Chapter 46: The Arrival of Wuming

Amidst the conversation of the few, the Imperial Mausoleum came into view.

Bu Jingyun, filled with expectation, held the Peerless Sword and strode toward the Separation Stone, while Qin Shuang and the others behind him could not help but burst into laughter.

Chuchu, on the other hand, was full of envy and curiosity.

She envied when Bu Jingyun would ever be as eager to find her, and she was curious about what this Kong Ci looked like to make Bu Jingyun so infatuated, to the point that he would risk everything, including his own life, to compete for the Peerless Sword just to see her once.

Bu Jingyun walked to the front of the Separation Stone and touched it with a look of infatuation.

Thinking of Kong Ci inside, and thinking that he would be able to see her soon, his face was full of excitement.

After Duan Fengyun and the others, along with Chuchu, caught up, he began to wield the Peerless Sword to strike at the Separation Stone.

But a scene he never expected appeared: the Peerless Sword actually had no offensive effect on the defense of the Separation Stone.

As he held the Peerless Sword and hacked at the Separation Stone, sparks flew everywhere, but the Separation Stone did not move in the slightest.

Bu Jingyun stared at the Separation Stone, then looked at the Peerless Sword in his hand; he was unwilling to believe that the Peerless Sword, which he had obtained through thousands of hardships and at the risk of his life, could not split the Separation Stone.

Unwilling to give up just like that, he flew up with the sword and spun with the sword tip pointed at the Separation Stone, but it still had no effect.

An enraged Bu Jingyun threw the Peerless Sword—which people in the martial arts world were fighting over—directly onto the ground, and then struck the Separation Stone with one Cloud-Sealing Palm after another.

But even the Peerless Sword had no effect, let alone the Cloud-Sealing Palm; the Separation Stone did not show a single crack.

While continuing to attack the Separation Stone, Bu Jingyun roared madly: "Why, why is there not even a chance for me to see Kong Ci again? I just want to see Kong Ci once."

Watching the crazed Bu Jingyun, Duan Fengyun and the others did not dare to step forward to dissuade him; the problem of emotions could only be solved by Bu Jingyun himself, and they could not guide him through it.

Watching the possessed-like Bu Jingyun, Chuchu finally could not help but shout: "Brother Bu, don't hit it anymore. If you keep hitting it like this, you will disturb Kong Ci's peace."

Hearing this, Bu Jingyun stopped his palm strikes and said to Chuchu in pain: "But I really miss her so much. I just want to see her once."

Seeing that Chuchu's words had an effect, Duan Fengyun and the others frantically signaled to Chuchu, indicating for her to continue guiding Bu Jingyun.

Chuchu understood and continued: "I know you miss her very much, but even if you opened the Separation Stone, what use would it be? Kong Ci is already dead; she can hear nothing and see nothing. What she hopes for is that you can live your life well and not be so possessed for her sake, do you know that, Brother Yun!"

Bu Jingyun stood frozen in place, Chuchu's words surfacing in his mind, and then he thought of what Kong Ci had said to him before she died.

That's right, he had already fallen into this quagmire, forgetting himself and forgetting the people around him.

Bu Jingyun withdrew his True Qi, picked up the Peerless Sword nearby, and turned to say to Duan Fengyun: "Let's go, everyone, let us not disturb Kong Ci's rest."

Now it was Duan Fengyun and the others who were stunned; they did not expect Bu Jingyun to walk out of it so quickly, and they were still a bit disbelieving.

Chuchu teased from the side: "Brother Duan, why are you all still standing there? Let's go."

The six of them walked out of the Imperial Mausoleum happily, while Wuming and Jian Chen had already been waiting for the six of them for several hours in front of the Imperial Mausoleum.

Jian Chen knew that the first thing Bu Jingyun would do after obtaining the Peerless Sword would be to go to the Imperial Mausoleum, so he and Wuming had come directly to the Imperial Mausoleum to wait for the arrival of Bu Jingyun and the others.

Seeing Wuming and Jian Chen upon coming out of the Imperial Mausoleum, Duan Fengyun immediately knew that things were not looking good, but there was no avoiding it; today, they could only meet them.

Bu Jingyun and the others also saw that the middle-aged man beside Jian Chen was extraordinary; his aura was restrained, and he looked like an ordinary commoner, but his spirit gave people a sense of aggression—a very strange middle-aged man.

Duan Fengyun walked in front of the others, cupped his hands, and said: "Senior Wuming, long time no see. I didn't expect you to have re-emerged in the martial arts world."

Qin Shuang and the others could not help but be greatly shocked; this middle-aged man was actually the legendary Martial Arts Myth, Wuming.

The group cupped their hands one after another and said: "Greetings, Senior Wuming."

Wuming nodded, indicating his response to them.

Wuming looked at Bu Jingyun, who was holding the Peerless Sword, and said: "Bu Jingyun, is what you hold in your hand the newly born Peerless Sword?"

Bu Jingyun replied: "Exactly, this sword is also my sword of revenge."

Wuming continued: "This sword is extraordinary; it will increase your murderous karma and stir up blood and chaos in the martial arts world, so I hope you can give up this sword."

Bu Jingyun roared: "Does that mean you want to seize the sword?"

Wuming shook his head and said: "The divine sword has a spirit; it is kind when meeting the kind, and evil when meeting the evil. If you fall into the Demonic Path, this sword will also follow you and become a terrifying peerless demonic sword. Moreover, I will not let you take revenge and kill Xiongba."

"What? Xiongba killed my Kong Ci and wiped out my stepfather's entire family; this hatred is irreconcilable. Xiongba, I must kill him."

Hearing that Wuming wanted to stop him from killing Xiongba, Bu Jingyun said, almost in a state of madness.

Seeing this, Wuming shook his head and said: "Xiongba unified the martial arts world, which had been in conflict for many years, allowing all sides to stabilize. If Xiongba dies, the martial arts world will inevitably fall into chaos, so Xiongba cannot die. Since you refuse to hand over the Peerless Sword, then I can only forcibly seize it. Bu Jingyun, please hand over the Peerless Sword."

Bu Jingyun held the Peerless Sword and replied firmly: "The sword stays, the person stays; the sword is lost, the person is lost."

Seeing the awkward situation between the two, Duan Fengyun hurriedly stood out to smooth things over: "Senior Wuming, Brother Yun is not a person who kills indiscriminately; the Peerless Sword will not stir up martial arts conflict in his hands. The four of us are already in a life-or-death situation with Xiongba; if Xiongba does not die, the ones who die will surely be us."

Wuming replied: "I believe that as long as you can give up killing Xiongba and then retire from the martial arts world, the problem you speak of will certainly not exist."

Even the usually steady Qin Shuang could not help but be pushed hard by Wuming, and he said: "Senior, why must you push us so hard? Clearly, everything is Xiongba's problem, and we will not back down. If others respect me by a foot, I will return it by ten feet. If it weren't for our luck, we would have long since become ghosts under Xiongba's hands, so it is impossible for us to give up."

After speaking, Qin Shuang took the Thunder-Shock Axe from his back, and Duan Fengyun and Nie Feng, knowing that this battle was unavoidable, also drew their own weapons.

Seeing the four of them preparing for battle, Jian Chen also slowly drew his Hero Sword, but he was persuaded back by Wuming:

"Chen'er, do not intervene in this battle. Look at how much of a gap there still is between you and the four most outstanding people in the current martial arts world; only by checking for gaps and making up for them can you go further."

Duan Fengyun and the four stood in a row, each holding their own weapon, preparing to battle Wuming.