The woman quietly walked to Xiao Chen's side. Xiao Chen looked at the people nearby and lowered his voice. He whispered, "Sister Su, when did you come?"
This woman was Su Xiaomei. Xiao Chen thought she was in the Frigid Jade Pendant and did not expect her to be in the crowd all this time.
Su Xiaomei whispered, "I was afraid of attracting attention, so I separated from Brother Ning when I came here." At last, she sighed deeply, and her face was clouded with sorrow. She wanted to say something more, but she looked up at Xiao Ning, who was standing on the top of the mountain looking at Gu Feng. Finally, she sighed and said nothing.
Xiao Chen knew why she sighed and did not ask more questions. He looked up at the top of the mountain and saw that Xiao Ning and Gu Feng's aura was getting stronger and stronger. He could not help but be more worried. He asked, "By the way, Sister Su, did Big Brother Xiao Ning tell you what happened a thousand years ago
The more Xiao Chen thought about it, the colder he felt. "This time, at this Wind Cloud Meeting in Mount Wuyue, things are not that simple. It's not good."The crowd gradually quieted down, but there were still some people who were amazed by the fight just now and discussed it endlessly. It was afraid that only tomorrow could they see who was stronger between the East Peak Emperor and the Northern Mad Emperor when one of them came back.At the top of the mountain, the wind and snow howled, making everyone's hair messy. Ziyun'er's eyes were slightly red. She also stared at the sky where Xiao Ning and Gu Feng disappeared. She whispered, "Why are they determined to fight to the death? Why don't they solve the misunderstanding? I don't want something to happen to Big Brother Xiao Ning, nor do I want, nor do I want Senior Gu Feng to have anything happen either." At the end of her words, her voice gradually lowered.Xiao Chen took a deep breath. "Som
The woman in red landed on the snow-covered ground in the blink of an eye, giving rise to a storm of white behind her. The look in her eyes was particularly steely, tacking on another layer of coldness onto the summit. Xiao Chen was a little surprised. "Xin'er!"Before he could say more, Huangfu Xin'er was charging at Chu Lingjiao like a bolt of lightning. With red mist swirling around her, she brandished her five fingers like blades and attempted to seize the latter's life. Chu Lingjiao was alarmed at her attacker's stifling pressure. She yelled, "Jinyan!""KABOOM!" A loud explosion resounded. The aftermath blasted the snow upwards of 100 feet tall and caused the entire cliff to shudder. Mo Jinyan had promptly appeared next to Chu Lingjiao and met Huangfu Xin'er's palm with his own.His abrupt counterattack sent Huangfu Xin'er tumbling nearly eighty feet backward. Her disrupted aura caused blood to spray from her mouth. Dots of red fell on the
Xiao Chen's taut nerves relaxed the moment he heard the two familiar voices. He turned around and saw that the newcomers were indeed Yi Tong and None-flower Dust.Yi Tong landed on the ground, shrank his gourd, and hung it around his waist. None-flower Dust glanced upward with narrowed eyes, shaking his feathered fan, and said leisurely, "Your shabby gourd is just too slow.""Haha!" Yi Tong threw back his head in laughter. He walked toward Xiao Chen and cupped his fist in his palm. "Brother Xiao, I hope you have been well." Xiao Chen, who wasn't expecting them to be here as well, returned the salutation. "Brother Yi.""Koo-chee! Koo-chee, koo-chee!" The Koo-chee beast also ran up to them on its four paws. It leaped onto Yi Tong's shoulders and started pawing at his face. Yi Tong laughed out loud. "Little Koo-chee, it has only been three months since we last met and you're already three times rounder."On the other side, None-flower
The moonlight was limpid and the wind was silent. Xiao Chen's fingertips brushed against Huangfu Xin'er's cold cheek, feeling recurrent stabs of pain in his heart. He remembered how young they were when their families decided on their engagement. Back then, she hid behind the screen, refusing to come out.Right now, they were moving further and further apart. It was as if their memories were stranded on a beach; they could no longer return to the past."Xin'er…"Xiao Chen moved his lips ever so subtly, calling her name. Once upon a time, her name was a knot in his heart that he couldn't undo. She looked at him. They could see themselves reflected in each other's pupils. His gentle gaze, however, prompted a sharp pain in her heart. She swatted his hand away."You're also cursed with the Heartless Curse! Why are you saying things like that now? You still have to fight Mo Jinyan tomorrow! Go back!"Huangfu Xin'er flicked
