My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult - Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Sword Clash Under the Moonlight
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After three rounds of drinks, Tieyun Mountain reminded, “Nephew, don’t forget the important matter I mentioned to you earlier.”

“Rest assured, elder, I’ve already remembered it in my heart.”

Mu Jie sighed lightly, “My aunt is really too headstrong, too reckless. When I find her, I will surely discuss it with her properly.”

Mu Jie’s father was the current head of the Mu Family, Mu Delun, and Mu Delun’s sister was Mu Xiaoyun, the aunt mentioned by Mu Jie.

“As long as you find any trace, just inform me,” Tieyun Mountain smiled, “So I can report back to the gang leader.”

With the assistance of the Mu Family, finding Jiang Sanjia, the mysterious swordsman, or Mu Xiaoyun would be much easier.

“Alright.”

Mu Jie cupped his hands and said seriously, “As for that swordsman, the Mu Family will also do our best to assist you, elder. But I have also studied that swordsman’s sword skill a bit, and it is indeed extraordinary.”

“Xue Chen of the Floating Blood Sword has Second Grade Cultivation, and Gao Zixing of the Five Directions Sword is also Second Grade. Both are renowned swordsmen in Jiangnan Dao, ranking ninety-seventh and sixty-third on the Dragon and Tiger List, respectively. This swordsman’s swordsmanship is completely different from these two, and I have never seen such a sword skill in Jiangnan Dao. This suggests that the person might not be from Jiangnan Dao.”

Mu Jie was also a swordsman and had once gone to the old Yuzhou prison to observe that sword skill, feeling deeply impressed.

He only knew that this person’s swordsmanship was extremely superb, but the exact sect or school he belonged to was unknown to him.

“It is indeed too strange. Tracking this person is extremely difficult, which is why I used such a third-rate provocation method to lure him out.”

Tieyun Mountain nodded. This swordsman seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and Jiang Sanjia had seemingly no acquaintances with such a person.

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Not to mention his strength, just his identity was already extremely mysterious.

If it were not for Jiang Sanjia, he would not even want to investigate this swordsman further.

Mu Jie laughed, “That swordsman must be afraid at heart, not daring to appear again. I’d bet he’s sneaking away from Jiangnan Dao now. Elder, you needn’t worry too much.”

“No, he certainly hasn’t left.”

Tieyun Mountain shook his head; his intuition told him that the man hadn’t gone.

“Oh? Why are you so certain, elder?” Mu Jie asked curiously.

“No… no good…”

At this moment, a member of the Cao Gang stumbled in.

“The ghost… the ghost… has come to kill.”

“What ghost?”

Mu Jie asked in confusion, “What’s going on?”

“Not good!”

Tieyun Mountain’s eyes condensed as he looked into the distance.

When that cold light rushed in, the bluestone slabs on the ground began to crack inch by inch, then spread to the table. The panicked gang member was pierced by the cold light and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Then that sword light continued to shoot forward, its target being Tieyun Mountain.

“Crack!”

Tieyun Mountain’s expression changed dramatically as he drew two arcs to block the cold light.

“He’s here!”

Under the moonlight, a figure slowly approached, its form blending into the moonlight and stone slabs as one, sword still sheathed but making people feel alarmed.

“That swordsman!”

Mu Jie looked at the figure ahead and took a deep breath.

Just standing there, he exuded an overwhelming aura.

A peerless swordsman!

This was a true peerless swordsman!

Mu Jie prided himself on having seen many experts, including those in the First Grade, but few gave him the feeling this swordsman did.

That confidence and sharp presence were unparalleled.

“Drip!”

“Drip!”

Tieyun Mountain’s grips on his twin blades were bleeding; this was caused by forcibly blocking the sword light just now.

“You’ve finally come.” Tieyun Mountain’s heart turned cold. Before seeing that sword light, he had thought that the swordsman was not his match.

Now, seeing the person, he felt that he had been too reckless.

“As you wished!” An Jing’s voice was calm and indifferent.

The moonlight slowly shone down, and Mu Jie next to him started to breathe heavily. In the face of their confrontation, he felt as though he was suffocating.

Who was Tieyun Mountain?

One of the seven Vajra of the Cao Gang, a notorious figure in Jianghu. His twin curved blades had killed many long-established experts.

Someone like him might have the potential to reach the First Grade in the future. In the absence of grandmasters, he could aspire to the summit of Jianghu experts.

Yet, the peerless swordsman in front of him stirred his emotions even more, making his thoughts turbulent.

Although Mu Jie was usually respected and revered as a prodigy, he still felt overwhelmed.

Was this the duel between masters?

Taking a deep breath, Mu Jie instinctively retreated backward, fearing he might get involved.

If Mu Jie was only bearing one-tenth of the pressure, Tieyun Mountain was bearing ten or even a hundred times more.

The mere clash of their auras made him realize that this swordsman was an unprecedented enemy, one whom his swift blades had no strategy to counter.

“Shouldn’t you at least announce your identity?” Tieyun Mountain asked in a low voice.

He was gathering his momentum.

An Jing smiled faintly, “I came specially, not to answer your irrelevant questions.”

“It seems I’m important to you,” Tieyun Mountain laughed heartily.

“You are only important because your absence is paramount,” An Jing said, shaking his head expressionlessly.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, as if the air had turned to ice.

Tieyun Mountain gripped his twin blades tightly.

An Jing didn’t speak further, as in his eyes, Tieyun Mountain was already a dead man, and he had little to say to the dead.

In the next moment!

Both of them moved. An Jing’s longsword danced like a dragon, striking straight at Tieyun Mountain’s throat.

But Tieyun Mountain’s curved blades were not famed for nothing. Having trained relentlessly for years, they were a part of his very bones and memory.

The curved blade is among the hardest to master, and wielding two is even more difficult. Few in Jianghu could dual-wield curved blades, and those who did were all masters.

Blades clashed with sword light, and the two exchanged dozens of moves rapidly.

Tieyun Mountain put forth all his effort, barely withstanding the incoming sword light.

Their figures flickered, moving so quickly that even Mu Jie, standing nearby, was amazed. Despite his Fourth Grade cultivation, he couldn’t keep up with their duel.

What did this signify?

It indicated that either could kill him with a single move.

Only one move was needed to pierce his throat and end his life!

Before long, beads of sweat dotted Tieyun Mountain’s forehead. He felt completely suppressed and had to use his full strength.

Thinking of this, he turned his twin blades, shaping them like a full moon.

“Swish! Swish!”

Two arcs of blade light shone, mirroring the full moon in the sky.

Full Moon Curved Blades! Unmatched Full Moon!

The blade light wasn’t fast, but by the time you reacted, it would be cascading down on you like moonlight.