with silence.
Huang Cheng's smile turned hard as he swung to face Night Wishes for Snow. He was completely cold, his eyes flat. He spat his words out clearly. "What manner of creature are you? Trash, f*ck off. If I see you again, I will waste you."
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Chapter 0186: Frog in the Well
Sword Saint Zhang must have been fed up. Not long after departing from the Bipo Mountain Range, he suddenly seized Wu Yu by the scruff of his collar, hoisting him up like a little chick. He flew in whichever direction Wu Yu pointed in.
"So fast!"
Sword Saint Zhang's speed was terrifying. Wu Yu's surroundings sped past, the forests becoming a green blur before him. If not for Wu Yu's sufficiently resilient body, he might actually have been injured from the air resistance generated at such speeds.
Even so, the speed was so ferocious that the wind tore at his face like knife cuts.
"This person does not even take me seriously." Wu Yu realized.
But he knew that this was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. Even Feng Xueya lowered his head to him. He was the one who would determine Wu Yu's fate. Even though Wu Yu privately resented him, he would repress it for now. This person had come from the immortal sect after all. It was perfectly normal for him to be dismissed as insignificant.
At such speeds, they soon arrived at Fox Branch Mountain.
On the way, Sword Saint Zhang had not uttered a single word, and now he threw Wu Yu down on the ground. Wu Yu found his footing with much difficulty. He looked at Wu Yu, saying, "There is still a disorienting formation here. Follow my footsteps in."
This was a natural disorienting formation. Back then, Feng Xueya had taken close to 10 days to break in, but this Sword Saint Zhang was well versed. He walked in almost casually, flitting in without waiting for Wu Yu, who could only follow behind.
All around them was mist, and objects continued to shift and change. Wu Yu did not speak, but stayed close to him.
"His mood seems to have changed when we got here."
Wu Yu's acute senses had noticed this. But, why?
He could not wrap his mind around it.
What startled him was that Sword Saint Zhang found the entrance within a couple of hours, entering quickly. Wu Yu did not want to return to this place, but now he had no choice.
The cave was barren. There were only two things there: the ice sculpture and the gravestone that Wu Yu had erected for the Ninth Spirit.
"To have entered the disorienting formation in two hours, this person is so much more powerful than Master..." Wu Yu followed from behind. A strong will to battle rose within him, but he was rational enough to know that going up against this person now would be like attacking a rock with an egg.
"This Dong Sheng Divine Continent is really vast and limitless. The number of experts are like stars in the sky. And I am but an insignificant speck of dust." He felt completely helpless.
"Haha..." Suddenly, Sword Saint Zhang turned to the ice sculpture and laughed uproariously. He seemed to have lost his senses completely, his long hair flying wildly. He exulted, "Ninth Sprite, we meet again!"
Wu Yu was completely thunderstruck.
"He is Zhang Futu!"
No wonder he wanted to come to Fox Branch Mountain.
Wu Yu considered this even further. "Maybe he came here because he heard of the presence of a Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens. Because he once clashed with a Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens, he came here from the immortal sect. Perhaps he even requested to be sent!"
Perhaps if this Zhang Futu had not requested to come, the Shushan Immortal Sect would not even have sent someone to such a far away place in the east to help the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Of course, even if he had come, he clearly did not care. Otherwise, he would not have arrived so long after the battle.
Perhaps all he wanted to do was to see this Beautiful Fox of the Nine Heavens.
Wu Yu's gaze became chilly. So this was the enemy who the Ninth Spirit wanted to take revenge on. This was the man who her sister had given everything to, and then did her harm.
Feng Xueya had never spoken the name of this Sword Saint Zhang, and perhaps he himself did not know. But since his surname was also Zhang, he could basically ascertain that he was Zhang Futu.
He was in a strange state of mind, laughing at the ice sculpture for a long time. He muttered some words that Wu Yu could not hear and seemed almost demented. But suddenly, he raised his sword and shattered the ice sculpture.
Crash.
The ice sculpture shattered into fragments that scattered all over the floor. They readily began to melt.
