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Chapter 74 - Lips Like Spears, Tongues Like Swords.
writer:无罪      update:2022-07-21 15:26
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  Those above realm seven were all grandmasters. Who among them was not outstanding?

  The hunchbacked old man’s bamboo staff started to sway slightly. Even though he knew that Bai Shanshui spoke the truth, he did not want to lower his head. Yet, at this time, he suddenly relaxed his hand. He took a deep breath and forced his anger to settle.

  "Those that are innocent will be cleared. Mister Bai values the people of Wei the most, even if you are puzzled, why be in such a rush?"

  A soft but especially peaceful voice sounded, "You have forced me out. What kind of explanation do you want me to give you?"

  Bai Shanshui slowly turned and saw a red-robed woman holding a black zither walking out, not far behind the hunchbacked old man. He sneered disdainfully. "You dare say the innocent will clear themselves. You dare say that Fish Market does not want the Lonely Mountain Sword Hoard I have, and has not tried to investigate my movements?"

  The red robed woman looked calmly at Bai Shanshui and said, "Mister Bai has the Lonely Mountain Sword Hoard and naturally should know that possessing the treasure is a crime. You also said previously that we are Qin, and you are Wei. We are natural enemies. If we kill, then we kill, if we do not, then we do not. The murder of your senior sect brother has nothing to do with us."

  Bai Shanshui raised an eyebrow.

  The red-robed woman spoke gently. "This lowly woman has finished speaking. Mister Bai, even if you do not believe, you too understand that, if we fight with our lives here, this place is close to the Wei River, you may not be able to escape unharmed."

  Bai Shanshui’s eyebrows continued to rise. His long eyebrows emanated an indescribable pride.

  "Believe or not, possible or not, I will only know if I try."

  He shook his head and looked at the red-robed woman. He said, "Personages like me will come to visit Fish Market for nothing?"

  Had someone else said "personages like me," people would find them arrogant and ignorant. But when these words came from Bai Shanshui, they appeared very matter-of-fact.

  The hunchbacked old man suddenly went on guard. However, Bai Shanshui had flicked three times with his right hand already.

  Three droplets of water floated towards the hunchbacked old man. When they reached the old man, they formed three transparent water bubbles that enveloped the old man’s body.

  The red-robed woman sensed something, her brows furrowed slightly as she reached to pluck at her zither.

  The strings vibrated. There was no sound, but numerous black bamboo stalks erupted out of the earth. The black bamboo immediately formed a dense forest, covering the sky, forming a world of its own that concealed all the movements of the primal energies of the universe.

  Bai Shanshui slowly and casually walked forward. Before him, time and space seemed to be unlimited. He only needed a step to reach the red-robed woman. He reached out towards the red-robed woman’s head.

  The red-robed woman raised a hand.

  The hands met.

  Bai Shanshui retreated to his original spot. Countless flows of black energy scattered in front of the red-robed woman. She swayed slightly and took a step back.

  At the same time, the hunchbacked old man was enraged. His hair stood on end. Endless black energy sprouted out from under his feet, making it appear as though he was standing on the passageway to hell rather than on the ground.

  He swung the black bamboo staff in his hand.

  Yet, to his shock, the three transparent bubbles around him were not as strong as he imagined. The three transparent bubbles collapsed under the impact of his black bamboo staff. His attack seemed to feel like a punch at full power that landed empty, unspeakably uncomfortable.

  Bai Shanshui stood with his hands behind his back as he looked silently at the numerous black bamboo stalks.

  The red-robed woman took a step in front of the hunchbacked old man. Her hands pressed down on the strings, she waited for Bai Shanshui to speak.

  However, at this time, in the quiet black bamboo forest, a resonant voice sounded. "Someone is waiting for you on the river."

  Bai Shanshui frowned. His body did not move, but a sharp sword essence broke from his body.

  A transparent water light flew through the air and cut an opening in the black bamboo forest.

  The voice belonged to a fifty something,with short hair, dressed like a businessperson. He did not give off a strong presence, but his expression was unspeakably calm. Facing Bai Shanshui’s gaze, he showed a hint of rebelliousness.

  "Who is waiting for me on the river?"

  Bai Shanshui narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "With your weak cultivation, I can kill you at any moment, you should answer honestly."

  The fifty-something short-hair man looked unconcernedly at Bai Shanshui. "I am just a messenger. If Mister Bai finds it interesting, you may kill me."

