Checking in for 100,000 Years

Chapter 38: Chapter 38: If you can’t beat them, you still have ancestors

The Elder Sword Saint was intent on seizing the treasure. For a moment, sword light rained down erratically.

In the center of the square, a sea of Sword Qi had formed.

Luo Li and Jun Moxiao were like two small boats, constantly buffeted in the stormy weather.

Thankfully, their greatest strength lay in their survival skills.

Under the Elder Sword Saint’s frenzied attacks, they managed to slip away from peril every time.

Despite this, both were still injured.

Even though they were clad in Emperor Level robes, these were insufficient to block the powerful sword light.

Sometimes, the Elder Sword Saint’s King-grade Top-tier Sword would strike the duo. The sword, infused with the lethal power of a Divine Bridge Realm cultivator, would tear a hole in their Emperor Level robes.

The Elder Sword Saint, fighting more valiantly as the battle progressed, was unstoppable, like a deity incarnate.

Jun Moxiao and Luo Li were like fugitives on the run.

Exercising their Divine Dragon Nine-Change Body Technique to the utmost, they deftly evaded each dangerous situation by the skin of their teeth.

The Elder Sword Saint was putting an almost incomprehensible amount of pressure on the two.

At every moment, they were in a life-or-death crisis. A single careless mistake could prove fatal.

Seeing the Elder Sword Saint display his boundless, powerful demeanor, all the disciples of the Sword God Sect had a frenzied look in their eyes.

This was indeed the First Sword Saint of the Ancient Moon Dynasty, a great cultivator of the Divine Bridge Realm! He was so incredibly strong! His terrifying power was inconceivable!

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands clas meninas behind his back, a faint smile on his face.

His Master has started a killing spree and is running those two brats ragged. They probably won’t last much longer.

「Inside the carriage.」

Ye Yun’s expression remained calm as he quietly observed the fight.

He wasn’t surprised by this Elder Sword Saint’s strength. Someone who was matchless in the entire Ancient Moon Dynasty a hundred years ago certainly had his unique merits. Although Jun Moxiao and Luo Li had been cultivating since childhood, their foundations weren’t firmly established. They spent most of their time on the run. Despite having gone through a month of fierce battle, the two had only rapidly progressed their cultivation bases. They hadn’t faced a genuine expert yet. A true expert was someone like the Elder Sword Saint—someone invincible within his realm and capable of killing those of higher realms. If the two could withstand the Elder Sword Saint’s assault for a longer period, it would greatly aid their future cultivation. Although Jun Moxiao had already reached the Half-Step Divine Bridge Realm, breaking through to the Divine Bridge Realm wouldn’t be so easy. This battle might just be the opportunity.

Ye Yun was very patient.

Even though Jun Moxiao and Luo Li were now severely wounded and bloodied, he had no intention of intervening.

What did a few injuries matter? Back in the day, he, the foremost tyrant of the Cangnan Continent who wreaked havoc everywhere, had also encountered formidable opponents and sieges. Injuries were inevitable. But injuries could also make a person grow quickly.

Therefore, Ye Yun, with a heart of steel, held immense expectations for these two disciples from his Sect.

The future Dragon God Sect would have to be upheld by Luo Li and Jun Moxiao. He wanted to explore the world outside, to tussle with stronger opponents.

This past month, Ye Yun hadn’t fallen behind in his cultivation.

The latent power of the Ancestral Dragon Blood was still taking effect.

Currently, Ye Yun’s cultivation base had reached True God Realm Tier Seven.

The True God Realm was already very formidable, but Ye Yun’s cultivation base continued to soar like a rocket.

Reaching the next Divine Monarch Realm was only a matter of several months.

How can these two have such sturdy bodies? They’ve taken over a dozen sword strikes and are still standing!

「Above the square.」

The Elder Sword Saint initiated wave after wave of ruthless attacks.

The two remnants of the Dragon God Sect now looked like figures drenched in blood.

