Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses - Chapter 66

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: The Sword That Fell from the Sky

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On the Heavenly Repair Platform, tens of thousands of disciples knelt, blood runes surged beneath their feet, transforming into wisps of blood energy that coiled around their bodies.

“Elder, I am not a demonic infiltrator!”

“You are the demon! Traitor! You will die a horrible death!”

“Ridiculous, so many demon spies, what a grand joke, I never thought the Supreme Sect could be so dark, and they claim to be the number one righteous sect of Taicang, hahaha, it won’t be long before the Taicang Dynasty is annihilated too!”

“Chu Xian, even if I die, I won’t let you go even as a ghost!”

“Such actions, do you not fear the wrath of gods and men, and the retribution that follows?”

Crying, begging, cursing, all kinds of sounds filled the Outer Gate City.

In the center of the Heavenly Repair Platform, within the stone pillars, grooves began to fill with blood from the bottom up, as if veins were flooding, a scene of eerie horror.

Rolling dark clouds surged in from all directions, rapidly covering the sky above the Outer Gate City, plunging the city into darkness.

A faint golden light shield emitted from the Demon Suppressing Umbrella began to manifest, enveloping the entire city; those disciples not on the Heavenly Repair Platform tried to flee but could not break through.

Ye Lan trembled, trying to stand up, but she couldn’t. Feeling her Spiritual Power being drained away, her eyes were full of terror and despair.

Su Han and Zhen Qin beside her were in the same state, unable to speak, only able to wait in hopelessness for death to come.

In the distance.

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Inside the pavilion.

A hunchbacked old man gazed at the figure of Chu Xian, his face heavy, saying: “I never expected him to become this powerful, the talent of the Supreme Sect is truly extraordinary, how many years has it been…”

Jiang Qiong’s eyes also showed signs of fear; merely facing the pressure from Chu Xian, she dared not act rashly, the gap was too vast.

“I see, the legendary Heaven and Earth Nirvana Array…”

Jiang Qiong muttered to herself. Hearing this, the hunchbacked old man looked at her, saying: “Mistress, this array is likely to threaten us, we should withdraw immediately.”

Jiang Qiong nodded, her target was not Chu Xian, his appearance was unexpected, especially the Heaven and Earth Nirvana Array, which had a great impact on her.

The two immediately turned around, preparing to leave the Outer Gate City.

Boom——

Thunder rolled through the dark clouds in the sky, like a roaring Heavenly God, oppressive and loud.

Chu Xian looked up, his expression calm, after just a glance, his gaze returned to the city.

Looking at the tens of thousands of struggling disciples below, his eyes showed a trace of compassion.

“For the eternal prosperity of the Supreme Sect, making a sacrifice is not in vain for your lifetime of cultivation.”

He muttered, seeming to comfort himself, the compassion in his eyes gradually disappeared, his gaze becoming indifferent.

He raised his hand, grabbing the Demon Suppressing Umbrella, preparing to increase the force and refine the cultivation of all the disciples on the platform in one go.

Ye Lan was already lying on the ground, she painfully raised her eyes to look, under the billowing thunderclouds, Chu Xian’s figure was so terrifying.

But at that moment, she saw not Chu Xian, but another figure.

She worried that Gu An wouldn’t escape this calamity.

Regret filled her heart, she should have sought Gu An yesterday, to let him leave the Supreme Sect early.

Today’s actions were against the heavens and humanity, Chu Xian would surely kill all the servant disciples belonging to this Outer Gate City.

More and more blood-colored runes covered her body, like chains, pulling her tightly, as if they wanted to drag her into the ground. An unprecedented exhaustion surged toward her like a raging tide, her eyelids trembling as they shut.

The White Spirit Sword at her waist continued to tremble, seemingly anxious for its master.

Just then.

Ye Lan seemed to feel something, instinctively opening her eyes, sunlight shone on her face. Not only her, the other tormented disciples also opened their eyes because the sky suddenly brightened.

The bloodied Lu Jiujia could only look at the sky with his remaining vision; under his gaze, the rolling thunderclouds above had been dispersed, from the cloud waves at the horizon, it was obvious they had been driven away by some powerful force.

Jiang Qiong and the hunchbacked old man, who were quickly moving through the streets, saw it more clearly, they turned to look and then stopped.

Above the Demon Suppressing Umbrella, outside the faint golden light shield, a sword hovered; the sword was enveloped in Sword Qi, obscuring its blade, but it was evident it was a long, slender sword.

Chu Xian raised his head, moving the Demon Suppressing Umbrella, his brows furrowed.

“Who?”

His voice echoed, with a hint of tension.

That single word brought hope to everyone in the city, those trapped on the Heavenly Repair Platform showing looks full of hope.

Boom!

A formidable Sword Intent burst from the sword shadow in the sky, crushing the faint golden light shield over the entire city in an instant.

Chu Xian’s expression changed dramatically, he immediately channeled Spiritual Power into the Demon Suppressing Umbrella, which shook violently, releasing a powerful force to counter the Sword Qi.

“Combine…”

Chu Xian’s eyes widened, just as he uttered a syllable, the sword shadow plummeted with overwhelming dominance, scattering the vast power of the Demon Suppressing Umbrella, shattering it, and piercing through his body.

Like a falling star!

The sword shadow descended, landing on the Heavenly Repair Platform, its blade embedding in the stone, vibrating incessantly. The formidable Sword Intent burst forth, scattering all the blood-colored runes on the platform, shattering the massive stone pillar instantaneously.

