Master of the Demon Emperor

"With the Sword God present, Wei Niantian should not make a move. At this critical juncture, it would be harmful in every way and beneficial in none," Liu Boya hesitated to say, lacking confidence in his own statement.

Wei Niantian was arrogant, disdainful of the world, which is why he had become the Leader of the Demon Cult.

Within the Demon Cult, everyone was unruly and hard to tame. To keep them in line surely required not just strength but also ruthless measures.

Li Mengde furrowed his brows tightly, his face shifting between shade and light, clearly contemplating a solution to this matter.

Unfortunately, he could not think of a way to divert Wei Niantian and Lu Ziwei; neither of these formidable figures would take him seriously.

"Wait, why has Lu Ziwei come to Chang An? Just to escort the Demon Lord?"

Li Mengde suddenly thought of something and quickly asked.

Liu Boya couldn't answer either, as he had been pondering this all the way back, but he too couldn't figure it out.

But he had a general direction.

"It's probably something to do with Xia Tianyi, but exactly what, I can't figure out," Liu Boya said, shaking his head. He had considered whether Lu Ziwei wanted to duel with Xia Tianyi but saw no reason for it.

According to Lu Ziwei, Xia Tianyi was very fond of Su Yie, which is why he had decided to teach Su Yie.

What did that imply?

It meant that the Sword Saint and the Sword God had a good relationship!

They were the premier swordsmen of the Seven Dynasties of their respective eras. If they dueled, one would inevitably become a stepping stone for the other, making it not worth the risk.

"Xia Tianyi..."

Li Mengde's eyes flickered, vaguely revealing a murderous intent.

...

At the peak of the mountain, Su Yie stood proudly, with twelve long swords floating above his head, including the Zhou Wu Sword and the Heartbreaking Sword.

Lu Ziwei, so generous in teaching his secret techniques, did not withhold any secrets.

When Lu Ziwei saw the Zhou Wu Sword, he was neither shocked nor even slightly surprised.

Xia Tianyi had probably mentioned this to him.

The Sword God never cared about what was a good sword or a bad sword; he forged all his own swords.

In his eyes, an Ancient Immortal Sword was not as good as a Mortal Sword in his hand.

"Ten Thousand Sword Jue, what matters is your connection with each sword, you need to achieve precise and exact control over every sword," Lu Ziwei said, standing not too far away.

Su Yie did not respond, his mind wholly focused on the twelve treasured swords above his head, the least of which was of third-grade superior quality.

Ten Thousand Sword Jue was the sword technique Lu Ziwei was most proud of.

The Sword Saint pursued speed.

The Sword God pursued strength.

A myriad of swords launched simultaneously, capable of destroying anything frail and decimating multitudes of enemies in the world!

Xiang Yu stared at Su Yie's focused figure, her face filled with infatuated expression, feeling that Su Yie, unlike others, was completely devoted to cultivation, always practicing whenever he had a moment.

She sometimes wondered what drove him to feel such urgency.

Hum—

The twelve swords above Su Yie's head suddenly began to tremble, each splitting into three sword shadows of silvery-white color, resembling thunder and lightning gathered.

Lu Ziwei's eyes narrowed, he thought to himself, "How is this young man's sword talent so freakishly strong?"

He had only taught Su Yie for four days, and Su Yie could already perform shadow splitting.

He too had disciples, and the one with the strongest talent needed almost half a month.

Compared to Su Yie, they were simply mediocre.

"No wonder Xia Tianyi speaks so highly of him."

Lu Ziwei became increasingly interested in Su Yie. At their level of swordsmanship, they highly valued talented juniors because they did not want their own sword arts to be forgotten but to be passed down through the ages.

Inheriting the mantle of the Sword Saint and the Sword God, what heights might Su Yie reach in the future?

He couldn't imagine, so he was full of anticipation.

Once shadow splitting was achieved, it marked the entry-level stage of the Ten Thousand Sword Jue.

Su Yie continued to focus on practicing the sword.

Emperor Su's Sect was always bustling with activity.

Nowadays, the number of members in Emperor Su's Sect had reached eighteen, and people were chatting even in the dead of night.

Li Zuxuan: You might as well join Great Tang and fulfill Senior Wuu's wishes.

Wuu You: You're thinking too much. I don't have such intentions.

Wux Qingyao: The Mighty Tang is overbearing. Why should we join them?

Sword Saint Xia Tianyi: I'm going to Mighty Tang to battle the Sword God. If you have time, you can come and watch.

Demon Wolf Star: Tsk tsk, Senior Sword Saint, aren't you afraid of losing, being so high-profile?

Overlord Luo Fu: How can you, mere vermin, measure the heart of a Sword Saint?

...

Su Yie was secretly startled. Xia Tianyi was actually inviting other strong figures from Emperor Su's Sect to watch the battle. Was he planning to flatten Chang An?

It was obvious that Li Zuxuan was about to cry.

Among the Sect, there were only powerhouses, and he could only pick on Wux Qingyao, Elder Lord Qi Yang, and Demon Wolf Star.

Just then, twelve swords suddenly started shaking, ready to fall at any moment, frightening Su Yie so much that he dared not be distracted and quickly focused on sword practice.

In the next six days, Zi Wei patiently instructed him, increasing the number of his sword shadows.

By the last day, each sword could produce ten sword shadows.

All together, there were one hundred and twenty sword shadows. Although not as impressive as Zi Wei's, it was still very strong.

"Your talent in swordsmanship is really strong."

Zi Wei said earnestly, staring at Su Yie.

In response, Su Yie remained calm and indifferently replied, "What you see is just the tip of the iceberg."

Zi Wei shook his head and chuckled. The kid was truly proud.

Little did he know, Su Yie was telling the truth.

He had begun cultivating less than a year ago, and already possessed current cultivation and strength. Looking back through Ancient Wilderness, how many could compare?

Especially his physique, which could absorb Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, Miraculous Pills and Medicines to the maximum extent.

Having a strong physique was also a talent!

Seeing Zi Wei praise Su Yie like this, Xiang Yu's smile blossomed beautifully, as if she herself had been complimented.

"Let's go! To Chang An!"

Zi Wei waved his sleeve, and Su Yie nodded, stowing the twelve swords into the Repository of the Dao.

He wore a Storage Ring on his finger, making others believe he had put the swords into the ring, even Zi Wei didn't notice anything amiss.

Su Yie didn't like carrying swords on his waist or in his hands.

It could be easy, and yet he chose to pretend, tiresome, wasn't it?

No sooner had he started flying with Xiang Yu than an image appeared in Su Yie's mind, presenting a new feature selection.

Please choose to activate any one of the following new features!

Sect Private Chat!

Phantom Conference!

Sect Leader's Vest!

Only one of the three new features could be chosen.

As he pondered over Phantom Conference, the Great Dao Communication Device provided him with information, explaining the Phantom Conference.

It would gather all Emperor Su's Sect members in an independent space in the form of Divine Shadows. They wouldn't be able to see each other's true faces, but could talk face to face. This independent space was only accessible to Emperor Su's Sect members.

As for the Sect Leader's Vest, it would allow Su Yie to join Emperor Su's Sect under a new identity.

"It's getting more and more advanced," Su Yie thought to himself. Which new feature should he choose?

He wanted to choose them all!

But he could only pick one, truly torturing for someone with difficulty making decisions!

After some thought, Su Yie quickly made a decision.

This one is good. It can solve a lot of problems!