“But that is not my All in One Sword.”
What did this statement mean?
Jing Jiu had just admitted that what Jian Xilai comprehended and learned was the essence of the All in One Sword passed down from the founding grandmasters; why did he make such a statement now?
It was deathly quiet on the long street, and so was the sky. The rainfall halted and the clouds ceased moving, and the people didn’t even dare to breathe.
Was it possible that Jing Jiu’s sword work had already surpassed the founding grandmasters of the Green Mountain Sect? Or at least he thought so?
The Elder Sun felt it absurd and attempted to laugh, but he restrained himself from doing it. It was because he was the Immortal Jing Yang and Peng Lang showed a great deal of awe and respect in his eyes.
Jian Xilai didn’t laugh either. He looked at the countless raindrops halting in heaven and earth with squinting eyes.
The raindrops were actually moving slowly, changing their directions and angles at an exceedingly slow pace, but it remained unclear when this slow movement would stop all together.
“The All in One Sword comprehended by the founding grandmasters is very difficult to achieve though it sounds rather simple; but I’m still not satisfied.”
Jing Jiu came before the rubble of the antique shop.
A great many raindrops broke into pieces when he bumped into them, but they were still hovering in midair.
“The sword work I’m pursuing is to make all the objects as one sword rather than to use everything as a sword.”
Jing Jiu came before Jian Xilai and raised his right hand.
As he made this move, a pair of chopsticks that had dropped under the table in a restaurant on the second floor one thousand feet away drifted up in the air, aiming at the street.
The halted wind seemed to face a certain direction, and the strands of clouds pulled out by the raindrops seemed to face a certain direction as well.
The raindrops in the air had all ceased moving; and the golden leaves and beans had all pointed their sharpest ends toward Jian Xilai on the long street.
The broken swords in Peng Lang’s hands and on Zhao Layue’s waist and all the swords around the street had an intention of flying out even though none of them had moved.
Everything could be a sword if it had a sharp end.
Even if it had no shape and existence, it was still a sword as long as it could leave a track in the air.
Like what Jian Xilai had done, everything could be used as a sword.
However, at the moment all the object in the world seemed to have become a complete entity rather than the individual swords.
The raindrops and the swords were mingling harmoniously without any resistance from the sword wills, and so were the cloud strands and the gaps.
All the objects in the world were heaven and earth.
They were all contained in one sword.
Since everyone could only exist in heaven and earth, they were inevitably also in this sword.
Who could evade the sword?
…
…
Looking at the raindrops filling the air and the swords throughout heaven and earth, Jian Xilai remained silent for a long time, his face a bit pale.
“This is not a sword,” he said to Jing Jiu earnestly after pulling back his gaze.
As a Cultivation practitioner in such a high state, he had no intention of playing unfairly like what a little child or Zhuo Rusui would do. But what did he mean by that?
“This is a sword formation.”
Jian Xilai added, “It’s like the Sword Formation of Green Mountain, but they’re all combined together.”
“It makes sense,” said Jing Jiu.
The Snow Girl led the swords of Green Mountain killing the Fairy Lady Bai Ren the other night by employing the Inherited Heaven Sword style.
In other words, she made use of her extraordinary Cultivation state and unimaginably powerful prowess to have turned the swords into a sword formation of Green Mountain.
Jing Jiu was doing a similar thing. However, he used all the objects in the world to create the sword formation; as such, the size of the formation was gigantic beyond imagination.
“What is the name of this sword formation?” asked Jian Xilai sentimentally.
Jing Jiu was not good at giving names.
The names of Yuan Qü and his sword were the proofs.
And he was also very lazy.
“It can be called the Sword Formation of All in One,” said he, after some thought.
…
…
All the objects in heaven and earth were one sword.
As a result, the Sword Formation of All in One contained everything in heaven and earth.
The whole of Chaotian was a formidable sword will.
Yet, the sword will was too extraordinary and distant to be perceived by the mortals and other lifeforms.
