One Blade Heaven!

"You are disciples of Jingshen, are you trying to get revenge for Zong Zhen and the others?" After exchanging a glance with Cai Shu, Luo Bei immediately looked at the four youths dressed in dark clothing and said sternly.

"What do you mean?" Xuan Wuqi and the others didn't understand why these four were so rude. However, the four youths in dark clothing felt a jolt in their hearts, and their feet, which had been stirring the stream, stopped abruptly.

Among the four, the eldest was a youth with a round face and narrow eyes named Hong Jing. The youth with a fair complexion and sharp eyebrows and eyes was named Wen Ninghou. Of the other two, the slightly taller one was called Song Zile, and the thinner one was called Ma Tenglong. These four were indeed disciples of Jingshen.

Moreover, these four had joined Shushan a year earlier than Zong Zhen and the others, making them Senior Brothers to Zong Zhen and his companions. The incident where Cai Shu had snatched the herbs from Zong Zhen had spread throughout the Jingshen lineage. These four, who happened to be cultivating at Heavenly Blade Peak that day and knew Luo Bei and Cai Shu would be coming to Azure Snail Valley, had deliberately come to cause trouble.

However, none of the four had expected that Luo Bei would see right through them with just one sentence, as if he had instantly seen into their hearts.

Looking at Cai Shu, who stood beside Luo Bei, she appeared to be a delicate woman, but she seemed to possess the same imposing aura as Luo Bei.

This single sentence had instantly suppressed the arrogant demeanor of the four of them.

"Luo Bei and Cai Shu are indeed not to be underestimated. No wonder Zong Zhen, despite having some foundation, was utterly defeated by them."

Hong Jing, the leader of the four, twitched his eyebrows, stood up, and laughed heartily. His originally narrow eyes narrowed into slits. "You are right. We have come to get revenge for Zong Zhen and the others."

"As elders, you bully the weak. Have you forgotten the Shushan regulations?" Luo Bei glanced at Hong Jing and the others.

"Luo Bei, who only joined less than a month ago, actually has such presence." Under Luo Bei's gaze, Hong Jing and the others involuntarily paused again. Even Gongyang Jinbo and Miao Mu, who had never seen Luo Bei confront anyone before, felt the same way.

They didn't know that, unlike them, Luo Bei had been with the aloof and transcendent Yuan Tianyi, witnessing his actions and undergoing several life-and-death trials. This unconscious aura he now exuded was merely a natural expression.

"This is truly bizarre! I must suppress him with words, or we'll lose our momentum!" Wen Ninghou, with his sharp features, glanced at Luo Bei and thought to himself. He took a cold step forward. "When you forcefully seized Zong Zhen's herbs, why didn't you think of the Shushan regulations?"

Cai Shu glanced at Wen Ninghou and offered no explanation whatsoever. "Since you are here today, you must have thought it through. Whatever you want, just get to it. No more nonsense."

"Good, Junior Sister Cai Shu, you are indeed straightforward..."

"You four are even worthy of calling me Junior Sister?"

Before Hong Jing could finish speaking, Cai Shu impatiently interrupted him.

"You!" Hong Jing's face instantly turned pale, and the joints of his fingers made a few cracking sounds. "Since that's the case, I won't waste any more words. Today, we will have a gamble with you. If you lose, you will leave the Azure Snail Immortal Fruits you have and get off the mountain empty-handed!"

Up to this point, Xuan Wuqi and the others still didn't understand what had happened between Cai Shu, Luo Bei, and the Jingshen disciples earlier. But seeing Hong Jing and the others' imposing manner, Xuan Wuqi, who was already annoyed, suddenly had a cold glint in his eyes. "And if you lose, what then?"

"This is Mystic Fire Thunder. We just refined it the day before yesterday while cultivating." Hong Jing flipped his palm, revealing a fiery red, vermilion-colored bead the size of a pigeon's egg. "Once thrown, no matter what it hits, it will explode immediately, engulfing an area of two zhang within a radius of thunder and fire. Its power is considerable. If you win against us, we will give you four Mystic Fire Thunders."

"I agree," Xuan Wuqi nodded coldly and looked at Luo Bei and Cai Shu. "And you?"

"Perhaps there will be bored people looking for a fight with us in the future. Although these Mystic Fire Thunders are common, they are better than nothing," Cai Shu sneered. "How shall we gamble?"

"One-on-one or all together is fine, you set the rules," Hong Jing narrowed his eyes. "As long as you can defeat any one of us, you win!"

"Oh really?"

Before Cai Shu's words had even fallen, her figure blurred, and she was already to Hong Jing's left!

Attacking ferociously, Cai Shu, this seemingly delicate and beautiful young woman, acted with incredible decisiveness and resolution!

Luo Bei held his breath, watching clearly. Just like when he fought Zong Zhen that day, Cai Shu had reached Hong Jing's side with a single charge. Unlike last time, this time Cai Shu's hands were accompanied by a burst of verdant green light.

The power of this move was even more formidable than before. As Cai Shu moved, she faintly produced a crackling sound as she broke through the air.

"Great Dao Direct Pointing Cui Xu Art!"

A cold glint flashed in Hong Jing's narrow eyes. Purple energy surged onto his arm. With three "bang! bang! bang!" sounds, he stood his ground. His upper body merely swayed slightly as he exchanged three blows with Cai Shu head-on in an instant.

Green and purple light exploded. Cai Shu leaped back several steps, but Hong Jing did not pursue. The purple light on his face flashed and disappeared, his expression somewhat grim. "I didn't expect you to have been directly taught the Great Dao Direct Pointing Cui Xu Art!"

