Chapter 150: "Your Sword Intent is in Chaos."

Chapter 150: "Your Sword Intent is in Chaos."

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"

At this moment, on Qingfeng Peak in Jingzhou.

Ji Taiping was in a frenzy, smashing one tea cup after another. These tea cups were his favorite treasures, which he would gently wipe with the softest velvet cloth from time to time. He cherished them dearly.

But today.

He no longer cared about these treasures. All he wanted was to shatter every single one of these damn tea cups!

"Damn it!!!"

Ji Taiping picked up the last tea cup and smashed it against the wall, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Ji Jianian, who was curled up in the corner. With a hideous expression, he roared, "I ask you, did you ever truly love me?"

He didn't understand what had happened to this world.

He had only gone to the Hundred Kingdoms to suppress the war, and it had only been a little over a month. But when he returned, everything had changed, everything was different.

Chen Qiu, whom he could have easily killed with a pinch, had grown to become an invincible Celestial Pride at the eighth stage of the Golden Core Realm, crushing all powerful cultivators.

Even the scholar, who had become a waste, was now the second elder of the SkyMock Sect.

Ji Taiping no longer had the heart to kill the scholar. Every day, he lived in fear, worried that the scholar would bring Chen Qiu to seek revenge. He wasn't afraid of the scholar, but Chen Qiu was a different story.

Ji Jianian, curled up in the corner with fear in her eyes, trembled as she used a thin veil to cover her exposed spring scenery. Her lips quivered, but she couldn't utter a word. She felt that Ji Taiping's gaze was extremely unfamiliar, as if he had completely become a different person.

The man in her heart, who had silently protected her, seemed to have no connection with the current Ji Taiping.

Just then—

An extremely terrifying pressure suddenly enveloped the entire Qingfeng Peak.

"Who!"

Ji Taiping, who was already on edge, jumped up instantly. The spirit qi of his fourth-stage Golden Core Realm surged out, and he rushed to Ji Jianian's side, placing the Green Blade across her snowy white shoulders. His hand trembled, and a few strands of blood seeped out.

Carrying Ji Jianian, he ran out of the secret chamber and stood at the top of Qingfeng Peak. With a hideous expression, he looked up at the empty sky and roared, "Who dares intrude upon Qingfeng Peak, the cultivation ground of the Great Xia's number one Sword Cultivator, Ji Taiping!"

"Show yourself!"

Immediately after.

Chen Qiu and the scholar slowly approached from a distance, floating in the air.

Upon seeing Chen Qiu, Ji Taiping's face turned pale, and he roared, "A formidable enemy has invaded! Elder, please come out of seclusion to repel the enemy!"

"Sigh."

The scholar slowly descended from the sky and landed on the ground, wearing the brown-red robe symbolizing the elder of the SkyMock Sect. The Green Blade slid out of his sleeve and into his hand, and he looked at Ji Taiping with a calm expression, shaking his head and speaking softly.

"Your mental state is so poor. I really don't understand how you managed to cultivate to the Man and Sword as One realm."

". . ."

Chen Qiu, standing in the sky, twitched his lips slightly and silently retreated to the side, leaving the battlefield to the scholar and Ji Taiping.

The scholar was merely at the first stage of the Golden Core Realm.

Ji Taiping, on the other hand, was at the fifth stage of the Golden Core Realm.

Battling across four small cultivation levels was an extremely challenging task, but with their different mental states, if the scholar could break through during this fight, he would be able to win.

At this moment—

A roar echoed from deep within Qingfeng Peak, and a peak Golden Core Realm elder shot out. However, before he could go far, he was blocked by over thirty other peak Golden Core Realm elders.

"Old man Ji, what's the hurry? Let's chat on the side and let the youngsters talk."

"Elder Zhao, are you blocking my path?"

The Supreme Elder of the Ji family, with a gloomy expression, looked at the group of peak Golden Core Realm elders before him. He recognized most of them, as they were Supreme Elders from various sects and families. Many had conflicts with him, and he never expected that they would come together.

