Chapter 567: Heavenly Grade Moha Completed, Tie Xin Dao

Zhong Mei had already agreed to forge the sword, and at the same time, Yu Liancheng had successfully collected the Four Great Divine Stones and the Great Evil King.

But Yu Liancheng did not remain idle; after receiving a piece of information uncovered by Wushuang City, he immediately set off for a small mountain village.

Because, in that small mountain village, there was a divine weapon that had once fought against the Great Evil King and dominated the world—the Heavenly Mandate Blade.

Back then, the Wu family ancestor Wu Wuer had fought Yun Dingtian for ten days and ten nights with the Heavenly Mandate Blade, and thus it had become tainted with the aura of the Great Evil King, also allowing it to enter the Jiukong Wujie.

The Jiukong Wujie can observe the past and present, and even for Yu Liancheng, it was of immense use.

Since the Great Evil King was broken, it naturally could not enter the Jiukong Wujie, so Yu Liancheng sent people to find this Heavenly Mandate Blade.

The Heavenly Mandate Blade was not in the hands of Wu Wudi; his father had originally passed the Heavenly Mandate Blade to his elder brother, Wu Tianxia, hoping he could decipher the mysteries of this blade. However, Wu Tianxia had ordinary talent, and wanting to live the life of an ordinary person, he was unwilling to get involved in the pugilistic world, so he had never peered into the secrets of the Heavenly Mandate Blade.

Upon learning of Wu Tianxia's whereabouts, obtaining the Heavenly Mandate Blade became very easy; Yu Liancheng only had to pay the price of curing the deafness and muteness of Wu Tianxia's son to take away this legendary divine weapon.

After obtaining the Heavenly Mandate Blade, Yu Liancheng did not return to Baijian Villa or Wushuang City, but instead headed to Tie Xin Dao to invite the Iron Heart Island Master to assist in forging the sword together.

……

Search God Palace.

Searching through all the strange people and events under heaven.

The place where God lived was called the Divine Palace, which seemed to be carved from ice and jade, magnificent and exquisite, a work of supernatural craftsmanship. A hallucinatory cold air drifted there for a long time, like mist and illusion. On the cold ground knelt countless expressionless people, all kowtowing toward the direction of the curtain at the end of the Divine Palace.

The one they were worshipping was, naturally, the figure behind the curtain.

Everyone here was like an ice sculpture, motionless, as if they could kneel from the beginning of heaven and earth until the world perished. And except for the person in the very front, the eyes of the others were completely vacant; they seemed to have already dedicated their souls to the figure behind the curtain, no longer having their own thoughts, their own joys, sorrows, or anger.

And the figure sitting steadily behind the curtain also seemed not to have moved for a long time.

It is rumored that since his daughter died over a hundred years ago, he had only come out from behind the curtain once, a short time ago, to visit West Lake. After returning that time, he, who was already cold and indifferent, seemed to have gained an extra emotion, called—anger, and even within that anger was mixed a trace of indescribable fear.

This was not an emotion he should have had.

Because he was God, the high and mighty God, the Long-lived Immortal God; who else could make him feel anger and fear?

"Flowers bloom brilliantly.

If one does not watch, if one does not admire,

If one does not pick, if one does not pluck,

The flowers will wither,

Helplessly mourning the passing of spring."

Inside the curtain, a voice was chanting in a low tone, exceptionally deep and aged, yet possessing a few lines of indescribable majesty, suppressing all living things. The meaning of the lyrics was simple, only mourning that one could not hold onto the bright spring light. But he was the Long-lived Immortal God, having experienced two hundred years of spring and autumn, and would spend countless springs and autumns in the future, so why bother with futile sorrow? Was this not just forcing oneself to feign sadness for the sake of a new poem?

And as the final word "passing" fell, a wild gale suddenly blew through the entire Search God Palace, and the whole world stirred up huge waves—huge waves of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

At the very center of these huge waves, was that not the Long-lived Immortal God?

