Li Wuxie's black sword looked rough, but its sword pressure was incredibly refined.
The tip of the sword was highly sensitive. It could automatically sense a target's spiritual pressure and spiritual frequency, then adjust its own sword pressure to match them, launching a resonance attack.
This was a sword art far beyond the Immortal Venerable level—an exceptionally advanced technique!
If it had been an ordinary Immortal Venerable sword art, why would Lu Ya have taken an interest?
Other than Lu Ya, no one present could understand this attack.
The black sword advanced silently, sending ripples through space as it slowly thrust toward Lu Ya's chest.
The reason it wasn't aimed at Lu Ya's Immortal Platform was that Li Wuxie didn't think he deserved to die.
Li Wuxie knew all too well what sort of person Xu Yinglong was.
When he saw Lu Ya crush Xu Yinglong's skull beneath his foot, he had almost wanted to applaud. But given his position, he had to condemn the act in the strongest terms.
As long as Lu Ya didn't make an outrageous demand, he could handle today's events all on his own.
But the problem now was that this Elder Lu, who had popped up from who knew where, was simply too domineering!
He even dared to demand the Immortal Court's inspection ship?
If a high-ranking female steward showed up, would you try to get her into bed too?
What Li Wuxie didn't know was that the high-ranking female steward Wine Fox Immortal had already been taken to bed by Lu Ya, who had trained her into the shape of a tool.
With Elder Lu here, there was no way to wrap things up today.
He had to beat him into the same state as Xu Yinglong before this matter could be settled.
He had to strike with this sword!
The street.
At the cliff's edge.
Aboard the other six Immortal Ships.
Everyone held their breath.
In their eyes, Li Wuxie's sword represented the irresistible might of Xingtian, the Immortal Court's enforcer.
For a moment, the entire Floating Mountain fell silent.
On the Sword Terrace of Little Bamboo Spring Mountain.
Liu Xuanye stood at the cliff's edge with her hands behind her back, her brows slightly furrowed as she watched in silence, trying to understand the sword.
High above.
Wine Fox Immortal sat cross-legged on the Giant Gourd. Ignoring the injury to her shoulder, she folded her arms, resting a wine gourd against her chest. From time to time, she lowered her head for a sip, looking utterly detached as she watched the show.
At the cliff's edge in Azure Phoenix City's square.
Ning Zhongzi gazed up. Her ample chest rose and fell slightly, and the palm tucked inside her sleeve had grown sweaty. Her breathing, usually so steady, had become unusually ragged...
Not far away.
Zhang Pingzhi's excited heart had climbed into his throat.
At the same time, he felt it was a pity. Dying by Li Wuxie's sword would be far too dignified—not embarrassing enough.
Everyone else held their breath.
At some point, all spiritual pressure had settled.
The black sword continued its slow advance.
The seven-foot sword was longer than Lu Ya was tall.
Its broad, thick blade was wider than Lu Ya's arm.
Its sword pressure was calm—calmer even than Lu Ya.
The wind stopped.
The sword...
stopped too.
It halted just one foot from Lu Ya's chest!
It was as if it had struck a still pool. No matter how Li Wuxie thrust the black sword against the water or stirred up a resonance, he couldn't carve even the slightest ripple across its surface.
"Hmm?"
Li Wuxie was slightly taken aback.
He knew Lu Ya was concealing some of his strength, but this sword of his wasn't something strength alone could stop.
Could this young man actually be a master of the sword?
A faint ripple stirred in Li Wuxie's sea of qi, and he suddenly poured in more power.
Space trembled abruptly.
The black sword thrust forward again!
And again, it failed to advance even an inch...
Li Wuxie's expression darkened. His sword pressure surged higher and higher, yet it couldn't pierce the space a foot from Lu Ya's chest. In the end, the tip of the sword could no longer withstand the pressure and dissolved with the wind.
The black sword had advanced at a speed visible to the naked eye, then shrunk at the same speed. It soon vanished completely, as if it had been scattered to the winds like ashes.
Chief Li's sword had destroyed itself?
The crowd couldn't make sense of it. For a moment, everyone stood rooted to the spot, trying to understand this bizarre scene.
