Chapter 137 - 90: A City-Toppling Dance
Chapter 137: Chapter 90: A City-Toppling Dance
Two Peak First Grade experts clashed, heading right for the Tower Ship. The many young nobles fled in terror.
The scene descended into chaos.
On the stage.
Lady Shui’s thin veil fell away as she collapsed to the floor, revealing a pitifully beautiful face—one nearly identical to the Cyan Sparrow in Su Chen’s memory.
"Well, look at this pretty little thing."
"GEH HEH HEH."
"She’s mine now."
Seeing Lady Shui’s stunning face, the Jianghu warrior cackled and leaped into the air, about to snatch her away.
PSH!
The next instant.
The head of this Peak First Grade expert slid from his neck.
’Could this act be any more fake?’
Su Chen turned and walked away without a second glance.
But even if it was all fake, he was still furious. And so, the First Grade expert died.
After a long while,
a series of figures flew through the air and landed.
"It was him."
"That’s right."
"I know that Sword Intent all too well. Using Cyan Sparrow’s face really did lure out the Wind Snow Sword Immortal..."
"The Wind Snow Sword Immortal is still in the Imperial City..."
"Keep luring him!"
"Only he can bear the ancestor’s soul descent! That traitor, Black Lotus, actually dared to abscond with the Treasure Pearl..."
They were clad in black robes, shrouded and secretive. All were from the Black Abyss. Their true power was impossible to discern, but since they dared to hunt the Wind Snow Sword Immortal, they were clearly not weak.
The Young Grandmaster who once participated in the Cidi—a Third Realm expert in the state of Self as Dragon—was also among them.
These figures in black might have been Innate, Sub-Innate, or even High Tier Qi Cultivation Immortals.
"Hm?"
"Wait."
"Where did the bait go?!"
"She escaped?"
"Find her! Now!"
Furious roars echoed across the Tower Ship and Painted Boats.
「Elsewhere.」
「In the Imperial City.」
Su Chen strolled leisurely toward a secluded street. He stopped, his deep, dark eyes gazing behind him as he asked,
"Yes?"
A horse-drawn carriage approached.
A pair of slender hands reached out, offering him something wrapped in a silk handkerchief.
"You’re a doctor. You should be living a quiet life, not coming to see some courtesan. Take this back. I appreciate the sentiment, but you and I are not from the same world."
"It’s good to be an ordinary person here in the Imperial City."
"Don’t get swept into this vortex. You won’t even know how you died."
Inside the handkerchief was gold, silver, and the very same century-old Treasure Medicine Su Chen had given her to settle a debt.
"You should go now."
"I have to leave, too!"
After speaking, the person inside the carriage steered it toward the Imperial Palace.
Su Chen picked up the items.
Next time,
he would still go.
"After her!"
"Don’t let her get away!"
"Dammit."
"I told you, using the Secret Technique to change her face was enough! Why did we have to alter her memories, too?"
"Don’t tell me this Earth One now actually thinks she’s the Wind Snow Sword Immortal’s Cyan Sparrow!"
A figure in a billowing black robe gave chase, treading on wind and clouds. He looked toward the distant Imperial Palace with extreme apprehension, but he didn’t dare stop his pursuit.
"Halt!"
Su Chen reached out a hand to block him.
"Get lost!"
The robed figure looked up, revealing a terrifying, ferocious Half-Demon face. He waved a hand, intending to obliterate the mortal ant who was courting death before him.
A Half-Demon.
This usually meant only one thing:
he was using a Demon Fiend technique to extend his life.
In simple terms,
this was an old monster who had broken past the hundred-year limit of a human lifespan.
His strength was indeed formidable—
a Third Realm of Grandmaster expert.
"I just need one drop of your blood."
Su Chen smiled, holding out his hand. His tone was surprisingly amicable, as if he were negotiating.
"Mortal ant!"
The robed figure sneered. His surging Qi and blood flared like a furnace, about to incinerate the mortal before him.
However,
the moment they made contact, he felt his furnace-like Qi and blood collide with a brilliant Great Sun. In an instant, it was all reduced to ash.
"No!"
"You’re an Innate?!"
The robed figure was terrified. He wanted to flee, but it was already too late.
"No."
"I am the Wind Snow Sword Immortal," Su Chen said with a smile.
"Hm?"
"Who?"
"The Wind Snow Sword Immortal?"
The robed figure’s eyes went wide, as if he had misheard. The Wind Snow Sword Immortal they were trying to lure out had been here all along.
And...
’How is he this strong!’
’Wasn’t his combat strength supposed to be Sub-Innate?!’
’How is he... an Innate Grandmaster who has knocked on the Heaven-Opening Gate and seized life from the heavens...?’
PSH!
The robed figure perished,
burned into countless specks of ash.
"Was that really necessary?"
"I only wanted a single drop of your blood."
"Let me see what tricks the Black Abyss is up to, and where they assembled such a powerful lineup."
In Su Chen’s palm, a single drop of the Demon Fiend’s turbid blood swirled.
He activated Soul Fusion Remembrance.
Scene after scene appeared before him.
...
"All you Sect Leaders and Saints of bygone eras, whom I left behind in this turbid world in preparation for the Immortal Arrival... awaken!"
"Go and bring me that vile spawn, Black Lotus! Or, find me the strongest physical body in the Current World!"
On a distant, lonely mountain, all Vitality was gone. An absolute silence reigned, broken only by the presence of tomb after tomb. On this day, the ancestor of the Black Abyss awakened their occupants.
They called themselves the Black Abyss Elder Council.
...
"Are we to dig through the passage left behind by the Demon Mountain?"
"Just do as you’re told."
"This was an agreement we made with them a long time ago."
Deep at the bottom of the Nujiang River, a lone figure stood within a dark passage.
They were performing a blood sacrifice with living creatures,
preparing for a ritual.
...
And on the distant Demon Mountain, other figures were rushing about. Willing to die, they leaped like fish into the great abyss-like chasm between heaven and earth, a gulf carved by a single sword strike.
They wanted to unleash the Demon Mountain upon the world and sow chaos!
And where would this chaos be unleashed?
The lands of Great Liang!
...
Su Chen snapped back to reality, his gaze turning in shock and suspicion toward the river outside the Imperial City.
Someone was releasing the Immortals from their Tombs!
And unleashing the Demon Monster Mountain Range!
They were trying,
to plunge the world deeper into chaos! To bring ruin upon the people of Great Liang, annihilating families for thousands of miles!