  "I want to see who dares to wait for me on the river."

  Bai Shanshui’s body shifted, and he flashed right past the short-haired man.

  In a moment, the entire Fish Market was filled with white mist. Like a giant dragon, a wave of white mist sprouted out the side of Fish Market.

  The river.

  Even without an explicit name, Bai Shanshui knew that it would be the nearest Wei River.

  The Wei River had strong waves, and only the water, a few hundred feet near the shore, had frozen. The accumulated snow had long melted and the floating ice had disappeared, but the water was still bone-chillingly cold. There were almost no boats fishing on the river.

  Bai Shanshui stepped with both feet into the river. As though he were a serpent, waves rose naturally and supported his body.

  In a flash, at the center of the river, on a reef stone that was only several inches above the surface, he saw a figure standing.

  This figure was not tall, and seemed half a head shorter than him. The figure stood there motionless. In Bai Shanshui’s gaze, the figure appeared indescribably proud.

  He himself was one of the proudest, unrestrained, and rebellious people in the world. All cultivators in the world knew that the method of the Wei Cloud Water Palace would grow strong in water. Once he stepped onto the surface of the river, Bai Shanshui would be at his strongest. But this person chose to meet him at his strongest battlefield. This person was even more arrogant than Bai Shanshui.

  Bai Shanshui stood motionless, but the waves pushed him faster than any ship in the world. Soon, he was only several dozen feet away from the person standing on the reef rock.

  Feeling the heated coal-like presence boiling in the air, Bai Shanshui paused and his lips moved. "Fourth Mister Zhao?"

  In the next moment, he sneered. "I was wondering who in the world was so proud. Now I think about it, it can only be the swords of the Zhao Sword Furnace."

  The handsome young person standing on the rock was much shorter than ordinary people. His expression was calm, but his gaze was unimaginably sharp. This was the strongest of the Sword Furnace, Zhao Si.

  At Bai Shanshui’s words, Zhao Si replied coolly. "You are very different from the rumored unrestrained brute. You forced the Shang Eldest Miss to fight at full power, I think, to see if she had just had a hard fight."

  "Zhao Qi was killed in the streets of Changling. Zhao Si and Zhao Yi appear together in Changling." Bai Shanshui looked with slight disdain at Zhao Si and said,"You did not want to see me just to praise me."

  Zhao Si did not conceal and said calmly, "Of course it is for the Lonely Mountain Sword Hoard."

  Bai Shanshui gave a small enchanting smile. "Everybody in the world wants the Lonely Mountain Sword Hoard."

  Zhao Si clanged at him and said, "I am not like them. Other than the Lonely Mountain Sword Hoard, I also want to see your sword. Without the Lonely Mountain Sword Hoard, I also want to see your sword."

  Bai Shanshui’s smile faded and he did not speak.

  Zhao Si continued. "When my master’s sword took form, he wanted to see the swords of the world. Later, he fell to a conspiracy and before his death, his only regret was that he hadn’t been able to fight that person. I his most trusted disciple, will naturally fulfill his last wish. I have desired the White Mountain Black Water Sword of the Wei Cloud Water Palace for a long time."

  Bai Shanshui said harshly in sarcasm. "It seems that the rumors are true. The people of the Zhao Sword Furnace are all madmen."

  "Our paths are different."

  Zhao Si looked at Bai Shanshui and spoke in a sedately calm tone. "Your actions in these years is all for the Wei. Even without a hope of regaining your country, you still want to shield the remains of the Wei Dynasty from the storms. But the Zhao Sword Furnace is different from you. The Zhao Sword Furnace was a pure cultivation place. We never had thoughts of fighting for one dynasty or one king. We only pursued our Zhao Sword Furnace sword path. We have our country in our hearts but no king. Since our country no longer exists, we only have our enemies and the sword path we pursue."

  In the eyes of many people, those who were great rebels were likely to work together, but the true situation was that two tigers could not coexist on the same mountain. Due to their different pursuits, for many years Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si had not crossed paths. Today, when they appeared, there was no regret at not having met sooner.

  Even more so, no expert who was about to reach the peak would share the treasure they obtained with someone they did not know. No one was willing to give up their original lofty position to someone else, even if there was just a possibility …… especially when facing an existence like Zhao Si who could influence the situation of the world.

