The entire arena fell into a dead silence once again.
Every disciple felt their scalp go numb.
Seriously... sister?! Are you always this ballsy? The person up there is a peak master of the sect, a Nascent Soul powerhouse!!
Is it really okay for you to talk like that?
Gao Qiuge's old face flushed from green to red, and he almost coughed up a mouthful of old blood on the spot.
Right at that moment...
Bang!!
A deafening, ear-splitting boom rang out.
The Dragon-Binding Cauldron was forcibly sliced open from the inside!
Eldest Senior Brother Ye Jinghong burst out from the cauldron.
The black blindfold he wore to look cool had slipped down to his neck, and his hair was in complete disarray.
“Break for me—!!”
“Old geezer, die!!”
“Sword Cleaving Mountains and Rivers!”
A devastatingly massive sword qi tore through the void, slashing directly toward Gao Qiuge!
Gao Qiuge was already injured. Facing the wrathful strike of a mid stage Golden Core sword cultivator, how could he possibly block it?
His soul almost left his body in fright. He fled frantically toward Wei Zhaoyuan, shrieking in terror as he flew:
“Peak Master, save me!!”
On the ground...
The dying giant eagle seemed to sense its master's panic. It let out an incredibly unwilling, mournful cry, even struggling to raise its claws.
Jiang Ye's eyes lit up. He had been looking for an excuse to strike.
Feigning absolute fury, he roared righteously:
“Vile beast! How dare you bare your fangs when death is at your doorstep?! I cannot let you live!!”
With that, without a second word, he raised his long sword and stabbed down viciously!
“Junior! You court death!!!”
Above the clouds, Wei Zhaoyuan's ancient voice finally carried a trace of real anger.
An ant at the Qi Condensation stage actually dared to strike right under his nose, a Nascent Soul Peak Master?!
Boom!!
A massive hand of spiritual energy that blotted out the sky, carrying a destructive aura, crashed straight down toward Jiang Ye's head!
Jiang Ye instantly felt the hairs on his entire body stand on end!
The surrounding air completely solidified as if filled with lead.
His intuition screamed in alarm; if this palm landed, he would undoubtedly die!
Jiang Ye blurted out instinctively:
“Mom, save me!!!”
Bang!!!
The moment those words left his mouth, the giant palm filling the sky was instantly sliced in two by an invisible sword qi less than ten meters above Jiang Ye's head, dissolving with a loud boom!
At the same time, the long sword in Jiang Ye's hand plunged into the giant eagle's neck without any resistance!
The already heavily injured giant eagle twitched violently and breathed its last.
Hum—!
An unprecedentedly massive, warm current instantly surged into his limbs and bones.
Jiang Ye did his best to suppress the sheer pleasure of it, but he still couldn't help but narrow his eyes and let out an incredibly comfortable groan.
It was just like that post-shudder feeling...
Bliss!
However, at this moment, the entire outer sect square fell into an absolute silence, where even the wind seemed to have stopped.
Everyone's eyes widened, millimeter by millimeter.
Their pupils dilated in sheer shock!
What did they just hear?!
Facing a fatal blow from a Nascent Soul Peak Master, Junior Sister Bai... what did she just blurt out?!
“Mom?!”
And then... Peak Master Nangong's fatal sword strike happened to shatter that palm at the absolute last second?!
Holy shit!!
The implications of this were mind-blowing!!
No wonder Junior Sister Bai dared to be so reckless and lawless within the sect!
No wonder she, a mere Qi Condensation cultivator, could repeatedly fight above her realm!
Could it be... she was actually the illegitimate daughter that their always cold and aloof Peak Master Nangong had left behind in the mortal world?!
Seriously, sister, if you have this kind of background, just use your privileges as a second-generation cultivator! Why are you still playing the "pig eating a tiger" routine?!
...
After a wave of extreme pleasure, Jiang Ye, now in sage mode, finally snapped back to reality.
He slowly opened his eyes, only to find over a hundred people around him staring at him with looks of shock, awe, and even a hint of gossip.
