The Hidden Danger of Losing Control (I)

Li Sushang was very flustered.

Although as a martial arts practitioner, sparring with masters is her pursuit, this one is a true ancestor.

Li Sushang's eyes were glued to Kane and Xing's fierce battle the whole time. As the saying goes, those involved are often blinded, while bystanders see things clearly. She understood that Xing had never been serious about the fight from the beginning, or rather, he had been controlling his output with the idea of honing the young hero named Kane.

It's terrifying. It has the power to divide the world, yet it can still smash eggs without breaking them. What kind of control is that?

Even though both of them later donned armor, Li Sushang felt that the armor was meant to prevent Kane from being killed by Xing so quickly.

The blonde girl next to her probably thought the same thing.

Then, Little Li Zi was dumbfounded.

Watching the shooting star gradually disappear into the sky, the young woman blinked her eyes in a daze. Was she imitating Chang'e flying to the moon?

Fortunately, Otto thoughtfully provided her with a satellite broadcast, and then Little Li Zi became even more flustered.

Although the distance was too great and only the energy leakage from the two battle could be vaguely seen, Li Sushang could see clearly that her young master seemed to have shattered the moon.

(Actually, Kane made that shot, but Xing could easily have done it too.)

To be honest, Li Sushang wasn't even this confused when she learned that the moon was actually a small celestial body.

That wasn't all; what truly shattered her worldview was that, in the next second, the moon reassembled itself.

"Light, time reversal... Is this really something only immortals can do?!" Li Sushang patted her numb scalp, then tugged at one of her ponytails. After confirming that she wasn't dreaming, she suddenly felt a sense of despair.

It is a chasm that cannot be crossed no matter how hard one tries; it is the huge gap between mortals and immortals.

So all the martial arts I've been painstakingly practicing are nothing in front of a true immortal...?

"Sweetie, comparisons are odious. He started as an ordinary person like you and trained to become like that." Teacher Luming tapped her head with a ruler, and Li Sushang suddenly snapped out of her daze. She grabbed Luming Lady's hand as if bewitched and asked excitedly, "Train? Can mortals become immortals?!"

"It's not that mysterious. There are no immortals in the world. It's just that some people call themselves immortals that immortals exist."

These words were like a wake-up call. Li Sushang released Luming and left thoughtfully, completely unaware of the faint smile on the girl's lips.

He has a good foundation. If we bully him a bit and train him properly, he will surely become a great person in the future.

—Let's have a moment of silence for Little Li Zi... By the way, in script #1, Black Xing is going to be a regular character here—

(Black Xing really likes Sushang's personality, and she also gets along very well with Xiao Shi.)

(Assuming the Xiao Shi is that mischievous)

"Are you ready, Little Li Zi? Your grandmaster doesn't hold back when he strikes. If you can't hold on, just admit defeat." The young general leisurely admired the blade in his hand. "Otherwise, what if I cut a few bloody gashes on your delicate skin? If it's not treated properly and leaves scars, a beautiful woman like you will be ruined, tsk tsk."

"..."

Hearing his shameless tone, which sounded like that of a lecher, Li Sushang felt both ashamed and angry. "Mind your place! How can an elder talk to a junior like that!"

Li Sushang's anger level: 10%

The audience—

"It's happening again. That brat has been verbally abusing me while hitting me lately. I can't stand him anymore. (bug)"

"Sigh, I hope that girl named Li Sushang won't suffer too much psychological trauma. (Bud)"

"She's from Shenzhou, and she's quite pretty, and at such a young age... I hope they won't kidnap her, right? (duck)"

"Hard to say, it seems like Brother Xing likes this kind the most. (Qingtuan)"

"Hmm, looks like good genes, should be able to have a son... (silly)"

"Headmaster, were you thinking something bad just now?" (Hira)

—The Silly Mom takes her son's choice of a spouse very seriously—

"Ahem, my skills are not yet proficient. In my humble opinion, your Taixu Sword Qi is not yet fully developed. I was just being presumptuous."

After calming herself down, Li Sushang first waved her hand to apologize, then straightened up and clasped her hands in a respectful bow, saying, "Then, please forgive me for any further offense!"

"Wait a minute."