  "Everyone wants to complete what they want to do."

  Bai Shanshui looked at Zhao Si and slowly said, "Everyone wants the Lonely Mountain Sword Hoard, but the Lonely Mountain Sword Hoard is in my hands so I am the fated one."

  Then he took a deep breath and said even more slowly, "For a long time, I have also desired to meet the strongest sword of the Zhao Sword Furnace."

  Translator Ramblings: Guess who is most happy that rebels are fighting each other?

  Volume 4 74 - Not As Cold As You

  Both the moon and the endless wind and rain were stopped by the sword essence he formed. Yet it was only the moon, wind and rain that was unable to get near him, the powerful impact when forces collided could not be blocked and passed on to him.

  Because of this, Gu Huai gave a shout of anger.

  As he shouted, his body gave off an enormous boom like two great waves crashed together in his body and then burst out. Countless wrinkles suddenly appeared on his face. Crystal light flew out of his wrinkles, each ray like a shattered blade essence and sword essence.

  Gu Huai’s eyes were filled with disbelief and pain. He looked down at his body. A wound appeared on his abdomen. Blood surged out and it was possible to make out his internal organs. Debris formed on the surface of the organs, flashing with some black light like a sandstorm on the plains. The wound that split from inside to out was not caused by any one present but from Tang Xin from the previous battle.

  He had borrowed Zheng Xiu’s power to kill Tang Xin and caused Tang Xin to look like a passerby he had just encountered on the street. Yet, in both resolve and physical body, the other had left great wounds.

  Even though he had absorbed some of the spirit rain, the rain had stopped when he reached the center of the ancestral lands. So under both internal and external forces, the wounds created by Blade Emperor Tang Xin broke out first.

  Zhan Moke’s eyes were full of pity when he looked at the screaming Gu Huai. When the peerless wind and rain appeared, he knew that Gu Huai would undoubtedly die. He found it hard to believe that a legendary member of Ba Mountain Sword Field would die like this, so simply, and even felt some sympathy.

  But he still remained wary.

  **

  Gu Huai knew better than anyone present, but other than the anger filling his body, he still was in disbelief. Just like many people on the verge of death, he did not believe that he was about to die. But regardless of whether or not he believed, he knew he was about to die.

  He looked up at Ding Ning.

  Other than the odd middle aged man connected to the purple tree who had fallen back on the ground after his attack, everyone understood his intentions before death.

  A black dot appeared in the sky. Then there was a mountain. There were shattering sounds along the way, but not one knew if it was the palace being crushed or the air being torn apart.

  Following his gaze, the sword mountain fell towards Ding Ning.

  “The thing you want to do most before death is wanting me to be buried with you. May I ask who does this benefit?”


  “Was it me who had you come here to kill me?”


  “You are about to die, do you still care about her and Yuanwu? Do you still care that I may be stronger than you in the future?”


  “You do not want to keep me and see what I can do against her and Yuanwu?”


  Ding Ning looked up at that sword mountain. The shadow of the sword mountain tightly enveloped him.

  This sect master of Spirit Void Sword Sect, at this moment before death, even without Zheng Xiu’s help, was still unimaginably strong and even stronger than when he first faced Tang Xin. This attack was all focused on Ding Ning yet Ding Ning just looked calmly at the falling sword mountain as he continued to speak.

  Gu Huai’s body trembled inexplicably. Not due to his wound, but due to the intensity of his emotions. Just Ding Ning’s first words had influenced him greatly and caused his sword essence to fluctuate. The sword essence in this attack was no longer perfect. But no matter how imperfect, it was still an attack from the master of Spirit Void Sword Sect, and this was still this Sword Mountain Sword.

  Zhan Moke’s gaze was on the Sword Mountain Sword.

  Just as the Sword Mountain Sword appeared in the sky and the killing intent locked on to Ding Ning, a black blade appeared in his hands. This curved blade had countless mottled marks like weathered agate. Yet every curved mark seemed to shine with holy moonlight.

  When Gu Huai’s sword essence started to waver, Zhan Moke made a choice. His hands gripped the hilt of his blade and he screamed. The attack seemed to awaken and absorb the soul of the indigo serpent that had just died here. Within the wild wind, the shadow of a dragon charged up the sky and hit the side of the Sword Mountain Sword hard.