Li Wuxie was shaken to the core, but his face remained composed. From several yards away, he asked coldly,
"Who exactly are you?"
At the same time, he didn't expect Lu Ya to introduce himself.
The corner of his eye tightened ever so slightly, and an exceedingly sharp yet discreet strand of divine sense slipped into Lu Ya's body!
It was like a spring breeze bringing rain, yet sharp as a sword. Without the other party noticing, it could probe the details of the Immortal Platform within his body and the blurred scenes in his memories.
Li Wuxie silently closed his eyes.
His vision passed through layer upon layer of fog...
He saw an immortal mountain!
Early morning. On the broad sword practice ground,
a handsome young man with rugged features was swinging a long sword. With each repetitive, monotonous stroke, scenes from his life gradually emerged.
Immortal Monarch at seven.
Immortal Master at eighteen.
Immortal Sect Master at sixty.
Immortal Venerable at three hundred.
Immortal Saint at one thousand.
Immortal Emperor at three thousand.
His cultivation had advanced quickly and steadily, without a single misstep.
He had secretly cultivated until he reached the Immortal Emperor realm before leaving his sect. In the blink of an eye, he had made a name for himself across the West Court Continent!
The West Court Sword Pavilion had recruited him directly. He joined its ranks as a senior official, with a bright future ahead.
After slaying demons and vanquishing the Nether again and again, he had risen to the rank of nine-star Immortal Emperor in just a thousand years. Just before he was transferred to Immortal Court Headquarters, during a mission to exterminate the Immortal Tail—
he met the woman fated to be his undoing.
A Snake Immortal.
And then...
There was no then.
After that, his cultivation plummeted at lightning speed to the Immortal Venerable realm. The Immortal Court's headquarters demoted him to the Colored Cloud Immortal Domain, where he became a district chief in the remote East Floating Immortal District.
From then on, he led a dazed life with the Porcelain Sand Pot never leaving his hand and goji berry tea never leaving his mouth.
At this point, Li Wuxie broke out in a cold sweat and abruptly came to his senses.
This... wasn't Lu Ya!
This was his own life!
Li Wuxie's eyes went blank, horror showing in them as if he had seen a monstrous tidal wave.
It was as though he stood before a mirror, with nothing about him hidden from view.
Why had he seen his entire life inside this man's body?
Li Wuxie broke out in a cold sweat, feeling a chill crawl over him.
He had seen countless powerful experts. The powerful all had an aura about them. No matter how well they concealed their spiritual power, they couldn't conceal their bearing. Yet the man before him showed no fluctuations in spiritual power, and his bearing truly seemed that of an ordinary mortal.
Something was wrong!
Even an Immortal Emperor's divine sense paled in comparison to Lu Ya's max-level divine sense. Li Wuxie couldn't even imagine what such a scene would look like.
Could it be...
Li Wuxie suddenly recalled a strange physique spoken of in legend. Its Immortal Platform couldn't be used for cultivation, but was as smooth as a mirror, immune to and capable of reflecting all spiritual penetration. It was known as the Mirror Immortal Platform!
He had actually seen a "famous figure" with a Mirror Immortal Platform before. Could this man have one too?
Was that why he was immune to Liu Xuanye's Husband-Killing Restriction?
Was that why he was immune to Li Wuxie's resonance sword art, causing the black sword to crumble and vanish amid his ever-surging spiritual pressure?
Everything made sense!
Li Wuxie let out a breath and said meaningfully,
"Young man, your physique is quite exceptional."
Lu Ya only smiled, answering with equal meaning,
"Not as exceptional as Chief Li's skill at playing with snakes."
"Pfft—"
Li Wuxie's lower back gave a jolt, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of black blood!
His vision spun and darkened. He felt as if the entire sky were swaying.
His face had gone much paler, and the bags beneath his eyes had grown heavier. His whole bearing turned listless, and he even felt an urge to pull out his Purple Clay Teapot and down a mouthful of tea...
Was this guy a demon?
Lu Ya, however, felt that Li Wuxie looked much more natural like this.
"That black sword just now had the shape but no soul. While the goji berries are still in your system, bring out your Emperor Sword."
As he spoke, he casually took out the most ordinary iron sword.
"I don't think I've drawn my sword in a long time."
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