Chapter 42: The Birth of the Peerless Sword

Seeing Bu Jingyun trapped in a bitter struggle, Duan Fengyun went straight for Aotian with his sword.

With Aotian no longer interfering, Bu Jingyun and Jian Mo began a one-on-one duel, but Jian Mo was a master long renowned in the pugilistic world, and his unique skill, the Duanmai Sword Qi, was perfected; Bu Jingyun was vaguely beginning to fall at a disadvantage.

Duan Fengyun, on the other hand, had it much easier; although Aotian was ranked among the younger generation, he was currently facing perhaps the strongest among them, and after a few moves, Aotian was also knocked to the ground.

Now the focus of the entire scene was on the battle between Bu Jingyun and Jian Mo; in the end, Bu Jingyun was no match for Jian Mo and was struck to the ground by a single Duanmai Sword Qi from Jian Mo, blood flowing freely.

Meanwhile, the massive Peerless Sword in the center of the Sword Pool was shining with a distant light.

The blood spat onto the ground by Jian Tan, Bu Jingyun, and Aotian kept flowing toward the Sword Furnace, as if their blood were activating the Peerless Sword.

Seeing this, Jian Mo laughed loudly: "The Sword Sacrifice is actually about sacrificing to the sword; it requires the blood of the Three Poisons—greed, anger, and ignorance—to activate the Sword Soul of the Peerless Sword."

After speaking, Jian Mo pointed at the group and said: "Jian Tan, your greed for swords; Bu Jingyun, your anger for swords—these correspond to the greed and anger of the Three Poisons."

He then turned his gaze toward Duan Fengyun and said: "We always thought you would be the ignorance of the Three Poisons, but now it is proven that you are not. And so, Aotian, this backup for the ignorance poison, must take the stage."

Looking at the shimmering Peerless Sword, Jian Mo laughed loudly: "Now that the Three Poisons have completed the sword sacrifice, the Peerless Sword is about to be born."

At this moment, the temperature inside the Sword Pool rose continuously, and the Peerless Sword was about to emerge.

Looking at Aotian, Zhong Mei said: "Young Villa Master, the Peerless Sword has emerged; please, Young Master, take the sword quickly."

Aotian climbed up from the ground and, resisting the intense heat, walked slowly toward the central furnace, but before he could reach the Peerless Sword, he could not withstand the scorching sensation and retreated.

Lady Ao encouraged Aotian: "Tian'er, Sword Casting Villa has been in decline for a hundred years; now the opportunity to revitalize the Clan is right before your eyes. Tian'er, go take the sword quickly."

Aotian shook his head and said: "Mother, believe me, without this sword, I can still revitalize the Clan."

After hearing the conversation between Aotian and his mother, Duan Fengyun laughed heartily: "Trash, if you're afraid, just admit it; where do all these excuses come from?"

Duan Fengyun circulated his Three Absolutes True Qi, held the Fire Scale Sword, and moved forward, resisting the heat from the Peerless Sword.

Yet even with his resilience, he could not withstand the burning sensation, and Duan Fengyun was defeated.

Duan Fengyun looked at the Peerless Sword in disbelief; had he gone to such great lengths only to fail to obtain this Peerless Sword?

Holding the wound inflicted by Jian Mo, Bu Jingyun slowly climbed up from the ground and muttered to himself: "I must take the sword."

Seeing the injured Bu Jingyun, Jian Chen and Chuchu hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Bu Jingyun/Brother Yun, you are already severely wounded; why risk your life to take the sword? Is there anything more important than life?"

Bu Jingyun replied unhesitatingly: "I must take the sword. If I do not have the Peerless Sword, I cannot see Kong Ci, and I cannot take my revenge; then what is the meaning of my living? Therefore, I must take the sword."

Duan Fengyun stepped forward to encourage him: "Brother Yun, go for it. I believe you can do it; this time, I concede."

Bu Jingyun looked at Duan Fengyun and laughed loudly: "Haha, it is you, Junior Brother Duan, who understands me. I will certainly not let down your expectations."

Bu Jingyun placed his left arm in front of his chest, relying on his Kirin Arm to resist the heat, and walked forward.

