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Chapter 259: Twenty Years of Refinement, A Sword Saint Slays a Martial Saint (Part 2)
Chapter 259: Twenty Years of Refinement, A Sword Saint Slays a Martial Saint (Part 2)
Hummm—
At this moment, Huang Jianjiu's voice resonated like a tide, echoing throughout the entire Su family manor.
All the cultivators of the Su family watched in silence.
The hoarse cheers seemed to quiet down, leaving only a deep, raspy cry that was barely audible yet seemed to shake the heavens.
The Heaven-Earth Chessboard seemed unable to block out this sound.
The sound, like a surging tide, carried the sword light that rose into the sky, echoing throughout the entire Heavenly Origin Dao City!
...
...
[Prison Lotus Mouth Roar Soul Shaking General Strange Temple]
The temple stood tall, bathed in the moon's shadow.
The moonlight, like a delicate silk veil, shone upon the black tiles.
Atop the roof.
A man in a simple Confucian robe with a long, beautiful beard closed the book in his hand and let out a soft sigh.
The rolling sound of thunder, accompanied by the bursting sword light, reached his ears.
"Twenty years of hardship, polishing a sword to enter the realm of the Martial Saint..."
"A fleeting brilliance, like a firefly covering the bright moon."
"What a pity..."
The Great Elder of the Heavenly Origin Sect, Fang Hanshu, stood with his Confucian robe fluttering, a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
Below.
Su Leibao, the Great Elder of the Su family, tightly gripped his dragon-head cane. The ground beneath him cracked like a spider web, and his entire body's energy was suppressed within a small space, rendering him immobile!
...
...
[Six Desires Demon Slayer Lu Xuan Sword Immortal Strange Temple]
Si Fengzhiqi, the governor of the Temple Guardian Bureau, stood before the temple, sensing a sharp gust of wind in the air and the sword intent that seemed to resonate with the Strange Temple.
Si Fengzhiqi shook his head, "Such a talented swordsman, what a pity..."
"To obtain the Lu Xuan Sword Immortal's legacy is no small feat."
"His potential is not limited to this. His sword... may even have the chance to open the Heavenly Gate in the future."
Si Fengzhiqi felt a deep sense of admiration.
But twenty years of polishing a sword had taken too much.
Now, everything had come to a definitive end.
This sword strike, with its dazzling brilliance, was like a fleeting blossom.
Yet, it was merely a fleeting moment.
Yuwen Wenlong, standing nearby, also felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, as if he sensed the sharpness of cutting through life in this sword strike.
If this sword had been directed at him, even if he could block it, it would have been a formidable challenge!
What a formidable sword strike! How could Huang Jianjiu unleash such a powerful blow?!
...
...
Heavenly Origin Sect.
Outer Sect, Disciples' City.
Elder's Court.
Jiao Shaoqiu was in the courtyard, guiding the children in their cultivation.
Several children were diligently practicing under the moonlight when the news spread that the Grand Master was about to emerge from seclusion and conduct the final recruitment assessment for his personal disciples during the Qingming Festival.
All the children under ten years old in the sect became extremely diligent, striving to make a last-ditch effort to seize the seemingly slim chance of becoming a disciple of the Grand Master.
If he could truly become the Sect Master's personal disciple, he wouldn't have to worry about cultivation resources for the rest of his life. The entire Heavenly Origin Sect's resources would be at his disposal, and according to rumors... he might even have a chance to participate in the Grand Peaches Feast hosted by the Empress herself in the Divine Capital!
This feast is not just an ordinary gathering, but a competition of strength. Once one gains fame in this feast, they will become renowned throughout the entire world.
What young man doesn't have the ambition to make a name for himself?
Jiao Shaoqiu was instructing the children in their cultivation. As the Outer Sect's Grand Elder, he had guided countless talented disciples, and many of his students had become accomplished cultivators.
Suddenly, Jiao Shaoqiu sensed a surge of sword Qi soaring into the sky, and his eyes narrowed abruptly.
