Chapter 305: Joy for Some, Sorrow for Others
Chapter 305: Joy for Some, Sorrow for Others
Xu Lian and the young man both possessed cultivation at the seventh stage of Origin Tracing. Their hearing was exceptionally sharp, allowing them to catch every word exchanged between their respective sword servants despite the great distance. This made their earlier exchange of compliments feel awkward, like two men politely exchanging pleasantries while their wives hurled insults at each other.
“Brother Xu, I apologize. My sword servant has always been this way – arrogant and overbearing.”
Regardless of the outcome of this battle, the young man didn’t wish to sour his relationship with Xu Lian. He knew that Xu Lian’s talent far surpassed his own, having reached the seventh stage of Origin Tracing in less than a century. Moreover, Xu Lian was blessed with the divine laws of divine kingdom. Even if he didn’t become the new Sword Emperor, his future achievements were boundless.
Once Xu Lian’s cultivation reached the higher ranks of Sagehood, he would be able to wield the divine laws of divine kingdom like the Goddess of Time. Even before ascending to the Supreme Realm, he could already possess the strength of a Supreme Being.
Facing someone with such boundless potential, the young man had no desire to offend him.
Xu Lian smiled faintly. “No harm done. My sword servant has been spoiled by me and speaks without restraint.”
The young man nodded. “Then let us begin our duel. The victor may continue forward.”
Xu Lian extended his left hand, gesturing for the young man to make the first move.
The young man did not hesitate. Facing a peerless genius like the Holy Son of Nine Heavens, he adopted a grave expression and unleashed his full strength without reservation. His sword qi surged out like an endless ocean, wave after wave crashing relentlessly towards Xu Lian.
Xu Lian countered with the Seal of Light Sword Wheel . If the young man’s sword qi was an ocean, then Xu Lian was an unshakable reef, unmoved by even the fiercest storms.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Amidst the cascading waves of sword qi, Xu Lian moved with his sword shielded by the Seal of Light Sword Wheel, breaking through the onslaught and advancing directly toward the young man.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Close-quarters combat erupted!
In an instant, the Sword of Destruction and Cang Yun’s sword collided countless times. Each spark from their collision burned gaping holes in space, leaving it riddled with scars.
BOOM!
With a thunderous explosion, the space itself collapsed.
The young man’s Cang Yun Sword was knocked from his grasp, and Xu Lian’s Sword of Destruction came to rest against the young man’s neck. A slight thrust forward would have decapitated him.
The young man quickly clasped his hands together and bowed deeply. “Brother Xu’s fighting skills are truly amazing. I admit defeat.”
The middle-aged woman stood pale and stunned. She hadn’t expected her master to lose so quickly and utterly to a rising star, failing to even last three breaths.
Huo Xin’er chuckled happily and looked at the middle-aged woman smugly. “I told you so.”
Xu Lian pulled back the Sword of Destruction, deciding not to deliver the killing blow.
The young man expressed his gratitude once more, summoning the Cang Yun Sword back into his hand. He frowned as he glanced at the middle-aged woman. “You should apologize to Brother Xu and his sword servant. Without Brother Xu’s mercy, I would have been dead by now.”
Xu Lian waved his hand dismissively. “No need to apologize. It’s understandable for a sword servant to hold unwavering faith in their master.”
The middle-aged woman returned to the young man’s side like a soulless husk.
The young man casually handed the Cang Yun Sword to her, instructing her to place it back into its case.
Her hands trembled as she took the sword, and her face twisted in a bitter smile as she gazed complexly at Huo Xin’er. “Do you know how I feel right now?”
Huo Xin’er furrowed her brows but remained silent.
The middle-aged woman laughed hysterically, her voice tinged with madness. “Just like you said, I am completely broken. I feel like the entire world has lost its color. Over sixteen hundred years of waiting and devotion have become nothing but an illusion. I have followed the wrong master. I’ve failed my family, and most importantly, I’ve failed myself.
“Huo Xin’er, I hope your master remains undefeated and becomes the new Sword Emperor, fulfilling your dreams.
“I envy you. Your master possesses unparalleled talent, is blessed with the divine laws, and has immense backing. Even if he doesn’t become the new Sword Emperor, the Sword Pavilion will still seek to ally with him. Your Huo Clan’s status within the Sword Pavilion will only increase. How I wish I had a master like yours!”
With that, she suddenly placed the Cang Yun Sword across her neck and forcefully slashed it with a resolute yet sorrowful gaze. Blood sprayed everywhere as her head fell, and her body plummeted into the air.
Huo Xin’er froze in shock.
Even Xu Lian was stunned for a moment. As an honorary disciple of the Sword Pavilion and the master of a sword servant, he couldn’t fully comprehend the depth of a sword servant’s feelings.
“How foolish! No matter how talented or powerful I am, there’s no such thing as eternal victory!” the young man muttered angrily.
He summoned back the Cang Yun Sword and crossed the space, leaving without so much as a glance at the woman’s corpse.
Xu Lian gently pulled Huo Xin’er into his arms, offering her comfort. His voice was soft and calming. “Whether I become the new Sword Emperor or not, don’t ever do anything so foolish, okay? In my eyes, the title of Sword Emperor means nothing. I don’t need to become the Sword Emperor to surpass him in the future!”
Huo Xin’er cuddled up to him obediently and giggled softly. “Thank you, Master, for taming me in the outskirts of Pingyang County. You’re the best master in the world. Don’t worry, I won’t be so foolish!
“As that woman said, you possess unparalleled talent, are blessed with the divine laws, and have the backing of the Divine Race, the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands, and the Thirteen Clans. Whether you become the Sword Emperor or not, the Sword Pavilion wouldn’t dare to offend you. Our Huo Clan’s status within the Pavilion will only continue to rise.”
Xu Lian nodded in agreement. “I’m glad you understand. As my wife, no matter what situation you find yourself in, you must always have faith in me.”
Huo Xin’er looked at the woman’s body falling into the molten lava of Qifeng Mountain and sighed softly. “She is pitiful. Over sixteen hundred years of hope and devotion come to nothing. This is the fate of most sword servants. Only a few can laugh until the end.”
Xu Lian flicked her upturned nose affectionately. “You are one of those few.”
Huo Xin’er said, “I want to collect her remains and take them back to the Sword Pavilion so that her family knows that she served her master faithfully and earned his favor. She didn’t fail her family – it was just bad luck that her master lost, and she chose to die for her sword”.
Xu Lian nodded in agreement. “Go ahead and collect her remains. After all, as a sword servant, she was your senior. Even though she failed, she deserves respect.”
Huo Xin’er went down to Qifeng Mountain. Unable to carry the body conveniently, she waited as the lava slowly incinerated it, then collected the ashes into a small jade urn.
“Let’s go.”
Accompanied by Huo Xin’er, Yun Conglong, and Feng Conghu, Xu Lian crossed the space and set off toward the next battle.