Bai Jin's Sword Dao

"Jinling, I'm worried. She doesn't have much combat experience. It would be bad if she got hurt."

Bai Jin looked speechlessly at Holy Mother Wudang. So if Jinling got hurt, that would be bad, but if he got hurt, it would be fine? He felt heartbroken!

Holy Mother Wudang explained further, "As for you, I'm more at ease. While your strength isn't invincible among those at the same level, you have many tricks up your sleeve."

Bai Jin blinked. He'd just take that as a compliment.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi thought for a moment, then broke into a smile, his handsome features radiating charm. "Qi Hu, you go."

A burly man froze, then grinned and replied, "Yes!"

He immediately shot into the sky, standing atop a white cloud. A malevolent aura emanated from his body, dyeing the surrounding clouds into black demonic clouds. Streaks of blood-red lightning flashed within the demonic clouds, and a low tiger's roar echoed.

Qi Hu declared loudly, "Qi Hu, Mysterious Immortal cultivation. I request your guidance."

Holy Mother Wudang frowned slightly. A Mysterious Immortal? Neither she nor her junior brother could go. As for the new outer disciples, they were still too young.

After a moment of silence, a graceful figure flew from Shangqing Peak and hovered opposite Qi Hu. "Shi Ji, Mysterious Immortal cultivation. I request your guidance!" she said crisply.

Qi Hu grinned and charged at Shi Ji, his demonic clouds transforming into a ferocious tiger's head.

Shi Ji gracefully retreated, producing a square silk scarf – the Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Scarf. She tossed it casually. The scarf spun and enlarged, shifting into a phantom Eight Trigrams Grand Formation, with Shi Ji standing atop it.

"Roar~" The pitch-black tiger's head lunged at Shi Ji.

Hum~ The eight corners of the Eight Trigrams Grand Formation lit up. From within the light, eight majestic divine generals emerged. Each divine general's armor was inscribed with a character: Qian, Kun, Zhen, Gen, Li, Kan, Dui, Xun.

The eight divine generals roared and simultaneously attacked the tiger's head.

As the divine generals neared the tiger's head, boom~ the head exploded. Streaks of scarlet claw shadows flashed. With a thump, the eight divine generals were sent flying backward simultaneously.

Qi Hu stood his ground, black iron claws on his hands, blood-red veins coursing through them.

On the cliff edge, Holy Mother Wudang said regretfully, "Shi Ji has lost! The magic treasures countered each other, and her combat experience was insufficient. Shi Ji is no match for him."

Two figures clashed in the sky. Shi Ji quickly fell into a disadvantage. Below, Bai Jin watched with growing solemnity.

Pfft~ A fair white arm broke off and flew out. Shi Ji cried out in pain and stumbled backward to evade.

Bai Jin instinctively took a step forward, his pupils contracting. Shi Ji was one of the few junior sisters who were willing to follow him. She absolutely couldn't be harmed!

Bai Jin suddenly took a step forward and shouted, "We surrender!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi chuckled lightly. "Qi Hu, stop!"

Pfft~ A claw pierced Shi Ji's abdomen and was yanked out violently. Shi Ji fell powerlessly downward.

Bai Jin quickly flew forward, catching Shi Ji in mid-air. He then turned and glared furiously at Qi Hu.

Qi Hu's eyes gleamed with bloodlust, and he grinned. "I didn't hear you."

"Very good! You're very good." Bai Jin turned and flew down with Shi Ji in his arms. Two female disciples immediately stepped forward to take Shi Ji.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's smile vanished, and he said coldly, "Qi Hu, did you not hear my words?"

Qi Hu shivered and quickly flew down, kneeling before the imperial carriage. He hastily explained, "Your Majesty! I... I got a little too excited."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi waved his hand. Pfft~ An arm flew off. Qi Hu grunted, his face turning pale.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi looked at Tongtian and apologized, "Senior Brother, my subordinate was disobedient. I've made you laugh. To prevent such a thing from happening again, please lend me the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage!"

Tongtian looked down at Bai Jin, his expressionless face asking, "Bai Jin, the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage was obtained by you. What do you say?"

Bai Jin turned to face Eastern Emperor Taiyi, his expression solemn. His daoist robe fluttered as he declared loudly, "I, Bai Jin, possess but one sword, capable of moving mountains, overturning seas, subduing demons, suppressing devils, commanding gods, plucking stars, breaking rivers, destroying cities, and opening heavens! Who dares to test me?"

On Shangqing Peak, Tongtian's eyes lit up. Eh~ He had grasped his own dao, was he going to pursue the path of the sword?! Good lad.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's expression also became serious. Through these words, he seemed to see a swordsman utterly devoted to the sword, sincere in his pursuit. Only through such extremity could one achieve the best. Such a person was undoubtedly terrifying.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi pondered for a moment and said, "Ying Lian, you go! Be careful of his sword."

A young man respectfully replied, "Yes!" He immediately shot into the sky, his gaze sharp as he looked at Bai Jin.

Bai Jin stepped onto the clouds step by step. The two faced each other, the air between them filled with a murderous atmosphere. The disciples below on Shangqing Peak unconsciously held their breath.

Bai Jin tilted his head back at a forty-five-degree angle towards the sky, his daoist robe fluttering. He said leisurely, "I have one sword, and I will only use it once. Are you ready?"

Ying Lian's gaze was grave. This was an opponent who had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. One sword could break all techniques; he would be extremely difficult to deal with. However, I am not afraid, he declared proudly, "Please, enlighten me."

Bai Jin conjured a long sword in his hand. He held the sword and bowed, "Bai Jin, Golden Immortal cultivation." He slowly straightened up and looked at Ying Lian.

Ying Lian, without suspicion, conjured a short saber in his hand. He bowed deeply, "Ying Lian, Golden Immortal cultivation. I request your guidance."

Bai Jin's eyes lit up. This was a good opportunity. His long sword flashed, unleashing the "Open Heaven" strike. A bright sword light swept across.

Ying Lian, who was in the midst of bowing, was greatly alarmed. He quickly raised his head, only to see a sword light already close to his eyes. He instinctively raised his saber to block in front of him.

The sword light swept past with a clang of reverberation. Ying Lian froze on the spot, his eyes still filled with shock. He said, word by word, in anger, "You~ cheated~ Is this your swordsmanship?"

Bai Jin placed his long sword behind his back. A gust of wind blew, his long hair flowing, appearing elegant and detached. He smiled and said, "This is my swordsmanship."

Ying Lian looked at Bai Jin with grief and indignation. A sword mark split open on his chest and back with a pfft. He trembled all over, and blood gushed from his front and back, dyeing his clothes red.

Below on Shangqing Peak, Tongtian's face darkened. As expected, it was like this. I thought he had truly grasped the path of the sword, but it turns out he was just tricking people again.

Daoist Duobao, sitting below, sneered disdainfully. Flattery and shamelessness. I am ashamed to be associated with such a person, yet in my heart, it feels so good!

Taishang chuckled, "Follow your heart, unburdened by worldly matters. Very good! Taiyi, you may return!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood up from his imperial carriage, stepped out, and said, "Since you have lost, I have nothing more to say. The karma is settled. We shall meet again." He bowed and returned to his imperial carriage, the curtains automatically closing.

Immediately, someone flew forward, escorting Ying Lian back to their ranks. The imperial carriage transformed into a fiery red sun and flew towards the sky.

Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian turned and walked into the palace. The palace gates rumbled shut.