Chapter 229 – A Startling Strike (2/2)
The masked man shivered inside. As he looked at the Sword Calligraphy that was even slightly stronger than his own, he was stunned, but he really wanted to laugh out crazily afterwards. Never did I think that the reason why this kid spent so much money to buy the Sword Qi Calligraphy was because he possessed another fragment of it.
If regular eighth layer Qi Practitioners faced this sudden wave of sword qi, they would probably have to worry for their own lives. However, this was nothing to him. He shook the Sword Calligraphy in his hand again. Who knows how many times denser his true qi was compared to Li Qingshan’s, so he could use the Sword Calligraphy much more liberally. He did not have to worry about depleting all of his true qi from a single use.
The two waves of sword qi collided in the air, but there was no intense clash, nor did they nullify each other. Instead, they directly merged together, forming a cluster of ink-like black water that varied in shape.
Li Qingshan and the masked man both ravished with joy. This only proved that the two pieces of calligraphy shared the same origin, and that a possibility to merge them existed.
However, this only lasted for a split second. The ball of ink elongated to a certain limit before seemingly losing control over its internal pressure and blowing up again. It formed a ring of sword qi that expanded into the surroundings.
Both of them changed in expression. They did not dare to waste any time at all. Before the sword qi had even arrived, the power had already flooded the surroundings like an avalanche or a tsunami. It had definitely surpassed a supreme grade spiritual artifact in terms of power.
The masked man shot into the sky like a black arrow. It was already too late for Li Qingshan to dodge, so he knelt down on one knee, wielding a shield in his left hand and the Whale’s Ingestion of Water in his right, which condensed an extremely narrow but seven-foot-thick lump of ice even further in front of him.
The wave of sword qi arrived in a flash, expanding to several hundred meters across and destroying all of the surrounding snow and ice. The masked man looked down from above. A black, round figure stood out amidst the white ground. He could not help but gulp as he felt excited for some reason. If he could grasp this power, would there still be any Qi Practitioners that could oppose him?
With a bang, only half of the round shield in Li Qingshan’s hand remained. All of the spiritual qi had dispersed. It was completely destroyed now. As for the lump of ice even further ahead, it had been cut through the centre as easily as a piece of paper.
Li Qingshan was shocked as well. If the sword qi had not shot off in all directions and was under the slight control of the enemy, he would have been a dead man already. Even if he had daemonified, he would still be heavily injured.
Even with that being the case, he had basically destroyed a high grade and low grade spiritual artifact to barely block the sword qi. Fortunately, the weapons of the Whale’s Ingestion of Water were condensed from water and they could self-repair, or it really would have been quite the loss this time.
He raised his head and looked at the masked man in the air. Li Qingshan’s eyes were frigid. The bamboo basket on his back had already vanished.
The masked man watched the bamboo basket whistle over as he felt stunned. He had no idea what trick this was, but he did not dare to lower his guard. Separating his hands, a black strand of qi rushed out and ripped the bamboo basket to shreds.
A speck of cold light flickered like a falling star, ripping through the qi. Before the sword had even arrived, the sword intent seemed to pierce his body. The masked man was astounded as he stiffened up slightly.
Not only had he been stunned by the sword intent, but he was surprised and frightened by it too. The sword intent was clearly the same as the Sword Calligraphy’s. Was there really someone talented enough to comprehend the sword intent within the calligraphy? And, to his disbelief, the wielder was actually a child less than ten years of age.
Li Qingshan was amazed. Since when did this girl’s sword technique reach a level like this? Despite the great distance, he could sense how terrifying the sword intent was. He could not help but wonder just how he would handle it if the sword was directed towards him instead. However, he was unable to come up with a suitable answer.
Of course, he was suited for actual combat and not theory. Only in an actual life-or-death struggle would he be able to unleash all of his potential.
The great threat immediately made the masked man jerk to his senses. He wanted to dodge, but he felt like that was impossible. This was not because he had nothing to push off of. A casual spurt of true qi from an eighth layer Qi Practitioner could blast them ten meters away.
Xiao An wielded the sword with her white, tender hand as she directed the tip at the masked man. The tip was no longer straight. Instead, the edge constantly trembled.
Li Qingshan found this to be extremely familiar. He suddenly remembered how Xiao An laid on the ground in the private box and her hand constantly trembled as she drew in the air.
