Chapter 16 The Dominator of Sword Dao_2
Then, Li Qiubai appeared.
He entered Chang'an alone and met Qing King outside the Imperial City. Without drawing his long sword, his Sword Intent alone caused Qing King to suffer a complete defeat.
Afterward, he fought Xu Su above the Heaven's Vault in Chang'an City, who sought to regain face for Qing King.
The sky resembled a vast tent, covering the four corners. Only one sword was needed to observe heaven from a well.
In this battle, the Sword Qi was like the water of a great river descending from the heavens, lingering for a long time.
Faced with the Sword Tomb Martial Emperor, undefeated among Sword Cultivators, he suffered his first defeat at the hands of the Chang'an Sword Immortal and subsequently sealed himself in Beicang City, never emerging since.
And the Sword Tomb grew colder because of this battle.
—Indeed, Xu Family's Body Cultivation of Beicang is strong; it's true that few Sword Cultivators in the world are confident in defeating you.
But so what?
The Martial Emperor of the Sword Tomb, in front of the peak Sword Immortal of our Sword Cultivators, is still no match, isn't he?
Among all major schools, who dares to confidently claim they can defeat Li Qiubai? Defeat Xie Qingyun? Defeat Chu Mushen?
As long as these three Sword Immortals stand proudly in the world, the Sword Cultivators' confidence remains.
Indeed!
So it seems, Li Qiubai is implicitly a thorn in the side for the Sword Tomb.
It may be that someone in the Sword Tomb always remembers Li Qiubai, but Li Qiubai never considered the Sword Tomb a worthy opponent, nor did he care for that victory long ago.
Even if his opponent was the then peerless new Martial Emperor.
Li Qiubai has always only cared about his Sword Dao...
And her.
Now, as the Sword Immortal gazes far away from the railing, he thinks of nothing of the storms of the past, only of those three empty cities.
Having recognized the vastness of the universe, he still cherishes the greenery of the grass and trees.
Born into a family of common merchants, Li Qiubai began Cultivation only after the age of twenty but never lost his humanity, his compassion for the Human Race.
Perhaps this is also what sets Sword Cultivators apart.
Other cultivators, as they reach the peak, might find emotions becoming more indifferent, closer to the so-called 'immortal,' 'inhuman' immortals.
But Sword Cultivators do not; they follow their heart, and their childlike innocence never dims.
Though the peak of Sword Cultivators is named Sword Immortal, in truth, Sword Cultivators lean more towards 'hero,' rather than immortal.
.....
The Sword Immortal stands at the boat's prow.
Lu Qingshan, with two disciples, stands behind him, watching this prominent figure who, without drawing his sword, already exudes myriad Sword Intents.
After a moment, Li Qiubai finally spoke.
"Xu Su, Li Qiubai visits the Sword Tomb; won't you come out of the city to meet?"
This sentence, infused with majestic Element Force, instantly resounded throughout Beicang City.
"What kind of audacious man dares to openly challenge our Family Head; such nerve!"
Ten thousand years is indeed a long time, and time often erodes all things.
Even when Mount Tai falls into the sea, the waves it splashes are often only temporary; with hundreds or thousands of years passing, not a ripple remains.
Thus, having passed through Chang'an Years into Tianyuan, and with the Chang'an Sword Immortal's fame rising so early and then vanishing for so long, now, even the elder cultivators remember Li Qiubai merely as a name, let alone the new generation.
Therefore, in Beicang City, many did not initially react and thought as such.
A breath later, they began to realize what was wrong, "Li Qiubai, that seems to be... the Sword Immortal?"
The one who once greatly defeated the Xu Family's head, Xu Su, was the Chang'an Sword Immortal who caused the Sword Tomb to fall from grace.
After a brief silence, the city erupted, bursting forth with noise even louder than the waves.
"Is it really the Chang'an Sword Immortal?"
"Why has he come to our Sword Tomb? For what purpose?"
On the main streets, in inns, indoors, every place was now bustling with people.
Thoughts swirling in everyone's mind, they set out en masse, flocking towards the grand city walls of Beicang City, or rushing outside to see what was happening.
Everyone could see that Li Qiubai had come with ill intentions.
And whether it's the Chang'an Sword Immortal or the Martial Emperor Xu Su, both are extraordinary figures, and now that they might confront one another, who wouldn't be intrigued?
Soon enough, the high city walls of Beicang were already teeming with a flood of people.
At that moment.
"Xu Su has not left his doors for ten thousand years, self-sealing the Sword Tomb, and does not welcome visitors. We ask Fellow Daoist Li to please go elsewhere." A mighty voice, also driven by Element Force, sounded from within Beicang City and traveled to the outside, reaching the Lan Cang River.
It was the Sword Tomb Martial Emperor, Xu Su.
"Xu Su, if you dare not see me, then I shall have no choice but to break into the city." At this moment, Li Qiubai leaped from the prow and soared into the Heaven's Vault.
Everyone involuntarily lifted their heads, gazing up at that figure.
Just like the countless cultivators during the Chang'an Years, before the Chang'an Sword Immortal, there was no other path but to look up.
Beicang City is a large city, not inhabited by the Xu Family alone.
"An Immortal visits; the Martial Emperor Xu refuses to meet; is it not too conceited?" Someone in the city murmured.
There were more than a few who shared this sentiment.
"Beicang City is not something anyone can break!" That mighty voice sounded again.
"Predecessor Li is a Sword Immortal!" Finally, a Sword Cultivator in the city couldn't stand these words and shouted loudly.
Can a Sword Immortal not break Beicang City?
Don't forget, you once lost under the sword of the Chang'an Sword Immortal.
For a moment, voices of agreement rose one after another.
The Sword Immortal has always been the highest pursuit of Sword Cultivators, their faith, not to be lightly disgraced.