322: Old Ghost of the Hehuan Sect, Shoes

Qin Wushang left the Imperial City.

He headed toward the Great Chu Academy.

"The Border Wasteland... It seems Revered Master intends to seize this opportunity to excise Great Chu's cancer and then attain the Dao in an alternative way."

Walking through the air, Qin Wushang looked at the command medallion in his hand, his brows furrowed tightly.

The medallion was golden, covered in many ancient patterns; one side featured a golden Dragon, while the other bore the character for 'Emperor'.

Great Chu's imperial weapon!

This was no different from the Heirloom Seal of the Realm; holding it allowed one to command the entire army of Great Chu.

The Chu Yuehua had given him the medallion just like that.

"In principle... Ye Li is a general of Great Chu, so this medallion should be able to command her as well."

"What a pity... she hasn't come out."

Qin Wushang murmured softly.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, he paused, his Divine Sense spreading out.

"Something's wrong!"

"The road to the academy doesn't have scenery like this."

Qin Wushang looked at the mountains below, his expression instantly darkening.

Continuous divine mountains lay amidst the mist, layers of ink dyeing a thousand peaks. Pale black formed the slopes, deep green the screens, and light ink outlined the ridges of the cliffs, creating hazy cloud shadows.

The peaks were either steep and reaching into the clouds or winding and interconnected, undisturbed by vibrant colors, showing only the flow of ink rhythm.

Drifting clouds passed over the dark ridges like light smoke, mountain streams were hidden in the ink-colored wilderness, and waterfalls hung from cliffs like white silk fluttering lightly.

The entire mountain range was solemn and distant, like an ancient ink-wash scroll slowly unfolding, silent and ethereal.

He had never seen such a landscape!

There was a problem!

*Buzz!*

As soon as the Supreme Double Pupils opened, the entire world changed instantly, with many ancient Dao patterns swirling around.

"Get out here!"

He shouted, a terrifying aura radiating from him.

*Rumble!*

"As expected of the Supreme Double Pupils... to have noticed something was wrong just after entering!"

"A pity! It's too late!"

A voice echoed through the world.

*Boom!*

A terrifying pressure descended, and Qin Wushang felt his entire body being suppressed by numerous Great Daos, emitting a rumbling sound.

"An evolved world... Who are you?"

Qin Wushang shouted, looking up at the sky.

The Void Realm rippled, turning into the color of ink, and a blurry figure emerged.

It was a black-robed man!

And it wasn't even his true body!

As soon as he appeared, the entire world began to boil, and a dense power of the Great Dao pressed down toward Qin Wushang.

*Rumble!*

Qin Wushang's entire body shone with golden light, his blood and Qi surging through the clouds like a rolling, burning sun.

He struck.

He threw a punch at the black-robed man.

*Boom!*

The Kaioken blasted out, its light overwhelming the entire world, so domineering that it directly tore through that dense power of the Great Dao.

"How is this possible!"

The black-robed man was shocked.

He had channeled the power of the entire world within the painting to suppress him, yet it was actually blown open by a single punch.

That punch was terrifying; its momentum did not fade, but instead, along with the explosion of terrifying blood and Qi, it smashed toward him.

"Great Yin and Yang Creation Palm!"

His black robes fluttered in the astral wind as he raised his hand, and the two paths of Yin and Yang surged from his palm.

The black light condensed cold, while the white glow harbored warmth!

The two strands of Great Dao Qi took form, twisting into a Taiji Dao diagram, the heavy wind from his palm causing the surrounding air to buzz.

As the palm strike advanced, the Yin and Yang Dao charm overflowed, light and shadow in the world suddenly splitting, and the astral wind wrapped in the power of creation struck down.

*Boom!*

When punch and palm collided, the palm's power, which combined hardness and softness, instantly neutralized that fierce force, seemingly wanting to crush all things and recraft the universe.

"ant! You are merely a God King, not even a Saint. What right do you have to fight me?"

"It's time for you to die!"

The black-robed man shouted and struck again.