"What Elder Zhao?"

Zhao Dezhu shook his head indifferently. "Forgive me for not introducing myself. I am Zhao Dezhu, a menial disciple of the SkyMock Sect, and I am here by the Sect Leader's order to block your path."

"SkyMock Sect?"

The Supreme Elder of the Ji family shook his head with a grim expression. "I've never heard of this sect. Don't joke around. What kind of sect would have a Sect Leader at the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm serve as a menial disciple?"

As his words fell.

Zhao Dezhu and the other SkyMock Sect disciples exchanged glances, and they saw the amusement in each other's eyes.

"It seems Elder Ji has been in seclusion for too long, and his relationships aren't very good either. Such a significant change has occurred in Great Xia, and not a single person has sent him a message?"

"We are also fortunate to be menial disciples of the SkyMock Sect."

"Elder Ji, times have changed. Your only task in this era is to wait for death in peace."

"It's also time to settle our past grudges. Do you remember when you brought the Supreme Elder of the Qu Family to find me? You said you had the numbers on your side and had me at your mercy. How about we see who has more people now?"

"That..."

The Supreme Elder of the Qu Family, standing to the side, waved his hand awkwardly. "If I say I was possessed at the time, would you believe me? I had nothing to do with this matter."

"I know. This day was bound to come."

Ji Taiping, with the Green Blade pressed against Ji Jianian's snowy white neck, looked up at the thirty-plus peak Golden Core Realm elders in the sky and Chen Qiu, who stood calmly in the air. His eyes were bloodshot, and with a hideous expression, he stared at the scholar and spoke word by word.

"I know, I know, I know that I will die today!"

"With so many peak Golden Core Realm elders here, it would be unreasonable for me to survive!"

"But, White Robe!"

"We are lifelong rivals. Even in death, I hope we can decide a winner before we die. Let no one else interfere, or I will kill Ji Jianian first. I know you came here for her!"

". . ."

The scholar, holding the Green Blade, stood on the mountain platform and looked at Ji Taiping with a hideous expression. Suddenly, he burst into laughter.

"Arch-nemesis?"

"You've been beneath me your entire life, and in the second year, you were so intimidated by my ranking on the Celestial Pride Rankings that you didn't even dare to compete. You've never won against me once, so how dare you consider yourself my arch-nemesis?"

"Or how dare you think I'd consider you a worthy opponent?"

"And I didn't come here for Ji Jianian. I don't understand why you're using her to threaten me. Isn't she your woman?"

"I'm merely following the Sect Leader's orders to take your life."

The mountain beneath their feet was called Qingfeng Peak. It was originally named something else, but after Ji Taiping occupied this place, he renamed it Qingfeng Peak, with the same pronunciation as Qingfeng, implying the meaning of the number one Sword Cultivator in the world.

"Don't pretend!"

Ji Taiping, whose emotions were already on the verge of madness, screamed hysterically, "You were willing to give up the title of 'National Sword Envoy' for Ji Jianian, and even escorted her all the way back to Qingzhou. Such deep affection is truly touching!"

"The world says that you, White Robe, have never loved anyone in your life!"

"But what they don't know is that the Ji Jianian you deeply love is being humiliated by me every day!"

"How about it? Can you still maintain that indifferent facade? Is your heart not torn apart like being slashed by a knife? Are you suffering? Good, suffer!"

As his words fell, Ji Taiping, who had completely lost his mind, even ripped off the thin silk covering Ji Jianian's body, exposing her nakedness to the air. With a hideous expression and bloodshot eyes, he stared at the scholar with a maniacal grin.

"How does it feel? Are you suffering?"

"Can't you even hold your sword steady now?"

"Do you want her? I've changed my mind. All of you, get out of here immediately, or I'll kill her! You'll never have her for the rest of your life!"

Ji Taiping had completely descended into madness.

He didn't notice the despair in Ji Jianian's eyes as she stood in his embrace. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she covered her exposed body with her hands. Turning her head, she looked at the scholar in the distance, who was wearing a crimson robe and holding a sharp sword. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Was it you who escorted me that day?"

