Daoist Master of Qing Xuan

Shouxuan guarded his mind and spirit closely as he bowed. He had enveloped himself in the light of the water; it was airtight and had no loophole.

“Still waters run deep, enjoy the quietness amidst the noise, the echo in the empty mountain, something that one knows all too well. To think that this child has cultivated Xuanshui True Scripture to this extent! It seems like he had put in some hard work after losing an arm to Zuo Shaoqing. I am glad that your Life-regenerating Elixir did not go to waste.” Gu Caiwei squinted her beautiful eyes as she observed Shouxuan.

Shen Lian smiled at Gu Caiwei and stared at Ruoxi. He thought, “The goodness of water is that it benefits tens of thousands of creatures, and yet it does not compete. It is gentle yet strong. Unlike the three opponents from before, seems like it would not be possible for you to invade his spirit with just a glance and make him collapse right away.”

Ruoxi stared quietly at Shouxuan and queried, “Are you not going to use any instrument?”

Shouxuan looked calm. He was too focused on operating the Xuanshui True Scripture. When operated, Xuanshui True Light would become part of him and there was no loophole. His spirit and Qi came together perfectly.

Hence, he replied, “I have Dharma, and I do not need any instrument. I am ready to learn from you, Junior Apprentice-Sister Shen.”

Ruoxi whispered, “Alright, just remember that you chose not to use any instrument. Don’t try to blame your defeat on the fact that I have used an instrument.” She spoke so casually that it almost seemed like she was not bothered by Shouxuan’s impressive technique.

Shouxuan did not reply. He thought, “Just don’t you complain to the headmaster after losing.”

After being slightly distracted, he felt a sharp gust of malicious Qi trying to pierce through his protective layer of light of the water, aiming right at his heart and lungs.

He focused his gaze and saw that Ruoxi was holding a short sword. It was less than two feet and the handle was as wide as the body. The body of the sword was pure white, and it had no pattern on it. From afar, it looked like water. The tip of the sword was pointed right at him, making him extremely uncomfortable and agitated.

Being a disciple of Qing Xuan, he was knowledgeable. A paragraph of words surfaced in his heart, “For each inch that was cast, the malice tripled, hence only half was cast, and yet the malicious Qi soared, its name was Triumphant Malice.”

This was a famed magical sword, and it was also a malicious sword. It was made by a Master Alchemist from the tin of Mount Chijin and the copper of Ruoye Stream; it was only created after having faced rain and thunder and absorbed the essence of heaven and earth.

A total of five magical swords were created back then. When they were made, the sky wept while the ghosts and deities sobbed. The sky was raining blood, and it did not stop after three days and three nights. It was only when the Master Alchemist sacrificed himself to appease the heaven and earth that the tremor stopped. In the end, the five magical swords were lost.

How unexpected it was for Shen Ruoxi to be in possession of one of them – Triumphant Malice Sword.

Gu Caiwei blinked and stared at Shen Lian, as though she was accusing him of giving her the sword.

Shen Lian shook his head and thought, the Grand Ancestor Master must have given it to her.

After all, Ruoxi had learned the Dream Heart Sutra and could be considered as the successor to the Old Daoist’s branch.

The moment Shouxuan saw Triumphant Malice Sword, he knew that even his powerful Xuanshui True Light was no match for it. He was determined and roared, “Junior Apprentice-Sister Shen, I apologize in advance for offending you.”

Even beyond the veil of light, everyone could hear the sound of the water falling. The calm protective layer of light of the water was aptly described as “still waters that ran deep”; it had exploded into a giant waterfall and water droplets were flying all over the place. The water droplets continued to explode in the air. The little splashes that were produced floated towards Ruoxi.

It was overwhelming and would definitely catch one off-guard.

Ruoxi held Triumphant Malice Sword in her hands, her black pupil was tinted with blood, and she remained calm. She lifted Triumphant Malice Sword gently and pointed it at Shouxuan. The Qi strength shot out from the tip of her sword and stopped the first water splash that got to her.

