Chapter 101 : Then I’m Relieved
Chapter 101: Then I’m Relieved
“Senior Feihong, there’s no need to waste words with this demoness!”
“Exactly, the demoness brings disaster to the nation. Even if you injure her, no one in the world will blame you.”
“They will only praise you for eliminating a scourge for the Sword Saint and sharing the burden of Great Yu!”
“Why bother showing mercy to a demoness!”
The crowd chattered noisily, yet their gazes remained fixed straight on Li Yunqing.
Once Qi Feihong injured this woman, wouldn’t everything afterward be at their mercy?
At this moment, most people’s hearts stirred restlessly.
Such a beautiful noble lady—her appearance gentle and charming, her figure alluring—merely looking at her made their hearts tremble, unable to control themselves.
If they could taste her fragrance, watch her struggle beneath them, hear her soft, alluring moans, they would die without regret.
“As expected of a woman favored by a prince…”
Most people’s hearts pounded wildly, the burning desire in their eyes no longer concealed.
Their gazes almost entirely gathered on Li Yunqing’s proud chest, slender waist, and hips.
Sensing the aura from the crowd, Qi Feihong frowned slightly, still attempting to persuade, “Miss, it would be better—”
“Clang!”
Before he could finish, the long sword in Li Yunqing’s hand let out a resonant hum.
Within her Sea of Consciousness, the Yin Spirit rapidly formed hand seals, and the magical power of the Foundation Establishment stage surged through her entire body.
“Sharpness Technique! Protective Technique! Lightness Technique! Swift Movement Technique…”
In almost an instant, all kinds of basic spells were cast upon herself.
Her figure became lighter, her speed and reactions significantly faster—three to five times that of the Qi Refinement stage.
The power of Foundation Establishment spells gave Li Yunqing a feeling as if she could soar into the heavens.
Perhaps by speed alone, she was no inferior to a Profound Realm master.
The only gap left was the Momentum of Heaven and Earth.
Profound Realm martial artists could turn that momentum into their own power, while those at Foundation Establishment could only use spells to resonate with heaven and earth.
If she could erase this gap, she might be able to slay a Profound Realm Grandmaster in defiance of her level.
“As expected of martial techniques propelled by the Age of Immortals and Gods. Though the power of the Profound Realm cannot compare to Foundation Establishment magic, each has its own strengths in combat.”
“If I don’t expose myself easily, using Immortal-Martial Power to cast a Foundation Establishment spell would probably be enough to wipe them out.”
“But killing them directly would be too easy for them.”
As thoughts flickered through Li Yunqing’s mind, the long sword in her hand slashed out.
“Pacify the World!”
Having never truly fought others, she immediately used her strongest self-created sword move.
“Buzz!”
The moment the sharp sword qi burst from the blade, the surrounding space trembled slightly.
The wind ceased, frost and snow froze in place.
Fallen leaves by the roadside floated in midair.
Even the clamorous voices of the crowd fell silent, leaving only trembling pupils flickering in shock.
All they could see was a single streak of sword light remaining between heaven and earth—like a dazzling, razor-sharp crystal of ice, radiating multicolored brilliance under the sunlight.
In an instant, it tore through the void and shot straight toward Qi Feihong.
Reputation was not undeserved.
Since Qi Feihong was known as the Number One Fast Blade and nearly as famous as the Sword Saint, how could Li Yunqing dare to be careless?
Strike first, unleash a decisive move immediately.
Slash first, talk later!
“Buzz!”
As the crescent-shaped sword light cut through the void, the Yin Spirit’s power that bound heaven and earth suddenly dissipated.
Everyone snapped back to their senses, their pupils filled with terror.
One after another, they looked in shock at Qi Feihong—and at the sword light already close at hand, their expressions drastically changing.
“What’s going on?”
“Why is this sword light so fast?!”
“I only blinked…”
Exclamations erupted as figures instinctively retreated.
Even Qi Feihong’s expression changed drastically, yet true to his reputation as a famed fast blade, he instinctively drew his horizontal blade.
“Clang!”
The moment the blade left its sheath, the sword qi had already reached him.
“Boom!”
The crescent sword qi struck the blade directly.
Terrifying sharpness erupted instantly, shredding Qi Feihong’s clothes and covering his skin in dense wounds.
The hair tie atop his head snapped, his long hair scattering, strands severed by the sword qi and falling in pieces.
A chilling cold spread from the sword qi upon contact, rapidly freezing his entire body at a visible speed.
Yet his True Qi shattered the ice, fragments falling and scattering across the ground.
His body, however, was blasted away by the Immortal-Martial Power within the sword qi.
Like a broken scarecrow, he tumbled dozens of times through the air before crashing into roadside rocks.
“Boom!”
The rocks shattered, debris pouring down and burying Qi Feihong completely, leaving no movement.
