The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 1594 - 1591: Martial God Mountain! Martial Arts Competition Arena!

Chapter 1594: Chapter 1591: Martial God Mountain! Martial Arts Competition Arena!

Lin Bai leisurely followed behind Nie Xiong and over twenty Sword Cultivators, choosing not to stop them; Lin Bai was curious to see what exactly they intended to do.

Soon, Lin Bai followed them and gradually arrived in front of a mountain.

Atop that mountain stood a majestic city.

"Martial God Mountain..." Lin Bai raised his eyes toward the towering peak that reached into the clouds, his expression fluctuating uncertainly, a hint of strangeness in his eyes: "This is the place where the inner disciples of the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect spar and practice, what is Nie Xiong bringing people here for?"

Lin Bai hesitated for a moment, then followed Nie Xiong and others up the Martial God Mountain.

In this world of martial arts, Warriors are inherently combative, and inside the Sect of the Heaven-reaching Sword, private duels among disciples are expressly forbidden, yet some disciples cannot endure the loneliness amidst long periods of hard cultivation.

Therefore, the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect established the Martial God Mountain with specific Elders stationed to oversee, specifically for disciples to spar; of course, since it involves sparring, there are wins and losses, and sometimes the disciples spurt spur of the moment would even bet a little something.

Lin Bai couldn’t understand what Nie Xiong, bringing over twenty of the Seventy-two Swordsmen of Fairy Cave Mountain, was so aggressively coming to Martial God Mountain for.

Upon reaching Martial God Mountain and entering the city, there were no buildings inside, just a vast Martial Arts Competition Arena so large that one couldn’t see its edges, and on either side of the arena, there were spectator seats capable of accommodating a million people.

After arriving at Martial God Mountain, Nie Xiong and the others headed straight for a high platform ahead.

Lin Bai looked up and saw several high platforms within the city on Martial God Mountain, specifically set up for watching the bouts by the higher-ups of the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect or external Sect strong ones from the Spectator Stand!

At that moment on the Spectator Stand, Lin Bai saw a Young Man dressed in a luxurious brocaded gown, his bearing extraordinary and imposing, holding a grape between his fingers with a smile, leisurely bringing it to his mouth, his gaze holding a playful look as he watched the ongoing competition.

"Qi Xuan..."

The sight of this young man left Lin Bai with an unchanged expression.

This person was none other than one of the Five Junior Sword Masters of the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect, the leader of the Qimen, Qi Xuan Junior Swordmaster!

After spotting Qi Xuan, Lin Bai then saw Nie Xiong and others, their faces still full of anger, rushing directly towards Qi Xuan.

Lin Bai frowned slightly and slowly approached.

"Nie Xiong has arrived!"

"Are the Seventy-two Swordsmen of Fairy Cave Mountain here to reclaim their honor?"

"But it’s true though, Qi Xuan Junior Swordmaster has really gone too far."

"Exactly, his interference in the spars at Martial God Mountain is indeed too much."

"..."

Lin Bai quietly followed beside Nie Xiong, hearing the low murmurs of surprise from the Warriors in the Spectator Seats upon seeing Nie Xiong.

Though Lin Bai heard many voices, he still frowned, unsure of exactly what they were speaking about.

Then, with a face full of anger, Nie Xiong approached the Spectator Stand, whereas Qi Xuan, having already seen Nie Xiong, paid no heed, his expression faintly carrying a trace of disdain and a mocking smile.

"Qi Xuan Junior Swordmaster!" Nie Xiong came over and coldly called out.

With a smile on his face, Qi Xuan ignored Nie Xiong, focusing intently on the Martial Arts Competition, completely disregarding Nie Xiong.

Seeing that Qi Xuan was ignoring him, Nie Xiong’s gaze suddenly flashed with a cold light as he sternly said: "Qi Xuan, as a Junior Swordmaster, don’t you think meddling in the sparring sessions at Martial God Mountain is a bit too much?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Xuan scornfully smiled: "Oh, it’s Nie Xiong. I have no idea what you’re talking about. When did I meddle in the private disputes at Martial God Mountain?"

