29: Chapter 29 The Heavenly Dragon Garden's Chief Admits Defeat, and I Comprehend the Myriad Swords Technique

"Hoho, this old monk admits defeat!"

He had originally expected his next Move to stir up a massive wave.

But to his surprise, the old monk across from him seemed to have some level of restraint.

Whatever his internal considerations might have been...

This old monk actually conceded quite readily.

However, in the next moment, he slowly handed the Sikhin staff in his hand over to Master Ma.

"Junior Brother, this was originally yours. Take it back!"

The old monk was quite interesting.

Just a moment ago, they were at each other's throats, yet now he was acting with such sentiment and righteousness.

And Master Ma was also a man of iron character.

He hesitated for a moment, but quickly reached out his single arm to take it.

Then, he tossed it to Qin Mu, who was standing nearby.

"Muer, hold this for me!"

"Got it!"

Since Ye Xiu had taken his place in the arena...

On the scene, no one was more relaxed than this Cowherd Boy.

And just as everything settled...

A long-awaited System notification sounded in Ye Xiu's mind once again!

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for changing the Luck of the heavens and obtaining a new check-in opportunity!]

[Congratulations! You have comprehended the Mount Shu sword technique, the Ten Thousand Swords Art!]

*Hum!*

As the System prompt faded, Ye Xiu felt the noisy marketplace before him vanish instantly.

His entire consciousness was forcibly pulled into a vast, boundless Sea of Consciousness within the starry sky.

In the center of this Sea of Consciousness, a figure in white, whose face could not be clearly seen, stood proudly in the Void Realm, holding a long sword.

He didn't make many movements; he simply lifted a wine gourd from his waist and took a long, deep drink.

"Wine enters my heroic gut; seven parts brew into moonlight, and the remaining three roar into Sword Qi..."

That voice was wild and unrestrained, echoing through Ye Xiu's Divine Soul.

In the next instant, the long sword in the white-clothed figure's hand suddenly vibrated.

"Ten Thousand Swords Art, rise!"

*Clang!*

Initially, there was only one sword hovering in the air.

But immediately after, that sword seemed to undergo cellular division.

One begets two, two beget three, and three beget all things!

*Swish, swish, swish, swish!*

In just a single breath's time.

Ye Xiu watched in shock as the once-empty sky of his Sea of Consciousness was instantly filled with a dense mass of Flying Swords!

Thousands upon thousands, blotting out the sun!

Every sword emitted a cold, grim light, and every strand of Sword Qi was refined to the absolute limit.

They hovered high in the sky, their tips pointing downward in perfect unison.

Like a formation of a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, they brought a suffocating sense of pressure.

"Fall!"

As the figure waved a finger to command the swords...

The ten thousand Flying Swords hovering in the sky moved.

*Rumble!*

Those were no longer swords; they were light, they were rain, they were a torrent that destroyed everything!

Ten thousand swords fired at once, their sword light pouring down like a torrential storm!

It was 'indiscriminate carpet bombing' in the truest sense!

There were no subtle Move breakdowns, nor any tricky angles.

There was only pure quantity, pure coverage!

Under the baptism of this sky-covering sword rain, whether it was the towering peaks on the ground, the surging rivers, or the army of ten thousand demons...

All were pierced through, shredded, and razed to the ground in an instant!

Sword Qi traverses thirty thousand miles, one sword's light chills nineteen provinces!

This was the ultimate secret technique of the Mount Shu Sect—the Ten Thousand Swords Art!

It specifically cured all forms of defiance and countered all human-wave tactics!

"Whew..."

His consciousness returned to reality, and Ye Xiu snapped his eyes open.

Deep in his pupils, the terrifying scene of those ten thousand swords falling seemed to linger.

At the same time, the Lung Divine Treasury within his Dao Palace seemed to be summoned by this sword art, letting out an unprecedented cry of joy.

The White Tiger Gengjin Qi, which governed slaughter, surged wildly through his Meridians.

It was as if it couldn't wait to transform into that sky-covering sword rain and tear the enemies before him to shreds.

"What a fine Ten Thousand Swords Art..."

Ye Xiu clenched his fist, feeling the sword Dao runes deeply branded in his mind, a formidable wild laugh curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Before, I had to hack them one by one, which was quite tiring."

"Now that I have this Move..."

Just as everything seemed to reach Perfection...

A man ran over in a panic from not far away.

He kept shouting for help.

"Is there a midwife here?"

