Chapter 490: Difficult to Pass the Love Trial (Second Update)

What Ren Yidao found quite a pity was that Jian Xinxin did not step onto the stage to fight him until the very end.

That old homebody merely raised his hand, pointed at Ren Yidao viciously, and then shouted his forfeit to Gongye Dachang.

In Jian Xinxin's view, this was not admitting defeat.

It was a compromise for his own wife; to prevent a troublemaking brat from affecting the harmonious feelings between husband and wife, he chose to let go.

But in Ren Yidao's view... bullshit.

Spouting what kind of messy nonsense?

Retreating without a fight, isn't that just being a coward?

Small fry~ small fry~

Senior Brother Jian is truly too much of a small fry~

As expected, I laugh at that Jing fellow for lacking strategy, that Jian fellow for lacking wisdom, and the old thief Sikong... cough!

And after his triumph, Ren Yidao suddenly realized that he had actually harvested a full four victories, which was even the highest among everyone present.

By accident, I actually managed to get first place?

If I keep going like this, could I really end up becoming the top of this Immortal Sect Grand Competition?

It's difficult, but it seems... not impossible?

Looking at the remaining opponents: Yu Hongjian, Mei, Venerable Dujuan, Mo Yushuang, and the strongest of them all, the general from the Southern Border Divine Dynasty with the strength of the late Formless stage, Zang Zhenyu.

Among these five, Ren Yidao only has some confidence when facing Yu Hongjian; as for Mei Jie, relying on personal connections should allow him to make her concede; as for the remaining three... not one of them is a simple character.

Even Yu Hongjian will not be easy to deal with.

Don't look at how Ren Yidao seemed to defeat Ying Tengjiao in one move, looking relaxed and easy; in reality, the biggest problem lay with Ying Tengjiao himself—it was his arrogance and pride that doomed him.

And after having such a tragic precedent, Yu Hongjian, who has already become alert, will certainly not be careless; he will use one hundred percent caution and will absolutely be careful, and then careful again.

And a cautious Formless stage expert is not an easy person to deal with.

Oh my, what should I do?

Originally, when the goal was still very far away, Ren Yidao had no thoughts about the top spot at all.

But now that the situation has reached this point, ambition will naturally grow.

Should I advance just a little bit more?

Should I put in a little more effort?

My friends, I really, really want to advance!

Ren Yidao licked his lips slightly and slowly suppressed the swelling confidence in his heart.

Still need to be calm; I cannot let this unrealistic confidence interfere with my thinking.

So, who should I choose as an opponent?

Rubbing his chin and pondering for a while, Ren Yidao suddenly had an idea; he looked toward the stage with a smile and nodded at his chosen target.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, please."

Mo Yushuang's brows furrowed slightly; she never expected that Ren Yidao would actually choose her as an opponent at this time.

Shouldn't he choose Yu Hongjian? Or have that woman intentionally lose to him?

But regardless of his reasoning, Mo Yushuang had no reason to refuse.

She walked slowly onto the arena, shook her head at Ren Yidao, and spoke coldly: "Let me tell you in advance, I will not gamble with you. If you want me to play those tricks with you, you had better give up that idea early."

Mo Yushuang would not throw the match like Gongyang Ke to gamble on some messy conditions with Ren Yidao, nor would she abandon her own advantages.

Once a sword is in the hands of a swordsman, there is only battle.

Only through battle can the outcome of this match be decided.

"It's fine, it's fine, I won't make things difficult for you." Ren Yidao waved his hands leisurely, "However, just consider it my rest time after the match; before we start, I want to ask you two questions."

Ren Yidao fought two matches in a row without rest; resting for half an hour at this time is just a small matter, and no one would raise any objections.

"Ask away." Mo Yushuang held her sword tightly and nodded silently.

"What is the name of your sword?" Ren Yidao stared at the simple Long Sword in Mo Yushuang's arms, his gaze somewhat strange.

