Chapter 82

Chapter 82: So What If You’re My Master? I’ll Still Beat You!

Xiao Yang was misunderstood by Li Chenyu as the Sword Saint of the Sacred Martial Realm.

Li Chenyu stood guard at the entrance of the small spiritual vein, blocking everyone from entering.

However, at this moment, Daoist Tianxu, Blade God Huang Tian, Chu Lingxiao, and the Great Monk Dumi all arrived.

Yet, Li Chenyu still stood her ground in front of everyone.

“Get lost!”

With her cold and aloof demeanor, she ordered these strong practitioners to scram.

“Very well!”

Jiang Qitian strode forward, holding the Qingyang Sword.

Li Chenyu coolly stared at Jiang Qitian. Even with the Qingyang Sword in his hand, she remained unfazed and didn’t budge an inch.

“What do you want, Sect Leader Jiang?”

Seeing this, Chu Lingxiao grew nervous.

Everyone knew that Chu Lingxiao liked Li Chenyu, but she completely ignored him.

But this guy didn’t give up on chasing her.

“What’s wrong? Do you also want to experience my Qingyang Sword?”

Jiang Qitian’s voice was frigid.

“Uh…”

Chu Lingxiao was shocked and angry.

“Tsk!”

Jiang Qitian showed a hint of disdain. What Killer God of Guiyuan, what half-step Sacred Martial Realm? In front of his Qingyang Sword, wouldn’t they all have to back down?

Everyone understood that only with the Qingyang Sword in hand could Jiang Qitian boast about being invincible beneath the Martial Saint level.

Nobody dared to provoke Jiang Qitian, who wielded the Qingyang Sword.

Daoist Dumi, Daoist Tianxu, and Blade God Huang Tian all quietly retreated.

Although the Qingyang Sword Sect lacked a Sword Saint from the Sacred Martial Realm, no force in the Northern Region dared to underestimate them.

Not even the Fuyiao Sword Sect, the strongest in the Northern Region, dared to challenge them.

The reason was simple: the Qingyang Sword.

That sword had slain a Martial Saint before.

“I’m giving you one last chance: step aside!”

Jiang Qitian looked sternly at Li Chenyu.

“If it’s a fight you want, then let’s do it—what’s with all the chatter?”

Li Chenyu replied nonchalantly.

“Jiang Qitian, don’t act impulsively!”

Chu Lingxiao glared at Jiang Qitian, his eyes like lightning.

“Clang!”

In response to Chu Lingxiao, a sound like a dragon’s roar rang out from the sword.

In the next moment, everyone was blinded by a suddenly appearing sword light.

The entire earth vein was illuminated in an instant.

Even a half-step Sacred Martial Realm expert like Chu Lingxiao felt a chilling sensation, as if falling into an icy abyss.

A terrifying Sword Qi surged forth, causing their souls to tremble in fear.

Everyone was utterly terrified.

Because with this sword strike, nobody could withstand it.

At that moment, as everyone gasped in shock, the brilliant sword light suddenly vanished, and the terrifying Sword Qi dissipated into thin air as if it had never appeared.

Everyone felt a wave of dizziness.

When Chu Lingxiao and the others came to their senses, they saw Li Chenyu wobble, a trace of blood seeping from her lips, kneeling on one knee.

She actually lost.

Nobody could see how Jiang Qitian had executed his strike.

“The Qingyang Sword truly lives up to its name!”

Li Chenyu slowly rose from the ground, looking at Jiang Qitian’s already sheathed sword, her demeanor appearing even colder.

“What…”

Everyone was astounded.

Jiang Qitian had drawn and sheathed his sword, and in the blink of an eye, Li Chenyu had been defeated?

“I held back.”

Jiang Qitian said calmly.

“I know!”

Li Chenyu nodded. If Jiang Qitian hadn’t held back that strike, she would have already been dead.

The power of the Qingyang Sword was indeed terrifying.

“I told you, with the Qingyang Sword in hand, I am invincible beneath the Martial Saint level, and against a Martial Saint above, it’s a one-for-one trade!”

Jiang Qitian declared proudly.

With the Qingyang Sword in hand, who could challenge him beneath the Martial Saint level, he wondered?

But although he appeared cold and aloof, without caring for the strongest practitioners of the world, in reality, his sword-wielding hand was trembling slightly.

That last strike had drained at least a third of his Sword Dao Vital Energy.

The Qingyang Sword was a powerful weapon, but it couldn’t be used carelessly.

“What a boastful claim!”

At that moment, a robust voice echoed from the small spiritual vein behind Li Chenyu.

“The Sword Saint has emerged…”

Li Chenyu was overjoyed.

“What? The person inside is the Sword Saint?”

Everyone shuddered, realizing they were about to penetrate the Sword Saint’s training ground.

