A faint golden light shot into the sky, streaking straight toward the summit of Kunlun Snow Mountain!
Even Dongfang Nishang shot to her feet and cried out, "Wang Xian, who gave you the Questioning Heaven Sword?"
"Questioning Heaven Sword?"
Wang Xian lowered his head and looked at the hilt in his hand. The words "Questioning Heaven!" shimmered with a faint golden light.
It was as though they were telling him, That's right. I am the Questioning Heaven Sword.
"Boom!"
It was like a peal of spring thunder crashing down upon the square of Kunlun Sword Sect.
Every elder, and even some of the older disciples, exploded at that moment!
The Questioning Heaven Sword, which had vanished for ten years—ten whole years without a trace!
The Divine Sword of Kunlun Sword Sect!
It had actually appeared in Wang Xian's hands.
This was simply inconceivable!
They had gone mad!
Amid the rising tide of discussion, everyone went completely berserk!
In less than fifteen minutes, the little Taoist from Cloud-Rising Taoist Temple had actually produced two Divine Swords lost by the Four Great Sects!
And Wang Xian, holding the Questioning Heaven Sword, remained utterly unaware of it.
Just as Wang Xian was about to reply to his martial uncle, another icy voice rang out in his Divine Sea...
Wang Xian drew a deep breath and nodded.
He looked toward Dongfang Nishang on the platform and replied, "Martial Uncle, I'd like to borrow the sword for a while, and then..."
Grand Elder Dongfang Feihong cut in first. "Don't worry. Like Mystic Heaven Sect, we won't shortchange you on Spirit Stones!"
Fuck!
The Enforcement Elder let out a long, quiet sigh.
Compared with the sect-guarding sword that had vanished for ten years, what were five thousand Spirit Stones worth?
Although he had no idea where Wang Xian's sword had come from,
as long as the sword was now on the high platform, there was absolutely no way it could be allowed to leave Kunlun again.
A bitter look appeared on Wang Xian's face, and he did not answer at once.
Dongfang Nishang froze and blurted out, "What? You think it's too little?"
Wang Xian shook his head and said dazedly, "That's not it. If Kunlun wants to take back the spirit sword, you'll have to find a disciple to fight me!"
Although he did not particularly want to fight,
he suddenly realized that this battle would also be a chance to accumulate experience!
"A battle against Kunlun's prodigy. Win or lose, the sword will go to Martial Uncle!"
Wang Xian sighed. "Martial Uncle, you know this sword isn't my master's..."
"No problem. I agree!"
The Sect Master was in seclusion. For the moment, Dongfang Nishang could be said to have the final say in everything within Kunlun Sword Sect.
Not to mention that the Grand Elder and the Enforcement Elder were there to bear witness.
Dongfang Feihong also relaxed when he heard this. It was only a contest, and it would not sour relations between the Sword Sect and the Taoist temple over this sword.
Naturally, he had no objections either.
He smiled slightly. "Then let's begin!"
Dantai Xiaoxue leaned close to Dongfang Nishang's ear and whispered, "Master, are you asking me to fight Junior Brother?"
Dongfang Nishang shook her head. "The Grand Elder will arrange this matter. You are not to fight."
"Oh!"
Dantai Xiaoxue nodded. At that moment, she only wanted to count money. She had no desire to fight her junior brother at all.
Meng Xiaolou looked at the dazzling spirit sword in Wang Xian's hand and could not help praising it. "What a fine Questioning Heaven Sword!"
Wang Xian ignored him and instead asked, "Are there any rules for this battle?"
He was not confident he could defeat Meng Xiaolou. He thought that if throwing punches was forbidden, he might as well admit defeat outright.
Kunlun still had five thousand Spirit Stones. Added to what he already had, he possessed more than ten thousand now. He did not seem quite so short of money anymore.
Whether he fought or not, it was all the same.
Upon hearing this, Meng Xiaolou could not help looking toward Ximen Tinghua on the square, then suddenly burst into hearty laughter.
"My fists are hard too, so you'd better be careful!"
With that, he stepped back and slowly drew the Mo Saber in his hand, inch by inch.
"Buzz!"
In the blink of an eye, the Mo Saber let out a clear ring as it left its sheath.
A swordlike chill swept toward Wang Xian, making him shiver abruptly.
He could not help shouting, "What a fine Mo Saber! This is the first time I've ever seen a weapon like this!"
"Here I come!"
