Chapter 10: Brutal (2) (1/2)
The news of Li Qiye and Du Yuanguang’s fight was intentionally spread by the disciples of the Nine Saint Demon Gate. Word of this quickly traveled throughout the entire sect.
Du Yuanguang possessed considerable influence and was fairly popular within the sect for reaching Provisional Palace in just five years after he was admitted. Here, he was considered a genius; at the current Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect, he would be a genius among geniuses.
Even the seniors who heard about this challenge were surprised: “Challenging Du Yuanguang?”
Some of the disciples who had never heard of Li Qiye were quite intrigued: “He is the latest disciple of Protector Hua. Even though his Golden Wolf Physique has only reached Houtian, it is still a formidable type of physique. What is the current cultivation of the prime disciple of the Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect?”
A disciple mockingly answered: “Ha, Senior Sheng worries too much! That sect is average at best and without any experts. Their prime disciple is a piece of trash with a Mortal physique, Mortal life wheel, and Mortal fate palace. He had only joined the Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect for two days, so he only had the time to practice martial techniques. Even the most elementary merit laws elude him.”
After hearing this news, the seniors who didn’t know Li Qiye before became even more perplexed. A martial artist challenging a cultivator? He must be tired of living!
“This is the same as a calf not being afraid of a tiger, how sad!” [1. Another proverb, meaning that a person is too naive to recognize danger.]
A lot of the seniors lost their interest because they believed the fight would end after a single move.
Du Yuanguang only needed one swing and everything would be finished.
This news also reached the ears of a few sectional leaders and protectors. They shook their heads while contemplating the implications.
One of the protectors spoke in an aloof and cold manner: “Maybe this is a blessing in disguise. Killing a piece of trash isn’t something to be proud of, but if the idiotic juniors of the Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect wish to challenge us, then let this be a lesson.”
This comment caused some protectors and sectional leaders to knit their eyebrows. It was still an Immortal Emperor sect, after all. Currently, it still had Emperor level cultivation methods and, more importantly, the inheritance of Immortal Emperor Min Ren. Everyone had been watching that sect like hungry tigers waiting for the right moment to strike.
Realistically, the Nine Saint Demon Gate only had to mobilize their protectors to rob the Emperor merit laws, but the current Demon King had never revealed his thoughts on this topic. This caused the upper echelons to remain silent as well. If the Demon King gave the order, someone would immediately leave and destroy the sect with zero hesitation.
While the upper echelons were still deliberating, Li Qiye was already standing on the battle stage. Quite a crowd gathered for this event. They just wanted to see what kind of torture Du Yuanguang would employ.
When Du Yuanguang stepped onto the battle stage, a disciple loudly yelled: “Senior Du, use one slash to chop off his head!”
Another chimed in: “One sword strike is too merciful for him. He dared to insult Senior Li and our sect, so you have to flay him piece by piece.”
A senior opened his mouth: “Death is the only result for insulting our sect. Junior Du, do not rush things. Slice off his hands and feet, but do not kill him. Wait for the Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect to come and apologize. Let the whole Grand Middle Territory, no, the whole Mortal Emperor World know the consequences of opposing us.”
On the battle stage, Li Qiye stared at Du Yuanguang and teased: “Can the Nine Saint Demon Gate’s disciples only use words? You lot are indeed experts at using your mouths.”
“Idiotic animal, I only need one sword strike to remove your head from your body.” Du Yuanguang lifted his chin, clearly looking down on his opponent.
Li Qiye casually responded: “If you want to fight, then fight. Stop wasting so much time!” His left hand tightly griped his blade. He lifted it horizontally and pointed the edge towards Du Yuanguang then proclaimed: “Make your move.”
“Die!” Infuriated by Li Qiye’s fearless att.i.tude, Du Yuanguang made his move. A sword strike that felt like it could destroy the surrounding s.p.a.ce lashed out; it was as fast as lightning. The sharp attack accompanied with the boundless anger of Du Yuanguang pounced for Li Qiye's heart.
Li Qiye did not take a step back. Instead, he moved forward. With each step he took, the blade in his left hand danced like a heavenly serpent and swiftly deflected Du Yuanguang's sword technique.