First Immortal of the Sword

As Shuo Meng laughed uproariously, the other yao cultivators burst into laughter alongside him.

The sound stung the ears, but Meng Jinghai and the others paid them no heed.

After witnessing Su Yi’s terrifying abilities, Shuo Meng and the yao cultivators’ jeering laughter seemed extraordinarily ignorant and ridiculous.

“Little guy, they want you to stick up for them. What do you plan to do?” the curly-bearded elder said slowly.

Su Yi’s gaze shifted, landing on the Molten Gold Lion pulling the carriage. “Leave that dirty beast behind; I’ll take it back with me to guard my gates. Do that, and I’ll give the rest of you an opportunity to leave here alive.”

Molten Gold Lions weren’t all that strong, but this was the Great Qin. Here, a Spiritual Incarnation Realm Molten Gold Lion was far too rare.

And rare things were precious.

If he forced the dirty beast to submit and brought it back, there’d be no need to have Ying Que keep watch all the time. 

Meng Jinghai and the others didn’t know what to say to that. They were dumbstruck; Su Yi’s response wasn’t at all what they expected.

But the more they thought about it, the more domineering and tyrannical his superficially understated, casual words seemed!

It was as if he were saying, “All of your lives put together are worth less than a single Molten Gold Lion!”

Shuo Meng and the other yao cultivators were stunned too. Since when were young Gathering Stars cultivators this arrogant?

It was so unreasonable that they almost dared not believe their ears.

Suddenly, an infuriated roar shattered the clouds in all directions.

The Molten Gold Lion pulling the chariot stared at Su Yi. Its enormous eyes bulged, and it surged with murderous intent.

The monstrous yao qi emanating from it made Meng Jinghai and the others break out in cold sweats.

For the first time, they realized that the beast pulling the carriage had terrifying Spiritual Incarnation Realm cultivation!

However, when Su Yi saw this, he laughed and pointed at the beast. “You dare roar at me? I’ll have to make you kneel and beg for mercy, you dirty little beast.”

“Impudent!” said a fair-skinned, red-robed young man. He was a member of the military procession. 

He gazed down at Su Yi from on high and said coldly, “Don’t you think you’ve made enough of a scene, you little punk? Do you really think we’re too afraid to kill anyone?”

Every word was forceful, decisive, and brimming with killing intent. 

The red-robed young man was a Spiritual Manifestation Realm yao cultivator, and his aura was vicious and forceful.

“Meng Jinghai, go kill that wicked creature,” Su Yi said calmly.

Meng Jinghai had maintained his bow all this time. When he heard this, he stiffened.

Then, the leader of the Wrath of Heaven Sect took a deep breath and said, “Got it!”

Earlier, he was the first to request that Su Yi took care of this.

Now that Su Yi had given him orders, he naturally couldn’t disobey.

Whoosh!

He shot through the skies, his sleeves billowing around him. A glittering silver spear appeared in his hands, and the characteristic aura of the Spiritual Incarnation Realm circulated through him.

“Bastards! Are all of you planning to throw your lives away?” Shuo Meng shouted, and his expression darkened.

“You’re the ones seeking death!” Meng Jinghai said expressionlessly. As he spoke, he stepped into the air and thrust his spear at the red-robed young man from a distance.

Boom!

The spear struck like lightning, stirring up dazzling silver Dao Light. It pierced through the air with shocking force and momentum.

The red-robed young man’s expression changed dramatically, and he immediately tried to dodge.

He was only in the Spiritual Manifestation Realm. How could he dare contend with Spiritual Incarnation Realm experts?

“You’re seeking death!”

The curly-bearded elder attacked, quick as lightning, and punched through the air.

Clang!!

He forcefully blocked Meng Jinghai’s attack, which exploded in midair with a burst of radiant light.

“So, you repressed your cultivation base!” Meng Jinghai’s pupils constricted.

Earlier, the curly-bearded elder had obviously been in the late-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm, but when he attacked, he exploded with the power of the Spiritual Incarnation Realm!

