Chapter 35

Feng Wanxing was still confronting the crowd.

The young girl was on the verge of tears. She bit her lower lip hard and looked at the people in front of her.

“Why must he go? Doesn’t he need to rest after breaking through? Besides, this is from seeking the Dao in the morning to conquering the world! Didn’t you see how terrifying the thunder was just now?”

(T/N: means that from little immortal<seeking the dao in the morning> breakthrough to true immortal<conquering the world>)

“Junior Sister Feng, this is an internal matter of our Kunwu Sect. Exorcising demons is our duty. Even if we don’t say anything, Senior Brother will go,” someone shouted.

“You don’t need to worry, Junior Sister Feng!”

“How can you do this!”Feng Wanxing’s face turned red.

Just as she was about to say more, an elder from Xihu Tianzhu hurried over and scolded in a low voice, “Feng Wanxing! This is Kunwu Mountain Sect. You can’t act recklessly here!”

“But they… they are clearly ruining Senior Brother’s future in cultivation!” Feng Wanxing retorted.

“Is it because Kunwu Mountain Sect has so many exceptionally talented sword bones that you can waste them like this?!”

Master Huaiwei thought to herself, How could this young one be so tactless? The matter of reinforcing demon suppression should naturally be discussed among the peak masters and elders. What business is it of Feng Wanxing?

If it weren’t for Feng Wanxing’s mother being the notoriously unreasonable and protective Elder Feng from Xihu Tianzhu, she would have taught this little girl a lesson on how to behave in other sects and factions.

Seeming to understand her thoughts, Xia Yiyao spoke coldly, “Junior Sister Feng, Senior Brother, is our Kunwu Mountain Sect’s Senior Brother. We treasure and respect him. How could there be such things as you said? Please, Junior Sister Feng, be careful with your words!”

Feng Wanxing was not very good at confronting many people; after all, Xihu Tianzhu specialized in music cultivation. Although music cultivation also has lethal rules, they do not compare to the intimidating gazes of the sword cultivators in the hall. She managed to hold on this long purely out of stubbornness and defiance.

But now that Xia Yiyao had spoken, she only needed to deal with her.

Feng Wanxing immediately felt invigorated, her voice softening slightly with a trace of trembling and a crying tone, “How could Junior Sister Xia misunderstand me like this! I… I only want what’s best for Senior Brother…”

Seeing the beautiful girl in tears, the sword cultivators, who were usually only focused on their swords, couldn’t help but soften their hearts. Xia Yiyao, although gentle and frail, already evoked their pity. Now, seeing another stunning and emotional junior sister, they couldn’t help but feel some sympathy.

Xia Yiyao thought to herself that Feng Wanxing was indeed cunning, using softness to counteract hardness. However, since she had already spoken coldly, it was not appropriate to cry now. Fortunately, a cough surged up in her chest, allowing her to cover her mouth and cough weakly a few times, her voice still stubborn, “Thank you, Junior Sister Feng, for your kindness. We—”

Before she could finish, a sword intent shot straight at her, cutting off her words with a rush of wind and snow. The second senior sister from Taiqing Peak had returned, directly riding her sword into the main hall!

Xia Yiyao’s first reaction was astonishment that someone dared to ride a sword into the main hall. Then she was suddenly stunned.

Yu Xizhi… when did she learn to ride a sword?!

It had only been six months. Had she already established her foundation?

But there had been no signs of foundation establishment from Qianya Peak!

Yu Xizhi had not intended to offend the main hall of Taiqing Peak. She was just afraid she had arrived too late. Seeing that Yu Si was still there and that the one standing before him was the little junior sister from Xihu Tianzhu, she couldn’t help but be stunned.

Master Huaiwei couldn’t scold Feng Wanxing, but Yu Xizhi happened to fall into her line of fire. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she said, “Yu Xizhi, how dare you—!”

“Brother!” Yu Xizhi, covered in snow, ran straight to Yu Si, completely ignoring Master Huaiwei.

“Has something happened to Senior Brother Shen Ye?”

Feng Wanxing’s heart was in her throat. She thought, No way, no way; even Yu Si’s own sister wants him to go? Are the sword cultivators really this relentless? Was she really wrong to stand in front of Yu Si?

