First Immortal of the Sword

A single swoosh of the sleeves, that’s all. It was as if he were swatting a fly.

Yet the ornately-dressed youth’s fierce slash burst apart, inch by inch!

This sight shook everyone present.

“So, that young man is a hidden expert!” Yue Xingshan, Sun Shangliu, and the others exclaimed. Their expressions changed dramatically.

Earlier, when they used their divine senses to evaluate Su Yi, he seemed entirely unassuming and unexceptional.

Furthermore, he looked so young that they subconsciously assumed he couldn’t be particularly strong.

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Only now did they realize they’d made an error in judgment!

That kid who asked for my guidance is actually an expert? Guan Tieshan was flabbergasted.

“Oh?” Off in the distance, Chu Yunke and the others were surprised too.

The young man in ornate robes was called Han Feigong, and he was a legacy disciple of Hidden Cloud Sword Mountain.

Although he wasn’t on the Ranking of Stars like Chu Yunke, he was a monster of the ancient era in his own right, and his attainments in the late-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm were extraordinarily solid.

Yet now, his attack had been effortlessly neutralized!

Chu Yunke and the others couldn’t help but take a second look at Su Yi. They suddenly realized that this young man in blue was no ordinary person.

“Junior Apprentice Brother Han, be careful. Don’t let him turn this around. It’d be like capsizing in a gutter,” Chu Yunke said flatly.

“Got it.” The ornately-dressed Han Feigong nodded.

It was then that Ye Xun shouted, “Brother-in-Law, that guy just called you a gutter!”

“....”

Who could fail to realize that the unkempt old Daoist was dead-set on stirring up trouble? 

The corners of Su Yi’s lips twitched imperceptibly, and he said expressionlessly, “If you keep nattering on, I swear I’ll turn you into a mute.”

Ye Xun shuddered and obediently shut his mouth.

However, he still stared at Han Feigong with clear intent to provoke. He even stretched out and hooked his finger.

He looked utterly mocking and contemptuous.

There was no getting around it: Ye Xun excelled at provoking others’ ire.

A simple look and a simple gesture provoked Han Feigong so badly that his expression darkened, and his eyes surged with murderous intent.

Clang!

Humming filled the air, and a waving, golden flying sword appeared in Han Feigong’s hands.

“I’m going to kill you both!” said Han Feigong, pausing for emphasis between each word. His killing intent shook the heavens.

He no longer hid the terrifying aura of the late-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm. His clothes billowed around him, and his qi soared into the heavens.

That forceful momentum left the onlookers feeling suffocated, and their expressions shifted.

There was no doubt about it. This legacy disciple of Hidden Cloud Sword Mountain was already enraged!

However, when Su Yi saw this, he looked a bit disappointed, and he shook his head. “Someone like you won’t be able to take even a single hit. You’d best step aside and let someone stronger fight in your stead.”

Han Feigong was strong. By the standards of the modern Azure Continent, he could already rule an entire region.

However, in Su Yi’s eyes, the late-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm Han Feigong was at most comparable to the freshly broken-through Huan Shaoyou, Mo Xingzhe, Yan Jingyun, and the others. 

Su Yi could easily kill people like that even as a Gathering Stars cultivator, never mind now!

However, to everyone else present, his words sounded utterly contemptuous, with clear intent to humiliate.

Yue Xingshan and the others were unwittingly frozen to the spot.

If they described Ye Xun as “looking for trouble”, “fanning the flames”, and “eager for any spectacle, no matter how grand”, then Su Yi was simply trying to humiliate Han Feigong to the fullest extent of his ability!

“That bastard is even more outrageous than the lewd old man!” said the woman in the inky dress with obvious displeasure.

Chu Yunke and the others looked at each other. They almost wondered if they’d misheard.

Who beneath the heavens would dare insult a legacy disciple of Hidden Cloud Sword Mountain like that?

After Ye Xun’s provocations, Han Feigong’s expression was already dark and overcast. When he heard Su Yi’s words, the veins bulged on his forehead, and his aura surged around him.

Ye Xun wouldn’t let up at a time like this, so he seized the opportunity to rub salt in Han Feigong’s wounds. He clapped and sighed, “Brother-in-Law, your bearing is as magnificent as ever. Someone as unseemly as this really isn’t worthy of becoming your opponent.”

Han Feigong was instantly so angry that he burst into laughter, and he surged with murderous intent. “That so? I’m actually rather eager to see what it means to be ‘unable to take even a single hit’ and if I’m really ‘unworthy of becoming your opponent.’”

Before his infuriated voice had even finished reverberating throughout heaven and earth, Han Feigong attacked.

Boom!

Surging, boundless, misty golden light surrounded him, and his aura expanded like a volcanic eruption.

The golden flying sword hovering in front of him let out a clear, impassioned hum. It suddenly soared into the sky and slashed furiously downward.

Whoosh!    

It was like golden scissors were cutting a startling, perfectly-straight rift through the skies. 

The name “Soaring Gold” was carved on the hilt of the spiritual sword. As it slashed, it brought with it monstrous sword intent. It was like a river of molten gold descending from the heavens.

The Endless Sky Sword!

When the Hidden Cloud Sword Mountain experts saw this, their eyes lit up.

That monstrous, terrifying sword intent startled everyone else present. Without exception, their hearts quivered, and chills coursed down their spines.

The weaker onlookers felt their thighs quiver, and they almost collapsed into the dirt.

However, despite the slash’s power, Su Yi didn’t even look at it. He just flicked his fingers.

A streak of forceful sword qi shot forth.

Clang!!!

The resulting impact stunned the heavens and shook the earth.

Soaring Gold trembled violently. It was then sent flying backward, the blade’s agonized wails reverberating throughout the landscape.

