Even the Max-Level Bigshot Has to Grind Cultivation
Chapter 8

This Sword Could Sever the Galaxy, Sun, and Moon, Could Break the Eternity of the Starry Heavens!

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Just three moves.

Jing Pu wasn't afraid. He had a little skill himself. Jing Pu's Sword Dao had reached the pinnacle of perfection. In this world of cultivation, it was one thing—but if this were a martial arts world, Jing Pu would be a Flying Immortal Beyond the Heavens of his generation!

Of course, at the end of the day, these were still the ways of mortals. They couldn't compare to these cultivators...

Still, Jing Pu felt that the person opposite him wouldn't really kill him, right?

At most, he would be badly injured!

Anyway, it was only three moves. At worst, he would endure all three. If he could withstand them, then he would. If he really couldn't, he could just roll his eyes and collapse on the ground. With Ling An'an here, and that old man who liked his calligraphy and paintings, Jing Pu felt that those two would surely save him somehow.

In any case, this was a sure win with no loss for Jing Pu. If he held on, he would enter the Divine Sword Sect. If he couldn't, his life wouldn't be in danger.

No one had expected Jing Pu to suddenly agree.

Di Chen had thought Jing Pu would refuse no matter what, coming up with every excuse imaginable. After all, strength couldn't be faked. The moment he stepped onto the field, he would be exposed.

Ling Tiannan and Ling An'an had not expected Jing Pu to agree so suddenly either. Wasn't Senior trying to pretend to be a mortal??

What did this mean? If he agreed, then once he made a move, wouldn't Senior's identity as an exalted expert be impossible to hide??

Before Ling Tiannan and Ling An'an could react, Di Chen suddenly shouted and gave Jing Pu a thumbs-up.

"Good~~ You've got guts!!!"

The rules were simple. Within a designated area, if Jing Pu was still standing where he was after three moves, then Jing Pu would win. That was all there was to it.

Very quickly, the site previously used for the Outer Disciple examination was cleared out. Those Outer Disciples were driven to the edges to stand.

Jing Pu and a white-haired old man stood in the middle of the grounds.

Jing Pu recognized this white-haired old man. He was the examiner from earlier.

On the high platform in the distance stood Ling Tiannan, Ling An'an, Di Chen, and Chen Pingping.

Ling Tiannan's expression was not very good. Right now, he was wondering whether Senior was angry.

Di Chen noticed Ling Tiannan's expression as well. He immediately smiled, stretched out an arm, and draped it over Ling Tiannan's shoulders.

"Come on, I'm telling you, you've really been fooled. This fellow is nothing but a fraud who deceives the world and steals fame!"

But before Ling Tiannan could speak, Ling An'an frowned slightly in displeasure and spoke first.

"Martial Uncle... Senior really isn't..."

Di Chen froze. Just as he was about to say something else, Ling Tiannan glared at Di Chen without a hint of courtesy.

"I don't care what you're up to, but if this Senior leaves in the end, I'll never let this go with you!"

Di Chen curled his lips. This master and disciple pair had truly been fooled badly. Then he waved his hand.

"Fine, fine. If you don't believe me, forget it. Once you've watched, you'll understand!"

Then Di Chen shouted down below, "You may begin!"

Below, the White-haired Old Man looked at Jing Pu and sighed softly.

"I'll give you one move. Come."

The White-haired Old Man was no fool. Seeing Ling Tiannan's attitude earlier, he knew Jing Pu had a close relationship with Ling Tiannan. Caught in the middle, he would have a hard time handling things. So, he planned to give Jing Pu one move first, then knock Jing Pu down directly in the final exchange.

Hearing the White-haired Old Man say this, Jing Pu nodded slightly and quickly said, "Thank you, Senior."

After saying that, Jing Pu took out his sword from his Space Bag. Many of his swords had been forged by himself, so he simply picked one out to use for now.

And the instant Jing Pu held the longsword, his entire bearing changed!

