Like a divine dragon jolting awake, like a divine sword leaving its sheath!
Wang Xian abruptly lifted his head and looked toward the horizon.
A ray of sunlight fell upon his face. At that moment, no one noticed a faint golden light flash across him and vanish.
Just as it had last winter, when he was chained to the Coiling Dragon Pillar.
A flash of golden light had shone, carrying away the dying boy...
"Ching!"
A sword's cry jolted him awake. Sima Jue had drawn the Spirit Sword Elder Wang had tossed him!
The Spirit Sword left its sheath, bursting with that streak of golden radiance that had fallen from the sky, brilliant and dazzling.
Sword in hand, Sima Jue shouted, "Let me use my final sword to end your life!"
A resplendent sword light, swift as lightning, slashed toward Wang Xian.
"Ah..."
Wang Xian suddenly let out a groan—or perhaps a roar. His anger was so fierce that he bit through his lip.
A streak of crimson blood dripped into the wind!
A drop of blood fell into his palm.
In an instant, a gleam of light shone, as though sunlight had pierced the sky, passed through his face, and slipped through his black hair.
It fell between the fingers of the hand he had turned into a fist.
Rumble! The Spirit Sword in Sima Jue's hand roared like a flood dragon. Seizing the instant Wang Xian's attention wandered, it suddenly came slashing down!
That sword was too fast—so fast that the cultivators in the square hadn't even seen it!
And already it was before Wang Xian!
The square erupted in cries. Even Yun Yiluo and Wang Ruofei wore delighted expressions.
Once that sword fell, all their grievances would vanish with the spring breeze atop the Kunlun Mountains!
A sigh even rose from the crowd.
It was as though they deeply regretted Wang Xian's fate. If not for the rules in place today, who knew how many cultivators would have leapt onto the platform to fight in his stead?
Even the elders from the East Sea and Tianshan Xuantian Sect couldn't help crying out in alarm!
"Master, this is bad!"
Dantai Xiaoxue cried out and was about to dart forward.
Dongfang Nishang grabbed her and pulled her into her arms. "You silly girl!"
On the platform, Wang Xian suddenly used White Rainbow Piercing the Sun, turning his palm into a fist, fierce as a plum blossom...
At the instant Sima Jue's sword struck toward his head, Wang Xian's body twisted at an unbelievable angle, like a meteor chasing the moon.
In a flash, he shot three zhang into the air.
Just as everyone thought the young Daoist was about to fall from the platform, Wang Xian seemed to vanish in midair.
Like lightning, he wheeled around and launched a sudden counterattack!
Before Sima Jue could recover, before the thousand people above and below the platform could get a clear look—
Thud!
Crack!
Two sounds rang out one after the other in the wind!
With a turn as graceful as a startled swan glancing back, Wang Xian brought forth physical strength no weaker than a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator's and drove his fist into Sima Jue's chest!
"Ah..."
Sima Jue, struck in the chest, flew off the platform like a boulder, sailing dozens of zhang away!
As he hurtled through the air, a crack! rang out. Several of his ribs had been broken by Wang Xian's punch!
By then, Wang Xian had already drawn back his fist.
He returned to his previous calm, untroubled manner, though an irrepressible smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Blood sprayed through the wind, making the young talents in the square cry out in alarm!
Whoosh!
Wang Ruofei leapt from the viewing stand like a great bird and darted toward the square.
He helped Sima Jue up, checked him over, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.
Then he turned and glared at Wang Xian on the three-zhang platform. "The Academy will remember this grudge!"
"Does the Academy have no shame? Do you have no shame?"
Wang Xian looked down at the two men in the square.
He glanced at Duanmu Xi, who was striding toward Sima Jue with a furious expression, then at Yun Yiluo on the viewing stand.
Looking at the young talents in the square, he said, "If I produce the evidence that the Academy framed me, will the three of you kill yourselves here?"