Boom!

Immediately afterward, that molten gold-like sword intent burst apart not far from Su Yi, popping like an oversized soap bubble. Countless minute fragments of golden light scattered.

“This…” The crowd was stunned, and their scalps went numb.

One flick of the fingers was enough to destroy that monstrous attack?

Before the crowd could react, Su Yi’s forceful streak of sword qi continued ahead, its power undiminished. It was like an unblockable beam of light, and it pierced directly toward Han Feigong.

This is bad!

Han Feigong’s expression shifted dramatically.

He would never have guessed that his full-force attack would be blocked so easily. As a result, when Su Yi’s slash approached, it was already too late for him to dodge.

He could only block it head-on!

“Hidden Cloud Cyclone! The Deva Defender!” Han Feigong suddenly shouted.

Boom!

Golden light surged around him, and the projection of an eighteen-foot golden deva appeared. The illusion glittered, and his body looked as if it had been forged out of gold.

As soon as he appeared, he raised his arms and stood protectively in front of Han Feigong.

This was an extremely wondrous defensive secret art.

However, in the face of Su Yi’s slash, it was no different from paper mache.

Bang!

The projection’s arms burst, and the slash cleaved a hole through his chest.

The deva couldn’t block Su Yi’s attack in the slightest!

As the deva fell apart, Su Yi’s attack continued through Han Feigong’s forehead, leaving a bloody hole behind.

Shock was written all over Han Feigong’s face. It seemed he couldn’t believe what was happening. His lips quivered, and he opened his mouth as if to speak.

However, before he could manage even a single syllable, his body thudded to the ground.

Su Yi’s attack had been too forceful and tyrannical. As it passed through Han Feigong’s skull, it shattered his life force, destroying even his soul.

Even if there’d been an immortal or a god present, they couldn’t have saved him.

The entire area fell deathly silent.

A wordless tidal wave of shock washed over the crowd, sweeping through their hearts.

With a flick of his fingers, he broke the Endless Sky Sword, shattered the sword intent filling the skies, destroyed the golden deva, and ended Han Feigong’s life!

A Spiritual Manifestation Realm monster of the ancient era, a genius disciple of one of the seven top ancient factions, had died, just like that!

This was unquestionably far too astonishing.

Yue Xingshan, the middle-aged man in dragon-embroidered robes, Sun Shangliu, and the others were so startled that their legs and stomachs quivered. Their eyes went blank, and they fell into a daze.

They couldn’t help but recall their earlier attempts to seize that divine artifact fragment. Had they really attacked, the consequences… They feared they wouldn’t have wound up any better off than Han Feigong!

“He… he… he….” Guan Tieshan’s eyes widened, and his courage gave out.

Chu Yunke and the others were dazed, as still as wooden statues. It seemed they dared not believe what they were seeing.

“To think that kid was foolish enough to want to learn what it meant to be unable to take a single hit, and what it meant to be unworthy of being my brother-in-law’s opponent. Alas, he’s already dead,” Ye Xun sighed wistfully. “Why didn’t he listen to our warning?”

There was no hiding the sadistic glee in his voice.

But then, he seemed to realize something, and he said hurriedly, “Brother-in-Law, I’m just speaking from the heart. You can’t turn me into a mute over this!”

Su Yi directly ignored him. Ye Xun, that punk, is the type to remember the joys of misbehavior while conveniently forgetting the consequences. There’s no fixing him.

“What a ruthless young man!” The white-haired elder beside Chu Yunke shouted, and his face was ashen. “Who exactly are you? How dare you kill disciples of our Hidden Cloud Sword Mountain?”

By now, who could possibly have failed to realize that this seemingly unassuming young man in blue was really an extraordinarily terrifying expert?

“Blasted geezer, how can you say that? Don’t you have any shame? Don’t tell me we’re just supposed to let you do as you please without fighting back because you’re from Hidden Cloud Sword Mountain?” Ye Xun laughed coldly. “Even if your founder, the Seven Absolutes Sword Emperor, were here, he wouldn’t say anything so blatantly absurd!”

“You…” The white-haired elder’s face filled with murderousness.

“Martial Uncle Wang, allow me,” said Chu Yunke. He stared at Su Yi, his face handsome but cold. “We were in the wrong earlier; we shouldn’t have provoked you. However, you went and killed Junior Apprentice Brother Han over a mere verbal disagreement. Don’t you think that’s excessive?”

“Excessive?” Ye Xun opened his mouth and spat. “Earlier, that little bitch said, ‘It’d be one thing if Senior Apprentice Brother Han stayed out of it, but as soon as he gets involved, someone’s bound to die.’ If he’s dead, he deserved it. How can you call that excessive?”

The woman in the inky dress had an unsightly look on her face. Those were indeed her exact words.

Su Yi, however, looked at Ye Xun in displeasure. “Is that really necessary? Why waste words with trivial figures like them?”

Ye Xun was instantly sheepish. “Agh, I’m just righteously indignant, that’s all. Don’t be angry, Brother-in-Law. I won’t waste words arguing with them any longer. There’s no need; they’re just a bunch of willfully blind idiots. They’re a disgrace to their sect’s founder. Were the Seven Absolutes Sword Emperor here, he’d get rid of them himself to prevent this pack of fools from bringing any further shame upon his sect…”

The words just flowed out of him.

Su Yi couldn’t help but facepalm, and inwardly, he made up his mind. I’ve got to find an opportunity to make this incorrigible chatterbox understand the meaning of the phrase ‘Silence is golden’!

Meanwhile, Chu Yunke and the others’ expressions were incomparably unsightly.

However, against all expectations, Chu Yunke took a deep breath, as if forcing down his rage and murderous intent. Then, he said icily, “Forget it! This incident ends here!”