The Sword Intent swept past Ye Lan’s body, causing her robes to flutter, giving her a sense of awakening from a nightmare.

Su Han and Zhen Qin felt the same, they quickly stood up.

More and more disciples broke free from their restraints, standing up and turning to look at the sword shadow in the center of the platform. To them, the sword was not fearful, for it had saved their lives.

Someone looked up to see Chu Xian still floating in the air, holding the umbrella handle of the Demon Suppressing Umbrella, his body trembling, blood pouring from his seven orifices uncontrollably.

“Why…”

Chu Xian stammered, but before he could finish, his body erupted in bursts of sword light, soon turning to ashes, not even his Primordial Spirit escaping.

The sky followed with a dim yellow light, as if dusk had arrived.

“How is this possible… He was in the Void Crossing Realm…”

The hunchbacked old man’s eyes widened, his tone filled with terror.

Jiang Qiong’s composure also faltered, Chu Xian already surpassed the Divinity Transformation Realm, what level of cultivation was needed to slay Chu Xian with a single sword?

Following her gaze, a pillar of energy fell from the sky, connecting to the Heavenly Repair Platform, seemingly splitting the entire world in two.

That was Sword Qi!

In this world, such a Sword Cultivator had been born…

At that moment, Jiang Qiong felt very insignificant, also very mediocre, the century of injury seemed to have eliminated her from the Immortal Cultivation World.

Meanwhile.

The Third Medicine Valley.

Under a large tree, Elder Tian gazed towards the direction of the Outer Gate City, even from a great distance, he saw the pillar of Sword Qi above the Heavenly Repair Platform.

“Unification…”

Elder Tian muttered, his voice heard only by himself.

On the mountain top at the edge of the Medicine Valley, Ye Yan stood against the wind, a strong gust suddenly blew, pulling his robes backward, he held a long spear, his posture as steady as a pine, unmoved.

He squinted, looking at the pillar of Sword Qi in the distance, filled with wonder.

Dozens of miles away.

Shen Zhen stood on a cliff, behind her was the entrance to her cave, the wind blew her black robes and veil, revealing the lower half of her face intermittently.

In her pupils reflected the pillar of Sword Qi, her eyes full of curiosity.

Supreme Sect still hid such Sword Cultivators!

She couldn’t help but think of the Flying Leaf Sword Immortal, plucking leaves and killing Nascent Souls, how high was his realm, no one knew, not even who he truly was.

…

Ye Lan stood at the edge of the Heavenly Repair Platform, in front of her were tens of thousands of disciples, she couldn’t see the sword shadow surrounded by the sea of people, but her eyes turned unconsciously to the White Spirit Sword at her waist.

The sword continued to tremble slightly.

Her eyes revealed a complex expression.

At that moment, the outer disciples stepped back, making a thunderous noise, Ye Lan’s attention was caught by a sharp sound.

It was the sound of the sword blade grinding against stone!

She immediately leapt, stepping on her Flying Sword, ascending into the sky, not only her, but tens of thousands of disciples did the same, scattering into the air, creating an immensely spectacular sight.

All who reached the sky widened their eyes, for they saw the sword shadow that had killed Chu Xian moving swiftly, the blade still embedded in the platform stone, sliding all the way, sparks flying, Sword Intent spreading.

Elder Liu Chang of the Book Collection Hall frowned deeply, reciting: “Righteous… Path…”

When the sword shadow finished carving the last stroke, it flew up, brushing past the heads of all disciples, disappearing into the horizon in an instant.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the Heavenly Repair Platform, at its center were two large characters engraved.

Righteous Path!

The strokes filled with vigor, exuding extreme sharpness and an aura of death!

Jiang Qiong and the hunchbacked old man also flew into the air, seeing those two characters, the two Demon Cultivators from the Thousand-Autumn Pavilion were also deeply shaken.

Taicang Righteous Path committing to demonic deeds, but ultimately stopped by a mysterious Sword Cultivator who left behind the two characters “Righteous Path”.

What did this signify?

The Supreme Sect might have its dark sides, but it also had Great Cultivators with a heart for justice!

Jiang Qiong always sneered at the name of the Righteous Path of the Supreme Sect, thinking the Supreme Sect was just deceiving the world, but now she suddenly felt the Supreme Sect might not be so contemptible.

…

Mystic Valley, within the pavilion.

Gu An sat at his desk, his brows slightly furrowed.

Someone had locked onto his Qinghong Sword, making it difficult for him to recall it directly.

He was using Sword Intent to control the sword, that earlier strike was no ordinary attack, it was a move from the Taicang Divine-Shocking Sword.

The Integration Realm Taicang Divine-Shocking Sword!

“Since you want to chase, fine, let them understand a sword hangs over their heads within the Supreme Sect.”

Gu An thought silently, then picked up a brush, preparing to see if he could multitask.

The Qinghong Sword was already over six thousand miles away from him, and the distance was rapidly increasing.

Above the sea of clouds, the Qinghong Sword wove rapidly, leaving a long trail of energy waves that extended to the edge of the sky.

Suddenly, the Qinghong Sword stopped, suspended above the clouds.

In less than three breaths, a golden light shot from the horizon, quickly arriving in front of the Qinghong Sword, within less than a hundred meters.

The golden light dispersed, revealing a man in a blue Daoist robe, holding a horsetail whisk, appearing immortal-like, only his expression was somewhat solemn.

“Who are you exactly, a Unification Realm Sword Cultivator unheard of within the Taicang Dynasty?” The Daoist robed man asked, his tone grave.