Chapter 787: Outsider

This was Tang Zhao's first time coming to Tianwaitian, or rather, it was his first time leaving the Sun Domain.

The Suiyu is extremely vast, surpassing the Human World in every respect. Within the Sun Domain alone, there are the Six Great Factions, among which the power projected by the Human World accounts for no more than one-sixth. Although traitors like the Non-Moon and the Eternal Night Court are also considered branches of the Human World, even combined, they are on par with the other three native factions. And the Sun Domain itself is at most one-quarter the size of the Suiyu.

That Tianwaitian is an independent world outside the Suiyu. It is a series of Small Worlds orbiting the edge of the Great World. Every Sword Immortal can establish a prototype of a Tianwaitian, and once they become Sword Saints, it is formally elevated to a Small World. Each Small World continues to expand as the Master's strength increases. The largest Tianwaitian is actually the Suiyu itself. The independent Sword Domain established by the Overlord back then is the origin of the worlds that various Sword Saints establish today.

Although one can imagine Small Worlds orbiting the Great World like satellites orbiting a planet, one cannot actually apply this analogy so rigidly. At least from the outside, there is no way to see that positional relationship of stars orbiting a sun. The splicing of worlds has its own unique method and cannot be accessed based on position.

Therefore, leaving the Great World, one likely cannot see the Small World directly. And to visit a Small World presided over by a Sword Saint, one must have the Master's consent and wait for the Master to guide you over.

If it were Tang Zhao alone, he probably wouldn't even be able to find the entrance to Tianwaitian. Fortunately, the Sun Court and Kun Sword have a good relationship—one could even say they are among the best of friends among the Sword Saints—and Tang Zhao is considered "favored by the Emperor." Once the Sun Court sent word, a carriage came to pick him up.

The carriage was the same one Kun Sword used when he last came to the Human World, though the Disciple was not the one who came to the Human World last time—that little Disciple was from the Sun Court, while this one was a Disciple under Kun Sword's seat.

How is it that someone dares to kick the door of even a Sword Saint?

Kun Sword's hobby is farming. His own world is, of course, covered in farmland. Naturally, there is no lack of other scenery: forests, rivers, hills, calm lakes... everything is there, though they are more like a backdrop, highlighting that this is a fine place described in poetry and paintings.

Then a voice from afar said: "According to the rules, you and I have a channel of communication. I activated the channel, and you did not respond; it is you who are rude first!"

On the mountaintop, there was a small building. The building was three zhang high but only had one floor—the top floor. Below were four pillars like bamboo poles supporting it, just like stilts, empty and without rooms. The top floor had only one room; except for the east and west walls, the north and south sides were empty. To call it a pavilion would be wrong, and to call it a water pavilion would also be inaccurate.

Two bubbles popped?

It was just that when sitting in the carriage from the Human World to the Qianxian earlier, the spatial transition was incredibly smooth, with almost no resistance. This time, when the surrounding scenery changed to a certain node and everything turned completely dark, he heard a "pop" in his ear, as if a soap bubble had burst. Tang Zhao was just wondering when there was another sound.

This little Disciple was only about ten years old, with a face like carved jade, like a porcelain doll, but dressed very plainly, like a child running wild in the fields. He wore a silver collar around his neck. He came to Tang Zhao, bowed, and said: "My Emperor invites Young Master Tang to board the carriage."

But regardless, Tang Zhao confirmed: this must be a Heavenly Demon!

A Heavenly Demon has come to Kun Sword's Tianwaitian! And it even walked in through the front door in such a swaggering manner!

The carriage landed on a flat piece of ground. Not far away, there seemed to be a village with small bridges and flowing water, where chickens and dogs could be heard. It was a place Tang Zhao believed Kun Sword would like to stay.

Tang Zhao thought about what it had just said: it seems that as a powerhouse of a certain level, this Heavenly Demon has a communication channel with top human powerhouses like Kun Sword?

But it is not strange; after all, the struggles of Sword Saint-level powerhouses are too tragic. Perhaps before there is any certainty of victory, both sides must maintain a possibility of communication. Currently, those fighting on the front lines are mostly Sword Heroes and Sword Guests; Sword Immortals are still rare, and he had never seen a Sword Saint enter the fray. Presumably, at some point, both sides reached a tacit understanding at the highest level to control the intensity of the battle.

That old Heavenly Demon stood at the village entrance and said: "Kun Sword, I have come in person; will you not come to welcome me?"

Kun Sword did not deny it and said indifferently: "Do those of you who believe in gods have the right to call others ridiculous?"

The little Disciple let Tang Zhao and the others go up to the old Heavenly Demon on their own, while he stood with his hands at his sides below the building. This building actually had no stairs, but fortunately, there were no weaklings present, and everyone, including Wei Zhangle, jumped up one by one.

Kun Sword said coldly: "I am not as idle as you to go visiting. A Jian, bring it here."

Furthermore, although one cannot distinguish gender or age by appearance, this Heavenly Demon gave him a feeling of being decrepit; perhaps this person was already in the twilight of their years among their own kind.

But this cannot be called collusion; it can only be called a temporary restraint. Once the balance is broken one day and the highest powers enter the fray, perhaps that will be the time to decide who lives and who dies.

That Heavenly Demon shook its head and said: "Look for you? Looking at your desperate expressions, what use is there in looking for you? Do you intend to survive such a catastrophe? The gods have long had a divine decree; the destruction of the world cannot be changed."

