First Immortal of the Sword

As Pu Surong spoke, she led A’Leng and Ruo Huan into Azurecloud Court.

This time, she was accompanied by Pu Huai, the middle-aged man Su Yi had once defeated, as well as an elder.

The elder was thin and sickly looking, and he was dressed in gray. He carried a gourd on his back, and it was almost half his height, forcing him to hunch over.

When Su Yi saw the gourd, he couldn’t help but look thoughtful.

“Pu Surong, how dare you show your face here!?” the Xia Emperor bellowed in fury.

Pu Surong’s expression was tranquil, and she directly ignored him. Instead, she fixed her gaze on Su Yi. “Fellow Daoist Su, your combat prowess may be heaven-defying, and you might be capable of slaying this world’s Spiritual Revolution cultivators, but I’m sure you know even better than I do how they compare to others of their level.”

She paused, then added, “Besides, you only just underwent a grand battle. Even if you have strength left, you can’t necessarily stop me from leaving with my daughter.”

Her expression turned serious and determined. “So I hope you can take a step back and help mother and daughter reunite. I’ll remember this benevolence, and I guarantee I’ll give you a satisfactory reward.”

This left the Xia Emperor ashen-faced with fury.

It wasn’t just because of her blatant disregard; what really infuriated him was her attitude. She obviously wouldn’t let up until she got what she wanted!

“I won’t go back on my word,” Su Yi said coolly. “You’re welcome to try it. See if you can seize Miss Qingyuan from right under my nose.”

A’Leng couldn’t help but say, “Su Yi, how does that benefit you?”

Su Yi ignored him. He’d made himself perfectly clear, and he couldn’t be bothered to waste any more time talking.

This enraged A’Leng, whose expression darkened.

Pu Surong couldn’t help but frown too. Su Yi responded to neither threats nor persuasion. This gave her an enormous headache.

It was then that the gaunt old man carrying the giant gourd said, “My young friend, your performance today was dazzling. With your foundations and aptitude, spending the rest of your life in the Azure Continent would be like burying a pearl in mud.”

His voice was raspy and low, with every word directly reaching their hearts. “If you’re willing to establish a positive karmic bond with the Purple Moon Foxes today, I’ll be sure to bring you to the Bright Sky Realm to continue your cultivation. I guarantee that with your aptitude, you’d stand out of the crowd even in a holy land like the Nine Provinces of the Wilds!”

The Nine Provinces of the Wilds!

A holy land!

The name was foreign to Weng Jiu and the others.

However, the old blind man’s expression instantly grew strange, as if he wanted to laugh but were holding back; he didn’t want to interrupt Su Yi’s conversation.

This time, Su Yi actually seemed a bit intrigued. “Might you tell me how you got to the Azure Continent from the Bright Moon Realm?”

Pu Surong and the others’ spirits soared. It seems we’re finally getting through to him!

The gray-robed elder pondered briefly, then said, “How about this? So long as you agree to our request today, we wouldn’t mind taking you with us when we leave. When you reach the Bright Moon Realm, you’ll surely realize how far beyond the Azure Continent…”

He wanted to go on, but Su Yi interrupted him. “I asked how you got here. I didn’t ask for all that nonsense.”

The old blind man had finally found the perfect moment to interject. He said coldly, “The Bright Sky Realm is but one of the thirty-three lesser worlds surrounding the Wilds, and the Purple Moon Foxes are but one of its top factions. Friend, I urge you not to think too highly of yourself. You might be able to fool others like that, but you can’t possibly fool me, let alone His Excellency Su Yi!”

His tone was utterly disdainful.

The gray-robed elder carrying the gourd exclaimed, “Have you been to the Bright Sky Realm?”

The old blind man said expressionlessly, “Is that important? You’d best answer His Excellency Su Yi’s questions properly, then leave quietly. If you cause any unpleasantness… Hah! You’ll only be making things difficult for yourselves.”

This wasn’t the least bit polite.

Pu Surong and her companions couldn’t help but frown, but they were a bit alarmed and uncertain. They couldn’t see through the old blind man.

However, the elder in gray shook his head dismissively. “Hehe, friend, you’re nothing but a remnant soul, yet you dare threaten us like that? Don’t you think you’re pushing it?”

He’d obviously realized the old blind man’s condition!

The gray-robed elder then looked at Su Yi. “And what do you think, my young friend?”

Su Yi ignored him and looked at Pu Surong instead. “Out of consideration for Miss QIngyuan, I’ll give you three breaths of time. Take your people and leave. Otherwise, don’t blame me for throwing you out myself.”

Pu Surong’s willowy eyebrows knit together. She was obviously enraged.

“You sure don’t know how to appreciate others’ kindness!” A’Leng was decidedly displeased.

Su Yi ignored him. His lips parted, and he said softly, “One.”

The atmosphere was instantly stifled.

“Su Yi, you…” A’Leng was about to say something, but Pu Surong stopped him.

She said with staunch determination, “No matter what, I’m taking my daughter with me!”

The Xia Emperor and Weng Jiu’s expressions were increasingly unsightly.

“Two,” whispered Su Yi. He completely disregarded the changes in the others’ expressions.

“Hah! It seems this old man will have to experience our Fellow Daoist Su’s abilities for himself!” The old man in gray smiled, but it was utterly cold.

