Sword Twenty-Three Emerges!

Sword Twenty-Three Emerges!

Wudi City.

Yu Xinlang was inside the City Lord's Manor. Though he hadn't stepped outside his room, he had heard every bit of the city's discussion loud and clear.

He furrowed his brow slightly, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.

As Wang Xianzhi's most valued disciple, he had long since made a name for himself in the martial world and was among the very best of the younger generation.

Yu Xinlang slowly rose to his feet, standing tall and straight.

He acknowledged that Wang Ritain's swordsmanship and saber techniques were both fearsome. His own realm was higher than Wang Ritain's, and after watching Wang Ritain fight the Twelve Martial Slaves over the past few days, his strength had also improved. He had now reached the Great Finger Profound Realm.

In his view, if he refused to fight Wang Ritain, a shadow would linger in his heart, greatly hindering his future breakthroughs in cultivation.

"Wang Ritain, since you've challenged me, I accept. Tomorrow, beyond the East Sea, I'll fight you!"

Yu Xinlang's voice rang out, loud and clear.

As soon as the news spread, Wudi City erupted.

The people of the martial world, especially the young warriors, were flushed with excitement, their eyes gleaming. They rushed about, telling everyone as if they were sharing something truly glorious.

"Wang Ritain is an absolute martial arts fanatic! He challenges one person after another—first the Xuanyuan Family, and now Yu Xinlang. What kind of legacy is he trying to carve out?" a young warrior exclaimed, his face full of astonishment.

"Indeed. But it's thanks to that that we get to witness such a spectacular duel. We must head beyond the East Sea early tomorrow and claim a good spot so we can see the two geniuses in action," an old man beside him said, stroking his beard with eager anticipation in his eyes.

When Wang Ritain heard Yu Xinlang's reply in the city, the corners of his mouth lifted in a satisfied smile. He slowly drew in his powerful aura, like a tiger sheathing its claws, and headed toward the inn. He already had a new plan in mind.

Back at the inn, Wang Ritain closed the door and sat cross-legged. He shut his eyes and sank his consciousness into the system. Looking at the Prestige Points continually ticking across the system panel, he mused to himself. His cultivation was already high enough; it was time to exchange for something else. His gaze swept across the system's exchange list, finally settling on the Sacred Spirit Sword Technique.

"You're the one!" Wang Ritain said softly. Without hesitation, he spent all his Prestige Points to exchange for martial arts advancement points, raising the Sacred Spirit Sword Technique all the way to perfection.

In an instant, countless sword moves appeared in Wang Ritain's mind. Some were sharp, some graceful, and some fierce, each one containing boundless power. He felt a pure, immense sword intent arise within him, as if the Heavenly Dao itself were looking down upon the mortal world, imbued with an irresistible force.

As the sword intent continued to gather, Wang Ritain's golden Nascent Soul slowly emerged. The space around it seemed to freeze, and time itself seemed to stand still. The entire inn was enveloped by this powerful sword intent. The tables, chairs, and bed in the room trembled under its pressure.

Wang Ritain slowly opened his eyes, excitement gleaming in them. "The world-destroying Sword Twenty-Three is about to emerge. With this sword, I'll fear nothing, even against someone in the Great Celestial Phenomenon Realm!" he murmured, his voice brimming with confidence.

The instant Wang Ritain mastered Sword Twenty-Three, a mighty sword intent shot into the sky like a brilliant meteor. It shook half of Wudi City. The people in the city all looked up, their eyes filled with surprise and curiosity.

"What's going on? Has Wang Ritain broken through again?" a martial-world traveler asked in astonishment.

"This sword intent is so powerful that only Wang Ritain could have unleashed it. His cultivation speed is unprecedented!" another warrior echoed, his face full of amazement.

Some even wondered whether Wang Ritain was the Child of Heaven itself. Otherwise, how could he possess such terrifying talent for cultivation?

At that moment, Yu Xinlang and Wang Xianzhi were in the City Lord's Manor. Feeling the astonishing sword intent, Yu Xinlang's expression instantly turned grave. "Master, Wang Ritain has broken through again. It seems I can't afford to lose tomorrow!" Yu Xinlang declared, determination shining in his eyes.

Wang Xianzhi nodded slightly, admiration filling his eyes. "Wang Ritain truly is a rare genius. His future knows no bounds," he said with a sigh.

Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a was on his way to Wudi City. Feeling the powerful sword intent, he paused. "This sword intent is so powerful. If he's at the same realm as me, the sword in my hand will most likely be unable to withstand it," Deng Tai'a murmured. Then he quickened his pace toward Wudi City.

Cao Changqing, the refined middle-aged man, was also drawn to the sword intent. He felt immense pressure and marveled inwardly. "Wang Ritain's strength has reached such an astonishing level. His talent could rival that of Ancestor Lu," Cao Changqing said with a sigh.

News of Wang Ritain defeating every Martial Slave and sweeping through Wudi City spread throughout the martial world as if it had grown wings. Several nearby great dynasties learned of the young prodigy's formidable reputation.

The Xuanyuan Family of Huishan had fallen into deathly silence. In the family's council hall, Xuanyuan Qingfeng anxiously looked at the retainer who had brought the news and asked, "Is everything you've said true? Is Wang Ritain really that powerful?"

The retainer looked terrified and hurriedly replied, "Miss, every word is true. I saw it with my own eyes. Wang Ritain defeated the Twelve Martial Slaves single-handedly, and now he's going to challenge Yu Xinlang. His strength is unfathomable."

Xuanyuan Guoqi sat nearby. Hearing this, he was deeply shaken. He knew that Wang Ritain had grown so powerful that no one in the family, apart from their Ancestor, could defeat him. If they didn't deal with Wang Ritain quickly, the Xuanyuan Family could face annihilation.

After the Xuanyuan Family's disciples heard the news, they were like startled birds. They discussed it among themselves, all hoping their Ancestor would return soon and deal with the enormous trouble that was Wang Ritain. Otherwise, the Xuanyuan Family's standing in the martial world would be in grave danger, and they might even be expelled from it.

News that Wang Ritain intended to challenge Wang Xianzhi's chief disciple also spread like wildfire. Huang Longshi, the master diviner, had yet to reach Wudi City when he received the string of reports. His brows knitted together, and he was deeply shocked by Wang Ritain's actions. "Who exactly is Wang Ritain? His appearance has completely exceeded my control," Huang Longshi murmured, his eyes full of confusion.