Young Master in Flower City

Chapter 1241: Chapter 1142: One Sword, Annihilation

If the geniuses and monsters from the major sects are still unable to suppress Ye Qingcheng, do these Martial Emperors even have the face to plunder Ye Qingcheng’s legacy?

"Xiliang Empress, you are truly thoughtful!" The Sect Leader of the Eight Trigrams Sect said to the Xiliang Empress with a light smile, "Earlier, I thought the Xiliang Empress came for the inheritance, but unexpectedly, it’s for the person. Do you intend to recruit her?"

"If that’s the case, we would be quite heartbroken!" Dao Xuan smiled slightly, "Everyone knows the Empress..."

"Could it be that you all do not dare?" The beautiful eyes of the Xiliang Empress flickered, and the leaders of the major sects were well aware of the provocation in her words but merely smiled nonchalantly.

The Sect Leader of the Celestial Sect spoke, "The Xiliang Empress truly overestimates this child. Since that’s the case, I have no objections. What do the rest of you think?"

"I naturally have no objections either, but if this girl loses, can you, the Xiliang Empress, guarantee that she will hand over the Saint’s inheritance?" Dao Xuan said indifferently, and Ye Qingcheng’s beautiful eyes flickered with a cold light, "If I lose, the inheritance will naturally be surrendered!"

Thud~

As the words fell, Ye Qingcheng stepped forward, her cold eyes sweeping over the various geniuses, coldly saying, "I, Ye Qingcheng, at Immortal King Sixth Layer, am willing to challenge all those under the emperors of the major sects. If I lose, the Saint’s inheritance will be surrendered!"

Ye Qingcheng’s long hair fluttered, her voice imbued with resoluteness. She, Ye Qingcheng, was willing to challenge all the geniuses under the emperors; if defeated, she would surrender the inheritance.

Upon hearing this, the leaders of the sects were naturally not too surprised, as it was already a deadlock at this point. Ye Qingcheng challenging them was merely her attempt to carve out a bloody path, but sadly, it was wishful thinking.

Looking at the peerless demeanor of her step forward, it stirred slight ripples in many hearts.

In the direction of the Celestial Sect, Qin Ruoqiu, Qin Ruoyu, Mu Yuan, Ling Feng, and others wore cold smiles, wanting to challenge everyone under the emperor, thinking oneself invincible? How laughable, this is not the Celestial Sword Wall.

Then, Zhetian spoke indifferently, "Who is willing to challenge?"

"I am!" Lu Chengfeng stepped forward, his gaze sharp, Immortal King’s power pervasive, murder intent resolute.

Swish swish~

Many eyes fell on Lu Chengfeng. Lu Chengfeng, at Immortal King Seventh Layer, with terrible talent and possessing Imperial Qi, practiced the Sword Dao, earning the title of Young Sword Saint, which indicates his high Sword Dao mastery, almost invincible at the same level. His participation might just crush Ye Qingcheng directly.

Moreover, at the Celestial Sword Wall, everyone knew Ye Qingcheng used the power within the wall to kill Lu Hao, and as Lu Hao’s elder brother, would Lu Chengfeng not seek this blood debt?

Soon, the crowd retreated, forming a battlefield as Lu Chengfeng stepped to the center, eyes fixed on Ye Qingcheng, somber to the extreme.

From the Moon Viewing Sect and Xiliang Empress, all had beautiful eyes flickering, hoping Ye Qingcheng’s combat prowess would not disappoint them. This was the best opportunity they fought for her. If she couldn’t achieve invincibility under the emperor, then the Saint’s inheritance would have to be surrendered.

Then Lu Chengfeng spoke, "At the Celestial Sword Wall, you killed my brother; this enmity should be settled. Today, not only must you surrender the Saint’s inheritance, but you must also offer your life to console my brother’s spirit in heaven!"

"So, a life and death battle?" Ye Qingcheng’s clear eyes locked on the opponent, as Lu Chengfeng replied, "Do you think you can live?"