With a shout, Meng Xiaolou suddenly sprang forward.
The Mo Saber traced a strange path, thrusting upward from below.
He had even calculated the angle at which Wang Xian would draw his sword, making it impossible to block this vicious move.
But most ferocious of all was the terrifying momentum he carried.
Amid a furious roar, killing intent directly enveloped Wang Xian.
An emotionless slash cut forth. If Wang Xian made even the slightest mistake...
This single move would injure him and blast him flying!
The Mo Saber slashed out in an instant, all within the time it took to blink.
Wang Xian felt a blade of light about to knock the Questioning Heaven Sword from his hand!
His spiritual energy had only just recovered, leaving him unable to withstand the move head-on. He could only turn his head and twist his body aside...
He gripped the Questioning Heaven Sword with both hands, shielding one side of his body!
"Clang, clang, clang!"
Amid a burst of clanging sounds, the Mo Saber mercilessly hacked against the Questioning Heaven Sword. The Sword Qi it stirred up cut Wang Xian's hair away strand by strand!
A strand of Sword Qi swept across Wang Xian's cheek, leaving a trace of blood.
"Boom!" A deafening explosion rang out!
Wang Xian was gripping the sword with both hands, yet he suddenly rammed his body straight into Meng Xiaolou. Like a demon beast, he slammed into him and sent him flying into the air!
He had come within a hair of knocking him off the three-zhang-high platform!
In that split second, Wang Xian had used a move he had learned from Bear Two.
He abruptly launched himself forward with the force of his formidable body, unleashing a fatal strike that ignored everything in its path!
Blasted into the air, Meng Xiaolou let out a startled cry and flew back like a great bird!
The Mo Saber in his hand swept backward in a counter-slash, coming straight for Wang Xian!
Wang Xian showed not the slightest fear and directly unleashed A Sword in the Wind!
It was like standing beneath a snow-covered pine and slicing through the flying snow of an entire winter!
He slashed out a horizontal stroke before him, then a vertical one!
Ding!
The Questioning Heaven Sword instantly struck the Mo Saber, its tip ringing out with a clear chime!
A terrifying wave of Sword Qi spread outward in ripples, slashing down from the high platform in every direction and sweeping all the dust from the ground!
In everyone's eyes, Wang Xian had withstood Meng Xiaolou's move head-on without losing!
He followed with another slash, sending Meng Xiaolou flying once more. Dust filled the high platform, and Sword Qi crisscrossed through the air!
Meng Xiaolou twisted in midair like a fish and descended, flying toward one side of the high platform.
Standing at the platform's edge, he roared, "What swordsmanship!"
Then he asked, "That move of yours was too savage. What's the principle behind it?"
Wang Xian withdrew the Questioning Heaven Sword and held it horizontally before his chest. He replied calmly, "There's no principle behind it. I learned it from Bear Two. He's huge, so he often rams into me..."
Meng Xiaolou was rendered speechless.
Dantai Xiaoxue cheered, "Junior Brother, did you turn yourself into a demon beast?"
Tang Shisan laughed from the square.
She patted Ximen Tinghua on the shoulder and said, "Look, that fellow drove back Meng Xiaolou's attack without using his fists!"
Ximen Tinghua smiled faintly. "As long as he can win, there's nothing wrong with learning from a demon beast."
The cultivators on the square were numb with shock.
No one could have imagined that the frail-looking little Taoist would actually transform himself into a demon beast from the snow mountains!
And this seemingly delicate demon beast had actually rammed Nascent Soul Realm Meng Xiaolou flying!
Only the elders on the viewing platform did not think so.
If Cloud-Rising Taoist Temple truly had a black bear on the verge of taking human form, how could the strength it possessed be something Meng Xiaolou could rival?
Even Dongfang Nishang furrowed her brows.
She was wondering what kind of surprise Wang Xian would give her next.
"Again! I still have two more moves!"
After Meng Xiaolou spoke, the Mo Saber swept out!
"Buzz!"
A blade of Sword Qi sealed off a stretch of empty space, leaving no one any room to slip past him!
"Roar!"
Wang Xian let out a furious roar. Like a snow mountain rising from the earth, he charged into the air to meet his enemy. It was the most helpless choice he could make.
Because Meng Xiaolou was taller than him!
He had no choice but to turn himself into a snow mountain, attacking Meng Xiaolou from above with the force of Mount Tai crushing down from the heavens!
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