Heaven and Earth, I Alone Am Honored

"System, what the hell is going on? Explain yourself!"

Ye Qianqian furrowed her brows. According to her plan, after the Xuanyuan Sword appeared, no one should have been able to lift it. Then she would go to the Mu Lan Empire, pick up the Xuanyuan Sword, show off a little, fool the Mu Lan monarch, and scare the Yan Luo Empire senseless while she was at it.

But how had the Xuanyuan Sword ended up in someone else's hands, causing such heavy casualties to the Gama Legion? It made no sense!

Still, it was fortunate that the Xuanyuan Sword continued to obey her orders. Otherwise, she would probably have been reduced to dust by now.

"Ding!"

"Host, please don't be angry. The reason the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in that girl's hands is that she possesses a trace of bloodline power. Moreover, that bloodline is very special and triggered a resonance with the Xuanyuan Sword. That was why the Xuanyuan Sword took the initiative to seek her out."

"A special bloodline? Could it possibly be connected to Great Emperor Xuanyuan?"

After glancing at Mo Youyou in the distance, Ye Qianqian felt a trace of doubt. Then she shook her head. What a joke. How could the Dou Qi Continent possibly be connected to the Huaxia plane?

Unable to figure it out, she simply set the matter aside for now. This was a crucial moment for fooling people, and she couldn't afford the slightest delay. Every minute could mean millions of Shock Points.

"W-what's going on?"

Mo Tianming was dumbfounded. The divine weapon in Mo Youyou's hands, which had always been unrivaled, had actually lost all its power in front of this little girl. What was going on?

"Ancestor!" Old Yun Shan knelt on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face. He looked as aggrieved as a little wife.

"Ancestor, you've finally come! I thought... I thought I'd never see you again!"

That display left the millions of soldiers on both sides completely dumbfounded. This little girl was the ancestor of the Misty Cloud Sect? That couldn't be!

"Men shouldn't weep over trifles. What do you look like, crying and sobbing like this? Stop embarrassing yourself. How am I supposed to rely on you to manage the world in the future?" Ye Qianqian disgustedly kicked old Yun Shan away as he clung to her leg.

"Yes, Ancestor. Your disciple has learned his lesson. I won't cry anymore." Yun Shan didn't know what had come over him. Like an old child, he got up, sniffled a few times, and stopped crying, leaving many people speechless.

A dignified sect master of the Misty Cloud Sect and a Dou Zong expert had actually acted like a child in front of this little girl. It was unbelievable!

"Where did you get this sword?" Just then, Ye Qianqian abruptly released Conqueror's Haki. The kingly pressure of someone who stood alone above Heaven and Earth spread in waves across the entire battlefield, making the legs of millions of soldiers go weak and earning her another huge haul of Shock Points.

"K-kill this person! Youyou, attack quickly! She's a bad person!" Mo Tianming ordered shakily.

This little girl was too mysterious and too terrifying. She had to be killed.

"But, Father..." Mo Youyou hesitated. The little sister before her was much younger than she was. Was she really a bad person who deserved to die?

Earlier, Mo Youyou had only used the Xuanyuan Sword to kill people under Mo Tianming's instigation. Her mother, Murong Wan, had also told her to listen to her father. But was this little sister really a bad person? Mo Youyou was a little confused.

"No buts! Attack, damn it!" Mo Tianming flew into a rage. Ye Qianqian's appearance made him feel uneasy.

Mo Youyou nodded and suddenly swung the Xuanyuan Sword at Ye Qianqian.

"Ancestor, be careful! That sword is incredibly powerful!" Yun Shan knew the Xuanyuan Sword's might and hurriedly shouted a warning.

Mo Tianming and Yan Luo Cang sneered. Being careful was useless. Beneath the Xuanyuan Sword, everyone was nothing more than an easily crushed insect. Though they didn't know what had happened just now, this time it would definitely cut down everything.

Yet something no one expected happened. That incomparably powerful sword did not react at all.

Mo Youyou swung the sword several times with all her strength, but not the slightest ripple appeared on its blade.

"Ding!"

Congratulations, Host. You have obtained 10,000 Shock Points from Yun Shan.

Congratulations, Host. You have obtained 50,000 Shock Points from Mo Tianming.

Congratulations, Host. You have obtained 3,000 Shock Points from Mo Youyou.

Congratulations, Host. You have obtained...

The soldiers of the Mu Lan Empire stared in stupefaction. The divine sword had stopped working? What was going on?

"Come, come, come."

Putting on an act, Ye Qianqian beckoned toward the treasured sword in Mo Youyou's hand. The Xuanyuan Sword suddenly seemed to hear a command. It shot out of Mo Youyou's hand and instantly flew into Ye Qianqian's grasp.

This miraculous scene shocked the entire battlefield once again.

Seeing everyone's dumbfounded expressions, Ye Qianqian casually spouted, "Are you wondering why this sword is so obedient? That's because this sword was forged by me back then."

