Free Web NovelChapter 1134: Chapter 353 Thousands of Cold Lights Shattering Ignorance (Added for Alliance Hierarch Tyrant Sword Demon VAE)
The inheritor of the ancient Art of the Flying Sword appeared in Xianyang City and defeated Wei Yu with his sword.
This news shocked many from the People of Qin.
To many, this person defeated Wei Yu while being on the same Realm, which seemed to be the perfect time to offer a high price.
"Master the civil and military arts, and trade them with the emperor’s family."
This person became famous all over the world in one fell swoop, and perhaps was soon to be favored and bet upon by some major figures, henceforth soaring through Dragon’s Gate and securing a spot in the Great Qin Empire.
Indeed, there were some who wished to meet this person and probe his depths.
In Xianyang City, indeed, such a ripple quietly spread.
But as the challenger in the fight, Xiang Qian, had already leisurely left Xianyang City.
He didn’t care.
Following the Wei River, he walked further west.
The Wei River nourished countless Qin people, yet the common folk’s footprints ended at "Wu Pass."
This majestic Gate City spanning the Wei River completely blocked the dangers coming from the northwest for the Qin people.
Only the truly valiant "Old Qin" warriors could venture toward Wu Pass.
For the People of Qin, being posted at Wu Pass was an honor.
For Xiang Qian, perhaps on the other side of Wu Pass, there might be stronger cultivators of the same Realm... to test his sword.
The renowned Wei Yu certainly hadn’t allowed him to unleash his full combat power, which was somewhat regrettable. Perhaps Jiang Qingyang, who became famous after defeating Wang Yiwu and made a name in Linzi, could have, but unfortunately, he had reached the Inner Mansion Realm after that battle.
As for fighting against Jiang Wang from a higher tier... there wasn’t anyone in the world so presumptuous.
Walking along the mighty Wei River, heading northwest.
The great river surged, its waves vast and boundless, straining one’s sight to its limits, where water touched the sky.
Whither goes the mighty Wei River, and for whom does the towering Wu Pass stand guard?
Such scenery, truly inspiring heroic feelings.
Yet, the man walking down the Wei River...
Shuffled forward, with dead fish eyes, looking lackluster no matter how one saw him.
Just like an ink stain on a painting or a mouse dropping in a pot of porridge... that was pretty much it. It really spoiled the mood.
If this man were a laborer, by now he should have been whipped dead several times by the army overseer.
But others’ opinions meant nothing to Xiang Qian.
Even he himself had no particular view about himself.
What should I do if the world insults me, scolds me, slanders me, or hates me?
You are all correct...
In any case, ask about the sword.
This was the only matter of importance.
He went along with the Wei River, coexisted with the mountains and rivers of this world, but those accompanying him were always just his flying sword.
Just like at this moment...
The Wei River continued to flow strongly forward.
But Xiang Qian stopped walking.
He just stood on this side of the Wei River, unperturbed, using those dead fish eyes to look toward the other side.
At that moment, the sunlight sprinkled gold, and the light danced on the waves.
A man dressed in simple black warrior clothes, from the other side of the Wei River... ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
Stepped on the waves and approached.
The first impression he gave was that of toughness.
Had he not been moving, he would have seemed just like a rock in the Wei River.
Wherever he walked, he broke the waves beneath him and cut off their flow.
The rolling river water could only move around him.
And he yielded to no one, avoided no one.
Step by step, he walked across the Wei River, coming face to face with Xiang Qian.
"Ancient Flying Sword, Xiang Qian?" he asked.
Xiang Qian stood firm, looking disinterestedly at him, "Is there something?"
"I am Qin Zhizhen." said the man in black.
He had a resolute face and was of average stature. What caught the eye was his fist—hard, firm, with its peak almost worn flat—and just like the man himself, unassuming at a glance. But the impression he gave was of being utterly indestructible and unshakeable.
His presence was quite formidable.
His name was also widely known.
