Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 471 - 465 Birthday Banquet 2

Chapter 471: Chapter 465 Birthday Banquet 2

Lin Xin glanced down and saw the Spirit Heart Villa and others in the ranks of the Radiant Sun Sect. Lin Xinyuan and Liu Zong’s Liu Yuan were together, with a group of disciples subtly forming a Formation, ready to defend themselves at all times. As long as they weren’t targeted by a Golden Core True Monarch, their safety wouldn’t be a big issue.

This time, the Radiant Sun Sect didn’t come under its own name but hid their identity, assuming the guise of the Yellow Sand Sect to come and offer birthday felicitations. Thus, they could only stand at the very back of the onlookers, unable to ascend the banquet.

At this moment, at least ten thousand people had entered the Taoist Palace, and the palace somehow managed to completely accommodate everyone, which surprised many attendees.

The provocation and sword challenge from the Wind-Riding Sect seemed to be a rushed unveiling of the true purpose of this birthday banquet.

Lin Xin lifted his cup and took a light sip, watching as a short and plump cultivator from the Wind-Riding Sect stepped forward and waved his hand. Immediately, a woman clad in black leaped out, landing in the midst of everyone, holding a longsword as she saluted.

"Disciple Zhao Yunxia, having supplemented my Swordsmanship for twelve years, I ask for the guidance from the Pine Forest’s esteemed students."

The woman’s features were exquisite and blooming like a flower, her gaze steady on the Supreme Elder Tai Su above.

Tai Su’s expression turned grave, signifying a disciple from his own Sect.

The male disciple flipped over, landing securely opposite Zhao Yunxia. He too held a silver longsword in hand.

"Please enlighten me."

The two faced each other.

Zhao Yunxia shook her longsword vigorously, producing a humming sound, the blade thrusting forward like lightning. The speed was so fast that not just Foundation Establishment cultivators, but even some Golden Core Cultivators couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment.

Shhhh!

The male disciple had no time to react before the blade pierced towards his chest, and his expression instantly changed.

He pushed up the sword hilt in his hand, slamming it against the opponent’s blade while spewing out Spiritual Power.

With a thud, his Spiritual Power was completely unable to affect Zhao Yunxia’s movements, not even causing her posture to distort.

Whoosh.

A pool of fresh blood spilled on the ground.

The male disciple looked on incredulously, retreating several steps while covering his chest, unable to believe that the other party would dare to brazenly kill someone in public.

Tai Su’s expression turned colder, his face twitching at the male disciple’s death.

"Bai Can, you go," he said.

A pale youth with a cold demeanor stepped out from behind him.

The youth took a step forward, and his entire person suddenly turned into an Escape Light, landing in front of Zhao Yunxia.

The previous disciple’s body was immediately cleaned up and taken away.

The entire banquet suddenly cooled down, and even those who had been whispering privately were shocked by the intensity of the confrontation. Since a life had been claimed so early on, cultivators who weren’t privy to the situation also started feeling uneasy.

"Don’t you think that killing in public is going a bit too far?" Bai Can stood steady and glared at her coldly.

"Swordsmanship is naturally not child’s play. Life and death are predestined. If you can’t even accept this fact, you might as well stop practicing the sword," Zhao Yunxia calmly replied with a slight smile.

"Very well, since you’re already aware of this, I won’t hold back any longer."

The pale youth suddenly drew his sword, a White Light with five dots of large Shang Yang needle shot out directly, while his other hand unleashed a vast Sword Shadow, a black heavy Sword roaring with weight as it smashed down toward Zhao Yunxia.

Spiritual Light flickered around him, clearly driving his Protective Aura to the extreme while attacking.

"Foundation Establishment Stage with such profound Cultivation, truly extraordinary."

Compliments couldn’t be restrained from the banquet.

"This is the Basic Sword Techniques and Four Spirits Chongyang Sword of the Pine Forest! Impressive techniques!"

"He’s actually using both hands at once!"

Voices continued to emerge from the banquet.

Zhao Yunxia’s expression shifted slightly as she crossed swords with him in several bouts, her Swift Sword somewhat suppressed. When she thrust nearby him, she couldn’t break his Protective Aura in a short duration.

Circles of Spiritual Light scattered as they attacked and parried, with her gradually being pushed on the defensive.

Both were at the Perfection stage of Foundation Establishment, using neither Talisman nor Divine Skills, merely contesting Swordsmanship.

It was clear that Zhao Yunxia was losing.

However, the short and plump cultivator didn’t seem to be in any hurry.

Lin Xin glanced at him and looked away, his gaze then shifting toward Dugu Lin.

Seeing that his expression was uncertain, Lin Xin wondered what was going through his mind.

"Strike!" Suddenly, Zhao Yunxia threw a short sword, and mid-air there appeared a thunderous boom. The short sword erupted with a mass of thunderous light, brutally hitting the unsuspecting pale youth.

Boom!

The youth was thrown back violently, stumbling and stomping several deep footprints into the ground before finally stabilizing his stance with a sword plunged into the earth.

Splurt!

He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed unconscious.

"A Flying Thunder Sword?!" Tai Su’s complexion turned blue, clearly not expecting this.

"Very good! Worthy of the Wind-Riding Sect’s superior technique!"

He wanted to call someone else to face her, but he realized no one among his disciples could compete with Zhao Yunxia.

The Pine Forest Sword Sect now only had two branches left, one being his Taikun branch and the other, the Mingxin branch, with the remaining branches temporarily merged under these two banners.

Unable to fight from his side, he had no choice but to turn his attention to Dugu Lin.

Dugu Lin, known as the Fairy from the Clouds, was a first-rate expert at the Foundation Establishment Stage, destined to step into the realm of Golden Core True Monarch. If she were to take the stage, victory would surely be secured.

