Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 128 - 26 Dustless Sword [New book solicits monthly tickets!] _1

Chapter 128: Chapter 26 Dustless Sword [New book solicits monthly tickets!] _1

Sword Qi surges towards the sky, the way of the Dao humming aloud.

The entire populace of Taotie City can witness this tower of Sword Qi, and they are not strangers to it. Everyone knows that Master Kunwu has successfully forged another legendary sword.

Innumerable offerings are made in Taotie City, without a special contribution, even the ordinary powers of the Seventh Realm can only be ranked second, and there are only four first-class offerings.

Among these four people is Xu Kunwu, and the world’s top sword-casting ability is precisely why he has been able to earn this position, with absolutely no one daring to question it.

Because sword casting is very important.

The current consensus in the Immortal Cultivation World is that in terms of combat power, cultivation is first, magic artifacts second, and divine skills third.

If two individuals were to battle, usually the one with the higher cultivation realm would win. Except for a few rare geniuses or special circumstances, it is very difficult to challenge across realms, even crossing a small realm is incredibly challenging.

If the cultivation realms of the two individuals are equal, then weapons and magic artifacts play a crucial role, enough to determine the outcome of a battle.

The best example of this is the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The Nine Heavens is so positioned because they possess the highest ranked divine artifacts on the Human World Treasure List. The Ten Earths are at a disadvantage because they lack divine artifacts.

People are ever-changing, even the strongest suppress the contemporary. Hundreds of years have passed, generations have changed, and it is common for a part of the Ten Earth Sects to surpass a part of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect in overall strength. But even so, the Ten Earth Sects can never be positioned higher.

Because divine artifacts do not change.

The Ninth Realm Tongxuan is invincible in the world and is considered a sacred figure in the Human Clan - a rare occurrence every thousand years or so, it goes without saying. Even the Eighth Realm Tianyuan, which is commonly seen as the pinnacle of power in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, is actually a transcendent and saintly realm. The difference between powers is minimal, making it difficult to determine victory or defeat. Unless both sides are determined to fight to the death, even if the heavens collapse and the earth splits, it’s hard for a killing to occur. But once you have the blessing of a divine artifact, things become very different.

An Eighth Realm Tianyuan paired with a divine artifact can elevate its combat power to another level, surpassing Tianyuan and only below Tongxuan. Cultivators commonly refer to this as the "Half-Eighth Realm" or "Tianyuan Slaying Realm".

This name is easy to understand.

If two Tianyuan Realm powerhouses were to fight, and one was granted a divine artifact, that one would have the power to kill the other. Hence, it is known as "Tianyuan Slaying".

In this era without any Holy individuals, "Tianyuan Slaying" is the pinnacle of combat power in the mortal realm.

The reason Shu Mountain Sect was able to lead the righteous path was because their Demon Suppression Tower was the strongest divine artifact in the mortal realm. A few Tianyuan Realm individuals were able to unite and challenge the invading Demon God with the Demon Suppression Tower, eventually emerging victorious. This is a record-breaking feat, naturally, nobody dares to challenge their might.

The reason the Shu Mountain Sect fell into decline now is not that its disciples have become weaker, but that the sect lacks top-notch "Tianyuan Slayers".

In this case, compared to other Nine Heavens Immortal Sects, they may not necessarily lose in minor disputes. But when it comes to the competition for the most valuable resources, they are always at a disadvantage, and decline is only a matter of time.

However, their ancestors’ heritage remains, and even in its decline, the Shu Mountain Sect still has a formidable presence that can crush the Ten Earth Sects. Therefore, it has been able to maintain itself, albeit in an awkward situation. The current status quo in the world of cultivation can be referred to as the "Nine Heavens and Ten Earths" as traditionally stated, or the "Eight Heavens and Eleven Earths", although the latter is not as pleasing to the ear.

Adding half a realm to the original realm is the power of a magic artifact.

Thus, a skilled swordsmith is extremely important to a power, and any amount of respect they receive is well deserved.

...

"Father?"

As Xu Sui enters the grass hut with Empress Feng and Chu Liang, upon entering the door, they encounter a grand sealing formation called the Haina Mountain Collection. He naturally has the method to enter. With a flick of his finger, the enchantment tremors.

With a booming sound.

The scene before them changes, stepping over the threshold, the three of them appear on the bank of a valley. A massive forge rests beneath a cliff, enormous pillars of Sword Qi erupt from it.

Xu Kunwu is standing there, bare-chested, revealing muscles as solid as bronze, orchestrating the vast array below the forge. Sixteen high-level cultivators are arranged around him, assisting him in adjusting the array. These are his disciples and indispensable helpers to a swordsmith.

As the eruption of the Sword Qi finishes, Xu Kunwu’s face shows a hint of excitement, he raises his flowing hand signs and yells: "Raise the sword!"

Chu Liang is slightly nervous, asking quietly: "Has it not succeeded yet?"

"It’s already successful, now it’s just a matter of wrapping things up." Xu Sui’s face is similarly flushed with excitement, "Another legendary sword is about to be added to my father’s collection!"

Boom—

The sound of an explosion emanates from the furnace, a serene sword shadow veiled in crimson rises slowly from the forge.

"Cleanse the sword!"

Xu Kunwu yells once more, guiding the glowing sword with his gestures into the rushing river water beside them. Immediately, a thick fog ascends!

Sizzle—

The sword plunged from Divine Fire directly into the river. Instantly, white smoke fills the air, the rolling waves vanish in a flash, and the river almost stops flowing! The Sword Qi only stops once the crowd above the river valley can hardly make out Xu Kunwu’s figure.

