Chapter 92: The Three Trials Conclude

Below, after Jiang Jing finished speaking, she received no response from Lin Qiuxian.

Hm? After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Jing had to call out again.

“Brother Lin?”

At that voice, Lin Qiuxian finally snapped back to awareness.

“I—”

But before he could utter another word, Zhang Yunlu reappeared in the line of sight of all present.

This time, she moved even faster than when she defeated Han Yun from the Taishang Dao Sect.

After all, Ye Wuzhong had no intention of stalling—he’d barely finished saying “Please instruct me” before he was slain in a single strike.

Jiang Jing: “...”

Yue Zhen: “...”

This time, they finally understood why Lin Qiuxian had acted so strangely earlier.

A Li-Enlightened swordsman?

What’s the point of fighting? No more! No more! Someone’s cheating here!

“Hahaha! All stunned, aren’t you?!”

In the sky, Chi Jiuyu laughed uncontrollably, doubling over.

Thwack! Another blow landed on the back of her head.

Her laughter cut off instantly; she widened her eyes and spun around sharply.

Why are you hitting me again?! Hongyue remained suspended in silence, bright and serene, offering no reply.

Below.

Zhang Yunlu looked at the group, then fixed her gaze on Yue Zhen.

Though she had fought body cultivators many times within the trial space, she had never faced an actual Longxiang Qingtian Sect body cultivator.

Yue Zhen froze.

Even Master Ye from Jishi Valley was obliterated in an instant—how could he possibly fare better?

Maybe his body’s toughness could let him endure two more strikes? He took a deep breath and stepped forward.

“Please instruct me!”

As a body cultivator, one could be looked down upon by other cultivators, dismissed as a crude, low-quality brute, could—

Forget it. The more he counted, the sadder it became. He’d stop here.

But one thing—he would never retreat.

Watching Yue Zhen and Zhang Yunlu vanish from sight, Lin Qiuxian, who had remained silent until now, finally turned to Jiang Jing.

“Please instruct me, sister.”

A few seconds later, Zhang Yunlu reappeared; despite the body cultivator’s thick skin, he had only endured two strikes.

But the battle between Jiang Jing and Lin Qiuxian would not end so easily.

Gradually, the silver-gray tide had spread to the vicinity of the Sword Peak, forcing all surviving trial participants into a fifty-meter radius around it.

But without exception, all were defeated by Zhang Yunlu.

When Zhang Yunlu eliminated the final trial participant, Lin Qiuxian finally overcame Jiang Jing.

Looking outward, one could see countless Tongxuan Grass Monsters crammed and piled together, roaring and howling, dense and horrifying.

Thousands? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? No—there were more than a million Tongxuan Grass Monsters in the entire realm.

The fifty-meter zone around the Sword Peak was the only sanctuary amid this terrifying catastrophe.

Zhang Yunlu and Lin Qiuxian, the last two remaining trial participants in the realm, appeared utterly insignificant against the backdrop of the silver-gray tide.

“I need to take a picture of this.”

This scene was perfect for posting on the Spirit Net to show off.

Chi Jiuyu pulled out her phone and snapped several photos of the scene below.

But due to the distance, the two figures were mere tiny dots in the images.

Damn it!

She smacked her thigh in frustration. I should’ve learned Xianguang Shu!

“Uncle, do you have any recording magic tools?” She turned her hopes to Xu Xing.

“Yes.”

In Xu Xing’s hand appeared a round, transparent gemstone, its interior swirling with wisps of misty auroras, strangely beautiful.

This was the Xianguang Stone, the most common ancient recording device.

The recording technique known as Xianguang Shu was modeled after this very artifact.

Chi Jiuyu quickly took it and fiddled with it in her hands.

“This probably can’t connect to the Spirit Net, right?”

Modern recording devices all came with networking functions, even uploading footage directly to the Spirit Net. “I modified it. It can connect.”

Really? Amazing, Uncle!

Chi Jiuyu infused a trace of magic power and activated the Xianguang Stone to record the scene below.

But in the next instant, the two figures vanished.

Huh? Just as she felt disappointed, Xu Xing raised a finger—and a light screen rose before her.

The image within was unmistakably the combat space where Lin Qiuxian and Zhang Yunlu were fighting.

“Thank you, Uncle!”

“You’re welcome,” Xu Xing sighed. “After all, once you return, your sister will punish you—better to enjoy this now.”

Chi Jiuyu: “...”

…………

Inside the combat space.

Since both were sword cultivators, no pleasantries were exchanged—they clashed the moment they entered.

Facing a Li-Enlightened swordsman, Lin Qiuxian held nothing back—he immediately unleashed the Seven Emotions Sword Scripture.

“Hahaha!”

Amid roaring laughter, his blood-soaked longsword glowed crimson, surrounded by faint, scarlet currents that shimmered eerily.

In contrast, Zhang Yunlu looked utterly plain.

She stepped lightly, swinging her sword.

It was nothing more than a simple step and slash—but Lin Qiuxian’s vision blurred.

Clearly, Zhang Yunlu’s speed exceeded the limits of his eyesight.

To the right!

His sword slashed a crimson streak toward the right.

Clang! A sharp metallic clash rang out—the terrifying force transmitted through his blade nearly tore it from his grip!

This sword!

Heavier than the heavy sword cultivator from the second round! With a single strike, half his body went numb.

Is this what “Li-Enlightenment” means?

Lin Qiuxian’s eyes sharpened.

In the Sword Sect, countless cultivators remained stuck in Qi Refining just to reach this step.

Compared to the Qi Refining eighth-layer Li-Enlightened sword phantom from the trial space, Zhang Yunlu was far more immature.

Yet precisely because of that, he felt more acutely the overwhelming power of “Li-Enlightenment.”

In a daze, Lin Qiuxian sensed a faint, elusive tremor—ethereal and vague, yet pure and immensely powerful.

But the barrier of his realm was like a heavenly abyss—he could not reach it.

Only Qi Refining cultivators could achieve Li-Enlightenment.

A bitter expression crossed Lin Qiuxian’s eyes.

In an instant of thought, another strike came.

All the intricate sword techniques he knew lost all meaning before this one.

This sword could sever a Foundation Establishment cultivator’s head!

His head shot upward—before it could fall, it was shredded into fragments by countless fine sword beams.

“Tsk. Little Yunlu really left a psychological scar.” Chi Jiuyu held the Xianguang Stone.

Hum~ A soft vibration echoed as the entire realm trembled.

Chi Jiuyu turned back—and saw ripples spreading outward from Hongyue, expanding endlessly.

“The third trial has ended!”

A cold voice reverberated throughout the realm.

Huh?!

Who spoke?!

Then, Hongyue began shrinking, while the golden-green longsword hovering beside Chi Jiuyu trembled gently.

“Why are you shaking?!”

The next moment, a tall figure stepped forth from the red moon, radiant auroras flowing around her, crimson light blazing so fiercely that her exact features could not be discerned.

Yet the entire secret realm seemed to brighten at her arrival, as if she were its very center.

Chi Jiu Yu stared blankly, then saw that figure glance toward her direction.

That glance made her shrink back in fear.

M-Master?

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