Ling Tian Sword God

DRIP, DRIP! 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Blood flowed from Yu Qingxuan’s snow-white fingertips, dripping onto the ground.

Yu Qingxuan glanced at the wound on her shoulder. Even though she had reacted in advance and tried to dodge the sword, she couldn’t halt her momentum and was still injured by Ling Chen’s counterattack.

Although the sword wound wasn’t deep, its location on her shoulder was critical for a Swordsman.

The strength and accuracy of her sword swings would be affected.

SWISH!

Yu Qingxuan tore a piece of her dress and simply bandaged the wound. However, blood quickly seeped out, staining the white cloth red. She chose not to seal her acupoints to stop the bleeding because once her acupoints were sealed, she would be unable to wield her sword. If that happened, Ling Chen could easily kill her.

"I never thought the loser would be Yu Qingxuan."

The two Jianghu guests shook their heads in shock, visibly shaken.

"Yes, Yu Qingxuan was too careless. She thought that if she broke through Ling Chen’s Sword Momentum, she could beat him in one fell swoop. But she was caught off guard by his counterattack, and he turned defeat into victory," the other guest also sighed.

In fact, they all knew that Yu Qingxuan couldn’t be blamed. Who could have known that Ling Chen could still use such a superb sword technique to counterattack in that situation? By the time Yu Qingxuan realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

"Senior Sister Yu Qingxuan, you haven’t sealed your acupoints to stop the bleeding. Do you still intend to fight?"

Ling Chen noticed that Yu Qingxuan hadn’t sealed the acupoints on her arm. He could guess what she was thinking.

Moreover, even at this moment, he couldn’t detect any sign of panic on Yu Qingxuan’s face. Clearly, she was not at a desperate end yet.

"Because it’s unnecessary."

Yu Qingxuan’s answer made Ling Chen’s gaze sharpen slightly. Then, her eyes becoming as sharp as a sword, she said, "I have one last sword technique that can take your life."

Ling Chen didn’t think Yu Qingxuan was bluffing; she showed no signs of it. If she truly were bluffing, her ability to conceal it so perfectly at a time like this would be a testament to her skill—a form of strength in itself.

Moreover, Yu Qingxuan had even left her acupoints unsealed, disregarding her wound and letting it bleed freely. He suspected this was to ensure she could unleash her final move without any hindrance.

This woman was indeed not to be underestimated.

The thought had barely formed in his mind when Yu Qingxuan began to channel her True Qi. The green True Qi rushed through her body so quickly that even her hair turned dark green.

Her previously fading aura surged, becoming sharp once more.

"What? Yu Qingxuan still has another move?" one of the Jianghu guests shouted.

"Does that mean she might turn the tables again? In other words, she hasn’t lost yet!" the other one also exclaimed.

"This is too exciting! If those fools who fled knew how thrilling this duel was, they would be filled with regret for the rest of their lives!"

The two were visibly thrilled.

While they were talking, Yu Qingxuan had already finished gathering her power. Suddenly, her elegant figure shifted. With her dress swirling and long hair flying, she unleashed a sword strike at Ling Chen.

"Green Edge Sword Technique—Eternity Green!"

The Sword Light, like a green rainbow, was eternal and all-conquering.

The sword qi stretched about ten meters long. Before it even reached Ling Chen, he could feel its oppressive sharpness.

"What a powerful sword strike!" Ling Chen couldn’t help exclaiming. This strike sent a shock through him because Yu Qingxuan’s attack had perfectly manifested the essence of the Green Edge Sword Technique.

Mastering a Lower-grade Heaven Level sword technique to perfection is incredibly difficult. Yet, Yu Qingxuan had clearly mastered the Green Edge Sword Technique to such a degree. Not only that, but her strike contained something even beyond mere mastery.

That was Yu Qingxuan’s own comprehension of the Sword Way.

For a Swordsman, learning the swordsmanship of others is fundamental. However, true mastery goes beyond mere learning; it requires incorporating one’s own insights. Of course, this doesn’t mean adding just anything. Doing so haphazardly could be detrimental, like gilding the lily, and ultimately prove counterproductive.

Faced with such an astonishing sword strike, Ling Chen immediately tapped his feet to the ground, his body drifting backward in retreat. However, the distance between them closed rapidly.

While retreating at high speed, Ling Chen focused all his attention on the approaching Sword Light. The green Sword Light drew nearer, its luminescence already reflecting on Ling Chen’s face.

An icy chill instantly swept over his entire body.

Under the intense pressure, Ling Chen suddenly felt a moment of clarity.

He abruptly halted his retreat. Then, with a backhand swing of his Heavenly Mansion Sword, Ling Chen’s aura surged to its peak.

"Dragon Seeking Sword Technique—Divine Dragon’s Head!"

As his cry subsided, a massive dragon’s head faintly materialized within his Sword Light. The dragon opened its mouth wide, as if to swallow and crush everything before it.

Inspired by Yu Qingxuan’s Eternity Green, Ling Chen experienced an epiphany. The sixth style of the Dragon Seeking Sword Technique, which he had struggled to comprehend for so long, suddenly became clear to him.

The two Sword Lights, like colliding meteors, crashed into each other at extreme speed. A cloud of dust instantly billowed up, engulfing both figures.

GULP!

In the distance, the two Jianghu guests swallowed hard in unison, their eyes glued to the scene, not daring to blink for fear of missing the most crucial moment. One of them murmured, "This strike should decide the victor, shouldn’t it?"

"Who won in the end?"

Xiao Muyu’s pupils constricted slightly. The final sword techniques unleashed by both Yu Qingxuan and Ling Chen were terrifyingly powerful. It was impossible to tell whose attack had overwhelmed the other.

Before their eyes, the swirling dust gradually settled, revealing two figures.

They had exchanged positions and now stood motionless, each with their back to the other.

THUD!

Finally, it was Yu Qingxuan who fell first. She sank to one knee, supporting herself with her Treasure Sword, then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Chen turned, his eyes cold, and placed the Heavenly Mansion Sword against Yu Qingxuan’s pale neck. With a slight movement, he could easily take her life.

"Do it."

Yu Qingxuan closed her eyes, no longer resisting.

"Killing you like this? Wouldn’t that be letting you off too easily?"

A mocking smile touched the corners of Ling Chen’s lips. He moved the Heavenly Mansion Sword from her neck to her cheek, saying, "Since you’re not afraid of death, I’ll disfigure you. I’ll turn you into an ugly hag, so hideous you’ll never be able to show your face in public again."

"You!"

Yu Qingxuan’s pretty face paled. She wasn’t afraid of death, but for someone like her, disfigurement was a fate more terrifying than death itself.

"Ling Chen, there’s no deep-seated hatred between us. Why not grant me a quick death? Tormenting me offers you no benefit."

"Well said. Since there is no deep enmity, why pursue me relentlessly?" Ling Chen replied coldly.

"Cannot defy the master’s orders."

Yu Qingxuan simply spoke these five words, saying nothing more, and closed her eyes again. "The victor is king, the vanquished is an outlaw. You defeated me; dispose of me as you wish. However, should you disfigure me, I will immediately take my own life. I will not allow the world to see me in such a state."