The Young Zen Master stood up from the doorsill as he sensed the hidden sword wills in the red cliff, feeling a tingle on his head.
In the next moment, he sensed a peculiar phenomenon in the snowland; the never-melting snow had seemingly generated some sword wills.
He looked at the lonely icy peak in the deepest part of the snowland with an excited expectancy. He received the spiritual awareness of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom.
The spiritual awareness was exceedingly powerful because its owner was the being of the highest form in Chaotian. However, it was a bit cautious and uneasy this time, lacking the arrogance and supremacy her kind had normally demonstrated in the past tens of thousands of years.
“My goodness,” muttered the Young Zen Master, “it turns out that you can fear something too.”
The ubiquitous sword wills could be sensed in the Underworld as well.
The large Buddha who was holding up the lava in the sky perceived them with his eyes closed.
Bu Qiuxiao who was atop the lava looked in the direction of Dayuan City, with a faint smile on the curled corners of his mouth.
After a long while, the large Buddha opened his eyes slowly, announcing with his deep and hoarse voice, which sounded like a loud bell.
“The Immortal is going to leave the world!”
The Drifter still didn’t receive enough respect even though she had the Seal of the Underworld Emperor. She smiled banally at the green leaf growing on the colorless tree day in and day out.
All of a sudden, she sensed the sword will inside the green leaf, her eyes beaming brightly. She flew to the sky without hesitation.
The chancellors and swordsmen of the Underworld royal palace thought their emperor must feel bored and wanted to go and talk to the Broadsword King in the sky. When they found their emperor flew toward the Heavenly Well, they yelled alarmingly in unison, “Please don’t, Your Majesty!”
Though she was the favorite personal disciple of the Immortal Sect Master of Green Mountain, they couldn’t trust the humans since they were very cunning and sinister.
Even though the Immortal Jing Yang was awake, how could he protect their emperor when all the swordsmen of the human world attacked her all at once?
The Drifter didn’t pay any attention to these chancellors and disappeared into the Heavenly Well. Her crisp and arrogant voice echoed throughout the Underworld.
“My Teacher is unequaled in the world!”
“No, my Teacher is the strongest swordsman since ancient times!”
“No one dares to offend me!”
…
…
She was right. Back when the Immortal Taiping invited the former Underworld Emperor to the human world, the latter was imprisoned in the Fiend Prison in Zhaoge City. The main reason for the outcome was that the Immortal Taiping was not powerful enough at the time.
The Immortal Taiping was an outstanding figure in Chaotian after the Plum Meeting, but he was still not strong enough to be unrivaled in the world.
Jing Jiu, who was standing amid the raindrops that day, was however fitting for this title.
“I don’t believe that the founding grandmasters hadn’t thought of this. But they hadn’t achieved it because they were also in heaven and earth. I wonder why you’re different from them.”
Jian Xilai implored Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu said, “The founding grandmasters regarded the All in One Sword as a tool and servant; but I’m different. I regard it as my partner and student.”
Hearing this, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui glanced at Ping Yongjia once as they thought of the two futons in that manor cave.
Jian Xilai had figured out the outcome of the fight the moment the dilapidated sword boat of the No-Mercy Sect was destroyed.
It was because Jing Jiu still had enough energy to retrieve his sword at the time.
Jian Xilai wanted to witness how Jing Jiu was to take down his All in One Sword.
Now that he had witnessed it, he had no choice but to admit his defeat.
Yet, he didn’t feel disappointed since he had witnessed such an extraordinary sword work and heard Jing Jiu’s explanation.
What he was disappointed in was the fact that he still didn’t have an heir.
He was not sure if the Foggy Island would produce someone like himself.
Or someone like this youth.
Looking at Peng Lang, Jian Xilai sighed regretfully.
“Shisui, come here.”
Jing Jiu suddenly called toward one end of the street.
The sword wills that had insulated the long street from the human world vanished as the fight was over.
