Martial Cultivator

A moment later, Yu Xiyi also sensed the undisguised aura of the newly appointed Temple Master of the Infatuation Daoist Temple.

He was still about a hundred miles away.

Yu Xiyi said in surprise, “That old bastard really looks down on us this much?"

Chen Chao chuckled, “Even if he saw not just one, but two sword immortals here, I doubt this Daoist Yinli would take it to heart.”

Yu Xiyi grew displeased, grumbling under his breath, “Give me at most thirty more years, and Your Father will ascend to the Great Sword Immortal realm. When I meet him again, I'll beat him like an old dog. At that time, Your Father will make him kneel in front of me and beg for mercy.”

Chen Chao nodded in agreement, smiling. “I completely agree. But he's not going to wait thirty years for you. Before dawn breaks, the few of us will have to settle who lives and who dies.”

Yu Xiyi shot a glance at Chen Chao. “You wait first. I'll draw my sword first, you use the time to recover from your injuries.”

“No rush, let's bait him with some verbal provocation first. Then we'll take it from there.”

Chen Chao said with a grin, “Fighting's more fun when it's part mind games, part brute force.”

Yu Xiyi frowned. “So troublesome.”

The corners of Chen Chao's mouth twitched, and he could not help but curse. “You think Your Father enjoys doing this crap? He's at the end of Nepenthe, a great daoist sage, do you really not fucking know what?" "If you really think you're so amazing, then how about I sit this one out? You go and deliver seven, eight, nine, ten sword strikes on your own. Let's see if you can even scratch him.”

Whether out of spite or a genuine desire to test himself against this legendary great daoist sage, Yu Xiyi actually nodded with a smile. “Then let's give it a try. Don't be in a hurry to attack later.”

Chen Chao shot Yu Xiyi a strange look, unsure of what kind of trick Yu Xiyi was playing this time.

Yu Xiyi simply hugged his flying sword Wild Grass in his arms, letting the Hundred Year Sword hum and tremble in his embrace, while he closed his eyes and rested, as if meditating.

There was a bit of a sword immortal's air to him now.

Chen Chao popped two medicinal pills into his mouth and chewed them like they were candy.

Bare-chested, he gripped the hilt of his saber, his thumb rubbing back and forth along it.

To say he was not nervous would be a lie.

Since beginning his cultivation, he had encountered many powerhouses at the end Nepenthe. Figures like the Great Liang Emperor, the Lord Warden Commander, and even the Demon Emperor. But the first one to ever show killing intent toward him was none other than Daoist Yinli, with whom he was about to engage in a life-and-death battle.

Back at the ruins of Rongshan Sect, this old fellow had nearly killed him. But with the aid of that white-robed girl's power, Chen Chao had almost killed him too.

From that moment on, the grudge between the two had become an inextricable knot.

But if it was a knot that could not be undone, then all it took was for one of them to die.

Chen Chao took a deep breath.

Daoist Yinli was now less than ten miles from Yingchun Commandery.

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Outside Yingchun Commandery, Daoist Yinli traveled on the wind, his daoist robe fluttering behind him, embodying the appearance of an accomplished daoist master.

As he neared the city walls, he saw the massive hole on top of the city walls and sensed the lingering auras in the air. Daoist Yinli coldly uttered two words.

“Useless.”

How could he not know that the so-called Daoist Qian Ji was now dead beyond a doubt? He had invested so much effort, even going so far as to extract the flesh and blood of living people to help him reach the end of Nepenthe. Yet such a powerhouse at the end of Nepenthe had fallen, killed by a martial artist who had just stepped into the Nepenthe Realm. If that was not the definition of useless, then what was?

He landed on the city walls and looked into the city, narrowing his eyes. However, before Daoist Qian Ji's death, he had likely severely wounded Chen Chao. In that sense, he had at least died with some purpose.

Daoist Yinli extended his divine sense, intending to locate Chen Chao's exact position within the city. But just as his divine sense expanded, a sword light shot up from within the city, overwhelming the sky with sword intent. A flying sword appeared in his vision.

The monstrous sword intent wrapped around the flying sword, and the terrifying sword qi tore through the air, leaving a blinding white streak across the sky.

This sword was mighty beyond compare, far surpassing most sword immortals in the world!

Daoist Yinli narrowed his eyes. He had sensed a sword immortal within the city, but he had not expected the sword immortal's aura to be so powerful, nor their Sword Dao cultivation to be so profound.

However, after a moment of surprise, Daoist Yinli recognized the origin of the flying sword.

Wild Grass, the most recent Hundred Year Sword forged by Sword Qi Mountain.

Once he recognized the sword, the identity of its wielder became clear.

Daoist Yinli waved his sleeve, and a mysterious daoist aura spilled from the sleeve of his daoist robe, spreading like ink, sweeping forward to intercept the incoming, aggressive flying sword.

The flying sword trailed a blinding white light, charging forward without any intention of evading, cutting straight through the surrounding aura. The sword qi surged, shattering the surrounding auras and pushing back the terrifying auras around it.

Daoist Yinli furrowed his brows slightly. Upon seeing this, he realized that he had underestimated the young sword immortal he had yet to meet. This sword clearly contained much more than it appeared. Within the flow of sword qi and its intricate patterns, there was a faint glimpse of Sword Dao's true intent.

As for the so-called Great Sword Immortal Realm at the end of Nepenthe, it seemed that Yu Xiyi was not far from it.