"The Pine Forest Sword Sect, one of the Four Sects, is that all the strength you have?" the short and plump cultivator said with a smile.

"Esteemed elder, one can be careless with food, but words should not be spoken lightly,"

a young man from Dugu Lin’s right side rose up, speaking calmly.

"Be careful," Dugu Lin transmitted.

The youth nodded slightly.

"Since when did the Wind-Riding Sect become proficient in swordsmanship, and when did Elder Dongxie acquire a disciple like you?"

Zhao Yunxia, however, merely smiled and said nothing.

Lin Xin, on the side, found this smile somewhat familiar.

He picked up his cup of wine and gently swayed it without drinking. His gaze remained fixed on Zhao Yunxia.

"Less talk, come down and fight," Zhao Yunxia said indifferently.

The youth also leaped up, lightly landing opposite Zhao Yunxia.

As soon as they stood firm, a burst of black and white spiritual energy fog suddenly emerged from their bodies. The two completely different Taoist intents turned into smoke and charged at each other.

Both had the same intention for a quick fight, using Taoist intent right from the start, going all out.

Their longswords clashed in the fog of black and white Taoist intent, almost silent, and it was over in about ten breaths.

Zhao Yunxia staggered out of the fog, her complexion slightly panicked, and she opened her mouth to shout urgently.

"I acknowl..."

Shick!

A tip of a sword suddenly pierced out from behind her throat, dragged downward, bisecting her chest and chest cavity in one swift motion.

Blood and organs scattered, the stench unbearable.

Protective aura was only useful against cultivators of lower cultivation. To someone as formidable as the youth, it was just like slightly thicker tofu.

Although most of the seated guests were somewhat mentally prepared, seeing a top-notch Foundation Establishment expert die in such a setting was still shocking.

And this was just the beginning; the atmosphere had already become intense. Suddenly, the entire banquet seemed tense.

Some cultivators had already started to leave their seats quietly, obviously not intending to get involved in this birthday celebration. Those Loose Cultivators and assorted sects who came under the pretext of celebrating, hoping to reap some benefits from the mayhem, also began to withdraw one after another upon sensing trouble.

The air at the birthday feast was thick with gunpowder.

"When did the illustrious Fei Yunan of the Swift Sword become a mere Foundation Establishment disciple of the Pine Forest Sword Sect? I don’t recall ever having seen you before," chuckled Zhao Yufeng of the Golden Jade Sect.

The youth just smiled and did not reply.

"I’ll go!"

Another person jumped into the arena, a tall, thin man wielding dual blades.

"Jinlin Blade Zhang Xiukun!"

The pale youth didn’t utter another word but engaged in intense combat with his sword.

Sword Qi burst forth, and both their swords gleamed with flickers of white light, continuously clashing and causing the tables of the guests to tremble slightly.

Lin Xin watched as the pale youth gradually fell into a disadvantage, executing sets of Pine Forest Swordsmanship, but his Four Spirits Chongyang Sword seemed to be firmly suppressed by some special set of knife techniques from the opponent. His Sword Intent and Taoist Intent were completely overpowered, the opponent clearly nearing the Golden Core Realm.

If Dugu Lin had stepped in, it might have been alright, but this youth...

Boom!

The Sword Qi and blade light scattered and hit the protective array around them.

After a short while, Dugu Lin abruptly stood up, wanting to enter the fray but was held back by Fairy Yuzhu at his side.

Thump!

The pale youth was kicked backward, coughing up blood, and a shadow swiftly flashed.

Shick!

One of his arms was shockingly chopped off by Jinlin Blade Zhang Xiukun, blood spurting out, transforming the banquet from a feast to what seemed more like a gladiatorial arena.

"Ahh!!!" The youth screamed loudly.

"Is this the Pine Forest’s vaunted swordsmanship?" taunted Zhang Xiukun with a strange laugh.

The situation changed too quickly, leaving most people unable to react before it was already too late.

The atmosphere at the Pine Forest Sword Sect’s side of the room became extremely tense.

"Stop!"

After a moment’s delay, more than a dozen people rushed out.

"Senior Brother!"

"Quick, save him!"

"Tiger’s Roar Elixir! Hurry!"

Zhang Xiukun simply watched, not intervening.

Taikun’s originally grave expression had changed, revealing a hint of gloom.

"My fellow Daoists, surely you have not come from afar just to see me, Taikun, on my birthday?"

"Why ask when you already know the answer, Daoist Taikun?" The Master of Shang Yang said with a smile. "Over the years, the kinds of wrongs committed by your Pine Forest Sword Sect are numerous. Today, we Daoists have come to ensure justice for the common people."

"The Master speaks truly!"

Daoist Master Dongxie of the Wind-Riding Sect opened his eyes slightly and spoke in a deep voice.

"For years, Pine Forest has used the Sky-Piercing Pine Patterned Sword to oppress your Mountain Gate and has committed countless deeds that outraged heaven and mankind. We Daoists have come to uncover the truth and restore a clear sky to the Southern Prefecture."

"Where is Mingxin, the True Monarch? It would be better for him to come out and confront us personally." Zhao Yufeng of the Golden Jade Sect sneered.

"During the battle to encircle the Mother Worm, my father died in battle, and the other two sects also suffered heavy losses. We originally thought that it was only thanks to Mingxin, the True Monarch’s desperate efforts, that the lone surviving Supreme Elder managed to escape. But after learning the truth..."

He clenched his teeth in anger, his eyes fiercely fixed on Taikun.

"If your Pine Forest does not hand over Mingxin, the True Monarch, today, then don’t blame us for being impolite!"