Three months ago, Author: Xun Chun Xu Zhou
Chapter 50: Cutting through the Thin Line Between Life and Death (Seeking More Updates!)
Chu Weiyang had never lacked the courage to face life and death directly, but such unexpected changes left him puzzled, making him contemplate that even if he had to face calamities of life and death, he needed to understand the reasons behind them.
Otherwise, chasing after something that doesn't exist, would it lead to another round of pursuit?
In silence, looking at the tightly closed door in front of him, Chu Weiyang took a step back instead.
At the same time, the voice of Chun Yu Zhi also transmitted through the restriction, echoing in Chu Weiyang's mind.
"Separated by a layer of restriction, and not sensing the true aura of the approaching person clearly, unable to detect the situation, for safety's sake, should I... I have a secret technique of mountain disguise, maybe I can..."
While Chun Yu Zhi was speaking, Chu Weiyang shook his head, rejecting her suggestion.
"There is no reason for this. Speaking of being blocked at the door, it's already too late to think about escaping. After traveling nine thousand miles, I don't want to experience such a thing again. Even if there is another Sword Sect, another mountain like Ting Changshan wanting to kill me, I want to die understanding why, right?"
Saying this, Chu Weiyang appeared carefree.
As his words fell, he suddenly thought of something, and his steps forward paused.
"Miss Zhi, your Ting Changshan secret technique must not harm me. Is there really only one person watching outside the courtyard?"
Hearing this, Chun Yu Zhi almost instinctively responded without much thought.
"How would I benefit from harming you? This is a technique that can only be practiced by those at the realm of Huang Ya Dan Tai. The subtleties and mysteries within are not something you can understand. Back in the day..."
As she spoke, Chu Weiyang remained patient, quietly listening to the voice echoing in his mind.
Chun Yu Zhi seemed to lose her spirit, abruptly falling silent.
Without the sarcasm in that voice, in Chu Weiyang's memory, Chun Yu Zhi's image was no longer the sharp-tongued spirit that once floated, but the girl who used to dance gracefully on the verdant mountain peak in his memories.
Through the passage of time, the past image and the current voice of Chun Yu Zhi overlapped.
In this era, the more one sees the vicissitudes of the world, the more they long for the past.
So, in the silent atmosphere of their contemplation, Chun Yu Zhi's slightly melancholic voice resounded once again.
"The person watching outside, only one person's aura and attention are focused here. You have to figure it out yourself..."
With that said, at the other end of the restriction, Chun Yu Zhi's voice disappeared in no time.
Thus, in this silence, Chu Weiyang smiled and took a step back until his entire figure disappeared behind the old tree in the courtyard.
In the early morning, the rosy clouds spreading over Jing'an Dao City filtered through the narrow gaps between the intertwining branches and leaves of the deep spring season, casting layers of golden light on Chu Weiyang, leaving scattered traces of light on him.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Weiyang had a feeling of returning to the forest of Lingqiu Mountain.
Clearing his mind of these complex thoughts, Chu Weiyang stood behind the tree, raised his hand, and formed a seal, then released it.
Under the guidance of his spiritual power, the moment the restriction was broken, the tightly closed door suddenly opened a crack.
A gentle breeze swept through, causing the door to creak open and close, finally settling in a half-open state.
Behind the tree, Chu Weiyang remained motionless.
He raised his palm slightly, and at his wrist, the jade snake buzzed, releasing a wisp of dark red smoke into his palm.
In the next moment, before the smoke dissipated, a jade-green flame appeared, enveloping the dark red smoke and dispersing the toxic energy bit by bit into the courtyard.
Accompanying the dispersal of the toxic energy was a faint thread of sinister energy.
At the same time, Chu Weiyang's other hand had drawn out a long sword, holding it in a reverse grip, concealing the sharp edge of the sword behind the tree.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
There was no movement outside the half-open door.
But at the same time, Chun Yu Zhi's voice resounded once again.
"That person moved!"
After another ten breaths passed in silence, still with no movement, it was Chun Yu Zhi's voice that broke the silence.
"That person is now standing at the door!"
There was no need for Chun Yu Zhi to say more.
As a shadow sneaked past the half-open door and almost fully entered the courtyard, Chu Weiyang dissipated the jade-green flame in his hand, forming a seal and pulling it abruptly.
In an instant, not only did the restriction on the door restore itself, but with the infusion of spiritual power, a dazzling light revealed the chains of the restriction, and with a swift motion from Chu Weiyang, it whipped like a long whip, striking the person's back as they stumbled and fell into the courtyard, followed by the sound of the door closing tightly.