Li Sushang was about to draw her sword and rush forward to offer herself up, but Xing shouted at her and stopped her abruptly, his big eyes revealing great confusion.

"Have you forgotten something?" Xing Huan held the knife behind his back with his left hand and rubbed it with his right, which made Li Sushang look confused.

"What, what is it?"

"He hasn't called me Grandmaster yet."

Bang!!!

Little Li Zi fell headfirst to the ground. Can't you be a little more serious on such an important occasion?!

"And next time, tell the fashion design department not to make the skirts so short. You can almost see my underwear. Oh, I added safety shorts. It's okay then." As the girl fell to the ground, the fabric around her waist flapped up and down according to the laws of physics, perfectly revealing a glimpse of her cleavage.

Li Sushang's anger level: 30%

"Disgusting! Shameless! Please have some self-respect as a descendant of immortals!!!" The girl blushed, covering her short skirt with one hand and pointing her sword at the innocent-looking young immortal with the other, shouting loudly.

"Is it my fault? I didn't make this outfit that only covers the back and not the front. I found the person who gave you the clothes."

These words were like a wake-up call. Big Pillow Li looked wistfully at Otto, who was watching the melon in the distance.

Otto was speechless. His young wife, who was eating popcorn next to him, fed him a peeled orange. "Did you sleep too long and freeze your brain? I can sell her in a hundred different ways and then give me the money."

"No, she's just a little too straightforward and naive."

"Isn't that just being stupid?"

"Don't think I can't hear you! My hearing is excellent!"

Fortunately, seeing Leonardo Little Li Zi, his face flushed with embarrassment, yelling at the grandfather and grandson watching the melon-eating duo in the distance, he turned around, shrugged at the camera, and looked helpless.

"Hey, are you still going to fight or not? If not, I'll kill you in a second and go beat up that Clumsy Goose." The bored young immortal raised his weapon and pointed it at Li Sushang. Only then did she come to her senses and quickly got back into position. Um, where were we?

"Oh, call me Grandmaster." Xing seemed to read her mind and said casually but actually very seriously.

"But, even if you are... logically and emotionally, I can't call you Grandmaster." Li Sushang used her brain to sort out the seniority between the two of them, and after finding that the system configuration was far beyond hers, she gave up thinking. "How about Young Grandmaster? That would suit your status and image."

In Li Sushang's mind, "grandmaster" should be an old man with flowing white hair, seemingly like an immortal, which is really unrelated to this energetic and handsome young man.

"That's a nice name, I like it." Xing was in a great mood, even the Kiana in the distance seemed pleasing to the eye. "Good boy, Little Li Zi, come play with your young master. If you have fun, I'll teach you a move or two, and I guarantee you'll be invincible!"

Ah, not counting the heavens. Fortunately, I added this in my mind.

"One glance is enough!" Li Sushang's fighting spirit surged immediately. She didn't seek to win, but only to force out the hidden strength of her young master!

Bang!!!

Under the twitching gaze of the spectators, Little Li Zi, whose head was practically smoking, rolled his eyes and fell straight forward. Xing, who had instantly appeared behind her and given her a flick on the forehead, was speechless. He slowly lowered his hand and kicked Li Sushang in the butt, saying, "That's called 'a promise is a promise,' you illiterate, don't you dare embarrass Shenzhou! You've disgraced the Taixu Sword School Sect!" He then kicked her a few more times, still not satisfied.

I've decided. I'll give her a good beating later and then take her back to teach her a lesson. Rosalia is more educated than her!

Fu Hua was watching the battle, lowered her head silently. Should she establish a rule for the Taixu Sword School to assess the cultural and educational level of its disciples in the future?

Theresa sighed regretfully. "That's too silly. It'll lower the child's IQ. Let's not have this one."

After recovering her health through the shamanistic ritual with the Luming Lady Miko, Li Sushang rubbed her head and got up from the ground. Just then, she saw the Miko skipping back to the sidelines. Just as she was wondering why another fox demon had appeared, the hot breath the man behind her exhaled onto her neck pulled her back to reality.

"Please have some self-respect!!!" Frustrated and filled with grief and indignation, Little Li Zi turned around and thrust out his sword. The sharp blade almost grazed the young immortal's earlobe, barely severing a few strands of hair.