Liu Shisui had no idea why his Young Master called him. He hastened to come over while scratching his head.
Jing Jiu said, “His former name was Liu Baogeng. He was almost drowned when he was a little kid in the underground river. But fortunately, he met me.”
Jian Xilai of course knew Liu Shisui.
This disciple of Green Mountain was the main reason why his Young Brother Xiwang Sun died and the Cloud Platform was destroyed.
He vaguely guessed Jing Jiu’s intention. “You call it ‘fortunate’?” he pressed while frowning.
“Yes, his most outstanding talent is his good fortune. Of course, this could be a talent I have bestowed onto him, similar to He Zhan’s.”
Jing Jiu continued, “His talent is really excellent; he has a steadfast temperament and has learned a wide range of sword styles, like your Tide Sword style. What do you think?”
…
…
The conversation was heard by everybody after it passed through many layers of curtain-like raindrops. All of the listeners were shocked.
“He is playing favoritism!” Zhuo Rusui patted on Yuan Qü’s shoulder, exclaiming, “Don’t you feel upset?”
Yuan Qü replied helplessly, “I’m only a junior; it’s not my right to feel upset.”
Jing Jiu introduced Liu Shisui as Jian Xilai’s heir. It was a shocking act by itself, but it was not as shocking as another fact.
It meant that Jing Jiu would not kill Jian Xilai because it would take a long time for Jian Xilai to teach Liu Shisui his sword work.
“Why don’t you kill me?” asked Jian Xilai.
Jing Jiu returned, “Why should I kill you?”
“It’s really redundant to ask,” said Jian Xilai.
Having said that, he turned around and disappeared into the midst of the raindrops, making a last statement.
“You seek me out after he leaves.”
This statement was obviously targeted at Liu Shisui; but…who was to leave?
“I’m leaving.”
Jing Jiu flew up into the sky, his cloth giving off a few sword lights.
One sword light encountered a raindrop.
Pah!!!
The halted raindrops all fell down.
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“But that is not my All in One Sword.”
What did this statement mean?
Jing Jiu had just admitted that what Jian Xilai comprehended and learned was the essence of the All in One Sword passed down from the founding grandmasters; why did he make such a statement now?
It was deathly quiet on the long street, and so was the sky. The rainfall halted and the clouds ceased moving, and the people didn’t even dare to breathe.
Was it possible that Jing Jiu’s sword work had already surpassed the founding grandmasters of the Green Mountain Sect? Or at least he thought so?
The Elder Sun felt it absurd and attempted to laugh, but he restrained himself from doing it. It was because he was the Immortal Jing Yang and Peng Lang showed a great deal of awe and respect in his eyes.
Jian Xilai didn’t laugh either. He looked at the countless raindrops halting in heaven and earth with squinting eyes.
The raindrops were actually moving slowly, changing their directions and angles at an exceedingly slow pace, but it remained unclear when this slow movement would stop all together.
“The All in One Sword comprehended by the founding grandmasters is very difficult to achieve though it sounds rather simple; but I’m still not satisfied.”
Jing Jiu came before the rubble of the antique shop.
A great many raindrops broke into pieces when he bumped into them, but they were still hovering in midair.
“The sword work I’m pursuing is to make all the objects as one sword rather than to use everything as a sword.”
Jing Jiu came before Jian Xilai and raised his right hand.
As he made this move, a pair of chopsticks that had dropped under the table in a restaurant on the second floor one thousand feet away drifted up in the air, aiming at the street.
The halted wind seemed to face a certain direction, and the strands of clouds pulled out by the raindrops seemed to face a certain direction as well.
The raindrops in the air had all ceased moving; and the golden leaves and beans had all pointed their sharpest ends toward Jian Xilai on the long street.
The broken swords in Peng Lang’s hands and on Zhao Layue’s waist and all the swords around the street had an intention of flying out even though none of them had moved.
Everything could be a sword if it had a sharp end.
Even if it had no shape and existence, it was still a sword as long as it could leave a track in the air.