But then she heard Yu Xizhi’s next words: “Brother, listen to me. You should stabilize your realm first. I’ll go to support Senior Brother. If I don’t return in three days, then you can come looking for me.”

“Absurd!” A steady male voice rang out as Han Yichun, the stern-faced peak master of Ziyuan Peak, could no longer hold back.

Shen Ye was his most prized personal disciple, and with Shen Ye’s fate uncertain, he was the most anxious.

“Shen Ye, in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, could barely manage. Even if you, with your three masters, have only been cultivating for half a year, what level have you reached to make such bold claims?”

Master Huaiyun had been drinking tea with the other sect leaders and elders in the rear hall. He had just stepped out when the Destiny Soul Bell rang at such an opportune moment, causing his brows to furrow tightly.

“Yu Si, urgency dictates our actions. Although you just reached the Golden Core stage and should be stabilizing your realm, given that even a mid-stage Foundation Establishment is struggling, it seems only you can undertake this task. Additionally, select some disciples from each peak who are also in the Foundation Establishment stage to accompany you. Remember, do not be reckless, and report back to the sect immediately if anything happens!”

With just a few words, it was decided that Yu Si would take on this mission.

Yu Xizhi, still on her sword, took a deep breath, trying to suppress her anger, but the sword’s energy was already flickering in the mist.

Master Huaiyun’s gaze was heavy. With other sects’ members still present, he naturally wouldn’t exert his pressure as he had last time. However, Yu Xizhi felt as if she were going back to the day she realized she had transmigrated into the book, arguing uselessly in the main hall.

Another sword landed at the entrance of the main hall. A young man in Kunwu sect robes sneered openly, “Urgency dictates our actions? If that’s true, is my senior brother the only Golden Core cultivator in all of Kunwu? What about all those elders and teachers who receive offerings? Have they closed themselves off to death?”

“How dare you!”

“You dare to defy the sect master!”

Several angry shouts erupted simultaneously, only to realize that the person standing at the entrance was Yi Zui.

Yu Xizhi turned abruptly to see Yi Zui rolling up his sleeves. He was accustomed to verbal sparring and arguing with many people at once. Seeing the scene, he was ready for a fight.

Being the child of the red-robed elder’s sister, Yi Zui had grown up playing on the beards of various elders and sect masters. Unlike others, who had to consider the consequences of their words, he said whatever he wanted.

“Whether or not it’s defiance isn’t for you to decide. Only if Master says I am defiant will I be considered defiant. Besides, I’m doing this for Kunwu’s sake. Think about it. After so many years, the cultivation world finally has a new Golden Core stage cultivator, and you want to send my senior brother on a mission right away? It’s hard not to let people think the worst.”

The teachers of Taiqing Peak in the hall looked awkward, thinking to themselves that although they had reached the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages, their Golden Cores were incomplete, and their Nascent Souls were missing limbs. They were only good for teaching. If they really had to fight, wouldn’t they be sending themselves to their deaths?

Not a single person stepped forward.

Yu Xizhi looked again at Huang Li, who was slightly nervous but still stood behind Yi Zui, and at Cheng Luocen, who silently had his hand on the hilt of his sword, bought with three low-grade spirit stones.

She suddenly smiled.

She was similar to that time, yet completely different.

Back then, she was alone. On earth and in heaven, only Yu Si was willing to stand in front of her.

Now, she was the one standing in front of Yu Si, and she was no longer alone.

So she spoke again in a clear voice, “Master, I am willing to go find Senior Brother Shen Ye! Please let my brother stabilize his realm and rest for three days!”

Yu Si was also struggling internally. He was naturally worried about Shen Ye’s situation, as they had always been close. Now, hearing that something had happened to Shen Ye, he wanted to go immediately. But his situation was indeed special; having just broken through, his realm was unstable, and he needed time to adapt to his new Golden Core stage.

But this adaptation should be allowed by the sect—not something Yu Xizhi should bear for him!

“Zhizhi!” Yu Si stepped forward and shook his head slightly at the girl’s determined gaze.