Even Eldest Senior Brother Ye Jinghong, who was always full of heroic spirit and bold words, now stood with his mouth wide open, looking rather comical with his blindfold hanging around his neck.
Jiang Ye's heart skipped a beat.
He wailed in sheer panic in his mind:
Oh no!! That Valorant underclassman ruined me!! I got too used to shouting that when boosting him!!
“No—!!”
A wretched wail, like an old dog losing its pup, suddenly tore through the sky.
Gao Qiuge's eyes were bloodshot as he stared dead at the Golden Giant Eagle lying in a pool of blood on the stage, completely lifeless.
This was his Dao-protecting spirit bird!
He had spent countless heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and immense effort to finally raise it to Tier Three.
Yet, right in front of his eyes, an ant at the Qi Condensation stage had physically sent it to the afterlife with a single sword strike!
High in the sky, Wei Zhaoyuan's ancient voice rang out once more, this time laced with blatant, thunderous fury:
“Nangong Yue! Do you truly wish to completely fall out with my Beast-Taming Peak for the sake of a mere outer sect disciple?!”
Above the clouds, Nangong Yue, dressed in green robes, replied in an extremely disdainful voice:
“So what if I do?”
“If you're bad, practice more. If you can't afford to lose, don't play.”
Wei Zhaoyuan laughed out of extreme anger, his voice shaking the heavens and earth. “Then today, this old man shall experience Peak Master Nangong's brilliant moves!”
Roar—!!
Accompanied by a dragon's roar that shattered the clouds, everyone felt the sky above them suddenly darken.
The sky had turned black.
A terrifying black shadow that blotted out the sun coiled and hovered high above Hidden Sword Peak!
It was a black flood dragon nearly a hundred zhang long, its entire body covered in pitch-black scales that looked as if they were cast from refined steel.
The terrifying pressure of a Nascent Soul great demon pressed down, leaving almost all the disciples present gasping for air.
Jiang Ye looked up at the black, long, straight creature flaunting its power in the sky, curling his lips in his mind:
Tsk, just a mixed-blood mutt of a flood dragon, and it's showing off here? What a country bumpkin.
In his mind, Bai Zhirou was trembling from the dragon's pressure. Hearing this, she couldn't help but ask curiously:
“Senior... have you... have you seen a true dragon?”
“Of course!”
In a tone filled with extreme weariness and maximum pretentiousness, Jiang Ye sighed softly in his mind:
“Back in the day, this seat pulled out the tendons of a true dragon above the Nine Heavens, skinned a white tiger in the depths of the Great Wilderness, called the undying phoenix brother in the hundred thousand volcanoes, and had late-night chats by candlelight with the nine-tailed white fox in the ancient cave of Qingqiu.”
Just as Jiang Ye was bragging to Bai Zhirou,
Hum!
the long sword in his hand suddenly began to vibrate violently!
And it wasn't just him.
At this moment, the swords of over a hundred sword cultivator disciples on the entire Hidden Sword Peak let out a unified, resonant chime!
The resonance of ten thousand swords!
As if responding to the green-robed woman high in the sky, the peerless sword intent inadvertently leaking from her body was incredibly sharp, making everyone's skin sting.
The atmosphere instantly froze to the freezing point, and a battle was on the verge of breaking out!
“All of you, stand down.”
Just at this critical juncture, an incredibly ethereal, vast voice that seemed to come from beyond the Nine Heavens drifted gently into everyone's ears.
“Elder Gao ignored the sect rules and broke them first, resulting in the death of his spiritual beast. This is entirely of his own making.”
“Let this matter end here.”
The Sect Master had spoken!
“Yes!”
Every disciple in the arena, including the several True Disciples, straightened their expressions and bowed in unison, respectfully complying.
Only Jiang Ye, standing beside the giant eagle's corpse, had eyes shining with excitement.
Because the moment that ethereal voice rang out, his game panel instantly updated!
【Key Plot: Crisis of the Azure Mystic Sect】
【Current Progress: 5% — 10%】
Rate on N.U.
