This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 419: Chapter 44: Divine Sword and Demonic Sword (Additional update 6/10 for Alliance Leader “FengchenCc”)_2

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A sea of blood stretched as far as the eye could see, countless corpses floating upon it, with terrifying birds croaking ominously above.

A long bridge spanned across the Blood Sea.

He found himself on this very bridge.

The scene was chilling to the bone.

Yan Qingfeng felt an oppressive sensation, a suffocating pressure that made it hard to breathe.

He felt like a drowning man, desperately struggling for survival.

Not far in front of Yan Qingfeng, a beast with the appearance of a ghastly demon suddenly emerged, baring its teeth and pouncing towards him.

Instinctively, he executed the move he had practiced countless times, the “Wild Geese Landing on the Sand.”

His sword pierced through the throat of the terrifying beast.

Blood sprayed out, drenching his body.

Then, he regained clarity, his clothes soaked with sweat.

Oddly enough, Yan Qingfeng felt sticky all over.

Upon closer examination, he found his body smeared with blood.

But Yan Qingfeng discovered that his cultivation had actually reached the fifth level of Qi Refinement.

Staring at the sword in his hand, its brilliance already faded, Yan Qingfeng understood that this sword must have been behind it all. @@novelbin@@

But he also knew that this sword was likely a demonic item.

After all, he had witnessed the eerie scene of the boundless Blood Sea and the heaps of corpses with his own eyes.

After much thought.

He recalled the mockery of his seniors, the criticisms from the elders because of him, and the new rule regarding the elimination process due to ranking.

He silently picked up the sword and jumped into the pool of water to wash the blood from his body.

Several months later.

The Qingyun Sect’s grand competition began.

All disciples of the Qingyun Sect gathered together.

Including him, the shame of the sect who had only learned the technique “Wild Geese Landing on the Sand.”

In the first battle, Yan Qingfeng’s opponent was senior brother Zhang Feng, who loved to mock him the most.

A cultivation at the sixth level of Qi Refinement.

Yan Qingfeng’s sword moved swiftly, like an antelope’s horn.

Before people could react, the tip of his sword was already at Zhang Feng’s throat.

Everyone was stunned.

Yan Qingfeng needed only one sword strike, a seemingly insignificant “Wild Geese Landing on the Sand,” to defeat Zhang Feng.

In the subsequent matches, Yan Qingfeng cut his way through his opponents, one after another.

Wild Geese Landing on the Sand.

Wild Geese Landing on the Sand.

Wild Geese Landing on the Sand.

With just the move “Wild Geese Landing on the Sand,” Yan Qingfeng fought all the way to the final stage of the tournament.

In the final, Yan Qingfeng’s opponent was the senior brother of the sect.

The once-mocked Yan Qingfeng now stood tall with his sword, poised and confident, exuding boundless heroism.

His Sword Light was thrice as fast, and it carried a murderous aura.

Using “Wild Geese Landing on the Sand” again, he defeated the senior brother.

With this battle, Yan Qingfeng became famous; all mockery disappeared, replaced with endless praise.

Everyone said that Yan Qingfeng’s “Wild Geese Landing on the Sand” did not bring down geese, but the celestial Green Luan.

Yan Qingfeng did not wallow in the praises.

He knew that the sword in his hand was the source of everything, and that these praises from others were like water without a source.

Not to be indulged in.

Yan Qingfeng named the sword he had found beside the pool the Demonic Sword.

Because this sword was truly malevolent, periodically dragging him into that hellish landscape above the Blood Sea, onto that bridge.

If he could overcome the terrifying Blood Sea Evil Creatures that appeared on the bridge and free himself from the Blood Sea Hell, his cultivation would greatly advance.

At the same time, the evil creatures that appeared in the Blood Sea Hell became increasingly terrifying, and their strength ever more formidable.

The difficulty of overcoming these creatures rose likewise.

With the power of the Demonic Sword, Yan Qingfeng’s cultivation skyrocketed, and he soon became the chief disciple of the Qingyun Sect, representing the Qingyun Clan to participate in the centennial battle that determined the rankings of the thirty-six major sects.

In the ranking battle, Yan Qingfeng dominated the competition, outshining everyone with his brilliance.

He fought his way to the finals, but his opponent possessed an entire realm of higher cultivation than him, the chief disciple of the Langya Sword Pavilion.

In the end, he was defeated by the chief disciple of the Langya Sword Pavilion.

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Regaining full consciousness.

Lu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked around at the seas of people, every gaze cast in his direction tinged with a hint of awe.

Before him stood Jiang Xue of the Langya Sword Pavilion, her garments billowing, her skin as pale as snow, strikingly beautiful, akin to a fairy from the Nine Heavens.

It was hard to imagine such beauty existed in the world.

A moment later, applause thundered like tidal waves crashing.

Lu Qingshan realized.

He had become the recently defeated Yan Qingfeng, now seated in second place.

Below the stage, Elder Six, looking upon his face, was brimming with smiles.

Second place, for the Qingyun Sect, was already an unimaginable improvement, and he could not be more satisfied.

Among the thirty-six major sects, the Qingyun Sect ranked at the very end.

Other sects’ rankings often fluctuated, but only the Langya Sword Pavilion had firmly held the position of the world’s number one sect for thousands of years; they were undoubtedly the strongest sect.

It was normal to be defeated by the Langya Sword Pavilion.

“Silence,” the master of the Langya Sword Pavilion suddenly spoke out loud.

Immediately, the crowd hushed, their gazes turning towards this first amongst cultivators of the Cultivation World, waiting to hear what he had to say.

The Sword Master of Langya leaped onto the platform with a bound, his eyes intensively focused on the Demonic Sword in Lu Qingshan’s hand.

“Where did young friend Yan acquire this sword?” he asked.

Lu Qingshan’s brows furrowed slightly.

This was jumping straight into major plot developments as soon as he arrived.

“From within the sect,” Lu Qingshan replied.

The Sword Master of Langya smiled and said, “Young friend may not be aware, but this sword has an extraordinary origin.”

The words of the Sword Master of Langya immediately caused all the cultivators in the vicinity to turn their heads in curiosity.

“This sword is the Demonic Sword from Ancient Times, known as Queyao, a sword that births realms.

Within Queyao lies the Blood Sea Hell; once a Sword Master wields this sword, they will be drawn into the demonic realm within the sword and face threats from Blood Sea Evil Creatures.

If one can successfully slay the evil creatures of the Blood Sea Hell, the Sword Master’s cultivation will advance leaps and bounds.

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