Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 122 - 103: Consulting the Three Pure Ones Guardian

Chapter 122: Chapter 103: Consulting the Three Pure Ones Guardian

"Poking at someone’s sore spot is the most effective defense breaker," the faces of the True Monarchs, led by Hai Kun, immediately turned as red as cooked shrimp.

The opportunity to hammer Spiritual Treasures into Taoist Soldiers at Heavenly Spring Mountain was tremendous, a chance that had never been possible before.

Previously it was exclusive to Broken Sword Mountain, for no one could surpass them in the realm of the sword. Now, with no limit on the number of participants, it wasn’t Broken Sword Mountain’s intention, but an anomaly truly had occurred at Heavenly Spring Mountain, and there might even be Immortality Pills to be found there.

Therefore, they wouldn’t let go easily, but it seemed like they were unable to defeat this new generation of prodigies.

Hai Kun’s face was flushed with red, but he was no longer as impulsive as before. He said, "Junior Sister, let’s talk later, come down first so you’re not used as a pawn."

Clang!

Countless spiritual swords poured out from the wine house, spreading across the entire sky like a tide. Chi Yu Zi, standing on the path formed by spiritual swords, held the Taoist Sword Chi Yu in one hand, pointing it downwards at Hai Kun, a cultivator of the Body Integration Realm.

"Hai Kun, come up and fight or get lost."

Hai Kun sighed, knowing he couldn’t back down from a fight today. He waved his sleeve, and a thousand spiritual swords emerged from the Sword Box on his back, stepping onto a sword and rising into the air.

The surge of spiritual swords circled above Luodu, a hundred yards high; any higher would have exceeded the heaven’s limit, but it was sufficient for them to display their might.

Hai Kun still did not want to fight and advised, "Junior Sister, you have just left the sect and are unaware of the dangers of the world. The one who spoke to you earlier is a Guardian from the Sanqing Taoist Sect. Because of the Immortality Pill, they have been targeted by many; he is using you as a shield."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he knew it wasn’t that simple.

Chi Yu Zi revealed an enthusiastic smile and said, "Right now, I just want to confirm one thing. How does your Eighth Level Dao Foundation compare to my Sixth Level?"

Before, no one had dared to kill an enemy across Dao Foundations, even though a Dao Foundation Perfection was theoretically counted as one level. But the older generation of True Monarchs always had the advantage in resources and experience, and the major sects wouldn’t let their prodigies take such risks.

It was generally True Monarchs like Hai Kun who would fight against other True Monarchs, serving as protectors and giving some people a reason to enter the Immortal Land.

But recently, a Guardian of the Three Pure Ones named Gu Wen broke the rules. Born a slave without understanding the rules, he had publicly pursued and succeeded in killing a True Monarch.

This was also why Chi Yu Zi took a different view of Gu Wen. He was wildly arrogant, which suited her and the intentions of all prodigies.

Otherwise, why would they guide Gu Wen? It wasn’t just for the face of being a Three Pure Ones Guardian, but because of the impact that Gu Wen’s actions had had on many other prodigies.

Chi Yu Zi also wanted to see if she could burst these old things!

"Are you really up for a fight? I won’t be responsible if you get hurt."

A thousand spiritual swords also gathered around Hai Kun, but he only had one Taoist Sword.

Chi Yu Zi raised her hand and a thousand swords merged into one, a hundred yards tall, like white jade. The Sword Control dharma form appeared, and as the hundred-yard giant sword danced, the wind howled, causing the tiles of the city below to clatter.

"Words are superfluous!"

Boom!

The two giant swords clashed in the sky, like fireworks, then split back into countless spiritual swords.

Under the influence of a former and current prodigy from the Sword Control Sect, the myriad spiritual swords hummed and danced with the wind, swelling like the waters of the Yangtze River, as two heavenly rivers fiercely collided.

Hai Kun, cautious not to hurt Chi Yu Zi, held back a third of his strength out of the dignity of an elder. Suddenly, dozens of Divine Thoughts attached to the spiritual swords vanished, and the sound of breaking swords filled his ears as a river of Sword Qi was breached.

A cobalt Taoist Sword broke through the heavy Sword Array, grazing his cheek. Blood flowed from the wound, staining his collar red.

Chi Yu Zi landed at an opening in the Sword Array, and more of her spiritual swords poured in, struggling against the surrounding ones, slowly prying open an even larger gap.

Now, the difference between the fulfilled and the unfulfilled began to show. He was at the pinnacle of Body Integration Realm with a Fourth Level Dao Foundation Perfection and Primordial Spirit, while Chi Yu Zi had a Fifth Level Dao Foundation Perfection with a Seventh Transition Golden Core.

The Golden Core is the source of Mana, with each transition being another level of heaven. His Golden Core compared to Chi Yu Zi’s was as iron to rotting wood.

