Chapter 115 - 83: Stepping into Grand First Grade (Part 2)

Chapter 115: Chapter 83: Stepping into Grand First Grade (Part 2)

"The Cao Gang Leader has fallen?"

"The Wind Snow Sword Immortal... he made a move!"

At Jiangling Crossing, those who witnessed the entire event stared with wide, horrified eyes at the figure striding away across the river.

The tenth-ranked master on the Celestial List... was he not even worthy of forcing him to draw his sword?

So this was the Wind Snow Sword Immortal!

"He... has grown stronger again."

The Vice Gang Leader of the Cao Gang watched the Wind Snow Sword Immortal depart, his gaze complex.

He wore black armor.

A Dual First Grade.

One hand rested on the hilt of his saber.

His name was Wun Sandao. In the Second Year of Xuanlong, in Jinjiang City, he’d had the honor of crossing blades with the man who was then still the Wind Snow Little Grandmaster.

Back then, though terrified, he’d still harbored the courage to try and catch up. But now, the Wind Snow Little Grandmaster had become the Wind Snow Sword Immortal, and Wun Sandao could no longer even see his back.

On this day, the world was shaken. Powerhouses from the Celestial List gathered by the river outside the Imperial Mausoleum to observe the lingering aura of wind and snow on the Treasure Ship. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Even the number one on the Celestial List, the Great Yu Ancestor Master of the Returning Ruins Sword Sect, sighed in admiration.

"This is the Second Realm after the Microscopic Position—Merging. It corresponds to the Third Realm of Grandmaster, Self as Dragon!"

"Speaking of which, this Wind Snow Sword Immortal was born in the Fifth Year of Tianwu. That would make him only about forty, right?"

"And he’s already in the Third Realm of Grandmaster!"

The fall of a master ranked tenth on the Celestial List put an end to the swirling rumors, which collapsed on their own without need for refutation.

The Wind Snow Sword Immortal was still the number one cultivator in the world.

It was just that, for some unknown reason, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, which mastered the four volumes of the Martial Arts List, had divined that this Wind Snow Sword Immortal was still only at the First Grade.

As a result, they had been unable to place the Wind Snow Sword Immortal on the Celestial List.

The Wind Snow Sword Immortal remained number one on the Earth List.

The world was in an uproar.

How could the number one on the Earth List possibly slay the tenth-ranked master on the Celestial List?

A First Grade couldn’t achieve something like that.

But the world’s uproar was the world’s uproar; it had nothing to do with Su Chen. He was in his clinic, looking at the medicinal herb seed Huzi had handed him.

"This seed... why have I never seen one like it?"

Su Chen was puzzled.

He had read every book in the Library Pavilion. For over twenty years, he had consumed the foundational texts of both Zhou and Liang. It was safe to say there was almost nothing he didn’t know.

But this azure-blue, crystal-clear seed was indeed a type of medicinal seed he had never seen in any book.

It was as if it wasn’t a medicine of the Human World.

GULP!

Little Turtle stealthily crawled out of the water tank, drooling, wanting to snatch the azure medicinal seed away.

’So fragrant! I want to eat it.’

"Certified by Little Turtle. Looks like it’s something good."

Su Chen nodded, tucked the medicinal seed into his robes, and placed it in his Storage Ring.

"You kid... you actually managed to pay off your consultation fee."

Su Chen stroked his chin.

He was a little curious where it came from.

"Of course."

"The great Wind Snow Sword Immortal slew the evil Xuan Wuming. The Vice Gang Leader then met secretly with His Majesty, Emperor Jie, and joined forces with the Profound Clothes Guard to root out all the gang members who had conspired with Demon Mountain alongside the Cao Gang Leader."

"The gang was short-staffed, so I earned some merit hunting down the remnants. Now, this whole street is under my watch."

Huzi was very happy.

He was finally no longer a porter; you could call him a small-time boss now.

Even if he was still just a measly Fourth Grade.

"Doctor Xuu, don’t worry. This little medicine shop of yours with its terrible business? Huzi’s got you covered."

Su Chen chuckled, not bothering to respond. He hugged his hand warmer, watched the wind and snow outside, and drifted off to sleep.

He just had a nagging feeling he had forgotten something.

「Meanwhile.」

"ACHOO!"

Zhu Ying gripped his fishing rod, shivering from the cold, his body covered in fallen snow. He had been waiting here for Su Chen for five days.

’Could it be that even with the Wind Snow Sword Immortal stepping in, the Cao Gang Leader refused to give face? It’s possible. After all, he’s tenth on the Celestial List, and Lord Su’s greatest achievement was only defeating the sixteenth...’

Just as Zhu Ying was thinking that the Wind Snow Sword Immortal was too ashamed to face a junior like him, he overheard the conversation of some passersby.

The Wind Snow Sword Immortal strode across the river, and without even drawing his sword, the tenth-ranked master on the Celestial List fell! The world’s eyes were on him!

The Western Depot, the Profound Clothes Guard, Celestial Grandmasters, Earth List Peak experts, and even Emperor Jie himself had all gone to that Treasure Island one after another.

"What?!"

Zhu Ying was stunned.

He never imagined that his request to mediate would turn into getting the Cao Gang Leader slain.

The whole affair started because he snatched a First-grade Sword Technique—a burial item from a Great Yu Ancient Tomb—from one of the Cao Gang Leader’s trusted men. And it had actually led to the fall of a Celestial Grandmaster!

The Cao Gang Leader probably didn’t even know a person like him existed.

"Cao Gang Leader, you died a wrongful death!"

Zhu Ying said.

He reeled in his fishing rod and discovered a Secret Manual attached to the line, on which was written: Sword Overlapping Waves.

After flipping through it, Zhu Ying felt as if he had been struck by lightning-like enlightenment.

The First-grade Sword Technique he had previously treasured, the one he had snatched from the tiger’s jaws within the Cao Gang, now seemed like trash he couldn’t be bothered to look at twice.

He felt even more strongly that the Cao Gang Leader had died a wrongful death.

"In one year, I will come again, Lord Su."

Zhu Ying left.

He went off to travel the great rivers and mountains.

「Night.」

All was silent.

「Imperial Palace.」

Su Chen strolled leisurely, merging with the wind, snow, and the world itself on this blizzard-swept night as he walked toward the Library Pavilion.

Wherever he passed, not even the patrolling Imperial Guard could detect his presence.

Inside the Library Pavilion.

Looking at the untouched, dust-covered courtyard and the Nine-Story Library, Su Chen felt a pang of nostalgia.

The place was the same, but the person was not.

The Library Pavilion was still the same Library Pavilion, but he was no longer the same person.

He skillfully turned over the soil.

Su Chen planted seven more Immortal Stones.

Nourished by the bodies of experts for over twenty years and giving birth to Treasure Medicine, this patch of fertile earth in the Library Pavilion had long since become a top-grade medicinal field.

He planted the azure Spirit Seed in the medicinal field.

He watered it.

With that, Su Chen prepared to leave the palace.

’Next time I come back...’

’...perhaps I’ll be able to harvest a Spirit Medicine from this one.’

Yes.

Mortal Cultivation had its Treasure Medicines.