The scholar's face remained silent and expressionless. Ever since he learned that Chen Qiu was the National Teacher, he had stopped thinking about this matter, fearing that he might uncover something he shouldn't.

Some things were best left unsaid.

But at that moment—

A sharp eunuch's voice suddenly echoed from the foot of the mountain: "By the decree of the Emperor, from this day forth, the removal of Ji Taiping from the position of National Sword Envoy shall take effect immediately!"

"No, no!!!"

Feeling the Great Xia's national fortune slipping away from behind him, Ji Taiping roared in madness, but to no avail. As this strand of national fortune faded, the already unstable cultivation realm he had achieved began to crumble once more.

At this moment, Ji Jianian had already closed her eyes, and tears streamed down her cheeks, falling onto her shoulders.

It must be said that Ji Jianian was indeed a beauty beyond compare. Both her face and figure were unparalleled among mortal women. However, the series of disasters that had befallen her today had pushed her to the brink.

The one who had escorted her that day wasn't Ji Taiping but White Robe, and the one she had always loved in her heart was the one who had silently protected her all along.

And now, in front of so many people, she was completely naked.

Overwhelmed with shame, Ji Jianian's heart was filled with a strong desire to die. Her face turned deathly pale as she clenched her teeth and slashed her neck with all her might. As the sword blade grazed her snowy neck, a gush of blood sprayed into the air.

She couldn't imagine any other way to preserve her remaining dignity other than taking her own life.

But before she drew her last breath, Ji Jianian struggled to open her eyes and looked at White Robe, who was standing there in a crimson robe. Her voice trembled as she said, "Don't hold back because of me. Kill her..."

The scholar looked at Ji Jianian lying in a pool of blood, his face calm and silent. He had never held back because of Ji Jianian, and he didn't understand why she would apologize at the moment of her death.

A ripple stirred in his heart, but it had nothing to do with romantic feelings.

He just felt that Ji Jianian didn't deserve such an ending. She was the first beauty of the Heavenly Dao, yet she had met such a fate. And Ji Taiping, using his own woman as a bargaining chip and even resorting to stripping her was something he couldn't comprehend.

"Little Ji! Little Ji!"

Ji Taiping, who had just realized what was happening, looked panicked and helpless. He tried to stop the terrifying wound on Ji Jianian's neck with his hand and kept feeding her healing pills, but to no avail.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kill you. I just wanted to use you to scare them off. I just wanted to survive!"

"Why did you have to take your own life?"

The scholar shook his head. When Ji Jianian died earlier, he had felt a power from the heavens descend upon him, granting him further insight into the Sword Dao. He knew what it was.

It was Ji Jianian's Heavenly Dao Beauty effect, which had transferred to him at the moment of her death.

Sword intent surged within him.

Holding the Green Blade, he slowly approached Ji Taiping, "It's hard to imagine that the heavens could nurture a beast like you. How dare you claim to be the Great Xia's number one Sword Cultivator?"

"Shut up!!!"

A burst of violent and chaotic spiritual energy, accompanied by sword intent, erupted from Ji Taiping and rushed towards the scholar. Standing in his original position, Ji Taiping tightly gripped his long sword and glared at the scholar, who had been blown away, with a hideous expression, "I'm stronger than you!"

"Huff"

The scholar, who had been blown away over twenty zhang away, struggled to get up from the ground. He looked at the wound on his abdomen and the sword intent that was devouring it. Standing up, he held his sword and looked at Ji Taiping with a slight smile.

"Your sword intent is in disarray."

The fifth level of the Golden Core Realm was indeed too overpowering for the first level.

However, with the Sword Bone and the Heavenly Dao Beauty effect, the scholar's body felt transformed. He stretched his muscles, and his entire being seemed to have changed. Battle intent surged within him, but this overwhelming advantage made the fight more exciting. He hadn't experienced such a thrilling and satisfying battle in a long time.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the entire person rushed towards Ji Taiping with a direct and fierce attack, using the purest sword intent as a Sword Cultivator without employing any sword techniques.