  He did not want to face this sword head on, just try to change the landing place of this sword. Just as he expected, the Sword Mountains Sword gave an unimaginable boom in the air. It started to drift in the sky. Numerous booms sounded in the air, and countless black dots fell like rain from the side of the mountain wall.

  This was only just the start.

  The Sword Mountain Sword fell diagonally and the blade collided with the slopes. The entire ancestral mountain started to shake and a crack started to appear along the slope.

  But no one noticed.

  The Sword Mountain Sword was tilted, but a sharp killing intent flowed along a seal script of the sword and still fell towards Ding Ning.

  **

  Li Xixing paled immensely, he knew he could not withstand such a sword essence. In the face of this sword essence, he was as small as a fly under the sword tip. Even his death could not change where the sword would fall. But he still lifted his head and swung the Fang sword upwards.

  An invisible wall carried all of his power and resolve flew up.

  At this time, there was one person around Ding Ning faster than him.

  This person could only be Shen Xuan. Because of Zhan Moke’s obstruction, he even had time to think for a moment. He knew he could not stop this attack, and his injuries would worsen, and even die. But if he did not agent, no one present could stop Ding Ning from being killed.

  So this was a great gamble. A gamble where he bet with his life.

  The Li Family? He considered for a moment and decided to gamble. Because if he lived like this …… there was not much meaning.

  He attacked.

  A bloody mist rose upwards, like all of the blood that had floated in the Great Floating Water Prison for many years were caught up in this attack and surged towards the falling sword essence.

  Li Xixing’s body shook. He did not sense too much pressure due to the power because this sword essence collided with Gu Huai’s sword essence before his.

  Crack crack crack ……

  Multiple sounds of bones cracking occurred inside of his body accompanied by the finer sounds of flesh tearing.

  Shen Xuan laughed miserably. He felt that he had lost his gamble.

  The sound of bones breaking did not mean death but tearing of the organs and meridians was something that not even an expert like Gu Huai could survive. An expert like Gu Huai, even with his imperfect sword essence, could kill him like he would take on the last killing intent on Ding Ning’s behalf.

  He smiled dismally and looked at Ding Ning, starting to feel that everything was Ding Ning’s perfect plan. Because Ding Ning’s performance before all this had been too perfect like everything was going as he thought.

  “You won,” Ding Ning said to him at this moment.

  He said softly, “Whether or not we will die here in the end, at least you will not die here now.”


  Ding Ning’s hand landed on his body. Shen Xuan heard many soft sounds. This seemed like an auditory hallucination before death, but this sound came from inside of Ding Ning’s body. Then he felt countless threads float into his body. This felt like many small things in Ding Ning’s body were spinning threads into his body.

  In the next moment, these threads all turned to rain.

  “This is?”


  He was extremely shocked, not just because of the great vitality in the rain, and also due to these threads themselves.

  Volume 7 74 - “Surprise”


  Each person here hoped that Baili Suxue would succeed but they did not have eyes that could pass through space. So they did not know what had happened in Changling right now.

  “So his plan was to use himself to lure most of Zheng Xiu’s forces to Min Mountain Sword Sect, and then use the Nether dragon to enter the Changling imperial palace?” Ding Ning took a deep breath and said to Qing Yaoyin.

  Qing Yaoyin nodded and looked at Tantai Guanjian whose emotions still had not calmed. “If everything went smoothly, that is the case, so no one has to stay in Min Mountain Sword Sect.”


  Tantai Guanjian said gravely, “But the plan is just a plan. While we can use the nether dragon to enter the palace to assassinate Zheng Xiu, and it is a chance when Yuanwu is not in the imperial palace, even if no one has to stay behind in Min Mountain Sword Sect, he should have taken more people along.

  Qing Yaoyin looked at Tantai Guanjian and grimaced. He did not speak. But everyone knew that Tantai Guanjian’s question was very simple and everyone knew the answer.

  What was hardest to deal with Zheng Xiu was not her cultivation, but her cunning, her eyes which were everywhere and the news which came from different channels. If she was not certain about the whereabouts of Tantai Guanjian, Qing Yaoyin and the others, she would not activate her trap, and Baili Suxue could not get a chance to enter the palace to assassinate her.

  From the start, Baili Suxue had set up this situation, and not Zheng Xiu. He first gave her a chance to kill him, and then got a chance to kill her. This was a simple cause and result, but out of concern, Tantai Guanjian had a turbulent feeling.