“Are you people really going to obey that punk kid’s orders and oppose our Holy Church of the Caterpillar?” the curly-bearded elder asked coldly. His eyes shone with unearthly golden light, and his aura was terrifying.

“If you hadn’t pushed us too far and demanded that we submit, how could things have turned out this way? The fighting has already begun, so don’t waste your breath!” Meng Jinghai snorted coldly, waved his silver spear, and attacked the curly-bearded elder.

Boom!

The sky was in turmoil as a grand battle broke out. 

Everyone could tell that Meng Jinghai, the leader of the Wrath of Heaven Sect, had gone all out. He surged with murderous intent, and he didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

He was obviously trying to prove that he was indeed following Su Yi’s orders!

Waves coursed through the other experts’ hearts, and their expressions filled with uncertainty.

It was then that Su Yi said casually, “Gu Shandu, fight alongside Meng Jinghai and take down that vile feathered beast.”

The leader of the Treasureflame Spirit Sect, Gu Shandu, paused. His pupils constricted, but shortly after, he nodded and shot through the skies.

He gripped a black jade ruler shaped like a bird’s beak. There was a little-finger-sized chain at the ruler’s far end.

Hell’s Soul-Snaring Ruler!

An unfathomably powerful secret soul treasure!

The Treasureflame Spirit Sect focused on soul cultivation, and Gu Shandu was a true Spiritual Incarnation Realm soul cultivator.

As soon as he entered the fray, he joined forces with Meng Jinghai, suppressing the curly-haired elder’s furious attacks!

“When you kill him, don’t injure his wings. Uh, I mean his arms. I have use for them,” warned Su Yi.

He could tell at a glance that the curly-bearded elder’s true body was a Blue-Eyed Blood Condor. All of his cultivation base had gone into tempering his wings.

In the eyes of other cultivators, his wings were a first-rate divine material. They could be refined into wind elemental treasures or used to make medicine.

However, the way Su Yi saw it, if he got his hands on those wings, he could roast and eat them. They would undoubtedly far surpass any of this world’s delicacies.

When Meng Jinghai and Gu Shandu heard Su Yi’s warning, they couldn’t help but grimace.

Only one of their opponents had attacked, but so many experts were ready and raring to go. Furthermore, Holy Son Qing Yuan of the Holy Church of the Caterpillar was still inside the carriage; he’d yet to reveal his face.

How could they possibly manage to kill their opponent under such circumstances?

It was no exaggeration to say that although they were fighting the curly-bearded elder, most of their attention was preventing other enemies from catching them off guard.

“Bastards! I see you’re really dead-set on seeking death!” Shuo Meng’s expression darkened, and he shouted, “Mo Qing, go kill that Gathering Stars Realm punk. Everyone else, seal this place off. If anyone dares attack, kill them on the spot!”

His voice spread throughout the entire area.

The military procession instantly took action. The yao cultivators revealed the full extent of their yao qi, holding nothing back.

Then, they got in formation and sealed off Pinewave Plateau. Their momentum was terrifying and fierce. 

Shuo Meng carried his snow-white mallet and shot toward Gu Shandu in a flash.

Boom!

Shuo Meng’s mountainous frame burst with yao qi, and his cultivation base soared from the Spiritual Manifestation Realm all the way to the Spiritual Incarnation Realm.

There was no doubt about it: just like the curly-bearded elder, he’d been suppressing his cultivation base. Now that the fighting had begun in earnest, he no longer held anything back.

Meng Jinghai and Gu Shandu’s expressions were instantly solemn, and they no longer dared divide their attention.

Boom!

The air was thrown into turmoil, and divine radiance surged.

Four Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivators were locked in bitter combat, their battle dimming the very skies themselves. Even the sun and moon lost their light.

The others atop Pinewave Plateau watched, their expressions shifted erratically.

Who could miss that the Holy Church of the Caterpillar had effectively started a war?

“Little whelp, it’s time to die!”

