Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 544 - 17: Swordman Peak [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

Chapter 544: Chapter 17: Swordman Peak [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

Even though it was summer, sudden heavy snow descended on all sides of Yu Capital City.

The flurries of snowflakes were getting denser, almost obscuring the view of the audience. The crystalline snowflakes felt slightly prickly as they landed, simply because they contained profound Sword Intent.

The reason for this snowstorm was due to the two Tianyuan Swordmans suspending themselves high in the sky. Before the duel had even begun, an infinite chilling intent pierced the sky, solemnizing the atmosphere from all ends.

The Western Sea Sword Emperor wore the appearance of a robust middle-aged man. He had a wide and sturdy square face, his skin dark with lines, with a height neither tall nor short, giving off a feeling of solidity.

His aura perfectly matched his name.

Despite his regular features and somewhat rustic appearance, when he rose into the air under everyone’s gaze, an awe-inspiring essence of a grandmaster emanated from him.

"Senior, it has been fifty years since our last match. I have not slacked off for a single day, and I have finally come to understand the true intent of your sword," said the Western Sea Sword Emperor, facing the great winds in the sky, in a voice only the two of them could hear. "I ask for your guidance once again."

Eight Elder Li on the opposite side completely looked like a short, plump old man. His white robe emphasized his figure’s disadvantage, and when he squinted and grinned, it made him somewhat lewd, much like an idle old man who spends his day watching women passing his door.

Sword Cultivators are perceived by the world as men in white, brandishing swords, moving like the wind - the most sharp and free-spirited group of people. However, led by these two at the pinnacle of Sword Dao, suddenly they became the least aesthetically pleasing in the Immortal Cultivation World. It was difficult to elevate this atmosphere with just the Regent Leader, who was also advanced in age.

"Hehe, you don’t have to be polite with me," Eight Elder Li said with a smirk. "After our last duel, I have gained some insight too. Over these years, although I have spent time gardening, playing with birds, fishing, playing with grandchildren, and amusing my great-granddaughter, I have also had progress in my cultivation. So, don’t cry when you lose later."

"Your words need not concern you, senior. I have spent my life cultivating the sword and have fallen many times, but I have never been discouraged," the Western Sea Sword Emperor responded.

"Well then, draw your sword. Show me how far you have cultivated in these fifty years?" Elder Li made a gesture with his hand.

The Western Sea Sword Emperor stopped talking. He didn’t draw his sword. In fact, there was no sword in his palm. He simply raised his hand and picked a snowflake from the air.

The small, crystalline snowflake suddenly solidified into something rigid in his hand, which he then flicked away with his finger.

Whoosh—

With just a light flick, the nearly invisible snowflake broke through the air and instantly swept away the surrounding heavy snow. The clouds dispersed, revealing the four regions and vast sky. The world instantly became clear.

Jue Yun!

At this moment, on the ground, Jiang Yuebai, Chu Liang... all cultivators who have grasped or have a hint of understanding of Daoist Master Jue Yun’s Dao, felt a sudden jolt in their hearts and an inexplicable upheaval in their qi and blood.

This was the power of controlling Tianyuan. He was the absolute Daoist Master before the Dao he governed. Even a simple display could affect those who had an understanding of this Dao.

Anyone who tried to fight him using this Dao would only end up injuring themselves.

In an instant, the snowflake reached Eight Elder Li’s front. His expression slightly turned serious as he flicked his right sleeve and formed a sword with his palms, slashing through the air.

Whoosh—

A sound echoed, and it was as if nothing had happened.

The crystalline snowflake vibrated in mid-air, as if another force was controlling its direction. After turning a few times, it exploded with a bang.

The pupils of the Western Sea Sword Emperor slightly contracted and he slowly exhaled, seemingly uncomfortable.

Void Slashing.

Unlike the overwhelming Dao of Jue Yun, the Dao of Void Slashing mainly cultivates Sword Intent, being able to slash through all things in heaven and earth invisibly.

He had been at a disadvantage in this aspect fifty years ago. Although he was still on the losing end this time, he managed to hold on.

He opened his hand and made a grasping motion in the air before a nearly transparent sword light appeared in his palm. After a simple test, he finally drew his trusted sword.

Suspended Sword Country was a small country in the Western Sea. Despite the country’s strong Sword Dao atmosphere, resources were still scarce. Their best swordsmith, Baili Tong, only gained fame after coming to Yu City.

The sword in the hands of the Sword Emperor was the best treasure sword of the Suspended Sword Country, ranking 71st in the Ten Thousand Treasures Record, the Ancient Shadow Sword.

It was said that this sword was nearly invisible, only revealing a trace of its existence at dawn and dusk. The Sword Qi it emitted was also transparent, making it unpredictable.

"If I summoned the Chunyang Ancient Sword, it would truly be bullying," Eight Elder Li laughed. "Little Eleven, lend Grandpa Zeng a sword!"

With that said, he beckoned, and a sword light flew up from below into his hand.

From the crowd of spectators, Li Shiyi of the Endless Sword Sect yelped as the sword on her back flew into the sky. Her Tao Mountain Spirit Sword was ranked 162nd in the Ten Thousand Treasures Record. Even though it was also a famous sword of this era, it was a few notches below the Ancient Shadow Sword.

However, in this level of pinnacle contest, such a small gap wouldn’t change the outcome of the duel.