Only his horizontal blade remained, stuck slantwise in the ground, trembling endlessly.
“That’s it?”
Li Yunqing remained silent, a thought suddenly arising in her mind: “Show-offs deserve to be struck down. If heaven won’t strike, I will!”
At this sight, the entire scene fell into deathly silence.
Everyone stared at the buried figure, collectively inhaling sharply.
The Number One Fast Blade of the three provinces!
The Flying Blade nearly as famous as the Sword Saint!
A Qi Realm Perfection expert—virtually unmatched unless a Grandmaster appeared.
His blade-drawing strike had no rival within the Qi Realm.
Yet now, he had been wounded by a single sword from that demoness, unable even to hold onto his blade.
Thinking back to the strange moment just now, everyone felt their scalps go numb.
In the blink of an eye, the sword qi had already reached him—so fast that even the Number One Fast Blade nearly failed to react.
If that blade had not been drawn, Qi Feihong would have already been beheaded.
Even so, he was blasted away and sliced by sword qi—whether dead or alive, he was surely gravely injured.
Such a scene was utterly shocking.
“Now it’s your turn!”
As the crowd stood in shock, the soft, clear voice unique to a young girl rang out again.
Everyone instinctively turned, their expressions trembling with fear as they looked at Li Yunqing.
Dressed in a purple gown, gentle and serene, she stood ethereally—like the most delicate blossom blooming amidst ice and snow, evoking warmth and softness.
Yet at this moment, that gentleness made everyone’s scalps tingle and teeth chatter.
“Clang, clang, clang…”
In an instant, all weapons were drawn and pointed at Li Yunqing.
Many arms trembled slightly, even their weapons shaking.
Such a girl… was terrifying.
“Sword!”
Li Yunqing gave a soft shout, her right hand flicking the blade into a flourish before pointing it toward the sky.
“Buzz!”
Endless frost and snow gathered behind her, rapidly condensing into small swords.
The Ice Soul Sword Body controlled the cold of heaven and earth.
Even these condensed ice swords radiated the sharpness of the Sword Dao.
At a glance, there were no fewer than a hundred.
Such a scene made a name arise in everyone’s hearts: Ice Sword Immortal!
Yet no one dared hesitate. All held their weapons before them, slowly retreating.
“Buzz!”
At that moment, the invisible force rose once more.
The wind stopped, snow froze.
Even strands of hair dancing above their heads stiffened in midair.
Only their eyes could move.
“Chi—”
Hundreds of ice swords shot forth simultaneously, tearing through the void toward everyone.
“Move!”
“What is this?!”
Their bodies remained frozen, roaring inwardly as they watched helplessly as the ice swords pierced into their bodies.
A chilling sensation spread instantly.
No matter how their True Qi surged, they could not break free.
Only five or six at Qi Realm Perfection barely broke the restraint with explosive True Qi—only to feel a sudden chill in their abdomen.
Their dantians shattered, and the True Qi they had cultivated for decades rapidly dissipated.
“No!”
Someone roared, eyes filled with terror.
“Buzz!”
As the binding force vanished, everyone regained movement, and intense pain spread from their abdomens.
“My True Qi!”
“My dantian!”
“You demoness… what did you do?!”
Nearly a hundred voices roared across the road, filled with fear, panic, anger, and resentment.
With their dantians destroyed, decades of cultivation vanished—every bit of their martial strength reduced to nothing.
Such a change drove them into madness.
Without strength, the fate of these once lofty Jianghu figures required no thought.
They would likely be worse off than the lowest laborers or slaves.
“Clang!”
Li Yunqing sheathed her sword as the frost and snow dissipated.
Looking at their furious, venomous expressions, she remained calm.
Even the gentleness in her eyes did not change.
“I am a kind person and unwilling to kill lightly. You may take care of yourselves.”
Hearing this, Yuan Qing froze.
Looking at the gentle-faced girl beside her, whose eyes seemed filled with endless tenderness, she hesitated before speaking:
“Do you know why cultivators, when fighting others, would rather self-destruct than continue living?”
Li Yunqing paused and asked calmly through voice transmission, “Why?”
Yuan Qing looked at her with a complicated gaze.
“Because without strength, living is ten times, a hundred times more painful than death.”
“Like these Jianghu martial artists—who among them doesn’t have enemies? Without strength, I dare say their lives will be a hundred times more miserable than death.”
“Everything they once inflicted upon others will now fall upon themselves. They will reap what they sow.”
Hearing this, Li Yunqing nodded slightly.
“Then I’m relieved!”
“Let’s go, we should continue on our journey.”
Yuan Qing: “…”
She suddenly felt that Li Yunqing had done it on purpose—but had no proof.
And with such a gentle, serene appearance, like a harmless girl detached from the world—
Who could say she had done it deliberately?
“My junior sister… is definitely not as innocent toward enemies as she appears!”