Among those representing Qing Country at the Yellow River Gathering, it was Qin Zhizhen,
a contender for the title of the strongest cultivator in the Inner Mansion Realm, and currently a highly sought-after figure in the land of Qin.
Yet Xiang Qian looked at him without any ripple of emotion and repeated, "Is there something you need?"
Qin Zhizhen spoke slowly, "I am Wei Yu’s friend."
His pacing was deliberate, as if he had carefully considered everything he said and every word he chose.
Therefore, it would not change.
"Oh," Xiang Qian said, "Standing up for your friend?"
"You broke his sword and took his reputation," Qin Zhizhen continued, "As his friend, I should naturally seek an explanation."
Xiang Qian had many possible responses, such as it wasn’t him who wanted to take the title, but Wei Yu who had insisted on a public duel. Or, that in the heat of battle, the blades bore no malice, and sparing Wei Yu’s life was the most mercy he could afford, not sparing his sword.
But fundamentally, it was indeed he who had actively sought the challenge.
These reasons, if discussed, to debate right and wrong...
were simply too troublesome.
Xiang Qian hated trouble.
So, he said only, "So what explanation do you want?"
"Simple," Qin Zhizhen declared, "Whatever you did to Wei Yu, I will do to you. However, since you are not yet of sufficient cultivation, I, Qin Zhizhen, will not bully you. Today, I propose a pact. Once you’re in the Inner Mansion, you shall battle me."
His pacing was still slow, but his words were strong and weighty, "Then I’ll take your reputation, and I’ll shatter your sword."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper that carried the scent of antiquity.
At the very top was written three large characters in Qin script—"Military Order."
Particularly the character "order," stamped with a seal, carried an austere air.
Looking further down, on the broad blank space of the Military Order, only on the left side was stamped a fist mark, undoubtedly belonging to Qin Zhizhen.
And on the right, the blank space was clearly reserved for Xiang Qian.
Wei Yu had challenged within the same realm as Xiang Qian, now Qin Zhizhen would challenge Xiang Qian within the same realm, to keep it fair. This Military Order was to prevent any possibility of Xiang Qian avoiding the fight.
Xiang Qian, expressionless, glanced at the Military Order, "Actually, you need not say it; after reaching the Inner Mansion, I would come to meet the heroes of Qin land myself."
He raised his eyelids, "But if you want a fight... why wait for later?" frёeωebɳovel.com
At that instant, his normally dull, dead-fish eyes fiercely gleamed.
Simultaneously, within the unseen Five Mansions Sea, a streak of light suddenly dashed, plunging straight into the boundless fog of ignorance.
In the next moment, thousands of sword radiance burst through the fog!
Chilling radiance sliced through the ignorance.
The fog of ignorance that enveloped the sky above the Five Mansions Sea was shredded into fragments, utterly cleansed.
And the thousands of lines of chilling light reconvened, forming a small, elegant flying sword, flicking through the air.
Boom!
The first Inner Mansion was revealed, henceforth opened.
The sword knocked on the Inner Mansion’s door!
He had just, by the Wei River, spontaneously cleaved through the ignorance, opened the Inner Mansion, and ascended to the same realm as Qin Zhizhen, fulfilling the promised battle!
Even the stolid Qin Zhizhen couldn’t help but show some surprise.
This Flying Sword Inheritor, in his challenge journey, apparently had not planned on advancing his realm at this point. From his route, it would seem he still wanted to ask for a duel at Wu Pass in the same realm.
And Qin Zhizhen had enough confidence that even after his opponent completely ascended to Inner Mansion, he would still be able to defeat him, in the same way, to give Wei Yu an explanation.
But he hadn’t expected that this seemingly indifferent, care-free person... once sharpened, was truly sharp.
After a brief silence. Qin Zhizhen said, "I am not a bully, willing to wait for you for years. Why put yourself through this?"
Xiang Qian, with unusual earnestness, replied, "There are those who rise from the depths of despair, step by step, moving onward."
"That brilliance has illuminated me."
He gestured invitingly to Qin Zhizhen.
"And I, do not wish to retreat anymore."