The Elder Sword Saint was also growing inwardly frustrated.

Enough time for an incense stick to burn has passed, and I still haven’t managed to completely take them down! Especially since, despite repeatedly using my killing moves, I still haven’t killed that young man, Jun Moxiao. I really want to kill this young man. As for the Dragon God Sect, leaving only that little girl alive will be enough. Today, I’ll leave that little girl barely alive, let her crawl down the mountain, and continue to cultivate disciples for the Dragon God Sect. Let them struggle on for a few more decades. When a new wave of disciples rises, I’ll kill Luo Li, this 298th generation Sect Master of the Dragon God Sect. I have less than a century left to complete my mission. My superiors promised that if I complete this task, I’ll be rewarded with an Emperor Level Top Grade Swordsmanship. Additionally, I’ll be supplied with cultivation resources until I reach the Destiny Realm. These conditions are too tempting, and for me, they’re also quite easy to achieve. However, because my superiors demanded secrecy, I had to go to great lengths, even using that Supreme Elder from the Outer Cloud Sword Sect as an intermediary for this task.

SWISH! SWISH!

Two more sword slashes landed, hitting Jun Moxiao on the shoulder.

Jun Moxiao staggered, nearly falling over.

Luo Li hastily rushed over to support him.

Seeing this, the Elder Sword Saint swung his sword again, sending Luo Li flying with one strike.

This sword strike was restrained.

This little girl absolutely must not die, or my mission will be a failure.

Taking advantage of this moment, Jun Moxiao executed his movement technique, fleeing in another direction.

Unable to overcome their defenses after a long battle, the Elder Sword Saint immediately became furious.

He abruptly changed his Swordsmanship.

This set of Swordsmanship was even more powerful than his previous one.

In the blink of an eye, Jun Moxiao was forced out from his illusory cover in mid-air. His body was struck several more times, and with a moment of carelessness, he fell from the sky.

”Junior Brother!” Luo Li cried out, her heart burning with anxiety as she fiercely rushed forward to rescue him.

The Elder Sword Saint unleashed another beam of sword light, striking Luo Li.

Luo Li was sent flying once again.

Is this... the new Swordsmanship Master recently comprehended? Zhao Wuji, observing the battle from the side, couldn’t help the covetous glint in his eyes upon seeing this Swordsmanship. Once this battle is over, I must find a way to learn this Swordsmanship from Master.

Jun Moxiao lay on the ground, his body bearing over a dozen sword wounds, blood dripping from them.

With a sudden flip, he tried to stand up and continue fighting.

Suddenly, his shoulder was touched lightly, and a gentle voice sounded beside his ear.

”You’ve both done very well today!”

Hearing this voice, Jun Moxiao turned his head and saw that the Founding Ancestor had somehow appeared by his side.

He coughed violently, spurting out a mouthful of blood. ”Founding Ancestor, I’ve let you down! I couldn’t defeat this old geezer!” Jun Moxiao cried, his face dejected.

”There’s no shame in losing. Besides, don’t you still have me?” Ye Yun replied with a faint smile.

He walked a few steps forward, positioning himself in front of Jun Moxiao.

Meanwhile, Luo Li climbed to her feet again. Seeing the white-robed, Immortal-like Founding Ancestor, her eyes immediately brightened.

The Founding Ancestor is going to take action himself! she thought, pleasantly surprised.

Opposite them, when the Elder Sword Saint saw the white-robed young man who had suddenly appeared beside Jun Moxiao, his pupils contracted sharply as he scanned him from head to toe.

He couldn’t determine the cultivation base of this handsome, Immortal-like youth, which left him aghast.

Could this be a peerless expert?

”Come here,” Ye Yun said, gesturing lightly towards the Elder Sword Saint.

The Elder Sword Saint was suddenly horrified to find his body moving uncontrollably, legs lifting as he floated towards Ye Yun.

What kind of cultivation realm is this?!

At this moment, the Elder Sword Saint was terrified, his soul nearly leaving his body.