Seeing this scene from within the city, Chen Chao widened his eyes. He had thought that he and Yu Xiyi were close in strength, perhaps even evenly matched. But seeing this now, it seemed that Yu Xiyi had secretly comprehended something and taken a significant step forward in Nepenthe.

No wonder he had such confidence.

Chen Chao was happy to see this. If Yu Xiyi could really beat Daoist Yinli and leave him in a pitiful state, it would make things much easier on his end as well.

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On top of the city walls, Daoist Yinli's sleeves fluttered as he faced the sword that had already arrived near him, yet he still appeared indifferent.

Gradually, a mist began to form in the palm of his hand. After slowly taking shape, it suddenly transformed into a sea of waves, intercepting the flying sword just before it reached the wild grass.

The city wall was enveloped in a sea-blue hue.

The green flying sword was submerged within it.

After Daoist Yinli retrieved the flying sword, he exerted a bit of force and clenched his fist. The sea of waves rapidly shrank and soon turned into a small orb of water in his palm.

With Wild Grass trapped by Daoist Yinli, Yu Xiyi appeared not far away, yet showed no concern. He merely looked at Daoist Yinli and smiled slightly.

Wild Grass was linked to his mind and was long since inseparable from him.

Even if it was trapped temporarily, it was nothing more than temporary.

Sure enough, the next moment, Daoist Yinli's expression changed slightly. He glanced at the water orb in his hand, and without any hesitation, smacked it away.

As the water orb was slapped into the air by Daoist Yinli, it exploded midair. The flying sword shot out from within and returned to Yu Xiyi's hand.

Holding the sword, Yu Xiyi did not seem at all bothered that his previous strike had failed to land. He took a deep breath and quickly delivered a second sword strike.

Once again, sword intent filled the sky. All the sword qi in his body converged at the sword's tip. The sea of clouds in the night sky was pierced by the sword qi and scattered in all directions, revealing a field of stars.

Compared to the past, Yu Xiyi's Sword Dao was no longer the same.

As this sword slashed down, countless beams of sword light converged into a single line, tearing forward as if to rend the heavens and earth apart.

Daoist Yinli narrowed his eyes and extended his palm once more. In his palm, a sun and moon were suddenly born, radiating in unison. The image of sun and moon shining together slowly rose into the air, then rapidly expanded, forming a celestial phenomenon.

Under the radiance of sun and moon, Daoist Yinli looked just like a deity.

Yu Xiyi sneered. “You really think you're some enlightened master?”

Before the words had even finished leaving his mouth, that sword had already swept in and cleaved the bright moon in half with ease. Countless rays of light scattered in an instant.

As the sword passed through, it casually split the blazing sun as well.

However, after the sword stroke, the sun and moon quickly reformed, and their radiance began to devour the remnants of the sword light.

Yu Xiyi's expression changed slightly. The situation before him had indeed taken him by surprise.

That sword strike had was nearly seventy to eighty percent of his strength.

At some point in time, Chen Chao had leaped onto a tall building, grinning as he called out, “Yu Xiyi, can you do it or not?”

Yu Xiyi turned his head and snapped, “If you're so capable, then come do it yourself!”

Chen Chao waved his hand and laughed, “If you can't handle it, just hand over that evidence you're carrying to this Daoist Yinli. If you help him destroy the proof that he killed his senior brother,maybe he'll let you off the hook!”

Daoist Yinli originally had not intended to respond, but when he heard Chen Chao's words, his expression darkened, and he said coldly, “You villain, trying to sully this sage's name with just a few glib remarks?”

Chen Chao grinned. “Did Sage forget your own deeds the moment you turned around?”

Daoist Yinli stared coldly at Chen Chao before him.

“Outside Ying Prefecture, out at sea, Sage, you sure didn't treat Wuyang as your senior brother that day!"

With that single sentence, Chen Chao laid bare the events of that day.

At these words, Daoist Yinli's expression turned somewhat ugly. He had long suspected that Chen Chao did not know the truth of that day. But now, it seemed that he was wrong.

That Great Liang Emperor truly did have contingencies in place, he had even accounted for matters such as this.

In that case, Chen Chao who was standing before him absolutely had to die.

Seeing Daoist Yinli's expression flicker, Chen Chao shot a glance at Yu Xiyi.

Yu Xiyi understood and pulled the demon bead from his robes. Injecting a strand of qi into it, the events that had transpired on the sea were revealed.

The matter of Daoist Yinli killing his own senior brother, this was the proof.

Seeing the scene play out, Daoist Yinli's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

“If the entire Infatuation Daoist Temple were to learn that Sage killed Daoist Wuyang in such a manner, then I imagine you wouldn't be able to hold on to your position as temple master for long.”

Chen Chao looked at Daoist Yinli with a grin.

Daoist Yinli asked calmly, “So this was what you used to sway Yun Jianyue?”

Chen Chao shook his head. “I didn't even show it to him. Just told him a few things that hinted you might be involved. He's pretty easy to hoodwink.”

Daoist Yinli was silent and indifferent.

Chen Chao did not speak either.

After a moment of silence, Daoist Yinli finally asked, “What do you want in exchange for that item?”

Chen Chao smiled. “Who said I was here to make a deal with Sage?”

Daoist Yinli narrowed his eyes.

Chen Chao said, “I showed it to Sage just so to tell Sage that after you die here today, your reputation will be utterly ruined.”

"Does Sage feel like you can't die no matter what now?" "With that in mind, if you still end up dying today, that would be hilarious."