This power was vast and mighty, without beginning or end, like the Heavenly River pouring down, as if it could submerge all things in heaven and earth. As God's right-hand man, the living successor of Fahai, Fazhi, who was also kneeling in the Search God Palace but possessed his own consciousness, felt huge waves rising in his heart as well, shocked by God's power, and could not help but give rise to a trace of despair.

Could there really be anyone who could defeat such an peerless powerhouse possessing the power of a god? And once he ruled the land of Shenzhou, the common people would have an eternal emperor for thousands of generations, ruled for a long time, with no chance of ever turning things around.

"It is finally complete, this strongest, most terrifying power between heaven and earth—the Heavenly Grade Moha." Inside the curtain, God was muttering to himself. His Heavenly Grade Moha would originally have taken a few more years to truly reach completion, but under the pressure of that person, the peerless talent belonging to the Bu Clan God Race erupted once again, finally bringing the Moha Wuliang to completion.

From now on, he would be the true God, a God who was long-lived and immortal, and who mastered the most terrifying power of heaven and earth.

"Fazhi, go and bring the Great Divine Official, the Second Divine Official, the Divine Mother, Bai Suzhen, and the others here; I have matters for you all to do." Since he had already achieved the Heavenly Grade Moha, it was time to avenge the battle at West Lake from back then.

"I obey the divine decree."

Fazhi lowered his head and slowly retreated, not letting God see his eyes clearly.

Not long after Fazhi retreated, the Long-lived Immortal God, who had been closing his eyes and resting behind the curtain, suddenly opened his eyes, and a burst of Yanjing propelled by the Heavenly Grade Moha shot out, dragging two water ripples in mid-air. Its power was so strong that it was no less than the full-force strike of a supreme expert.

Boom—!

With a loud bang, a part of the Search God Palace suddenly shattered, turning into powder and scattering, showing the strength of this strike.

"What happened? Did I sense it wrong?"

God frowned; in that previous instant, he felt a gaze fixed upon him.

But thinking about it carefully, he felt it was impossible. The Search God Palace was inherently mysterious, and those who knew of it were few and far between. And it was even more impossible for anyone in the world to enter the Search God Palace silently and spy on him.

……

There was wind, and waves rose.

A boat crossed the sea.

"Truly sharp, indeed."

On the bow of the boat, Yu Liancheng, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, with a long blade of peculiar design resting on his knees, named "Heavenly Mandate".

Previously, Yu Liancheng had used the Heavenly Mandate Blade to enter the Jiukong Wujie and spy on the progress of the Long-lived Immortal God: "Since that fellow has already cultivated to the Heavenly Grade Moha, after resolving the matter of Tie Xin Dao, I will go and meet him, and by the way, take over the Search God Palace, so I don't have to be without a single usable subordinate now."

At the thought of this, he could not help but sigh slightly.

Wushuang City was said to have the strength to rival the World Association, but in reality, they were all small fries who couldn't be brought into the light, and the few experts had already been purged by him previously.

Mo Baisuzhen was of course a supreme expert, but the two were not strictly in a superior-subordinate relationship, so naturally, he could not command her at will.

Moreover, Mo Baisuzhen still had to guard Baijian Villa now, otherwise, if an expert stole into the house and packed away the Four Great Divine Stones and the fragments of the Great Evil King, that would be a huge loss.

It was precisely because of this that Wushuang City could only be used to run errands and collect intelligence.

After killing God, he would just happen to take in his few subordinates; anyway, they were all turncoats, and not one of them was truly loyal to God. By then, he would have people he could use, and wouldn't have to do such trivial things himself.

"Brother Yu, we have arrived at Tie Xin Dao."

Just at this moment, a crisp and slightly childish voice rang out. Yu Liancheng looked up and saw Di Er Meng, dressed in a green skirt, pointing with her hand toward an island not far away.

"Alright, actually there are still people I can use under my command."

