The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 381 - 370: A Sword from the West

Hostility had already flared up, one side with murder in their eyes, the other with unyielding resolve—and naturally, this was no time for idle prattle.

The elders of Shenxiao Sect began to come forth to protect the ordinary disciples, who were not so fragile as to be easily taken by a gust of wind. Having weathered the initial chaos, they quickly organized themselves into an orderly group.

It was Lin Yu and Fang Yu who were under greater pressure.

Fang Yu sighed regretfully. Ever since the Thunderclap Sword had been lost, she knew that a day of tribulation was inevitable.

Everyone was, of course, mentally prepared, but if they had the Thunderclap Sword with them, these few would be nothing but earthen chickens and pottery dogs.

"Imperial Decree: Execute Demons!"

Lin Yu’s Nine Heavens Divine Thunder required no incantations to cast, making its deployment even quicker, which was one thing—but the sight of those purple thunder snakes made Zhao Yuan’s scalp tingle.

Lin Yu was indeed terrifying.

Worthy of being one of the unparalleled nefarious duo, Zhao Yuan decided to use the Nine States Cauldron to avoid any complications.

Allowing Lin Yu and Fang Yu to keep unleashing thunder would also result in severe losses for the imperial enforcers.

The cauldron had been brought for the very fear of Lin Yu and Fang Yu’s desperate retaliation. When an Enlightened Realm powerhouse fought with no regard for their own life, the destruction they could cause was beyond measure.

Shenxiao Sect was also notorious for its explosive temperament, and several of the acolytes were a little apprehensive of this battle.

But they didn’t expect that Fang Yu had thought of escaping right from the beginning.

No wonder they say this generation’s young people have changed. In the past, they would rather die than submit; now, they favor fleeing as an honor.

Seeing Zhao Yuan take out the Nine States Cauldron, Lin Yu wasn’t certain if she could withstand it alone, but it was likely Fang Yu couldn’t.

"Sect Leader, you go first!"

As soon as Lin Yu said this, she formed sword fingers with her hand, and sword qi surged around her, causing all swords carried by the imperial cultivators, except for the Immortal Artifacts, to levitate.

"Myriad Swords Return to Origin, you have already reached the Sword Venerable Realm!"

Fang Yu couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise; after her own period of seclusion and slight progress in cultivation, Lin Yu had actually achieved Sword Venerable status.

Well, she used to think she was a genius, but compared to Lin Yu, she now felt like a salted fish.

Zhao Yuan and the others, having witnessed Lin Yu’s prowess, dared not be negligent, and they manipulated the Nine States Cauldron, requiring only three of them. Zhao Rui then made his way towards the Celestial Knowing elders.

This battle was primarily for the annihilation of the enemy.

But at that moment, Fang Yu stepped forward to meet them.

Zhao Rui gave a cold sneer, "You dare let Lin Yu face three people alone; you truly are bold."

Fang Yu didn’t waste words. Since Lin Yu wanted her to leave, she would leave.

She was decisive and quick, avoiding unnecessary delays.

And she hadn’t forgotten her task—to buy time for the others.

"Gale Thunder Sword!"

Fang Yu hadn’t used her sword in a long time, but her swordsmanship had not faltered. In the blink of an eye, several wounds appeared on Zhao Rui’s body; if not for his protective magical treasure, it would have been more than just flesh wounds.

In a 1v1, he was no match at all and could only call for reinforcements.

However, a glance towards the other battlefield revealed the Nine States Cauldron’s Map of Mountains and Rivers casting illusions of mountain and river to suppress Lin Yu. Yet, with a flick of her sword finger and without an actual sword in hand nor a shadow of one to be seen, the illusions of the mountains and rivers began to fracture, disintegrate, and vanish without trace.

To shatter mountains and rivers with a sword—this was the Heart Sword of a Sword Cultivator, with conviction in the heart, cutting through all.

However, to execute a Heart Sword of such intensity, even Lin Yu would not be able to strike a second time shortly after.

Zhao Yuan made a quick decision, "Zhao Feng, you go help Zhao Rui."

