Chapter 346: Chapter 63: Dao Ye True Person, Mad Sword Immortal
The swamp, shrouded in blue mist, suddenly burst into flames.
The fire spread in all directions along the green, fluffy objects on the surface of the water, quickly burning away the poisonous creatures in the mud and the miasma in the air, leaving nothing unscathed.
Sima Changyan and Duan Fenhai, upon seeing the effectiveness of An Zhisu leading the way with such results, were both half alarmed and half delighted.
Delighted at the wondrous effect of using Fire System Daoist Magic to forge a path, yet alarmed by the intensity and scale of the flames, which, if unleashed at the formal competition platforms of Shushan, would leave opponents with no choice but to counter with comparable Sword Dao Techniques or otherwise be left without any means to respond.
In the schools of the Shushan Sword Immortals, those who revered the Sword Control Technique definitely constituted the vast majority, for most enemies of the same rank in this world would simply perish with a single thrust of the Flying Sword.
How to make the Flying Sword strike faster, more accurately, and more ruthlessly was undoubtedly the most efficient method to enhance one’s strength. As for Daoist Magic… that was the forte of the Kunlun Cultivators, who admittedly placed more emphasis on the strength of cultivation, with a more vigorous flow of True Yuan.
However, aside from the majority of adversaries, there was a small portion that swordsmanship couldn’t resolve.
For instance, with the Weed-Cutting Sword Immortal An Zhisu, if you were to purely contend in swordsmanship, your chances of victory were slim to none. Many of those in the Golden Core Realm had acknowledged that An Zhisu’s swordsmanship attainment indeed surpassed that of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Now that she had acquired a powerful Immortal Sword, with such formidable Sword Dao Techniques, it seemed more prudent to concede defeat if one encountered her at the Immortal Sword Ranking competition in the future.
Not conceding meant facing the onslaught of her Sword Dao Techniques first, conjuring vast, fierce flames that filled the sky.
If you couldn’t withstand her Daoist Magic, your only option would be to risk a stabbing attack amidst the flames. With her swordsmanship skills, it’s likely you wouldn’t succeed.
If you could withstand the Daoist Magic, you’d have to divide your attention to activate your own Daoist Magic while simultaneously competing with her in swordsmanship. Yet An Zhisu was infamous for her abilities in multitasking and Two-Handed Sword Control…
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On the edge of the swamp, two young girls stood side by side, staring in awe at the distant roaring fire.
“What a formidable Daoist flame!” Jiang Liyan said apprehensively, “I have previously encountered the Phoenix Immortal from Kunlun, whose blast of Great Bright Fire covered the sky. This Shushan Cultivator’s flames may be slightly inferior, but they possess about seventy to eighty percent of that power.”
“That person is An Zhisu, the first on the Immortal Sword Ranking of Shushan,” replied Miss Ah Ling.
“The first on the Immortal Sword Ranking?” Jiang the Witch’s eyes swiveled.
Ah Ling knew her companion well; she was never one to sit still… Even though in recent years, there had finally been someone to rein her in, most of the time she still maintained her mischievous and unruly nature, harboring more schemes than anyone.
“What do you think,” Jiang the Witch suddenly smiled. “If we had the Crazy Swordsman go against them?”
“Eh?” Ah Ling was startled, “Didn’t we agree to lead them to the poisonous serpent?”
“I just feel that it would be more dramatic to have them go up against the deranged senior from Shushan,” said Jiang the Witch with a grin.
“You really do love doing pointless things,” said Ah Ling helplessly as she silently maneuvered the magic to make the distant puppet turn and run.
Within the swamp, the group had efficiently harvested all the encounterable Spiritual Medicine.
There were many Wood System Spiritual Medicines among the miasma, mostly guarded by poisonous beings, but they could hardly withstand the concerted efforts of the four Shushan Sword Immortals, who swept through them with overwhelming force.
Pick out the ingredients that could be made into Purple Mansion secret medicine; if the adjuvants are found and the elixir is refined, it could overall increase the Refining Mansion cultivation by forty years.
To make up for the initial losses from Ling Yunpo, Duan Fenhai and Sima Changyan also fought bravely to take the lead. As for An Zhisu, because the Fire System Daoist magic was needed to clear the way, she kept depleting her True Yuan to drive the Flying Smoke Sword at the forefront, her contribution unmatched, ranking first.
“Senior Sister An, do you want to rest for a bit?” Ling Yunpo suddenly said.
An Zhisu was about to say there was no need, but the look in Ling Yunpo’s eyes stopped her, so she blankly nodded her head.
The reason Ling Yunpo wanted to rest was that he didn’t want her to deplete her True Yuan too much; otherwise, it would be troublesome if any accidents occurred later—of course, this was not convenient to say in front of Duan Fenhai and Sima Changyan, so he had to find a tactful excuse to “rest.”
Duan Fenhai and Sima Changyan had no objections, so everyone found a nearby dry deadwood, sat down on the trunk to rest, and took elixirs to recover their True Yuan.
“Do you hear any sound?” An Zhisu suddenly asked.
“No.” Ling Yunpo first responded blankly, then quickly came to his senses and hurriedly leaped down from the trunk.
He knew that Senior Sister An had already awakened her Innate Sword Heart, making her perception far sharper than ordinary cultivators in this regard, so he dared not be negligent and quickly swept the surroundings with his Divine Sense.
Seeing him on such high alert, Duan Fenhai and Sima Changyan also promptly stood up, vigilantly checking the surroundings.
Before long, An Zhisu suddenly turned around, and the Flying Smoke Sword struck out with full force!
Although it struck empty space, it seemed as if it had hit something. The Flying Smoke Sword instantly flew back, and several strands of Sword Qi exploded from the point of collision, which Ling Yunpo and the others parried with their drawn swords.
“This is…” Duan Fenhai was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in shock, “The Xinjin Huayi Sword?”
“Impossible!” Sima Changyan also said in astonishment.
The Xinjin Huayi Sword, the Life-bound Sword Artifact of Dao Ye True Person from Shushan seven hundred years ago, characterized by dispersing Sword Qi upon impact, bypassing the Flying Sword to strike the enemy.
But this sword’s fame was far less than Dao Ye True Person himself—this man was a disciple of the Sect Guardian Immortal, Long Eyebrow, of Shushan, and a brother to Su Jian. He was also immensely talented and brilliant, and along with Su Jian, was known as Shushan’s “Golden Silver Sword Immortal.”
Although it was named so because the Xinjin Sword was purple-gold and the Harsh Cold Sword was silver-white, in the secular world, gold is more valuable than silver, which shows Shushan’s greater expectations for Dao Ye True Person, actually even more so than for Qi Sha True Person Su Jian.
However, this man, at the Great Perfection stage of the Obscure Weave Rank in the Golden Core Realm, which is just a step away from becoming an Immortal by forming the Core, suddenly went on a journey one day and never returned to the sect.
Shushan even dispatched several True Persons to secretly visit many famous mountains and rivers where Dao Ye might have gone, but in the end, they all came back empty-handed—after that, Long Eyebrow Immortal then listed Su Jian as his Direct Disciple, which in some sense was also out of no choice.
If the Xinjin Huayi Sword were here, then Dao Ye True Person…
The crowd looked forward with horror and saw a Sword Immortal old man with a vacant expression and lifeless eyes, walking over the water from a distant swamp.
“Junior brother, junior brother…” he muttered to himself, his gaze drifting unsure where to focus, “Your swordsmanship cannot win, it’s me, it’s me…”