Soon after, he walks out of the white fog with his clothes already put on, his eyes as bright as the fire in the forge moments ago.

In his palm, he held a sword.

The sword was over four feet long and three fingers wide, with a blade as clear and crystal-like as water, almost transparent under the sunlight. Thanks to the ripple-like golden mist contained in it, one could make out the position of the blade.

"Now I understand your deep intent." Xu Kunwu looked at Empress Feng and declared aloud, "The ancient Yunzhong Daoist Rite contained in the Xiaoyun Ancient Sword may no longer exist, but when forging its replica, one can gain insights from it. Even to imprint a single thread is a great fortune for the mortal realm. Such is the level of the Dao."

"This sword has borrowed a trace of the Yunzhong Daoist Rite, not only elevating its grade by a level, but also greatly benefiting me. My cultivation may improve." Xu Kunwu said regretfully, "You have truly put in much painstaking effort."

He had also reached the Seventh Realm of Wen Dao, and any improvement, no matter how small, was immensely valuable. He was filled with joy at the successful forging of the sword in his hand.

Empress Feng pondered for a moment before nodding her head and saying, "Right, that’s what I was thinking."

You definitely weren’t thinking that... Chu Liang on the side couldn’t help but scoff internally.

With his understanding of his teacher, if she had known this, she would have already impatiently claimed credit for it. She wouldn’t have needed someone else to bring it up.

Xu Kunwu didn’t think about that. He handed over the sword, shaking his head and sighing, "It’s a pity that this sword is but a replica, and can’t be listed in the Ten Thousand Treasures Record. Otherwise, in my estimation, it would at least fluctuate around the top hundred, even potentially challenging the bottom of the top hundred. If I were able to forge a famed sword ranking in the top hundred, it would be a great relief of my long-standing regret."

Among the current three great swordsmiths, only swords forged by Chen Buyan made it in the top hundred. Xu Kunwu and Baili Tong were in fierce contention for second place. Whoever could first forge a sword ranking within the top hundred could settle the dispute once and for all.

"Oh, don’t worry about it," Empress Feng patted his shoulder to comfort him, "If it weren’t for the imitation of the Xiaoyun Ancient Sword, you would not be able to forge a sword of this caliber with your current ability. Isn’t it more bearable if you think about it this way?"

Who would be comforted?!

Chu Liang quickly pulled his teacher aside, admonishing her with his eyes. They had just finished forging the sword; she should behave more appropriately.

Upon hearing this ’consolation’, Xu Kunwu’s face stiffened. Not knowing how to respond, Chu Liang took the sword from him, smiling, "Master Kunwu is already a master swordsmith and has leveled up his skills once more. I am sure that the day he singlehandedly forges a divine sword is not far off!"

"Ha-ha." Xu Kunwu finally smiled and said, "From now on, this will be your sword. Give it a name."

Chu Liang shook his head solemnly, "I may yield the sword, but it is meant to be passed down through the generations. I am certainly not the only Sword Master. But you, Master Kunwu, are the only swordsmith to forge this sword today and forever. Therefore, you should name it."

Xu Kunwu’s eyes sparkled, "Alright!"

"This sword is forged from Crystal Clear Jade Gold Crystal, pure and untainted, impervious to evil." He pondered slowly, "It will be named...."

"Dustless!"

....

"Phew."

Liu Xiaoyu put down the small watering pot and looked at the clusters of gold pattern flowers fluttering in the wind, proud of her hard work.

"I am really quite diligent."

Ever since Chu Liang and Empress Feng left, it stopped raining on Silver Sword Peak, and she had to water the flower field every day.

Before leaving, Big Brother Chu Liang appointed her as the temporary Peak Master of Silver Sword Peak, and she was ecstatic for a while. But then she realized that she was the only ’fish’ on the entire peak. What use was a temporary Peak Master?

The trees and plants on the peak didn’t listen to her commands either.

The only power she held was whether to water the flower field or not.

Before Empress Feng left, she stuffed a thick bundle of picture books into her hands, saying that she could read them when she got bored and pass the time. The problem was... she was just a fish that had never been to school. She couldn’t recognize words and couldn’t understand the plot by just looking at the pictures.

But nonetheless, life here was peaceful and secure, and she didn’t have to worry about food and clothing. It was a bit better than living in the Jinhua River... except that she sometimes missed her sister.

The old man said that her sister would find her own chance to transform into a dragon. That didn’t seem to be a bad thing, but...

Dragon.

Was that the enormous long insect that suddenly appeared in the sky a few days ago? If her sister turned into that... she thought her sister looked much prettier before.

After watering the flowers, she had completed her day’s work and ended her shift. She picked a few more fruits to take back, which were the rewards Chu Liang had promised her.

She planned to go back and lie on her bed, wrapping herself tightly in a small blanket to take a nap. This was because she had been wrapped like a dumpling a few times and found it to be quite comfortable.

So recently, when she went to sleep, she would use a small blanket to wrap herself up, rolling around in bed until she was wrapped like a roll.

As she turned around, the little girl’s pupils suddenly expanded.

Over the past few days, there had been no other creatures on Silver Sword Peak, and she had grown accustomed to being a lone fish. But when she turned around, she saw a terrifying behemoth.

Half of its body was on the other side of the hillside, and Liu Xiaoyu couldn’t see it clearly. All she saw was a giant golden head.

It was so big, so big.

"Ah—"