With swords in hand, the auras of the two Tianyuan controllers suddenly changed. Their respective sharp intents pierced the heavens. Even above the blue sky, there appeared two black holes, as if even the sky could not bear this pressure.

In reality, they were intentionally directing their overflowing qi into the sky. If it were allowed to permeate indiscriminately, lower-ranked cultivators and ordinary people below might be thoroughly crushed!

The Western Sea Sword Emperor raised the Chengying Sword in midair. The ancient sword hovered up and instantly transformed into a huge Sword Aura!

Heaven Lifting Sword!

It was a familiar Immortal Law for Chu Liang, but it looked quite unfamiliar to him.

Because this sword was wielded by the Western Sea Sword Emperor, it seemed too ordinary. Not only did it lack the immense sword aura that could split the heavens and earth, there wasn’t even a trace of imposing sword qi. Instead, it was just a slightly swelling glow of the sword, slowly pressing on.

It appeared to have weak sword qi, minimal power, and slow speed.

Yet, Elder Li’s demeanor took on a seriousness for the first time.

This slow attack seemed easy to avoid with just a slight shift of position. However, he acted as if evasion was impossible and could only grasp the Tao Mountain Spirit Sword in his hand to counter it.

Whoosh-

With Elder Li’s sword strike, there was no change in light or shadow, but it seemed as if a part of the sky had suddenly become empty.

The spectators below suddenly felt a sense of vertigo, causing a myriad of individuals to fall to the ground. Even after gaining consciousness on the ground, they had no idea what had happened.

When they looked up at the sky again, the sword glow emitted by the Western Sea Sword Emperor had been halved.

But the remaining half of the sword light still approached Elder Li.

Elder Li flicked his sleeve, and this half of the sword light was taken into his sleeve. However, following a series of ripping sounds, half of his robe disintegrated, exposing one half of his plump arm.

"Not bad." He smiled, "This sword has made a lot of progress since back in the day."

"The younger generation still lost." The Western Sea Sword Emperor’s eyes were shining, yet he seemed somewhat pleased, "Elder’s sword intent can now cut through Heaven and Earth... this is indeed similar to the style of the Cosmic Sword."

"All the great Dao, in essence, have no fetters, let alone the three major Sword Dao." Elder Li chuckled.

"What elder said is indeed true." The Western Sea Sword Emperor nodded with realization.

After saying this, he turned and landed on the high platform and declared aloud, "I have lost."

It was only at this moment that the dazed spectators below finally knew the results of the sword competition. The Sword Saint won because his sleeve was sliced?

It was not their fault. The victory or defeat of a sword cultivator’s duel was determined in the blink of an eye. Not only was it difficult for ordinary people to understand, but even some Seventh Realm experts may not necessarily be able to discern the intricacies involved.

The Regent Leader sitting with the Emperor of Yu Dynasty naturally understood. He leisurely remarked, "When Elder Li last competed with the Sword Emperor, his progress was also significant, not less than the latter’s improvement."

Just now, Elder Li’s attack and defense explained two things.

The first was that you can’t catch my sword, and the second was that I can catch your sword.

If Elder Li had directed his sword not to cut the sword glow but at the Western Sea Sword Emperor, the latter would have been injured now. But because Elder Li was able to take the sword light in his palm, it shows that the Sword Emperor’s sword couldn’t harm him.

With this exchange, the Sword Emperor naturally conceded gracefully.

After all, he was the junior. Fifty years ago, his Sword Dao attainment was lower than that of Elder Li. Now that their progress was similar, it was natural that he was overshadowed.

However, losing in this way was not disgraceful.

The spectators below were mostly citizens of Yu Capital City. Emotionally, they naturally tended to favor the Endless Sword Sect from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. So when they saw the Western Sea Sword Emperor lose, a wave of cheers immediately broke out.

Even though they didn’t quite understand what had happened, they knew it was impressive. If they didn’t cheer at this time, it would seem like they truly didn’t understand, which would then be embarrassing.

The younger generation of spectators were, however, stirred up. These beings standing at the pinnacle of the mortal realm may be unattainable, but their hearts aspire to them.

...

The long-anticipated sword debate ended rather quickly. But this is how sword cultivators compete. It’s all about one sword strike. If the two Tianyuan powerhouses wanted to make it dazzling and colorful, they could, but that wouldn’t get them any further.

Next, the Regent Leader announced that all Immortal Sects would rest for three days. The Hundred Sects Contest will start at noon in three days, and everyone could watch the entire event at the foot of Emperor Qiu Mountain.

The next day, the friends and family group from Shu Mountain also arrived.

Although the Imperial Court arranged for the disciples participating in the Immortal Sect conference, they didn’t receive the spectators from the same sect, so the friends and family groups had to find their places. That’s why no one from the Shu Mountain Sect came during the previous few days when they were not competing.

With the Hundred Sects Contest about to start, peers from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands also arrived in Yu Capital City one after another.

Wen Yulong was among them.

Chu Liang hadn’t seen him in a few months. Before the special training in Shu Mountain began, Wen Yulong had secluded himself to remodel the flying boat.

Now that he had come out of seclusion, he was somewhat thinner, but his eyes burned with an intimidating brightness.

Upon seeing Chu Liang, he excitedly said, "Senior Brother Chu, your flying boat has been remodeled!"