  “Of course, there is another important reason.”


  Qing Yaoyin glanced at Ding Ning and Zhangsun Qianxue, saying, “Because this place, to him, is likely as important as Changling.”


  Ding Ning had experiences that no other cultivator had, an exciting and magnificent life no one else had, so at many times, his mind was calm. But hearing Qing Yaoyin’s words, his heart suddenly shook, and he even had a feeling of shame.

  Zhangsun Qianxue could understand his feelings at this time. From a certain point of view, she and Baili Suxue were the same kind of people. “There is no relation between mistakes and misunderstandings. The key is you do not want to fail your friend, and your friends do not want to fail you,” she looked at Ding Ning and said.

  The people present, including the Donghu monk who was almost powerless, could be counted as old people of Changling. They had some grievances with the Ba Mountain Sword Field of the past and the great upheaval before Yuanwu’s ascension, other than Qian Mu.

  He was a true junior, and even his master, strictly speaking, while a grandmaster in the era of the Ba Mountain Sword Field, had not participated in that battle. So Qian Mu did not have much of an interest in these past events. His attention was more on the strange cocoon in Qing Yaoyin’s hands and the present situation.

  “Then what will this cocoon become in the end?” he looked at the strange and powerful ice energy coming off the cocoon, and could not help but ask.

  “No one knows what it will become.” Qing Yaoyin thought intently and said, “I was in the core of Min Mountain for more than a decade, and was close to the Nether dragon. This kind of black ice worm could be used as a replacement for the Nether dragon, to test for the Nether dragon’s response to medicines. Among this kind of worm, only this one had such a change, and it co-incidentally encountered the Nine Hell King Sword. But if I had to try…… to speculate about it, then it is likely to become something similar to the Nether dragon.”


  “Similar to the Nether dragon? Another Nether dragon?” Now even Qian Mu was shocked.

  While he was a junior, he had heard of the Nether dragon the You Emperor rode when conquering the world in the past from many stories. In many legends, not just that terrifying enormous Nether dragon, even the eight descendants of the Nether dragon with other serpents were given to eight great warriors as their steeds. Those eight great warriors smelted down the strongest blades in the world to create divine armor for themselves and their steeds. At the time, they had been the symbol of invincibility.

  All of the stories recorded a truth, the terror of the Nether dragon stemmed from the fact that while the primal energies of the universe it could summon was akin to the realm seven and not realm eight, it had much more energy accumulated in its body than ordinary realm seven grandmasters. This was like a realm seven grandmaster who possessed an energy sea and meridians tens of times greater than ordinary people. He naturally could use some powerful sword moves and not worry about the energy used up, and could fight one against many.

  Even more importantly, the power of the Nether dragon and the strength of its scales was unimaginable. It was born as a powerful armor. In the records, many experts among the rebels of the thirty-three provinces had been lost to finally kill the Nether dragon and the eight great warriors, before finally killing the Nether emperor.

  “The Nether dragon of the You Emperor had centuries of cultivation, not something that these infants can compare to.” Looking at Qian Mu’s shock, Qing Yaoyin shook his head and said, “But with the help of the Nine Hell King Sword, it is unexpected that this nether worm changed so quickly. In the short term, this nether insect will look very different from the Nether dragon, and it will be much weaker. But in the long term, it may have more potential.”


  After a pause, Qing Yaoyin explained with great seriousness, “Because the Nether dragon is the same as many other powerful beasts recorded in our books, their cultivation relies on accumulation through time. Time cannot change their vital energy, but it can make their bodies grow stronger, their armor thicker, and their flesh more tough. This is not like us cultivators who keep on going up. Roughly speaking, they expand horizontally.”


  Qian Mu completely understood. His mouth opened even more, and he was even more shocked. Qing Yaoyin clearly meant that the thing in the cocoon, while not as strong at the start as the Nether dragon he had raised in Min Mountain Sword Sect, could cultivate faster than that dragon.

  As time went on, what would be stronger, the thing in the cocoon or the pure blood Nether dragon?

  The You Emperor had only one Nether dragon, and it was treated as asymbol of imperial power, appearing in many insignias. But now, Min Mountain Sword Sect had two. He was a youth, so he could not help but forget where he was right now, and could not help but think, think if both Nether dragons grew up, then was there any need for the remaining grandmasters of Ba Mountain Sword Field to act? Just these two Nether dragons and the people of Min Mountain Sword Sect were enough?

