Chapter 111 - 109: Master, Showing Dominance for Once?_1

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Winter snow whirled gently. Lofty mountains and green ridges appeared exquisite to the eye. Su Bei, accompanied by Xiao Ruoching, navigated through the eerily deep mountain paths. Xiao Ruoching’s eyes betrayed a certain complexity as she observed her Master, who kept scanning his surroundings, searching for a cliff that met his expectations. Suddenly! Thick, tumultuous dark clouds, black as ink, rolled toward them. Soon after, a terrifyingly violent surge of Spiritual Energy pulsed from afar. Su Bei furrowed his brows at the scene before him, then turned to Xiao Ruoching and said indifferently, "Disciple, do you recall what your teacher said when I first accepted you as my apprentice?" Xiao Ruoching squinted, listening to the horrifying explosions in the distance, which seemed to be mixed with the crisp, pleasant hum of a sword. After thinking carefully, she replied, "Master once said, ’Cultivating immortality is an extremely dull and tedious affair! The most important thing is not how powerful the disciple’s strength is, but rather to avoid meddling in unnecessary affairs!’" "..." Su Bei smiled with satisfaction. The youth has promise! Ahead is surely an existence too terrifying for me to provoke. With the mindset of taking cover if possible, I certainly will not take another step forward; instead, I will steer clear from afar. Thunder pressed down from the heavens. A dreadful current of air suppressed the world around them. Even having advanced to the Late Stage of Divinity Transformation, Su Bei still felt overwhelmed by the brutish and icy Spiritual Energy. Just as Su Bei was about to lead Xiao Ruoching away from this place, a familiar face appeared nearby. It was a head of blood-stained white hair, a pair of lovely eyes, and somewhat pale cheeks. The wind gently whipped the woman’s disheveled locks. Amidst the blinding swirl of snow, Su Bei could see her blood-red lips with stark clarity. Hair like snow, yet also like blood. It was Dan Wulan. Su Bei looked on with mixed feelings at the scene before him, observing the masked figure relentlessly pursuing Dan Wulan, his eyes flickering with a subtle resolve. Instinct is telling me to stay far away. I’m fully aware that with my meager skills, what could I possibly achieve if even Dan Wulan, at the Mid Stage of Refining Void, can’t fend off this assailant? It would be nothing but a senseless death! That is what I should have done. However, Su Bei found his feet disobeying him at that very moment. Could it be because Dan Wulan’s usually dim eyes shone with a sliver of light upon seeing me? Or is it that I’ve never seen her smile before, and miraculously, a beautiful curve now graces her face? Su Bei smiled subconsciously. I feel as if I shouldn’t let her down, although the outcome might still be disappointing in the end. Xiao Ruoching didn’t see as clearly as Su Bei did. Her eyebrows furrowed as she tugged on Su Bei. Why hasn’t Master left this place? She looked up instinctively. The night was as tender as water. She saw Su Bei’s eyes curve; his lips seemed to be smiling, yet perhaps not. Xiao Ruoching’s heart trembled. I’ve never seen Master like this before. Then she saw her Master gently grip the Qingping Sword at his waist with his right hand while patting her head softly with his left, whispering, "Today, your teacher will teach you another lesson." Xiao Ruoching instinctively responded. "Cultivators must be calm and composed, assess carefully, and act within their means," Su Bei continued. "Those who break the rules and iron laws of the cultivating world, we call them ’trash.’ "...But someone who doesn’t understand the importance of caring for the ones closest to them, for their fellow Sect members, is even worse than trash." "..." Xiao Ruoching’s eyes widened, snowflakes settling on her long eyelashes as her heart seemed to suddenly stop. Could these be words from Master? From the same Master who was ruthless in pursuit of his goals, willing to sacrifice anything for them? Xiao Ruoching bit her lower lip hard, her eyes downcast and seemingly trembling; her entire worldview felt shaken in this moment. Master is indeed Master! But... he also seems not to be Master? Perhaps if I had heard these words when I was first reincarnated, I would have brushed them off, maybe even scoffed. But now... I’m not so sure anymore. Could it be... just a maybe? What if...? Su Bei caressed the hilt of his sword at his waist. In the next moment, his Perfected Selfless Realm was instantly unleashed! CLANG! The sword sang a resonant hum. A purple-blue Sword Qi soared into the sky. Then, the peerless Treasure of Sword