He was blasted away again.

This time, nineteen zhang.

Once, twice, thrice, four times.

Five times, six times, seven times, eight times.

No one knew how many times it had been, but the scholar was blasted away by Ji Taiping again, this time only flying three zhang away. He looked to be at the brink of death, struggling to stand up and barely managing to remain upright, even wobbling a bit.

"Aren't we going to do something?"

Zhao Dezhu, floating in mid-air, spoke anxiously, "If this continues, the Second Elder might be killed by Ji Taiping."

"Impossible," his master's uncle replied.

A glimmer of awe flashed through the cloudy eyes of Zhao Dezhu's master's uncle as he muttered, "The Second Elder is indeed worthy of his former title as Daxia's Supreme Sword Cultivator. He's actually using the sword intent left by Ji Taiping in his wound to sense the opponent's sword intent. Haven't you noticed that the scholar's sword intent has been growing stronger and stronger?"

"It's even approaching the point of merging with Ji Taiping's sword intent, and he's about to enter the realm of Man and Sword as One!"

"This is an extremely terrifying talent."

"The pain caused by the sword intent devouring the wound is something ordinary people can't bear. In such a situation, it's not just about comprehending the opponent's sword intent, but even fighting again would become extremely difficult."

"To put it in a way you might understand, it's like someone is using a dagger coated with deadly poison to torture your beloved pet, and you have to grasp that fleeting sense of pleasure amidst the intense pain and carefully comprehend it."

"Ordinary Sword Cultivator geniuses can never achieve this step!"

"To reach this step, one must have an extreme desire for the sword, a belief in devoting one's life to the sword, to be able to keenly grasp that strand of sword intent from the intense pain."

Hearing his master's praise for the White Robe, Zhao Dezhu paused for a moment before turning his gaze back to the battlefield below.

He didn't quite understand this, but he could see that the White Robe was rapidly improving. From being blasted away dozens of zhang at the beginning to now only being able to be blasted three zhang away, the fact that a Fifth Stage Golden Core could fight a First Stage Golden Core like this was already enough to prove the White Robe's strength.

And this Fifth Stage Golden Core was Ji Taiping, the Great Xia's Sword Cultivator genius, not an ordinary Fifth Stage Golden Core.

Although his strength might have decreased a bit due to the loss of Great Xia's National Fortune and the fluctuations in his mental state, he was still much stronger than an ordinary Fifth Stage Golden Core.

At this moment—

The SkyMock Sect disciples floating in the sky, all with Golden Core Peak Grand Completion cultivation, looked down at the White Robe who had gotten up and charged forward again with complex expressions. This was the first time they had felt the Second Elder's strength.

Although they were sure he was not as strong as them.

But if he were allowed to grow, he would undoubtedly become another Sword Cultivator genius capable of fighting above his level.

The Second Elder's desire for the sword was too pure.

So pure that in his eyes, there was room for nothing but the sword.

". "

Chen Xiu, floating in mid-air, looked down at everything below with an expressionless face. He had chosen the White Robe long ago, not for any other reason, but because the White Robe was indeed the most talented Sword Cultivator he had ever met.

That kind of talent couldn't be compensated for by any skill.

It was that extreme desire for the sword.

He didn't care about anything else, only the sword.

In a previous life, he was known as Sword One, the strongest Sword Cultivator in the world. However, he still chose to reincarnate and cultivate again because he knew that he would never be able to break through the Nascent Soul Puppet with the means of a Sword Cultivator.

Unless he had the White Robe's talent, that kind of desire and obsession where nothing else mattered except the sword.

But he couldn't do it.

His obsession had never been with the sword, but with breaking free from the Daxia Cage. In his eyes, the sword was merely a tool, and he didn't care what tool he used to break the cage.

Whether it was a sword, a hammer, a knife, or even a bow and arrow, anything would do.

This meant that he might be able to reach 97, 98, or even 99 on the path of the Sword Cultivator, but because he lacked this obsession, he would never be able to reach the ultimate 100.

