Nine Yang Sword Saint

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“Regardless of who you are, draw your sword.” Yun Wuxin laughed grimly.

Yang Dingtian stood opposite of him motionlessly and didn"t draw his sword.

“False bravado.” Yun Wuxin continued, “Don"t think that I wouldn"t make my move just because of this.”

Subsequently, all of his mystic qi started to condense.

Immediately, the temperature in the hall gradually decreased over time.

Meanwhile, Yun Wuxin"s sword had also gradually changed its color. It gradually turned blue from a transparent water-like color.

It grew bluer over time. Ultimately, the whole sword was emitting a lump of fluorescent light. This meant that the mystic qi on his sword had already reached its limit.

One star Martial Ancestor cla.s.s expert. This was practically the strongest opponent Yang Dingtian had to face.

One star Martial Ancestor cla.s.s expert. His amount of mystic qi would be able to kill Yang Dingtian instantly.

This was the result Yun Wuxin wanted, killing the imposter before him instantly.

As before, Yang Dingtian stood at the original spot motionlessly. He had yet to draw his sword.

A sneer was revealed on Yun Potian"s face immediately, and everyone inside the conference hall had held onto their breath. Although Yang Yan was smiling, his gaze had almost solidified. He was antic.i.p.ating the scene of Yang Dingtian being killed instantly.

“Die!” Yun Wuxin yelled out. He slashed out the sword in his hand, and the formidable mystic qi was about to shoot out.

And it was at this moment that Yang Dingtian opened his eyes and palm abruptly.

“Bam…” An enormous bolt of thunder suddenly slashed down on Yun Wuxin as it struck onto his body ruthlessly.

Instantly, a mouth of fresh blood spurt out. Yun Wuxin"s body was scorched black as he fell onto the ground, and his body started to crack!

Of course, he didn"t die. He was a Martial Ancestor cla.s.s expert. Yang Dingtian"s Mountain Split wouldn"t be able to kill him so much that even his Mountain Split wouldn"t be able to injure him truly.

The reason why Yun Wuxin had been injured was that he had received the repercussions of his own mystic qi. He had condensed all of his mystic qi on his sword and was about to slash it at Yang Dingtian ruthlessly. And just when the mystic qi was about to burst forth, Yang Dingtian"s thunder suddenly struck out.

Immediately, he was unable to strike out the extreme mystic qi he had condensed. Instead, it backlashed on his own body frantically by flowing back into the mystic meridians in his body.

Therefore, he had suddenly fallen to the ground as if he had been killed by Yang Dingtian instantly.

Of course, what Yang Dingtian just did was extremely dangerous. So long as he was late even by a fraction of second, the person to get instantly killed would be him. It wouldn"t have worked even if it was a little early because, during that point of time, he wouldn"t be able to cause Yun Wuxin"s mystic qi to backlash its owner. If he were to rely on his current cultivation level, the Mountain Split"s thunderbolt wouldn"t be able to truly injure Yun Wuxin, who was a Martial Ancestor cla.s.s expert.

Therefore, this Mountain Split"s thunderbolt couldn"t be executed too early or late. Yang Dingtian was gambling his life when he did this. It was like him walking on a steel wire. However, he didn"t have a choice. Currently, he was holding onto the Hidden Sect disciple"s ident.i.ty. He could choose not to make a move. But once he made his move, he had to instantly kill that person in a move unless his opponent was a Martial Supreme cla.s.s expert.

Because he was the Hidden Sect disciple and would be the strongest person in the future, he would be a complete failure if he couldn"t instantly kill a low-level Martial Ancestor cla.s.s expert in a move. He would then suffer from everyone"s suspicion.

Now, Yang Dingtian had successfully won his gamble. He had made use of Yun Wuxin"s backlash to kill him in a single move instantly.

Meanwhile, everyone present was completely stupefied. They looked at Yang Dingtian with s.h.i.+vers.

Yang Yan was stupefied. So was Yun Potian. All of them looked at Yang Dingtian in disbelief.