Meanwhile, the red-robed young man, Mo Qing, charged murderously toward Su Yi. His robes billowed around him, and he threw a ruthless punch while he was still in midair.

Boom!

A millstone-sized blood-colored fist imprint condensed, brimming with imposing yao qi. As it flew through the air, the skies howled and wailed.

This was the attack of a Spiritual Manifestation Realm yao cultivator, and its power was naturally extraordinary.

Clang!

Fu Yunkong of the Spirit Firmament Sword Sect took out his natural spiritual sword and was just about to block.

Only for Su Yi to shake his head. “No need.”

He’d only just said this when he swung his sleeves.

Boom!

The blood-colored, millstone-like palm imprint burst like paper mache.

The red-robed Mo Qing’s pupils constricted, and his expression shifted dramatically.

Was such power even possible for a Gathering Stars Realm cultivator?

He’d only just thought this when a slender white hand appeared right in front of him, seemingly out of nowhere.

Shit! Mo Qing inwardly cried out, waved his palm, and tried to block.

Crunch!

He felt an agonizing pain in his right wrist. Flesh and bone shattered with a spray of blood. His entire right arm had been ripped to shreds.

A fair, white hand gripped him by the throat!

It was only then that Mo Qing saw clearly: the young man in blue he saw as a “little punk” had long since appeared right in front of him.

The young man’s gaze was calm and distant.

Mo Qing could even see his own terrified, pallid face reflected in Su Yi’s pupils.

Crunch!

He felt an intense pain in his throat; his neck had been shattered. Everything went blank, and all awareness left him. His head lolled limply to the side.

“Silverfur Rat meat isn’t tasty….” Su Yi muttered before tossing Mo Qing’s corpse to the side.

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Thud!

When it landed on the ground, Fu Yunkong, who’d been preparing to attack, couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

Had he attacked, killing a Spiritual Incarnation Realm yao cultivator like that would have taken quite a bit of time.

Yet against Su Yi, Mo Qing was as fragile as paper mache!

The other experts present couldn’t help but break out in cold sweats.

He was too strong!

Especially Song Changhe. Just watching sent a chill down his spine. He was increasingly aware of just how fortunate he was that he’d left his fight with Su Yi alive. 

This was Su Yi’s first time killing someone since arriving at the Cloud Terrace Assembly.

He’d crushed a Spiritual Manifestation Realm yao cultivator as easily as if he were an ant. Watching this, Lan Suo’s eyes widened, and she was rooted to the spot. “This…”

“Dammit! There’s something not right about that guy!”

“How could Dharma Protector Mo Qing just die like that?”

….A series of startled cries emanated from the sea of clouds.

The yao cultivators had already gotten in formation, but now, all of them were flabbergasted, astonished, and enraged.

Shuo Meng and the curly-bearded elder were locked in vicious combat with Meng Jinghai and Gu Shandu, but their expressions changed too.

There was no doubt about it; they’d mistaken their judgment!

That young Gathering Stars Realm cultivator was obviously a deeply hidden expert!

“A Gathering Stars Realm cultivator killing Spiritual Manifestation Realm experts? Since when did such a heaven-defying figure exist in the Great Qin?”

The Molten Gold Lion watched from not far away. It shook its head, its enormous eyes full of astonishment.

The Gathering Stars Realm and Spiritual Manifestation Realm were of two different Daos; they were as far apart as the mud and the clouds. It was a typically insurmountable barrier.

This had been common knowledge since the ancient era!

Yet now, in the remote, tiny little Great Qin, there existed a Gathering Stars cultivator capable of crossing Daos to slay Spiritual Manifestation Realm existence!

Although the Molten Gold Lion didn’t know it, back in the Great Xia’s Nine Tripod City, Su Yi had killed quite a few Spiritual Manifestation cultivators even as an Origin palace cultivator….

Meanwhile——

A lustrous, jade-like hand silently tugged on a corner of the ornate carriage’s curtains.

There was no doubt about it. The people inside were alarmed too!