Chapter 219 - 184: Qu Wuyin

Chapter 219: Chapter 184: Qu Wuyin

The Primordial Sword Bone.

The Ultimate Treasure of the Sword Dao left behind by the ancient Sword Cultivator Qian Jun Daoist, a true Mythical Level item.

Once installed, it instantly multiplies Spiritual Power cultivation speed by twelve, multiplies the power of swordsmanship techniques by twelve, grants S-rank Spirit resistance, an S-rank Spiritual Power attribute, an S-rank Spirit attribute, and S-rank physical defense...

This thing was practically an official cheat code.

In the original storyline, Linghu Yao was only able to defeat Ling Xuzi after installing the Sword Bone.

This was also why Zhang Ji had his eye on it the whole time.

SWOOSH!

There were no fancy tricks, just an extremely fast and sharp sweep of Sword Gang.

Zhang Ji dodged by a hair’s breadth, rapidly closed the distance, and swept out a palm.

CLANG!

Linghu Yao couldn’t react in time, but the Sword Bone acted on her behalf, predicting Zhang Ji’s attack. A wave of Sword Gang collided with Zhang Ji’s Gang Qi palm strike.

BOOM!

Zhang Ji blasted Linghu Yao into the Nine Heavens Sword Mound. Her knees buckled, and the ground beneath her collapsed, sending swords flying blade by blade.

At this moment, it was less a battle between Zhang Ji and Linghu Yao, and more a battle across the ages between Zhang Ji and Qian Jun Daoist, the creator of the Primordial Sword Bone.

Within the Primordial Sword Bone, a wisp of Qian Jun Daoist’s Divine Thought remained, having transformed into an Artifact Spirit—the final trump card of the Celestial Sword Pavilion.

Perhaps Linghu Yao’s breakthrough was not a dramatic coincidence, but an inevitability.

When faced with a crisis of survival, it was always destined to choose the most suitable vessel within the Celestial Sword Pavilion and reappear in the world.

VMMMMMM!

Within the Nine Heavens Sword Mound, countless Spirit Swords began to tremble. The next moment, they all soared into the air, forming a Sword Sea that rushed toward Zhang Ji.

The quality of these Spirit Swords might not have matched Dugu Yunfeng’s collection, but in terms of quantity, there were over a hundred million.

Now awakened, the countless blades connected with one another, moving as a single entity. Even Zhang Ji couldn’t help but frown at such an assault.

’Let’s see just how powerful you really are!’

Zhang Ji did not dodge. With a thought, he mobilized all the primeval qi in his body. Over sixty percent of it was condensed into Gang Qi via [Earth-Suppressing Divine Gang], and his immense spirit particles manifested a formless intent of destruction.

[Flower-Blooming Buddha: Annihilation]!!

He had no other thought—Zhang Ji was going to shatter these hundred million Spirit Swords head-on.

BOOM!

The Buddha palm mudra formed from Gang Qi was incredibly condensed, and it collided head-on with the torrent of Spirit Swords.

The next moment, countless blades shattered, and Zhang Ji’s Buddha palm began to rapidly dim.

Inside the Sword Mound, Linghu Yao’s figure flashed, crossing the void to appear at Zhang Ji’s side.

A single thrust of her sword tore through space itself.

It wasn’t brute force, but the pinnacle of technique.

Zhang Ji clenched his fist and punched back.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT! BANG!

His protective Gang Qi, Divine Wind, Earth, and Flowing Water defenses were pierced in an instant. Zhang Ji acted decisively, triggering his True Solar Flame and Cyan True Water. The two elemental explosions blasted Linghu Yao away.

While still in midair, she swayed with the wind, nearly dissipating most of the explosive force.

In the next instant, her figure vanished again.

This time, it was speed.

Extreme speed.

SWOOSH!

The blade failed to land on Zhang Ji. His body transformed into lightning, and he dodged the attack in that same instant.

In terms of speed, Zhang Ji was a notch faster.

CRACKLE!

A flash of lightning shot past. Linghu Yao was sent flying by the strike, and Zhang Ji immediately gave chase.

Not all of the hundred million blades had been destroyed. The remaining few million were manipulated to block Zhang Ji, but they were far slower than he was.