Thud~

As the sound fell, Lu Chengfeng stepped forward, Sword Qi howling, and terrifying Sword Power exploded. Wherever it swept, Ye Qingcheng felt every pore of hers stung like needles, quite painful, but her eyes showed no different color.

Swish~

The Cold Ice Sword bloomed, Ye Qingcheng’s long hair fluttering, and a boundless and immeasurable Cold Ice Power spread out. Though only at Immortal King Sixth Layer, her momentum seemed no weaker than Lu Chengfeng, and even the two’s Sword Qi began to clash.

At the Celestial Sword Wall, Lu Hao’s sneak attack injured Xiao Jiu, already deserving death. Since the elder brother seeks revenge, Ye Qingcheng would naturally oblige.

Onlookers from various places watched the somber expressions of both, Sword Qi rampant, with inner waves slightly stirred. Lu Chengfeng had long made a name in the Primordial Ancient Realm; Ye Qingcheng was a rising star, her stunning elegance displayed in the Celestial Sword Wall affair.

If not for the realm discrepancy, people might believe this battle’s outcome was uncertain who would fall.

But now it was different; Ye Qingcheng was merely at Immortal King Sixth Layer, while Lu Chengfeng was at Immortal King Seventh Layer, and even called Young Sword Saint. Surpassing him was not likely, so everyone believed Ye Qingcheng was no match for Lu Chengfeng.

This battle, Ye Qingcheng might have to surrender the Saint’s inheritance, perhaps even her life.

Buzz~

The wind howled, the sword sang unceasingly, and suddenly Lu Chengfeng moved, his sword like falling rain, Endless Sword Aura slashing towards Ye Qingcheng, and in an instant, the space was like a torrential sword rain, nowhere to hide.

"Sword turns to rain, Lu Chengfeng’s Sword Dao mastery improved again!" Admiration showed in the eyes of Zhetian of the Celestial Sect, and with Imperial Qi on Lu Chengfeng, there was no suspense in this battle.

As the Sword Light moved, many eyes fell on Ye Qingcheng, who stood still, clad in white, seemingly waiting for death. However, soon, Ye Qingcheng closed her eyes.

Realizing her unmatchability, waiting for death?

People had a thread of doubt; the Celestial Sword Wall had shown her stunning prowess; she shouldn’t be so wasteful by logic.

Ye Qingcheng, known as Heaven’s chosen, with perception in harmony with heaven and earth, at the moment of closing her eyes, every sword trajectory her opponent executed was seen clearly by her.

The saying goes, know your enemy and yourself, and you will never be defeated.

The cold Sword Qi spread to her face, Ye Qingcheng’s long hair flew, and Lu Chengfeng’s gaze flashed with murderous intent, the sword thrust forward, a few Sword Auras directly targeting Ye Qingcheng’s forehead, incredibly fast.

Just as Ye Qingcheng seemed about to perish under the opponent’s sword, suddenly, Ye Qingcheng opened her eyes, shooting out a cold light, raising a hand and swinging a sword, this sword appeared utterly mundane, not even laced with Sword Aura, yet incredibly fast, executed after but reaching before.

Pfft~

A light sound emerged as Lu Chengfeng’s Sword Aura reached before Ye Qingcheng’s forehead, yet stopped. Ye Qingcheng’s Cold Ice Sword directly entered his forehead, a hairsbreadth difference, worlds apart.

Ye Qingcheng used the simplest sword to directly annihilate the reputed Young Sword Saint, Lu Chengfeng.

Silence!

In an instant, the entire void became eerily quiet, as if a pin could be heard dropping, each gaze fixed on the sword in Lu Chengfeng’s forehead, all in a daze, as if a dreamlike scene before their eyes.

She slew Lu Chengfeng with a single sword?

How did she do it?

This...

Without witnessing it personally, it was hard to believe.

At this moment, Lu Chengfeng looked despairingly at the white-clad figure before him, filled with unwillingness. He was Celestial Sect’s prodigy, promising to step into the Immortal Emperor realm in the future, yet now slain by a single sword.