Chapter 54: Entering the Hua Mountain Sword Discussion

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: Entering the Hua Mountain Sword Discussion

"Formless and colorless Divine Silk Power!" Xiao Sheng, the ’Man Who Kills None,’ declared in a booming voice. "Li Jianzhou, you think you’ve mastered the Divine Silkworm Scripture. Today, you killed a Grandmaster of our First-Grade Hall over a simple disagreement. I, Xiao, will absolutely not rest until I capture you and bring you back to the hall for punishment."

As he exhaled and spoke, he stood several dozen feet away and flicked his fingers. An incredibly fierce Finger Force shot out, instantly arriving within a foot of Li Jianzhou’s face. Yet, from beginning to end, Li Jianzhou made no movement. He didn’t dodge or channel his internal energy to resist. He simply took the strike head-on with his body.

He remained completely unscathed. When the Finger Power struck Li Jianzhou, it was as if it hit a layer of oily film over his skin, entirely unable to break through.

"Divine Silkworm Treasure Robe!" This time, Xiao Sheng’s expression truly changed drastically.

His Acupressure Skill was unparalleled in the world. The Celestial Star Acupoint Hand was once ranked among the top three Acupressure Skills of the current age. Driven by Grandmaster Level Power, a single strike from his finger could pierce through ten armored soldiers lined up in a row from a distance. However, he prided himself on never having killed anyone in his entire life, so he only ever struck people’s acupoints. He had trained the Acupressure Skill of the Celestial Star Acupoint Hand to an extraordinarily high realm, surpassing even the person who created this Martial Art.

Yet, he actually couldn’t even break Li Jianzhou’s skin.

There was only one reason for this. That layer of film on Li Jianzhou’s body was a natural treasure robe left behind after he formed a cocoon.

It had been at least a century since anyone had achieved Great Success in the Divine Silkworm Scripture. As a result, people in the Jianghu didn’t understand it well. They didn’t know that once a cultivator reached the Grandmaster Realm, they would form a natural Divine Silkworm Treasure Robe, rendering them invulnerable to water, fire, and all weapons!

Having only executed a single finger strike, Xiao Sheng knew that he had absolutely no way of dealing with this Li Jianzhou who had broken out of his cocoon. If this were a life-and-death struggle against his opponent’s elusive Divine Silk Power...

"If you had simply refused the First-Grade Hall, that would have been the end of it. But since you dared to kill a member of the First-Grade Hall, Li Jianzhou, you are in immense trouble." Xiao Sheng left him with a cold warning. "I, Xiao, cannot deal with you, but the First-Grade Hall will not let you off easily. Farewell."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to vanish from his spot, reappearing dozens of feet away.

This lightweight skill, moving thirty paces in an instant, made even Li Jianzhou narrow his eyes slightly. The two children, who had witnessed their master’s divine might the entire time, flushed red with excitement.

"Master, is this the power of the Divine Silkworm Scripture at the Grandmaster Realm?!"

Cheng Lin was more curious. "Master, why didn’t you agree to their offer? Wouldn’t it be good for us to deal with Dao Yi Mountain together?"

Facing his disciple, Li Jianzhou’s expression was no longer cold. He said softly, "Why would I need others to intervene in my affairs?"

The two suddenly understood.

"Lin’Er," he called out.

"Yes, Master."

"Push my wheelchair. Let’s go."

"Oh, okay."

Cheng Lin obediently pushed the wheelchair from behind. The three of them walked out of the Daoist Temple.

Walking alongside them, Zhao Yunkong asked excitedly, "Master, now that your Divine Skill has achieved Great Success, are we going to fight our way back to Dao Yi Mountain?"

"No," Li Jianzhou replied.

Pushing the wheelchair, Cheng Lin asked, "Then... then where are we going?"

Sitting in the wheelchair, Li Jianzhou glanced in the direction of Dao Yi Mountain before withdrawing his gaze. "To establish a sect of our own."

When he withdrew that glance, he left behind all nostalgia and completely severed any remaining ties. Drifting for half a year had washed away all gratitude and grudges, turning a deceased master into a friend. From now on, he was utterly alone, striving only to prove himself.

The Sect Leader of the number one Major Sect in the world didn’t necessarily have to be the Sect Leader of the Dao Yi Sect.

He had shed his mortal body and exchanged his bones, breaking out of his cocoon and achieving rebirth. Everything was different now. He had completely cut ties with the past. From now on, he had no grudges or gratitude towards Dao Yi Mountain. He was purely and simply Li Jianzhou.

He was going to establish his own sect!

Under the setting sun, the master and his two disciples pushed the wheelchair, gradually walking further and further away. Although none of them had a home to return to, it could also be said that the entire world was their home.

A storm arrived suddenly, causing the waters of the Canglang River to toss and heave. Sheets of rain slanted down from the sky, making it seem as if the majestic landscape had been turned upside down. However, Dao Yi Mountain remained as immovable as a Divine Peak suppressing vicious waters. For thousands of years, it had never been swayed in the slightest by the rain.

Listening to the sound of the rain, Chen Sha’s Heart Spirit had long since crossed beyond the Southern Heavenly Gate.

This was the third Chapter of the Hong Qi Chapter. He was about to face the number one expert in the story of this Cosmic Light Fragment: Chongyang Master, Wang Chongyang.