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, tossed the Heavenly Mandate Blade to Di Er Meng, and pinched her cheek: "You are now the number one general under your brother's command; you must perform well in the future and not let your brother down."

"Mm-mm, Meng only arrived..." Although Di Er Meng did not know why her brother would say this, she still hugged the blade and nodded happily, responding in a slurred voice.

"Truly cute."

Yu Liancheng picked up Di Er Meng, his figure flashed slightly, and he had already landed on Tie Xin Dao.

Speaking of this Tie Xin Dao, one must mention the predecessor of Tie Xin Dao—the Iron Gate.

The Iron Gate is similar to Baijian Villa, forging weapons for the martial arts world, but the condition is that every sect must demonstrate a set of martial arts before the members of the Iron Gate. Therefore, the ancestors of the Iron Gate synthesized thousands of unique skills to create a supreme technique capable of smelting all the metal in the world—the Iron Refining Hand. This martial art is ranked among the ten most difficult and miraculous skills, though its power is not particularly outstanding.

After the death of the previous Iron Gate master, Tie Dao, his disciples, the Iron Gate Three Heroes, went their separate ways, and Tie Xin Dao was built by one of the Iron Gate Three Heroes, Tie Shen. Yu Liancheng came here specifically to invite Tie Shen to Baijian Villa.

However, there might be an unexpected harvest this time; not only Tie Shen, but another hero, Tie Kuangtu, is likely on the island as well.

……

On a flat piece of land on Tie Xin Dao, two children, no more than four or five years old, are sparring.

Although these two children have not mastered their martial arts, their movements are quite familiar and swift, clearly possessing a good foundation in martial arts. Especially the older one, every move carries a sense of determination and ruthlessness, forcing the younger one to retreat step by step.

Beside them is a little girl with a youthful face, cheering for the older child.

These three children, named Huaimie, Huaikong, and Bailing respectively, are all disciples adopted by the island master, Tie Shen, and are childhood sweethearts.

Bang!

The older Huaimie punches Huaikong in the chest, causing Huaikong to stagger, and he quickly says, "Big Brother, I am no match for you, we don't need to fight anymore."

Although Huaimie won, he is very angry; he steps forward, grabs the collar of the at-most-four-year-old Huaikong, and grinds his teeth, "You didn't use your full strength at all, I don't want you to go easy on me."

"No, Big Brother, I used my full strength."

"Bullshit, do you think I don't know you? Bring out your full strength."

The more Huaimie speaks, the angrier he gets. He raises his fist, intending to beat his younger brother, but when the fist reaches mid-air, he suddenly puts it down and says bitterly, "If you do this again next time, I will definitely beat you to death."

"Big Brother wouldn't."

"You……"

"Not bad, since it is a battle, you must go all out." Yu Liancheng appears on the open ground with Di Er Meng, appearing out of nowhere, and smiles, "Huaikong, if you are intent on going easy, even if your big brother wins, he won't feel comfortable in his heart."

"Who are you? How come I have never seen you before?" Huaimie frowns, his body shifts sideways, and he subconsciously blocks Huaikong and Bailing behind him.

A look of appreciation appears in Yu Liancheng's eyes, and he smiles, "I have come to find your master, Tie Shen; please trouble yourself to announce us."

"Hmph, uninvited guests without an invitation, please leave quickly," says Huaimie.

"If you don't want to say it, then forget it."

Yu Liancheng looks into the distance and sees a group of buildings; already able to feel a sharp aura unique to weapons, he turns around: "Xiaomeng, let's go."

The two are about to leave when little Huaimie lets out a sharp shout and lunges at Yu Liancheng: "Stop."

"Xiaomeng, beat him up."

"Okay, Brother Yu."

Just as Huaimie rushes out, a green shadow flashes before his eyes, and an embroidered shoe kicks him in the chest, causing him to tumble away immediately.

"Brother."

"Huaimie."

