Borrowing a Sword

Borrowing a Sword

"If you still want to leave Phoenix Cry Tavern alive, you'd better kneel before you speak."

Li Xianyun's smile vanished as he spoke calmly, still sipping his tea without shifting his gaze in the slightest. Li Chengfeng was nothing to him, but this involved Grandmaster Mo Shan. During the Southern Isle Sect selection, Grandmaster Mo Shan held a certain degree of authority, after all, he still bore the title of an outer sect elder.

Bai Ningbing watched Chen Qiye with great interest.

Ye Guxue slowly opened his eyes. That simple movement startled Bai Ningbing and made Li Xianyun freeze.

At that moment, Chen Qiye took a step forward and said to Su Manman, "Miss Su, lend me your sword."

"What are you planning to do?" Su Manman was stunned, instinctively handing the sword to Chen Qiye.

"Didn't you want me to leave something behind? Then I'll leave behind a sword move." Chen Qiye spoke indifferently.

The moment those words fell, the entire hall erupted.

"Ding! Emotion Points from Su Manman +100!"

"Ding! From..." Listening to the system notifications, Chen Qiye finally relaxed inwardly. So they're all cultivators. Their Dao Hearts are hard to stir, and the Emotion Points are clearly far lower than in the Battle Through the Heavens world.

"One sword move, and you think you can trade it for your dog life?"

As Ge Tianfeng spoke, he could not suppress the sneer on his face. "Who do you think you are? A holy land's Holy Son? Or the descendant of some mighty expert?"

"Come, come, come. So what if this old man lets you have one move?"

As he spoke, he assumed a stance, clearly intending to let Chen Qiye strike first.

Chen Qiye gripped the sword, its tip pointed downward, and said calmly, "Oh, is that so?"

He gently drew the sword upward from below. Sword Drawing Form. As the sword rose, Chen Qiye's aura suddenly turned razor-sharp.

I have a sword that can slay all beneath heaven!

A streak of white light shot from the arc of his blade, blooming with icy radiance on the third floor of Phoenix Cry Tavern. Half the floor split open.

Riiip!

The space between Li Xianyun and Chen Qiye was ground to dust as if struck by a Category Twenty hurricane. Ge Tianfeng, caught in the middle, remained standing as though none of it had anything to do with him. His eyes were still wide, but the light had already vanished from them. He stood like a statue that had endured since ancient times, while a deep gash appeared beneath his feet.

Su Manman was rooted to the spot in shock!

The third floor of Phoenix Cry Tavern fell into dead silence.

Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at Ge Tianfeng.

Drip!

Drip! Blood dripped from his robes, gradually staining a patch of the floor red.

A chill ran down Bai Ningbing's spine. The two black-armored guards behind him had their mouths hanging open, yet they paid no attention to that as they trembled and said:

"That sword... was... terrifying!"

As the word "terrifying" fell, a thud sounded. Yet the one who collapsed was Li Xianyun.

Li Xianyun was dead!

At that moment, the guests on the third floor of Phoenix Cry Tavern felt as though they had plunged into a bottomless abyss. Even Su Manman was utterly horrified.

"He actually dared to kill Li Xianyun? How could he dare kill Li Xianyun?!"

The same thought that filled Bai Ningbing's mind arose in the hearts of many others. Li Xianyun was the heir to the Li Clan's next patriarch. Though the Li Clan had no mighty experts, it had quite a few experts in the Dragon Transformation Realm. Killing him was undoubtedly making an enemy of the entire Li Clan!

"Here." Chen Qiye returned the sword to Su Manman, then picked up Little Nannan.

Chen Qiye was equally shaken inside. He had no idea what Li Xianyun's identity was.

What shocked him was the terrifying power of the Heavenly Sword Art. He knew his own strength. He had only intended to send out a sword strike to intimidate everyone present, yet beneath the surging sword intent, that strike had not only slain Ge Tianfeng, but also Li Xianyun, a Dao Palace Realm cultivator. The thirty-six forms of the Heavenly Sword Art might truly be capable of cleaving stars apart!

Su Manman took back the sword, her beautiful eyes wide as she stared at Chen Qiye in disbelief. A minute ago, Ge Tianfeng had been arrogant and overbearing, acting as though no one in the world could match him, while Chen Qiye could only sit there and await death. Now Ge Tianfeng was dead, and Li Xianyun had died with him. Both had perished beneath the same sword form.

Yet Chen Qiye paid no attention to the crowd's fear. His expression was as calm as still water, as though he had merely killed two annoying flies.

Holding Little Nannan in his arms, he slowly walked toward the stairway.

That sword was absolutely not something a Wheel and Sea Realm cultivator could unleash. Su Manman cried inwardly. No wonder... no wonder you paid no heed to my goodwill...

Watching Chen Qiye carry Little Nannan away, Bai Ningbing finally understood why Ye Guxue had acted so unusually.

So he had already sensed this young man's sword intent!

The name Imperial Sword had not been earned through empty boasting.

"My name is Ye Guxue. If you encounter an opponent you cannot defeat, perhaps this name can help you." As Chen Qiye reached the stairs, Ye Guxue suddenly spoke.

Chen Qiye did not stop. He turned and smiled. "Chen Qiye."

"Chen Qiye?" Su Manman murmured. The corners of her lips lifted slightly into a mysterious smile, and with a flicker, she drifted directly downstairs.

After Chen Qiye and Su Manman left, not a single guest on the third floor dared move. Everyone trembled like cicadas in winter, their hands and feet icy cold. Li Xianyun had died, cut down by a single sword strike right before their eyes.

When the Li Clan came to demand accountability, not one of them would escape.

"Everyone, disperse. What happened today will do none of you any good if word gets out."

Bai Ningbing waved a hand, signaling them to leave.

The crowd exchanged glances, but in the end, they went downstairs. Packing up their valuables and fleeing for their lives was the only sensible course.

After everyone had left, Bai Ningbing finally let out a long breath. He glanced at Li Xianyun's body lying not far from his feet and said bitterly, "That sword intent was too terrifying. Just now, I thought I was dead for sure! Brother Ye, is he really a Wheel and Sea Realm cultivator?"

Ye Guxue nodded, then shook his head.

"Cultivation realm is only one aspect. True experts are not so clearly divided by realm. Don't forget, among the myriad races, there are far too many beings capable of killing across realms..."

"The sword is only one aspect as well. I suspect he possesses a special physique!"

Understanding flickered in Ye Guxue's eyes. "Judging by sword intent alone, it should not be possible for it to be so terrifying. That strike... even I might not be able to receive it easily!"

"What?!"

The moment he said that, Bai Ningbing was horrified on the spot, while the two black-armored guards were utterly awestruck!

Ye Guxue had already stepped into the Dragon Transformation Realm, a full three major realms above the Wheel and Sea Realm.

"In sword intent alone, he far surpasses me..." Ye Guxue said calmly. "But he is not my opponent. Killing him would not be difficult for me."

He made it sound easy, yet even so, it was enough to make Bai Ningbing quake with fear.

This was the third update.

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