Chapter 838 - 836: Heaven’s Edge Pavilion Wind and Cloud List

Chapter 838: Chapter 836: Heaven’s Edge Pavilion Wind and Cloud List

A scabbard?

The thing that had blocked Ghost Eagle’s repeated attacks—the thing he had to go nearly all out to suppress—was actually just the scabbard of the Celestial Sword?

What a joke.

Xu Yang and Yuan Mie were equally dumbfounded. The two exchanged glances, momentarily speechless. They never could have dreamed this was the truth. It was simply too shocking. The four great Celestial Swords of Celestial Sword Mountain surpassed all imagination.

However, the one most impacted was undoubtedly Ghost Eagle. The Lord of Blood Marsh, a cultivator at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal. Anyone at that level would be considered a regional overlord in the Eastern Continent. He had fought a battle of wits and courage against a mere scabbard, actually believing he was facing the true power of the Celestial Sword. Thinking back on it now, it was utterly laughable.

SWISH!

Mo Baijun casually summoned the scabbard. It still looked like a blood-red sword, but as it approached him, it suddenly transformed into a blood-red scabbard. The upper part of the scabbard was branded with a bizarre pattern resembling a blood blossom. Upon closer inspection, it was clearly formed by countless fine, dense sword scars grouped together to look like a blooming flower of blood.

CLANG CLANG CLANG!

As if mocking him, the scabbard shifted slightly toward Ghost Eagle and emitted a clear, melodic chiming, sounding as though someone had struck it.

Ghost Eagle’s face was a picture of pale misery. "To think that I, Ghost Eagle, was toyed with by a mere scabbard. The four great Celestial Swords of Celestial Sword Mountain... the might of the Celestial Sword... How fortunate I am today to witness the power of the Blood-Slaying Celestial Sword. I can die without regrets!"

PFFT!

He severed his own lifeforce, his aura completely extinguishing as his eyes snapped shut. Only in his final moments did he realize the miraculous power of the Celestial Sword. Dying by it was worth it.

"Mr. Mo, don’t waste his corpse!" Xu Yang shouted hastily, an idea striking him amidst his sighs of lament upon witnessing this scene.

That was the corpse of a Late Stage of Golden Immortal expert. It wouldn’t rot for a thousand years; it was an absolute treasure.

Even without Xu Yang’s reminder, Mo Baijun had no intention of destroying the body. Although he cultivated the Dao of Slaughter, he was not some demonic heretic, so he naturally wouldn’t consider absorbing the residual power within Ghost Eagle’s body. Furthermore, their powers were not of the same origin. For powerful cultivators, carelessly absorbing incompatible energy could cause massive problems.

But for Xu Yang, it wasn’t nearly as troublesome. He could just toss it straight into the Celestial Refining Divine Tripod.

"Let’s head over," Xu Yang said, running over excitedly.

Yuan Mie took a deep breath, feeling as though he were in a dream. Right at that moment, Mo Baijun suddenly looked up at the horizon.

"To think that Mr. Mo has actually returned. Suppressing your Heart Demon and taking your Sword Dao a step further—congratulations." An elderly, laughing voice drifted down from the sky.

Xu Yang and Yuan Mie froze in unison, looking up at the sky in horror. They saw nothing. There wasn’t the slightest ripple of energy.

"Junior Mo Baijun pays his respects to Mr. Cang," Mo Baijun said, cupping his fists in greeting with a faint smile. "It seems Mr. Cang’s Heaven’s Edge Scrying Art has already reached the pinnacle of perfection."

"It’s not worth mentioning; it can’t compare to the four great Celestial Swords of Celestial Sword Mountain," Mr. Cang replied.

"After today, Mr. Mo’s name will return to the Eastern Continent and shake the world.

"I wonder, would you mind if I chronicled this event?"

"To be personally chronicled by Mr. Cang is my honor," Mo Baijun replied.

"Hahahaha, excellent! When I have the time, I’ll pay your master a visit."

"Farewell, Mr. Cang." Mo Baijun bowed respectfully, staring at the sky for a long time before finally retracting his gaze.

"Mr. Cang? Who is that? To make Mo Baijun act so deferentially..." Yuan Mie was utterly shocked. Could it be an entity surpassing the Late Stage of Golden Immortal? The Golden Immortal Extreme Realm?

Xu Yang, however, had already guessed it. A Pavilion Master associated with the Wind and Cloud List! It was the Pavilion Master of Heaven’s Edge Pavilion. Especially when the final sentence fell earlier, Xu Yang had felt someone looking at him from across space, though without any malice. It seemed the Pavilion Master of Heaven’s Edge Pavilion had already recognized him.

"The Pavilion Master of Heaven’s Edge Pavilion... an expert at the Golden Immortal Extreme Realm," Xu Yang murmured.