The tip of her sword vibrated and twirled the water splash around. Within moments, the air was vibrating for her.

The normal disciples could not discern the wondrous workings behind her move, because it was simply too fast for them to notice. On the other hand, the elders with an advanced level of cultivation were in awe. The vibration of the tip of her sword was caused by the momentum of the first water splash; she blocked off the second, third, and fourth water splashes with it, and had done so naturally with a graceful arc.

Ruoxi did not have to waste even the tiniest bit of her energy. She caught everything effortlessly. With a flick of her short sword, she created a sky full of water droplets that were sharp as pebbles. They had the shape of a cone and were colorful under the refraction of light. It was a beautiful sight.

Cold and harsh killing vibes were hiding beneath the beautiful water droplets.

Shouxuan had no choice but to defend himself instead of playing offense. He defended himself against the water droplets and the sword gleam of Ruoxi’s Triumphant Malice Sword that followed.

Regardless of how well he had defended himself with the light of the water when faced with the sword gleam, he was merely fighting a losing battle. Ruoxi was one with the sword; instead of having far-reaching sword aura, her Qi strength was internalized and she was almost one with the sword gleam.

Just as how she wielded the sword, the sword wielded her as well. The transformation was astounding, and Shouxuan was at a loss and did not know what to do.

Before he thought of counterattack, the sword split into two and charged at his Ancestral Cavity and Entry point at the same time.

Two sharp gust of malicious Qi invaded his body, withering his psyche immediately. His Mana was sluggish, and he collapsed immediately.

A loud clang could be heard. Ruoxi sheathed her sword.

Drunken Daoist exclaimed. Ruoxi’s move of splitting a sword into two earlier was not dependent on the strength of Triumphant Malice Sword. One of them was high and the other low, one was clear and the other murky, they were so well-coordinated that Shouxuan could not have defended himself against them. The sword technique had embodied the mysterious workings of Yin and Yang, it was unstoppable the moment it was put into motion.

He could not help but look towards Zifu Peak. Through the endless clouds and smoke, he saw a lady in purple. She was absolutely stunning and was looking here. He sighed, “The fate of Qing Xuan is dominated by the Taixu Branch aye.”

Ruoxi had collapsed her opponents in the previous three rounds with just a glance. Despite their initial shock, the disciples knew that it was merely made possible by her strange Dao technique. If she were to encounter someone capable, she might not be able to use it so easily.

However, after witnessing Ruoxi’s swordcraft earlier, the disciples knew that their assumption was wrong.

Despite that Ruoxi’s swordcraft seemed a lot gentler when compared to that of Zhao Siming, but it was freed of secular qualities, which made it better than that of Zhao Siming. Her swordcraft was akin to the swordcraft of a Celestial. It was untarnished by secular qualities.

The shiver of the tip of her sword was almost magical. It was twirling too fast for them to observe properly earlier. However, the track drawn by the tip of her sword became clearer in their heart as they tried to recall it. They could not forget about it. If they were to look into it, they would feel like it was just a dream, a dream that they could not trace.

A white cloud appeared underneath Ruoxi’s feet, and she returned to Shen Lian’s side. Shen Lian stared hard at her and said, “Hand Triumphant Malice Sword over.”

Ruoxi hesitated before she handed over the short sword.

Shen Lian held the sword hilt and felt a cold gust of malicious Qi crept up his hand. It was traveling through his orifices point and meridians as it charged at his bier. Shen Lian exterminated the malicious Qi with his thoughts.

Silently, he kept Triumphant Malice Sword in his sleeve. He wondered, “The strength of the malicious Qi within the sword was stronger than he expected. Why did the Grand Ancestor Master give it to Ruoxi?”

He looked at Ruoxi and was met with her gaze. Her gaze was clear as water and was freed of impurities. She did not seem like she was tainted by the malicious Qi.