Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms - Chapter 241

Chapter 241: Eight Barrens Immortal Subjugation Peerless Swordsmanship

Infernoblaze was split into two regions, north and south. The South Heaven Sect was located in the northern region, whereas the Beast Spirit Valley was located in the southern region.

The Moon Monastery and the Eight Trigrams Sect were in the southern region.

The Bai Clan’s port happened to be in the southern region too, so Fang Chen decided to first make a trip to the Moon Monastery before heading to the South Heaven Sect.

Shortly after he left the Bai Clan’s port, a cultivator arrived on sword flight. His appearance made the hearts of Bai Qianqian and the others skip a beat.

It was a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

Only a Foundation Establishment cultivator would emanate such a terrifying aura.

The person looked to be around forty years of age. His sideburns had turned white, and it was impossible to gauge the depth of his cultivation. A mere sweeping glance from him was enough to heap tremendous stress on those present.

“You’re the Bai Clan’s cultivators?” the person asked.

“Elder, I am the Bai Clan’s Bai Qianqian,” Bai Qianqian quickly led her people forward to greet the other party.

“Sea Dragon Sect—Master of the Blue Mountain Island, Xue Fenggui,” Xue Fenggui replied.

He is one of the Sea Dragon Sect’s Foundation Establishment cultivators!

The crowd was startled. The Sea Dragon Sect’s territory spanned a vast sea region that encompassed hundreds of islands, including a main island.

The Blue Mountain Island was one of the nine strongest islands aside from the main island. Each of these nine islands were lorded over by a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It was said that the Sea Dragon Sect was about to develop its tenth island, a sign that someone in their ranks was about to make a breakthrough to Foundation Establishment!

“I’ll get to the point. Someone killed our young sect master and three of our sect members. His boat landed here, right?” Xue Fenggui asked.

Bai Qianqian quickly pointed in a direction and said, “Elder Xue, he headed in that direction.”

“No, that’s wrong.” One of the Bai Clan’s cultivators suddenly shook his head and pointed in a completely different direction. “That was a feint. His true destination is over there.”

Then, he looked fawningly at Xue Fenggui and said, “Elder Xue, I am a gu user. I had one of my gus follow him to track his whereabouts.”

Bai Qianqian’s face darkened. The other Bai Clan’s cultivators were displeased. However, none of them dared to voice their dissatisfaction aloud in front of Xue Fenggui.

“Well done. Your ability to think ahead is commendable. What’s your name?” Xue Fenggui smiled.

“I am Bai Qixiang. My father is Bai Yue,” Bai Qixiang quickly replied.

“Bai Yue? I remember him. He once visited Blue Mountain Island in hopes of forging a partnership with our Sea Dragon Sect. I rejected him then. Have him make another trip to Blue Mountain Island after this matter is settled.” Xue Fenggui nodded before heading in the direction Bai Qixiang pointed.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Bai Qianqian didn’t say a word. The other Bai Clan’s cultivators fell silent too.

Sensing the bizarre atmosphere, Bai Qixiang explained with a strained smile, “We can’t possibly offend the Sea Dragon Sect over an unknown cultivator, right? That cultivator can leave, but our roots are here.”

“Bai Qixiang, it was on your father’s account that I allowed you to stay by my side, else your past deeds should have long gotten you excommunicated from our Bai Clan! Did you know that your wilful actions today could potentially bring a calamity upon our Bai Clan in the future? Can you be certain that that cultivator wouldn’t notice your gu?” Bai Qianqian tried her best to curb her rage as she questioned.

“Bai Qixiang, you have overstepped your boundaries!” the old man roared. “Take him down for questioning!”

Bai Qixiang was infuriated. “You dare! You also heard the Blue Mountain Island Master inviting my father to Blue Island Mountain to talk business. This could be a huge deal for our Bai Clan, and it might help us forge close connections with the Sea Dragon Sect too. You shouldn’t forget that there are other ports in the region too!