Before his words had even finished echoing through the air, the old man in gray straightened his back, and the giant, yellow-skinned gourd he was carrying suddenly hovered in midair.

An invisible, terrifying pressure spread throughout Azurecloud Court.

The Xia Emperor and the others’ expressions shifted. What a powerful aura!

The gray-robed elder was a Spiritual Revolution cultivator!

“Three.”

As the last number left his lips, Su Yi rose, soaring into the air in a flash. He then gazed down from on high and said calmly, “Come up here and fight me.”

He didn’t want their fight to destroy Azurecloud Court.

“Why not?” The gray-robed elder laughed. 

No one saw him move, but he appeared in the sky in a flash.

The giant yellow-skinned gourd hovered above his head, flowing with water-like fluctuations of the Grand Dao.

The Xia Emperor, Weng Jiu, Wen Xinzhao, and the old blind man all looked over.

“Why was this necessary?” Pu Surong sighed and shook her head.

“He perhaps thinks killing a few Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivators means he can disregard Elder Qian.” A’Leng suddenly laughed, gleeful at Su Yi’s impending misfortune.

Ruo Huan frowned. It seemed she wanted to say something, but she forced the words back down.

Elder Qian’s full name was Pu Hongqian. He was at the peak of the early-stage Spiritual Revolution Realm. He wasn’t the strongest Spiritual Revolution cultivator of the Purple Moon Foxes, but he had many years of experience.

His foundations in the Grand Dao were far beyond the Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivators Su Yi had killed earlier today. Furthermore, he’d brought with him one of the clan’s core treasures, an object of unfathomable power!

This was why they dared come for Xia Qingyuan despite knowing full well that Su Yi was dangerous to provoke.

However, Ruo Huan felt a bit uncertain. For some reason, she felt that despite having just overcome a grand battle, and despite being wiped out, Su Yi wouldn’t be so easy to deal with.

“If you please!” The gray-robed Pu Hongqian said calmly.

Su Yi didn’t waste time talking. His sleeves billowed around him as he stepped through the air and attacked barehanded.

He didn’t even use Abstruse Celestial!

This left the onlookers flabbergasted. After all, Su Yi had used his Natal Spirit Weapon earlier, when he fought the ancient factions’ Spiritual Revolution experts outside Nine Tripod City. 

Yet now, it was as if he disdained to use his treasure!

“Arrogant!” A’Leng was so angry that he laughed.

Even Pu Hongqian couldn’t help but frown. Su Yi’s flippant attitude came as an affront to his dignity. Does this brat think me inferior to this world’s Spiritual Revolution cultivators?

Boom!

Su Yi threw a punch, throwing the sky into upheaval.

It was a simple, understated movement, an unsophisticated punch. However, it was full of the profound, inscrutable power of Dao Intent.

“Hmph!” Pu Hongqian’s eyes suddenly shone with purple light as dazzling as the sun, and an ancient, obscure incantation left his lips. “Hah!”

A bright, mysterious purple moon suddenly appeared behind him. It was one hundred feet across, and as it revolved, it reflected a strange scene.

This was his Grand Dao Spirit Wheel!

At the same time, ancient Daoist incantations exploded in Su Yi’s soul.

The Moon Wheel Soul-Suppressing Incantation!

This was one of the Purple Moon Foxes ultimate legacies, an extremely strange and mysterious art that directly targeted the soul!

When used, it entrapped the soul, and it could easily deal enormous damage. When it caught an opponent off guard, it could prove fatal.

Even others of the same cultivation found it difficult to block.

Pu Surong, A’Leng, and Ruo Huan all felt reassured.

They could tell that Pu Hongqian hadn’t gotten complacent at all. He’d used the Moon Wheel Soul-Suppressing Incantation right off the bat! With his Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivation, he could deal enormous damage even against others of the same level!

However, what happened next left them flabbergasted—

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Su Yi appeared entirely unaffected. He walked through the air and arrived before Pu Hongqian.

“This…” Pu Hongqian’s eyes widened in alarm.

And here he’d planned to use a soul technique to catch his opponent off guard. Who’d have thought that it wouldn’t be at all effective? His opponent had caught him off guard instead…

Before he could give the matter any further thought, Su Yi’s simple, unsophisticated punch slammed into him.

Bang!!!

The impact was deafening.

Pu Hongqian instinctively defended himself just in the nick of time, but this gaunt frame was instantly sent flying back, like a kite with its strings cut.

Before he could stabilize himself, Su Yi charged toward him, quick as lightning. His sleeves swooshed as he threw yet another punch.

“Wondrous Flower Soul-Seizing Art!” bellowed Pu Hongqian. His eyes erupted with purple light as he used another of the clan’s core legacies without hesitation. This one bewitched the heart and mind.

He’d used this secret art to kill numerous powerful foes silently and without a trace. It had never let him down before.

However——

Bang!!!

A low impact rang out, and Pu Hongqian was sent flying once more.

Blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his hair was disheveled. That terrifying fist force had created cracks all over his skin, which gushed blood. Throughout his body, his bones and tendons creaked, unable to bear the pressure.

“This isn’t possible! You aren’t an Emperor. How could you possibly be immune to the Wondrous Flower Soul-Seizing Art?”

Pu Hongqian’s furious, disbelieving voice reverberated throughout the sky.

The onlookers were already dumbstruck.

The battle had only just begun, but it seemed Pu Hongqian was too weak to take even a single blow…