Chapter 23: My Sword Is No Less Sharp!
Chapter 23: My Sword Is No Less Sharp!
Hearing this, Qing Yunzi couldn’t help but laugh. “Are you saying you want to compete with me in swordsmanship?”
He sneered inwardly. I’m the quasi-Demon Prince of the Demon Sword Mountain, the number one sword sect in the demonic path!
The Demon Sword Mountain, which rivals the righteous Myriad Sword Sect!
Does he really not know this?
It seems the Heavenly Fiend Sect is truly a bunch of rabble!
With this thought, he drew a black sword from his back, its aura of killing intent soaring into the sky, terrifying to behold!
The sword was undoubtedly stained with the blood of countless lives, its thick aura of slaughter coalescing into a palpable force.
“So that’s the legendary Black Slaughter Sword!”
“It’s said that the more blood it soaks, the stronger it becomes. Who knows how much blood his Black Slaughter Sword has consumed?”
“To think the Demon Sword Mountain’s master would give him his personal sword. He really is the favored son.”
“This is bad for the Demon Prince. With the Black Slaughter Sword and his Golden Core cultivation, he’s practically invincible among his peers!”
“Maybe the Demon Prince should just give up. I don’t want to see him lose to this guy.”
The disciples were filled with despair.
It wasn’t that they had no hope for Ye Shu, but Qing Yunzi’s strength was simply too terrifying!
If they really fought, Ye Shu’s chances of winning were almost zero.
Even Bai Rourou, standing beside Ye Shu, grabbed his sleeve in a panic. “Junior Brother Ye, don’t be impulsive!”
“This is all my fault. I’ll explain things to him slowly. He should listen to me.”
She thought that if she hadn’t stirred up this conflict, things wouldn’t have come to this.
“Senior Sister Bai, this isn’t your fault,” Ye Shu turned to her and comforted her gently. “The one at fault is this ungrateful fool!”
“Sooner or later, he and I would have clashed. There’s no need to avoid it. I am the Demon Prince of the Heavenly Fiend Sect!”
With that, Ye Shu glanced toward the two figures in the sky.
He had long sensed Luo Jiuyan watching from afar.
At this moment, he couldn’t afford to back down or run away!
As the Demon Prince of the Heavenly Fiend Sect, being scared off by an outsider on his own turf would have grave consequences!
Not only would Ye Shu lose face, but the Heavenly Fiend Sect’s reputation would also be tarnished!
If word got out, the other demonic sects would laugh at them!
Sect Leader Luo Jiuyan’s dignity would be shattered!
Wouldn’t her trust in him, her chosen Demon Prince, falter as well?
The only thing he needed to do now was stand firm in the face of this storm!
Seeing this, Qing Yunzi burst out laughing. “You actually ignored my goddess’s advice? You’re truly blind!”
He raised the Black Slaughter Sword in his hand and sneered, “Aren’t you afraid?”
The Black Slaughter Sword emitted waves of killing intent, like vengeful spirits swirling around it!
Anyone who looked at it would shudder in fear!
Ye Shu raised the Great Silver Sword, which hummed with a faint dragon’s roar. “My sword is no less sharp!”
“Good!”
Qing Yunzi roared!
Without further ado, he activated the Black Slaughter Sword and lunged forward, his figure streaking through the air like a black meteor!
His speed was so terrifying that in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Ye Shu!
The sheer ferocity of his attack made the disciples gasp in horror!
“No!” Luo Jiuyan couldn’t help but cry out.
For some reason, she couldn’t bear to see Ye Shu get hurt. In that moment, she acted on instinct.
“Hehe!” Wu Meiyue, standing beside her, covered her mouth and chuckled.
She found it amusing that her usually stoic big senior sister could actually care about someone.
But it was no use!
Her dear son would defeat that boy in less than three moves!
Clang!
The sound of clashing weapons rang out.
“He… blocked it!” Wu Meiyue’s eyes widened in shock.