"You and I are finished. I have to thank you. Without you, I would not be who I am today..."
What followed was an easy, relieved smile.
There was satisfaction in his laughter, and pride as well. It sent shivers down one's spine.
Wu Yu suddenly recalled the story of the Ninth Spirit's sister. Seeing this Zhang Futu's unfettered laugh, he was suddenly very clear about just what kind of person this Zhang Futu was. This was definitely a cruel man. Jiang Xie was probably nothing compared to him.
"Wu Yu!"
Zhang Futu's laughter suddenly ceased. He stood at the Ninth Spirit's grave, turning back to look at Wu Yu. He pointed at the words on the tombstone, then laughed. "This must be the Ninth Sprite's younger sister. I heard that she had one. Could it be that you fell in love with her?
"After all, Wu Yu's Jiu Er is carved here."
Wu Yu knew that he could not miss it. He replied, "We have met. But that is no longer important. She no longer exists."
Zhang Futu turned back and walked to Wu Yu. His gaze, sharp as a sword's point, flicked past Wu Yu like a cold dagger, resting against Wu Yu's breast.
"This wicked, damned fox demon. She must have wanted to use her poisonous demon techniques to harvest your body of pure yang, and then become a Spiritual Fox of the Nine Heavens before seeking me out to exact revenge. You ruined her plans and killed her. Excellent. It seems like our fates are entwined..."
Perhaps because of this connection, Zhang Futu gave Wu Yu some face, and affected a look of intense interest.
Wu Yu said nothing.
The Ninth Spirit wanted to kill him, so indeed she needed to die. But he had also promised to kill the wretched Zhang Futu, and given Wu Yu's character, he found it impossible to smile at this person.
"I have crossed paths with the Ninth Sprite. And you have also crossed paths with her younger sister. It seems like we might be fated to be master and disciple." Zhang Futu regarded him, proactively bringing up the topic of discipleship.
Feng Xueya had said that as long as he could become this Zhang Futu's disciple, then he would bring Wu Yu back to the Shushan Immortal Sect.
Although he had the inheritance of an immortal, without future nurturing, it would die on the plans here. The Shushan Immortal Sect was definitely the best place to go to.
To have to team up with this Zhang Futu, and even call him "Master," made Wu Yu uneasy. Yet he had no choice but to bear with it. In his heart, he dreamed that one day he would surpass this person and never have to face him again.
"That's right. I will use him."
Having sorted out his internal dilemma, Wu Yu said, "I sincerely plead with Sword Saint Zhang to accept me as a disciple."
His manner of asking was worlds apart from when he had begged Feng Xueya back then.
But Zhang Futu shook his head, saying coldly, "Destiny has indeed thrown us together to be master and disciple, but I, Zhang Futu, only accept disciples of the Jindan Dao Realm. Only when you reach that level will you be qualified to call me 'master.' I will bring you back to the Shushan Immortal Sect and give you a year. Reach Jindan in a year, and you will be the disciple of I, Zhang Futu. If you fail, then you can scramble back here yourself."
Although it was a rejection, Wu Yu's heart eased. He knew that this matter was settled! This Zhang Futu was actually willing to take him to the Shushan Immortal Sect. As for the matter of accepting him as a disciple, that was one of the things that Wu Yu wanted the least. He would test him for a year. When he reached the Shushan Immortal Sect, who knew what would happen?
At least he did not have to grudgingly call him "Master" before he reached Jindan.
"Go back." Zhang Futu waved him away. With a swirl of his robes, he led the way back. Wu Yu following behind him. Turning back, he could almost see the Ninth Spirit standing there, looking after Wu Yu with hopeful eyes.
"Wu Yu, you promised Jiu Er," Ninth Spirit said.
"Mm."
Walking out of the cave, Zhang Futu's finger flicked a burst of sword qi that rushed into the cave. With a tremendous sound, the entire mountain collapsed. Before long, the cave was filled. The Ninth Spirit and the Ninth Sprite were forever buried.
This only increased Wu Yu's desire to kill Zhang Futu.
"What, unhappy?" Zhang Futu seemed to have sensed Wu Yu's displeasure.