This expert’s status in the martial arts novels of his previous life was comparable to that of Zhang Sanfeng—a Grandmaster who inherited the past and ushered in the future. In the Daoism of his previous life, Wang Chongyang was one of the Five Ancestors of the Quanzhen North Sect of the Daoist Sect. It could be said that his status was transcendent.

Hua Mountain.

In his previous life, Chen Sha had visited this place many times for tourism, and each time he was shocked by the treacherous mountain paths of Hua Mountain. Now, he found himself at the foot of Hua Mountain.

Snow filled the sky, and everything in sight was a blanket of silvery white. Looking up, it was as if a giant had spread five massive white fingers upon the earth, reaching straight into the heavens. The highest peak, the South Peak, was half-hidden in the clouds.

The chatter of many Martial Artists on the road reached his ears.

"Wang Chongyang said that whoever can overpower the heroes at the Hua Mountain Peak and claim the title of number one in the world will receive the Nine Yin Scripture, which all Martial Artists are fighting over."

"The Nine Yin Scripture is said to be the number one Martial Arts Divine Skill in the world. But if someone can overpower all the heroes, they are already the number one expert in the world. Why would they even need to practice the Nine Yin Scripture?"

"Haha, look at the path leading to the Hua Mountain Peak. It is filled with Martial Artists from our Central Plains and various nations. There are experts from as far as the Western Domain deserts, the Hanhai islands, and the Dali Dynasty in the south. They are as numerous as the clouds. Setting everything else aside, if I, Zhu Jiu, have the honor of participating in such a sword discussion in this lifetime, I would willingly die tomorrow at the Hua Mountain Peak!"

"The Hua Mountain Sword Discussion... No matter the outcome today, these four words are destined to be remembered by all Martial Artists and become an indispensable, indelible mark in martial arts history!"

Chen Sha watched the pedestrians heading up the mountain along the path. Some traveled in groups of three or five, but most were alone, carrying sabers and swords on their backs. There were also some who were carried up the mountain in sedan chairs.

As for horse carriages, a large number of them were parked at the foot of the mountain. Since ancient times, the path up Hua Mountain had been exceedingly narrow, only allowing two people to pass by turning sideways. In even narrower sections, only one person could pass at a time.

Dressed in a simple Daoist Robe, Chen Sha strolled up the mountain, blending in with the diverse crowd of Martial Artists. Aside from his handsome face that closely resembled his father’s, his age and attire were completely inconspicuous.

With his Grandmaster Level Power, climbing the mountain was naturally effortless for him. Even the Cloud Walkway, a necessary passage to the South Peak where there was only a single rope to grab onto, was nothing to him. Here, Chen Sha saw all kinds of figures displaying their unique Divine Abilities like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea. He was slightly surprised by the peculiarity of some people’s Martial Arts.

Hundreds, if not thousands, of figures had already gathered at the summit. They sat cross-legged in various places, nourishing their qi and practicing Spirit Condensation as they awaited the arrival of the Chongyang Master who had called for the Hua Mountain Sword Discussion.

When Chen Sha ascended to the very top of the South Peak, he immediately felt as if the sky was within arm’s reach. Looking around, he saw the undulating mountains, vast and boundless. Looking further into the distance, the Yellow River and the Wei River at the edge of the horizon looked like delicate threads of silk, and the vast plains resembled soft cotton. Everything was captured in a single sweeping view.

This majestic and beautiful scenery of the world slightly stirred the Realm of his Great Yellow Court Heart Method, making it seem as if he had gained some refinement.

"Although I can’t descend the mountain in the outside world, by entering the Cosmic Light Fragments, I can also experience the supreme beauty of different worlds," he thought.

Watching the clouds and mist rolling between the mountains, it was as if he had arrived at an Immortal Palace. Looking at the diverse array of Martial Artists in the snow at the summit, they all seemed to possess a bit more Immortal Qi as well. He couldn’t help but ponder further.

"What is the real reason the Southern Heavenly Gate can connect to the Cosmic Light Fragments of various worlds? Could it truly be related to Ascension? What kind of past lies hidden in the rumored fractured history of the ancient and primordial civilizations in the outside world where I reside?"

Pondering these meaningless matters, Chen Sha let his thoughts wander freely without restraint. Instead, amidst the magnificent scenery of the Hua Mountain Peak, he entered the Meditation Realm.

An unknown amount of time passed. More and more Martial Artists gathered at the Hua Mountain Peak, nearing a thousand people, and the noise suddenly grew louder.

Finally, a shout rang out from the summit. "The Chongyang Master is here!"

Awakened by the voice, Chen Sha stood in the distance and looked in a certain direction. He saw a tall, robust man in a Daoist Robe with a longsword hanging at his waist, exuding a vibrant and heroic spirit as he appeared at the mountain’s summit.

Wang Chongyang looked to be less than thirty years old, right in the absolute prime of his life. Consequently, an undisguised maturity and confidence flowed from between his brows.

This powerful aura of confidence made the highest peak of Hua Mountain seem to grow seven feet taller due to the arrival of this Quanzhen Sect Master, recreating the ultimate extreme.

Reaching the pinnacle of perfection was nothing more than this!