Ren Yidao's gaze made Mo Yushuang feel somewhat uncomfortable; she turned slightly to avoid his line of sight and said indifferently:

"... The sword's name is Chang Sheng."

"Chang Sheng, huh? Good name. Just hearing it, it's a good name that implies longevity; it's definitely not some short-lived ghost." Ren Yidao raised an eyebrow and nodded in admiration.

Ren Yidao's words of exclamation seemed to contain other meanings, causing Mo Yushuang to frown, ready to flare up.

But before she could speak, Ren Yidao asked again.

"Last question, this Fellow Daoist Chang Sheng..."

Fellow Daoist!!?

Ren Yidao looked at Mo Yushuang, whose expression had changed slightly, his smile carrying a hint of cunning. He blinked and switched to telepathic transmission: "Are you from the Sword Casting Hut?"

!!?

In an instant, a chilling murderous intent erupted on the arena.

Ren Yidao stood motionless, and before him, a cold blade was already pointed at the center of his brow.

"What did you say!!?" Mo Yushuang spoke coldly, her originally indifferent face now filled with ferocious murderous intent.

"Where did you find out about this? Did the Sword Casting Hut tell you?"

Mo Yushuang was on the verge of exploding; if Ren Yidao's answer could not satisfy her, she would pierce through without hesitation.

This was her greatest secret and her reverse scale.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, don't be nervous." Ren Yidao was not flustered in the slightest; he raised his hand to push the blade away and said casually, "No one from the Sword Casting Hut told me this secret; you told me yourself."

He stared smilingly at the flustered Gold Blade Blade Catcher opposite him and shook his head slightly.

"He is very important to you, right? A Dao companion?"

Clang...

Seeing signs that the sword blade was about to be unsheathed again, Ren Yidao extinguished the fire at the right moment.

"Haha, don't have such a big reaction. This was just a small return for you; aren't we even now?"

Ren Yidao's smile was brilliant, but in the eyes of Mo Yushuang, it was filled with mockery.

Not long ago, Mo Yushuang had touched Ren Yidao's reverse scale using the matter of Jing Yueqin, and now... it was Ren Yidao's turn to retaliate.

Huhu here has never been one to suffer in silence.

"When I noticed there was a special Sword Spirit in your sword, I had already begun to speculate on his identity, and it really wasn't hard to guess."

"..."

Ren Yidao watched Mo Yushuang silently retract the blade and felt certain of his guess.

He had bet correctly.

"After all, it is quite rare to choose to sacrifice oneself to the furnace for the sake of forging a weapon."

Think about it, what kind of fierce people would jump into a Sword Casting Furnace for no reason?

Xiang Yuan, Moye, the monk Chengkong, Long Kui... oh, it seems a strange fellow got mixed in there, but that's not important.

And in the Beiming Divine Continent, those who are obsessed with sword forging to this degree are probably only the Sword Casting Hut and the various sects under its banner.

"Plus the fact that you are appearing here now, so, it was very easy to guess, wasn't it?" Ren Yidao spoke eloquently, his gaze glancing seemingly casually at Gongye Dachang and the others.

"You appear to represent Yuqing Villa, but in reality... you are a hidden card of the Sword Casting Hut."

In the eyes of the world, Mo Yushuang represents other sects opposing the super sects, but in reality, she is an undercover agent secretly arranged by the Sword Casting Hut, who will clear obstacles on the path for the Sword Casting Hut when necessary.

"What is Brother Chang Sheng's surname? Gongye? Gongyang? Or Gongsun?"

"... Gongsun."

Gongsun Changshou.

Hm?

Ren Yidao raised an eyebrow, thinking of a woman carrying a large hammer.

If he hadn't guessed wrong, Gongsun Changshou and Gongsun Changsheng should be of the same generation, right?

Seeing Ren Yidao suddenly stop talking, Mo Yushuang was a bit anxious and pressed, "You've said so much, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Say what? Oh, oh, Fellow Daoist Mo, you've misunderstood. I really have nothing to say; I was just a bit curious."