"I wouldn't dare."
Zhang Futu cocked an eye at him. "In the world of cultivation, martial cultivators fight everywhere. She wanted to kill you, and you were seduced. You are truly craven. You wouldn't accept my words anyway. In this world, if you feel the slightest shred of emotion, tear it away with no mercy! I wouldn't even bother to bring someone as mediocre as you back to the immortal sect with me if it wasn't for your luck." His look was disdainful.
This person's manner was a complete clash with Wu Yu's. But he was strong, and Wu Yu did not become hotheaded. To him, whether he was mediocre or otherwise would become clear in the future.
"Don't think you're something special just because you condensed qi quickly. At the immortal sect, your speed is average at most. Feng Xueya has the foresight of a mouse. His head is buried in the ground. Such an enthusiastic recommendation... I thought you were actually capable." Zhang Futu sneered and said no more. Hefting Wu Yu, he burst out of the disorienting formation, heading back to the Bipo Mountain Range.
"Are the people at the Shushan Immortal Sect really that powerful?"
Being snubbed thus, Wu Yu was naturally resentful. But he was even more hyped about the Shushan Immortal Sect. Compared to the meanness of this Zhang Futu, he wished to meet the numerous experts at the Shushan Immortal Sect. Only in that kind of world could he truly improve in leaps and bounds! It was undeniable that he was ignorant for now. That was a fact.
Before long, they arrived back at the Bipo Mountain Range.
And at this time, Feng Xueya and the others were still waiting at the Stone Gate of a Thousand Swords.
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Chapter 0187: Slaughter Calabash
After Wu Yu had again been flung to the ground by Zhang Futu, he saw that basically everyone from Heavenly Palace had gathered.
Huang Cheng came up, greeting with smiles as he moved to Zhang Futu's side.
At this time, Huang Cheng turned his head to consider Feng Xueya. "Sect Leader Feng, I hear that you have won a great victory and obtained many treasures. We master and disciple have come so far. Although we did not render you help, we have intimidated any possible enemies. Shouldn't you at least make a gesture of appreciation? Recently, I seem to be lacking a spiritual immortal treasure. I wonder, do you have any?"
This was daylight robbery.
When Zhang Futu had been absent, he had kept his mouth shut. But now that Zhang Futu had returned, he could speak with impunity.
Feng Xueya had not expected this person to be like this. First he had scolded Night Wishes for Snow, and then wooed Lan Boli. And now that Zhang Futu was back, he was actually asking for a spiritual immortal treasure!
One spiritual immortal treasure was a huge treasure to the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Wu Yu frowned, saying. "Senior brother Huang is from the immortal sect, you still you lack spiritual immortal treasures? Could you not be doing too well at the immortal sect?"
Huang Cheng's gaze soured, and he turned to stare at Wu Yu. Wu Yu's words had wiped the smile clean off his face. His expression flipped faster than a flipbook.
"Did I ask you to speak?" Huang Cheng stepped up, his eyes brimming with sword qi. He was going to teach Wu Yu a lesson. There was a towering arrogance in his eyes, as if he were nobility among the peasantry.
Seeing the situation, Feng Xueya hurriedly took out a gourd from his sumeru pouch. It was Jiang Xie's gourd.
"I wonder if this Slaughter Calabash will do?" Feng Xueya hurriedly pulled out the calabash and offered it to Huang Cheng. At the same time, he constantly threw looks in Wu Yu's way, signalling for him to keep his mouth shut. He did not know that Zhang Futu was already prepared to take Wu Yu away, so he was still nervous. In order to send Wu Yu there, what was a price like the Slaughter Calabash?
"Not bad." Huang Cheng waved the gourd a few times and then walked towards Lan Boli. He immediately offered it to her, saying, "Sister Lan, look at this Slaughter Calabash. Does it match your beauty?"
He had actually robbed Feng Xueya of a spiritual immortal treasure and given it to Lan Boli before everyone!
