Chapter 437: Capturing the Taiyin Sword Child

Bright sparks blossomed.

A streak of blue-gold flying sword interposed itself before him, firmly withstanding the sword qi thunder-sound attack of the moon-white flying sword.

Within a single held breath, the moon-white flying sword was sent flying, plummeting into the distance, its spiritual light suddenly dimming by a large margin.

Unable to match its opponent in the clash of absolute force and speed.

"Second realm of the Sword Dao, Sword Qi Thunder Sound!"

Jiang Ding revealed a hint of longing: "It seems to pair extremely well with the electromagnetic main cannon's combat style, pushing speed and power one step further!"

Sword Qi Thunder Sound!

A type of Sword Dao realm — an absolute control of the flying sword by the sword cultivator, swordsmanship refined to the point of transformation, thereby mastering a technique akin to a divine ability, capable of causing the flying sword's speed to surge dramatically in an instant.

Often, before the enemy's divine sense and magic power can react, their head has already fallen beneath the sword.

"Despicable, shameless!"

Yu Yu Qianzi gnashed her teeth, highly emotional, and looked up at the sky.

High above, a silver-white aerospace fighter blazed with light, drawing in the world's spiritual qi from dozens of kilometers around, the muzzle of its thirty-plus-meter electromagnetic main cannon a deep blue as boundless radiance gathered, bringing an incomparably heavy sense of oppression.

"You can't do this!"

"This isn't fair!"

Yu Yu Qianzi shouted, trying to intimidate: "A sword cultivator cannot rely on external objects like this. If you continue on like this, your Sword Dao realm will never be able to advance further, and you'll be stuck in place for life."

"Oh."

Jiang Ding's expression was flat.

"This is actually a sword sheath, not an external object."

The way of the sword is a matter of the heart.

So long as one believes it in one's heart, all things under heaven can be a sword. No one has decreed what the Sword Dao should be; it is whatever one decides it to be — no one has the right to say otherwise.

Boom!

The aerospace fighter's electromagnetic main cannon roared, and the Taiqing flying sword was accelerated to its limit; the blue-gold sword body could no longer be seen in shape, nearly becoming a streak of light.

The blue-gold light of Law-Destroying Spirit-Breaking!

Locked onto the girl in the sky, striking to kill!

"Moon!"

Yu Yu Qianzi did her utmost to calm the unease in her heart and cried out in a clear, ringing voice.

Whoosh!

The moon-white Taiyin flying sword bloomed with moonlight, illuminating in all directions; eight identical flying swords split off, and among the nine flying swords countless moon-white sword qi surged forth as moonlight and hazy white mist spread.

Within a single breath, a grim moon-white sword formation took shape.

"Moon, behead!"

Yu Yu Qianzi's sword finger swept downward.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh…

The sound of wind passing and water rippling.

One moon-white flying sword drew in the sword qi within the formation, its light blazing forth as it slowly rose upward, transforming into a bright moon; white clouds wreathed its body, and its moonlight shone upon every corner of the earth.

Then came the second moon rising, then the third, the fourth… the ninth!

Nine crescent moons hung in the sky!

This was a sword art that rivaled one of the supreme sword arts of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion — Nine Suns Hung in the Sky. Legend had it that the Great Sun Sword Lord had once used this sword art to evaporate an entire sea and slay a native Void Refinement great power in the former Da Ri Gao Jie.

Boundless moonlight blossomed, flooding the Dayang Dayang Tianchi, even obscuring the light of the Dayang Tianchi itself.

"Behead!"

In the sky, the first crescent moon moved; its arc faced the blue-gold radiance in the sky and flew forth Xu Xu, appearing slow — yet this was only an illusion. Under the influence of the Taiyin sword intent, everyone's soul-operating speed had become slow, beyond their control.

They could only watch helplessly as the resplendent blue-gold sword light met and collided with the crescent moon.

Boom!

An earth-shattering roar; spiritual light exploded, the crescent moon caved in, snapped, and crumbled into countless fragments. The blue-gold sword light remained undimmed, continuing to blaze resplendently as its Destruction sword intent illuminated the Dayang Dayang Tianchi.

Boom!

Boom boom!

Thunderous roars rang out one after another; the crescent moons kept collapsing, shattering, unable to resist. Within a single breath, eight crescent moons were extinguished in succession, leaving only the last one.

Clang!

This time, beneath the slash of the blue-gold sword light, a genuine metallic tremor rang out. The moon-white flying sword let out a wail, its spiritual light shattered, dimming rapidly as it uncontrollably hurtled far away.

Whoosh!

Jiang Ding did not hesitate for a moment, slashing his sword toward the Taiyin Sword Child's neck, his killing intent chillingly cold.

"Don't…"

Faced with life and death, Yu Yu Qianzi screamed in terror.

Yet it drew no mercy whatsoever.

The blue-gold Law-Destroying blade touched her neck — cold and chilling — slicing open the skin, cutting into the slender, tender neck.

Bang!

Yu Yu Qianzi's graceful figure crumbled into a skyful of spiritual light, reappearing several hundred kilometers away.

"Teleportation talisman…"

Jiang Ding's expression did not change.

He tapped his toe; the aerospace fighter's tail nozzle spewed airflow, and with a roar it flew into the distance at a terrifying speed that even the vast majority of Jin Dan cultivators could not hope to match.