She saw the handsome young man named Ye Shu raise his silver sword and block Qing Yunzi’s Black Slaughter Sword, the sharp sound of metal grinding against metal piercing the air.
Qing Yunzi tried to press the attack, but Ye Shu suddenly swung his sword with tremendous force!
Bang!
The Black Slaughter Sword was knocked to the ground.
“What?!” Qing Yunzi stared in disbelief as his sword fell to the ground, his eyes wide with shock.
He quickly gestured, summoning the Black Slaughter Sword back to his hand.
“I underestimated him!” Qing Yunzi gritted his teeth.
This exchange had ended with him losing his weapon—a disgrace, especially for a swordsman!
Losing one’s sword was like losing one’s life, a humiliation beyond words!
He could only conclude that he had underestimated Ye Shu.
But then again, it made sense.
The fact that Ye Shu had become the Demon Prince meant he had some skill.
“But this ends here!” Qing Yunzi grinned wickedly.
Since his opponent had some strength, there was no need for him to hold back anymore.
Kill!
He gripped the Black Slaughter Sword, and waves of black killing intent erupted from his body, enveloping him in a dark mist.
At this moment, he looked like a demon god!
His aura was one of slaughtering gods and buddhas alike!
“What the hell is this? What’s happening to him?” The Heavenly Fiend Sect disciples stared in shock.
Even Luo Jiuyan, watching from above, couldn’t hide her surprise.
Luo Jiuyan murmured involuntarily, “To think he’s mastered the Demonic Year Technique at just twenty years old.”
Beside her, Wu Meiyue beamed with pride. “Big Senior Sister, see? This is the fruit of my love. Impressive, isn’t it?”
Hearing the phrase “fruit of my love” again almost made Luo Jiuyan lose her composure on the spot.
You’ve said it once already!
Did you really have to say it a second time?
As if anyone needed reminding that you gave birth to such a prodigy.
If someone as foolish as you can produce such a genius, imagine what I could do…
At this thought, Luo Jiuyan’s face flushed, and she coughed lightly, trying to maintain her composure. “It’s hardly worth mentioning.”
“Nothing special?” Wu Meiyue clutched her stomach, laughing.
Others might not know Luo Jiuyan, but as her junior sister, Wu Meiyue knew her well.
Luo Jiuyan’s reaction was clearly her being stubborn!
But it was understandable. Her son was causing trouble on her big senior sister’s turf and beating her precious disciple. It was only natural for her to be upset.
As she thought this, she smiled and looked down at the handsome young man below. He was indeed incredibly good-looking.
Too bad, in the world of cultivation, strength was all that mattered!
“If you’re scared, surrender now. For Rourou’s sake, I’ll spare your life!”
Qing Yunzi, shrouded in black mist, looked at Ye Shu and let out a sinister laugh. “If you don’t speak up soon, I won’t be able to control how brutal I’ll be!”
His words were a clear attempt to intimidate Ye Shu into surrendering.
The other disciples couldn’t help but sweat for their Demon Prince.
Qing Yunzi, cloaked in that dark mist, was simply too powerful!
If Ye Shu surrendered now, they wouldn’t blame him.
However, Ye Shu didn’t respond to Qing Yunzi’s taunts. Instead, he raised the Great Silver Sword in his hand.
Activating the Creation Art, the sprout of his inner cultivation radiated dazzling light!
Ye Shu himself was bathed in a golden glow.
At the same time, the Great Silver Sword emitted a terrifying dragon’s roar, its vibrations resonating through the air.
His entire demeanor transformed!
Holding the Great Silver Sword, bathed in light, his already flawless face took on the appearance of a celestial being, exuding an aura that transcended all mortal life.
The swirling black mist around Qing Yunzi was blown away like smoke!
At this moment, Ye Shu spoke only one sentence: “Master above, grant me the power to slaughter without hindrance!”
Far in the sky, Luo Jiuyan trembled slightly upon hearing these words…