Wu Yu's eyes flicked across the others. Feng Xueya was seething but unable to speak. Lan Huayi looked ecstatic, while Night Wishes for Snow was Feng Xueya, but worse. Lan Boli looked panicked, backing off while saying, "Senior brother Huang, I cannot accept this."
"You dare to refuse my present? Besides, I have to leave soon. If you do not accept my present, then you are not showing me any respect at all."
Lan Boli was stricken, looking constantly towards Night Wishes for Snow. At this time, Lan Huayi interjected. She received the Slaughter Calabash, smiling. "I will accept it on Boli's behalf. Please do not take it to heart. She is just a little flustered around you. Boli, aren't you going to thank your senior brother Huang? And he's returning to the Shushan Immortal Sect soon."
Reading between the lines, she meant that he was about to leave soon. Accepting it now, she could still return it to Feng Xueya in the near future.
"Many thanks..." Lan Boli could only respond as told.
"That's more like it." Huang Cheng's gay laughter rang out. At this time, he turned to Zhang Futu. "Master, Sister Lan and I are like old friends at first sight. We wish to get to know each other better. How many more days before we must leave?"
Wu Yu immediately saw through him. He had used the excuse of leaving soon to pressure Lan Boli to accept the present, and then immediately delayed for more time. Who knew what else he was planning?
Zhang Futu was only all too cognizant of his antics. He had no interest in such matters. "Not too long. We leave tomorrow afternoon."
Saying thus, he turned and left Heavenly Palace. Without his orders, no one dared to follow.
"Will Auntie Lan accompany this Huang, and show him the mortal kingdom?" Huang Cheng said to Lan Huayi.
"Of course, that would be my pleasure." Lan Huayi made a "please" gesture, and the two left quickly. Who knew what this Huang Cheng was plotting!
All that remained were their own now.
"Wu Yu, how is it?" Feng Xueya had made so many concessions to give Wu Yu the chance to go to Shushan Immortal Sect. All his hopes were pinned on this moment.
"He agreed to take me, but he will only take me as disciple when I reach Jindan," Wu Yu said listlessly. Everyone present knew that Huang Cheng had his sights on Lan Boli. As to whether he truly had feelings for her, that was still up in the air.
Perhaps he simply wanted her as conquest.
"That's wonderful!" Hearing this news, the heavy burden on Feng Xueya's heart eased considerably.
Regardless, everyone moved to offer Wu Yu their congratulations on his new future. Only Night Wishes for Snow and Lan Boli remained with their brows furrowed.
The two were at one side, unspeaking. Especially Night Wishes for Snow. His eyes were wild, but he was helpless before someone so powerful.
"Who would have thought that Lan Huayi would be like this..." Feng Xueya sighed.
But he could understand. "I want you to go to the Shushan Immortal Sect for your talent to blossom, on the stage that it requires. But she too wishes for Boli to have a brighter future. Snow is indeed second to Huang Cheng."
That was why Lan Huayi had seized the opportunity to curry favor with Huang Cheng.
Exactly because of this, Lan Boli and Night Wishes for Snow were in a panic now. Wu Yu could see that Night Wishes for Snow was seething, but he was conflicted after seeing Feng Xueya and Wu Yu. Because the moment he resisted, he could very well ruin Wu Yu's future. Besides, he was in no position to put up a fight against someone of the immortal sect...
A place where even Feng Xueya dreamed of returning, to become an ordinary disciple...
"Don't worry. They will leave tomorrow. As long as Boli does not wish to leave, not even Zhang Futu will force her to go against her will." Feng Xueya consoled them.
Lan Boli said, "Naturally, I am unwilling. Auntie has taken leave of her senses. How could this Huang Cheng like me? After a bit more conversation, he naturally discovered that I am but a country bumpkin. He's just playing with me, hankering after some fresh game."
Her words made sense. That Zhang Futu had not even been surprised.
"Wu Yu, have you packed your things? Remember all that I told you," Feng Xueya reminded him again.
Night Wishes for Snow and Lan Boli left first, still racking their brains. Wu Yu again was instructed by Feng Xueya for the majority of the day before he could leave for Heaven's Equal Peak.