  Qing Yaoyin looked at the light in the youth’s eyes and easily saw what he was thinking. Then he shook his head. He knew, since Baili Suxue needed to use that dragon as a shield to enter the imperial palace, then it would be very hard for this Nether dragon to survive. Min Mountain Sword Sect’s Nether dragon came from the imperial treasury of the former You Dynasty, a complete dragon egg and the blood, bones, and core of the Nether dragon’s corpse from back then.

  If that Nether dragon died, then the Nether dragon would be extinct in the world. For a cultivator who spent half of his life studying such things, he naturally felt some regret.

  Now, with this cocoon in hand, it was a great surprise.

  As they spoke, the soaring snakes of Jiaodong Commandery were still lost in the dust mountains, not daring to fly down or fly up. Their enormous bodies kept on colliding with the almost tangible energies and created terrifying sounds.

  At this time, the Jiaodong Commandery controller found he could not control these soaring snakes and suddenly, a very sharp whistle sounded. The soaring snakes, in chaos from their terror, seemed to lose their minds, growing mad. They stopped going through the air, and fell down towards Ding Ning and the others on the ground.

  Qing Yaoyin’s expression did not change. He did not even look at the enormous figures falling from the sky. He quickly took out a pill bottle, and dripped all of the medicine fluid on the cocoon in his hand.

  Volume 3 74 - Mountain Path, Sword

  There was another vibration. When many people had turned to look at the sobbing student, someone else had passed by the sword nucleus.

  The person who had casually stabbed and passed was a tall and thin youth with a dark expression. His eyes seemed to be always enveloped in shadow.

  Almost everyone present knew that he was Gu Xichun of the Shadow Mountain Sword Cave.

  A year ago, Gu Xichun’s strength would not have ranked in the top fifty of the Book of Talents. But after the Book of Talents appeared, after the winter and the spring, the names on the ranking had changed greatly but he hadn’t. He was still ranked third.

  A youth in pure white robes with his hair tied up with a white jade hoop looked at Gu Xichun’s back, his brow furrowing tighter. His gaze passed across Gu Xichun’s back and landed on Ding Ning who was in front of the second sword nucleus. He no longer hesitated and walked forward.

  When he was walking towards the black sword nucleus, there had been a cold youth dressed in yellow robes already walking there and several body lengths ahead. But when he saw the youth in white robes, this cold youth immediately stopped.

  This youth in white robes and hair tied up in a white jade ring was Ye Haoran.

  The Ye Haoran who ranked second on the Book of Talents.

  The Min Mountain Sword Trials would take the top ten who would obtain a chance to enter Min Mountain Sword Sect to study for a while. The first three would be like true disciples of Min Mountain Sword Sect and be allowed to enter some of the sect’s libraries to study and cultivate.

  When one reached such a position in the Book of Talents, in a certain way, it meant that even if they could not freely enter Min Mountain Sword Sect’s libraries to study, they could at least enter Min Mountain Sword Sect to cultivate. Also, the cultivators who studied and came out of Min Mountain Sword Sect were completely different from ordinary cultivators.

  Seeing Ye Haoran move forward, most students looked on with awe, and even more complicated emotions.

  Even the Book of Talents clearly stated that Ye Haoran was a cultivator from Li Lingjun’s establishment.

  Li Lingjun’s establishment was now a pile of rubble with the former Li Lingjun becoming the new emperor of the Chu Dynasty.

  Yet, Ye Haoran was still attending the Min Mountain Sword Trials. No one knew what the meaning behind his attendance here was.

  A sword light lit up on his hand. This sword light appeared slender like most Chu swords, but it was a rare sky blue color like a thread taken from the sky.

  There was a bang. Ye Haoran’s body floated past the crude black sword nucleus like a white cloud.

  **

  Ye Haoran could sense the complicated emotional gazes behind him, but he did not care. He looked forward calmly at Ding Ning who was looking up at the second black sword nucleus.

  He walked with his hands behind his back until he was to the side of Ding Ning and the others. When his gaze landed on the floating black sword nucleus, his heart involuntarily sped up.

  This sword nucleus did not look very different from the previous one from afar off, but the surface of this sword nucleus had countless sword marks of various sizes and thicknesses. These marks covered the entire surface of the sword nucleus and the criss-cross of the marks formed characters. And when these characters were connected together, they formed records speaking of how to use swords!

