Invincible Snake Emperor

Chapter 679: Chapter 268: A Sword Cultivator’s Single Strike

If Bai Junran’s first defeat at Tu Xiao’an’s hands could be blamed on his own arrogance, carelessness, and not using his full strength...

...then the second time, on the outskirts of Wencheng, he had been utterly crushed.

Crushed by a single glance.

Furthermore, the ease with which Tu Xiao’an had slain the Fierce Beast had made Bai Junran understand that he and that monster were not on the same Level at all.

A man must know his own limits, and this was even more crucial for a genius.

Otherwise, they were prone to dying young.

Bai Junran’s words left Bai Shenlong, the High Rank War King from his uncle’s generation, in a stunned silence.

Meanwhile, Luo Zijie remained silent under Luo Muren’s questioning, merely stroking his sword hilt.

”Young Master, please say something! The Dragon Snake concerns the rise and fall of our Luo Family. You can’t just withdraw with a single word. How am I supposed to explain this to the Patriarch when I return?”

Luo Muren desperately wanted to know what kind of monster that young man was. Why had his appearance instantly silenced the exceptionally talented Young Masters of the Bai and Luo Families?

”Uncle Luo, what do you think of my sword?” Luo Zijie suddenly asked.

Luo Muren was surprised and confused, but he answered seriously, ”Young Master, your sword is like the rising sun. Its heroic spirit is contained within; it is hard, sharp, and indestructible. It is a first-class Divine Weapon. In fact, it was precisely because of this sword that you passed the Celestial Tribulation so easily and became our Luo Family’s youngest Sword Cultivator. Now, at such a young age, you’ve even reached the Realm of Unity of Man and Sword. You are in no way inferior to Young Master Bai.”

The Luo Family was immensely proud to have such a Young Master.

”That’s right. I was able to pass the Celestial Tribulation with ease entirely because of this sword. This sword greatly increased my strength. A Sword Cultivator’s greatest pride isn’t how exquisite their Swordsmanship Cultivation is, but whether they can obtain a good sword that perfectly suits them.” A faint smile appeared on Luo Zijie’s face as he glanced toward Tu Xiao’an. ”My father and all you elders have asked me many times how I obtained this sword, but I never told you. Uncle Luo, I’ll tell you now: he gave it to me.”

”He... gave it to you?” Luo Muren was utterly shocked.

A sword this good couldn’t be described as merely priceless. How could someone just give it away?

’No wonder the Young Master isn’t competing with him for the Dragon Snake.’ He finally understood.

’To receive such a Treasure Sword... for a Sword Cultivator, that favor is heavier than the heavens. How could he possibly compete with his benefactor over a mere Snake?’

Sigh. Forget it. Luo Muren was speechless.

In truth, Luo Zijie had only told him the first reason, not the second.

And the second reason was the most crucial one.

Qin Yong saw that the Bai and Luo Families seemed dead set on their decision, truly withdrawing to become mere spectators.

’What on earth made the Young Masters of the Bai and Luo Families withdraw? Is that young man’s Cultivation really that powerful?’

’But he’s just a kid. Even if he started his Cultivation in the womb, what Realm could he possibly have reached?’

’Whatever. The arrow is already nocked; it must be fired. My Qin Family can’t just withdraw without doing anything.’

A Dragon Snake at the Snake Spirit level hadn’t been seen in centuries. Although it wasn’t a Rank Three Demon Spirit, it was far more extraordinary than any of them.

If this Dragon Snake achieved Rank Three of Enlightenment in the future, its value would be beyond description.

”Kid, let’s fight! This War King wants to see if you’re a man or a ghost,” Qin Yong said, taking a deep breath as the aura of a War King erupted from his body.

Tu Xiao’an glanced at Qin Yong. ’Is this guy an idiot? Can’t he read the situation? He’s determined to walk this path to the bitter end.’

’Man or ghost? It would be more fitting to ask if I’m a man or a Demon.’

