Star Point Sword Art

P.S.: Whew, this update was a little late—my apologies. There will be an update tomorrow afternoon, and I'll strive for three chapters. I hope everyone will continue voting; let's aim to break three hundred today. Taixu offers his thanks.

Forcibly suppressing his fury, Ye Batian shot Ye Chen a vicious glare, then shouted at everyone in the arena, "What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket during the matches? All of you, quiet down."

At those words, the entire training ground fell silent. No one dared provoke Ye Batian to his face while he was in a rage. Not only was he a highly placed Inner Sect Elder of the Purple Sun Sect, but he was also a Late Primal Origin Realm martial artist. Within the Ye Family and even throughout Luocheng City, he was a figure of consequence. It could be said that if Ye Batian so much as stamped his foot, Luocheng City would tremble three times.

Ye Tianhao let out a breath and said to the servants beside him, "Bring over another VIP seat."

"Yes."

Several servants left with their heads lowered.

Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat awkward, City Lord Lin said to Ye Tianhao with a wry smile, "Patriarch Ye, I never expected your son to have hidden himself so deeply. He truly gave me quite a shock."

"Chen'er only returned a few days ago. Even I do not know much about his strength." Ye Tianhao's heart brimmed with pride, sweet as though he had eaten honey. On the True Spirit Continent, aside from one's own strength, having an outstanding descendant was what everyone dreamed of—especially those from great families or Great Sects. If the younger generation lacked talent and the old and new generations failed to connect, decline would come sooner or later. But if geniuses emerged endlessly among the descendants, the entire family would prosper forever, perhaps even rising to a higher level.

Ye Tianhao had once extinguished such hopes, but now they had reignited, burning ever brighter and filling him with boundless energy.

Ye Batian said gloomily, "At such a young age, he already has such deep scheming. What will become of him when he grows up? Ye Tianhao, what a fine son you have raised."

Ye Tianhao sneered. "Victory and defeat are ordinary matters for martial artists. Surely it cannot be that only your son is allowed to win while mine must lose!"

"To resort to such despicable means just to win—if you ask me, he will never amount to much in the future."

"Then let us wait and see!"

The two had not been at odds for merely a day or two. Ever since they had become aware of the world, they had found each other disagreeable and often fought until one side was dead and the other alive. Later, Ye Tianhao inherited the position of Ye Family Patriarch, while Ye Batian gained promotion within the Purple Sun Sect. Only then did their conflict ease somewhat, no longer as fierce as before.

At the referee's stand, the Third Elder remained dazed for a long while. Only after an elder beside him gave him a pat did he come to his senses and announce loudly, "Ye Chen wins. The next match: Ye Hai versus Ye Xuan."

Dropping into his seat, the Third Elder sighed. "What an extraordinary junior. Ye Tianhao truly gave birth to a fine son."

"Indeed. With peak Qi Cultivation Realm Tenth Layer cultivation, he defeated Ye Tang, who is at the True Condensation Realm Early Stage. That is even more difficult than an ordinary challenge across realms. I truly do not know how he did it." The Second Elder stared intently at Ye Chen below, as if he wished to see straight through him.

The Grand Elder, seated in the middle, reminded them, "It is fine to discuss it before me, but do not mention it in front of Ye Batian."

"Of course we know that."

"The match has begun. I wonder whether there will be another surprise."

At the center of the training ground, Ye Hai and Ye Xuan worked hard to calm the shock in their hearts. After a moment, they simultaneously raised their eyes and fixed their gazes on one another.

"Within a hundred moves, you will lose." With one hand resting on her sword hilt, Ye Xuan spoke indifferently.

Ye Hai burst out laughing. "I never thought I could last a hundred moves against you. Not bad. But I want to last more than three hundred moves. What do you say?"

"Then try it!"

Clang!

Her sword left its sheath. Ye Xuan tapped the ground with her foot and swept sideways. As she moved, the longsword in her hand blossomed with points of starlight, enveloping the vital acupoints across Ye Hai's body.

"Fine swordsmanship, but it is still not enough." Ye Hai's spirit soared to the heavens. The blade on his back flew from its sheath on its own and landed in his hand. Looking closely, its surface was covered in blood-red veins, as though it had been soaked in human blood during forging. A single glance was enough to make one's scalp prickle.

