In front of the Spirit Intuition Valley sect’s main hall.
A female disciple collapsed on the ground, her face pale as she stared at the massive sword mark that stretched dozens of meters wide before her.
This sword mark started from the gate of the Spirit Intuition Valley and extended all the way to the back mountain, with a smooth cut like a mirror, so deep it was unfathomable. If one listened closely, they could hear the faint sounds of a sword singing within the mark.
“Ah, Hundred Flowers Peak, Hundred Flowers Peak is gone…”
Someone shouted in panic.
There was a high cliff named Hundred Flowers Peak in the Spirit Intuition Valley.
The elders’ hall and the sect leader’s residence were located there.
Now, Hundred Flowers Peak had been split into two, with a huge cut dividing the sky, as if cleaved by the divine axe of a mountain god.
As for the waterfall hanging over Hundred Flowers Peak, it had naturally been severed.
The wind blew through the crack, emitting mournful whistles, making the hearts of the disciples grow colder.
One sword stroke shattered the mountain, leaving a sword mark as deep as an abyss.
Who was the white figure stepping on the Milky Way?
Why did they possess such terrifying swordsmanship?
And why did they attack the Spirit Intuition Valley?
Perhaps only Yun Suxin, kneeling before Chen Huaian, and the valley master of the Spirit Intuition Valley, Yun Baiyu, knew the answers to these questions.
Yun Baiyu stood in front of Yun Suxin, kneeling on one knee, gripping Chen Huaian’s Black Scaled Sword with both hands. Bright red blood flowed down her pale wrist, staining the white cuffs into an alarming red.
“Please, Elder, spare us… cough, cough, cough…”
Before she could say a few words, Yun Baiyu coughed up blood. Her physical condition was already poor, and now taking on half the power of that sword strike for the Spirit Intuition Valley and Yun Suxin made her situation even worse.
“Mother, you…” Yun Suxin struggled to get up, but Yun Baiyu turned around, her eyes cold and severe, scolding, “Kneel down!”
Yun Suxin opened her mouth, trembled slightly, and ultimately obediently knelt back down, lowering her head. Her tightly clenched fists loosened and tightened repeatedly, her face alternating between red and pale.
Yun Baiyu turned her head and looked at Chen Huaian vaguely, not daring to meet his gaze, forcing a bitter smile: “Are you an elder from the Sword Pavilion who has long been out of sight? Regardless of the reason for your anger, as the valley master of the Spirit Intuition Valley, I am willing to take responsibility. But this child Suxin is still young, please do not hold a grudge against her.”
She silently stared at the boots of the cultivator before her, humbling herself to the extreme.
In this Cangyun Realm, strength is the ultimate truth.
Previously, she believed that as long as the Spirit Intuition Valley cultivated good relations, they could turn crises into safety, and countless cultivators would come to their aid.
But after that incident three years ago, she completely woke up.
At that time, an astonishing treasure blade was produced in the Eastern Continent Secret Realm.
To gain the recognition of that ancient spiritual weapon, countless cultivators slaughtered each other, rivers of blood flowing, killing until friend and foe could no longer be distinguished. Even her cultivation partner tried to kill her.
After that, she realized that relying on outsiders would eventually lead to the destruction of the Spirit Intuition Valley.
They could only rely on themselves.
Their own strength was the most important.
Just like now.
If she hadn’t been injured and was still at her peak strength, even if she wasn’t a match for this sword cultivator, she wouldn’t have ended up groveling and begging like this, without any courage to resist.
This person’s sword was too fierce.
So, is this the strongest killer among the sword cultivators in the Cangyun Realm?
Today, she fully experienced it.
…
Chen Huaian didn’t remain silent to appear cold.
He was also startled by his own sword strike.
He remembered that Li Qingran and Yue Qianchi came to buy spirit herbs, so he didn’t use full force when he unleashed the sword.
But fearing that the intimidation wouldn’t be enough, he used eighty percent of his power.
Even eighty percent of his power split a mountain in the Spirit Intuition Valley in half.
If this woman hadn’t arrived in time, the Spirit Intuition Valley would probably have sunk directly.
