Martial Cultivator

At this moment, Lu Ji finally regarded himself as part of Great Liang. This Tea Sage who had lived through multiple dynasties was filled with joy. Even if he were to die on the Northern Frontier in the next moment, he would feel it was nothing.

There was a saying his old friend had once spoken, now widely circulated, though he had always dismissed it before.

That saying was: a scholar dies for one who understands him.

He, Lu Ji, had never thought of following anyone, not in the past, nor now. But at this moment, he was willing to give his life for such a world.

Without resentment, without regret.

Just as Lu Ji was lost in thought, a figure suddenly gathered beside him. It was his old friend, now going by the alias Cao Chong.

Cao Chong looked at Lu Ji and teased, “What’s this? Lord Tea Sage, getting old and suddenly feeling your blood run hot?”

Lu Ji was not annoyed. Instead, he said sincerely, “What do you think? Is the world today better than the one when you served as an official? Is it better than any era in the past?”

It was rare to see his old friend so serious, so Cao Chong naturally dropped his flippant tone and smiled. “In just over two hundred years, to shape the world with a backbone like this, I truly find it astonishing. These few emperors of Great Liang are no ordinary people.”

The founding emperor, Emperor Taizong, Emperor Lingzong, the current Great Liang Emperor whose whereabouts were unknown, and this young martial artist.

Five people, over two hundred years, had completely transformed the world, making it no longer what it once was. That was no easy feat.

Lu Ji smiled. “The backbone lost during the Great Jin Dynasty took so many years to recover, it wasn’t easy either. The divine land sank, and the world became so terrible it was painful to witness.”

Cao Chong said calmly, “There are those empty phrases like ‘after extreme misfortune comes blessing,’ ‘when water is full, it overflows,’ ‘the waning moon becomes full again.’ Those are things meaningless scholars like to say. In my view, it has nothing to do with that. It’s simply that such people have only appeared now. If they had appeared earlier, everything would have changed earlier. In other words, once they appear, that era is destined to change.”

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Lu Ji did not speak, only pondering those words.

“But this young man’s situation right now is still extremely dangerous. That ruler of myriad demons in the north is not willing to wait for him to grow, so he has already come.”

Cao Chong sighed. Whether human or demon, some were simply too powerful.

This world had to allow the emergence of people like the Great Liang Emperor and Chen Chao, but it also had to allow the existence of a demon like the Demon Emperor.

That Demon Emperor was also a genuine peerless ruler, stronger than any demon emperor of the past.

Lu Ji frowned. “And you’re just going to watch?”

Cao Chong said, “That damned strongest sword user in the past several hundred, no, even thousands of years has already gone to stop him. Otherwise, do you think this kid could still be here lightly dealing with this lightning?”

Lu Ji had just relaxed somewhat, but soon heard Cao Chong continue, “But it’s still very difficult, because... the strongest sword cultivator may not necessarily be able to defeat the strongest Demon Emperor!”

Lu Ji was about to speak.

Cao Chong cut him off helplessly, “Enough. If I didn’t intend to get involved, why would I come here? Just to watch him get beaten to death?”

Taking a deep breath, this man who could be considered a scholar, even a Confucian Saint stronger than the academy’s dean smiled, “It’s been a long time since I last fought someone.”

“Don’t expect too much. If I can just take a few less hits, that’s already the limit. You want me to join forces with that sword user to kill the Demon Emperor? Isn’t that just a dream?”

Cao Chong shook his head. After saying this, he vanished in a flash.

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At the boundary of Ying Prefecture.

In the great battle between the Sword Sect’s Sect Master and the Demon Emperor, the two had entirely different intentions. The Sword Sect’s Sect Master went in aiming to decide life and death, while the Demon Emperor had no intention of lingering here, instead wanting to bypass this sword wielder and head into Ying Prefecture to kill.

However, the Sword Sect’s Sect Master ultimately unleashed that sword he had spent his entire life comprehending.

Between heaven and earth, there was sword intent everywhere.

It could also be said that everywhere was filled with swords.

On that battlefield where no one else was present, the Sword Sect’s Sect Master’s aura had already been raised to its peak. Endless sword qi surged from his body.

Having practiced the sword for over a hundred years, the accumulation of sword qi within the Sword Sect’s Sect Master was unmatched in the world.

Facing the sky full of sword intent, the Demon Emperor slightly furrowed his brows. Although in his view, even if the Sword Sect’s Sect Master wanted to kill him now, it would still be nothing more than a fool’s dream, he still had to admit that compared to before, the Sword Sect’s Sect Master was indeed much stronger.

The first time the two met, both were at the end of the Nepenthe Realm, but the Sword Sect’s Sect Master’s sword had only been seventy to eighty percent complete, posing no threat to the Demon Emperor.

This time, both had broken through, and upon meeting again, although he still held the advantage, the Sword Sect’s Sect Master’s sword could already bring him some trouble.

The Demon Emperor swept up a surge of demonic qi, shredding and devouring the sword qi that approached him. Then he took a step forward, as if the sky itself had lowered by a fraction.

That indescribable, terrifying pressure pressed down upon heaven and earth, causing the sound of countless flying swords wailing to echo everywhere.

The Sword Sect’s Sect Master’s face turned pale. His boundless sword intent had transformed into innumerable flying swords invisible to the naked eye, all aimed toward the heavens. But as the sky lowered by a fraction, it meant his swords had to retreat by a fraction.

But he refused to retreat.

Sword cultivators had never been the type to endure humiliation for the sake of compromise.

As the strongest in the sword dao in the world, he not only had to carry his own pride, but also the pride of all sword cultivators under heaven. This kind of pride made it absolutely impossible for him to retreat.

The sword could break here, but it could never retreat!

This was what a sword cultivator was.

This was precisely why sword cultivators were regarded by others as the most troublesome, the ones they least wished to encounter!

Thus, in places that no one could see, flying swords had already begun to shatter. The countless wailing cries of swords served as proof.

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