"My wife is about to give birth! Is there anyone who knows how to deliver a baby?"

Well then!

Seeing that dusk was approaching.

The people at the temple fair were also about to disperse.

He hadn't expected someone to come looking for a midwife at this time.

He really couldn't have picked a worse time.

And upon hearing where the man came from, most people shook their heads.

"I'm from Zhangzhuang Village, it's not far from here, I beg of you!"

"Oh, hasn't your village been unable to keep any children alive recently?"

Soon, someone familiar with the situation asked in a low voice.

It had been very strange recently.

In their small village, every newborn baby failed to survive the night.

It was as if there were some kind of curse.

Originally, Ye Xiu hadn't planned to get involved.

But Granny Si beside him seemed to have other ideas.

The woman first looked at the Cowherd Boy beside her, then at her own man.

She was likely thinking of the future when she would have children with Ye Xiu.

Si Youyou, still in her old woman persona, took a step forward and walked toward the young man to offer help in his time of need.

"I am from Canlao Village, I will go with you!"

While speaking, Granny Si shot a certain someone a meaningful glance.

Ye Xiu immediately understood.

"Granny, I'll go with you and give you a hand!"

This was truly a husband following his wife's lead!

According to the original plot, Grandpa Blind should have gone along.

But this involved staying overnight.

With such a good opportunity, how could Ye Xiu let someone else take it?

The other grandpas in the village didn't say it out loud, but they all knew what was going on.

"Then you two be careful. If you can't solve it, don't force yourselves!"

"We'll take Muer back first!"

These elders in the village had all been top-tier, world-shaking figures back in the day.

Of course they wouldn't act as third wheels.

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately bowed to the two in gratitude.

"My two benefactors, please follow me!"

The last glow of the setting sun was finally and helplessly swallowed by the all-consuming darkness of The Great Ruins.

On the mountain path to Zhangzhuang Village, the man, desperate to save his wife, carried a torch in front.

He stumbled and sprinted, wishing he could sprout wings and fly home.

But not far behind him, the vibe was completely different.

"Granny, walk slowly, be careful of the rocks underfoot."

Ye Xiu held a wine gourd in one hand, while the other naturally supported Granny Si's arm.

This action appeared to be a Junior's filial respect for an elder, but in reality, his finger gently scratched Si Youyou's palm.

"You little troublemaker, we're still outside..."

A hint of shy redness, which only a young girl should have, actually appeared on Granny Si's wrinkled old face.

Her cloudy old eyes now seemed as if they had been washed by spring water, shimmering and glancing at Ye Xiu with tender affection.

"My lady, when that man asked for a midwife just now, you agreed so quickly..."

Ye Xiu leaned into Granny Si's ear and whispered with a mischievous grin:

"Were you thinking of getting some practice in advance? After all, in the future, we..."

"Go on with you!"

Granny Si pretended to be angry and pinched the soft flesh at Ye Xiu's waist, but the smile at the corner of her mouth couldn't be suppressed.

"I did that to earn some traveling expenses!"

"Yes, yes, my lady manages the household well, I am full of admiration."

Ye Xiu took the opportunity to tighten his grip on her hand, feeling the smooth and warm touch beneath the disguise, his heart burning with passion.

This feeling of being in love within the eerie Great Ruins truly had a unique charm.

However, this romantic and warm atmosphere came to an abrupt halt when they crossed the last mountain ridge...

...and saw the village named 'Zhangzhuang Village'.

"Benefactors, we're here! Our village is just ahead!"

The man in front shouted excitedly.

The smile on Ye Xiu's face slowly faded at this moment. He looked up at the village shrouded in darkness not far away.

Night had just fallen, and logically, it should have been the time when every household was lighting fires to cook.

But in this Zhangzhuang Village, there was only a dead silence.

No dogs barking, no chickens crowing, not even the sound of a child crying could be heard.

There were only a few dim, flickering lights swaying in the wind, like ghost fires that could go out at any moment.

Above the entire village hung a layer of grayish mist invisible to mortal eyes.

Cold.

A bone-chilling cold aura spread out along the dirt road beneath their feet.

*Clang!!!*

At the very instant Ye Xiu stepped one foot into the village gate.

The demon slaying sword hanging at his waist, which had been perfectly still just a moment ago, suddenly began to tremble violently within its scabbard!

A low sword hum filled with killing intent echoed from the scabbard, making the web of Ye Xiu's thumb go numb from the vibration.

"Hmm?"

"As expected, there is something wrong here!"