Nie Xiong roared, "Qi Xuan, you are truly shameless! Meng Chunrui was no match for Li Chou, everyone here saw it. If it wasn’t for your secret intervention at the last moment, how could Meng Chunrui have defeated Li Chou?"

At this time, a Warrior at the Perfect Yin Saint Realm beside Qi Xuan coldly said, "Nie Xiong, you must not be disrespectful. Qi Xuan is a Junior Swordmaster appointed by the elders of the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect. By speaking to a Junior Swordmaster like this, are you trying to disrespect your superiors?"

"Meng Chunrui, you should stop being shameless." Nie Xiong looked at the young man with a face full of anger.

Qi Xuan disdainfully said, "Nie Xiong, Martial God Mountain has its rules. No one is allowed to interfere in spars, and as a Junior Swordmaster, I would certainly not intervene!"

"Li Chou was not Meng Chunrui’s match and overestimated himself, even wagering his Treasure Sword. Having lost his Treasure Sword, who can he blame?"

"If the Seventy-two Sword Cultivators of Fairy Cave Mountain are capable, then come down yourself and win back Li Chou’s Treasure Sword from my hands."

Qi Xuan said with a cold laugh, his face calm and composed.

Meng Chunrui also sneered, "Indeed, Nie Xiong, why not we have a match ourselves? If you win, I will, of course, return the Treasure Sword to Li Chou, but if you lose, I see that the sword in your hand is quite good, so I’ll keep it."

Meng Chunrui sneered coldly.

"I..." Nie Xiong, outraged, was about to agree when Luo Xuan hastily pulled him back.

Luo Xuan whispered, "Senior Brother Nie Xiong, do not fall for their trickery. If you were to fight Meng Chunrui fairly, we naturally believe that Senior Brother Nie Xiong would win. But with Qi Xuan here, if you agree now, I fear he might intervene secretly, and even you, Senior Brother Nie Xiong, might stumble."

Luo Xuan quietly analyzed the pros and cons.

Qi Xuan sneered, "Nie Xiong, since you repeatedly claim that I intervened in the spar, here’s an Elder in charge of the Martial Arts Competition. He is a Feng Yue Elder. Why don’t you ask him if I intervened?"

"Elder Chen, would you please clarify?"

Qi Xuan looked toward an old man sitting in a chair beside him and said with a smile.

This Elder Chen smiled faintly, suddenly stood up, and shot a glance at Nie Xiong, saying, "Nie Xiong, do not slander Qi Xuan Junior Swordmaster here. I saw everything clearly in the recent competition - Qi Xuan Junior Swordmaster did not intervene!"

"If you continue to spout nonsense and slander Qi Xuan Junior Swordmaster, your Sect will not spare you!"

Elder Chen sternly said.

Nie Xiong, furious, said, "You are all in cohorts!"

Qi Xuan sighed lightly, sneered, and said, "Nie Xiong, quit your useless chatter. If you are really capable, come down yourself. I have already said, if you are capable of defeating Meng Chunrui, we will return Li Chou’s Sword from Qi Sect!"

"If you are not capable, then just scurry back to Little Spirit Stream and hide, don’t come out and make a disgrace of yourself!"

Qi Xuan’s eyes flashed with a sharp glint as he spoke coldly.

Lin Bai stood not too far away, listening clearly to Nie Xiong and Qi Xuan’s conversation, but his heart still harbored some doubts.

At that moment, a Warrior near Lin Bai who came to watch the spectacle sighed and said, "Alas, it’s a pity. Nie Xiong does have strength, but he is no match for Qi Xuan!"

"It’s clear that Qi Xuan is scheming to trap him. As soon as he agrees, he will definitely end up like Li Chou, losing his Treasure Sword to Qi Sect."

This Warrior sighed repeatedly, catching Lin Bai’s attention.

"My friend, could you tell me exactly what happened?" Lin Bai asked softly.

Without even glancing at Lin Bai, the Warrior quickly said, "Just now Qi Xuan..."