First Immortal of the Sword

Pinewave Plateau was in chaos.

Everyone here was the leader of their faction or one of its pillars, and all of them were enraged and alarmed.

Take Fu Yunkong, the leader of the Spirit Firmament Sword Pavilion. He was a neutral party, but now, even he couldn’t help but furrow his brow.

This is the Cloud Terrace Assembly, and all of us have come to discuss matters of the utmost importance.

Yet Su Yi just attacked with no consideration of the rules whatsoever!

If things go on like this, will we even be able to continue the meeting?

However, although Fu Yunkong and numerous others were averse to Su Yi’s methods, none of them spoke out.

Su Yi was just too domineering. 

He had no reservations whatsoever, and he was utterly lawless. None of them wanted to bring misfortune upon themselves.

After all, hadn’t he just defeated Dan Yunqi, the leader of the Qinghong Sect, with a swoosh of his sleeves?

“Everyone, don’t tell me you’re just going to stand back and watch him commit acts of violence?” Madam Hua Ting said coldly, her face ashen.

She was startled too, and moreover, she was furious. When she spoke, she was visibly on guard, as if afraid Su Yi would attack out of nowhere.

And indeed, what happened next proved that her concerns weren’t at all unfounded.

Before her voice even finished echoing through the air, Su Yi casually slapped the air.

Madam Hua Ting, a grand elder of the Hundred Flowers Spirit Sect, was a powerful Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator in her own right, even stronger than Dan Yunqi.

As Su Yi’s palm strike flew toward her, she crossed her arms, intertwined her fingers, and pulled.

Weng!

An energy fluctuation of the Grand Dao condensed into a glittering, radiant blue flower that hovered defensively in front of her.

Its multi-layered petals unfolded, shining with metallic luster, like layer after layer of shields covered in flowing divine radiance. 

The Blue Flower Thousand Petal Shield!

This was an extremely miraculous defensive art. When its thirty-six flower petals overlapped, it could block the full-force attack of anyone of the same cultivation.

When they saw this, quite a few of the guests’ eyes lit up. Madam Hua Ting sure lives up to her reputation! She’s practiced this miraculous defensive skill to the point of full mastery, and she can use it with confidence and ease!

However——

They heard a bang, followed by an explosion.

Beneath the crowd’s flabbergasted gazes, the multi-layered, enormous blue flower exploded as if it were made of paper mache. Su Yi crushed it in a single slap!

Amidst a scattering rain of light, Madam Hua Ting’s delicate frame staggered backward, and she fell over backward. The angled hairpin holding her hair in place shattered, and her long hair hung loose, which only made her seem even more unsightly.

Although she had, ultimately, blocked Su Yi’s attack, its terrifying force made her organs churn, and her entire body was in agony. It hurt so badly that she almost coughed up blood!

The look on her dignified, beautiful face changed dramatically.

“This…” The onlookers’ eyelids twitched, and chills coursed through their hearts. 

This was partially because they were astonished by Su Yi’s sheer forcefulness.

But it was also because they finally understood on a visceral level that the rumors about Su Yi weren’t at all exaggerated.

Despite his mere Gathering Stars Realm cultivation, this young man really did possess the heaven-defying ability to suppress Spiritual Manifestation experts with ease!

“Clay chickens and porcelain dogs! They’re inviting their own humiliation.” Yuan Heng couldn’t help but laugh coldly. Of all the spectators, only he was still calm.

“That so….?” Lan Suo’s heart shook, and she looked dazed.

Suddenly, she felt an overwhelming impulse to learn just what had happened to Su Yi over the past few months.

Fortunately, I treated Su Yi with respect right from the start, and I was never the least bit negligent… Meng Jinghai quietly broke out in a cold sweat.

When he saw Su Yi walk toward them, Grand Elder Zhu Kunyang of the Five-Lightning Spirit Sect couldn’t help but shout, “Su Yi! Your actions have effectively ruined the Cloud Terrace Assembly! Aren’t you afraid of provoking the ire of every cultivator beneath the heavens?”

His voice spread throughout the entire plateau.

“You’re nothing but scum from another world. How are you qualified to represent the cultivators of this world?” Su Yi asked with a dry laugh. He flicked his fingers. “Get away from me.”

It was just four light, airy words, and a casual, understated application of power.

Zhu Kunyang was a Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator, but it was as a primordial deity had flung a mountain at him; a low thud rang out, and he went flying on impact, tumbling and rolling until he was over a hundred feet away. He looked utterly miserable.

“Master!” Yuan Shuo was so scared that his soul practically left his body, and he collapsed onto the ground. 

This was unquestionably humiliating.

However, at a time like this, no one was in the mood to pay a small fry like him any attention.

All eyes were on Su Yi’s tall, lean figure.

Even neutral parties like Pavilion Master Fu Yunkong tensed, and they could no longer remain calm.

Su Yi was just too domineering!

Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivators could gaze down upon all of creation, but against Su Yi, they couldn’t even take a single hit!

Dan Yunqi, Madam Hua Ting, and Zhu Kunyang were the pillars of their respective factions. It was precisely because their ranks included powerful Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivators like them that their sects could reign over their respective territories!

But against Su Yi, they seemed pitifully weak!

Of course the other guests were startled! Of course they were afraid!

Song Changhe’s face was ashen and unsightly.

He’d heard stories of Su Yi’s strength. That was why, when he learned that Su Yi planned to intervene on the Cloudstone Venerate’s behalf, he decided to seize this opportunity to take Su Yi down a peg.

All he wanted was for Su Yi to apologize. How could Song Changhe have anticipated that Su Yi wouldn’t just refuse—he'd flip the table and attack!