Boom!

The moment those boastful words left her mouth, everyone's head buzzed in shock once again.

This sword had actually been forged by this little girl?

Just what kind of existence was this little girl?

While everyone else let their imaginations run wild, Ye Qianqian fully embraced her role. She covered her eyes with her left hand, secretly took out some eye drops with her right, squeezed them into the corners of her eyes, and cried:

"Xiyue, I never thought that, just to see your master again, you would seal your soul inside the sword and willingly become its sword spirit."

After she cried for a while, a miraculous sight appeared. Blue light suddenly blossomed from the Xuanyuan Sword, and the soul of an incomparably beautiful young woman emerged from within it.

The young woman wore ice-blue battle armor. Heroic and valiant, she knelt before Ye Qianqian, a trace of pride showing between her brows.

"This disciple, Ye Xiyue, pays respects to Master."

This frightened everyone yet again.

In truth, Ye Qianqian had devised this fooling plan several days ago. She had exchanged for a holographic projector in the system shop and even prepared all the lines. She had merely been waiting to scare these people senseless.

Sure enough, the trick worked perfectly. Hundreds of thousands of people were completely taken in.

"Master, I never thought I'd be able to see you again. Xiyue is content now." The girl in the projection sounded desolate, though a hint of joy was mixed into her voice.

Ye Qianqian's tone turned cold as she demanded, "How did you die back then? Your aptitude was merely ordinary among my many disciples, but with your peak Dou Emperor strength, no one should have been able to stop you if you wanted to escape. Why did this happen?"

Everyone present was shaken once more. They wondered whether they had heard wrong.

Peak Dou Emperor?

Ordinary aptitude?

A master-and-disciple relationship?

This...

Ye Xiyue stuck out her tongue and said, "When I saw that something had happened to Master, I thought you had died. My mind heated up, and I wanted to avenge you. Although I killed more than a hundred Dou Emperors, I was exhausted in the end, and then I..."

"And then you kicked the bucket, didn't you?" Ye Qianqian rolled her eyes in exasperation and sighed. "When I accepted you as my disciple, I warned you to think things through and not do foolish things on impulse. But you just ignored everything I said. Look where that got you!"

"Yes, this disciple knows her mistake."

Ye Qianqian and the holographic projection spoke back and forth, completely ignoring the people around them. Yet the hundreds of thousands nearby listened with cold sweat pouring down their backs, causing countless Shock Points to pour in.

"Ah! There isn't much time left, Master. This disciple has to go. Xiyue hopes that Master will take good care of yourself. If there is a next life, Xiyue still wants to be your disciple."

As she spoke, the holographic projection slowly faded away. The young woman knelt and kowtowed several times before vanishing without a trace.

"Ding!"

The Divine Weapon Experience Card has expired.

With a system notification, the Xuanyuan Holy Sword that had awed the entire battlefield also vanished without a trace.

"Ding!"

Congratulations, Host. You have obtained 200,000,000 Shock Points from everyone.

"This..."

Mu Lan monarch Mo Tianming wet himself. The little girl before him was far too terrifying. The Xuanyuan Sword had actually been forged by her, and she had once possessed a peak Great Emperor disciple. Just what kind of monster was this little girl?

"Enough." Ye Qianqian circulated her battle qi and stepped through the air, walking higher and higher into the sky. Looking down at the enemy army, she shouted to frighten them, "To deal with all of you, one-tenth of my strength will be more than enough."

"What? This expert intends to exterminate us!"

The armies of Mu Lan and Yan Luo erupted into chaos in an instant, while the soldiers of the Gama and Chu Yun Empires cheered wildly.

Terror spread through the enemy ranks. Many people could not withstand the pressure and began fleeing from the battlefield, afraid that Ye Qianqian would crush them into powder in an instant.

Once one person started running, it immediately triggered a chain reaction. Nearly all the soldiers and generals rolled and crawled away in their escape.

"You people should consider it an honor to die beneath a single move of mine." Ye Qianqian shouted, "Witness Heaven and Earth, I Alone Am Honored, Myriad Swords Return to Origin, Buddha's Palm, and Northern Darkness Divine Skill—One Yang Finger!"

Mo Tianming and Yan Luo Cang's faces turned deathly pale. Just hearing the names of those techniques was intimidating enough. Who could have imagined that they would provoke such a godlike figure, who even intended to kill them all with one move? What were they supposed to do?

"I'm about to make my move. Ah!" Ye Qianqian shouted again, pretending to attack.

Mo Tianming and Yan Luo Cang were instantly scared out of their wits. With a thump, they fell to their knees and repeatedly slammed their heads against the ground more than ten times. Their foreheads were covered in blood as they wailed and pleaded.

"Senior, please calm your anger! We know we were wrong! We're willing to submit! Please withdraw your divine ability!"