"Heh."

"You are just a strand of Divine Sense. Do you really think your true body has descended?"

Qin Wushang shouted disdainfully.

His blood and Qi surged, transforming into an Undying Golden Dragon. His aura soared as he charged toward the incoming palm strike.

"Heavenly Demon Fist!"

*Boom!*

The punch was like the arrival of a Heavenly Demon. A massive phantom of a Heavenly Demon appeared behind him, its demonic might peerless, crushing a hundred thousand great mountains.

A single punch was thrown!

*Boom!*

Terrible power poured out from the ultimate Law of Strength, carrying the might of the Myriad Dao Divine Domain to clash with the incoming power of the two paths of Yin and Yang.

*Boom!*

The entire world shook as the Undying Golden Dragon charged out.

"What... Bang!"

The black-robed man only felt himself enveloped by a terrifying force, then covered by a horrific storm.

"A mere broken world, and you think you can trap this Young Master like this?"

*Boom!*

Qin Wushang punched repeatedly; endless mountains and rivers collapsed continuously as his incredibly fierce power tore through the heavens and earth.

*Buzz!*

As the Supreme Double Pupils opened, a massive axe appeared and then suddenly swung down.

Creation of the world!

*Boom!*

The entire ink-wash world was torn open as the brilliant Heaven-Opening Giant Axe cleaved toward the black-robed man.

*Bang!*

He had just charged out from the center of the storm when he was directly struck by the massive axe, turning into spots of light.

The Yin and Yang paths dissipated, and Qin Wushang appeared in the real world.

"Damned thing!"

"I truly underestimated you!"

"If you want her to live, arrive at the Border Wasteland alone within three months, or else I will kill her!"

A voice rang out through the world, and an embroidered shoe flew out from the depths of the Void Realm.

Almost at the same time.

*Clang!*

A flash of sword light shone, and Sword Qi covered the sky and earth, seemingly mobilizing the power of the entire world to slash toward the heavens.

It was the mountain and river emperor sword!

The Chu Yuehua had struck with her sword!

*Boom!*

"Argh...!"

The Void Realm exploded, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, and a wail of pain echoed from within.

Brilliant blood emerged from it, spilling into the collapsed space and staining the spatial fragments red.

"Chu Yuehua! Just you wait! Once your Great Chu is overturned, I will surely make you wish you were dead!"

Furious words drifted over as a brilliant great sword broke through the air and left, returning to the Great Chu Imperial Capital.

Qin Wushang was surprised.

That ink-wash painting world just now must have been a Magic Treasure, and it could even conceal the secrets of heaven.

That was also why the opponent dared to make a move!

He hadn't expected the Chu Yuehua to strike with her sword so quickly as soon as he shattered the ink-wash painting world.

"Hmm... An embroidered shoe... Her..."

Qin Wushang's brows furrowed.

This shoe... he actually had some impression of it.

Jiang Chengqiu!

The Saintess of the Hehuan Sect with whom he had a one-night stand.

"The Great Dao of Yin and Yang... That old ghost of the Hehuan Sect! It seems they know that the Saintess's Primordial Yin has been taken!"

Qin Wushang murmured, gripping the embroidered shoe in his hand... the Great Chu Academy.

Qijian Peak.

Clouds and mist entwined, green stone steps wound up the peak, ancient pines leaned against the cliffs, and sword marks were carved deep into the stone, the mountain wind carrying the sound of pines and sword hums.

On the flat area at the peak's summit, a woman in red robes had her sleeves fluttering as her long sword drew a cold, silken light. As the sword's momentum rose and fell, the drifting clouds paused, and fragmented light splashed like stars.

That red figure set against the green peak was solitary and sharp.

*Boom!*

Ye Hongfu raised her arm and thrust her sword; a black glow suddenly rose and condensed into a silk-like streak. The sword's momentum was heavy, carrying the power to split the heavens and earth.