"Good reaction, but the impromptu move wasn't decisive enough, and the force applied needs improvement." Before she could even see clearly, the boy had already grabbed her wrist holding the sword. With a light tap, Li Sushang felt a numbness in her wrist, and the weapon fell to the ground. But she reacted extremely quickly, immediately using her free hand to grab the weapon again. At the same time, her feet were not idle either; she swept forward to try to disrupt his center of gravity. However, Xing had anticipated her move and instead, she was gently pushed and fell backward. If Xing hadn't been holding onto one of her wrists, the back of her head would probably have made intimate contact with the ground.

Bang!

Under Little Li Zi's indignant gaze, Xing simply let go of her hand and watched as Li Sushang fell again, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she had fallen.

Susanna and Anna exchanged bewildered glances. Was this really S-Rank Valkyrie? Was the newcomer too weak, or was Sachi too strong?

To be fair, this is the first time that the Valkyrie of Schicksal has officially seen the enhanced Sachi himself. Even if he had appeared before, it was only in his early stages, and no one knew his current strength.

"You are an elder, how can you play tricks on your juniors like this..." Li Sushang jumped up almost the instant she fell, quickly put away after stabilizing her center of gravity, put two fingers together to form a sword at her chest, mobilized all her true energy to brew sword intent, and at the same time did not forget to glare resentfully at the "young master" who was whistling with his hands in his pockets.

Hey, where's the young master? Wasn't he just there a moment ago?

Li Sushang was stunned, then felt a pain in her chest. Her circulating true energy collapsed on its own, and she felt her blood and qi churning endlessly, and her internal organs felt as if they were being burned by flames.

In an incredibly short time, they swiftly sealed two major acupoints on her chest, disrupting her blood circulation and preventing her from making a move. How incredibly fast was that?

Seeing the young immortal with one hand on his back, beckoning her to come again, Li Sushang could only give a bitter smile. After barely managing to regulate her breathing and blood circulation, she rushed forward once more. One after another, illusory ice-blue sword blades appeared around her, quickly spreading across the entire area, with faint sounds of swords ringing out.

"A sword formation?" Xing squinted his eyes and saw a Lotus Platform bloom beneath Li Sushang's feet as she rushed toward him. The lotus flower vanished the next second and reappeared on the hilt of a sword in the sword formation. At the same time, she rapidly summoned a large number of flying swords to attack him. Meanwhile, her figure was ethereal and ever-changing, making her unpredictable.

"Sigh, these young people nowadays." Xing ignored the flying swords shooting at him from all directions, instead lowering his head and sighing in disappointment. The Dragon Sparrow·Unending in his hand trembled slightly, and an invisible wave spread out from him.

"They love to make all sorts of fancy and flashy things."

Countless flying swords seemed to have been paused, halting their trajectory. The next second, Xing lightly flicked his sleeve, dodging the blades and soaring into the air, looking down at the sword formation below.

"Little Li Zi, watch closely. The sword is not about quantity, but quality; the energy is not about quantity, but purity."

Li Sushang's figure emerged from the sword formation, holding her sword horizontally in front of her chest. As if sensing something, she faced the figure sitting in mid-air, her long hair flowing like an immortal—no, she was indeed an immortal. She tensed every nerve in her body.

Amidst the eager anticipation of the crowd, the young immortal gave a soft shout, then waved his sleeve in front of him, summoning an ancient scroll. He unfurled it and slowly read aloud:

"The Great Void possesses seven swords—"

At this moment, Li Sushang and Fu Hua both widened their eyes, looking incredulous. Could it be?!

P. S.: I haven't finished reading or updating the Sword Chronicles yet, so I don't know much about some of the swords' abilities. The author wrote it based on his intuition, so please forgive any discrepancies with the original work.

"First, Light Dust Willow."

A streak of light, like a snake, flew out of the ancient painting and instantly attacked Li Sushang. She dared not be careless. As Lotus Platform bloomed beneath her feet to dodge, she summoned her flying sword to block. Her intuition told her that she could not take this attack head-on.

As expected, all the flying swords slid off the "snake" without exception, failing to hit it directly.

