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Chapter 38: Sorrow
writer:无罪      update:2022-07-21 15:26
  “Fire!”


  A clear female voice sounded.

  The speaker was Nangong Caishu. Her expression was grave, but because of the first time she was facing such a battle formation and sending this kind of order, her sharp voice trembled minutely.

  But the dozens of soldiers who had gathered under orders behind her did not hesitate at all. These soldiers were all old hands, their usual duty in the army was to target the flying sword of cultivators.

  The flying swords of cultivators were the fastest weapons on the battlefield at harvesting lives. So while these soldiers were not cultivators, they had experienced many tragic battles and their resolve had been tempered like steel.

  They had filtered out all unnecessary noise from the battlefield, including from Nangong Caishu’s voice. When the military order sounded, these soldiers expressionlessly raised their crossbows, and steadily pressed their copper triggers.

  Dozens of howls sounded through the air. This kind of sound was not unfamiliar to cultivators who had experienced battle formations before. Dozens of copper-colored metal flowers bloomed in the air. These were the edges of metal nets weighted down and falling.

  The slightly azure flying sword struggled like a fish caught in a net. But the more it struggled, the more the net twisted together until it turned into a copper-colored iron battle that fell heavily to the ground.

  This was the Sword Binding Net of the Qin Dynasty. Large amounts of copper nets with lead added could restrain flying swords, and could block off the flow of primal energies of the universe and vital energy to the greatest degree. But if not for that momentary chance where this flying sword was flicked up by the other flying sword, how could this Sword Binding Net easily catch this flying sword?

  Cheers and roars rose among the army.

  These soldiers naturally knew what price they usually had to pay to deal with a cultivator. Yet in this instant, three cultivators had been killed, one flying sword trapped. This was akin to the powerful army ahead losing its arms.

  All of this came from the military orders Ding Ning had issued before the advance.

  “Trap sword!”


  Only now did some of the cultivators who had appeared from grass react. The wild sword sword that had appeared the earliest had not been from their side, but was Ding Ning’s own flying sword!

  Plop!

  A spray of blood burst from the throat of a yellow robed cultivator standing in the grass.

  The flying sword that had flicked up the slightly azure sword came from the same area but it managed to escape the Sword Binding Nets in time. It was now silently passing through the grass until it passed through the throat of the cultivator who just lost his flying sword!

  The white sword light only appeared for an instant on the cultivator before disappearing to somewhere unknown. The threat of the flying sword, and the speed at which this army erupted to harvest the lives of cultivators caused this region of the world to pause for a moment.

  Of the seven cultivators who appeared out of the grass, only three were stopped in the grass now.

  No new orders were issued. But all the soldiers were now in awe of the abilities Ding Ning’s multiple military orders evinced. So this army appeared even steadier and colder as a mountain than usual. This kind of presence made the cultivators in the grass seem sadder.

  One cultivator took a step forward. He moved while others did not, so he naturally attracted everyone’s attention. This was a middle-aged man with white hair at his temples.

  Ding Ning looked quietly at him.

  This middle-aged man bowed from a distance at Ding Ning. Then he said, “You used a trapped sword to lure us to attack. This is just a problem of strategy. But why were you certain that we will appear behind your army?”


  “This has any meaning?” Ding Ning looked at the middle-aged man and said disdainfully, “Even if I answer your question, will you retreat?”


  “No one wants to die on purpose. Maybe we have other choices,” the middle-aged man said after a moment of silence.

  Ding Ning looked at this man and suddenly laughed. “People who see may have other thoughts, but those unseen will not change their original intentions and still want me to die. So unless those unseen people are dead.”


  Ding Ning’s words were incomprehensible to most soldiers, yet the middle-aged man, and the other cultivators, all knew the meaning behind his words.

  The middle-aged man grimaced slightly and said, “Can there not be a slight compromise?”


  Ding Ning looked at him and the other two cultivators. “How can I trust you?”


  The middle-aged man bowed his head slightly. He did not seem to respond but as he hung his head, two furious screams sounded from the cold grass.

  Two figures charged out of the soil, the grass and soil above turning into thick mist. Below the two figures, there was a sword light flashing with quiet light.

  Seeing the sword light chasing the two figures, Ding Ning’s arm suddenly rose. His hand was held straight making a slashing motion ahead.

  Seeing where Ding Ning’s gesture fell, the messengers around him, and even Guo Feng and Nangong Caishu wore shocked gazes.

  Yet the military order was the military order.

  Multiple messengers saw Ding Ning’s raised hand and swung their order flags!

  “Wind!”


  “Gale!”


  The cold and murderous army erupted like a volcano and gave off a roar. All the ballistas and seal weapons erupted at this moment. The heavy metal covered the sky like a twister and then fell down like a mountain.

  The middle-aged man looked up, extremely pale.