Yuan Mie drew in a sharp breath, his eyes trembling. Today’s events were simply the most shocking things he had experienced in his entire life.

Xu Yang slowly walked up beside Mo Baijun and looked at Ghost Eagle’s corpse, thoroughly breathing a sigh of relief. For someone as strong as Ghost Eagle to die in such a stifling, pathetic manner... once word got out, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation across the Eastern Continent.

At the same time, Xu Yang was curious. What rank would Mo Baijun hold on the Wind and Cloud List for the Late Stage of Golden Immortal? Each tier only held ten people, representing the absolute strongest among them. But since Mr. Cang had personally appeared and spoken, it meant Mo Baijun was more than qualified to ascend the list.

"Congratulations, Mr. Mo." Xu Yang cupped his fists, his face filled with gratitude. Even though Mo Baijun had chased him down to kill him in the past, the man had been consumed by his Heart Demon at the time, which was understandable. If not for Mo Baijun today, he would have had no choice but to retreat from the Eastern Continent in defeat.

Mo Baijun evaluated Xu Yang, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. This kid was not simple at all. Even he couldn’t quite see through him.

"Since I have sworn a Primordial Spirit Blood Oath to be your Guardian, I will naturally keep my promise," Mo Baijun said.

"Returning to the Eastern Continent after several years, today’s events can be considered washing away my past with the blood of Lord Blood Marsh. Speaking of which, I should be thanking you.

"However, I have been away for many years and need to return to Celestial Sword Mountain first. Afterward, I will come find you."

"Alright," Xu Yang said with a slight nod. Mo Baijun did indeed need to make a trip back. "Mr. Mo, was Mr. Cang here from the very beginning?" he asked curiously.

Mo Baijun glanced at the sky and said mildly, "I was once on the Dragon and Tiger List, and I possess a Heaven’s Edge Order. I imagine Mr. Cang was simply struck by a sudden whim to observe this place. He likely watched my entire battle with Ghost Eagle from start to finish."

Xu Yang silently clicked his tongue in amazement. This was the Golden Immortal Extreme Realm. Separated by millions of miles, without causing a single ripple of energy. It was truly too astonishing. Right now, he appeared to possess the strength of a Middle Stage of Golden Immortal. While he was only two minor cultivation realms away from the Golden Immortal Extreme Realm, reaching that step would be a long and arduous journey. A mere inch of distance was like an uncrossable chasm.

"Do you need me to give you a lift?" Mo Baijun asked.

"To Chongshan City." Xu Yang couldn’t ask for anything better than getting a ride from Mo Baijun. With Mo Baijun’s speed, they would arrive very quickly, ensuring he wouldn’t miss out on any of the upcoming excitement.

Mo Baijun nodded slightly. With a sweep of his sleeve, he swept up Xu Yang and Yuan Mie, transforming into a streak of blood-red light that shot into the sky. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared over the horizon. Ghost Eagle’s corpse naturally became Xu Yang’s property.

Outside Chongshan City.

Xu Yang and Yuan Mie descended from the sky.

After Mo Baijun left them, he appeared in a nearby city and made his way to Heaven’s Edge Pavilion. Presenting his Purple-level Heaven’s Edge Order, he said, "Give me the latest copies of the Dragon and Tiger List and the Wind and Cloud List."

"Please wait a moment, sir."

Very quickly, an attendant brought the latest Dragon and Tiger Wind and Cloud List. Mo Baijun unrolled the Scroll, his eyes narrowing as he scanned it.

"Ninth on the Dragon and Tiger List. Sure enough, he’s not simple."

He was looking exactly at Xu Yang’s ranking. No one who managed to enter the top ten of the Dragon and Tiger List was simple. Back in his day, he himself had even claimed the number one spot. However, Xu Yang’s cultivation was merely at the Middle Stage of Celestial Immortal, which made this truly terrifying.

"Hm?

"A Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation?"

Upon seeing the description at the back, Mo Baijun’s eyes widened, unable to maintain his calm. The information provided on the Dragon and Tiger List naturally couldn’t be false. A Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation! The second one currently alive in the entire Eastern Continent.

"Such a peerless genius is certainly qualified to have me, Mo Baijun, as his Guardian," he murmured, a faint smile gracing his face as he put the Scroll away, turned, and left.

On the other side, Xu Yang was completely unaware of Mo Baijun’s discoveries.

Taking advantage of the falling night, he put on a slight disguise and quietly slipped into Chongshan City. Chongshan City was overflowing with people, and all the major inns were fully booked. Xu Yang naturally slipped secretly into Heaven’s Edge Tower, Entering the Void Realm. Just as he had expected, the Void Realm was also densely packed with cultivators. Humans and beasts mingled together in a chaotic frenzy of activity.