At that moment, Tu Xiao’an looked at the aura bursting from Qin Yong, shook his head indifferently, and uttered an incredibly arrogant line: ”You’re too weak. You’re not worthy of my attention.”

If Tu Xiao’an wished it, with a single command, Qin Yong—and even the Bai and Luo Families—would be instantly overwhelmed by a horde of Demons, leaving not even a corpse behind.

”HAHA... you whelp who still smells of his mother’s milk, such big words! To say that I, a dignified War King, am not worthy of your attention?”

Qin Yong looked at Bai Junran and Bai Shenlong from the Bai Family as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world, expecting them to burst out laughing with him.

However, the two from the Bai Family remained expressionless. Not only did they not laugh, but they looked at him as if he were a complete idiot.

As for Luo Zijie, he couldn’t even be bothered to glance at the clown Qin Yong. ’Is a Middle Rank War King that strong?’

To put it bluntly, he was the weakest one here in the War King Realm.

”What’s wrong with all of you? Isn’t what this kid said ridiculous? What are you so afraid of?”

Qin Yong was completely baffled by the two families’ attitudes.

The guy hadn’t even seemed to do anything since he showed up, right?

He scared the Bai and Luo Families just by standing there?

”You foolish human, you’re not even worthy of carrying my master’s shoes! Could you please stop showing off your idiocy as naturally as you breathe?”

The Dragon Snake got into character quickly, looking at Qin Yong with utter disdain. ’Some Middle Rank War King. He couldn’t even capture a Snake Spirit like me, yet he still feels so good about himself.’

”Dragon Snake, you’ll be enslaved by my Qin Family sooner or later! You’ll get what’s coming to you then!”

Qin Yong shot the Dragon Snake a cold look.

”Kid, do you dare to fight or not? If not, the Dragon Snake will belong to my Qin Family!”

Tu Xiao’an truly couldn’t be bothered to act. In his eyes, a Level 33 War King was no different from a three-year-old child.

”Luo Zijie, where are you?”

Tu Xiao’an suddenly spoke, his words soft but clear.

Luo Zijie, who had retreated to the side, shuddered and drew a sharp breath. He thought to himself, ’The Master is finally summoning me.’

Luo Zijie didn’t dare to hesitate. He vanished from Luo Muren’s side in a flash. The next second, he was kneeling on one knee before Tu Xiao’an, his right hand resting on the hilt of his sword, which was pressed to the ground.

”Your subordinate, Luo Zijie, is here.”

This scene was like a clap of thunder on a clear day, stunning everyone into a stupor.

The dignified Young Master of the Luo Family, one of Wencheng’s four great families, was kneeling at that young man’s feet, calling himself a subordinate.

What in the world was going on?

Even Bai Junran, who was well aware of Tu Xiao’an’s power, was exceptionally shocked.

Luo Zijie’s behavior was completely unexpected.

Everyone was collectively petrified.

”Get rid of this eyesore for me,” Tu Xiao’an said to Luo Zijie, too lazy to bother with everyone else’s shock.

Luo Zijie nodded heavily. ”Yes, your subordinate obeys.”

With that, Luo Zijie stood up, walked over to face Qin Yong, and slowly drew his sword from its sheath. A dazzling, cold light spread out, its gleam mesmerizing.

The Heroic Sword was two feet and one inch long, forged from a kind of bronze ore that was half stone and half copper. It was a Divine Weapon filled with righteous and noble Qi.

Now, it was pointed at Qin Yong.

Qin Yong was now completely and utterly baffled. What was happening? Why was the Luo Family’s Young Master suddenly attacking him?

Events had unfolded so quickly that everyone was lost and bewildered.

”Make your move. If I strike first, you won’t get another chance,” Luo Zijie said, looking at Qin Yong coldly.