The attack missed, and the streak of light flew back to Xing's side, revealing its true form: a soft sword two feet and four inches long, radiating an astonishing chill.

"Secondly, unparalleled."

A pair of Yin-Yang swords emerged from the hilts of an ancient painting. Fortunately, the swords formed a hand seal, and the swords, possessing a spirit, moved automatically without a master. They intertwined and spun rapidly in mid-air, condensing into a Yin-Yang fish totem that blocked the ancient painting before striking Li Sushang.

Sensing the astonishing power contained in this attack, Li Sushang advanced instead of retreating. Several flying swords rapidly circled around her. The jade lotus on the hilt of the sword lightly tapped, unleashing several dark blue sword energies to contend with the yin-yang fish. However, the sword moves were swallowed up as if they had sunk into the sea. In her astonishment, her brain raced. Holding the sword with both hands, her eyes were fixed on the rapidly spinning yin-yang fish totem. Everything around her seemed to slow down in that instant.

The sounds of the sky, the earth, the ocean, and everyone around seemed to disappear at that moment, leaving only the yin-yang symbol so close at hand in their eyes.

Its rotation slowed down, transforming from a visible yin-yang symbol into a black and white interwoven circle, and finally into two slowly rotating swords connected end to end.

Now!

With her senses returning to normal, Li Sushang swiftly thrust her sword into the center of the totem. A deafening clang of metal striking metal rang out, and the yin-yang fish shattered, transforming back into two peerless swords that flew back to Xing's side.

A smile appeared on the young immortal's lips, and his eyes showed a hint of appreciation as he looked at Li Sushang, who was slightly panting in the sword formation. "Not bad. You were able to judge its principle in just one short exchange and quickly find a way to break it. Are you really as wise as Kiana, pretending to be foolish?"

"I'm not stupid, Master!" Li Sushang grumbled angrily at Xing, who was floating and waiting for the CD, but she was still happy because she had been praised.

"Who are you calling wise but foolish? Was I really that stupid before?" Kiana, held tightly by Mei and Bronya in the audience, wished she could rush up and be sent to the ICU to be with Sigfried.

"Thirdly, the Feng Qingyang."

The young immortal summoned another sword, but Li Sushang stared at the ancient painting for a long time without finding a new sword. Just as she was wondering if her young master was not going to hold back this time and that the speed at which he released the sword was so fast that she could not detect it, she felt a chill on her neck. When she touched it, she found it covered in bright red.

The wind blew, the crowd gasped... countless tiny sounds reappeared in her ears. Only then did she realize that it wasn't because she was too focused that she hadn't heard the other noises, but because the "sounds" had long been taken away by Feng Qingyang, the sound-stealing sword summoned by her young master.

"Tsk, I was just praising you and you disappointed me. If this were on the battlefield, you would have been beheaded by now."

"Sometimes don't believe what you see. What you see may not be true, and what you hear may be deceiving. Follow your most instinctive judgment." Xing smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, but didn't stop what he was doing, continuing to recite:

"Fourth, Falling Without Trace."

Another longsword, gleaming with cold light, flew out from the ancient painting. This time, there was no concealment or sword technique; instead, it shot straight at Li Sushang like a sharp arrow. She dared not be careless and once again unleashed a sword strike with all her might. She was fully focused every second before and after the attack, not daring to miss any potentially fatal details.

However, she still panicked when the two swords clashed.

Because—she couldn't feel the sword strike at all.

Or rather, she could see the sword, but the sensation in her hand told her that she had struck thin air.

In that brief moment of distraction, the weightless sword's Falling Without Trace was altered by her power. After tracing a graceful arc in mid-air, it left a new wound on her cheek.

Blood flowed down the cracks on her delicate face, but Li Sushang seemed oblivious, her eyes fixed only on Xing's figure.

What will the next sword strike be like?

Can I really hold out until the seventh sword strike?

A slightly terrifying thought occurred to her.

Although she had long since passed the "sword-testing" trial and gained enlightenment, Li Sushang felt a long-lost emotion at this moment, an emotion called "fear".

Fu Hua, watching the battle, had incredibly complex emotions in her eyes. How could she not recognize the technique Xing was using? It was the [Taixu Sword Array] he had used when he first transformed into Crimson Kite. She never imagined that so long later, this technique, born from his past obsessions, would be revived by him, and—

His power is greater than before, because at this moment, he is a genuine immortal.