Everyone present, except for Chuchu and Duan Fengyun, was shocked; what kind of steel-like bones did this Bu Jingyun have to be unafraid of this heat?

Duan Fengyun instantly understood the whole story; it seemed this Peerless Sword was truly tailor-made for Bu Jingyun. In this world, besides Bu Jingyun's Kirin Arm, who else could obtain the Peerless Sword in such a scorching environment?

Bu Jingyun walked slowly to the Sword Furnace, took the iron chain binding the Peerless Sword with his left hand, and prepared to pull it out.

But at this critical moment, the Three Jiao Mysterious Pass of his Kirin Arm suddenly flared up; Bu Jingyun had to resist the scorching temperature while enduring the excruciating pain of the Three Jiao Mysterious Pass, and even with Bu Jingyun's temperament, he nearly collapsed in that instant.

Under the intense pain, Bu Jingyun gathered all his strength and punched the ground with his left arm; instantly, the models of the Peerless Sword flew everywhere.

A small, golden Peerless Sword flew out from the massive Peerless Sword, and Bu Jingyun leaped up to catch the small sword.

The small sword was completely beyond Bu Jingyun's control; he used all his strength to grip and swing it, and the power of the small sword was immense, instantly scattering Sword Qi and leaving the surrounding environment in tatters.

A few seconds later, Bu Jingyun could no longer control the small sword; he let go, and the small sword vanished instantly.

Bu Jingyun also rolled onto the ground; seeing this, Duan Fengyun rushed to his side and pulled him up, asking:

"Brother Yun, are you injured?"

Bu Jingyun shook his head and replied: "I'm fine, no major harm. The heavy punch just now allowed me to break through the Three Jiao Mysterious Pass; a blessing in disguise."

After receiving Bu Jingyun's affirmative reply, Duan Fengyun told him to quickly circulate his True Qi and meditate to regulate his injuries.

Zhong Mei also had Wen Nu drape a Fire-Resistant Robe over Bu Jingyun to alleviate his burning sensation.

This action was, of course, met with accusations from Aotian, but Zhong Mei's mission of casting the sword was complete, and he no longer feared Aotian.

With the disappearance of the small sword, the temperature in the Sword Pool returned to normal, and Aotian stepped out again.

Aotian asked Zhong Mei: "Zhong Mei, what was that small sword just now? Where is the Peerless Sword?"

Zhong Mei explained to the confused crowd: "What Bu Jingyun obtained just now was the True Essence of the Peerless Sword. With the explosion just now, the True Essence of the Peerless Sword has fallen into this pile of scattered Peerless Swords; whoever finds the real Peerless Sword first will be its master."

Lady Ao began to flaunt her connections, saying to Zhong Mei: "Zhong Mei, your Zhong family has enjoyed the grace of my Sword Casting Villa for generations; are you going to sever ties like this now? I believe that since you have been casting the Peerless Sword for so long, you must know where it is."

Zhong Mei shook his head and said: "Very well, Madam, I will help the Young Master one last time. The Peerless Sword is a work of divine craftsmanship and possesses its own spirit; Young Master, please try to communicate with the sword with your heart."

Upon hearing this, Lady Ao hurriedly ordered Aotian: "Tian'er, find the sword quickly."

Aotian said confidently: "I come from a family of sword casters and have seen countless swords; finding a Peerless Sword is as simple as drinking water."

After speaking, Aotian searched through the pile of Peerless Swords, finally choosing a sword that was radiating light, and held it up, shouting: "The Peerless Sword, I, your young master, have found it."

Duan Fengyun looked on with disdain; could a coward like Aotian really find the Peerless Sword?

Duan Fengyun did not indulge him and went straight for Aotian with the Fire Scale Sword; Aotian raised the Peerless Sword to resist, but the sword in his hand was snapped in two.

Duan Fengyun laughed loudly: "Haha, and you call this the Peerless Sword."

Hearing this, Aotian angrily threw away the sword in his hand.

Duan Fengyun also searched slowly for the Peerless Sword, but he still felt nothing.

Zhong Mei shook his head and said: "Fine horses are common, but those who recognize them are not. The Peerless Sword has emerged, yet it has no master worthy of it; what a pity, what a pity."