His words of guidance abruptly halted, his voice stiffening.
In the courtyard, many of the sword-wielding youths felt their swords trembling uncontrollably in their hands, and cries of surprise echoed endlessly.
Jiao Shaoqiu's body trembled, and he abruptly turned to look at the source of the soaring sword light.
The sword light was dazzling, as if a Sword Immortal had descended from the heavens, tearing through the moonlit sky.
It was as if the sword was challenging the heavens to a contest of height!
This sword, in harmony with the heavens and earth, could be called the Sword Saint's Sword!
This sword...
"Sword Nine..."
Jiao Shaoqiu's lips trembled.
This was Huang Jianjiu's most powerful sword technique, known as Sword Nine.
It was a technique Huang Jianjiu had obtained from the Strange Temple of the Sword Immortal. Initially, Huang Jianjiu had returned in great excitement, sharing this good news with Jiao Shaoqiu.
To Jiao Shaoqiu, Huang Jianjiu rarely kept secrets.
Everyone thought Huang Jianjiu had fallen, but Jiao Shaoqiu understood that Huang Jianjiu... was nurturing his sword, cultivating a killing sword.
Now...
This killing sword had been unsheathed.
But Huang Jianjiu only had this one technique, Sword Nine.
The old man suddenly appeared extremely aged, his back hunched as he retreated two steps, his legs trembling as he sat down on the wooden floor under the eaves, sighing in dismay.
"Child..."
"My child..."
...
...
Boom!
Huang Jianjiu raised his head, his sword intent piercing the cold air.
His black hair flew wildly, and his entire body stood tall like a sword, bathed in moonlight, resembling a Sword Immortal treading on moonlight.
The Heaven-Earth Chessboard spun endlessly above his head.
Suddenly, a phantom Ink City emerged!
The city trembled violently.
Soon, the tightly shut city gates of the city burst open!
A terrifying pressure, akin to a mountain collapsing, descended from the sky, covering everything in its path!
In an instant, the power and aura erupted, causing the heavens and earth to seem as if they were collapsing and folding!
Withering away all obstacles, the earth shook and mountains crumbled!
The entire Su Family compound, all the Divine Essence and Grand Masters, felt as if the celestial river's dam had broken, and the waters of the celestial river poured down in a torrential flood!
Then, everyone saw countless ink-black clouds blossoming in the sky, resembling a gigantic swirling vortex!
Even the night sky was obscured!
The next moment, all the Su Family members' eyes narrowed, their hairs standing on end, petrified like wooden chickens!
They saw—
Within the black vortex, a figure tumbled out, disheveled and covered in scorch marks, with many hideous wounds!
Drop after drop of blood, resembling precious pearls, fell like a torrential rain!
Fierce and scorching!
A terrifying aura, merging with the heavens and earth, covered everything, and the moment it appeared, it carried a thunderous roar like a mountain tsunami!
Martial Saint!
A Su Family Grand Master gasped in shock.
Su Family's Patriarch... Su Wenxi!
A Martial Saint!
At this moment, he appeared so disheveled, on the verge of death!
"Ox Demon—!!!"
Su Wenxi was expelled from the Ink City, his furious roar echoing from his throat!
His five fingers clenched, like a thunderous roar and a volcanic eruption, the terrifying force tearing through the sky and enveloping his body!
Ox Demon?
The person who had injured Su Wenxi so badly...
Was it the Netherworld's Ox Demon? Everyone was stunned.
But someone's face remained calm!
As if the moment they saw the Ink City tremble, they had guessed the Ox Demon's intention.
Buzzing—
A dazzling sword light soared from the ground, and in an instant, the earth, shrouded by ink-black mist, brightened!
The sword light soared into the sky, and all sounds ceased!
It was as if time and space had frozen in that moment!
This was because the sword's speed was too fast!
Su Wenxi had just been expelled from the Ink City, his mind shaken, still unfamiliar with the dizzying sensation of traversing two realms, causing his scalp to tingle!
Sword intent!
An aura...
Terrifyingly powerful and purely focused on the sword!
