Chapter 838: The Third Young Master's Sword

In the Feng Yun world, Yu Liancheng expended countless heavenly treasures and spent a full five years to finally forge a Peerless Divine Weapon. In its debut battle, it slew the thousand-year-old monster Di Shitian. The greatest characteristic of this divine weapon is that it is not bound by form, capable of Shape-Shifting Myriad. Moreover, regardless of what weapon it transforms into, it can unleash the most supreme and absolute power, hence it was named "Myriad Daos Boundless."

Myriad Daos Boundless usually takes the form of a jade pendant hanging at the waist, appearing quite unremarkable.

Because Yu Liancheng's current realm is truly too high—he can turn his hands to create clouds or rain, and cover the sky with a single palm—he has no need for weapons, and thus Myriad Daos Boundless rarely has the opportunity to appear. It is certainly not that his memory is poor and he forgot he possessed this divine weapon.

Besides "Shape-Shifting Myriad," which is the ability to change into different forms, Myriad Daos Boundless has six other incredible abilities. One of these is called "Myriad Evils Floating Life," which can use Demon energy to control people or evolve all living things.

Previously, when the Golden Lion Protector was searching for secret manuals, he spotted Yu Liancheng, this uninvited guest, and intended to capture him on the spot.

A divine weapon has a spirit, and Myriad Daos Boundless, having transformed into a jade pendant, split off a strand of Demon energy to protect its master, manifesting as Xiao Shiyilang to engage him in battle.

And so, the scene currently unfolding came to be.

……

Bai Xiaolou had not heard of Xiao Shiyilang, nor did he know of this so-called Myriad Daos Boundless.

He only knew that no outsider had ever been able to walk out intact after trespassing in the Demon Sect's library.

At this point, any words seemed superfluous.

"Xiao Shiyilang" also understood this logic; he simply placed his hand on the hilt of the Deer-Carving Saber and said, "Please."

Bai Xiaolou also gripped his weapon.

A curved saber.

It was also a Demon saber.

This saber possessed an indescribable demonic power; it symbolized destruction, slaughter, terror... It was like a curse. Whoever came into contact with this saber, whether it was its master or its enemy, would be infected by the Demon energy and fall into a tragic fate. Yet everyone understood that this curved saber was a divine weapon of the age—a divine weapon that no one in heaven or on earth could resist.

"Please!"

When this word was spat out from Bai Xiaolou's mouth, the curved saber suddenly left its sheath.

The curved saber used pure silver for its scabbard, and a lustrous, round pearl was embedded in the hilt.

The blade was a cyan color, as cyan as distant mountains, as cyan as spring trees, as cyan as the lake water in a lover's eyes. Seven characters were engraved on the curved saber: "A night of listening to spring rain in the small tower."

A cyan blade-light suddenly flew up, hanging in the firmament as if a cyan full moon had risen, instantly absorbing all light and plunging the entire library into darkness. Immediately following, the cyan full moon plummeted rapidly, like a meteor falling from the sky. Saber Qi erupted, and the floor tiles over which the full moon swept shattered inch by inch.

Divine Saber Slash.

Bai Xiaolou had used this most terrifying saber technique in the world at the very first opportunity.

Of course, this was the Divine Saber Slash, but it was not the true Divine Saber Slash.

Just like Yan Shisan's Death-Defying Thirteen Swords, the first thirteen swords were merely the roots and stems of a flower, and the fourteenth sword was but the branches and leaves; only the Fifteenth Sword was the true flower. Without the first fourteen swords as a foundation, the Fifteenth Sword would be nothing but a castle in the air. The current Divine Saber Slash was merely roots and stems, not the true Divine Saber Slash that made both ghosts and gods tremble.

As the saber technique was executed, Bai Xiaolou's expression became indifferent, as if he were a deity on a shrine.

The Divine Saber Slash could only be mastered by gods and demons, and how could gods and demons possess human joys and sorrows? The Dao of Heaven is heartless.

