How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 284: I Will Strike With Only One Sword

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Chapter 284: Chapter 284: I Will Strike With Only One Sword

There was no expression on Lin Xiaosu’s face.

However, in his heart, it was as if a great weight was hanging...

He didn’t know whether Feng Ji had already contacted Hua Miaoyi, the Master of Shenghua Valley.

He also didn’t know how long it would take for Hua Miaoyi to arrive if she did come.

He even didn’t know if there really was a giant of the Enlightenment Realm hiding behind this helmsman, what kind of personality this giant would have.

If he was a hothead who would act without considering the consequences...

Then his little life... might be over.

This was a kind of despair of being unable to control the situation.

This had rarely happened since he embarked on his cultivation path.

However, as they neared the Spring Water Corridor, the gloom in his heart quietly dissipated.

As long as he stepped onto the domain of Chunshui Palace.

He would have another path.

Chunshui Palace Master Li Chunshui, another giant of the Enlightenment Realm!

He was confident he could persuade Li Chunshui to stand by his side. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

What he didn’t know was...

At the riverfront they had just passed, atop a high peak, two figures appeared as if from thin air.

One was Dongfang Xiaoyao, the Xiaoyao Saint; the other, unexpectedly, was Ren Cangmang, whom they had speculated about.

Ren Cangmang looked unusually solemn, his gaze scanning the hundred-mile river surface and the deep mist around, searching for any hint of an Enlightenment Realm aura.

But he couldn’t find it!

"Xiaoyao, they are nearing Chunshui Palace! Should we..." Ren Cangmang’s eyes flickered.

Dongfang Xiaoyao gently shook his head, "The matter of Chunshui Palace is our top priority. We cannot afford to make a small mistake by aiming big. If we accidentally attract another Enlightenment Realm giant, it will undoubtedly lead to new variables. At this time, no variables are permissible."

Ren Cangmang nodded slowly, "I have faith in your plan! However, if they go to Chunshui Palace now, could it itself be a variable for Chunshui Palace?"

"Rest assured, father-in-law. I have already made arrangements within Chunshui Palace. This child’s heavenly pride nature ensures that he cannot surpass the Spring Water Corridor and penetrate deep into Chunshui Palace."

"Heavenly pride nature... Can that too become a pawn in your hands?"

"The way of the wise, everything in the world, what cannot become a pawn?" Dongfang Xiaoyao replied proudly.

Ren Cangmang laughed, "How comforting it is that you, my son-in-law, maintain your true self despite such tremendous changes!"

Dongfang Xiaoyao slowly raised his gaze, looking far toward Xiaoyao Peak a hundred miles away. A wisp of mist brushed past his face, and his eyes, at that moment, became enigmatic.

Xiaoyao Peak had already changed hands.

Xiaoyao Palace was now a thing of the past.

But Li Palace Road is three thousand miles long, Lin Xiaosu, the demon-faced witch of yours and your sect...

Do you really think that I, Dongfang Xiaoyao, will become a stray dog from now on?

I can still re-establish Xiaoyao Palace by my strength alone!

And the first starting point is bringing you into Kun Cang’s Chunshui Palace!

Any sect related to you will eventually pay the price!

The Spring Water Corridor was exceptionally clear in sight.

Just like that day.

Many disciples were on the corridor.

On Chunshui Lake, a light boat as gentle as snow fell into the clear pond.

It was peaceful and serene, like a fairyland on earth.

Lin Xiaosu’s brows furrowed without knowing when.

The small boat gently touched the Chunshui River Bank.

He raised his hand, handing two Kun Coins to the helmsman, "Old man, thank you for your hard work!"

"Thank you, young master, for the tip!" The old helmsman laughed, "I’ll take my leave now!"

The paddle in his hand lightly stroked, and the small boat drifted down the river.

Lin Xiaosu and Feng Ji walked side by side and re-entered the Spring Water Corridor.

The scene on the Spring Water Corridor was almost identical to a month ago.

The person who received them was also exactly the same.

A young master’s hand gently lifted, and the folding fan in his hand opened, staring at Lin Xiaosu coming up the steps, "Your face is truly thick, but Chunshui Palace does not welcome you! Get lost!"

Xiang Yue Ran.

Second senior brother according to Ding Ruoshui.

Lin Xiaosu slowly raised his head, "Brother Xiang is wrong! It’s not because I have a thick face that I come to Chunshui Palace again, but because my face is too thin, that I come again."

"Haha... Having been refused once and shamelessly coming again after that, you call that having a thin face?" One disciple laughed heartily.

"Maybe he thinks that not kneeling already counts as having some face left, but you are wrong, boy! For someone like you, even if you kneel, it’s impossible to be accepted into Chunshui Palace." Another disciple said.

"Seventeenth junior brother, don’t discourage his hard-earned courage. If he really kneels here for seven days and nights, maybe a miracle will happen?" Another disciple said, "Boy, do you want to try? Kneeling to show loyalty, change your fate in seven days, try your luck? Maybe it really can succeed; this is called the cultivation path with no fixed rules..."

The corridor immediately became lively.

It seemed that Lin Xiaosu’s journey of hundreds of miles to Chunshui Palace was just to bring some fun for these bored disciples.

Feng Ji’s face, though masked, was already full of wrath.

Who was Lin Xiaosu!

Did these lowly disciples dare to show off in front of him?

A heavenly pride like him could change the destiny of a major sect alone, just by his words. If he spoke, your Chunshui Palace would lose him forever!

This was the nature of a heavenly pride!