Ren Yidao shrugged and said indifferently, "After all, such a Sword Spirit is very rare."

"I don't know what the Sword Casting Hut promised you to make you their backup trump card, and I can't offer a higher price."

"However..."

Ren Yidao smiled slightly and said meaningfully, "Perhaps, compared to the Sword Casting Hut, I might be able to help you more, who knows."

"Believe me, the Sword Casting Hut might understand this situation better, but when it comes to the soul, our Divine Path Sect is even more proficient."

"Besides, you saw it before; they still need me to help them communicate with the Sword Spirit!"

Ren Yidao said he had no demands, but every sentence was inseparable from what he could do.

This was already a naked inducement.

And this, certainly wasn't the end.

"Of course, not only are we skilled at canonization and god-making, our Divine Path Sect is actually even better at extermination..." Ren Yidao realized what he was saying at this point and shook his head apologetically, "Oh, don't be nervous, pretend I didn't say that. I certainly wouldn't intentionally do such a horrific thing to your dao companion."

He was full of sympathy and sincerity, but then added apologetically, "However, in the event that... well, I mean in the event that some accident happens, you must not blame me!"

"After all, blades have no eyes, and your strength is so formidable; in order not to lose face for my sect, I would have no choice but to do my best and use all my offensive means."

"Just like Fellow Daoist Mo said you wouldn't engage in a gambling duel with me, I also won't give up my methods."

A threat.

Every word of Ren Yidao was a naked threat, yet his face wore that very embarrassed, apologetic look.

Mo Yushuang fell silent, gripping the sword hilt tightly, the aura on her body fluctuating constantly, unable to control her emotions.

Kill him!

This thought flashed by; Mo Yushuang did not know if Ren Yidao had already leaked her secret to others in the Divine Path Sect.

If she killed Ren Yidao in full view of everyone, even if he were a Gold Blade Blade Catcher, the Beiqian Dynasty would likely be unable to protect her, let alone protect the soul of her dao companion inside the sword.

"You..." Mo Yushuang stared at Ren Yidao and spoke with difficulty, "What exactly do you want to say?"

What exactly do you want me to do!!?

"I told you, nothing at all." Ren Yidao looked at her strangely and blinked, "Forget it, let's not say too much for now. I'll rest for a while first."

Having said that, he gave Mo Yushuang no chance to continue speaking, directly closed his eyes, sealed off his perception of the outside world, and entered meditation on the stage.

"..."

Mo Yushuang stared at him, her palms clenched until they trembled.

In the end, she could only sigh helplessly, lower her head, and press her face against the scabbard.

"Chang Sheng..."

"Tell me, who should I believe?"

That year, Gongsun Changsheng sacrificed himself to the sword at a life-or-death juncture, using the price of his life to help her escape the encirclement.

The disciple of the Sword Casting Hut's generation with the most hope of Asking Dao to the world fell, turning into a soul within the sword.

The two shared their hearts but could not speak, separated by life and death.

The sharp sword was silent, but it trembled slightly, as if responding.

Half an hour later, Ren Yidao opened his eyes, again giving Mo Yushuang no time to speak, and said loudly:

"Let us begin the battle!"

He looked at the complex-looking Mo Yushuang and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

"What is love in this world? It only makes one willing to live or die for another."

"So what if one is a heartless swordsman? The barrier of love is hard to overcome!"

"Since ancient times, the barrier of love has been the hardest to pass; the world is full of infatuated people."

After the battle began, the two sides exchanged one hundred and twenty moves, with neither gaining the upper hand.

At the one hundred and thirtieth move, Mo Yushuang of Yuqing Villa admitted she was no match and voluntarily conceded, leaping off the arena.

Ren Yidao of the Divine Path Sect successfully defended the arena.

Four battles, four victories.

A total of five wins, ranking first.