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Chapter 596 - 69 Shu Mountain, Ling Ao [Request for Monthly Ticket!] _1

Chapter 596: Chapter 69 Shu Mountain, Ling Ao [Request for Monthly Ticket!] _1

"This is clearly the Dao of Void Slashing of my Sword Sect, has he already grasped it this much? He didn’t show it at all in the Hundred Sects Competition before, was he just waiting to use it in the Imperial City battle to catch the enemy off guard?" Atop the tall Imperial City, Sword Saint Eight Elder Li was truly taken aback, he sincerely commented on Chu Liang’s sword, "This child is terrifying."

"Oh?" Immortal Jiuyi, standing nearby, smiled at the corner of his mouth, "The old Sword Saint’s praise for Chu Liang is high. Has his Sword Dao attainment reached a level that even you are amazed?"

"If he was already a powerful sword cultivator who had cultivated for sixty years, such understanding would be quite common. But for him to be this young and able to understand the Dao of Void Slashing to this extent...even I was far from it at his age." Eight Elder Li said: "Of course, I have to be amazed."

"But as far as I know, the reason Chu Liang did not exhibit the Void Slashing Sword Technique before is not that he was withholding, it is that he understood this Dao only a few days ago." Immortal Jiuyi said.

"That’s impossible." Eight Elder Li shook his head.

Although Immortal Jiuyi is a leading Eighth Realm Tianyuan in the mortal realm, when it comes to the Sword Dao, Sword Saint Eight Elder Li naturally has more authority, hence he is quite self-confident.

"It’s impossible?" Immortal Jiuyi asked again.

"On the back mountain of my Sword Sect, there are sword markings left by our ancestors, Saint Li. Even the most talented disciples of the Sword Sect needed to contemplate Saint Li’s sword markings for three years before they could comprehend the complete Dao of Void Slashing." Eight Elder Li solemnly said, "This is rare once in hundreds of years, if it were an ordinary talented Sword Dao talent, it might take ten years of observing."

"Even if you say that Chu Liang surpasses all the previous Sword Sect disciples in Sword Dao talent, does he have a more profound comprehension existence than the Daoist Rite left by Saint Li?"

Eight Elder Li’s words, left Immortal Jiuyi silent for a moment.

He too was perplexed as to why Chu Liang could comprehend in the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams. But hearing these words, he seemed to have an epiphany.

The origin of the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams has been said to be related to Saint Li.

Legend has it that Saint Li once fought with the immortals and slashed various divine artifacts, the predecessor of the Mirror Sky Eight Diagram, the Eight Diagram pan, also fell to the mortal realm.

Could it be possible that Chu Liang saw the figure of Saint Li in the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams and hence had this kind of epiphany?

The Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams can connect the virtual and real worlds, reflecting past and present, perhaps the figure of Saint Li from the past could be preserved. But even he couldn’t manipulate these sealed ancient images, something had to trigger it to have the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams reflect everything in the Void Realm again.

Could it be that Chu Liang carries some ancient object?

"Ah." While he was pondering, he heard Eight Elder Li sigh again, "It’s just a pity that Chu Liang is not a disciple of my Sword Sect. He’s just squandering such exceptional talent."

The Sword Dao of Shu Mountain has also been famous worldwide, and it’s not going to be a waste at all." Immortal Jiuyi laughed.

"The sword cultivators of Shu Mountain have always practiced the Dao of Master Jue Yun, and Jue Yun and Cosmic have always bloomed like flowers, producing many experts since the ancient times, not limited to the sect." Eight Elder Li also said: "But only the disciples of my Sword Sect can reach Tianyuan by practicing the Void Slashing Dao, do you know why?"

"Why?" Immortal Jiuyi asked along.

"Because the Dao of Void Slashing has once reached the Ninth Realm. The strongest Daoist Rhino of Void Slashing is left on the Chunyang Ancient Sword used by Saint Li." Eight Elder Li said: "The Daoist Rites gained from observing the sword markings can never be compared to observing the Chunyang Ancient Sword, so since ancient times, the Tianyuan of the Void Slashing Dao has never been possible to be achieved by others."

"So that’s how it is." Immortal Jiuyi sighed.

"So although Chu Liang has already comprehended the complete Dao of Void Slashing, if he enters the Seventh Realm of Wen Dao with this, he will be closing off his future. Unless he chooses another Dao or..." Eight Elder Li suddenly smiled, "switch sects."

"I might go and ask him another day." He pondered aloud: "If after the Immortal Sect meeting, he is willing to leave Shu Mountain and join my Endless Sword Sect, I would be very happy to let him observe the Chunyang Ancient Sword...even directly train him as the successor to the Sect Leader. His mentoring in Shu Mountain is somewhat unreliable, and he should probably be tempted."

Immortal Jiuyi just laughed at this: "Hehe."

...

In Corridor City, one after another, battles were raging. Although Chu Liang was the fastest to win, it wasn’t that nobody else could keep up.

After all, even though there are no weak teams in the Imperial City, everyone knows that there are still some weak competitors among them.