So he left behind the words, "The Sword Cultivator isn't strong enough."

It wasn't that the Sword Cultivator wasn't strong enough.

It was that his Sword Cultivator wasn't strong enough.

The path of the Sword Cultivator wasn't for him; the path of the Array Cultivator was a more suitable choice. The Sword Cultivator path wasn't suitable for him.

At this moment, the battle below was becoming more and more intense, until Ji Taiping, with a ferocious expression, used all his strength but still couldn't blast the scholar away.

The scholar wobbled as he stood, placing his sword against Ji Taiping's neck. He laughed lightly, and as the sword blade was drawn back, blood splattered, and the head flew off.

The entire square fell into silence.

The only sounds were the heavy thud of the head hitting the ground and the scholar's low whisper, "Ant."

The next moment—

The scholar, with his severe injuries, could no longer stand and fell heavily into the pool of blood. The three-foot-long green blade was still tightly gripped in his hand, but the sword intent that had surged out of his body suddenly disappeared, and he looked like an ordinary scholar with no strength to bind a chicken.

"Swoosh!"

A Golden Core shot out from Ji Taiping's corpse, but it was quickly intercepted by a SkyMock Sect disciple, who respectfully handed it to Chen Xiu.

". "

Chen Xiu took the Golden Core and looked down at the scholar lying in the pool of blood, smiling lightly, "Sometimes, I still envy this kind of talent."

With a wave of his sleeve, the scholar was taken back into his small world and sent to the Alchemy Hall of the SkyMock Sect's small world. The Starlight Sect Leader, who had already prepared a healing pill, immediately fed it to the scholar! The Alchemy genius and his wife were also there, helping out.

"Congratulations, Sect Leader, the Second Elder has entered the realm of Man and Sword as One. Once his injuries recover, his strength will surely increase greatly!"

At this moment—

The SkyMock Sect disciples in the sky, all with complex expressions, came to congratulate him. They had seen many geniuses like this, and it was easy for them to feel inferior. Among them were also Sword Cultivators, but after a lifetime of hard cultivation, they had never entered this realm.

The sword intent on his body vanished in an instant, which was the highest realm of the Sword Dao, Man and Sword as One, where the sword intent could be controlled at will.

The kind of personality that values the sword above one's life, where one's very existence is tied to the sword, is not something that can be easily cultivated through later training. Those who force themselves to cultivate such a personality, like Ji Taiping, often have unstable realms, akin to the Second Elder's innate talent for Sword Cultivation.

If it weren't for being hunted down and crippled years ago, he would undoubtedly have reached even greater heights by now.

To be honest, they do have some resentment towards the fact that the First, Second, and Third Elders have lower cultivation levels than them. Although they know that they joined the SkyMock Sect primarily because of Chen Xiu, they also believe that they shouldn't be overshadowed by a group with lower cultivation.

Today, the Second Elder completely shattered their notion.

Everyone clearly understands that as long as the Second Elder continues to grow smoothly, there will come a day when they won't even dare to speak loudly in his presence. Their potential is visible, but the Second Elder's potential is hidden.

Initially, they thought the Sect Leader was only showing favoritism due to past sentiments, allowing these people to sit in the Elder's position. But now, it seems that's not the case.

Even the Second Elder has such outstanding qualities.

The First Elder must have even more exceptional abilities. As for the Third Elder, who remains silent and rarely speaks, he must possess even greater strengths, perhaps in the form of a silent cultivation technique.

Such a practice of maintaining silence is a way of cultivation.

With this, the SkyMock Sect has an unparalleled Celestial Pride, three top-tier Celestial Prides, and a group of old monsters as their core disciples.

Everyone exchanged glances, seeing the same thought in each other's eyes. This hastily assembled sect seemed to have an infinite future!

For a moment, a sense of unity and belonging to the sect emerged among the group.

".

Chen Xiu looked at the group of old foxes with a faint smile, not saying a word. In terms of longevity, no one there could compare to him, and he naturally understood what they were thinking.

