Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 167: Chapter 166: Sword Heart’s Legacy (13)_1

The killing intent of a Fourth Phase Transcendent is not to be underestimated.

In such a situation, a mere flick of the finger, and Ji Liushuang would undoubtedly lie dead on the spot.

However, to everyone’s surprise, faced with this sudden crisis, Ji Liushuang showed no fear at all, not even taking a single step back.

“You’re trying to scare me.”

“Oh, how do you know?”

Fu Qian looked at her, his finger still not retracted.

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“I don’t know why, but I just do.”

Ji Liushuang answered naturally.

What are you, spouting riddles?

Fu Qian, looking into Ji Liushuang’s somewhat hazy eyes, knew that it was very likely related to her Sword Intent.

Interesting!

Just now, Fu Qian was indeed probing and had not planned to actually kill anyone.

But as simple as it sounded, facing such a lethal threat, if there was even the slightest doubt that it was real, it would be impossible to remain unperturbed.

As it turned out, that thing gave Ji Liushuang an unimaginable intuition, pure and clear in thought, possessing a natural ability to dispel falsehoods.

Of course, the side effect was that her brain had been cleared too much, making her seem somewhat dazed.

Just like just now, she was easily sidetracked, completely lacking her usual astuteness.

This strange Sword Intent, it might be the target I’m looking for.

Fu Qian thought to himself.

“You haven’t answered my question. Are you looking for me for a reason?”

Ji Liushuang was silent for a while, as if suddenly recalling something.

“Actually, there is a matter.”

Finally, Fu Qian withdrew his finger, all smiles.

“I came today to ask you, do you want to leave the Swordsmanship Department and join the Heaven’s Commencement Institute?”

“Why?”

Facing this extraordinary question, Ji Liushuang finally showed a hint of shock.

Clearly unaware of this matter, it seemed Jian Jingzheng hadn’t yet had the opportunity to speak with her.

So certain was he spouting nonsense, that this distinguished disciple would never defect to another sect?

This unfathomable confidence!

“It’s obvious that you’ve encountered a bottleneck recently, why not consider blazing a new trail?”

Fu Qian pointed at Ji Liushuang’s head.

“Joining Heaven’s Commencement Institute… can blaze a new trail?”

Ji Liushuang looked at Fu Qian earnestly.

“Yes, whether you choose to become an invincible powerhouse or a dark heroine, whatever path you wish to take is possible, and advancing to Middle Tier would be within easy reach.”

Fu Qian’s words were full of the charm of a seasoned recruiter.

“Oh.”

Ji Liushuang only responded with a soft acknowledgment.

A moment later, she slowly raised her head.

“Will that path allow me to become a Demigod?”

“You’re thinking quite far ahead!”

“Mhm, because Director Li has already become a Demigod. If I were to transfer to Heaven’s Commencement, I would need to prove that I can achieve that too.”

Ji Liushuang explained earnestly.

Li Weixuan became a Demigod?

Fu Qian suddenly became intrigued.

“How do you know?”

“I just do.”

Ji Liushuang shook her head and turned to look into the distance.

I should have expected that answer.

Fu Qian followed Ji Liushuang’s gaze and suddenly sensed something unusual.

The next moment, from within the Sword Pavilion beside them, a sonorous clang of steel suddenly resounded.

Before the reverberation faded, another clang followed.

One clang after another, the ringing quickly became as dense as rain droplets, captivating the soul.

Even the seemingly imperturbable Sword Pavilion began to tremble incessantly.

Amidst cries of alarm, swords of various shapes burst out from every floor of the pavilion, converging into a stream, densely filling the air as they flew towards the distance.

At the end of this deluge of swords, a figure slowly emerged.

He extended his right hand as if he were holding an invisible sword, yet it seemed as though he was supporting the weight of a thousand catties.

When all the long swords reached his side, they formed a vortex around his empty right hand, the sound of air being torn apart was like the buzzing of bees.

Li Weixuan!

Every student who had chased out from the Sword Pavilion recognized who the person was.

Director… Demigod?

The spectacular scene before them had everyone looking at each other, unable to help but start speculating.

“Open!”

Carrying the Sword Mountain to a close distance, Li Weixuan let out a laugh and threw it out with one flick of his arm.

The vortex exploded in all directions, and each sword, as if given life, shone with radiant light, displaying a thousand different elegant postures.

The next moment, these swords dispersed into a circle and simultaneously plunged into the ground surrounding the Sword Pavilion.

“I’m glad I didn’t miss this day!”

Li Weixuan’s voice boomed with laughter.

“The little insights I’ve gathered these days, I share with you all.”

Witnessing the spectacular sight, the students erupted into cheers that shook the heavens.

There was no need for guessing anymore; Director Li, who had been in closed-door cultivation for so long, had officially ascended to demigod status.

No wonder so many people enjoyed swordsmanship; setting aside strength, just this commanding presence alone was off the charts!

Fu Qian watched Li Weixuan, who seemed like a sword immortal descended to the mortal realm, feeling deeply moved for a long while.

The situation was becoming increasingly complex!

Li Weixuan, in his demigod state, now felt as sharp as an ancient sword.

If this man was his target, he feared that it would take quite an effort to deal with him.

Speaking of which, he turned his head once more to look at Ji Liushuang.

She was equally astonishing!

Given her realm, it was almost impossible for her to have detected Li Weixuan’s arrival through mere perception.

But not only did she know that Li Weixuan was coming from that direction, she even confirmed his ascent to demigod status.

How on earth did she manage that? It was truly intriguing.

In the center of everyone’s attention, Li Weixuan’s steps seemed slow but were actually fast, and in a flash, he had arrived in front of the Sword Pavilion, enjoying the cheers of the students while greeting everyone.

Of course, as the only one dressed in strange attire, Fu Qian immediately caught his attention.

“Who are you?”

Li Weixuan looked at the stranger’s face, his expression full of confusion.

As soon as he spoke, everyone looked over.

Almost all of them were watching with schadenfreude.

Whether students or staff, it could be said that none of them had a favorable impression of Fu Qian.

Now that the Director had ascended to demigod status, this fellow who brought trouble upon the Swordsmanship Department was finally hitting a snag.

“Congratulations, I am Fu Qian from Heaven’s Commencement Institute.”

Fu Qian sized up Li Weixuan with a smile on his face.

Although there wasn’t an aura of celestial grace about him, nothing seemed amiss—he looked just like a normal demigod should.

“I came here today in hopes that a certain student would become my disciple.”

Fu Qian pointed at Ji Liushuang, who remained silent and expressionless.

What?

This guy came here just to make Ji Liushuang his student?

The crowd was hearing of Fu Qian’s purpose for the first time.

It was simply an epitome of utter disregard for others!

“Become your student, why?”

Li Weixuan was also shocked, he scrutinized Ji Liushuang and suddenly his eyes lit up, his face revealing a joyful expression.

“Well done!”

“Liushuang, you truly are one of the most talented students in the Swordsmanship Department!”

“You have grasped the Sword Intent so quickly!”

What? Ji Liushuang has grasped the Sword Intent?

Li Weixuan’s words clearly took the audience by surprise, disbelieving looks turned towards Ji Liushuang.

It didn’t seem likely; she obviously looked pale and unwell.

“Spirit clear and penetrating, the heart and sword in harmony, this is—”

At this moment, Li Weixuan was still not done expressing his admiration.

“Sword Heart Enlightenment!”