In terms of Realm, both were Middle Rank War Kings, but he was a Sword Cultivator. His combat power was inherently greater, and his first move was always a killing blow. He looked down on ordinary War Kings.

Qin Yong said in a low voice, ”Is your Luo Family declaring war on my Qin Family?”

”This has nothing to do with the Luo or Qin Families. I am only representing myself,” Luo Zijie said coldly.

That was right. He only represented himself. He was no longer a complete individual, but someone else’s War Servant.

”Brother Luo, your Young Master has gone mad! Aren’t you going to do something?” Qin Yong shouted at Luo Muren.

Luo Muren finally snapped back to his senses. The sight of his Young Master kneeling at that man’s feet had been too shocking.

He opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say. It was too late for words.

”If you won’t make a move, then this junior will not be polite!” Luo Zijie’s aura surged, brimming with killing intent. He was the Young Master of the Luo Family, a man of prominent status. He was Wencheng’s genius Sword Cultivator with a limitless future, backed by a great family.

Yet, all of that was meaningless. At this moment, he was merely Tu Xiao’an’s War Servant.

When the master orders a kill, the servant must obey.

”Ruling the World, Sword Qi First—Kill!”

Wielding the legendary Heroic Sword, Luo Zijie brought it down on Qin Yong in a single slash. A vast wave of Sword Qi, like a roiling river turning over the sea, unleashed endless power into the air. The terrifying Sword Qi instantly engulfed Qin Yong.

”AHH—”

With a single wretched scream, Qin Yong spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and then his entire body was torn into pieces.

A massive trench, dozens of meters long, was carved into the plaza ground where he had stood.

Sword Qi. Incredibly powerful Sword Qi.

With just one strike, he had killed Qin Yong, a Middle Rank War King. It was so simple it was hard to believe.

A Sword Cultivator. With a sword in hand, I own the world.

”Sir! Sir!”

Witnessing such a bloody scene, the disciples of the Qin Family went into a frenzy.

He was a famous expert of the Qin Family! And he died just like that? His death was far too casual.

”Your Luo Family shamelessly murdered an expert of our Qin Family! The Qin Family will remember this debt!”

One of the disciples roared in anger, then said, ”Let’s go! We’ll return and report to the Patriarch! We will launch a punitive expedition against the Luo Family!”

Although this group of Qin Family disciples was furious, they were just minor figures with lowly status and little influence. They were helpless against the murderer and could only retreat for now.

Just then, streaks of auroral Sword Qi swept through the Qin Family disciples. AHH... AHH... AHH... Inhuman screams echoed continuously.

One by one, the Qin Family disciples were mercilessly slaughtered, until not a single one was left alive.

”Uncle Luo, you...”

Luo Zijie looked at Luo Muren in surprise. It was he who had just attacked and killed the Qin Family disciples.

Luo Muren said coldly, ”Young Master, you killed Qin Yong. We and the Qin Family are now irreconcilable enemies. Killing one is still killing; killing a dozen more makes no difference to the outcome.”

’We might as well weaken the Qin Family’s strength while we have the chance.’

’As for why our Young Master calls that young man his superior... could it really be just because he was given a sword?’

’I’m afraid there’s much more to it than that.’

But with members of the Bai Family present, Luo Muren couldn’t ask, no matter how great his doubts were.

”The people from the Luo Family are truly ruthless,” Bai Shenlong said, dumbfounded.

In just a short while, everyone the Qin Family had brought was dead.

”We saw nothing. This has nothing to do with our Bai Family. Let’s go.”

After suffering a few setbacks, Bai Junran had actually matured quite a bit, becoming calmer and more level-headed.

Or perhaps, he just didn’t want any more contact with a monster like Tu Xiao’an. It would seriously damage his own ambition.

The more brilliant the other party was, the more insignificant he felt.

The Young Master of the Luo Family, Luo Zijie, who was in the same Super Class as him, was already calling Tu Xiao’an his superior. What did that imply?

The answer was all too obvious.