But unfortunately, although Bai Xiaolou's saber was remarkable, it still could not pose a threat to Xiao Shiyilang.

The Xiao Shiyilang manifested by "Myriad Daos Boundless" was truly one with the saber; his saber technique was full of wildness, giving one a feeling of being as unconstrained as a Heavenly Horse. One could not tell where this strike began or where it would fall. No matter from where Bai Xiaolou's saber technique attacked, Xiao Shiyilang's Deer-Carving Saber could block it.

But there was a strike that even Xiao Shiyilang could not block.

That was the true Divine Saber Slash.

The Divine Saber Slash born from the "Ruyi Heavenly Demon, Eight Linked Styles."

When the roots are deep enough in the earth and the branches and leaves are lush enough, the most brilliant flower will bloom.

Clang!

This was a strike filled with demonic nature, as if it had been slashed out from the distant Demon Realm; it no longer belonged to the human world. The changes and power of this saber technique were absolutely not something any mortal could dream of. Although this strike had no variations, it contained the essence of all variations in saber technique. Its birth was for the sake of destruction, for the sake of death. Anyone facing this strike would be terrified, lacking even the courage to resist.

When this slash fell, Xiao Shiyilang's figure suddenly froze. A bloodstain spread from his forehead downward, and then his entire body collapsed with a boom, turning into a strand of Demon energy that vanished as soon as the wind blew.

Bai Xiaolou was panting, sweat beads rolling down his forehead. It was not only because this slash had consumed a great deal of his mental and physical strength, but also because seeing the scene of Xiao Shiyilang collapsing and disappearing had dealt him a significant shock.

And next, an even more terrifying thing happened to Bai Xiaolou.

He saw the jade pendant hanging at Yu Liancheng's waist shake, and strands of Demon energy emerged. Immediately after, the Demon energy evolved into men and women carrying sabers and swords, each with an extraordinary aura, staring at Bai Xiaolou with unkind gazes. Bai Xiaolou could perceive that not one of these people was inferior to the previous Xiao Shiyilang.

In reality, every one of these people was a peerless expert capable of dominating the martial arts world: Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng, Li Xunhuan, Afei, Yao Yue, Lianxing, Yan Nantian...

A single Xiao Shiyilang had already made Bai Xiaolou feel troubled, forcing him to use the Divine Saber Slash. With so many experts before him, was there any way to survive?

This was still because Myriad Daos Boundless was holding back; otherwise, if "Myriad Evils Floating Life" had manifested Wuming, Di Shitian, or Wu Wudi, the entire Demon Sect would have been razed to the ground.

"Alright, stop messing around." Yu Liancheng closed his book and flicked his sleeve, and all the manifested experts vanished. "We are not uninvited guests here; fighting and killing is not good."

Bai Xiaolou's expression was incomparably grave. The commotion caused by his previous battle with Xiao Shiyilang should have been noticed by the experts of the main altar long ago. Yet, not a single person had rushed over, as if all the noise had been isolated. He suppressed his chaotic emotions, looked at Yu Liancheng, and a smile appeared on his face as he cupped his hands and bowed: "With your martial arts, to be able to take an interest in my Demon Sect's classics is truly a great honor."

"I have been a guest in the Demon Sect for half a month and am about to leave; it is only right to offer a return gift." Yu Liancheng reached out and beckoned, and Bai Xiaolou felt the saber in his hand lose control, struggling out of his palm and flying toward the opposite side.

"A good saber." Yu Liancheng held the curved saber, his fingers lightly stroking the blade. He could immediately feel a wisp of demonic intent emanating from the saber, wanting to make him fall into the path of a Demon, to slaughter and kill. However, this wisp of demonic intent was truly too weak for him; it could not even be considered an ant trying to shake a tree if it wanted to impact his spirit. "I shall offer a true Divine Saber Slash as a return gift."