Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1615 - 1616: Bestowing Lessons on a Nascent Soul

Chapter 1615: Chapter 1616: Bestowing Lessons on a Nascent Soul

The shocking words were accompanied by an equally shocking Sword Momentum. Wan Qiu True Master, who was clearly under attack from behind, did not even move his sword. Countless streams of Sword Qi burst forth from his surroundings, instantly shattering the Peak of the Hollow Void’s murderous intent laden with intense killing intent.

No one saw clearly how Wan Qiu True Master unsheathed his sword at that moment, nor could anyone understand where this Sword Qi had come from.

Clearly, he was usually no more than an ordinary old man, yet now he seemed as elegant and suave as the greatest swordsman recorded in history.

Clad in plain robes, wielding his sword, standing alone—Sword Qi without traces, boundless and formless!

Thud!

As crimson blood splattered across the ground of Qingqiu Mausoleum, Wan Qiu True Master’s figure somehow had already appeared behind the Elder of the Luo Clan.

Without turning his head, Wan Qiu gazed at the Longsword in his hand, gently wiping away the blood as if the duel had completely ended the moment it began.

In truth, although the Elder of the Luo Clan had been pierced by a sword and his meridians significantly disrupted, he hadn’t entirely lost his combat ability. For Wan Qiu to arrogantly expose his back to his opponent in this manner seemed nothing short of courting death.

However, the wounded Luo Clan Elder did not act—not because he failed to notice Wan Qiu True Master’s glaring vulnerabilities, nor because he was still shaken by the unreasonable Sword Momentum that had just transpired. Instead, his heart, incapable of reaching the Martial Way’s Peak like the Martial God, was now consumed entirely by fear—sparked by the words Wan Qiu had shouted at Yu Yanshu earlier.

"My sword is without Dao."

Those who understood Wan Qiu knew well that his swordsmanship transcended ordinary mastery. Even Zhao Danping, widely recognized as the foremost figure in Sword Dao of the current era, had never gained the upper hand against Wan Qiu before reaching the Earth Immortal Realm.

But entering the Earth Immortal Realm was entering it. From the very moment Zhao Danping advanced to Earth Immortal ahead of Wan Qiu...

The debate over who was the contemporary Sword Dao’s premier figure had already been conclusively settled.

After all, no one seriously believed that someone at the Peak of Hollow Void could genuinely compare with a being of Earth Immortal status.

But was that truly the undeniable truth?

In a life-or-death duel, Wan Qiu would undoubtedly lose; this was beyond dispute.

Yet, purely in terms of swordsmanship, Wan Qiu was unquestionably the unparalleled number one.

"Achieving the Peak of Hollow Void through swordsmanship alone?"

The Luo Clan Elder stared incredulously at Wan Qiu True Master’s retreating figure, still desperately trying to discern any trace of reasoning behind the previous sword strike.

But despite his perceptive vision and considerable comprehension of the Heavenly Dao, he failed entirely to observe any connection between Wan Qiu True Master’s techniques and the Power of the Great Dao.

"If you don’t believe, you may try a few more strikes."

No explanation was provided—nor were there excessive words exchanged.

For Wan Qiu, his speech was carried by the sword.

The Luo Clan Elder swallowed hard, his gaze fixed upon the oppressive Daoist before him. The mounting pressure felt as if he was facing not someone at the Hollow Void Realm but instead an Earth Immortal. Shaking, he gripped his two flying scythes and spoke haltingly.

"Daoist, is this why you cannot ascend to Earth Immortal?"

"Aren’t you speaking a bit too much?"

Wan Qiu True Master replied, displeased.

Failing to enter Earth Immortal did not qualify as regret for Wan Qiu True Master.

After all, no one had forced him to walk this path of no return—everything had been a choice Wan Qiu himself deliberately made.

As the one making the choice, no one in this world understood better than him the implications of it. Yet Wan Qiu had never sought to change anything about it.

Wan Qiu’s devotion to pure swordsmanship had reached such an extreme.

However, being loyal to oneself was one matter; the heavens’ refusal to acknowledge him was another entirely.

The reality of being unable to enter Earth Immortal wasn’t considered regret—but it certainly remained a thorn in Wan Qiu True Master’s heart.