He showed no concern for martial virtues at all!

But when you rode a tiger, it was hard to get back off. It was too late for Song Changhe to regret this course of action. Su Yi had already cast aside all pretenses of cordiality. How could there possibly be room for discussion and reconciliation now?

Su Yi was now only about thirty feet from Song Changhe.

He raised the jug of wine he still carried in his left hand and took a sip. His steps never slowed.

However, in the eyes of the onlookers, his casual bearing was a form of pressure in its own right, albeit one difficult to describe in words. 

“Su Yi! Don’t push this too far!” Song Changhe could no longer hold back. He shouted, then attacked.

Clang!

The hum of a sword reverberated throughout the plateau, like the roaring of a dragon or tiger.

The crowd’s eyes stung.

In Song Changhe’s hand there was now a sword shrouded in lightning, its steel showing a wavy pattern like pinewood grain.

It was only two feet long, and the blade was emblazoned with lightning power corresponding to the five elements—water, metal, fire, wood, and earth.

The dazzling hues competed, like charging bulls!

The Five-Lightning Pinewood Sword!

This was a divine weapon of the Spirit Dao level, and Song Changhe had poured an enormous amount of effort into tempering it for the past three hundred years. It was his strongest weapon, his Natal Spirit Treasure.

With his sword in hand, Song Changhe’s aura changed dramatically. His sleeves, beard, and hair billowed around him, an explosive, electric momentum stunned everyone present.

Many of the highly-influential guests were stunned.

This guy’s strength in the peak Spiritual Manifestation Realm is not inferior to others in the early-stage Spiritual Incarnation Realm… Meng Jinghai’s eyes flashed.

He was a Spiritual Incarnation cultivator himself, and he could naturally sense just how powerful Song Changhe’s momentum was.

Throughout the modern Great Qin, few were at all intimidating to Meng Jinghai. However, the Five-Lightning Spirit Sect’s Song Changhe was unquestionably one of the few!

Only Su Yi’s eyes shone with a hint of disdain.

The orthodox version of the Five Lightnings was that of the Way of the Celestial Masters. Its user controlled the qi of the Five Lightnings to seize the power of heaven and earth. It was as forceful and domineering as could be, with shocking destructive power.

Those soul cultivators who originated as ghosts or evil spirits feared nothing more than inheritors of the Way of Celestial Masters. This was because its experts loved and excelled at nothing more than exterminating ghosts and slaying yao.

Song Changhe cultivated the power of Five Lightnings, and he’d fused it into his Dao of the Sword. His force and momentum was terrifying.

However, in Su Yi’s eyes, he was far inferior to adherents of the Way of the Celestial Masters.

Most likely, he never mastered the secret legacy of refining ‘Five-Lightning Qi.’ That’s why his aura is somewhat inferior, thought Su Yi.

“Rise!” Song Changhe’s voice resounded like spring thunder.

Boom!

Heaven and earth shook, and the clouds shook and dispersed. 

Song Changhe’s pinewood grain sword took to the skies, bringing with it a current of power formed of five-colored divine lightning.

It was like a vast sea of lightning sword qi!

This terrifying scene made the countless cultivators gathered at the foot of the mountain instinctively look up. A miraculous, unbelievable sight greeted them.

Radiant, multicolored lightning shone overhead, transforming the sky. It was enough to make one’s heart palpitate!

“What a truly impressive sword!” Gu Shandu gasped. He too was in the Spiritual Incarnation Realm, but even he sensed pressure bearing down on him.

“It really is something,” said Cao Ying. His eyes flashed, and he looked alarmed.

Throughout Pinewave Plateau, the influential guests’ hair stood on end, and all of them instinctively moved further away.

Even Yuan Heng immediately led Lan Suo further away from the conflict. 

The combatants were so powerful that even the aftershock of their attacks could have unimaginable consequences!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The cushions, tables, as well as the alcohol, fruit, and refreshments on their surfaces shattered into pieces.

This damn geezer has gone insane! Meng Jinghai’s expression shifted dramatically, and he inwardly cursed. He circulated the defensive formation covering Cloud Terrace Spirit Mountain without the slightest hesitation.

Whoosh~

The power of the formation surged in like waters at high tide, which finally blocked the power emanating from Song Changhe’s sword.

Otherwise, its rampaging sword force would have devastated the entire mountain!

“Cut!” Song Changhe bellowed, and five-colored lightning came crashing down like a waterfall. Its radiance stung the eyes, and it was boundlessly vast. With the pinewood grain sword guiding it, its full force cleaved toward Su Yi.

Boom! 

No one present could remain calm. Their hearts and minds felt stifled.

The power of this slash was explosive to the extreme, and it was endlessly destructive!

They couldn’t help but sweat on Su Yi’s behalf.

But it was then that, shockingly, Su Yi laughed. He muttered to himself, “Against someone else, this sword might well be overpowering, but since you encountered me… Well, you brought your misfortune on yourself.”

He’d only just said this when——

His right hand casually drew a line through the air.

Wind and lightning surged into being. The five elements circulated, and Yin and Yang fused into one another. Three types of peerless Dao Charm formed a hundred-foot energy vortex and soared through the air.

Boom!

Explosive lightning bolts descended from the heavens. How terrifying was that?

It was enough to put pressure on Gu Shandu, Meng Jinghai, and the other Spiritual Incarnation Realm existences.

But what happened next left them tongue-tied and dumbstruck.

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When the explosive, radiant lightning cleaved into the hundred-foot vortex hovering before Su Yi, it instantly lost all its power; the vortex swallowed it up, bit by bit. 

It disappeared like a clay ox dissolving into the ocean!