Huaikong and Bailing hurry to help Huaimie up.

"Get away, I don't need anyone to help me." Although Huaimie is small, he has an unyielding personality; he immediately clenches his fists and charges at Di Er Meng again.

As for the result, it goes without saying; even though Di Er Meng is holding the Heavenly Mandate Blade in her arms, her strength is far superior to this little Huaimie. With two "bang" sounds, the latter is kicked in the chest repeatedly and sent flying again.

"Let's go, Xiaomeng."

Immediately, the two walk slowly toward the island.

"What are you still standing there for? Take the shortcut and go tell Master... cough cough..."

Due to the early warning from the three little brats Huaikong, Huaimie, and Bailing, by the time Yu Liancheng reaches the building complex of Tie Xin Dao, he has already alarmed a large group of Tie Xin Dao disciples.

Twenty or thirty burly men have already surrounded Yu Liancheng and Di Er Meng; although these people are not martial arts experts, they have been forging for years and are physically strong.

"Xiaomeng, make your move, draw your blade." Yu Liancheng stands with his hands behind his back, not intending to intervene.

Di Er Meng pouts: "Brother Yu, I don't want to use the blade."

"Since you don't want to kill, then as you wish."

As the group of big men rushes over, Di Er Meng unfolds her swift movement technique; her green skirt flutters, her leg shadows move like lightning, and her slender legs erupt with powerful force, kicking the men away one by one.

The Instant Dream Blade that the little girl practices emphasizes unparalleled speed, naturally requiring coordination with corresponding movement techniques, so her leg techniques and light-body skills are both quite good.

Because her entire body's meridians have been cleansed and penetrated by Demon Qi, the power erupting from her small body is no weaker than that of ordinary burly men, and coupled with her ever-increasing True Qi, dealing with these men is easy.

"This big sister is so amazing."

At the corner of the wall, three little heads pop out; it is Huaikong and the others. It is Bailing who speaks, her eyes sparkling; as a girl herself, she admires her greatly.

"Idiot, they are our enemies." Huaimie knocks on Bailing's head.

"But... but I don't think they look like bad guys," Huaikong says hesitantly.

"Hmph, who told them to trespass on Tie Xin Dao."

"Shh, he's looking over here."

Yu Liancheng sweeps his gaze toward the corner, and the three little heads quickly shrink back. Before long, a slightly panting Di Er Meng returns to Yu Liancheng's side; as for those men, they have all been kicked away. Because there is a trace of sharp blade Qi in Di Er Meng's leg techniques, these people cannot get up for a while, groaning in pain.

Seeing these people in such pain with blade Qi inside their bodies, Di Er Meng's pretty face immediately shows signs of unbearable pity and guilt.

"Don't worry, with that weak blade Qi of yours, it will dissipate on its own before long." Yu Liancheng rubs Di Er Meng's little head, very satisfied with his top general.

Only then does a smile appear on Di Er Meng's little face.

The two continue to walk into the interior of Tie Xin Dao; although there are Tie Xin Dao disciples blocking them along the way, they are all easily dealt with by Di Er Meng.

During this process, Yu Liancheng casually grabs a disciple and questions him using a mind-capturing technique, soon arriving at a huge stone chamber, cast with refined iron on the outside and half-buried in the ground.

In the stone chamber, there is already a person standing with his back to them. This person is tall and wears a gray robe: "May I ask who you two are, and why you have trespassed into my Tie Xin Dao?"

"My name is Yu Liancheng, and the little girl is called Di Er Meng," Yu Liancheng replies readily, smiling, "Of course, that is not important. What is important is, who are you?"

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PS: Another two updates totaling nine thousand words, asking for monthly votes.

Also, let me mention the updates; in the future, I will try to fix the update times. If there are two updates, it will be around 12:00 PM and 9:30 PM. If neither appears and I haven't asked for leave, then I must be slacking off. I'll be sprinting for the full attendance bonus before midnight, no need to wait.