Besides, they couldn’t even harm him anymore. Zhang Ji shattered them with his own body, the lightning transforming them directly into plasma. After accelerating the plasma with electromagnetic force, he directed the storm toward Linghu Yao.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Heavenly lightning bloomed in the void, illuminating the sky.

For the first time, a frown creased Linghu Yao’s brow. Her expression changed as the Sword Gang protecting her body was rapidly depleted.

Zhang Ji closed in again, canceling his elementalization. Carried by his momentum, he threw a fierce punch.

Facing this punch, Linghu Yao raised her broken sword high. The gravitational forces between heaven and earth shifted. Channeling the power of the world, this strike weighed more than a hundred million jun. An unknown gravity instantly affected Zhang Ji, slowing his movements immeasurably as the sword came crashing down.

Yes, crashing down!

It was like a majestic mountain falling from the sky, toppling down upon him.

His fist collided with the heavy mountain, and for a moment, they were evenly matched. Zhang Ji pushed the mountain away, emerging unharmed, but Linghu Yao had successfully defended against a punch that should have been fatal.

To be precise, however, Zhang Ji was now slightly at a disadvantage.

The Primordial Sword Bone had an unknown number of years’ worth of Spiritual Power reserves and had no fear of consumption. Linghu Yao was still at her peak.

Zhang Ji, on the other hand, seemed to have expended too much energy.

Although he still had a "primeval qi battery" made of Mithril, it was obvious he couldn’t win a battle of attrition against this bone.

’How can I win?’

’There are no weaknesses in her technique, and a battle of attrition is impossible.’

’I can only compete on raw power.’

’Cosmic Four Source Attraction?’

’No, there’s no need to use an area-of-effect ultimate of that level. She’s not worthy of it.’

Zhang Ji calmed his breathing slightly. The next moment, he entered Half-Elementalization. The power of the Five Elements—lightning, water, fire, earth, and wind—swirled around him. Primeval qi surged through his body, empowering him, and his spirit particles became extremely active.

This was his state of absolute seriousness.

His strongest conventional combat stance since his breakthrough.

The space around Zhang Ji distorted slightly, affected by the immense power he was compressing. The terrifying might became extremely concentrated.

Without warning, Zhang Ji’s figure flickered and appeared at Linghu Yao’s side.

[Liberation Stance: Five Element Transformation, Unhindered Void-Traversal, Spiritual Intent, Gang Qi Fist]!

One punch!

BOOM!

Linghu Yao’s Sword Gang blocked the blow, but she was still sent flying.

It was fast, unimaginably fast. She couldn’t react at all; it was purely the Sword Bone’s instincts driving the Sword Gang to defend.

BOOM!

The second punch!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

In an instant, a dozen consecutive punches rained down. Linghu Yao was turned into a complete punching bag. Every fist landed on the exact same spot, and cracks appeared on her broken sword.

The Sword Bone was pushing this Spirit Sword to its absolute limit. It was a miracle it had lasted this long.

But in truth, with the enhancement of the Primordial Sword Bone, it wouldn’t have made much difference if Linghu Yao were wielding a tree branch.

The power was not hers, nor did it come from the broken sword in her hand. It came from Qian Jun Daoist, from the Sword Bone he had left behind.

BOOM! CRACK!

Finally, with one punch, the sword shattered into a billion pieces.

Zhang Ji’s next punch followed immediately. The billion fragments, held together by Sword Intent, began to reform, but they shattered again when the process was only halfway complete.

The fist slammed into Linghu Yao’s body.

The Sword Bone erupted with an orange-gold light to protect its master, but Linghu Yao was still blasted straight into the ground.

Zhang Ji followed close behind, stomping heavily on Linghu Yao’s back. The earth cracked, her body was mangled, and her eyes filled with despair.

’Where in the world did such a monster come from?’

Zhang Ji reached out and grabbed Linghu Yao.

Streams of broken blade fragments flew at Zhang Ji from the void, but he shattered them further with his bare hands, melting them into a liquid state with lightning and true fire.

Gang Qi swirled around his ten fingers like sharp scalpels. He brutally stabbed them into her spine, tearing through flesh and skin until he gripped the bone.

"Get the hell out!"

SQUELCH!

With a heave, Zhang Ji ripped the Sword Bone straight out. Blood gushed from Linghu Yao beneath him, a truly miserable sight.