Like what Jian Xilai had done, everything could be used as a sword.
However, at the moment all the object in the world seemed to have become a complete entity rather than the individual swords.
The raindrops and the swords were mingling harmoniously without any resistance from the sword wills, and so were the cloud strands and the gaps.
All the objects in the world were heaven and earth.
They were all contained in one sword.
Since everyone could only exist in heaven and earth, they were inevitably also in this sword.
Who could evade the sword?
…
…
Looking at the raindrops filling the air and the swords throughout heaven and earth, Jian Xilai remained silent for a long time, his face a bit pale.
“This is not a sword,” he said to Jing Jiu earnestly after pulling back his gaze.
As a Cultivation practitioner in such a high state, he had no intention of playing unfairly like what a little child or Zhuo Rusui would do. But what did he mean by that?
“This is a sword formation.”
Jian Xilai added, “It’s like the Sword Formation of Green Mountain, but they’re all combined together.”
“It makes sense,” said Jing Jiu.
The Snow Girl led the swords of Green Mountain killing the Fairy Lady Bai Ren the other night by employing the Inherited Heaven Sword style.
In other words, she made use of her extraordinary Cultivation state and unimaginably powerful prowess to have turned the swords into a sword formation of Green Mountain.
Jing Jiu was doing a similar thing. However, he used all the objects in the world to create the sword formation; as such, the size of the formation was gigantic beyond imagination.
“What is the name of this sword formation?” asked Jian Xilai sentimentally.
Jing Jiu was not good at giving names.
The names of Yuan Qü and his sword were the proofs.
And he was also very lazy.
“It can be called the Sword Formation of All in One,” said he, after some thought.
…
…
All the objects in heaven and earth were one sword.
As a result, the Sword Formation of All in One contained everything in heaven and earth.
The whole of Chaotian was a formidable sword will.
Yet, the sword will was too extraordinary and distant to be perceived by the mortals and other lifeforms.
The Young Zen Master stood up from the doorsill as he sensed the hidden sword wills in the red cliff, feeling a tingle on his head.
In the next moment, he sensed a peculiar phenomenon in the snowland; the never-melting snow had seemingly generated some sword wills.
He looked at the lonely icy peak in the deepest part of the snowland with an excited expectancy. He received the spiritual awareness of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom.
The spiritual awareness was exceedingly powerful because its owner was the being of the highest form in Chaotian. However, it was a bit cautious and uneasy this time, lacking the arrogance and supremacy her kind had normally demonstrated in the past tens of thousands of years.
“My goodness,” muttered the Young Zen Master, “it turns out that you can fear something too.”
The ubiquitous sword wills could be sensed in the Underworld as well.
The large Buddha who was holding up the lava in the sky perceived them with his eyes closed.
Bu Qiuxiao who was atop the lava looked in the direction of Dayuan City, with a faint smile on the curled corners of his mouth.
After a long while, the large Buddha opened his eyes slowly, announcing with his deep and hoarse voice, which sounded like a loud bell.
“The Immortal is going to leave the world!”
The Drifter still didn’t receive enough respect even though she had the Seal of the Underworld Emperor. She smiled banally at the green leaf growing on the colorless tree day in and day out.
All of a sudden, she sensed the sword will inside the green leaf, her eyes beaming brightly. She flew to the sky without hesitation.
The chancellors and swordsmen of the Underworld royal palace thought their emperor must feel bored and wanted to go and talk to the Broadsword King in the sky. When they found their emperor flew toward the Heavenly Well, they yelled alarmingly in unison, “Please don’t, Your Majesty!”
Though she was the favorite personal disciple of the Immortal Sect Master of Green Mountain, they couldn’t trust the humans since they were very cunning and sinister.
Even though the Immortal Jing Yang was awake, how could he protect their emperor when all the swordsmen of the human world attacked her all at once?
