First Immortal of the Sword

Beneath the dome of heaven.

Torrents of destructive power still ran rampant.

Ye Xiao’s eyes widened in utter astonishment. It seemed he couldn’t believe it.

The remnant of an Emperor’s power sealed within Divine Hatred had fused into his cultivation base; in that strike, his killing power was comparable to an Emperor’s!

Yet Su Yi’s slash had destroyed his!

Is…Is such power possible for a Spiritual Incarnation Cultivator? How did Su Yi do it? Ye Xiao turned his head with great difficulty, and his lips moved, as if he were about to ask a question.

However, he’d only just barely managed to catch a glimpse of Su Yi before everything went black and all awareness left him.

The leading figure of the Kunwu Mountain Ye Family’s younger generation, an all-but unrivaled existence among the Mysterious Blue Realm’s Spirit Dao cultivators, had fallen in battle!

Both halves of his corpse fell from the sky with a downpour of blood.

In the last moments before his death, unwillingness and bewilderment were written all over his handsome face.

When the Ye Family experts on Moonview Plateau saw this, they were completely dumbstruck. Their minds went completely blank.

Su Yi’s slash was just too quick! It was unbelievably fast and shockingly forceful.

One slash flew through the air, deciding life and death in an instant!

To the point that, when they saw Ye Xiao die, they almost thought they were seeing things. They couldn’t accept this.

After all, Ye Xiao had already used his strongest trump card and exhausted his cultivation base. He’d delivered an attack comparable to that of an Emperor.

Who’d have thought that, when Ye Xiao was at his mightiest and most dazzling, he’d be greeted not with victory, but with death?

A wave of indescribable dread and panic coursed through the Ye Family experts’ hearts. Their expressions changed dramatically; it was as if they were attending their parents’ funerals. Every last one of them felt as if they were on the verge of a mental breakdown. 

The power of Su Yi’s slash had thoroughly stunned even Ye Yunlan, whose heart and body trembled.

“This isn’t possible! This absolutely isn’t possible!” Someone couldn’t help but shout, unable to accept this cruel reality.

Just like that, the deathly silence broke completely.

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“The young master is dead. I’m afraid the clan won’t let us off either…” Someone said despondently, the blood draining from their face.

Ye Xiao was the most dazzling genius of the branch family, as well as the leading figure of the Kunwu Mountain Ye Family’s younger generation. The family elders had long since chosen him as a candidate to inherit the family head’s position. 

So long as he proved his Dao and became an Emperor, he could smoothly and openly wield great authority within the Ye Family.

But now that he was dead, all of that was meaningless!

The Ye Family experts dared not even imagine how furious the clan’s old-timers would be when this dreadful news made it back to the family.

“Young master!” someone cried out in grief.

“Su Yi!” someone shouted, “You deserve to die ten thousand times over! There’s absolutely no way our Kunwu Mountain Ye Family will let you off!”

Meanwhile, up in the sky, Su Yi put away Abstruse Celestial, then arrived on Moonview Plateau in a single step.

The uproar instantly came to an abrupt halt.

The Ye Family experts instinctively went on high alert. They glared at Su Yi hatefully, but more than hatred, they felt dread and panic.

Earlier, they dared disdain and mock Su Yi without reservations, but that was because Ye Xiao was here.

Now, even Ye Xiao had been killed. How could they dare to cause trouble?

The woman in the feather coat who’d been serving at Ye Xiao’s side all this time went so far as to seize Ye Yunlan by the throat and shout, “Su Yi, if you dare try anything, I’ll kill him!”

Su Yi said casually, “Go right ahead.”

“.....”

Ye Yunlan couldn’t help but grimace. He’d long since realized that Su Yi rejected his uncle of his, and that they didn’t have much of a bond.

He was surprised and delighted that Su Yi had come here to save him. Su Yi’s current expression of disregard didn’t hurt him too badly.

Although they were blood relatives, they barely knew each other.

But then, Su Yi continued, “If he dies, you won’t leave here alive, and neither will any of the Ye clansmen here. All of you will accompany him to the grave. But I’ll give you a chance now, while I’m not yet angry. Let him go, and I’ll let you leave here alive.”

The Ye Family experts hesitated.

“What if you renege on your promise after I let him go?” The woman in the feather coat frowned.

Su Yi said coolly, “In my eyes, your lives are no more important than ants’. I wouldn’t sink so low as to renege on a promise with an ant.”

He paused, then said, “Don’t waste words. Let him go, or die. I want an answer within three breaths of time.” 

It was just a few light, airy words, but they made the atmosphere tense and stifled.

The Ye Family experts looked at each other.

Finally, the woman in the feather coat took a deep breath and said, “Fine, I agree!”

As she spoke, she gnashed her teeth and flung Ye Yunlan to a far spot on Moonview Plateau.

Then, she and the other Ye Family experts immediately shot into the distance, as if they feared nothing more than Su Yi seizing this opportunity to attack them.

Su Yi shook his head.

How could Su Xuanjun possibly go back on his word?

After watching the Ye Family experts disappear from view, Su Yi fixed his gaze back on his uncle. “No matter what else I might say about him, at least Ye Xiao didn’t hurt you. He’s got some character after all.”

Ye Yunlan’s expression was complicated, and he sighed. “But now that he’s dead, there’s no way the Kunwu Mountain Ye Family will let this go.”