After some twenty-odd breaths, the Destruction sword intent unfurled once more, locking onto the girl in the moon-white immortal skirt seven or eight kilometers away.

"This isn't fair!"

"You cultivator who relies on external objects!"

Yu Yu Qianzi said stubbornly.

Boom!

The electromagnetic main cannon roared again, a flash of blue-gold light streaked past in an instant.

The dim, moon-white flying sword shattered and flew away; the Taiqing flying sword slammed into the young girl's body, the moon-white immortal gown shattered, the sword-qi shield shattered, and her fleshly body no longer had any obstruction.

Death descended clearly.

"Sigh!"

A single sigh.

Boundless might spread outward toward the entire Dayang Dayang Tianchi, toward the starry realms.

In an instant, the blue-gold sword-light froze.

All around, flowers, grass, trees, rivers, all things became still, not moving at all; even thought itself was on the verge of vanishing, a blank void.

Faintly visible, a young girl, dragged by the branches of an ancient tree brimming with endless vitality, flew off into the starry sky and realms, casting back a look that said, "Just you wait."

"Void Refinement…"

A thought surfaced in Jiang Ding's mind, his thinking stalled.

Then, there was endless white light,

After a long while, the might receded, and the surroundings in every direction returned to normal.

"A Void Refinement great power."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, regained his thoughts, and swept his sword-intent across the four directions.

The ancient tree of wild growth had vanished without a trace.

On the spot, a young girl in a moon-white immortal gown stood awkwardly where she was—she must have fallen from high above, her body covered in dust.

"Great Sun Sword Child, long time no see."

Yu Yu Qianzi greeted him with composure.

"It has been quite a while."

Jiang Ding gave a slight nod.

Just now, it must have been a measure left on her body by a Void Refinement great power of the Qingmuxian Sect that had taken effect.

And then, there was no "then."

This place is within the territory of the Immortal Gate!

Whoosh!

A blue-gold flying sword descended, arriving at the brow of the Taiyin Sword Child.

"There's no need for this, surely."

"Haha."

Yu Yu Qianzi gave an awkward laugh, striving to salvage the icy atmosphere: "We are all sword cultivators of this realm, we ought to support each other and show mutual consideration."

"Don't be so flippant."

"You're nothing like a Great Sun sword cultivator at all."

Jiang Ding frowned slightly.

"The Moon Branch and the traitorous Great Sun sword cultivators are not the same."

"Three thousand years ago, the Qingmuxian Sect and the Moon Branch, as well as the Immortal Gate, were all allied together against the Great Sun Sword Pavilion."

Yu Yu Qianzi's smile faded, and she said obediently.

"That is true."

"Pay up quickly!"

Jiang Ding nodded and got straight to the point: "The Great Sun Sword Pavilion inheritances held by the Taiyin Sword Sect—hand them over, and I'll let you go back."

The Qingmuxian Sect is the relatively peaceful one among the Badaxian Sect, always neutral.

The Immortal Gate's strength has not yet accumulated enough to face a siege by the Badaxian Sect; while the timing is not yet ripe, it is best not to do so.

"Alright."

Yu Yu Qianzi, very obedient, swiftly handed over a jade slip.

Jiang Ding's expression eased slightly.

He took the jade slip, and his divine sense poured into it; a flood of spirit-text poured into his sea of consciousness.

Sword arts, Gong Fa, sword formulas, sword formations… and so on, all-inclusive, extraordinarily jumbled—every kind of inheritance from the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, extremely detailed.

However, they were all only at the Foundation Establishment realm.

"Fellow Daoist…"

A sliver of killing intent appeared on Jiang Ding's face.

She is not a Dao Child of the Qingmuxian Sect.

Killing her would just be killing her; it's not that big a deal.

"Anything higher, I don't have!"

Yu Yu Qianzi felt a chill in her heart and hurriedly explained: "The Qingmuxian Sect is not the Dongji Demon Sect… not the Immortal Gate; whatever realm we are at, we only have Gong Fa of that realm."

"And this is only because my status is relatively high; otherwise, ordinary disciples have soul-prohibitions in their sea of consciousness and cannot say anything at all."

Jiang Ding was taken aback.

Silent.

This is indeed true.

The Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong's strictness and conservatism regarding their inheritance is beyond imagination; they regard it as the most important foundation.

In the hearts of many high-level cultivators, even if countless heaven-materials and earthly-treasures were lost, it would not matter—as long as the inheritance remained in their hands, they could rise again in the future.

Conversely, if the inheritance were lost, they would inevitably lose everything in the future.

"Seal yourself."

Jiang Ding sighed.

If it were the inheritance of the Qingmuxian Sect, naturally there would be no possibility at all.

But if it were the portion of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion inheritance held by the Moon Vein Sword Cultivators, exchanging it for this Taiyin Sword Child might offer one or two possibilities.

"Won't you let me leave?"

"No problem."

Yu Yu Qianzi felt disappointed in her heart, yet did not hesitate; she closed her eyes, and the hazy, illusory aura of Taiyin Sword Intent spread outward, sealing her own divine soul.

Her body tilted and fell to the ground.

Jiang Ding waved his hand, catching her body; strands of Destruction Sword Qi surged into her body and every meridian within, completing the Ci Feng Yin upon her.

Then, he tossed her into the storage jade pendant he used for holding living creatures.

(End of this chapter)