Hai Kun raised his hand to command his Taoist Sword, but a flying sword instantly knocked it away. He was already at a disadvantage.

"You lost, concede or fight to the death."

Chi Yu Zi still held a Taoist Sword, its crimson blade pointing at Hai Kun.

She felt a surge of emotion within her, a mix of anger and Daoist determination. She was set on proving she was stronger than the previous generation, on demonstrating she could overcome a True Monarch despite the disparity in their levels.

That act of Gu Wen’s that day had been like a seed planted in the hearts of all the proud geniuses.

Those who surpass their own level are acknowledged as prodigies; those who surpass their generation are truly peerless.

The opponent, though still with some strength left, had lost the will to fight and shook his head with a bitter smile, "I concede, I concede."

Hai Kun, as a Cultivator in the Mahayana Realm, would certainly win a real life-and-death struggle by relying on his deeper reserves and his Dao Foundation that was a whole stage higher than Chi Yu Zi’s. But Chi Yu Zi, with a Sixth Level Dao Foundation, had fought him to a draw. In turn, wasn’t that a form of defeat for him?

A sect producing such a supreme genius should be cause for celebration, yet the sensation of being trampled upon was a mix of complex emotions.

Chi Yu Zi didn’t completely disregard the camaraderie among fellow sect members, happily putting away her spiritual sword, she landed and scrambled over to Gu Wen to pour drinks for him.

"Come! I toast to you, Red Dust. Your mouth really is sharp."

"If you want to drink, drink, but don’t mess up my hair."

The expression on Hai Kun’s already bitter face grew even more so.

Whose wild kid is this?

As he began to worry whether his sect’s Saint Daughter could be seduced by this wild kid, Chi Yu Zi turned her head to drink with Xiao Yunyi, then went to Jun Yan, and finally, standing in front of Yu Hua, she seemed somewhat at a loss.

Below, the True Monarchs erupted into an uproar.

The old-timers exchanged glances and conferred in hushed tones, no one eager to step forward.

After all, they were not fools; they had noticed that the talent of this generation’s prodigies was absurdly high. Any one of them could be the top contender of a previous generation.

They finally put forward a Buddhist Sect successor’s protector, but the old nun called out for the Jade Sword Buddha for a long time with no response—the one who had entered the world this time didn’t even pay attention to their own protector.

Eventually, a Demon Sect successor’s protector was pushed out, an old man of short stature covered in poisonous sores. He had barely stood out to make a call when.

A handsome man in a black robe with purple eyes was already standing at the railing, looking down with a smile, "Protector, it could be deadly."

"Hehehe... May I know what the Saint Heir wishes to do with this old servant?"

A stick of incense later, Jun Yan’s own protector came back beaten black and blue, dragged along by the former.

He had just returned to the third floor when Gu Wen came up to him, asking, "Senior, there’s something this junior doesn’t understand."

Jun Yan was generous with his guidance, not even minding the nearby prodigies. The techniques of the Buddha, Tao, and Demon Sword were widely known—did they not learn them because they didn’t want to?

The third to make a move was Lan Yongning of the Wen Sword, who was a lot more low-key. He, with a Sixth Level Dao foundation, completely defeated a True Monarch with a Seventh Level Dao Foundation; in terms of Dao Foundation levels, the other party had really fought beyond their level.

After the fight ended and Lan Yongning landed, Gu Wen greeted him with a smile as though he were a humble tea boy at an inn, perfectly embodying the principle of not being ashamed to ask and learn.

Having gained the first layer of understanding of the True Sword Dao, Gu Wen’s comprehension of the Sword Dao had improved greatly. This meant he could now grasp insights into swordsmanship that he previously didn’t understand, allowing him to further tap into the Heavenly Marrow.

The True Monarchs were a bit numb—why were these young people ignoring the proper martial conduct?

"It must be that kid’s bad influence; otherwise, would my sect’s successors act so disrespectfully towards their mentors and the Dao?"

Suddenly, someone pointed the finger at Gu Wen, who had immediately become the focus of most people, drawing all eyes to him.

At that moment, he was badgering Xiao Yunyi for guidance on sword techniques. This prodigy, renowned as the foremost in Sword Dao, was unquestionably Gu Wen’s "Sword Dao crush."

Xiao Yunyi, who also practiced the True Sword Dao, who knew how much Heavenly Marrow he could glean from him? He had calculated it all—if Jun Yan, Chi Yu Zi, and Wen Sword, among others, each represented a starting point of ten years, then wasn’t it reasonable for Xiao Yunyi to give twenty?

When Gu Wen heard someone calling him out, he stepped forward and looked down, not waiting for their taunts, bluntly asking, "Who amongst you wants to fight me?"