As it turned out, Xiao An had already patched up a portion of the sword intent from the Cursive Sword Calligraphy after obtaining the Sword Qi Calligraphy. And, when he clashed against the masked man, she had been hiding in the bamboo basket, but she could still see the outside world clearly.
With a single glance, she had managed to take in the strokes on the masked man’s copy of the Cursive Sword Calligraphy clearly. And, she even felt the sword qi that it had released up close.
To regular people, all of that had just happened in a split second. They would not have noticed anything. However, to her, a mere glance was already enough.
All geniuses needed was instantaneous comprehension. The three fragments of the Cursive Sword Calligraphy joined together in her mind, condensing into this one strike. It already possessed a sliver of the ancient sword immortal’s sword intent.
In that flash, in the face of a devastating attack, it was already too late for the flying sword to save him, and it was too late for him to pull out a talisman. The masked man extended his hand in a crazed panic, releasing all of his true qi and black qi that swirled and rushed out like a tornado.
Just like in the private box, the tip of the sword suddenly stopped trembling. All of the strokes gathered into a powerful stab.
Xiao An brushed past the masked man and both of them fell out of the sky.
Li Qingshan rushed over in a hurry and caught Xiao An. She was pouring with sweat, and her fragrance of sandalwood grew heavier and heavier. Her eyes were dim, but still clear. She was just exhausted.
The masked man did a flip and landed firmly on the ground. He pointed at Li Qingshan, and then at Xiao An. “You-” The moment he uttered a single word, blood spurted from his throat, almost reaching Li Qingshan.
He trembled a few times before collapsing.
With a great rumble, several hundred trees gradually tilted and collapsed. The thunderous sound reverberated through the valley.
At the same time, Xiao An’s hidden blade turned to dust, dispersing in the wind. The might of the strike earlier was not something a low grade spiritual artifact could withstand. It had sapped all of her energy as well.
However, the result was instantly killing an eighth layer Qi Practitioner.
Xiao An stared at Li Qingshan and raised her chin. “I meant it!”
Li Qingshan stroked her nose with his index finger1. “Alright, whatever you say!”
The flying sword fell out of the sky like a dead snake. With a gust of true qi, it fell into Li Qingshan’s hand. At the same time, he picked up the hundred treasures pouch and fragment of the Cursive Sword Calligraphy from the ground. A stream of fire flew out from the tip of Xiao An’s finger, entering the corpse and destroying all traces of it. She immediately recovered with that.
Li Qingshan said, “People are going to come very soon. We can’t stay here. Let’s go!”
He had managed to kill a powerful enemy without transforming, obtaining a spiritual artifact he could only dream of. However, for some reason, the sense of danger did not disperse. Instead, it continued to loom over him like a dark cloud, which was why he chose to leave immediately.
The two of them disappeared into the messy valley. A while later, a group of Qi Practitioners arrived and stared at the scenery in shock. They all looked at one another. Were there Foundation Establishment cultivators fighting here earlier?
Only the leading Qi Practitioner frowned slightly. He was young and his face was chiseled like jade. Surprisingly, he had already reached the ninth layer. Even though practising qi could delay ageing, it was possible to tell that he could not be too old. With his age, he could be labelled as a genius wherever he went.
He asked indifferently, “Song Ming, are you certain it was this direction?”
He wore the same uniform from the Pheasant’s Grace mountain as Song Ming. However, he had three tail feathers embroidered on his chest, one more than Song Ming. The other Qi Practitioners all gathered around him, and all of them were disciples of the Pheasant’s Grace mountain.
Song Ming stepped forward politely. “Yes, first senior brother. Quite a few people saw it with their own eyes. It can’t be wrong.”
The first senior brother asked, “Then where is he right now?” His voice was very nonchalant, but that originated from his absolute confidence in his own strength.
Song Ming hesitated. “He… must be nearby.”
Before the first senior brother could even say anything, another Qi Practitioner had already spoken, “Junior brother Song, the Herb Gathering ceremony is about to begin. Who has the time to search for someone with you? We’re avenging you right now, so use your head a little.”
Fury surfaced on Song Ming’s face, but he was afraid of losing his temper, as the person who said that to him was also a core disciple of the Pheasant’s Grace mountain, and he was at the seventh layer.
The first senior brother raised his hand, silencing everyone. “Harassing Song Ming is no different from harassing all the disciples of our Pheasant’s Grace mountain. As the first senior brother, I must stand up for you. I must settle this grievance!”