Thunder attribute mystic skill, thunder attribute innate talent, it only happened to one in every hundred million. Of course, it didn"t mean that whoever possessed the thunder attribute mystic skill would be the Hidden Sect disciple. There wasn"t such a saying. However, several hundred years ago, every generation of the Hidden Sect"s disciples possessed the thunder attribute innate talent that was only found one in every hundred million individuals.

Furthermore, the most crucial point was although Yang Dingtian had learned the surface moves of the Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword, the effects of the moves could be imitated by using several folds of mystic qi.

Also, possessing thunder attribute mystic skill didn"t mean that he was a Hidden Sect disciple.

However, since he was able to execute a perfect Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword effect as well as executed a thunder attribute mystic skill, there was no longer any other possibility other than him being the Hidden Sect disciple.

Yun Potian"s complexion changed drastically after his shock. He was in horror and despair.

He had offended the Hidden Sect disciple. The Fall City Sword Sect had entirely relied on the Hidden Sect to survive. Right now, he had actually offended the Hidden Sect disciple.

Why was it like this? Clearly, this Wu Ming before him possessed a low cultivation level. Why was he able to instantly kill his Martial Ancestor cla.s.sed son, Yun Wuxin?

It was unknown which person had reacted first as he knelt down directly, “Greetings to Young Master Wu Ming.”

Immediately, everyone present knelt down simultaneously as they spoke respectfully in trembles, “Greetings to Young Master Wu Ming.”

They harbored doubts and perfunctory a few moments ago. However, now, they were filled with reverence and terror.

After instantly killing Yun Wuxin, Yang Dingtian spoke harshly, “Is this how it is going to be? Fall City Sword Sect and Cloud Heaven City!?”

Once the words were spoken, Yun Potian"s body suddenly trembled, while Yang Yan"s complexion instantly turned deathly white.

After Yang Dingtian spoke, he immediately turned around and left.

Yang Dingtian had used the one-in-hundred-million thunder attribute mystic skill to shock everyone. At this moment, it was the best time for him to leave with his rocketing anger. He would no longer have the reason to leave if he left a little later. He would no longer have the chance to leave if he were to wait till Qin Clan Head, Qin Wanchou, to arrive at Cloud Heaven City.

Qin Wanchou was the overlord in this world and was a Grandmaster cla.s.s expert. All of Yang Dingtian"s concealment would render useless before him.

Therefore, if Yang Dingtian weren"t to leave, his life would end here.

However, in Yun Potian and Yang Yan"s eyes, Young Master Wu Ming had brought along his ice-cold chilliness and rocketing anger and left.

While Yang Dingtian walked out, he spoke coldly, “Yun Wuxin had offended his superiors and is sentenced to death with his limbs being ripped out by five different horses! The Fall City Sword Sect had used their connections to intimidate others and had ruined the Hidden Sect"s reputation. From today onwards, they are expelled from the Three Sects, Nine Clans, Twenty Seven Branches as well as Heaven Dao Union.”

Before Yang Dingtian had finished speaking, Yun Potian"s complexion had turned ashen. He vomited a mouthful of blood and was about to faint.

The establishment of the Fall City Sword Sect that was over a hundred years was about to be destroyed by his hand.

Yang Dingtian continued to walk out as he continued, “Cloud Heaven City harbored unfathomable motives and had offended their superiors. From today onwards…”

When Yang Yan heard Yang Dingtian"s words, his body trembled as he chased after Yang Dingtian crazily. He grabbed onto Yang Dingtian"s sleeve and begged, “Young Master Wu Ming, please forgive my Cloud Heaven City this time. I"m willing to obey Young Master Wu Ming wholeheartedly and allow Yang Dingtian to contest for the City Lord position in the martial contest…”

Yang Dingtian ignored him and continued to make his way out. However, he no longer declared the punishment for Cloud Heaven City and had directly walked out of the conference hall as he left everyone"s line of sight.

Meanwhile, Yang Yan bowed and followed him closely.

Yang Yan quickened his steps by two and appeared before Yang Dingtian when they walked to a location that couldn"t be seen by anyone. He spoke in trembles, “Young Master Wu Ming had ordered me to hand the Black Blood Castle back to the Black Blood Cavalry. I will definitely follow it if I could make the decision. However, the people that are stationed at the Black Blood Castle were the Northwest Qin City"s army. I"m really powerless about it. How about you mention it to the Qin Clan Head directly?”

