Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

  Lin Xian`er’s decision caused Qin Wentian to be taken aback. After all, Qin Wentian knew very well how strong she was. She could even hold her own when facing joint attacks by Poison Scorpion and the Saint Child of the Supreme Demon Sect, and even injuring them. It was evident she was by far many times stronger than the weak woman she appeared to be.

  Qin Wentian also understood Lin Xian`er. Her heart was higher than the heavens, and the pride she had in her strength wasn’t any less than that of other Heaven Chosen. Yet she actually chose to give up at this moment?

  Travelling all the way to the Immortal Martial Realm, how could there be unambitious people? Although the true contest of the Immortal Martial Realm would be fought by those whose strength was at the very peak, every single participant who dared to step foot inside here representing this generation had something that set them apart from others their age. They were the future of the Royal Sacred Region and were destined to grow into something great if they survived, even qualifying to contend for this world.

  Thus, there was nobody that would willingly give up even if they failed in any of the tests. They didn’t know how it would affect their future, and everyone was very clear that if they really sought to become the most dazzling character in their generation, they couldn’t afford to lose even for a single time.

  Qin Wentian glanced at her moving smile as he suddenly thought of that night again. Back then, Lin Xian`er’s eyes flashed with a brilliant glow when she spoke of the eight era-suppressing geniuses, saying that they were characters that were even more outstanding than Qin Wentian. Now, she most likely had already ranked Qin Wentian on the same level as those eight absolute geniuses, despite his current cultivation base being lacking.

  Nodding his head to Lin Xian`er, Qin Wentian shifted his glance back to the remaining participant, Lou Bingyu.

  Lou Bingyu was also staring at him. Those cold eyes of hers flickered with a resolute conviction. That was the conviction of victory, her lips moved as she stated icily, “You won’t be able to defeat me. On account that we are both from the same sect, I don’t wish to injure you. Just leave here.”


  Staring at Lou Bingyu’s countenance, the long eye lashes augmented the beauty of her cold eyes. Qin Wentian was thinking that if it wasn’t for Lou Bingyu having such a cold temperament, she would also be considered an empire-toppling existence. The coldness she exuded seemed to be carved into her bones, allowing no one to get near. Even standing right in front of her would cause one to feel that she was far away and out of their reach.

  Lou Bingyu’s words caused Qin Wentian to be slightly startled. Seems like he was right about her. Although she seemed so distant and cold, her inner heart wasn’t a block of ice. When contending against each other in the Immortal Martial Realm, things like being in the same sect could be disregarded completely. Since all were Heaven Chosen, how could one expect the other to give up simply because of being in the same sect? Would people freely hand over the glory to another?

  This was also the reason why that expert from the Battle Sword Sect acted against Qin Wentian in the previous test. Maybe if they were facing against external enemies, the thin line that was known as ‘being in the same sect’ would bind them together, allowing them to fight for the glory of their sect. But in the Immortal Martial Realm, everyone was an enemy.

  Lou Bingyu would never give up. Neither would Qin Wentian.

  However, wasn’t this ice-cold woman a little too confident in herself?

  “Let’s fight then.” Qin Wentian held a blood-colored ancient halberd in his hands. The instant his voice faded, snow in the area started to dance about, causing the temperature of this space to fall tremendously. Lou Bingyu quietly stood there, in the midst of the snow.

  The drifting snowflakes contained an intense coldness in them, along with a bone-piercing sharpness. The instant they landed on Qin Wentian, each of the flakes felt akin to sharp blades wanting to slash apart his skin.

  “Ji Feixue’s Flying Snow Swordplay. But when I’m the one executing it, my might isn’t any weaker compared to him,” Lou Bingyu stated. She seemed as cold as ever, and from her words, Qin Wentian could feel her desire to contend against Ji Feixue, wanting nothing more than to surpass him.

  As one of the era-suppressing geniuses, there was no need to doubt Ji Feixue’s status in the Battle Sword Sect. He was one of the most dazzling existences in Heavenly Dipper. Even if there were other outstanding talents in the Battle Sword Sect, they were all eclipsed by his brilliance. Lou Bingyu, a personal disciple under the Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness, should probably be one of these other outstanding talents.