Lin Yu had just unleashed her Heart Sword and was now at her weakest. Zhao Yuan preferred to play it safe, keeping Zhao Xing with him to kill Lin Yu first, then to execute Fang Yu.

If they fled, they would capture the disciples of Shenxiao Sect. It’s not easy to kill an Enlightened Realm Cultivator, but those of the Celestial Knowing Realm could be killed without much consideration.

However, no sooner had Zhao Feng set out than a clear voice was heard: "Your sword skills are quite exceptional; perhaps we could have a spar some other day."

These words were directed at Lin Yu.

A series of green lights converged from all directions, and another figure emerged from midair.

This person was none other than Qinglian Sword Venerable, the Sect Hierarch of Green Lotus Sect, Liu Ji.

His entry was indeed quite stylish.

Upon Liu Ji’s arrival, both parties were somewhat confounded.

Whose side was he on?

Was he here to watch the drama unfold, or to lend a hand?

And if he was here to help, whom would he assist?

It was common knowledge that Green Lotus Sect harbored a deep grudge against Shenxiao Sect, and Fang Yu never missed an opportunity to beat Liu Ji to a pulp.

Yet they were once fellow disciples, and perhaps there was some lingering camaraderie. Weren’t there rumors circulating that Liu Ji admired Shenxiao Sect Leader Fang Yu? That must be why he always fled without fighting back.

Liu Ji was unable to refute this, saying those people never took a beating from Fang Yu. During his days training at Purple Cloud Mountain, he was often on the receiving end of thrashings from Fang Yu, his senior, and had grown accustomed to it.

Lin Yu knew Liu Ji was speaking to her. Sword Cultivators would respect one another, and although there could only be one who held the title of Sword Venerable, encountering another who had also reached the peak was something Sword Cultivators would be more than eager to embrace.

"Let’s talk about that after we get through today’s predicament!"

Liu Ji nodded at her response, not dwelling on the subject. Instead, he looked around and sighed, "I haven’t been to Purple Cloud Mountain in a long time."

Those locked in the standoff were exasperated.

Come on now, we’re in a matter of life and death here, and you’re interrupting with your presence—could you clarify your position before enjoying the spectacle?

The people of Shenxiao Sect weren’t dallying either; using this time, those who had to withdraw did so. The Celestial Knowing acolytes who joined the fray were blocked by the Sect’s elders, gaining no advantage.

According to Zhao Yuan’s estimation, Shenxiao Sect would fight to the death without surrendering. Relying on their numerical advantage, they would first take down one stronghold and then clean up the others, which seemed very secure.

Now, the battle had just begun not too long ago, but it seemed that some changes had occurred.

"The Imperial Court is handling affairs. What is the purpose of the Qinglian Sword Venerable coming here?"

Liu Ji casually drew his sword and said, "To repay a karmic debt. The rest of you had better go down the mountain. My sword can kill people."

Having heard Liu Ji’s stand, Fang Yu’s look softened somewhat.

This ungrateful cur could still be considered a person. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

But Zhao Yuan felt a bit of a headache.

It was 4v3. Winning wouldn’t be so easy now.

After all, any one of these three could be a strong opponent in a single duel, and now they only had one more person on their side.

Thus, they could only force themselves to stimulate the Nine States Cauldron again.

"The Shenxiao Sect is truly in cahoots with the Demon Sect. Since that’s the case, today I shall capture all of you at once!"

Zhao Feng understood the situation and quickly retreated next to Zhao Yuan. Together, the three of them increased the size of the Nine States Cauldron once more, and the patterns of the Map of Mountains and Rivers reappeared. Lin Yu indeed could no longer wield a sword that shattered mountains and rivers; that one sword had exhausted most of her heart strength.

Finally, the phantom of the mountains and rivers pressed down. This time, it directly enveloped Lin Yu, Liu Ji, and Fang Yu.

Liu Ji also struck with a sword cut, but this time, the mountain and river phantom merely fluctuated for a moment and did not break apart.

Liu Ji’s Sword Dao was different from Lin Yu’s and was not a sword that sliced through everything.

The three of them joined forces, enduring the heavy pressure, and to maintain the Nine States Cauldron, the three Acolytes kept pouring spiritual power into it.