Including Yun Suxin, the disciples of the Spirit Intuition Valley, and those spirit fields and spirit herbs, they would have been crushed into powder!
【Your avatar experience time remaining 10 seconds!】
A prompt appeared in his vision.
Chen Huaian instantly snapped back to reality.
He blinked, looking at the valley master before him, whose face resembled a young girl’s but whose white hair betrayed her unknown age. He furrowed his brows and spoke solemnly: “My disciple came here to buy spirit herbs, but your daughter deliberately set up an illusionary array to make things difficult. I calculated with my fingers and felt that there was some connection between your Spirit Intuition Valley and my sword, so I drew a line in the sky and found indeed a profound connection.”
Yun Baiyu’s lips twitched.
What a strange connection, one she’d rather not have.
But she could only force a smile: “Then has the senior resolved this connection today?”
“Indeed.” Chen Huaian nodded importantly, speaking nonsense: “Connection, wonderful! Indescribably wonderful! Just like now, cutting this mountain makes me very happy. This is what we call connection.”
Seeing that the valley master didn’t respond, he gave an awkward laugh and continued:
“Hmm, I have something else to attend to, so I’ll leave first. Those two are my juniors, please help take care of them. When I have time in the future, I’ll come again to cut something with a connection.”
With that, the 10-second time was up.
Chen Huaian’s figure dissolved into specks of sword light and disappeared with the wind.
Seeing this scene, Yun Baiyu was even more shocked.
Just an avatar was already this strong; if the real body came…
When did the Sword Pavilion acquire such a powerful old monster?!
…
There was no rest.
Fortunately, today her daughter only activated the second layer of the illusionary array, not the third. If those two young girls had been hurt, this old maniac might have exploded and chopped the Spirit Intuition Valley into pieces and scattered it with a single breath.
Yun Baiyu felt her heart race, and her injuries flared up, causing dizziness.
At this moment, a pair of hands reached out from behind to support her.
Yun Suxin’s eyes were red, her lips trembling as she said, “Mother, how are you?”
“I’m fine.” Yun Baiyu weakly touched Yun Suxin’s head, her eyes filled with affection and regret, comforting her: “You don’t need to worry, it’s just a matter of resting for a while. That sword cultivator didn’t use full force, it seems they just wanted to give us a warning.”
Yun Suxin pouted.
The Spirit Intuition Valley was almost split in half, and this was considered a warning?
The people from the Sword Pavilion were too unreasonable. Robbery aside, they even destroyed the illusionary array. Now, not only did they destroy the array, but they almost demolished the sect entrance as well, and now they were the ones apologizing and speaking nicely.
“Alright, go receive those two disciples from the Sword Pavilion first.”
Yun Baiyu urgently suppressed her injuries and didn’t want her daughter to notice anything unusual, so she pretended to be cold and said, “Treat them as honored guests, and don’t lose etiquette, especially with the younger one.”
That sword cultivator had clearly said that the younger one was his disciple.
Young cultivators with powerful backgrounds should not be offended if possible.
…
“Qingran, was that your master earlier?!”
Yue Qianchi was still stunned, staring at the split Hundred Flowers Peak.
“Yes, that was the master’s avatar, but it can’t stay away from the main body for long,” Li Qingran nodded.
Her demeanor was much better.
She had already witnessed her master’s swordsmanship at the Bluecloud Sect.
Although she was also deeply impressed by that sword earlier, she was somewhat prepared mentally.
Now, she was more concerned about her master’s current state.
This time, the avatar seemed to be at the fusion stage, which consumed more energy.
Would it affect the master’s combat ability and the demonic poison inside her body?
“Powerful! Too powerful!” Yue Qianchi was awestruck, squatting down to touch the sword mark on the ground, clicking her teeth. “If the avatar is this powerful, how strong must the real body be?”
“Qingran… doesn’t your master consider finding a cultivation partner? Sister here is usually wrapped in cloth, but if I let loose… hehe, you know~ nowadays male cultivators all like someone like me.”
Upon hearing this, Li Qingran blushed and rolled her eyes, unable to help but frown and scold, “Sister, let me tell you frankly, Master likes someone slightly younger!”
“Hey, how would you know?”
“You, it’s none of your business!!!”
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