  These were sword manuals!

  Ye Haoran had made some speculations beforehand, but he had never expected that the surface of the second black sword nucleus would be covered in dozens of different sword manuals!

  These sword manuals were extremely organized. While the characters were composed out of sword marks and the sizes were not the same, each character was extremely clear. The start and end of each sword manual was also very distinct. It appeared like the dozens of sword manuals had been embedded directly onto this rough sword nucleus.

  What shocked him the most were the swordsmanship recorded in these sword manuals were unusually refined and rare to see. He was certain, for most cultivators, if they obtained just one of these sword manuals, they would benefit greatly.

  Yet, the Min Mountain Sword Sect had carved these sword manuals onto the sword nucleus, directly exposing them to the students who could reach this place. *What were their intentions?

  Ye Haoran could not understand.

  At this time, he sensed an unusual presence and suddenly turned around.

  Just three feet from where he was, Ding Ning had stopped looking at this sword nucleus and closed his eyes.

  Ding Ning once again started to cultivate and replenish his vital energy.

  Ye Haoran felt an indescribable emotion. His brows furrowed deeply.

  “Even if there are so many sword manuals placed here, at most a few dozen people will be able to comprehend one or two of them and understand some sword moves.”


  A dark voice passed into his ears.

  Ye Haoran slowly turned around and looked at Gu Xichun who was standing not far from him.

  “It would not be as simple as just having people comprehend sword manuals.”


  Gu Xichun did not look at him, and merely looked to the rear of the black sword nucleus quickly.

  His gaze was very close and focused on the green jade mountain path mere feet from the black sword nucleus.

  There seemed to be nothing there.

  But Ye Haoran’ eyebrow rose slightly and his expression cooled.

  “You do not have much good intentions,” he turned to glance at Gu Xichun and said.

  Gu Xichun said with slight disdain, “We are opponents to start with.”


  Ye Haoran did not respond, but his expression recovered and he started to walk.

  He moved around the black and crude sword nucleus floating in the air and walked onto the mountain path behind it.

  At this time, many people behind them had passed by the first black sword nucleus. Seeing Ye Haoran’s actions, these people were shocked. Had Ye Haoran managed to see through the illusion of the second sword nucleus and was passing ahead of the people from White Goat Cave?

  Ye Haoran walked extremely steadily and smoothly.

  He walked by the mountain path that Gu Xichun had gazed at. Nothing seemed to happen.

  Yet, he could sense that there were dozens of energies in the air that were quietly stirred.

  These dozens of energies were like the wet morning mist, growing heavier before descending on the mountain path in front of him.

  In the next moment, those close to the second sword nucleus detected a change.

  Faint green mist rose from the green jade mountain path under Ye Haoran’s feet.

  Faint green mist also rose from the mountain path in front of him.

  This mist was extremely light like gauze, but this gauze gave off a glowing jade light.

  When light passed through, it blurred.

  A straight shadow appeared in the light green mist.

  In the next moment, the mist around this shadow trembled violently, and rippled outwards.

  Bam!

  These ripples were immediately torn apart into countless balls of mist, and then became straight lines of mist that sprayed outwards.

  That straight shadow finally was revealed.

  It was a sword.

  A long green jade sword.

  Behind the long green sword was a shadow. It was not a true shadow, but a piece missing from the green jade mountain path.

  The missing shape was this green jade sword.

  So, this green jade sword had floated out of the green jade path.

  Ye Haoran’s pupils contracted and he drew his sword.

  This time, his movement was extremely slow. Thus, those who were close to the second sword nucleus, other than Ding Ning whose eyes were closed, could easily see the true appearance of his sword.

  His sword was about six feet long, and only two fingers wide. The spine was a rare sky blue, but the blades on the two sides were transparent. Both the spine and the blades were not made from metal, but a kind of smelted crystal stone.

  This sword appeared extremely light, but as he slowly drew his sword and filled his vital energy, it became heavier. When the sword tip left the green sharkskin sword scabbard, his blade shook, and an enormous twisted shadow gradually formed in the surroundings.

  In that moment, the green jade sword fell towards him like someone was swinging it.

  In the air, there was a loud muffled explosion like spring thunder.

  Translator Ramblings: Just follow the green brick road ……