Sect, the Qingping Sword, rose from its sheath, stretching horizontally before Su Bei. The Qingping Sword had arrived! The sky, originally obscured by dense ink-black clouds, instantaneously took on a layer of faint purple. This fleeting brilliance made the heavens and earth pale in comparison. A trace of bitterness touched Su Bei’s lips as he watched Dan Wulan draw closer and closer. He chuckled, "Since I took you as my disciple, I have never once made a move. But today, I want to be truly imposing, just this once." "..." Strength. I’ve never longed for strength as I do today. In Sword Sect, I am the high and mighty Fifth Elder. In the Twenty-One Provinces, the Underworld Sects meticulously follow the Cataclysm of Ten Thousand Clans’ pact. Consequently, the world is at peace, and mortals and Immortals coexist in harmony. This has never brought me the slightest sense of crisis; I’ve always felt that as long as I lie down comfortably, I can be stable and secure. But today, I realize how much I need strength, or rather, how much I desire it. A paper tiger is always just a paper tiger. Su Bei took a step forward, then lifted his right hand and grasped the trembling Qingping Sword. I’m just a mere Late Stage Divinity Transformation cultivator! And these are great figures of the Refining Void Realm... but even if I’m just this tiny praying mantis, I still have to try and stop this ’chariot’ for my Junior Sister. Su Bei gently swiped towards the masked black figure. That swipe was also a sword strike! A sword strike unique to the Sword Scripture. A few days ago, in front of the Red Pavilion, it was the only sword strike Su Bei had learned. "Sword One: Go Forth and Delve Deep." ... The masked person pursuing Dan Wulan eyed the man who had suddenly appeared before him. Only Divinity Transformation Realm? A smirk curled on his lips. Who did I think it was, some great expert? Isn’t this just that well-known Su Bei from Sword Sect? What’s he trying to do? So eager to die? Facing Su Bei’s utterly ordinary sword strike, he mounted no defense, his gaze still fixed intently on Dan Wulan. Su Bei felt as if the Spiritual Energy throughout his body was sucked away in an instant. His limbs felt dry and exhausted, his whole body on the verge of toppling over. There was no grand Sword Qi, nor any celestial phenomena! It was as if a child had casually pointed at the sky! Xiao Ruoching stared blankly at the scene before her. She seemed to have a sudden insight; the concept of Sword Two, which had long eluded her and remained a steadfast puzzle in her mind, now seemed to become clear. The next moment, however, was like a miraculous sight! A beam composed entirely of Sword Qi appeared, spanning the sky about thirty feet diagonally above and in front of the masked man. It intercepted his fleeing figure in an instant. Where they met, the Sword Qi surged and flowed wildly, yet it contained not a trace of Spiritual Energy! Then, in a flash! The masked man’s eyes bulged, a look of terror on his face as he watched his body shatter in an instant! That streak of Sword Qi seemed to compress, suddenly imbued with nearly a hundredfold the Spiritual Energy! "No!" "Impossible!!" The world fell silent. After a moment of quiet, a thunderous roar erupted. A pitch-black crack appeared in the sky, spanning from east to west. The heavens themselves seemed ready to collapse before this single sword strike. The dust slowly dissipated. On the ground lay the masked man’s severed fingers and remains. Su Bei quietly watched the scene before him, then laboriously lifted his Qingping Sword, which he could barely hold anymore. The blade’s edge still reflected a harsh glint, untainted by a single drop of blood. A hundredfold Sword One... is it this terrifying? Dan Wulan’s eyes trembled, a trace of a smile appearing on her lips. Then, she felt her body completely deprived of Spiritual Energy. In an instant, she collapsed into Su Bei’s arms. ... Hidden in the shadows, a beggar-like old man quietly watched this scene. Behind him lay the pale, lifeless body of the masked man. His eyes carefully scrutinized Su Bei for a long while, and he muttered to himself with a complex expression, "The Ultimate Sword One, practiced to perfection. Could it really give a Late Stage Divinity Transformation practitioner a hundredfold strength? Qingping Sword... it was not unjustly chosen." "..." Then he shook his head, comparing the silver badge taken from the masked man’s body with the golden badge in his own hand. Narrowing his eyes, he spoke with melancholy, "The Twenty-One Provinces... are about to descend into chaos..."

Chapter 111 - 109: Master, Showing Dominance for Once?_1

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