On the other end of the restriction, Chun Yu Zhi's voice seemed about to resound.
But in the blink of an eye, Chu Weiyang had no intention of listening quietly.
One slow step could lead to many more slow steps!
Cutting through the thin line between life and death!
As Yu stepped forward, the Six True Sword Intents immediately circulated in Chu Weiyang's mind.
With the infusion of spiritual power, within the boundless sword energy, a majestic atmosphere of torrential rain gradually unfolded.
Rain Sword Intent, Valley Rain Sword Intent!
In the gentle breeze, there was a sword intent that could not be avoided!
It was the hidden killing intent in the gentle wind and light rain!
Swish—!
In the vast sky, a sword rose and was about to descend.
The sound of breaking through the air was filled with the rustling of raindrops.
Under the illumination of this sword light, at the entrance, the figure that had fallen to the ground suddenly stood up.
As if there were no bones in their waist, accompanied by a woman's cry of pain, her lotus-like fingers flipped, and as she pointed towards Chu Weiyang, bright light enveloped the talisman, and colorful powder fell like confetti in the wind.
In the blink of an eye, without hesitation, Chu Weiyang raised his other hand, and as the spiritual light revolved, behind the sword energy, a vast and sprawling fireworks burst forth!
Once the jade-green flame appeared, it surged ahead of time, enveloping the colorful powder and the wind in flames.
Without waiting for Chu Weiyang to pour his spiritual energy into it, just a slight refinement of the jade-green flame caused not only the powder and the strange wind to melt directly into the flame—
In an instant, the jade-green flame unexpectedly surged against the wind!
In a flash, even though Chu Weiyang was still dumbfounded, what kind of surprise was this?
So, under the astonished gaze of the veiled woman, Chu Weiyang's sword descended, piercing between the woman's hands.
Before she could take out the second talisman, he directly dropped the Qiankun pouch under the sword.
At the same time, the surging jade-green flame suddenly condensed, seemingly held in Chu Weiyang's palm.
Close by, Chu Weiyang thrust out a fist, the tip of the fist wrapped in flames, within the fierce fire, it seemed to condense into sharp claws and beaks in an instant!
Bang—!
With a powerful and heavy punch, it struck directly at the woman's temple.
Her figure shook violently, and the woman looked down at the long sword carrying the Qiankun pouch, then looked up at Chu Weiyang's pale face without a hint of color.
Just as she was about to speak—
"Chu..."
Before the words could leave her throat, the woman's eyes rolled back, and she fainted straight away.
At the same time, Chun Yu Zhi's voice resounded in Chu Weiyang's mind.
"I suppose you and the sisters of the Baihua Tower don't have any deep grudges, right?"
With a flick of her wrist, Chu Weiyang shook the long sword, creating a sword flower, and then tossed the embroidered Qiankun pouch into Chu Weiyang's hand.
Holding the embroidered Qiankun pouch, Chu Weiyang's voice echoed softly.
"It's not that simple. Speaking of seniority, in terms of the lineage, I am the current head of the Panwang Sect. The Baihua Tower has a history of conflict with us, and it's a matter of reputation and enmity!"
In the vast sea, beyond the three thousand miles of night and calm waves, under the moonlight, two figures were walking on the waves, one in front and one behind!
Their sharp sword energy enveloped their figures, cutting through the waves and slashing the surging waves.
Leading the way in front was the elder of the Zhenmo Cave of the Qianyuan Sword Sect, Ding Younian, a senior figure!
At this moment, within the endless river of sword energy, Ding Younian flew through the air, his face showing impatience, breathing heavily, and looking disheveled.
In no time, Ding Senior had to look back.
Closely following him was Qingxi, the elder of the Jieyun Lineage, a Golden Core cultivator!
Now, seeing Ding Senior look back, the woman in palace attire spoke coldly, her voice as sharp as the sword energy around her.
"Junior Brother Ding! Who would have thought that you, who failed to defend the Zhenmo Cave from Chun Yu Zhi, have reached the realm of Nine Refinements of the Dan Tai without anyone knowing? People have underestimated you! Our Jieyun Lineage has underestimated you!
Perhaps when the spiritual object was delivered to the Zhenmo Cave, you had already set your sights on it! Did you want to use the spiritual object to break through to the Golden Core realm? Unfortunately, with a flawed spiritual object, you cannot break through that bottleneck.