In Zhang Ji’s hand, the Primordial Sword Bone was still trembling, trying to struggle.

The True Solar Flame in Zhang Ji’s palm crept up the bone. His spirit particles surged into the Sword Bone, refining and killing the Artifact Spirit on the spot.

"How cruel!" Taiyi-Zero couldn’t help but exclaim.

"You didn’t say it was cruel when I killed all those people? But you’re calling me cruel for burning one little Artifact Spirit?" Zhang Ji retorted irritably.

"I feel a kinship with it..." Taiyi-Zero said.

Zhang Ji casually put the Sword Bone away.

He wasn’t sure how to install this thing yet. If the Celestial Sword Pavilion had left some kind of backdoor, and he installed it now, he’d just end up looking like a clown.

Zhang Ji’s spirit particles scanned the distance. Qu Wuyin was actually still alive. She hadn’t been killed by the aftershocks, having survived by hiding behind a Sword Stele.

Carrying Linghu Yao in one hand, Zhang Ji flew to Qu Wuyin’s side, casually dropped Linghu Yao’s body, and then examined the sword wound on Qu Wuyin, noting the Sword Intent left on it that sealed the flow of energy.

To put it bluntly, it was a kind of spiritual force field that could easily be destroyed by more powerful and concentrated spirit particles.

Zhang Ji grabbed Qu Wuyin’s arm and infused a few streams of primeval qi into it, instantly shattering the Sword Intent.

"I’ll leave her to you," Zhang Ji said to Qu Wuyin.

"Thank you," Qu Wuyin said, the air around her vibrating to form the words.

Zhang Ji nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Just as he turned, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh came from behind him.

Linghu Yao was dead.

The corners of Zhang Ji’s mouth curled up. He was very satisfied with this result.

His figure soared into the sky, heading straight for the Great Primal Heaven.

The Celestial Intent Seal was a major threat. If possible, it was best to ensure they could never activate that thing.

...

Qu Wuyin looked at Linghu Yao’s corpse, her eyes showing neither joy nor sorrow.

She was not an orphan.

Born deaf and mute, she once had a happy family.

Her father was a Pill Master at the Labor Heart Abyss Pill Workshop, and her mother was a factory worker who assembled Spiritual Energy Chips.

They both worked hard just to afford the surgery to replace her Spiritual Organs, so that she could hear and speak.

Only the major corporations in the Floating City could produce those parts. No one else could even try to replicate them without infringing on copyrights. It was a monopolized industry, but thanks to her parents’ efforts, they finally saw a glimmer of hope in her seventh year.

When the surgery was over, she thought she would be greeted by her parents’ smiles.

But what awaited her was a shattered home and the death of her family.

The rising star of the Celestial Sword Group, a young woman code-named Sword Dome, had once been her idol.

She was pursuing criminals in the Abyss of Eternity, apprehending rogue cultivators.

The rogue cultivators resisted to the death, and so, Linghu Yao drew her sword.

Unfortunately, her father and mother were among those cut down by that one sword strike.

That was right. For her to be able to afford the expensive Spiritual Organ surgery in such a short time, it was impossible that her parents hadn’t resorted to illicit means.

Everyone praised Linghu Yao, saying she had upheld order.

But no one knew the look on the face of the little girl who had just undergone surgery to cure her deafness and mutism.

She heard the sounds of the world for the first time, but she only found them intensely irritating.

She was now able to speak, but she no longer opened her mouth.

She just felt that this power to hear and speak had been tainted, and she no longer cared for it.

So she closed her mouth, blocked her ears, and chose to perceive and communicate only through vibrations.

At this moment, Qu Wuyin felt no sense of having her great vengeance fulfilled.

She felt no hatred for Linghu Yao.

Linghu Yao was just a tool—stupid and naive, unworthy of her hatred.

Her true enemy was the Celestial Dao Alliance.

It was the... order that monopolized all resources, forced her parents down a crooked path, and caused countless others like her to suffer.

Ending Linghu Yao’s life was not revenge for her. It was simply closing a Chapter, ending a cycle.

She took the plugs out of her ears and heard the chaotic noises of the outside world. They were a bit harsh, a bit... unfamiliar.

Slightly opening her mouth, she stammered to Linghu Yao’s corpse, "Good... good... bye... Senior... Sister... Linghu..."