Wasn’t that asking for death?

Seeing the terror on their faces, Li Chenyu felt immense disdain.

She deliberately kept silent about who was refining weapons inside the small spiritual vein, wanting to set a trap for these guys.

Indeed, they all shrank back in fear.

Everyone fixated on the entrance of the small spiritual vein.

Suddenly, a figure enveloped in spiritual light appeared within their view.

It was a tall man wearing a golden dragon-patterned mask.

Above his head floated a mass of divine light, which was madly devouring the Earth Veins Spiritual Energy.

“This…”

Chu Lingxiao and Daoist Tianxu felt as if that divine light was going to consume the very heavens and earth, and their own vital energy was being forcibly drawn away.

They were horrified and retreated.

Was he the one consuming the Earth Veins Spiritual Energy?

The masked man was Xiao Yang.

Everyone looked at him nervously.

He altered his voice and glanced coldly at Jiang Qitian before tossing a pearl to Li Chenyu.

“Water Spirit Pearl?”

Li Chenyu caught it and her heart leaped with joy.

She had entered the earth vein searching for this very Water Spirit Pearl.

“Thank you, senior!”

Li Chenyu exclaimed excitedly.

This was a precious gem among the Five Elements Spirit Pearls.

She had searched the entire Northern Region and hadn’t found a single one.

She planned to check the Central Lands if she couldn’t find the Water Spirit Pearl this time.

Who would have thought the Sword Saint would casually toss her one?

Now her family was saved.

“Water Spirit Pearl?”

In the eyes of Blade God Huang Tian and Great Monk Dumi, a glint of greed appeared.

This Water Spirit Pearl was indeed birthed from the Water Pool’s spiritual eye.

In his past life, if he had obtained the Water Spirit Pearl, he would have immediately thought of his little disciple Jiang Ting, because she was the Water Martial Body among the Five Elements Martial Bodies.

With the aid of the Water Spirit Pearl, her cultivation would surely soar.

But now, Xiao Yang had just directly thrown the Water Spirit Pearl to Li Chenyu.

“Did you injure her?”

Xiao Yang looked at Jiang Qitian indifferently.

This hypocritical scoundrel had caused him great trouble in his past life.

Jiang Qitian had kept him hanging, making him think he would take the position of Sect Leader, giving him hope, then made him work for the Qingyang Sword Sect.

Yet in the end, Jiang Qitian abandoned him, passing the Qingyang Sword to Qin Fei.

By the time he had realized the truth, it was already too late.

Qin Fei was detestable, but this pharisaical jerk was even worse.

“And what if I did?”

Jiang Qitian raised his hand holding the Qingyang Sword, coldly retorting.

At this moment, a massive whirlpool of spiritual energy appeared above Xiao Yang’s head.

Countless Earth Veins Spiritual Energy was converging from all directions into the Taiyin Dragon Pearl.

Everyone was stunned seeing this scene.

“The Qingyang Sword?”

Xiao Yang looked at Jiang Qitian’s long sword, surprised that he had actually brought it.

He didn’t see the sword-guarding elder anywhere.

Hmm, the sword-guarding elder can’t leave the forbidden area.

Of course, the Qingyang Sword wouldn’t come to harm. Even if it were stolen, it would fly back to Qingyang Mountain.

Not even a Martial Saint could suppress this sword.

“Since you know this is the Qingyang Sword, why don’t you kneel and beg for mercy?”

Jiang Qitian shouted loudly.

“What…”

Everyone was dumbfounded. Had Jiang Qitian lost his mind?

This guy was a Sword Saint! Did he really think he could order the Sword Saint to kneel and plead for mercy?

Had Jiang Qitian completely lost it?

Did he really think that wielding the Qingyang Sword made him invincible in the world?

A Martial Saint could rival a whole sect.

And this guy was a Sword Saint!

How could he dare offend the Sword Saint? Jiang Qitian was digging his own grave.

“Haha…”

Xiao Yang laughed. The next moment, he abruptly stopped and his gaze from behind the mask locked onto Jiang Qitian: “Do you believe that in front of me, you won’t even have the opportunity to draw your sword?”

“Really?”

Jiang Qitian’s right hand shot to the sword hilt lightning-fast.

“Senior, be careful…”

Li Chenyu gasped.

In an instant, Xiao Yang appeared in front of Jiang Qitian.

“What…”

Jiang Qitian felt a weight in his hand and couldn’t draw out the Qingyang Sword in time.

As he struggled to pull out one-third of the sword, Xiao Yang kicked his hand, sending the Qingyang Sword back into its sheath.

“Smack!”

The next moment, Xiao Yang slapped Jiang Qitian fiercely on the face.

So what if you’re my master? I’ll still beat you!