She almost foresaw that Lin Xiaosu would leave in a huff, but then through some earth-shattering manner, make Chunshui Palace regret bitterly from top to bottom.

However, Lin Xiaosu’s expression didn’t change at all, "Xiang Yue Ran, a month ago, you challenged me to a sword duel. At that time, I hadn’t learned the sword, and I felt deeply ashamed. Thus, I spent this month practicing a sword move, and today I intend to honor that challenge."

With these words.

Xiang Yue Ran was stunned.

The disciples behind him were stunned.

On the lake, in the leaf-like "Saint Daughter Snow Boat," Li Bingxin furrowed her brow deeply, her face full of disbelief...

A month ago, he hadn’t practiced the sword.

He couldn’t duel Xiang Yue Ran.

He felt deeply ashamed and so, spent a month learning the sword, then came here specifically to fulfill that duel agreement.

Was this his "face too thin"?

My heavens!

How could there be such a mad thing?

Xiang Yue Ran said, "A month ago you hadn’t practiced the sword, and you specifically spent a month learning the sword then came here to duel with me?"

"Yes!" Lin Xiaosu replied.

"Haha..." Xiang Yue Ran laughed up to the sky, "Do you know how many years I have practiced the sword?"

"Time... does it matter?" Lin Xiaosu smiled faintly, "A stubborn stone remains a stone even after ten thousand years, while a delicate flower is a flower even for a moment!"

Xiang Yue Ran abruptly closed his folding fan, his eyes locked firmly on Lin Xiaosu.

Lin Xiaosu raised his gaze, staring at him, "How about a bet?"

"What kind of bet?"

"I will strike once!" Lin Xiaosu said, "If you can take it, I lose! If you can’t, you lose!"

One strike!

And a strike he had hastily learned in a month!

Everyone looked at each other...

A wisp of voice slipped into Lin Xiaosu’s ear, it was Feng Ji’s secret transmission, "What on earth are you up to?"

Lin Xiaosu’s voice returned, "Senior sister, the situation is serious, do not ask too much. Hurry and contact the Lord, ask her to come immediately!"

Feng Ji’s heart shook greatly.

Serious situation?

What else did he see?

To her eyes, there was nothing special at all.

Today’s Spring Water Corridor was no different from a month ago, and the people blocking the way hadn’t changed. What was special about it?

If it were the usual Feng Ji, facing Lin Xiaosu’s unreasonable judgment, she would undoubtedly question it, but today, whether she believed it or not, she obeyed first!

She silently activated a jade pendant...

"A quarter of an hour!"

Three words were transmitted into Lin Xiaosu’s ear, and he calmed down.

From Shenghua Valley to here, covering hundreds of miles, it only took a quarter of an hour; this was the power of an Enlightenment Realm giant!

Very good!

Then, let’s use this quarter of an hour to do something...

"Xiang Yue Ran, dare to bet?"

With these six words, Xiang Yue Ran laughed heartily, "Such a reckless bet, I ordinarily wouldn’t deign to engage in, but as the saying goes: ’One courts disaster by oneself!’ If you lose, cut off one arm yourself and crawl out of Chunshui Palace on your knees!"

"Agreed!" Lin Xiaosu said, "If you lose?"

He actually agreed!

Everyone looked at each other, hardly daring to believe their ears.

Even Feng Ji’s heart started to pound.

Is this just to buy time for the Master to arrive?

But why make it so sensational?

What if the Master doesn’t make it in time and you have to bet in a moment, what will you do?

If it’s not limited to swordsmanship, with your cultivation and comparing with Xiang Yue Ran, you might be able to hold for ten or twenty moves against him. But if it’s confined to swordsmanship, you probably won’t last a single strike...

Let alone defeat him.

And what’s more, you’ve restricted yourself to only one move.

Do you know swordsmanship?

Yes, that one move of your Li Ren Swordsmanship is very beautiful.

On stage, a bunch of infatuated fans would definitely applaud, but that’s just for show, how can it be a real fight?

All the while, her heart was in turmoil...

Xiang Yue Ran said, "If I lose, everything is at your disposal!"

Since losing was impossible for him, he posed as magnanimous.

Lin Xiaosu said, "Good! If you lose, no one in Chunshui Palace shall stop us from entering the Chunshui Main Hall! Additionally... I want the pet in the Saint Daughter’s arms!"

Everyone’s gaze lifted simultaneously, staring at the Saint Daughter’s Snow Boat on the lake.

On the snow boat, the white civet cat in Li Bingxin’s arms also pricked up its ears as if even it couldn’t believe it.

Li Bingxin laughed, "As expected, there’s no normal person traveling with the scum of the Ding Family! It’s a bet!"

Xiang Yue Ran lifted his hand, "The bet has been reached; it’s too late to regret now! Boy, show your sword!"

Lin Xiaosu lifted his hand, a sheathed long sword in his palm.

A voice from Feng Ji came through, "Should I find an excuse to stop it?"

The bet between them.

Had already been made.

The direct parties involved couldn’t regret it, but if an uncontrollable external force caused the bet to fail, it could naturally prevent the bet from truly taking place without the parties involved losing face.

In Feng Ji’s understanding, it was probably time for her to call it off.

She also thought that Lin Xiaosu’s highly publicized bet was merely to buy time for their Master’s arrival.

If the goal was just to buy time, some twists and turns were needed themselves, avoiding the bet from stepping directly into an irreversible one-way track.

"No need!"

Two words came back from Lin Xiaosu, and Feng Ji sank.

"Tch!"

Xiang Yue Ran’s sword was drawn...

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