Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 249 - 172: Three Swords Subdue the Horde of Monsters_2

Chapter 249: Chapter 172: Three Swords Subdue the Horde of Monsters_2

He waved his hand, and from the distant seven Sword Mountains, Taoist Swords flew out, symbolizing the entirety of Broken Sword Mountain.

Yun Miao teased, "Are you, old beggar, going to benefit whether you win or lose?"

It wasn’t just this generation; setting foot on Broken Sword Mountain felt like a contamination to their Daoist Sect. Moreover, with the reality of inheriting the Sword Master lineage and broadly accepting sword followers, the causal entanglements remained uncut and reasons muddled.

"Red Dust is not a person from our Broken Sword Mountain, nor has the Immortal Sword ever decreed to our Broken Sword Mountain."

Xuan Wufeng implied something. He had never stated that Broken Sword Mountain must help Gu Wen.

In terms of seniority, Gu Wen was older than all the Sword Masters present. Xuan Wufeng, the most talented person from Broken Sword Mountain in ten thousand years, and the only demi immortal aside from the founding patriarch, had to address him as his senior.

Because Gu Wen had mastered the True Sword Dao, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that it was personally transmitted by the founding ancestor.

Yet a sect could be ruthless to preserve itself, often appearing cold-blooded as an institution of inheritance and governance.

Huayang and Yun Miao exchanged glances before Huayang asked, "How should we discuss superiority, and how should we discuss victory or defeat?"

"In terms of merits, we’ve been old friends, I wouldn’t stoop to cheating."

Xuan Wufeng’s answer was ambiguous, yet both Yun Miao accepted it.

If it were about merits, then Chi Yu Zi and Gu Wen would be immediately eliminated—the former facing the test of a demi immortal, the latter with shallow cultivation.

Against his equal, it was inconsequential, and those who dominated were of too high a realm. For instance, Long Tai Ao Heng from the Dragon Clan, if he were on the same level as Gu Wen, that blow on that day wouldn’t have left him alive.

Yun Miao said, "I remember your Sword Sect, aside from Heavenly Spring Mountain, also nurtures Sword Fruits in a secret realm. You lose, give that thing to us."

"That’s a divine object only nurtured every thousand years; are you trying to carve flesh from me?"

Xuan Wufeng looked pained, as cultivating Sword Fruit in Immortal Land required a thousand years, and in the cultivation world, it would take at least ten thousand years and might still not bear fruit.

Sword Fruit was the Sword Master’s salary for a millennium; otherwise, some might not wish to be leaders. Because compared to power, the pursuit of becoming immortal was more appealing.

Communicating telepathically with past Sword Masters, they reached a consensus in less than ten breaths.

"Agreed, but we have a condition; this Sword Fruit can only go to Red Dust."

If it ended up with Gu Wen, at least it was a transmission from the Immortal Sword. If it fell into others’ hands, it really would be like making a wedding dress for someone else.

"Agreed."

Huayang nodded. Xuan Wufeng exchanged thoughts with past Sword Masters for a while and finally confirmed the candidate as Xiao Yunyi, sending the message into Immortal Land.

He clung to Yun Miao’s shoulder, complaining, "This time you Daoist Sect has truly bullied us. I thought you didn’t want it before, why are you biting so hard now?"

Huayang’s face turned dark. Wasn’t this publicly slapping his face?

"Get lost, don’t play cute with Daoist after taking advantage."

Yun Miao shoved off Xuan Wufeng, also showing no pleasant expression.

This bet seemed like a loss for Broken Sword Mountain, but in reality, it was the other party using emotional connections and formality to pressurize the Daoist Sect. Even before Gu Wen had mastered the True Sword Dao, they had recognized his potential to become immortal.

With or without the Immortal Sword, the Daoist Sect would not let go, even if it was a favorable bet, they wouldn’t risk it.

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The mountains fell silent, followed by countless beast roars overlapping each other.

All because of a word from Gu Wen, provoking their anger—if they were a single devil beast, hearing the name of the Immortal Sword would chill their courage.

Now that they gathered in groups, they almost represented the elite from the major Great Cave Heavens of Jianmu, how could a few small cats be so bold?

"Silence."

White Tiger glanced back, and in just a moment, quiet returned; over a hundred devil beasts were silenced.

This candidate for Sword Immortal was indeed audacious, but he despised those who could only howl. If they were truly angry, they should come down and stand before him instead of rallying from the periphery.

This era had been tainted by humans; all devil species had learned human behavior norms, becoming cunning and weak.

Baidi Xun transformed into a human form, which facilitated communication. Seeing his countenance and his cyan-purple pupils, Jun Yan’s expression subtly changed.

Face to face, Baidi Xun’s eyes held appreciation, sizing up Gu Wen like a superior, "So you are that Sword Immortal candidate? Not bad, truly impressive, able to force me back across ranks."

A foundation of sixty-six levels, only two levels higher than mine, yet so arrogant?

A hundred zhang away, Gu Wen’s eyes narrowed slightly, his killing intent growing stronger.

Jun Yan’s voice reached his ears, but Gu Wen had already stepped forward, his Sword Step tearing through the air, bringing a howling wind.

Jun Yan’s Divine Thought was thread-like, turning his head to communicate telepathically with Chi Yu Zi, because her defense was the strongest, capable of intervening in battles unharmed and bringing people back.

’This devil beast might be somewhat troublesome; go bring Red Dust back.’

’This big cat is only two levels higher than Red Dust; to kill it with two swords would still be overconsiderate.’

Chi Yu Zi frowned but didn’t immediately act; she listened to Gu Wen, not Jun Yan.

Once the speaking rights were in someone’s hands, their authority could also hinder others from exercising corresponding power. Thinking back to the initial Heavenly Spring Mountain days, Jun Yan could still reason with Chi Yu Zi for help.

’If I’m not mistaken, this devil beast has a reputation spanning tens of thousands of years in the major Great Cave Heavens of Jianmu, known as the unparalleled genius with cyan-purple celestial eyes that suppress all beings, once comparable to the Three Pure Daoists.’

"Red Dust, possessing three major Immortal Skills, is not weaker than others."

"But the White Tiger Clan commands countless Divine Skills; their Tiger Venerable Divine Skill can continuously oppress the spirits of those around. Without a Dao heart as firm as a rock, it is easy to be suppressed and rendered immobile."

As they conversed, a sword’s cry mingled with the tiger’s roar penetrated their ears.

A blast of wild wind battered their faces, looking up the wind howled, with the sword wielder and Tiger Venerable each occupying one side, merely the clash of their auras was already earthshaking.