"Junior Sister Cai Shu's Great Dao Direct Pointing Cui Xu Art can already emit green light from her hands?!"

Luo Bei was also greatly shocked. Although he didn't fully understand the detailed stages of this cultivation technique, seeing this scene, Luo Bei involuntarily thought of the time when he had cultivated the Mahākāla Secret Method and broken through, his hands glowing golden as he punched into the rocks. Luo Bei's immediate reaction was that Cai Shu's cultivation progress was already far ahead of his own.

"Hmph!" At this moment, Cai Shu did not speak but merely let out a heavy snort.

In that brief moment of exchange, Cai Shu had already discerned that Hong Jing practiced the Purple Profound Qi Art, which was different from theirs. This introductory technique, not considered an important Shushan technique, was even circulated among other sects in the world. It was several levels below the Great Dao Direct Pointing Cui Xu Art. However, after this initial test, Cai Shu discovered that Hong Jing's cultivation was much more profound than she had imagined.

After the three head-on clashes, Cai Shu's entire arm had gone numb from the shock. Tucked away in her sleeve, it trembled slightly.

"Just this Hong Jing alone, I might not be able to defeat him."

"Judging by his confident words earlier, the other three's cultivation must be no less than his. I'm afraid we won't have a good outcome this time."

With a heavy snort, Cai Shu's expression changed several times.

"Concentrate your strength, deal with one!"

Xuan Wuqi also saw that the situation was not good and suddenly roared, charging towards Hong Jing, who had just exchanged three blows with Cai Shu and was standing at the forefront.

Miao Mu, Gongyang Jinbo, and Ling Dong Shan also reacted instantly, leaping forward together.

"With this level of cultivation, you think you can defeat us?"

With a cold snort, Xuan Wuqi's vision suddenly blurred. Hong Jing ignored them and brushed past them, intercepting Cai Shu with several "bang bang" sounds. Before they could react, Wen Ninghou, who had uttered that disdainful snort, flashed in front of them.

"Bang!" Xuan Wuqi felt a flash of purple light, and a fist appeared before his eyes. In his alarm, he only had time to cross his arms in front of him to block. A powerful force surged, and Xuan Wuqi felt his arms instantly go numb and lose all sensation. His entire body staggered back five or six steps. Unable to regain his balance, he fell backward into the small stream behind him, completely soaked.

Miao Mu, Gongyang Jinbo, and Ling Dong Shan were also struck in the chest, their calves kicked, and their abdomens elbowed. They fell to the ground, their faces pale, unable to stand up for a while.

"Luo Bei, why aren't you moving!"

Xuan Wuqi, soaked and filled with shame and anger, saw Lin Hang charging forward while Luo Bei remained standing still. He roared in exasperation.

"Why does it seem like their progress is faster than mine!"

Xuan Wuqi didn't know that Luo Bei had been momentarily stunned because he saw Miao Mu and Gongyang Jinbo's hands and feet begin to glow with a faint green light as they charged forward, indicating their cultivation progress was also faster than his. It wasn't until Xuan Wuqi fell into the water and roared in anger that Luo Bei snapped back to reality. But now, looking around, Cai Shu was entangled with Hong Jing, and Wen Ninghou had single-handedly defeated Xuan Wuqi and the other two in an instant. It was clear their side could not win.

With a "bang," Cai Shu was once again forced into a direct clash with Hong Jing. Hong Jing merely swayed slightly, but Cai Shu couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, her face pale, her hands seemingly unable to lift. "A good-for-nothing, and you dare to make a move?" At the same time, Wen Ninghou flew up and kicked Lin Hang in the back. Lin Hang lost his balance, lunged forward, and fell face-first to the ground, several bloody scratches appearing on his face.

"Stop!" Luo Bei's blood rushed upwards, a deafening roar echoing in his mind, his temples throbbing.

"What, scared?" Wen Ninghou looked disdainfully at the blood-reddened Luo Bei and said, "Or do you admit defeat now and give up the Azure Snail Immortal Fruit?"

"Luo Bei!" Xuan Wuqi, who had leaped out of the stream, his hands still trembling uncontrollably, roared with earth-shattering fury, "If you admit defeat, don't ever call me Junior Brother again!"

"Admit defeat?" But Luo Bei didn't even look at him. He just stared intently at Wen Ninghou and the other three in front of him, speaking word by word, "You want to fight, right? I'll fight you! I'll take on all four of you."

"Luo Bei, are you crazy?" Cai Shu, whose hands were almost unable to lift, couldn't help but want to cry out. But what made her tremble uncontrollably was that after Luo Bei spoke those words, he reached out and pointed, "But not here, we'll fight over there!"

Following the direction Luo Bei pointed, everyone present couldn't help but take a deep breath.

One Blade Heaven!

What Luo Bei pointed to was a sheer cliff face, only two feet wide, with abysses tens of thousands of feet deep on either side! This cliff, stretching for a hundred zhang, was a unique, awe-inspiring natural wonder of Heavenly Blade Peak!

When everyone ascended the mountain earlier, they had already passed by and seen it. This sheer cliff, with no support on either side, could barely accommodate one person standing on it, and wasn't even as thick as an ordinary wall. Just looking at it from afar made one's heart pound with fear, let alone the biting mountain wind at the summit.

To walk on the sheer cliff of One Blade Heaven was truly like walking on a blade's edge in the sky!