The sword light split the vast sky and broke through the star clouds; the Laws of heaven and earth shattered instantly, and everything returned to nothingness, leaving only this pitch-black sword shadow suppressing all things, seemingly wanting to cleave through mountains and rivers.

"Good sword! Good sword!"

A faint voice drifted over as a figure landed on the peak's summit, looking over with a smile.

Qin Wushang had arrived!

The two met eyes, and the sword wind at Ye Hongfu's wrist suddenly surged. A black glow shot from the sword, swirling like an ink dragon circling the sky and roaring.

Her red robes unfurled and fluttered with the sword's momentum, her wide sleeves brushing the drifting clouds, and the hem of her robes sweeping down fragmented light. She danced like a fire butterfly chasing a cold blade, her waist twisting lightly like a startled swan's shadow, and her wrists turning to let sword flowers fall like rain.

Every rise and fall of her movements integrated the spiritual charm of the mountains and waters, beautiful to the extreme, her peerless elegance outshining the clouds at the peak.

Her toes tapped on the stone as her figure glided through the air, the sword's momentum alternating between fast and slow. The ink-colored sword light reflected her red robes, which were more vibrant than fire, and the sound of the pines in the peak ebbed and flowed with the sword's hum.

Her lips parted slightly as a clear chant drifted with the mountain wind across Qijian Peak, every word crisp and clear, circling with the sword light.

"The sword rises as stars and frost fall, the cold blade reflects the red glow of dawn. My body rises with the green blade, my shadow chases the tracks of white clouds..."

"An inch of thought hidden in my heart, tied to your side. I ask for nothing in this life but to dance with my sword for you..."

"The sword breaks through the mist of the Nine Heavens, its light condensing ten thousand miles of cold. Year after year by your side, a single sword brings a lifetime of joy..."

The sword's momentum grew more intense, the black glow like a silk ribbon slashing through the vast sky, her red robes fluttering like flames amidst the ink-colored sword light.

The moment she spun and sheathed her sword, the drifting clouds in the peak froze, and the pines fell silent, leaving only the lingering charm of her chant echoing through the world for a long time.

"Truly beautiful."

Qin Wushang looked at the girl walking toward him and raised his hand to help tidy the bangs on her forehead.

His fingertips unintentionally brushed her warm brow bone; Ye Hongfu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tips of her ears turned a faint red.

The two walked side by side to the green stone at the peak's summit, which had been worn smooth by time, and sat down.

She turned to look at him and smiled. "Junior Brother, how have you been these days?"

Qin Wushang's fingertips stroked her reddening earlobe, the smile in his eyes gentle.

"Everything is fine. I've just been handling some mundane affairs; it's not as free as you practicing your sword here."

He grasped her wrist in return, his thumb stroking the light ink-colored Sword Intent at her wrist.

"And you? Looking at this sword momentum, it seems you've made further progress."

Ye Hongfu moved a bit closer to him, her shoulder lightly leaning against his arm, her hair brushing his neck with a faint, cold fragrance.

"I have indeed gained many insights; the Grand Yin Pure Sword Body has already been perfected."

Her fingertips restlessly traced his palm and lightly brushed up his sleeve, hinting at something.

"From now on, my sword can protect myself, and even more so, it can protect you."

Qin Wushang's Adam's apple moved slightly as he pulled her closer with his other hand, his palm resting on her waist and gently stroking.

"Next, I need to make a trip to the Border Wasteland to deal with some movements from the alien races."

"I'll go with you."

Ye Hongfu looked up at him, a stubborn light shining in her eyes. Her small hand had already slipped into his robe, her fingertips tracing circles on his warm chest.

Qin Wushang let out a low laugh, his fingertips sliding gently down her spine, continuously kneading... Their fingers intertwined, their body temperatures merged, and the mountain wind gradually softened.

He lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers, their teeth and lips meeting as their tongues entwined.

Ye Hongfu kept seeking kisses, and Qin Wushang's hands were very restless, being extremely skilled at undoing clothes.

"Junior Brother... let's go over there... and do... the things we love to do..."