"You wish to see me, but I have no time to see you. Since you are sincere about meeting, I have time to see you on this day one month from now; come again then."

This was clearly Kun Sword's voice, yet it also sounded from mid-air, and one could not tell where the person was.

This time, a ripple spread through the air.

A Jian led the old Heavenly Demon and Tang Zhao through the village and climbed toward a hillside behind the village.

A figure appeared alone in the air.

Tang Zhao's expression changed slightly. How did the other party know about such a top-secret matter? And they even came to the door?

Kun Sword was also silent for a moment.

Outside, a strange laugh rang out: "No time? Are you busy arranging your funeral affairs? Waiting for a grand burial in three months?"

Tang Zhao and the others went over, bowed, and sat on the Cattail Mat beside him. It was not convenient to discuss matters, so he just watched the water with him.

This time, Tang Zhao clearly felt that with that booming sound, the entire space was shaking, as if the world would shatter the next moment.

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The porcelain-doll-like Disciple bowed and agreed. At this moment, Kun Sword added: "Bring Azhao over as well."

"Are there enemies?" Tang Zhao was somewhat shocked. This was kicking the door, right?

Tang Zhao said: "Very well, no matter." He had requested a meeting today, and Kun Sword had agreed the same day and even sent a carriage to pick him up. This was already giving him plenty of face. Could one really think that at such a critical juncture, Kun Sword would be idle, just waiting at home to see him?

The little Disciple was just about to lead him to a large house at the village entrance when he heard a "boom" in his ear.

The old Heavenly Demon sneered and glanced at Tang Zhao sideways, then ignored him. It could see Tang Zhao's strength; he was not within the range of what it considered noteworthy.

Then someone shouted: "Presumptuous! How dare an outsider be so rude!"

Kun Sword raised his eyes slightly and said: "Azhao, and that little friend, come over and sit." He did not greet the Heavenly Demon, and his eyes immediately lowered, staring only at the basin of water.

As soon as Tang Zhao saw this person, he immediately thought of the monster that had come to cause trouble in Jingcheng. The two guys had very similar appearances, but there were differences. This one did not have those pointed ears, the whole head was bald like a marinated egg, and another point was that the body proportions were even stranger, with a head that was illogically large.

It was the Sword Saint's carriage, so there was only a sound; if Tang Zhao had tried to pass through on his own, he would likely have bumped his head until it bled without being able to get through.

Tang Zhao thanked him and got on the carriage with Wei Zhangle. The carriage was the same as last time, seemingly staying in place, yet the outside world had already changed.

Of course, because he didn't know why he was looking at the water, he couldn't see any benefit, only that the water was very clear, with six copper coins thrown under the water. The coins were clearly at the bottom, but they seemed to move from time to time, wanting to flip over but failing to do so.

No... Tang Zhao guessed: that might be the sound of the carriage crossing the world barrier.

"The meaning of this 'outsider' is..."

The little Disciple let the two of them off the carriage and said: "The Master has matters to attend to today; the two of you go in first. Wait a little while, and the Master will summon you."

This was Kun Sword's Tianwaitian—Kun Yu.

That figure was very short, with a pair of disproportionately large eyes, a long, flat mouth, and a face that was fifty percent human.

The next moment, Tang Zhao was already in a new world.

Tang Zhao saw the ten thousand acres of fertile fields, the crisscrossing paths, the wind blowing through the wheat waves, and the fragrance of rice flowers, and thought to himself: "That's right, I've arrived. This is the home of Emperor Kun Sword."

Outside, a voice said: "Kun Sword, open the door, I want to come in."

This new world was not particularly wondrous; above were blue skies and white clouds, and below was an endless field.

"So that's it, you are busy divining. So you are at your wits' end when things come to a head, and have to place your hope in divination. Haha, is this the so-called strongest human? Truly ridiculous." The Heavenly Demon sneered.

Kun Sword said: "Indeed, your gods don't care about small matters and can't handle big ones; no wonder you can only come to find me. Are you here to beg us for your lives?"

Tang Zhao thought to himself: Those people from the Demon Sect call the Heavenly Demon a god; do the Heavenly Demons themselves believe in gods? They worship gods in their own homes and then run to the Human World to act as gods—is this a pyramid scheme of gods?

The Heavenly Demon sneered, "We believe in gods, so we know which matters to pray for protection for, and which matters we can only rely on ourselves for. People like you who confuse gods and men are usually arrogant and conceited, acting as if you yourselves are gods, yet when trouble arises you recklessly seek divine will. You are neither pious nor pragmatic, leaning on neither side, and can accomplish nothing."

Now, two people were already sitting upstairs; one of them was naturally Guiyuanshi, and sitting opposite him was an elderly woman with a full head of white hair, a basin of water placed before her, her aged fingers tracing back and forth on the water's surface.

Although this voice articulated clearly, its tone was strange, seemingly possessing the awkwardness of someone who had just learned to speak. Tang Zhao's suspicions were further confirmed.

So this is divination? It is quite different from ordinary forms of divination.

Kun Sword said, "You do not believe you can live and have already prepared for destruction, so why not stay at home and wait for death in peace? Why come here instead?"

The Heavenly Demon said, "Naturally, to do what must be done, for instance, to build a boat."