Moreover, even if you had the complete spiritual object in your hands, without the opening of the heavenly sword scripture, without the profound realm of the heavens and earth, Ding Younian, do you really think you can achieve your dream of becoming a great cultivator with just such stubbornness?
I'm not telling you this to make you repent, but to make you understand and think clearly about how foolish your ideas are! Run! You have no way back! Carry this regret with you and die under the sword of the Sword Sect today!"
As her words fell, the gentle sea breeze carried Ding Younian's almost frantic voice.
"Haha! Don't call me Junior Brother! Song Qingxi! I will never regret it! I will never regret it! You all have never treated us as junior siblings, as disciples of the Sword Sect!
But I, Ding Younian, am still a swordsman! A swordsman at the Nine Refinements of the Dan Tai!
I understand the principle of no regrets in swordsmanship!
Can't become a great cultivator? So what!
Song Qingxi! Remember this! Remember this, Jieyun Lineage—It is I, Ding Younian, who destroyed the karma of your tribulations in the Zhenmo Cave!
It was me!"
Thus, in the fierce wind, only Ding Younian's wild, almost mad laughter remained.
In place, Song Qingxi raised her hand, and within the endless divine brilliance condensed into a mirror wheel, a vast and majestic spiritual light gathered in a thin line, and within the sword energy revolving, the sword-shaped jade hairpin solidified, held in Song Qingxi's hand, and then slashed towards the river of sword energy around her.
"Sword out without regrets? Are you worthy of mentioning sword out without regrets? Today, I will make you carry endless regret and die under the treasure of the Sword Sect!"
As the treasure revolved, it was about to transform into sword light and descend.
The sky seemed to break apart under this majestic sword light.
The Jieyun Sword!
In the center of the courtyard, on the only stone chair, the woman who had intruded into Chu Weiyang's courtyard was tied up securely.
It was embarrassing to say, but thanks to the complex memories of past and present lives, Chu Weiyang had bound this woman very securely.
Or perhaps, too securely.
At this moment, Chu Weiyang was holding a large jar in his hand, pouring the wine that emitted a strong smell, mixed with a hint of fishy odor, all over the unconscious woman.
As he held his breath and looked into the jar, only the rotten herbs remained at the bottom.
He pursed his lips, feeling a bit hesitant, and finally had to throw the large jar back beside the tree.
Turning back to look at the woman drenched in wine, still unconscious, with some rotten herbs sticking to her hair and wet cheeks, there was no need to carefully observe her face anymore.
In Chu Weiyang's eyes, she no longer looked human.
After staring at her with a somewhat expectant gaze for a while, the woman seemed to be awakened by the foul smell.
She raised her head in a daze, struggling a few times, and when she looked down at her wet palace attire, she then looked up at Chu Weiyang's face, which was pale and devoid of any color.
Just as she was about to let out a piercing scream, Chu Weiyang extended his hand, and the tip of the sword was already pressed against the woman's neck.
Seeing this clearly, a layer of goosebumps appeared on the woman's skin.
At the same time, Chu Weiyang spoke with a hoarse voice, causing the woman to tremble like a sieve.
"The people of this city... why are their minds as erratic as a broken string? With your cultivation at the Qi Refinement stage, how dare you come here to spy? Don't think you can deceive me with your lies.
I heard it clearly just now! You know me? Why do you know me?
And why are you spying here? How did you accurately find this place? What is the connection between Dong Heng and his cousin with you?
Also, what is your surname, what is your name? Is this matter your own business, or is it arranged by the Baihua Tower? Don't pretend to be ignorant.
The Baihua's sinister energy is real, and your Qiankun pouch is right here on the table! Oh, by the way, speaking of the Baihua Tower, there is an important matter. Have you practiced the 'Five Organs Absorbing Qi Essence Technique'?
That kind of cultivation method involving ingesting pills... Every detail of these matters must be thought through and told clearly—"
Before he could finish speaking, the woman remained calm upon hearing the previous words, but when Chu Weiyang asked about the 'Five Organs Absorbing Qi Essence Technique,' she seemed to recall something and began to struggle on the stone chair, twisting like a pretzel.
With her violent gasps, the next moment, before she could scream in shock, the toxic energy scattered in the courtyard intensified.
Suddenly, the woman's body stiffened, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted once again.
In his place, Chu Weiyang hesitated to speak, waiting for several breaths, but the woman did not wake up again from being fumigated.
Scratching his head, Chu Weiyang sheathed his sword, walked back towards the tree, and bent down to pick up the large jar...