Moreover, unlike the other S-Rank Valkyrie who were watching the battle, Fu Hua, as the founder of the Taixu Sword School and the first Fusion Warrior, was able to discover some subtle details that the others could not.

She could sense that Xing's aura was very similar to the aura she felt when she first transformed into Crimson Kite.

She also noticed that from the moment he unfurled the ancient painting, a barely perceptible wisp of black began to spread through his white hair, which was streaked with red.

"Sixth, Crimson Absolute Shadow."

It was as if the King of Hell had summoned a sword, and Li Sushang was equally familiar with this sword.

Moreover, immortals are not comparable to Ma Feima. These seven swords will only become stronger, not weaker, in Xing's hands.

Whether in comprehending the Taixu Sword Intent or in other aspects of cultivation, he completely outclassed those seven rebellious disciples.

The world before my eyes shattered like a mirror, my vision was completely stripped away, and all I could hear was the movement of air.

You can hear the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air.

Li Sushang remained calm in the face of danger. Her fear actually helped her enter a state of extreme composure. She immediately determined the location and was about to make a move when Xing's words came back to her mind.

Every second on the battlefield is precious, leaving her no time to think carefully. Without time to ponder, Li Sushang gritted her teeth, followed her most instinctive judgment, and swung her sword at that spot.

Click.

Like a shattered mirror, a blinding light pierced the eyes.

Her sword cleaved a crack in the vast darkness, from which light emanated.

The next second, the darkness shattered like a mirror, and the familiar scene reappeared in her eyes. Normal vision was restored, and Li Sushang felt her heart pounding. She dared not relax and continued to maintain a high level of tension, preparing to receive the next sword.

Snap, snap.

Xing clapped his hands approvingly, "Good comprehension! A promising student indeed!"

Fifthly, freedom.

"Ah, sorry, I wasn't paying attention and jumped once. I'm really sorry. Little Li Zi, you really are something, the young master didn't notice and didn't even remind you. (￣△￣;)"

"Huh? ⊙▽⊙"

Swoosh—

Before Li Sushang could parry, another sword appeared from the ancient painting, attacking her with almost unparalleled force and overwhelming killing intent.

Li Sushang was also very familiar with this sword strike; in fact, she was quite accustomed to it.

Because this is her master's sword.

Its name is— Supreme Freedom

That was her sect, her origin, and her pride.

P. S.: This is the author's opinion; please forgive any OOC (out-of-character) elements.

He was the strongest among the Taixu Seven Swords, and also the number one person in the martial arts world at that time, second only to Crimson Kite.

And now...

Swoosh—

As consciousness returned to reality, cold sweat streamed down Li Sushang's face, mixing with her blood and dripping down.

The sharp tip of the sword was aimed directly at her brow, almost piercing her flesh and heading straight for her brain.

This horrifying scene was not the main reason for her horrified expression; Li Sushang was shocked by the person who had blocked the sword for her.

The woman wore a traditional Chinese ink-wash robe with gray hair and blue eyes. Her long hair flowed like a fairy. She easily caught the sword blade that Li Sushang could hardly defend with two slender fingers. A complex look flashed in her eyes. Then she threw it to Xing's side.

"Enough, Little Xing. This sword strike can no longer be called a training exercise; it was a sincere attempt to kill her. She has no grudge against you, so why are you so ruthless towards a junior?"

"Tsk, here we go again." Seeing Fu Hua appear, Xing's face showed visible annoyance, and at the same time, a clear black mark appeared on the side of his hair.

"Even if you, sir, didn't come and get in the way, I would have stopped in time. Don't you understand my meticulous control?" The young immortal suppressed his increasingly burgeoning negative emotions and kindly advised the immortal, "Don't meddle in the affairs of young people. Go back to your seats and eat your steamed buns."

"Okay, but you need to stop this pointless battle. I don't see any reason why this needs to continue." Fu Hua raised a hand to shield Li Sushang's eyes from the squinting, and glanced almost imperceptibly at Durandal, who was on high alert. "If this continues, even if you have the best control, they will be harmed, both physically and mentally."

