39: Chapter 39 A single leaf! Cutting through a mountain range!

Inside the thatched cottage, Su Changge's back was already soaked.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead, dripping onto the ground.

"Scare him away... how can I scare away a Nascent Soul Old Monster?"

His brain was working at overload, every thought leading to a dead end.

Activate special effects directly? No, the commotion would be too great. If it were discovered to be an illusion, he would die even faster.

Use a prop? That garment that could block a Nascent Soul strike was a tortoise shell, not a blade.

"Do I really have to go out there as a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator and go head-to-head with him?"

"A single breath from him could blow me to death eight hundred times over!"

The feeling of despair was like a tide, drowning him inch by inch.

Su Changge paced back and forth restlessly in the small hut, his eyes scanning everything in the room, trying to grasp at a straw.

Tables, chairs, water cups... these were all old tricks he had already used; using them again would expose him.

Suddenly, his gaze passed through the window lattice and fixed on the solitary parasol tree outside the courtyard.

A mountain breeze blew past.

A withered, yellow leaf spun and drifted slowly down.

Su Changge's footsteps halted.

A glint of inspiration suddenly burst into his eyes.

Got it!

A brilliant idea that could both maintain his aura and issue a fatal warning took shape in his mind.

He forcibly suppressed his wildly beating heart, making his voice steady, even carrying a hint of the languor of someone long accustomed to a high position.

"Qingyao."

Outside the door, Ye Qingyao's body trembled.

"Disciple is here."

"Go, go to that parasol tree in the courtyard and pick a leaf."

Su Changge's voice was very soft, as if he were speaking of an inconsequential trifle, yet it carried an indisputable indifference.

Ye Qingyao was stunned.

Pick a leaf?

What was the deeper meaning behind Revered Master's action?

She dared not speculate, let alone ask more.

Out of a near-blind trust in her Revered Master, she respectfully replied, "Yes, Revered Master."

She walked under the parasol tree in the courtyard.

Looking up, the branches were lush with leaves, a mix of green and yellow.

Which one to pick?

In Ye Qingyao's eyes, every instruction from her Revered Master secretly aligned with the Heavenly Dao and contained supreme mystery.

This leaf was definitely not ordinary.

"Revered Master's actions have always been about the simplicity of the Great Dao, Return to Simplicity..."

She whispered to herself.

"Perhaps the most ordinary one is the most fitting for Revered Master's state of mind."

Having figured this out, she casually plucked an ordinary parasol leaf with slightly yellowed edges from the lowest branch.

"Revered Master, what next?"

She held the leaf in both hands, standing respectfully outside the door.

Inside the room, Su Changge adjusted his breathing and spoke in an even more ethereal tone.

"Throw this leaf down the mountain."

"Tell that person at the foot of the mountain that those with different Daos cannot work together."

"The fate has not yet arrived; let him go."

These words were vague and mysterious, maximizing his aura.

It was a rejection, yet it gave the other party a way out, fully displaying the indifference and majesty of a "Revered Master".

Perfect!

Su Changge broke into a cold sweat internally.

"Yes, Revered Master."

Ye Qingyao still did not understand the meaning, but that did not hinder her from resolutely executing it.

She arrived at the edge of the cliff on Changge Peak.

The mountain wind blew up her white sleeves, making her look like an immortal ready to ride the wind away at any moment.

She looked at the humbly bowing figure at the foot of the mountain, as well as the Sect Elders and Disciples in the distance, ready for action.

Then, she casually tossed the parasol leaf in her hand toward the direction of the foot of the mountain.

That withered, yellow leaf spun in the air and drifted slowly down.

At the very instant the leaf left her hand—

[Ding! Detected that the Host is performing an ultra-high difficulty intimidation!]

[Matching the top-tier special effect for the current scene... Matching successful!]

[Special Effect: World Tree Leaf Sword, activated!]

At the foot of the mountain, Elder Xuehe was devoutly waiting for the "Dharma Decree" from the mountain.

He saw it.

That stunningly beautiful girl in white as snow appeared at the edge of the cliff.

She threw a leaf in his direction.

His pupils constricted suddenly.

That Senior's response had arrived!

He immediately looked up, focusing all his Divine Thought, wanting to pry into the supreme Dao Rhyme contained within that leaf.

The next second.

The solemnity on his face was instantly replaced by an extreme, indescribable horror!

In his Divine Thought perception, what was drifting down was no parasol leaf!

It was a sword!

A jade-green supreme divine sword, condensed from the entire world as the sword embryo!

The veins on the leaf were clearly the most fundamental Law chains of heaven and earth, the Great Dao scriptures that constituted the world!

The sharpness radiating from the leaf's edge caused even space itself to emit a cry of unbearable burden before it!

A crisis of death, originating from his Divine Soul Origin, which he could neither resist nor understand, instantly enveloped him!

His Nascent Soul was trembling and wailing madly within his Purple Mansion, on the verge of collapse!

"No... no!"

Elder Xuehe's courage was completely torn to shreds; he thought this "sword" had come to slay him!

He wanted to flee!

But his body, along with the surrounding space, was firmly locked by that terrifying, boundless "Sword Intent", and he couldn't even move a finger!

He could only watch helplessly as that "Leaf of Death" got closer and closer to him!

However, the leaf did not fly toward him.

It traced a mysterious and unfathomable arc in mid-air, bypassing Changge Peak and the entire Taixuan Sect.

Then, at a speed that transcended light and the limits of his thinking, it shot off into the distance, beyond the Taixuan Sect mountain range, toward a desolate mountain range stretching for hundreds of miles!

"Swish—"

A sound of breaking through the air, so faint it could almost be ignored.

Immediately after.

Under the completely frozen gazes of Elder Xuehe, Sect Master, and all the Taixuan Sect Disciples and Elders.

That desolate mountain range in the distance, stretching for hundreds of miles and known for its hardness, was silently split in two right down the middle!

A terrifying, bottomless, mirror-smooth canyon appeared out of thin air!

The entire process had no earth-shattering explosions, no heaven-destroying momentum.

There was only a kind of absolute "cutting" that was silent and subtle, yet extremely domineering!

It was as if that mountain range had never been a whole, but had just been gently separated by an invisible hand.

Dead silence.

Between heaven and earth, there was an absolute dead silence.

Elder Xuehe stood there blankly.

He looked at the huge mountain range in the distance that had been neatly sliced open, and then at the "leaf" that, having completed its "mission", was slowly turning into specks of emerald light and dissipating in the air.

His legs began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

With a "thud".

This notorious Nascent Soul Old Monster's knees went weak, and he actually knelt directly on the ground, cold sweat soaking his entire body.