Without divine essence...
Only the sword!
The Sword Saint's Sword!
Su Wenxi looked down and saw nine sword lights rising, like a fleeting glimpse of a blooming flower, swirling endlessly. The sword lights were like wind, water, fire, the vast ocean, stars and moon, and the scorching sun!
Nine swords!
Sword Nine!
Deadly strike!
Su Wenxi's hairs stood on end, finally feeling the bone-chilling, heart-piercing crisis of death!
Deadly strike?
No!
Su Wenxi abruptly raised his head and saw a figure leaping out from the Ink City, a dazzling blade light radiating from him, covering the sky and earth!
Li Che's eyes shone like lightning, his Ox Demon mask exuding wild arrogance.
As he burst out of the Ink City!
The three-pronged double-edged blade in his left hand was instantly stimulated by the power of the Dragon Elephant Vajra Fruit!
In an instant—
The blade's cry rang out, the clanging sound echoing endlessly!
Thousand Mountains Solo Traveling Divine Blade!
His five fingers clenched, like a divine sword piercing through five voids, grasping the Eight Treasure Dark Gold Thunder Dragon Staff!
He swept it down fiercely!
In that moment, the staff seemed to have sprouted three prongs and two blades!
A tremor!
The blade's light was dazzling, and from his left arm, a terrifying, brilliant blade light burst forth, covering everything in its path!
The clear blade's cry was like a thunderous roar following the clouds, with thunder dragons raising their heads, roaring across the world!
Slash—!!!
In that instant, the blade's light was equally dazzling.
Sword Nine rose from below!
Thousand Mountains Solo Traveling Blade descended from above!
Up and down...
Both were deadly strikes!
Su Wenxi's eyes widened, his arms flung open and raised, but at this moment, his heart trembled violently, the taste of death spreading throughout his body, enveloping his entire being!
He couldn't escape...
Nor could he block it.
"I'm going to die!" Su Wenxi roared, his fist clenched, eyes wide with fury, and a murderous aura swirling around him as he charged towards the Ox Demon descending from above.
His determination to kill the Ox Demon surpassed even Huang Jianjiu's.
"Let's perish together!"
Su Wenxi's domineering aura was unmatched, and even in this moment, he was willing to trade his life for the Ox Demon's.
Huang Jianjiu's sword technique had reached the realm of a Sword Saint, and this sword strike...
Even in his prime, facing this attack would be extremely challenging, and he would likely suffer severe injuries. At this moment, weakened by the torment of the Netherworld's formidable foes, how could he possibly defend himself?
Moreover, after this sword strike, Huang Jianjiu's death was certain!
Su Wenxi naturally chose to exchange his life for the Ox Demon's.
One for two, he, Su Wenxi, did not lose out!
Boom!
A terrifying yet brilliant fist strike, like a dark eagle suddenly spreading its wings in mid-air.
Facing the overwhelming blade aura, he countered with a powerful punch.
A life-for-life exchange?
In the instant the blade aura descended.
Li Che's five fingers clasped the Flying Thunder Chess Pieces, and he executed a displacement technique...
Disappearing right before Su Wenxi's eyes...
Leaving only countless blade auras to collide with each other!
Boom!!!
The fist intent and blade aura clashed incessantly, but in the end...
Nine streaks of sword aura instantly pierced through Su Wenxi's body, causing blood to spurt out like a fountain.
The blood of a powerful Martial Saint warrior splattered, his vigorous essence dissipating like a blazing fire in the sky.
Li Che, with his five fingers clasping the Flying Thunder Chess Pieces, appeared beside Huang Jianjiu.
He left the Flying Thunder Chess Pieces by Huang Jianjiu's side, and at that moment, he executed the displacement technique, avoiding Su Wenxi's desperate attack.
A life-or-death struggle?
Li Che never took such risks.
He had a family, a daughter, and a wife...
How could he possibly risk his life? He, Li Che, valued his life above all.
Su Wenxi's body lay sprawled in the air, blood dripping and swaying as it fell. He stood with a clenched fist, his eyes wide and round.