“The situation in the Kongti Desert is unclear right now. It’s too dangerous for you to go! Instead…”

“Is it not dangerous if you go? Why should the danger fall on you?” Yu Xizhi interrupted him swiftly and bowed again to Master Huaiyun.

“Please, Master, let me go!”

Peak Master Han Yichun of Ziyuan Peak stomped his foot in frustration.

“Every second you argue here, Shen Ye’s life remains uncertain! Since this is the case, let me go personally!”

“That’s not appropriate!”

Master Huaiyun and Master Huaiwei both said simultaneously, the latter’s face already extremely displeased from being interrupted earlier.

“Old Han, you’re a peak master now. How can you still have such a temper? Shen Ye sent a yellow distress signal, indicating he can still hold on. Besides, if peak masters and elders always go to help, how will the new generation of disciples grow?”

After a pause, Master Huaiwei continued sternly, “Yu Xizhi, it’s one thing for you to act recklessly on ordinary days, but Shen Ye’s life is at stake now. How can you still waste time here? What cultivation level do you think you have? Going there won’t save anyone; it will only cause more trouble!”

At this point, a voice interjected from the side. The red-robed elder had appeared from the rear hall, “How do you know her cultivation level if you don’t ask?”

Master Tan stepped out from behind him, speaking gently, “Indeed, a simple question will suffice.”

Yu Xizhi thought to herself, these two, the red-robed elder and Master Tan, are really setting her up at a time like this.

Unexpectedly, Peak Master Han didn’t bother asking further. He took a deep breath and placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, “Forgive me for being impatient to save someone. Shen Ye is my only personal disciple. I know it might harm Yu Si’s Golden Core, but I must be selfish this time. However, if you insist on going, then if you can take one of my strikes, I will allow you to go!”

Yu Si became more anxious, knowing that Peak Master Han’s sword strike was not something Yu Xizhi could withstand.

He stepped forward to persuade, but saw the girl shake her sword and smile proudly.

“Please.”

“Forgive me,” Han Yichun said, driven by his urgency to save lives.

He could not care about anything else and just wanted to use a single strike to teach this ignorant girl a lesson so she would not stop Yu Si from going to the rescue.

Thus, he unleashed the ultimate technique of Ziyuan Peak, the Four Sacred Sword!

The sword’s energy soared to the sky, causing gasps all around. The gust from the sword lifted the light veil covering Feng Wanxing’s face, revealing her beautiful features. She thought how wonderful this second senior sister was—probably the only one in the entire sect who sincerely cared for Yu Si. If she could become Yu Si’s Dao companion, she would surely get along well with this sister-in-law. However, sword cultivators were indeed rough, drawing their swords like this in the hall.

Many disciples in the hall were from Ziyuan Peak and immediately recognized the Four Sacred Sword’s energy, thinking that Peak Master Han was truly unrelenting, but also admirably straightforward.

Master Huaiwei also did not expect that Han Yichun would draw his sword in Kunwu’s main hall after saying so. She slightly avoided the oncoming sword energy, feeling a tinge of satisfaction and wanting to see the girl who boasted and embarrassed her finally learn her place.

Did she really think she was invincible just because she could wield a sword?

Yu Xizhi didn’t know this was the Four Sacred Sword, but the energy felt familiar to her.

When her little junior uncle had confined her in the small cave, she had seen many swords, and one of them seemed to be this kind.

The reason she thought it “seemed” was because the sword energy she had seen was much loftier, more magnificent, and sharper than the one before her.

She had been hit directly by that sword energy, coughing up several pieces of blood on the ground. But she had carefully observed the sword’s movements and energy, attempting to clash with it using the same sword energy, failing, coughing up more blood, then standing up to fight again.

Although the sword energy in front of her was not exactly the same as the one in the cave and seemed much weaker, she had fought against it before. So, she naturally flipped her wrist, raised her hand, and wielded the same sword energy!

“…The Four Sacred Sword! How can she possibly know the Four Sacred Sword?” a disciple from Ziyuan Peak exclaimed upon recognizing Yu Xizhi’s initial move.

It was already astonishing that Yu Xizhi dared to face Han Yichun’s sword energy head-on, but how could she also know the Four Sacred Sword?

Before his voice fell, the two sword energys had already collided in mid-air.