  The metal weapons covering the sky did not fall towards the two cultivators, but him and the other two cultivators. Behind him, the two cultivators screamed and dashed towards the middle-aged man’s side. Two sword lights flashed as they tried to shield the middle-aged man.

  Yet this middle-aged man knew the outcome could not be changed.

  The flying sword that had seemed to be chasing the two cultivators who erupted out of the soil urgently retreated to his body. At the same time, he shook his head and said, “If you can leave, then leave quickly.”


  Bam!

  A heavy hammering sound resounded. When the heavy items flying in the sky hit the ground hard in unison, the ground rippled.

  The two cultivators next to him gave off sad cries but had no plans of escape. Their sword-wielding arms were already bloodied and unable to be lifted up. To their great sorrow, multiple flying swords were flying up from the army ahead, but among these flying swords, there was not that initial flying sword.

  That flying sword blooming with fine flowers had already appeared in front of the middle-aged man’s retreating sword.

  Volume 2 33 - Resolve Worries

  This chapter has been brought to you by me, and larkspur.

  The cultivator dressed in moon colored robes carried a sword that was a similar moon-white. The vital energy flowed from his body into the sword, summoning the primal energies of the universe to form a thin glowing layer of light on the surface of the sword.

  This sword appeared light but was in reality extremely strong and sharp. The two experts above realm five he had killed, had been cut open by the weapon in his hand.

  The commander who stood by silently, as though he were a part of the destroyed chariots, was extremely patient. He waited until the glowing light of the moon-colored sword grew dim before he suddenly moved.

  A muffled sound occurred under his feet, like an enormous hammer hitting something covered in cotton.

  Ordinarily, a sound like that would not catch the attention of the people within the battlefield. But in the next moment, this indigo armored commander became the focus of all attention.

  Two waves of energy rushed away from him as he advanced. The vast power caused all the soldiers on his advancing path, to fly out along the waves of energy.

  The indigo armor he wore, originally, had not shown any patterns, but at this moment, it was covered in tightly packed golden seal scripts.

  Scorching heat gushed through these seals, creating rushes of sparks.

  Feeling the presence exuding from this commander, the swordsman dressed in moon-colored robes paled. This was his weakest moment. But from a certain viewpoint, this was also the strongest time of his life.

  Because his opponent was unprecedentedly strong, he had to arouse all his power, including his life-saving measures.

  A clean white crystal, carrying the presence unique to a lifebond item, appeared in front of him. The pure light flowed like water into his long sword. At the same time, the roar of mountains moving resonated from the sky.

  Many of the flying swords in the sky gave off terrified hums and dodged.

  People could not stop themselves from shouting in shock.

  While this swordsman in moon-colored robes killed people, as if they were grass and could kill a realm five with a blow, he had been hiding all this time. Only at this moment did people suddenly realize that he was a realm seven grandmaster.

  The indigo armored command had lunged in front of him.

  A sharp sound.

  A bright purple flame appeared from the indigo armored commander’s hand.

  A muffled roar sounded in the world.

  This deep sound drowned out most of the noise on the battlefield, making everybody’s heart beat wildly.

  The figure of the swordsman in moon-colored robes disappeared instantly.

  When everyone recovered, they discovered that this realm seven swordsman’s body had turned into a stream of white light in the night, and been thrown back dozens of meters.

  The indigo armored commander stood motionlessly where he was.

  His figure appeared mighty. His indigo armor started to crack

  As the seal scripts gleaming with golden light had absorbed the momentum of the collision just now, in exchange, the indigo armor was splitting up, and blown away by the vital energy rolling off him in pieces.

  Under the collapsing indigo armor was a thin middle-aged man.

  His right hand held a purple item that appeared like a short stick. His bearings were slightly fragile and melancholic, but unspeakably determined.

  "General Fan!"

  In a long hard battle like this when realm seven experts had no power left, everyone else was naturally even more exhausted. But the moment this middle-aged man appeared, cheers and shouts roared. Many seemed to have immediately regained strength, courage and even the confidence of victory.

  In a battlefield like this, in this world, only one General Fan could give his soldiers such confidence.

  The Chu Dynasty’s General Fan Dongliu of the Hundred Victories.

  One side was the Chu army. The other side was mostly dressed in black armor, and the cultivators were mostly swordsmen. This was naturally the army of the Qin Dynasty.

  Hearing the joy in the shouts and cheers, it was possible to conclude that the Chu army had originally had a commander here, and most people did not know of Fan Dongliu’s presence.

  Seeing the grandmaster in moon-colored robes sent flying by one blow, the swordsmen nearby, dressed in light armor or cloth, showed expressions of grief and leapt towards Fan Dongliu.

  Fan Dongliu’s expression was as normal. The stick-like purple item in his right hand gave off jewel-like light. A unique presence went back into his body. His right hand remained hanging as he shot out purple light with his left hand, easily killing these swordsmen.