He often wondered, had he been able to ascend to Earth Immortal...

If he had been the one left behind in the Capital City, would his senior brothers, Chang Chun or Zhi Xia, have been spared the heavy burden of working on behalf of Quanzhen over these years?

Anyone—any of them—would undoubtedly accomplish far better than Wan Qiu, a mere swordsman.

But alas, there were countless things that flooded this world like an endless tide, and yet, among them, never had the word "if" truly been found.

The shift in expression and demeanor on the Luo Clan Elder’s face did not escape Wan Qiu True Master’s notice. Before the Elder could make any move, another stream of Sword Qi surged toward him.

The Elder swiftly turned, throwing his black and white scythes into the air to intercept the incoming Sword Qi head-on. Even so, he had no choice but to urgently maneuver himself away from his original position to avoid being struck by the residual force of the attack.

With a deafening explosion, the ground at the Elder’s previous location was pierced entirely by the Sword Qi. A massive pit, dozens of meters deep, elicited a sharp intake of breath from the Elder, who could hardly believe that even after a direct counter by his twin scythes, the Sword Qi retained such devastating power.

"Not an opponent I can hope to defeat."

With his mind reaching the correct conclusion, the Luo Clan Elder dared not linger any longer. Turning swiftly, he addressed the two Nascent Soul Cultivators who had been standing paralyzed, held in place by Wan Qiu’s formidable presence.

"Now’s the time—kill that Demon Clan member!"

The secrets of Qingqiu Mausoleum were beyond the Sixth Elder’s knowledge. In truth, had it not been for his past mistakes, he would never have been consigned to guard this place.

But since the Luo Clan had long designated this site as forbidden ground, he knew with certainty that there was something left behind by the Qingqiu Fox Clan within its depths—secrets the Luo Clan, even after a hundred years, had never managed to uncover, and which they absolutely could not allow to fall into others’ hands.

Given the current circumstances, his only choice was to shield the other two and let them eliminate the Qingqiu Fox Clan descendant most likely to unlock these mysteries.

The two Nascent Soul Cultivators exchanged hesitant glances upon hearing the order. While they had witnessed Yu Yanshu and Bai Huang’s abilities firsthand—and though certain their superior cultivation realm granted them an advantage—confidence alone was insufficient to dispel their reservations in a scene like this.

Considering the situation, the swordsmanship level of this outsider now proved even greater than that of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain’s famed "Foremost in Sword Dao." How could they dare act rashly?

That man might require a bit of time to dispatch the Sixth Elder, but for figures like them, a casual release of Sword Qi would mean instant death.

"What are you waiting for? I will do my utmost to protect your lives. After this battle, anyone who survives—I assure him ascension to the Hollow Void Realm!"

The Sixth Elder’s words lit a gleam in their eyes. Though the fear in their hearts was not entirely dispelled, the allure of such rewards drew them irresistibly. The temptation to ascend into the Hollow Void Realm was at last enough to move them.

Exchanging glances, the two figures simultaneously dashed toward the depths of the Stele Forest.

But their path was immediately blocked by Yu Yanshu, whose expression was devoid of emotion. It appeared she had anticipated this moment all along, never once letting her guard down in defending her position.

Seeing this from afar, Wan Qiu smirked faintly and spoke under his breath, "Girl, need my help over there?"

"Senior, please focus on your opponent. I should be able to hold them off for a while longer."

"Just you alone, a mere Golden Core?"

The Luo Clan Nascent Soul cultivators sneered as they responded to Yu Yanshu.

"Can’t a Golden Core kill Nascent Soul? Or is it that your Ancient Clan has never accomplished such a feat?"

"You..."

"Well said! Reminds me of my younger days."

Yu Yanshu stiffened and turned to Wan Qiu with a serious expression to address him gravely. "Senior, this is something I learned from my master."

"Hahaha! Good, good! Then let’s say your master resembles my younger self—will that suffice?"

Only then did Yu Yanshu heave a sigh of relief, her gaze returning to the two Luo Clan Nascent Souls before her.

"My master once slew a Nascent Soul while still at the Golden Core stage. As her disciple, falling short of such mastery, I’ll only aim to block Nascent Souls as a Golden Core. Please, both of you—enlighten me."