An ethereal, vast aura instantly burst forth from Jing Pu's body!

Like a Sword Immortal reborn, like a divine lord descending upon the mortal realm!

At this sight, even Di Chen's heart skipped a beat. For an instant, Di Chen wondered if he had truly been wrong?!

This aura... it... it was far too terrifying, wasn't it?!

Ling Tiannan and Ling An'an's hearts also skipped a beat. It was... it was over... Senior seemed to be genuinely angry...

The White-haired Old Man facing Jing Pu could not help but be dumbfounded as well. This??

This?? Was this truly a fraud who deceived the world and stole fame??!

It really... didn't look like it!!

Jing Pu could not see the expressions around him, nor did he know what was happening, because the instant he drew out his sword, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

And at that moment, in the eyes of the countless cultivators...

It changed... the heavens changed!!!

Heaven and earth were changing!!!

Though it was originally afternoon, the sun and moon spun madly through the sky. One moment, the heavens were clear for ten thousand miles; the next, stars dotted the firmament!

An immense and majestic aura burst directly from Jing Pu's body!!

That aura made everyone present tremble in their hearts!

That aura brought the entire Divine Sword Sect to a standstill. Everyone put down what they were doing and looked toward the Outer Disciple examination grounds, staring in terror at the strange phenomenon between heaven and earth!

And Jing Pu slowly began to draw his sword...

With every fraction of an inch Jing Pu drew, the cycle of sun, moon, and stars in the sky sped up another degree, while golden mist surged around his body!!

And when everyone present saw the golden mist coiling around Jing Pu, no one could remain calm any longer!!

They felt it... the Spiritual Power within their bodies was surging wildly, their True Qi circulating at high speed, with faint signs of a breakthrough!

"Holy... holy shit?!!"

Di Chen stared at the scene below, completely dumbfounded... His body had already begun to tremble...

This??!

This was a true great power!!!

It was real!!! He was absolutely not a fraud who deceived the world and stole fame!!

Ling Tiannan and Ling An'an were completely panicked as well. They had no time to pay Di Chen any attention. Looking at Jing Pu below, they shared only one thought.

Senior... was truly angry!!!

Senior no longer intended to conceal his strength!!!

Senior was about to teach the Divine Sword Sect a great lesson!!

Everyone could already sense it. Jing Pu's sword... carried the intent to move mountains and fill seas. This sword could drive back a million demons; this sword could sever the galaxy, sun, and moon; this sword could break the eternity of the starry heavens!

Once this sword descended, never mind what would happen to Jing Pu's opponent... the entire Divine Sword Sect... would probably be leveled to the ground, wouldn't it?!

Everyone was trembling from the terror in their hearts...

Just as everyone watched Jing Pu's sword, already half drawn, without knowing what Jing Pu intended to do...

A trembling, furious curse suddenly rang out.

"Fuck!!! I'm done with this!!! You old bastard Di Chen, no matter what, I've spent over a hundred years in the Divine Sword Sect and obeyed your every word. And now you're sending me here to die?!!"

That voice instantly jolted everyone awake. Jing Pu froze as well, then opened his eyes and looked over.

The instant Jing Pu opened his eyes, the aura around him and the strange phenomena in heaven and earth immediately dispersed.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his opponent—the White-haired Old Man—with a flushed face, stomping his feet and pointing at Di Chen, who had already been frightened into trembling all over, roaring in fury.

"I came here to cultivate, not to die! You old bastard, why don't you come die yourself!!"

"I'm done staying in this Divine Sword Sect!!!"

With a clang, before Jing Pu's utterly baffled eyes, the White-haired Old Man threw down the longsword in his hand, tore off the Divine Sword Sect robe he wore, then turned and ran toward the mountain gate while cursing, never once looking back.

That's right, he ran. And he ran unbelievably fast!

Jing Pu stood where he was, blinking in utter confusion...

Huh??

What... what was going on?

What the hell happened??!

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