Things had been a little confusing today, and he needed time to consider it.
Consideration was the prerequisite for decision making.
"Zhang Futu and Huang Cheng are full of themselves and treat people cruelly. Am I really going to follow such people to the immortal sect?
"If I don't go, then my path to immortalhood will remain murky. I have no direction in which to go.
"But I really do not like these two. Being with them does me no good.
"But Master has lowered his head so much in order to win me this chance."
Thinking of Feng Xueya, Wu Yu was unwilling to throw away his efforts. After all, he was the person who Wu Yu respected the most in the world. Perhaps his own mind had changed after Zhang Futu's arrival. It showed that he had Wu Yu's welfare at heart.
Sometimes, even arrogant people would show respect towards someone stronger. Especially the Shushan Immortal Sect, the place which had held the dreams of Feng Xueya for so long.
Even as night fell, Wu Yu still felt that he should go.
However, he was a little worried. "I wonder how Senior Brother and Senior Sister Lan are faring...
"That Huang Cheng is even calling Lan Huayi 'Auntie Lan.' I wonder when they got this close. Are they planning to send Senior Sister Lan away?"
It was very obvious. They were leaving at noon, and Huang Cheng wanted to take Lan Boli with him. Tonight was his only chance to make her acquiesce. And as for her decision, not even Night Wishes for Snow could police it. Everything rested on Lan Boli.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. The sky had already darkened, and Immortal Cranes began to emerge from the blackness. Wu Yu walked out and saw quite a few people. Night Wishes for Snow, Su Yanli, Mo Shishu, as well as the sisters Lan Boli and Lan Shuiyue. They rushed in, bidding Wu Yu shut the door.
"Junior Brother, the Sect Protector and that Huang Cheng are looking for us everywhere. Only you can help us now..." Night Wishes for Snow's voice was hoarse.
From the side, Lan Boli's face was tear-streaked. She said, "I don't want to leave with that Huang Cheng, but if they find us tonight, they will definitely force me. The Sect Leader is cowed by that Sword Saint Zhang, and only you can help us now... Since Sword Saint Zhang is willing to take you as a disciple, then you must not be far behind Huang Cheng in his regard..."
Lan Boli was torn. On one side was her love, on the other her aunt. She had not dared to leave Night Wishes for Snow's side since earlier today, afraid of being taken away by Lan Huayi. She was afraid that she would cave in to her counsel or threats, and make a decision that she would come to regret.
After all, Lan Huayi was also looking out for her.
After racking their brains for so long, only Wu Yu could help them now.
Su Yanli said, "Junior Brother, I know that this might affect your future, but that Huang Cheng is not a good person. We cannot be trodden all over like this."
Lan Shuiyue was crying as well. "My sister is not someone who would leave her love behind to pursue a future. Besides, Huang Cheng is no good man, and he will not give my sister a brighter future. Wu Yu, you are so remarkable now. You must save my sister. I tried to talk with Auntie, but she won't listen to us..."
Amongst them, Wu Yu was the last to be initiated to the sect, but now they were all pleading with him.
They could not ask Feng Xueya, because if Zhang Futu's anger was roused, then no one could say anything even if he killed Feng Xueya.
Only Wu Yu.
Perhaps if they could just tide through this night, they would be safe.
Wu Yu was faced with so many expectant faces, all his brothers and sisters when he had been weak. Su Yanli, Night Wishes for Snow, and Mo Shishu had all helped Wu Yu so much, and now his first senior brother was in trouble...
Wu Yu nodded without hesitation. "I am not afraid of Huang Cheng. For tonight, all of you should stay here. As long as Senior Sister Lan does not mind, I will do my best to keep you here."
Wu Yu was not willing to watch Night Wishes for Snow be broken.
The love between the two ran deep. Wu Yu envied them as well. As for Lan Huayi, any goodwill that he had held for her had vanished in this instant as well.
They sat together.
In the night, the candlelight wavered, crossing their shadows on the walls. Everyone sat looking at each other gloomily.
Suddenly, a powerful figure blasted the doors of Heaven's Equal Palace open.
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