The Drifter didn’t pay any attention to these chancellors and disappeared into the Heavenly Well. Her crisp and arrogant voice echoed throughout the Underworld.
“My Teacher is unequaled in the world!”
“No, my Teacher is the strongest swordsman since ancient times!”
“No one dares to offend me!”
…
…
She was right. Back when the Immortal Taiping invited the former Underworld Emperor to the human world, the latter was imprisoned in the Fiend Prison in Zhaoge City. The main reason for the outcome was that the Immortal Taiping was not powerful enough at the time.
The Immortal Taiping was an outstanding figure in Chaotian after the Plum Meeting, but he was still not strong enough to be unrivaled in the world.
Jing Jiu, who was standing amid the raindrops that day, was however fitting for this title.
“I don’t believe that the founding grandmasters hadn’t thought of this. But they hadn’t achieved it because they were also in heaven and earth. I wonder why you’re different from them.”
Jian Xilai implored Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu said, “The founding grandmasters regarded the All in One Sword as a tool and servant; but I’m different. I regard it as my partner and student.”
Hearing this, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui glanced at Ping Yongjia once as they thought of the two futons in that manor cave.
Jian Xilai had figured out the outcome of the fight the moment the dilapidated sword boat of the No-Mercy Sect was destroyed.
It was because Jing Jiu still had enough energy to retrieve his sword at the time.
Jian Xilai wanted to witness how Jing Jiu was to take down his All in One Sword.
Now that he had witnessed it, he had no choice but to admit his defeat.
Yet, he didn’t feel disappointed since he had witnessed such an extraordinary sword work and heard Jing Jiu’s explanation.
What he was disappointed in was the fact that he still didn’t have an heir.
He was not sure if the Foggy Island would produce someone like himself.
Or someone like this youth.
Looking at Peng Lang, Jian Xilai sighed regretfully.
“Shisui, come here.”
Jing Jiu suddenly called toward one end of the street.
The sword wills that had insulated the long street from the human world vanished as the fight was over.
Liu Shisui had no idea why his Young Master called him. He hastened to come over while scratching his head.
Jing Jiu said, “His former name was Liu Baogeng. He was almost drowned when he was a little kid in the underground river. But fortunately, he met me.”
Jian Xilai of course knew Liu Shisui.
This disciple of Green Mountain was the main reason why his Young Brother Xiwang Sun died and the Cloud Platform was destroyed.
He vaguely guessed Jing Jiu’s intention. “You call it ‘fortunate’?” he pressed while frowning.
“Yes, his most outstanding talent is his good fortune. Of course, this could be a talent I have bestowed onto him, similar to He Zhan’s.”
Jing Jiu continued, “His talent is really excellent; he has a steadfast temperament and has learned a wide range of sword styles, like your Tide Sword style. What do you think?”
…
…
The conversation was heard by everybody after it passed through many layers of curtain-like raindrops. All of the listeners were shocked.
“He is playing favoritism!” Zhuo Rusui patted on Yuan Qü’s shoulder, exclaiming, “Don’t you feel upset?”
Yuan Qü replied helplessly, “I’m only a junior; it’s not my right to feel upset.”
Jing Jiu introduced Liu Shisui as Jian Xilai’s heir. It was a shocking act by itself, but it was not as shocking as another fact.
It meant that Jing Jiu would not kill Jian Xilai because it would take a long time for Jian Xilai to teach Liu Shisui his sword work.
“Why don’t you kill me?” asked Jian Xilai.
Jing Jiu returned, “Why should I kill you?”
“It’s really redundant to ask,” said Jian Xilai.
Having said that, he turned around and disappeared into the midst of the raindrops, making a last statement.
“You seek me out after he leaves.”
This statement was obviously targeted at Liu Shisui; but…who was to leave?
“I’m leaving.”
Jing Jiu flew up into the sky, his cloth giving off a few sword lights.
One sword light encountered a raindrop.
Pah!!!
The halted raindrops all fell down.
If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know so we can fix it as soon as possible.