"..." Faced with the immortal's obstruction, the young immortal remained silent for a moment, then raised one hand to cover his face.

"So, you've always been hopeless..."

Fortunately, he moved his hand away, and a terrifying red light shot out from his two red eyes.

"Idiot."

The rising anger almost materialized. Even with Fu Hua's protection, Li Sushang felt unprecedented pressure. Her biological instincts were frantically warning her to leave immediately, or she would really die.

Fu Hua wasn't much better off either; she felt the pressure from when Xing went berserk and transformed into the mutated Yun Mo.

Even if he were at his peak, he wouldn't be confident he could suppress him.

Just as Mom Hua was about to put on another show of maternal love and filial piety, a burning sensation in her lower abdomen made her expression change, and her body involuntarily retreated. Xing, who was above her, looked down at her and revealed a disdainful sneer.

"My immortal, do you think I didn't leave any backup plan when I restored your strength, in case you suddenly lose control and become Herrscher to ruin my plans? I'm sorry, I really didn't want to use it, but your emotional intelligence makes me want to laugh."

He's so old-fashioned and naive, it made him laugh in exasperation. Son, I feel so sorry for you, so angry for you, and you actually dare to lecture me?

Fuck you, oh sorry, that was rude of me.

It was wrong of me not to explain the purpose of this battle to you beforehand, but I figured it would be like talking to a brick wall.

PS: This was done by Hsing in the Movie Version; he wouldn't do such a thing to Mom Hua in his normal state.

"Hey, Little Li Zi, others might not understand, but you should know whose swords I just used, right?"

Li Sushang nodded stiffly, "Yes... it's the sword of my master and my martial aunt. You, young grandmaster, were able to perfectly replicate it... Could the secret lie in that ancient painting?"

"Oh, you mean this?" Xing waved his sleeve and slapped the ancient painting in front of Li Sushang. "It's just a special effects ornament. I picked it up on the way when I went to Shenzhou to subdue demons last time. It seems to be a painting made by people back then for those seven traitors. Heh, it can be considered a rare historical and cultural treasure."

That's what my mother and the others looked like...

Li Sushang blankly reached out her hand, wanting to touch the figures on the scroll. This was one of the few times she had a connection with the past five hundred years.

But, the next second...

"But what use is it to me?"

Several sword lights flashed like shadows, mercilessly turning this exquisite ancient treasure into countless pieces of waste paper right before Li Sushang's eyes.

"Don't be in a daze, on the seventh day, the Ink Dye Fragrance."

A Xuanyuan Sword, unchanged, pierced towards Li Sushang, who was still in a daze. She stared at the pile of paper scraps falling from the sky, reaching out her hand as if to grab something, but she couldn't grasp anything.

Clang!

The conjured sword blade was shattered by Li Sushang's furious attack. "Young Master! Don't push your luck!"

"Oh, am I being unreasonable? This isn't even an appetizer."

Seeing Li Sushang's rising anger and the hint of murderous intent, the man with half his hair turned black smiled and, as if the King of Hell were calling out his name, issued his final pronouncement:

"Taixu Sword Array, activate."

The six Dominion Key with different abilities, were arranged in a neat row, forming this sword formation created by Yu Xing.

Sound, deprivation.

Light, Xiao Shi, and even sight are naturally taken away.

The world before my eyes became nothingness, and I could not even perceive the slightest sound.

In the vast emptiness, Li Sushang gripped her sword tightly and raised her weapon against the enemy she couldn't even see.

Thinking about anything else is useless. Right now... the first thing to do is figure out how to survive!

Author's Note—

These past few days of military training have been killing me... After the final exams, time has been really tight. The promised 10,000-word chapter can only be published in sections tomorrow. This chapter is only 7,000 words long, so please forgive me!

Ah, according to the author's explanation, due to the psychological trauma inflicted on Sachi by the Herrscher of Consciousness in the Movie Version IF, Sachi is now very prone to turning into Black Xing at the slightest provocation.

(This is Li Sushang, who originally wanted to teach Mom Hua a lesson in the original plot, but when she suddenly decided to use the Taixu Sword Array to test Little Li Zi, she remembered the mess of the Taixu Seven Swords and got angry.)