Dragon Slayer Saint Son unleashed the Five Extremes Realm but still faced defeat; his inadequacy in swordsmanship led to his loss, while Lin Qingyue might not have revealed the Heaven and Earth Law Manifestation, but her Sword Intent approached perfection, also considering her a rare sword prodigy of the millennium.
The battle on the platform continued, and with successive rounds, scores accumulated. Qiu Wuheng and Lin Qingyue were chosen to fight again later, facing Inner Sect Disciples and winning with ease.
In addition, there were two other pairings of Saint Child-level contests that collided. One pairing was evenly matched, both sides unleashing the Five Extremes Realm, the Heaven and Earth Law Manifestation engaging in fierce swordplay on the Saint Platform, creating a massive momentum that lasted half a two-hour period, ending with one side winning tragically.
This battle thrilled many disciples and also left them astonished; these Saint Heirs and Saintesses seemed to all possess the Heaven and Earth Law Manifestation.
The Five Extremes Realm appeared to be the standard for Saint Child-level fighters!
The difference in their remaining techniques depended on their respective Dao Domains, Taoist Bodies, and so forth.
However, another group of Saint Child-level combat ended quickly.
“Haoyue Saint Son, he actually defeated the Purple Sun Holy Son with just a crescent moon strike. He’s too powerful!”
“I heard he practices the Sun and Moon Sword Art and seeks the harmony of heaven and earth, where the sun and moon eternally exist.”
“You all don’t know yet, but among the Saint Heirs and Saintesses, Haoyue Saint Son is in a league of his own. It’s said that his Dao Domain reached thirty layers thirty years ago!”
“Thirty layers of Dao Domain? No way!”
“What’s so surprising about that? Haoyue Saint Son is also born with the innate Sun and Moon Sword Body; his body has contained the Sword Qi of both the sun and the moon since birth, making him an obvious reincarnation of a Saint, and he was born with the dual Yin and Yang Meridians fully opened!”
“…Compared to Haoyue Saint Son, someone like me, naturally born with a Yang Meridian, seems like just a mongrel dog.”
Upon witnessing Haoyue Saint Son’s display, the faces of the other Saint Heirs and Saintesses turned solemn. In front of Haoyue Saint Son, the Purple Sun Holy Son’s Heaven and Earth Law Manifestation and Returning Ruins Extreme Realm were easily cut through by just a crescent moon strike.
Even the Returning Ruins Extreme Realm was evaded by his opponent; such a technique was difficult to fathom, slightly terrifying!
“That Haoyue Saint Son is too strong. I heard that thirty years ago, he was already the leading figure among the Saint Sons, and now after thirty years, his swordsmanship is even more terrifying.”
Beside Li Hao, Lin Shanhai and other Alchemists were also discussing.
Although they usually just focused on Pill Refining, they were well-informed about various kinds of gossip.
“One sword to defeat a Saint Heir, if Qingyue were to face him, wouldn’t it be better to just admit defeat directly and conserve some strength, perhaps claim second?”
Zhao Yingzhen suggested to Lin Shanhai with a worried look on his face.
Lin Shanhai’s eyes were full of anxiety. He also thought this way, but he knew his granddaughter’s temperament all too well; settling for second place? She might seem gentle and agreeable, but deep down she was extremely proud, how could she possibly bow her head!
The fight on the Saint Platform continued, and Yuwen Haoyue, tall and straight with a peculiar golden light in his eyes, approached Lin Qingyue directly.
“How about it, have you thought it through, the matter I spoke to you about last time, about marrying me?”
Standing in front of Lin Qingyue, Yuwen Haoyue astonishingly made his intentions clear.
Hearing his words, the dozen or so Saint Heirs and Saintesses around them were all startled, turning their gazes between the two, then back to Lin Qingyue. Read the latest on My Virtual Library Empire
Yuwen Haoyue was actually courting Lin Qingyue?
This was shocking news, and they had only just found out.
“You wish to use me as a step in your sword practice, to cut off all affection and attain your vision of heaven-and-earth unity. Please find someone more suitable; I will not accompany you.”
Lin Qingyue frowned, speaking coldly.
A glint of gold flashed in Yuwen Haoyue’s eyes as he stared at her and said, “Your gentle Sword Dao is but a lesser path. If you agree to join me, when I achieve Saint status in the future, I will select a path to sainthood for you as a reward, as well as a token of my proposal to you!”
