Chapter 964

At this moment, her realm of the Sword Dao was already extremely rare among the younger generation.

She had obtained the speed-version of the Nine Yin Manual from the Heaven Sword.

Yet through it she had an epiphany, and comprehended the complete Nine Yin Manual.

Among them was a sword art called the Great Demon-Subduing Heaven-Surrounding Divine Sword.

With the arts of Nine Yin and Nine Yang, she once again fused this Great Demon-Subduing Heaven-Surrounding Divine Sword into her own Sword Dao.

From then on, her sword art's strength could truly not be underestimated anywhere in the Nine Provinces.

At this moment, how could she know exactly how far her Wu Gong had reached.

She thought of what Shangguan Haitang had said — here, the head of Mount Emei was precisely the Master Yeyu before her eyes.

Since she was the head, even if her Wu Gong cultivation was not the foremost in the sect, it should still rank among the top.

At the very least, far inferior to her own Master Mie Jue, and to the founder Guo Xiang.

Therefore, the moment they exchanged blows, she fully unleashed her Sword Dao cultivation.

Master Yeyu had initially taken a liking to Zhou Zhiruo because of that move, Jade Maiden's Pure Heart Wonderfully Entering the Spirit.

Seeing her attack, she likewise deployed Mount Emei sword arts to parry.

Sure enough, she saw Zhou Zhiruo consecutively use the two moves — Remaining Rainbow, First Form: Settle Heaven and Earth, and Body Like a Startled Swan, Oriole Piercing the Willow.

These two moves happened to be two moves from Mount Emei's sword arts here.

Therefore, Master Yeyu countered with the matching moves — Sword Like Soul-Chaser, Never Leaving the Person, and Uncommon Marvelous Skill, As If Singing and Dancing.

In an instant, the two were just like Emei disciples sparring and feeding each other moves.

Striking back and forth, you thrust and I block.

In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of moves, all of them from Mount Emei's sword arts—

Not only were they highly entertaining to watch, they left people utterly dumbfounded.

Luo Jusheng was the first to notice something amiss, and could not help but say to Cao Zhengchun,

"Director, why is this so strange?

The sword arts Zhou Zhiruo is using seem to be Mount Emei sword arts!"

"Mr. Luo speaks true."

Another Eastern Depot expert spoke up at this moment,

"Not only are the two of them using the same sword art, but why do they seem like disciples of the same sect sparring with each other?

What is Master Yeyu up to?"

Monk Liaofan also saw something off, his forehead beading with sweat.

Although Maolin was still some distance from the ridge, Liaofan had also heard their conversation.

He immediately transmitted his voice to Cao Zhengchun, explaining,

"Director, this monk truly does not know Zhou Zhiruo's origins!

I am certain that within the Emei Sect, there absolutely cannot be any such person as Zhou Zhiruo."

"Mm!"

Cao Zhengchun listened to Liaofan's excuses in his ear, and gave a flat response.

Liaofan immediately felt his head swell, knowing that this Director, whose happiness and anger never showed on his face, was already somewhat angry.

This time, Liaokong had been killed, and he had sought Zhuge Shenhou to see justice done.

Yet Zhuge Shenhou had brushed him off with the saying, "Matters of the jianghu are settled within the jianghu."

With no choice, Liaofan had sought out Cao Zhengchun, pleading bitterly until this all-powerful Director agreed to step in.

At this moment, the Director was on the ridge with his Eastern Depot men — if the Wu Lin comrades on his own side refused to follow orders,

Not only would avenging Liaokong be hopeless, he feared he would also earn this Director's suspicion.

Immediately, Liaofan circulated Yunzhou Shaolin's Jin Gang Lion's Roar and said,

"Master Yeyu, finish this quickly, do not delay."

Theoretically, the Yunzhou Shaolin abbot naturally could not command the head of Mount Emei.

But Liaofan was of high virtue and prestige, a senior of the jianghu.

Master Yeyu looked no small age, but in truth was still a junior to Yunzhou Shaolin's Three Great Divine Monks.

Moreover, Master Yeyu also knew that Cao Zhengchun was watching.

She immediately gathered her mind, no longer daring to feed Zhou Zhiruo's Mount Emei sword arts with Mount Emei sword moves.

Her long sword trembled, and she directly deployed her signature technique — the Ape Duke Sword Art.

This sword art had been comprehended by a senior master of the Emei Sect here, while traveling the Three Gorges, by observing the mountain apes on both banks.

Not only did it possess the nimble bearing of apes, the sword art also subtly contained the vast, surging momentum of the Yangtze.

When a sword was thrust out, if one dared to receive it,

Then the sword intent would flow on endlessly, sworn to defeat the enemy in a single strike.

The moment Master Yeyu changed her moves, Zhou Zhiruo also suddenly awoke.

Although Master Yeyu's cultivation was similar to Zhou Zhiruo's,

Zhou Zhiruo had cultivated the two divine arts of Nine Yin and Nine Yang, and the yin and yang had merged into one.

Therefore, in terms of true realm, it was actually Zhou Zhiruo who stood above Master Yeyu.

In a single glance, she saw that this seemingly ordinary sword thrust actually held considerable follow-up moves.

Immediately, she no longer deployed Mount Emei sword arts, and with a light tremor of the long sword in her hand,

One sword became two.

The sword on the left was transformed from the Destruction Sword, fused with a strike of Nine Yin.

The sword on the right was transformed from the Absolute Sword, a strike that had merged in the Nine Yang.

The two swords—one yin, one yang.

They repelled each other, yet attracted each other.

The sword Qi and sword intent they stirred up made it impossible for Master Yeyu's Ape Duke Sword Art to push any further in.

"This—how could this be?

She's so young—how could she have cultivated these two divine arts, one yin and one yang?"

Master Yeyu was utterly shocked, yet could not tell exactly which two divine arts these were.

She relied only on the light, swift footwork of Mount Emei, hoping to weave about and find the flaw in Zhou Zhiruo's move.

But Zhou Zhiruo's move not only contained Nine Yin and Nine Yang, its force was staggering.

Its speed, too, was swift as thunder.

Before Master Yeyu could even execute a few steps of footwork, the sword technique had already thrust before her eyes.

With nowhere to evade, Master Yeyu had no choice but to raise her sword horizontally to block.

She poured every defensive aspect of the Emei Sect's sword art into this one move.

Ssshk—

With a series of crisp sounds, Zhou Zhiruo's long sword drove straight in.

The Absolute Sword, carrying the power of Nine Yang, directly shattered every layer of the defense Master Yeyu had so carefully laid.

Then the Nine Yin force on the Absolute Sword coiled and tugged, drawing Master Yeyu's sword aside in one motion.

Master Yeyu wished to resist, but how could she match this Nine Yin force?

She could only watch helplessly as her center gate swung wide open, her heart both desolate and amazed.

She had lost…

"You've lost!"

Zhou Zhiruo, having drawn Master Yeyu's long sword aside, seized the moment when her center gate lay open—yet did not press the advantage to deliver a killing thrust.

Instead, she withdrew her sword and stepped back, and said lightly,

"Sigh! The Yangtze's rear waves push the front waves forward—Yeyu has lost."

Master Yeyu truly had not expected Zhou Zhiruo to show her such consideration, rather than sending her flying the way Tiezhua Feiying had.

Her heart was quite grateful, and recalling the utterly masterful Emei sword art Zhou Zhiruo had just displayed, she could not help but ask,

"Miss, who exactly is your master? What connection do you have with our Emei?"

"When the time is right, you shall know of your own accord."