How was it possible? Yang Dingtian would be immediately exposed once if he were to meet the Qin Clan Head. He would immediately die without even a burial site.

Although Yang Dingtian was unwilling, he still understood that he wouldn"t be able to get back the Black Blood Castle today. He could only wait for the martial contest for the City Lord position that was seven months from now. Yang Dingtian could only truly take back the Black Blood Castle and Cloud Heaven City by becoming the champion of the martial contest.

Immediately, Yang Dingtian"s complexion turned cold, “Did I speak to you about this?”

Suddenly, Yang Yan clenched his teeth. Subsequently, he took out a scroll from his bosom and offered it over with both his hands, “Young Master Wu Ming, this is the third rank of Pig Slaying Sword Art. I am willing to offer it to redeem my sin!”

He had finally handed over the third rank of Pig Slaying Sword Art. Yang Dingtian had been waiting for this moment. However, how come it was only the third rank. What about the fourth and fifth rank of Pig Slaying Sword Art?

Immediately, he frowned slightly, “There"s only this scroll?”

Yang Yan replied hurriedly, “I have searched the whole Cloud Heaven City. There is only this scroll. If I"m lying, my ancestors will not attain peace in their death.”

Due to the utter horror and despair, Yang Yan was afraid that Yang Dingtian might be infuriated, which urged him to use his own ancestors to swear a vicious oath quickly.

Yang Dingtian frowned slightly. He took the third rank of Pig Slaying Sword Art and placed it into his sleeve before replying coldly, “If you had offered this scroll earlier, the things I would have bestowed onto your Cloud Heaven City would be sufficient for you to enjoy a hundred years of good fortune. But now, it could only be able to atone for your crimes, and you gain no credits for it. You"re really extremely stupid!”

Yang Yan"s complexion was immediately filled with regrets. He bowed, “This old one has failed to recognize someone important, I truly deserve death!”

“Enough!” Yang Dingtian inhaled deeply, “With this, the Cloud Heaven City is not guilty and has no merits either!”

After he spoke, Yang Dingtian continued to walk out of the Cloud Heaven City.

Yang Yan hurriedly bowed down, “Young Master Wu Ming, please stay behind. My whole Cloud Heaven City would spare no effort to serve you to atone for today"s crime.”

Yang Dingtian disregarded him and continued to walk out.

Yang Yan no longer dared to block him as he spoke respectfully, “This old one shall send Young Master Wu Ming off!”

Just like that, Yang Dingtian left Cloud Heaven City!

Although the process was extremely unsmooth, so much that it could be said as extremely disturbing, he had still managed to complete all of his matters.

What Yang Dingtian needed to do now was to be several hundred miles away from Cloud Heaven City and remove his mask immediately. He had to change his clothes and let the Hidden Sect disciple, Wu Ming, disappear from this world completely.

This time, impersonating Wu Ming was entirely a narrow escape. It was just a bit more before he was thoroughly exposed and killed. He had almost died horribly.

In the future, Yang Dingtian must never impersonate this ident.i.ty. Otherwise, he would inevitably die!

Once Yang Dingtian left, if Yun Potian and Yang Yan were to think over what just happened in detail, they would definitely doubt Wu Ming"s ident.i.ty once again. If Wu Ming were to disappear completely, their suspicion would forever remain a suspicion. If Wu Ming dared to appear once again, the suspicion would become a sword!

Yang Dingtian rode his steed and ran quickly. He was getting further and further away from Cloud Heaven City.

So soon as he was over a hundred miles away from the Cloud Heaven City, Yang Dingtian would be able to let Wu Ming disappear from this world completely.

Just when he was 20 miles away from Cloud Heaven City, two Black Blood Cavalry suddenly charged before him.

“Black Blood Cavalry pays respect to Young Master Wu Ming.”

Yang Dingtian frowned slightly, “What"s the matter?”

The Black Blood Cavalry replied, “Madam Ximen had requested for Young Master Wu Ming"s audience.”