Gusts of cold wind whistled as they swept the summit. The crowd under the arena swiftly came to a quiet, watching the two men on the arena of the Mount Wuyue peak with rapt attention. When the two men continued to face off for a long time, some people began talking. Several elderly, bearded cultivators in the distance were nodding as they discussed something.A red-robed elder evened out his beard and asked the person beside him, "They're both rare talents among the younger generation. What do you think?"The cyan-robed elder smoothened his beard and said slowly, "Xiao Chen was extraordinary before, but he has been imprisoned for a year after all. Mo Jinyan has never been defeated in his life. More importantly, his family is one of the Ancient Immortal Clans and possesses ancient cultivation methods. Just this point alone makes him far ahead of Xiao Chen."The two other elders nodded in agreement. The red-robed elder shook his head, laughing. "
With a sneer on his face, Xiao Chen performed his swordsmanship with impressive precision, attacking Mo Jinyan in the next second. He thrust his sword just once, yet produced a whirlwind of sword silhouettes whose momentum came pouring down like the rain. Every attack was quick and accurate, leaving Mo Jinyan no room to even raise his hand to block.The crowd clicked their tongue in wonder. Even the elders who looked down on Xiao Chen were watching in shock. Cultivators these days tended to pursue absolute strength, neglecting their swordsmanship until they were far inferior to cultivation sects of yesteryears. If they were to meet a similarly powerful cultivator with exquisite swordsmanship, their loss would be inevitable.Most of them also lamented about their inferiority compared to Xiao Chen after seeing his polished swordsmanship. They thought he was some boy from the boonies who only knew brute force and not swordsmanship from the cultivation sects, o
Cries of surprise rang out incessantly when the cyan-colored mythical bird spread its two-feet-wide wings and drew in a steady stream of vital force of heaven and earth. In an instant, the vital force formed a cyan-colored barrier that warded off Xiao Chen's Storm of Swords.Strong wind surged forth with such force that the weaker cultivators were sent flying. The wind also picked up the snow off the ground, causing them to swirl in the air. The cyan-colored mythical bird cried, and instantly, Xiao Chen once again felt strained. His body in the air shook. It was obvious that he was struggling to maintain his Storm of Swords spell. On the other hand, Mo Jinyan looked utterly relaxed. All he needed to control his Northern Dark Mystic Ice Sword was a weak spell.Xiao Chen was the loser in their battle of swords for one very simple reason: Xiao Chen was relying purely on mystic force to move his Unsullied Sword, while Mo Jinyan was using the Spirit of the North
The whistling of the gale continued to resonate against a backdrop of fluttering snow. Mo Jinyan was still laughing but in the next moment, he detected a surging murderous aura behind him. He slowly turned around and saw Xiao Chen, now back on his feet. He looked at the trembling Autumn Water Sword in Xiao Chen's hand, a smirk crossing his face.Quite a few spectators cried out, "Autumn Water Sword! The sword from the Thousand Feathers Sword! Ranked third on the Tome of Legendary Weapons!"Surprised cries erupted into ear-piercing sounds. The three youngsters wiped away their tears with force and shouted, "Good luck, Brother Chen!"Xiao Chen was holding the Autumn Water Sword, pointing its sharp end at the ground. A white glow was flickering indistinctly at the tip of the sword. Xiao Chen's messy hair was dancing wildly behind his head. Even though there was a bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were so sharp that they invoked fear