A punch shattered countless blade auras...
Turning back, he saw the towering Ox Demon standing beside Huang Jianjiu.
"Despicable..."
Su Wenxi coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Huang Jianjiu's ninth sword strike had severed all his vitality, even piercing through his primordial spirit and consciousness.
His life...
was over.
Su Wenxi swayed in the air, a hint of sorrow in his eyes. He had devoured countless women's talents to reach his current height and break through to the Martial Saint realm...
Yet, this was how he would meet his end.
He, Su Wenxi...
was not resigned to this fate!
Plop, plop, plop, plop—
Amidst countless shocked and fiery gazes.
His body shattered into nine segments, falling from the sky with a loud crash.
The Ox Demon, quick as lightning, extended his five fingers and captured a Heaven Earth Jade from a piece of the corpse, as if plucking a wildflower from the roadside.
Bang, bang, bang, bang—
Dust and smoke rose.
Scorching blood corroded the ground, creating a large pit.
Huang Jianjiu held his sword diagonally.
The fiery white sword aura on his forehead...
Only a wisp of smoke remained, dissipating into the air.
Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss—
On Huang Jianjiu's body, the dense death aura and corpse aura began to devour, slowly consuming his vitality.
"I'm going to die."
Huang Jianjiu stood amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, exhaling a breath.
He looked at the Ox Demon, feeling a sense of emotion, wanting to offer comfort.
Then, he saw the Ox Demon ignore his words and walk straight to Su Wenxi's Martial Saint corpse, his fingers trembling as he collected the remains.
The Ox Demon glanced at him.
"Do you want me to help you collect them?"
Huang Jianjiu: "..."
Such a cold and heartless fellow.
He shook his head.
He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to the Ox Demon.
Turning back, he glanced at the tightly closed courtyard behind him.
With a light smile, he untied the wine gourd hanging at his waist, covered in sword marks, and took a gulp.
After two sips, he could no longer taste any flavor in the wine.
The Demi-God Corpse was still a corpse...
His sense of taste had long been severed.
Drinking the wine, he staggered across the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, heading towards the Su Family Manor.
Not a single Grandmaster from the Su Family dared to stop him.
After all...
The image of Huang Jianjiu killing a Martial Saint with a single sword strike was too powerful to ignore.
Li Che glanced at Huang Jianjiu's swaying figure.
He shook his head.
With a light tap of his toes, his body merged into the darkness.
The Heaven-Earth Chessboard dissipated, and the cold moonlight poured down.
Within Heavenly Origin Dao City...
One powerful divine consciousness after another swept through.
And then...
Gasps of shock filled the air!
In everyone's perception...
Huang Jianjiu bathed in moonlight, drinking and staggering.
The slanted moonlight illuminated the wide main road of Heavenly Origin Dao City, casting a long shadow.
His pace seemed slow.
But in reality, he moved swiftly.
He summoned the last trace of his sword aura, the power of the burning incense pillar.
He arrived at Drunken Goose Tower.
He returned upstairs.
There, he saw the Boss Lady still lying on the table, drunk and snoring loudly.
He threw his sword to the ground.
He pulled a chair and sat beside her.
Huang Jianjiu lifted his lips slightly, tilting his head to the side, his elbow resting on the table, and his palm gently curved, supporting his chin.
He extended his hand and gently placed it on the Boss Lady's head, which was wrapped in a floral cloth.
The snoring Boss Lady, lying face down, trembled slightly...
In his scarlet eyes, the gaze was like water.
The sword aura was like frost.
Slowly, he closed his eyes.
The cold moonlight illuminated the two of them, as if they were both asleep.
This plotline is finally complete. Everyone, please share your thoughts. Perhaps I wasn't in the best state yesterday when I wrote half of it, so the continuation might not be up to par. I usually sit and write an entire chapter in six or seven hours straight. Well, without further ado, let's continue the journey! Please support with monthly votes, recommendations, and by following the story! Old Li thanks you!
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