  The sword intent in the snow got increasingly more powerful, to the extend where it could even slice a human in twain. Qin Wentian’s blood thrummed with power as his body was enveloped in armor. His entire being became incomparably demonic as the loftiness and pride in his eyes thickened. Staring at Lou Bingyu, the ancient halberd in his hands began gleaming with terrifying blood-red astral light.

  Right now, Qin Wentian felt extremely cold. When the Mandate of Icesnow at the perfection boundary of the second level landed on his body, even though Qin Wentian’s bloodline power was strong and he was protectively enveloped by demonic qi, he still felt a bone-piercing chill permeating his body. Not only that, this coldness also contained a sharpness to it.

  Bzz!

  The sound of her sword might angrily whistled through the air. In this world of snow, Lou Bingyu stood there with her hand on the hilt of the sword, adopting a dominant posture.

  The intensity of her show of force got stronger and stronger.

  BOOM!

  Qin Wentian stepped out as his King Sword astral nova lashed out, instantly causing his own sword might to engulf the area, breaking Lou Bingyu’s dominance. His silhouette flickered as he turned into a blurry shadow dashing towards her with his ancient halberd seeking to pierce through her head.

  Her sword hummed, Lou Bingyu drew her weapon. The cold light reflecting from her sword shone on Qin Wentian’s face, and just that mere reflection was extremely cold due to being imbued with the will from her Mandate. Qin Wentian shifted his ancient halberd slightly, using its body to block the light and then he lashed out directly at her sword as an overwhelming might directly shattered the reflection. After all, Qin Wentian’s own attacks were infused with the will of his Mandates, and were extremely tyrannical.

  But things weren’t at an end yet. The shattered pieces of the sword transformed into beams of cold light that erupted towards Qin Wentian.

  A raging wind gusted by, Qin Wentian evaded by moving sidewards, only to see a surge of snow blowing past him as the sword qi from Lou Bingyu instantly concentrated into the form of a sword, slashing towards him. The drifting snow filled the skies as it then transformed into a sword art that utilized coldness with the power to sweep over everything blocking its path.

  Back on the ground, Lin Xian`er was paying attention to the battle above. Upon seeing how profound Lou Bingyu’s sword art was, her heart couldn’t help but tremble. The cold beam from that sword left behind arcs of white in the air, displaying redoubtable power.

  Astral energy gushed out from Qin Wentian. He lifted his halberd and struck out in an extremely natural and carefree manner, making it appear as simple as moving his hands. Qin Wentian had undergone countless hours of training and right now, his halberd could already be considered an extension of his body.

  BANG!

  Destructive energy erupted forth, colliding together with the white beams. Shockwaves born from the impact rocked and ravaged the area as the cold beam was splintered into two halves which shot past either side of him. His robes were torn from the sharpness of the attack as his body felt a bone-chilling cold.

  But this was merely Lou Bingyu’s beginning attack. After blocking this, Qin Wentian saw Lou Bingyu moving towards him, piercing out simply with no fanfare right for him. Her sword arts were as cold as her temperament and had reached such a level where the instant she attacked, others would feel waves of coldness bombarding their bodies, slowing them down as her sword claimed their lives.

  The frost and snow in this area transformed into a gigantic winter plum flower. This winter plum flower, appearing both beautiful and demonic, blossomed as it flew over, seeking to devour Qin Wentian.

  Qin Wentian’s left palm had long been accumulating energy. A single palm strike was akin to the force of a mad cyclone and torrential waves gushing out. It seemed as though there were hundreds of thousands of palm imprints concentrated into one; it whistled through the air producing a terrifying sound and slammed right into the middle of the frozen flower, causing both to be destroyed together.

  Although the winter plum flower was destroyed, its petals were still dancing about in the wind. The coldness and sharpness of the petals remained unaffected.

  In the midst of the drifting snow and petals, a ray of cold light appeared, shooting directly towards Qin Wentian’s throat and moving so quickly that he only had time to take half a step back. The wound on his throat leaked blood which froze instantly in the chilly air.