"Way to go, junior brother!"
At last, unable to hold back any longer, Dantai Xiaoxue shouted.
She stepped out from before her master, planted her hands on her hips, and pointed at Sima Jue in the square. "I'm just afraid that when my junior brother produces the evidence, you won't even have the courage to kill yourself!"
Her words weren't a thunderclap, yet they rang louder than thunder!
Because Wang Xian wasn't the only one who had said them—Dantai Xiaoxue of the Kunlun Sword Sect had, too.
This time, even the young lady's master didn't step in to restrain her precious disciple's fury!
Even a pig seemed to understand what was going on now!
Holy crap!
If it was true, then Phoenix Academy in the Hundred Thousand Mountains had framed its own disciple—with both an elder and his student involved!
And they had even struck him with nine hundred and ninety-nine swords, yet he still hadn't died!
Hundreds of cultivators were furious, and hardly anyone dared imagine it.
What would it be like to have those nine hundred and ninety-nine swords fall on them?
It would be millions of times worse than death!
If they had taken even nine hundred sword strikes, they would have had only one thought: to beg for death!
Even Yun Yiluo was bewildered for a moment.
If what Wang Xian said was true, then the Academy's Law Enforcement Elder had helped his own son frame Wang Xian?
And all of this was probably connected to her and her mother.
At that thought, she could only sink limply onto the viewing stand, unable to say a word.
Sima Jue was already so enraged that he had passed out. How could he say anything?
Though he wouldn't believe until his dying breath that Wang Xian had evidence, Wang Ruofei alone didn't dare take the gamble. Just as Wang Xian had said, this was a matter involving the Law Enforcement Elder and his son.
If Wang Xian really produced evidence, wouldn't he end up looking like a fool?
Wang Xian had no intention of asking his martial uncle to reveal that recorded image. Instead, he waved to Dantai Xiaoxue.
He called out, "Senior sister, I'm heading home! Master is waiting for me to bring back Spirit Stones so he can buy wine down the mountain!"
At those words, everyone in the square was stunned.
So the little Daoist hadn't come to Kunlun for revenge at all. He'd come to collect Spirit Stones and bring them back so his master could buy wine.
No one had ever encountered anything like this before.
Duanmu Xi looked at Sima Jue, who had passed out, then couldn't help looking up at the boy on the platform.
She said coldly, "Junior brother, how could you strike him so viciously?"
"Don't get it wrong. I'm not your junior brother!"
Wang Xian pointed toward Dantai Xiaoxue on the viewing stand nearby. "She's my senior sister!"
"Back when I was on Phoenix Terrace and the father and son of the Law Enforcement Elder struck me with a thousand swords, where were you?"
Holy crap!
Every young talent's heart jolted, as if a thousand swords had stabbed into them.
They could all feel the weight of Wang Xian's words.
Except for the three people in the square, they all felt that the young woman named Duanmu Xi standing there must have a heart colder than ice.
Wang Ruofei shot Wang Xian a look filled with violence and murderous intent, but it quickly dimmed.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xian carried himself with such composure today, no longer pressing them aggressively.
He glanced up at the sky before saying, "I'm at Cloud-Rising Taoist Temple, south of Kunlun. If you want revenge, come at me. Bring it on."
Holy crap, everyone was stunned all over again!
What kind of boldness was that?
He had simply told them where he lived and said, if they wanted a fight, they should bring it on—he wasn't afraid!
Hundreds of people began to sneer.
As cultivators, they all understood that you must never let your enemies know where you were staying.
The boy before them clearly didn't take those three seriously at all!
Dongfang Nishang on the viewing stand spoke slowly. "Even if Phoenix Academy had a thousand reasons, after striking Wang Xian with a thousand swords and failing to kill him..."
She paused, then simply fell silent, as if saying another word would dirty her mouth.
Dantai Xiaoxue instead roared, "From that moment on, junior brother severed all ties with the Academy!"
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