  He was one of the top experts of the Chu Dynasty, his power surpassing normal realm seven grandmasters. He had endured, silently, previously in battle, in order exalt a decisive effect in this moment.

  Once he had killed these swordsmen, he flew upwards towards the north, and landed towards a large and heavy chariot at a speed faster than most flying swords.

  This chariot looked like a square cauldron, different from ordinary chariots. Sitting in the center of the chariots that defended against seal weapons, was a lonely old man.

  This old person did not wield a sword, but each ripple of his presence would cause a place on the battlefield to surge. The Chu cultivators in that area would immediately disappear.

  In Fan Dongliu’s eyes, this old person was the greatest threat on the battlefield.

  Not just because the other certainly had realm seven cultivation, but because every attack of the old person appeared to change the situation of the entire battlefield. Each of his attacks accumulated victory for the Qin army.

  Fan Dongliu could not think of any general like this among the people he was familiar with in the Qin Dynasty. But he was sure, if he could successfully kill this old person, then this great battle would end in their victory.

  The grandmaster dressed in moon-colored robes was Gongyang Ningyi of the River Goddess Sword School. He had been the only threat on the path to killing this old man. Fan Dongliu used dozens of cultivators and an imperial gold armor to successfully remove this threat. In his view, no one could disrupt him from fighting this old man.

  But at this time, Fan Dongliu suddenly felt an extraordinary presence. He looked up in disbelief at the endless sky.

  Several white flowing lights had appeared in the sky.

  These flowing lights were not the light of the flying swords, but true flames. The white starfire fell from the endless sky.

  At this moment, Fan Dongliu was filled with thoughts……

  In the past battlefields of the Qin Dynasty with the Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties, starfire like this had appeared many times before. Many famed generals had fallen in the starfire. The starfire represented one of the most powerful inheritances of the Ba Mountain Sword Field. But the legendary female cultivator who had exerted this power many times had completely changed her identity.

  "Amazing!"

  Fan Dongliu’s mouth twisted bitterly. He immediately guessed the identity of the old person, the disbelief in his eyes quickly turning to great emotion. He murmured softly to himself,

  Deer Mountain.

  The sky was about to be bright.

  There were only a few stone steps left ahead of Emperor Yuanwu. Walking from the beach closest to Deer Mountain to ascend the mountain, he had used up the entire night.

  In his perception, he could not feel the unusual vibration from the distant plains. He knew that the battle had finished, and a confident smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

  Coincidentally, in the milky-white sky, a small meteor flew by.

  "The general star has fallen, very auspicious."

  Historiographers would naturally judge and record astronomical phenomena like this, but he had already determined the judgement and said to Huang Zhenwei.

  In his view, he would determine the history books of the future.

  Translator Ramblings: Considering the distance, Empress Zheng Xiu’s attack is essentially a ballistic missile.

  Volume 5 33 - Strange Fire

  There were many people in Celestial Seal Sect who could defeat and even kill this Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth, yet those people were not of the same generation as this youth.

  “You lost.”


  Amidst the silence, the youth said seriously to Fang Shunyi. Then he swept his eyes towards all the Celestial Seal Sect members present. His gaze seemed to automatically filter through the older members of Celestial Seal Sect and landed on the young disciples instead. Then he asked, “Anyone else?”


  No one responded for a while.

  Fang Shunyi was among the top of Celestial Seal Sect’s younger generations. Also, when he fought this Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth, he had decisively used the true seals he had made over many years. The other people in the sect who could rival him thought they could not match his power at that moment.

  An unspeakable presence spread.

  Murong Xiaoyi felt ashamed.

  Seeing no one respond, the Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth raised an eyebrow and said seriously, “If no one accepts, you have to follow the agreement and give this sect over.”


  Murong Xiaoyi paled and then she flushed red. Many young Celestial Seal Sect disciples had similar expressions.

  “Let me try.”


  A voice sounded at this time.

  This voice did not have a pure Yan accent and carried a Qin accent many Yan people hated.

  All gazes gathered on that person. Zhang Yi also turned to look.

  Just from the voice, he knew the speaker was Su Qin.

  Just like how Zhang Yi had passed the test to join Celestial Seal Sect, Su Qin’s admittance to Celestial Seal Sect was a mystery to most people. But unlike Zhang Yi who was an object of dislike, the latter had progressed quickly, so quick that it evoked jealousy.

  In a few short months, he had left behind the people who had entered the sect half a year ahead of him. Arranged by the teachers of Celestial Seal Sect, he was studying together with the Celestial Seal Sect students who had joined two years ago.

  In Celestial Seal Sect, he did not fit with the crowd. Even standing among the crowd, he appeared lonely. No friends stood next to him. His hands were tucked in his sleeves so no one could see his crippled left hand. His hair was very black, making his face appear exceptionally white.