People admire strength.

In this regard, men may even surpass women. Women willingly dedicate themselves to men they admire, while men are willing to sacrifice their lives for men they admire.

For a man, dying for someone he admires is a great honor.

The simplest way to increase the sect's unity and sense of belonging is to—

Let these people see the sect's future!

And let them know that their Sect Leader is strong enough!

Let them know that by following the Sect Leader and the sect, they may encounter some hardships along the way, but there will come a day when they reach a destination they've never been to before.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the Qu Family Supreme Elder, who stood not far away with a deathly pale face, and spoke softly.

"Kill him, and while you're at it, raid the Qu Family."

"Yes, sir!"

Dozens of voices responded, and several dozen cultivators at the Golden Core Peak Grand Completion stage surrounded him with malicious smiles. It was a battle with no suspense, and in the blink of an eye, it was over. It was thirty-some against one, and even if you were the Sect Leader, you would be the one to die.

Well, if you were the Sect Leader, they would be the ones to die.

The existence of a Sect Leader is not something ordinary people can compare to. Even if they all attacked together, they would definitely not be able to defeat the Sect Leader.

This is a bit helpless.

With this matter concluded, before leaving, Chen Xiu still helped the naked man lying in a pool of blood, covering him with a piece of clothing, and dug an unmarked grave on Qingfeng Peak, burying Ji Jianian inside.

After standing silently in front of Ji Jianian's grave for a moment, he turned and left with a calm expression, transforming into a stream of light and shooting towards Fat State.

Once the scholar's injuries were fully healed, they could set off.

No matter what happened in the past.

At least he succeeded.

With the support of the Sword Bone, the Heavenly Dao Beauty, the Sword Cultivation heritage, and the unstable realm of Ji Taiping, White Robe smoothly entered the realm of Man and Sword as One. Without him, White Robe might never have reached this realm in his lifetime.

Having talent is just the threshold to enter this realm.

To truly step into it,

One needs not only talent but also fate.

At this moment, inside the Fat City Lord's Mansion.

Chen Xiu was sitting in the City Lord's chair, looking at the Fat City Lord kneeling on the ground before him, sobbing uncontrollably.

"National Teacher!"

The Fat City Lord sobbed, his voice trembling, "I'm a Seventh Stage Golden Core Physical Cultivator. National Teacher, please take Xiao Fei with you. My iron fists can definitely smash through any obstacles for you!"

"Without you, how can I live?"

The man before him was named Xiao Fei.

He had forgotten his original name, but he remembered that the man's original name was quite a mouthful, so he changed it to Xiao Fei because it was more convenient.

Chen Xiu's expression remained calm, and after a moment, he smiled lightly, "I asked you to stay away from the capital for thirty years, and you didn't complain at all. Didn't you ever think that I was kicking you out of the core power circle of the capital?"

"Not at all!"

Xiao Fei, kneeling on the ground, raised three fingers solemnly, "I swear to heaven, I never had such thoughts. In my life, I've even doubted whether I have a wandering private child, but I've never doubted the National Teacher."

"Agreed."

Chen Xiu didn't say much more. He stood up from the City Lord's chair, walked down, and took the man kneeling on the ground into his Pocket World. Then, he spoke softly, "Go find Fat Dragon to receive the disciple token and sect clothing."

Soon, ten more days passed.

During these ten days, Chen Xiu had obtained another one hundred Fifth Rank Tao Virtue Golden Core Pills. However, he didn't need them for the time being and planned to give them to Fat Dragon, who would set a reasonable sect contribution value for them.

This would allow the disciples below to exchange them by making contributions to the sect.

For those who have not yet reached the Golden Core Peak Grand Completion stage, the allure of this pill is still very strong.

He planned to keep the rest for the scholar, so that the scholar's cultivation could improve faster and become a powerful force for the SkyMock Sect. After leaving, he would check the market situation.

If this pill is not overly rare in the outside world and the price is reasonable, he will take some out to exchange for Spirit Stones.

(End of Chapter)

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