This was when Zhao Rui found his opportunity to shine.

Without needing a reminder, Zhao Rui began to chant the incantation, "God said Zhu Rong, Spirit of the Virtue of Fire, I command you: Burn the sky!"

Zhao Rui was an expert in playing with fire, and his Fire Seed was no ordinary flame but the Green Heart Blue Flame Fire, formidable in power.

This blaze aimed at the three who couldn’t move, threatening to severely injure them.

However, it seemed Zhao Yuan had forgotten the previous White Tiger’s Roar.

Now, as Lin Yu was once again subjected to oppression, the White Tiger Spirit within her became thoroughly enraged.

An idle tiger might be mistaken for a critically ill cat!

A hundred-zhang-tall phantom of the White Tiger emerged from Lin Yu’s body, raising its head to let out an angry roar.

This roar was even more majestic than when the White Tiger Spirit first appeared.

Zhao Yuan and others all had blood flowing from their noses and felt their heads buzzing. Liu Ji and Fang Yu, despite being less affected as bystanders, also felt dizzy.

Fang Yu had seen the White Tiger once before, but she was still deeply shocked upon seeing it again.

This time, the phantom of the White Tiger didn’t just roar and vanish but opened its eyes wide and glared angrily at Zhao Yuan and the others.

The giant phantom of the tiger swiped a paw at the Nine States Cauldron, letting out a whoosh, and the cauldron was sent flying far off again. The scene was strikingly similar to before, except this time it flew a bit farther.

At the same time, from within Purple Cloud Cave, the Thunderclap Sword resonated with buzzing sounds. Beneath the crevice where the Thunderclap Sword was inserted, gales continually blew out.

The wind grew stronger, and the crevice widened. Suddenly, with a ring of the sword, a streak of azure light flew out.

At the front mountain, the few whose cauldron had been knocked away stood dumbfounded, not yet having a chance to curse when they saw an azure light falling into Lin Yu’s hands. Lin Yu opened her eyes and, as if blessed by a divine stroke of luck, slashed with her sword.

Gale Slash!

As Lin Yu struck with her sword, a tornado swept through chaotically. The four Acolytes hurriedly adopted defensive postures but were still blown away.

Seeing this, Lin Yu did not hesitate and in an instant, she struck seven times.

Streaks of azure light skimmed past Zhao Yuan’s body, and afterwards, the wind gradually subsided.

Zhao Yuan landed and, with a smack, shattered into seven pieces.

Nobody expected that in the constantly changing battlefield, this sword, coming from who knows where, would end up in Lin Yu’s hand, turning into her strongest murder weapon.

The other three Acolytes, seeing Zhao Yuan’s death, couldn’t believe it.

Just moments ago, it seemed like Lin Yu and the others were the ones in peril, but in an instant, with the White Tiger’s appearance and the azure light’s emergence, Zhao Yuan was sliced into seven equal parts.

Even his Divine Soul was destroyed; he was utterly and irreversibly dead.

"Retreat!"

Following Zhao Yuan’s death, Zhao Rui became the one in charge. No one before arriving at Shenxiao Sect could have anticipated this outcome, but now facing three enemies, if they stayed any longer, they would only have the route of death.

After their escape, the Enlightened Realm Acolytes also scrambled to flee.

The Elders prepared to retreat were dumbstruck.

What, we won?

Does that mean we don’t have to run?

Suddenly, they saw a large fire had started at the Scripture Pavilion.

Only then did Fang Yu remember that she had previously ordered the burning of the scriptures that they couldn’t take with them.

"Quick, put out the fire!"

Fang Yu rushed toward the Scripture Pavilion, and no one pursued the people from the Imperial Court. The Imperial Court officials were not fools; with their group fighting collapsed and teammates betraying them, it was time to retreat as quickly as possible...

Liu Ji watched as everyone from Shenxiao Sect went off to put out the fire and no one paid attention to him. He couldn’t help shaking his head.

He mounted his sword and rapidly disappeared from sight.

He left quietly, just as he had arrived quietly.

Meanwhile, in a certain location in the Capital City, a girl was riding a large bird in the sky when, with a smack, she was knocked unconscious by a small cauldron falling from the sky...