Su Yi thought nothing of it. “You worry too much.”

He couldn’t bring himself to be angry at Ye Yunlan. As an uncle, there was nothing to criticize; he’d never hidden his concern for his nephew.

That was enough.

“Let’s chat more later,” said Su Yi. As he spoke, he’d already started walking toward the nearby peach grove. He sat cross-legged on a boulder, facing away from Ye Yunlan.

His brow knit, but in the end, he couldn’t hold back; blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and his handsome face paled. He wiped the blood from his lips, let out a turbid breath, took out a bottle of pills, then started taking them.

Despite this, a faint, delighted grin spread across his face.

In the strike he’d used to kill Ye Xiao, he hadn’t called upon the power of the Sword of the Nine Hells. Instead, he displayed the full intent of his cultivation base.

In the end, he’d been injured, but he’d nonetheless killed Ye Xiao!

That saber was emblazoned with a portion of an Emperor’s aura. When I was in the Spiritual Manifestation Realm, I would have struggled to block it. But now, my early-stage Spiritual Incarnation Realm cultivation was enough to cut through it! 

As the reincarnation of the Swordmaster of Abstruse Force, he could tell at a glance that Ye Xiao’s saber slash was just barely comparable to the attack of an early-stage Profound Illumination Emperor.  

The Profound Illumination Realm was the first great realm of the Profound Dao.

When someone like that attacked, never mind ordinary cultivators; even the greatest Spiritual Revolution cultivators of the Wilds would surely perish.

But ultimately, Ye Xiao wasn’t really an Emperor. His slash was comparable to an early-stage Profound Illumination expert’s attack, but it wasn’t quite there yet.

Strictly speaking, it was closer in power to the talismans Emperors refined!

In the past, Su Yi would have needed the power of the Sword of the Nine Hells to break through it. Now, there was no longer any need for that!

With my current cultivation base, it would still be difficult for me to contend with a true Emperor, but within the Spirit Dao, I’m afraid I won’t be able to find worthy opponents anymore… Su Yi thought to himself.

Spiritual Incarnation was the second of the Three Realms of the Spirit Dao.

But he was already a supreme expert within the Spirit Dao!

When the day comes that I step into the Spiritual Revolution Realm, I’ll have to look for opponents within the Profound Illumination Realm. 

This thought filled Su Yi’s heart with eagerness.

In the Nine Provinces of the Wilds, the Profound Dao was like the heavens, and Emperors were like gods! 

Throughout history, practically no one beneath the Imperial level had ever crossed cultivation boundaries to kill Emperors of the Profound Dao.

To other cultivators, the Profound Dao was like a distant, insurmountable barrier. Emperors were on one side of the barrier, while all other cultivators were on the other side. 

Practically no one had ever broken this barrier before.

However, Su Yi was convinced that this barrier was indeed breakable!

It’ll be difficult to find opponents in the Spirit Dao going forward. I’ll have to make killing a Profound Illumination cultivator my next goal. 

Su Yi gradually calmed down. 

This wasn’t wild arrogance; he just pursued a different path than others. 

If he had no opponents his own level, he naturally ought to seek out worthy foes at higher levels!

….

“Su Yi isn’t chasing us.”

“The young master is dead. What should we do?” 

The Ye Family experts stopped in a mountain range hundreds of miles from Falling Petal Mountain. All of them visibly relaxed.

However, when they recalled how Ye Xiao had fallen in battle, their expressions darkened. 

“There’s no way we can keep his death a secret, and with our power, we have no hope of avenging him. It seems to me that we’d best report this to the clan and let them take care of Su Yi,”

Ye Jinzhi said bitterly. 

“Even if the family finds out, there’s no way we’ll have a chance at revenge….” said the woman in the feather coat. “Don’t forget: the young master was our strongest Spiritual Revolution cultivator, and Emperors cannot enter the Azure Continent.”

The Ye Family experts looked at each other. 

“Are we really just going to let this grudge end here?” someone said indignantly.

“Of course not!” The woman in the feather coat took a deep breath and gnashed her teeth. “The blood of the Kunwu Mountain Ye Family flows through Su Yi’s veins. That means that, so long as find the right opportunity, it won’t matter where he hides. The elders will be able to find him and get revenge!”

The crowd’s spirits soared.

Except for Ye Jinzhi, who sighed. The woman in the feather coat made it sound good, but all of that was in the future.

Besides, who knew whether they’d even get a chance to take down Su Yi?

Her words were nothing but empty self-consolation. 

 ……

Falling Petal Mountain.

When night fell, the radiant full moon hovered overhead, bathing the world in its clear, gentle light.

Su  Yi sat casually on a massive boulder beside a stream. He’d rolled up his pant legs, and his bare feet were immersed in the burbling waters. His hands held a jug of wine.

The flowing water caught the moonlight, and a night breeze blew past, bringing with it the gentle fragrance of trees and grasses. It was tranquil and quiet, like an otherworldly paradise. 

This was what Wen Xinzhao saw when she arrived.

The young woman was dressed in white, with pearly teeth, as beautiful and ethereal as a lady immortal.

She stood beside Su Yi and said, “Brother Su, I brought the map you wanted.”

As she spoke, she slipped a jade box from her sleeves and passed it to him.