Chapter 799: I Have a Sword

"Ye Feixing, can't you play?"

A Golden Spike Sword is a huge boost, like two elementary students arranging a fight, and one of them calls a parent for help.

On the viewing platform, Yu Wuji suddenly rose to his feet.

"Ye Feixing, this isn't appropriate, is it?"

Ye Feixing didn't think so, "What's inappropriate? A battle between sword cultivators inevitably involves swords. If I duel her with the Golden Spike Sword, what's the problem?"

The people of Zhai Xing Pavilion echoed in agreement.

"Exactly!"

"We never said Ye Qingran couldn't use her own sword! If she had such a fine sword, she could bring it out too!"

"If she doesn't have one, that only shows she's incompetent!"

Damn!

The disciples of Jade Autumn Sect were speechless.

Those who know Zhai Xing Pavilion are usually thick‑skinned, but I didn't expect them to be this shameless at the crucial moment!

Beside them, Ji Rufeng pursed his lips and suddenly spoke.

"If you need one, I can lend you my sword!"

The Jade Autumn Sect disciples brightened; Ji Rufeng's sword was also an excellent blade—perhaps a notch below the Golden Spike Sword, but still superb, certainly better than the dull, ordinary‑looking sword in Ye Qingran's hand.

Ye Qingran turned her face to look at Ji Rufeng, seeing he had already drawn his sword and held it, feeling a bit surprised.

Ji Rufeng actually willing to lend her a sword?

"Thank you, but I don't need it."

Ji Rufeng was taken aback, didn't press further, and fell silent.

The Jade Autumn Sect disciples were dumbfounded; Ye Qingran actually refused.

"No way, could that dull sword possibly be a treasure?"

It doesn't look like one at all!

Ye Feixing glared coldly at Ye Qingran, sneering, "Ye Qingran, I'll give you credit for self‑awareness; even if you change swords, you still aren't my match."

"Enough talk, draw your sword!"

Ye Feixing's expression darkened; the Golden Spike Sword thrust forward, a Greatsword phantom surged ahead at speed, cutting everything in its path.

Ye Qingran flung the Ruinous King's Sword forward, shattering that Greatsword phantom.

Ye Feixing attacked with his sword; the Golden Spike Sword's Rune Power granted him massive speed and strength boosts, fast as lightning, fierce as a tiger.

Ye Qingran stepped forward a foot, wielding the Ruinous King's Sword to meet him.

"She still hasn't drawn her sword? Crazy!"

The Golden Spike Sword slices iron like mud; she probably won't even get a chance to face it!

Everyone was shocked by Ye Qingran's actions; the people of Zhai Xing Pavilion were even more unceremoniously mocking her as utterly foolish.

What happened next made them shut up for good!

Clang~

The clash of swords rang out a bright, sharp sound, echoing through the void.

It was assumed Ye Qingran's sword would be heavily damaged, but that wasn't the case.

The Golden Spike Sword's keen blade struck the Sword Sheath of Ye Qingran's sword, leaving not a hair of damage, and the Golden Spike Sword was even bounced back!

"My god!"

What on earth is happening?

The Golden Spike Sword can't even split the Sword Sheath of the sword in Ye Qingran's hand?

Ye Feixing's complexion changed dramatically; he felt his wrist go numb as the Golden Spike Sword trembled violently, as if frightened.

Ye Qingran pressed the attack, while Ye Feixing, still shaken, retreated step by step.

"Trying to run?"

Ye Qingran sneered, her intent shifting; in an instant, the Ruinous King's Sword split tenfold, then a hundredfold, then a thousandfold…

Thousands of identical Ruinous King's Swords floated in that void, dense and countless, surrounding Ye Feixing.

"Sword Clone Technique!"

Even though every Jade Autumn Sect disciple knew swordsmanship and had seen many masters' ultimate moves, their gazes froze at this sight.

For them, producing a few hundred clones at once is already impressive, but Ye Qingran, in the blink of an eye, generated thousands—this power…

"Terrifying!"

Jade Autumn Sect's sect master Yu Wuji and the Elders widened their eyes, could no longer sit, and rushed to the front of the viewing platform, each with a shocked expression.

"One, ten, hundred, thousand… ten thousand…"

"I've lived over a hundred years and can barely conjure three thousand clones; this young lady…"

"Ashamed, ashamed!"

Yu Wuji, shocked, could only shake his head and chuckle; back then he noticed Ye Qingran's Great Qi Luck, divined for her, and saw her future greatness, thus proclaiming she possessed the power to suppress an era.

It was previously just speculation; now he had actually witnessed it.

"Go!" Ye Qingran's slender jade hand moved, and tens of thousands of Ruinous King's Sword clones rang in unison, as if alive, and under her command they shot toward Ye Feixing!

Ye Feixing brandished the Golden Spike Sword, slashing the incoming sword clones one by one.

Even if these sword clones aren't lethal, they're enough for Ye Feixing to have a drink.

By the time she executed the move, her stamina had unknowingly been halved.

Ye Feixing was panting heavily, whereas Ye Qingran remained calm and composed.

"With your swordsmanship level, go back and find a master to train properly for ten or eight years."

The injury is minor, but the insult is extreme.

Has Ye Feixing ever endured such humiliation?

"Ye Qingran, don't speak so confidently!"

As the words fell, Ye Feixing formed a seal with both hands, and the Golden Spike Sword in their hand streamed golden light, as if scooped from liquid gold.

Within everyone's sight, the Golden Spike Sword continuously expanded, turning into a Sky-Piercing Giant Sword.

"Meet your death!"

The Greatsword swung down at Ye Qingran's head, its power boundless; even those outside the Barrier felt a strong sense of oppression.

"It is said that this Golden Spike Sword contains abundant Rune Power, its might limitless; I wonder whether Ye Qingran can withstand it?"

Many people broke out in a cold sweat for Ye Qingran.

I still recall that a few years ago, during a spar between Ye Feixing and Liu Chenyu, the latter was defeated by this very move.

A move that Liu Chenyu couldn't even block—can Ye Qingran block it?

The disciples of the Jade Autumn Sect instinctively clenched their teeth, silently praying in their hearts that Ye Qingran must catch this sword!