“The Huang Clan and the Liu Clan have been cornering us in recent years, causing our business to plummet. Even the merchants who have worked with us for many years stopped visiting our ports. Are you going to sit still and watch as the Bai Clan declines?!”

The Bai Clan’s cultivators exchanged hesitant looks.

Bai Qianqian narrowed his eyes. “Bai Qixiang, those are two separate matters. I’ll have the old ancestor judge your actions. I’ll have nothing to say if he thinks you haven’t done wrong.”

“Fine, let’s have the old ancestor judge this then!” Bai Qixiang sneered.

…

“Hm? There’s something amiss about little sword.” Fang Chen’s eyebrows shot up.

Around 25 kilometers away from the Bai Clan’s port was a remote mountainous area.

“Liu Mu, let’s rest here for a bit,” Fang Chen said before sitting down to examine his condition.

Liu Mu tactfully took over the role of the sentry and vigilantly scanned the surroundings.

Little sword’s aura was fluctuating severely, but Fang Chen was at a loss as to what to do. He could only quietly watch the situation. Every now and then, he would try to talk to it, but it didn’t respond at all.

“That black boat was of a much higher grade, and it was much larger than other artifacts too. Perhaps little sword might undergo a metamorphosis after devouring it,” Fang Chen murmured.

Around fifteen minutes later, little sword’s aura finally calmed down. Its length grew to over 60 centimeters, and countless daosoul imprints could be momentarily flickered on its body.

It was just an instant, but Fang Chen saw at least hundred of daosoul imprints on little sword’s body, perhaps even more.

Before he could think deeper into it, little sword appeared to have broken some kind of seal, and a peculiar sutra flowed into Fang Chen’s mind.

Fang Chen felt as if his head was going to explode. The sudden influx of information squeezed his original memories to the corner of his head. His consciousness was completely immersed in the Eight Barrens Immortal Subjugation Peerless Swordsmanship.

A lone individual stood at the center of a dim, grayish space.

In the surrounding billowing clouds stood countless immortals. These immortals emanated domineering auras that were unimaginably greater than what Fang Chen could envision.

The lone individual finally moved.

He swung his sword, and his sword intent spilled into the surroundings and swept everything in its path.

Howls of agony ensued. These immortals were reduced to dust by that single slash. With the world as the canvas and their blood as ink, a portrait of the deepest hell was presented.

The lone individual turned to look at Fang Chen before everything went dark.

Fang Chen jolted awake. His body was drenched in sweat.

Liu Mu looked at him with worried eyes. It was his first time seeing Fang Chen in such a state, as if the latter had a nightmare.

“I’m fine,” Fang Chen reassured Liu Mu before closing his eyes to reminisce about what he had seen.

As if the world had slowed down, he could clearly see the looks of utmost terror on those immortals’ faces before they were reduced to dust.

“I never thought little sword would have such a terrifying legacy, and it has now fallen into my hands…”

With a thought, little sword emerged from his body and circled around Fang Chen’s fingers.

Little sword had not only grown much longer, but its connection with Fang Chen had also deepened. This was a connection that every sword cultivator was familiar with.

Sword cultivator—the sword came before the cultivation. Upon attaining the Eight Barrens Immortal Subjugation Peerless Swordsmanship, he gradually came to understand what a sword cultivator’s legacy entailed.

If a cultivator chose to walk the path of a sword cultivator, his life would become one with the sword in his hand.

If the human died, the sword would unravel. If the sword was destroyed, the human would breathe his last. Their lives were connected as one from that point onward.

From that point onward, his swordsmanship would be able to sever all forces in the world, thus the saying ‘A Sword to Unravel All Means’.

“I didn’t even get the chance to choose… Haa! At least the world is fair. While the world has given sword cultivators a fatal weakness, they are compensated with unparalleled offensive prowess…” Fang Chen said bitterly.

Through the Eight Barrens Immortal Subjugation Peerless Swordsmanship, he forged a connection with little sword that became his foundation as a sword cultivator—life sharing.