  It was as though he predicted her attack, his ancient halberd once again collided against the ray as both fighters were forced simultaneously backwards. .

  Lou Bingyu stood there, radiating a coldness which was causing this entire space to turn into a world of ice and snow. The temperature dipped even lower and lower.

  “Are you really unwilling to give up?” Lou Bingyu stared at Qin Wentian as she coldly asked. “The next attack might really claim your life.”


  “If you can kill me, I have no complaints.” Qin Wentian was as calm as ever. He nodded his head,after which she swung out with her sword. That casual sword slashed out a wave of coldness that was infused with the speed and laceration effect of the wind.

  Qin Wentian’s ancient halberd disappeared. Both his palms accumulated might. He lifted and blasted forth a palm strike, shattering the sword attack.

  Upon which Lou Bingyu’s sword art was completely unleashed.

  Lin Xian`er stood on the ground and silently watched the unfolding battle. Lou Binyu slashed out sword attack after sword attack and each of her sword attacks were as cold and elegant as herself. She was extremely calm, her sword was a part of the frost and snow that filled the world, swirling up together in a dance capable of conquering everything, there wasn’t a place where her attacks couldn’t reach. Staring at her swordplay, Lin Xian`er’s eyes shone with admiration. Such a beautiful and elegant woman should be even more dazzling than what she was now. Unfortunately, Lin Xian`er couldn’t help but wonder if Lou Bingyu’s personality was also influenced under the guidance of that obstinate old woman, Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness, so much that it turned towards another extreme.

  Qin Wentian also went all out, the blood in his body seethed and surged as demonic qi towered up into the sky. Both his palms madly slammed out, covering the entire space with a countless number of palm imprints, each leaving a mark in the sky.

  The endless swirling sword qi clashed repeatedly in the air against the palm imprints. Lou Bingyu danced in an intricate manner amongst the snow and sword beams. Right at that moment, an explosive blast sounded out from the void. Her countenance drastically changed, and she retreated rapidly while exuding a terrifying, indomitable aura.

  Whistling sounds echoed out, the glow from an axe could be seen erupting out from her, joining together with her sword qi before slashing downwards, splitting apart the nihility palm imprints which originated from the void.

  This Grand Nihility Palm Imprint was simply too overpowered. It wasn’t just because its attacking strength was tyrannical, its concealment was top-notch as well. The instant it appeared could mean the instant you died, there was no way to prepare a defense against it at all. Simply too terrifying!

  Bzz!

  Bathed in the glow of the axe-light, Lou Bingyu brandished her sword again. The might of her swordplay instantly skyrocketed explosively, exuding an even sharper and more terrifying aura. This caused the beautiful eyes of Lin Xian`er to glaze over for an instant. This should be the Human Emperor’s treasure. Earlier Lou Bingyu and Qin Wentian were evenly matched, and now that Lou Bingyu activated the treasure, it was definitely extremely detrimental to Qin Wentian.

  And as expected, the resulting sword slash of Lou Bingyu slashed apart the tyrannical palm imprints and shot towards Qin Wentian.

  BOOM!

  A fearsome drum reverberation echoed out, thrumming together with heaven and earth. Qin Wentian’s entire body was surrounded by battle drums. His eyes were shining with a pride of his own as he stared at Lou Bingyu while floating in the air. It was as though in this world, he would soon be the only one remaining.

  BOOM, BOOM!

  Two more reverberations vibrated the entire space, after which Lou Bingyu only felt a surge of nirvanic might gushing down on her. The frost and snow danced about, accompanying her sword as she slashed out; yet the instant her sword light fired off, an almighty gargantuan palm imprint manifested, crushing down on her.

  Lou Bingyu continued retreating backwards amidst the sounds of endless pounding drums. The unending streams of palm imprints seemed ready to bury the entire sky. They were all glowing with the dark-red color of blood, dying the entire frost and snow in this world crimson.

  The gaze of that ravishing maiden was still as cold, as clear, as lonely and as prideful as ever. She was like a winter plum blossom, standing tall and proud in the snow despite the cold and ice. Only death itself would cause her to wilt! The fresh blood in the snow only increased the most solemn and touching aspects of this proud plum flower!