Hearing their conversation, other Saint Heirs and Saintesses’ eyes flickered, some coming to a realization. It was no wonder, reaching their level, besides swordsmanship, their hearts held little space for other emotions, and when weighing interests, they often chose to abandon them.
Haoyue Saint Son’s pursuit of Lin Qingyue was evidently a losing deal, after all, Lin Qingyue had her own Sword Dao, and it was unlikely that she would agree easily. This pursuit was bound to be fruitless, even to the point of being laborious, but now, listening to their conversation, one could understand why.
As a betrothal gift, the path to becoming a Saint, these words made the eyes of the other saintesses flicker slightly, some remained indifferent, but others showed a gleam of amazement.
In the end, the ultimate goal of cultivation is none other than becoming a Saint, to exist eternally for ten thousand years!
Although they were also Saint Heirs and prodigies, proud in their own right, it was clear that Yuwen Haoyue was by far stronger than them.
“My Sword Dao is not insignificant, and even if it were, I would cultivate it to become a grand path!”
Lin Qingyue, seeing the other party belittling her Sword Dao, grew even colder, her gaze chilling as she warned, “Don’t force me to draw my sword right now!”
Yuwen Haoyue frowned slightly, but his eyes revealed a hint of coldness, “Then let’s see when the time comes!”
Having said that, he stopped the idle talk and returned to his own seat.
Lin Qingyue’s face remained frosty as she turned her head away, no longer paying attention.
The conversation here was sealed on the Saint Platform and did not spread; apart from the dozen or so Saint Heirs and saintesses who knew, the disciples below still focused their attention on the fierce battle on the combat stage.
Sitting in the floating seats above, Li Hao, bored out of his mind, noticed this scene. However, a barrier enveloped it, and he couldn’t hear what was said; he only saw that Lin Qingyue’s complexion seemed rather unpleasant.
As the contest of endurance and ultimate power ensued for two days, the points battle finally ended.
Lin Qingyue fought five times, winning every battle, and entered the top sixteen.
The other thirteen Saint Heirs and saintesses also made it to the top sixteen, none defeated, eliminating the others in advance.
Among the top sixteen, besides the fourteen Saint Heirs and saintesses, there were also two top Inner Sect prodigies with extremely strong combat power, who had also only narrowly lost in their previous battles with other Saint Heirs and saintesses.
The fights for the top sixteen would take place tomorrow.
Today, after watching the long duels, many disciples were also somewhat tired, their brains swollen, having absorbed too much, needing to go back to digest properly.
Li Hao also followed Lin Shanhai and the other Alchemists back, today he did not go to Fish with the Sword Master.
Upon returning to the Pill Refining Institute, Li Hao saw that Lin Qingyue had already returned to the courtyard ahead of them, still resting in her usual spot, legs crossed with her sword lying across her legs.
Li Hao thought for a moment, then approached and said, “I watched your fight today; it was spectacular, very impressive.”
Lin Qingyue closed her eyes, seemingly indifferent, not reacting.
Li Hao continued, “But some of your movements weren’t quite graceful. I’d like to draw them out to show you, how about it?”
Only then did Lin Qingyue open her eyes. Last time, Li Hao pointed out the flaws in her Sword Dao through drawing, using a painter’s perspective on beauty… Could there be flaws in her Sword Intent?
Lin Qingyue looked at Li Hao, staring at him for a moment, and then suddenly asked:
“What about your own swordsmanship? Haven’t you continued to cultivate it? I heard that you passed the Yao Ancestor’s test, entering the gateway within ten days. Among the Inner Sect Disciples, your talent for Sword Dao is also top-notch. Don’t you plan to cultivate it?”
“How did you know?”
Li Hao was surprised. The fact that he had passed the Yao Ancestor’s test was not something he had broadcasted; even others were unaware of it.
Lin Qingyue slightly furrowed her brow, withdrew her gaze, and indifferently replied, “Go ahead and draw it then.”
Li Hao had a talent for Sword Dao and was also skilled in painting; she could understand now why he had been able to depict her Sword Dao flaws.
Seeing that she agreed, Li Hao immediately took out his drawing board. He thought for a moment, considering that the subsequent battles would be more frequent and could face very strong opponents at any time, he decided to depict all of the opponent’s Sword Dao flaws at once.