Blood Blade Eight Techniques!

The crimson blade light whirled into a ball, wrapping Ye Hai within it. Every now and then, one or two streaks of blade light broke free and flew forth to slash at Ye Xuan.

Clink, clink, clink, clink, clink...

Ye Xuan was not Ye Tang. She had long since stabilized her True Qi and taken a great step forward, reaching the True Condensation Realm Early Stage Peak. Her True Qi was deep and enduring, flowing without end. No matter how tightly Ye Hai defended or how fiercely he attacked, he could not stop her advance.

Sword Light seeped into the blade light, and the clothing on Ye Hai's shoulder abruptly split open.

"What a formidable opponent." Ye Hai frowned. In the instant he leaped backward, he slashed diagonally.

Whoosh!

A blade light detached from the weapon, slicing through the air as it shot toward Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan sneered. Her left hand was covered in a layer of Glazed Color, and with one palm strike, she shattered the blade light. At the same time, she flicked her longsword with her right hand. Brilliant starlight filled the sky, dazzling Ye Hai's eyes.

One step, two steps, three steps... ten steps.

Ye Hai retreated a full ten steps before dispersing the force, and he was momentarily horrified. Her strength exceeded even his estimates. If his master had not taught him one or two trump cards, he truly would not have been her match. Even so, his chance of victory did not exceed sixty percent.

There was no other way. Ye Hai drew a deep breath, and the robes around his body swelled.

Severing Mountains and Rivers!

With one slash, the air spread outward like ripples on water. A heavy aura, like a mountain range, firmly suppressed the advancing Ye Xuan.

The new VIP seat had already been brought over. Ye Tianhao, seated upon it, brightened. "It is Duan Yueke's famous ultimate move, the Mountain Severing Blade Technique. No, that should be a simplified version of the Mountain Severing Blade Technique. I wonder how Ye Xuan will deal with it."

City Lord Lin nodded. "Duan Yueke's Mountain Severing Blade Technique is rare even among Great Sects. With a single slash, it can split open even a small mountain. Its might is unmatched."

Facing Ye Hai's sudden eruption, Ye Xuan's expression did not change. Yet her longsword shifted to her left hand, while the index and middle fingers of her right hand came together and swept along the blade.

"To force me to use this move, you are already quite impressive."

Whoosh!

As Ye Xuan's fingers slid across the blade, a sharp ray of starlight suddenly shot out and slammed fiercely into Ye Hai's blade light. Then came a second ray, a third ray...

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Like fireworks exploding, Ye Hai's figure vanished completely from sight. No one knew what was happening within.

The next instant, the "fireworks" were blasted apart, and Ye Hai leaped out from within, laughing loudly. "That makes one hundred and eight moves already."

Ye Xuan said coldly, "No matter what Duan Yueke taught you, you are not my opponent." What she had just displayed was the Earth-grade Low-tier sword art, the Star Point Sword Art. Of course, it was only the first half. Only highly regarded Core Disciples could cultivate the second half. She had been chosen solely because her talent was high enough. Even in Jade Valley, she counted as an upper-tier genius; otherwise, even an Inner Sect Disciple could forget about learning it.

"Words alone prove nothing. Take my move—Severing Sun and Moon!" Ye Hai roared, and his blood-colored longsword blasted forth with an overwhelming momentum that blotted out the sky and covered the sun.

Ye Xuan's brows furrowed slightly. The speed at which her fingers swept along the blade doubled, and countless rays of starlight transformed into sharp blades that shot out like lightning.

Ye Hai's cultivation was ultimately a level below Ye Xuan's, and the blade technique he cultivated was not necessarily superior to hers. After holding on for a moment, his blade Momentum faltered and his True Qi became somewhat disordered. A ray of starlight struck his chest, sending him flying backward as he spat out blood and suffered defeat.

Outside the arena, Ye Chen was somewhat surprised. Ye Xuan's strength was truly unfathomable, and she still had strength to spare. No wonder she seemed so arrogant—she had cards up her sleeve.