For instance, apart from the top-ranked Luo Yao and Feng Chaoyang from the Sanjue Valley and the Heavenly King Sect, the other disciples are somewhat weak. When facing these disciples, the stronger cultivators would always choose to win quickly, to save their own battle time.

However, the significance of Chu Liang defeating an opponent of Xu Bao’s level at the fastest speed is greatly different from those who bully the weak.

The reason was not so much that Chu Liang’s strength completely crushed Xu Bao, but because that’s just how sword cultivators compete, straightforward and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

It’s either the east wind overpowering the west wind or the west wind overpowering the east wind.

If Xu Bao’s Sword Dao cultivation surpassed Chu Liang by a thread, the final result would also be Xu Bao winning in one strike.

At the same time Chu Liang was fighting Xu Bao, not far away Ling Ao was facing a strong opponent.

The person across from him looked like a ten-year-old child, possessed an exalted bearing, looked down on others from above. At the corner of his mouth was a fierce sneer.

"People of Shu Mountain..." Qi Lin’er sneered, "Before I find Chu Liang for revenge, let me vent my anger on you."

"Is it your turn to find Chu Liang?" Ling Ao said indifferently, "He only needs to slap you once, just like slapping a fly."

"Humph!" sneered Qi Lin’er, "They later told me Chu Liang definitely used some elixir that overdraws his Qi Sea and lifespan. I don’t believe he’d dare use it here, in a fair fight, I’m going to beat him till he cries for his parents."

At this moment, an announcement sounded from the high wall: "Shu Mountain’s Chu Liang has defeated Xu Bao of Endless Sword Sect!"

Upon hearing the announcement, Qi Lin’er couldn’t help but fall silent.

Ling Ao shrugged, "Now do you see the difference?"

Qi Lin’er furrowed his brows in anger, his right foot stomping down fiercely. Like a released crossbow bolt, his body shot towards Ling Ao!

He wanted a swift victory!

Bang——

Ling Ao was prepared in advance, his Divine Dragon’s Blood Flame ignited immediately, a dragon-shaped phantom appeared behind him, and his eyes blazed with golden flames!

While Chu Liang, Jiang Yuebai, Xu Ziyang’s strengths made rapid progress, Ling Ao had never stopped moving forward. Perhaps a little slower, but he never gave up.

As the saying went, ’hard work pays off,’ and effort was never in vain.

Boom!

Qi Lin’er’s figure nearly left after-images, and as he threw a punch, Ling Ao responded with a punch of his own. Their fists collided, the explosion echoing through the corridor!

Thud——

However, the outcomes were different. Qi Lin’er receded a few steps, whereas Ling Ao got thrown tens of feet away onto the ground. But they both bounced back, to face another punch!

Bang——

In terms of speed and strength, Ling Ao, who was amplified by Burning Blood, was not inferior to Qi Lin’er. The only difference was that his physique was not strong enough.

This was not something that can be enhanced by external methods, it had to be supplemented by improving the physical body. He might have been sufficient against others, but he appeared lacking when facing opponents of equivalent physical strength.

This time, Qi Lin’er still retreated a few steps.

Ling Ao, however, was thrown back over ten feet and made a big pit on the ground.

"Ha..." He bounced back up again, breathing deeply, "Wow, head-on fighting really isn’t for me."

Qi Lin’er was born tough looking like a bronze ironclad, and Chu Liang, Yang Shenlong had Dragon Blood to fortify them. To elevate their physique to supernatural levels, these encounters were necessary.

But Ling Ao was just an ordinary cultivator. His greatest adventure in life was going to the Dragon Raising Pond and begged for some Dragon Blood. Other than this, everything else relied on hard work.

But who says hard-working cultivators can’t come to the forefront?

Swoosh——

When Qi Lin’er punched again, this time, Ling Ao chose to dodge.

He slightly moved his foot to the side, avoided the punch, and at the same time, held Qi Lin’er’s wrist with his left hand. His right hand, shaped like a knife, slashed downwards!

Bang!

Because Qi Lin’er was short, the chop aimed for his neck and sent him face-first to the ground. But it wasn’t the ground that greeted him, it was Ling Ao’s knee.

Slap——

This knee strike, which had accumulated power, almost broke Qi Lin’er’s neck at a right angle, his eyes were momentarily blank.

Due to the harsh blow, Qi Lin’er could only instinctively push Ling Ao away. He then jumped backward and when he landed, he was a bit disoriented.

This was only because of his strong physique, a normal cultivator would have been completely shattered by this attack.

Nevertheless, Qi Lin’er was dizzy for quite a while, till he could barely see the figure in front of him clearly.

This was surprisingly a martial technique. A seemingly simple move contained countless hardships. But it’s atypical for a Shu Mountain disciple to excel in this method.

Qi Lin’er wanted to say something, then remembered, gritting his teeth, he said, "I don’t think I know your name yet?"

Only then did the lad opposite him slightly smile, extend his arm forward, and adopt a posture, "Shu Mountain, Ling Ao!"