Sword Twenty-Three Is Born!

Chapter Twenty-Six: Sword Twenty-Three Emerges!

Wudi City.

Yu Xinlang was in the City Lord's mansion. Even without stepping outside his room, he could clearly hear the discussions filling the city.

He frowned slightly, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

As Wang Xianzhi's most valued disciple, he was already renowned throughout the martial world, a top-tier existence among the younger generation.

Yu Xinlang slowly stood up, his posture tall and straight.

Although he acknowledged that Wang Ritain's sword and saber techniques were both terrifying, and that his own realm was higher than Wang Ritain's, he had also observed Wang Ritain's battles with the twelve Martial Slaves over the past few days. His own strength had improved, reaching the Great Finger Profound Realm.

In his opinion, if he didn't accept Wang Ritain's challenge, a shadow would inevitably remain in his heart, which would be extremely detrimental to his future cultivation breakthroughs.

"Wang Ritain, since you challenge me, I shall accept. Tomorrow, outside the East Sea, I will fight you!"

Yu Xinlang declared loudly, his voice ringing out.

As soon as this news broke, Wudi City erupted.

Martial artists, especially the younger ones, were flushed with excitement, their eyes gleaming. They rushed to spread the word as if sharing an incredibly glorious event.

"This Wang Ritain is simply a martial fanatic! He's been challenging everyone, first the Xuanyuan Family, and now Yu Xinlang. What kind of world does he want to carve out?" one young martial artist exclaimed in awe.

"Indeed, but it's precisely because of this that we are fortunate enough to witness such a spectacular duel. Tomorrow, we must get to the East Sea early to secure a good spot and witness the grace of these two geniuses," an elder beside him said, stroking his beard, his eyes full of anticipation.

Upon hearing Yu Xinlang's response in the city, Wang Ritain's lips curved upwards into a satisfied smile. He slowly retracted his powerful aura, like a tiger sheathing its claws, and headed towards the inn. At this moment, he had new plans in mind.

Back at the inn, Wang Ritain closed his door and sat down cross-legged. He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the system. Looking at the continuously fluctuating reputation points on the system panel, Wang Ritain inwardly mused that his current cultivation realm was sufficient, and it was time to redeem some other items. His gaze swept across the system's redemption list, finally settling on the Sacred Spirit Sword Technique.

"I'll choose you!" Wang Ritain said softly. Then, without hesitation, he used all his reputation points to redeem martial art advancement points, pushing the advancement points for the Sacred Spirit Sword Technique all the way to the perfect realm.

In an instant, countless sword moves appeared in Wang Ritain's mind. These moves were sharp, elegant, or powerful, each imbued with boundless might. Wang Ritain felt a pure and vast sword intent surge within him, an intent that seemed like the Heavenly Dao looking down upon the mortal world, possessing an irresistible force.

As the sword intent continuously condensed, Wang Ritain's golden primordial spirit slowly emerged. Around the primordial spirit, space seemed to solidify, and time appeared to stand still. The entire inn was enveloped by this powerful sword intent, and the tables, chairs, and bed within the room trembled slightly under its oppressive force.

Wang Ritain slowly opened his eyes, excitement flashing within them. "The world-destroying Sword Twenty-Three is about to emerge. With this sword, I will not fear even those in the Great Celestial Phenomenon realm!" Wang Ritain murmured, his voice filled with confidence.

At the very moment Wang Ritain learned Sword Twenty-Three, a powerful sword intent, like a brilliant meteor, shot straight into the sky. This sword intent shook half of Wudi City. The people in the city looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with surprise and curiosity.

"What's going on? Has Wang Ritain broken through again?" a martial artist exclaimed in surprise.

"This sword intent is so powerful; it's likely only Wang Ritain could unleash it. His cultivation speed is simply unprecedented in history!" another martial artist chimed in, full of astonishment.

Some even suspected if Wang Ritain was a son of the Heavenly Dao, otherwise, how could he possess such terrifying cultivation talent.

At this time, Yu Xinlang and Wang Xianzhi were in the City Lord's mansion. Sensing this astonishing sword intent, Yu Xinlang's expression instantly turned grim. "Master, this Wang Ritain has actually broken through again. It seems I cannot afford to lose tomorrow's battle!" Yu Xinlang stated firmly, his eyes shining with determination.

Wang Xianzhi nodded slightly, his eyes filled with admiration. "Wang Ritain is truly a rare genius. His future is limitless," Wang Xianzhi said with emotion.

Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a was currently on his way to Wudi City. Sensing this powerful sword intent, his steps paused slightly. "This sword intent is so strong. If the opponent were in the same realm as me, my sword would likely be unable to withstand it," Deng Tai'a murmured. With that, he quickened his pace towards Wudi City.

Cao Changqing, the refined middle-aged man, was also drawn by this sword intent. He felt a vast sense of pressure and inwardly marveled, "Wang Ritain's strength has already become this formidable. His talent is comparable to Ancestor Lu's," Cao Changqing said with emotion.

The news of Wang Ritain defeating the Martial Slaves and sweeping through Wudi City spread like wildfire throughout the martial world. The surrounding great dynasties were all aware of this young heavenly prodigy's formidable reputation.

The Xuanyuan Family in Huishan was plunged into a deathly silence. In the family's council hall, Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at the retainer who had come to report with an anxious expression. "Is what you said all true? Is Wang Ritain really that powerful?"

The retainer, his face full of trepidation, quickly replied, "Young Miss, it is absolutely true. I saw with my own eyes that Wang Ritain defeated the twelve Martial Slaves single-handedly, and now he is challenging Yu Xinlang. His strength is unfathomable."

Xuanyuan Guoqi sat to the side, and upon hearing this, his heart trembled. He knew all too well that Wang Ritain had become so powerful that no one in the family, except for the Ancestor, could match him. If Wang Ritain wasn't dealt with quickly, the Xuanyuan Family would likely face annihilation.

The disciples of the Xuanyuan Family, upon hearing this news, were like startled birds. They murmured amongst themselves, all hoping that the Ancestor would return soon to resolve the major problem that was Wang Ritain. Otherwise, the Xuanyuan Family's position in the martial world would be precarious, even facing the crisis of being removed from existence.

The news of Wang Ritain challenging Wang Xianzhi's top disciple also spread like wildfire. Huang Longshi, the skilled fortune teller, received a series of messages before even arriving at Wudi City. His brows furrowed, and he was utterly shocked by Wang Ritain's actions. "Who exactly is this Wang Ritain? His appearance is completely beyond my control," Huang Longshi muttered, his eyes filled with confusion.