  Su Qin was handsome to begin with. As a slight flush appeared on his white face, people witnessed an eerie beauty.

  But this could all be ignored in the eyes of the Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth.

  “All right.” He looked at Su Qin who was standing on the stone steps nearby and nodded simply. “Then you can attack.”


  Su Qin smiled and nodded in courtesy.

  In the next moment, the dust on the path in front of him was blown away by the power surging out of his body. At the same time, a fiery red true seal flew out of his left sleeve.

  This true seal burned in the flying dust and disappeared like a fallen leaf without even leaving ash behind. A trail of red fire appeared in the air to the left side of the Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth.

  At the sight of the fiery red fire, many confused sounds erupted in the surroundings.

  Su Qin had joined recently but had left behind most of the students present. In many people’s view, he could not be as strong as Fang Shunyi and could not represent Celestial Seal Sect in battle.

  The red fire of this moment was an ordinary true fire seal among all of Celestial Seal Sect’s true seals.

  Someone like Fang Shunyi who had thousands of seals was not a match for this Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth. Could this true fire seal be effective?

  The youth from the Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect could not understand either. As such, he had no interest in even looking at the fire. His left hand moved minutely. A beam of yellow light fell from the yellow sky above, turning into a yellow stone that flew towards the true fire.

  Using stone to defeat fire was an ordinary tactic in Celestial Seal Sect’s seal path. Unexpectedly, just as the yellow stone was going to hit this true fire, the red fire suddenly twisted like it was alive. Numerous ruler-straight seal essences appeared.

  The fire suddenly condensed, and in five different directions.

  Among a wave of disbelieving gasps, this ball of true fire formed five small and thin swords. With multiple hisses, the five jade-like small swords penetrated the falling yellow stone and attacked five different places on the youth’s body.

  Zhang Yi exclaimed in shock. He was not shocked at Su Qin’s incredible tactic, but out of worry for the youth’s life.

  This was too close. There was less than ten meters. These five swords were akin to five flying swords.

  The Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth too had not expected such a transformation. With a howl, a yellow paper seal flew out of his sleeve and his body also flew backwards.

  There were multiple explosions. Dozens of streams of true fire surged out of a patch of yellow sand.

  Multiple streams of fire splashed on the youth’s body. All those present saw several blackened wounds on the youth’s body.

  The youth shouted, and managed to steady his stumbling body.

  But at this moment, the vital energy in Su Qin’s body was surging wildly out of his left hand. Five true fire seals flew out of his left hand. The fingers of his left hand were twisted unpleasantly, and disgusting to see. But the energy charging out of his fingertips flew chaotically in a distorted manner and hit those true fire seals.

  Streams of fire appeared in front of the Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth and then spread into red true fire swords.

  The fire seals all disappeared. These swords flew quickly and fiercely. They were ordered differently and also came from different directions.

  As a result, the true fire swords formed a rain of fire.

  Murong Xiaoyi’s beautiful eyes were wide to their limits. She started to understand that this young person from Qin had used his crippled hand to create a different seal essence. He turned the ordinary true fire seals into a powerful sword seal.

  Thinking of her fellow student Zhang Yi who invoked dislike, as she felt admiration towards Su Qin, she felt even more hate for the former.

  Many people reacted faster than her. Back when Su Qin’s first true fire seal changed, the people around Zhang Yi looked at him with different gazes.

  But at this time, Zhang Yi did not notice the expressions and gazes of the people around him.

  The Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth was wounded and his movements clearly slowed. Su Qin was still evidently pursuing pure speed. He used speed so the Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect youth had a difficult time in order to quickly end the battle.

  But he felt that it would not be so simple. His intuition was the youth from Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect would not be defeated so easily. He just felt that the disciple who came to Celestial Seal Sect after two centuries of silence from Yellow Heaven Daoist Sect would not be easily defeated by one changed true seal.

  Gasps sounded at this moment.

  His pupils contracted.

  The youth spread his arms apart, golden crystal lines appeared on his body.

  These crystal lines of light passed through his body, spreading upwards until they connected with the yellow sky above that seemed to be a giant kite pulled along by countless threads of light.

  Su Qin’s expression changed dramatically.

  The moment the crystal lights came off the youth, his fire swords started to shatter. When the true fire swords fell onto these threads of light, they were cut into countless pieces.

  When the shattered true fire advanced even more, they were cut into smaller pieces by the threads of light. In the end, they turned into thin heat that dissipated outside of the youth.

  The youth’s body trembled minutely in pain. He gritted his teeth and glanced at Su Qin.

  One thread of light in his hand seemed to suddenly snap. He appeared to pull a great power down from the sky. As the thread snapped, it swept in front of Su Qin.

  Air exploded. Su Qin’s body flew backwards, passing above all the onlookers and falling down far away.