Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect

Thus, harboring deep resentment towards the Mystic Sect, Chen Xuantian had no interest in even glancing at the Lingxu Daoist Collection on the Cloud Platform nor bothering with the Immortal Alliance’s members whose deaths were inevitable. He took the meager gifts from Lingxu Zi and flew down from the Cloud Platform.

Yet, perhaps because he didn’t check the almanac before leaving, today was just one of those days—one misfortune after another came crashing into him.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop~ Fellow Daoist, please stop~ Fellow Daoist, please... humph!"

A sudden flash, a dark cloud blocked Chen Xuantian’s path, and from the cloud emerged a Black Crown Taoist who held a precepts saber and furrowed his silkworm-like brows.

"Fellow Daoist! Called you so many times, yet no response! That’s rather rude!"

Chen Xuantian couldn’t help but roll his eyes, feeling unwell and not wanting to bother. But now with his path blocked, he had no choice but to feign a smile and fold his palms together, greeting the obstructing Mystic Sect Cultivator,

"This humble monk is merely a Mixed Cultivator, what qualifications do I have to be addressed as a Fellow Daoist alongside Mountain Men? You must be mistaken."

The Mystic Sect Cultivator scoffed coldly,

"Fellow Daoist, stop pretending. The innate Dao Qi coursing through your body is profound and solid; your breath is accompanied by Red Evil and Xuanming Qi, tethering three meters of protective energy around you. Breathing like the wind, you control Qi like the clouds, harmonize water and fire, bind dragon and tiger, unify Yin Yang, align with the Heavenly Dao. Such a realm clearly means you have mastered the Mystic Sect’s premier Alchemy Dao, forming the Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill! How could you not be a Fellow Daoist then!"

Chen Xuantian could only shake his head, lamenting how he had fallen to such a state, his Qi-breaking body damaged and weakened to the point even a passerby could see through him.

Ah, too weak, still too weak...

Seeing Chen Xuantian respond coldly now with laughter and shaking his head, seemingly dismissing him, the Cultivator grew annoyed, his voice increasingly stern,

"Undergoing cultivation in Gusheshe Mountain, I, Cheng Hong, have refined a Golden Core for five hundred years. Having recently acquired a treasure saber and mastered a saber technique, I wish to find someone for a friendly contest. Fellow Daoist, please instruct me!"

Chen Xuantian regarded him incredulously, repeating to confirm he hadn’t misheard,

"You want to test your saber on me?"

Cheng Hong furrowed his silkworm brows, initially intending to say he simply wanted to call him over for a spar upon seeing him after exiting seclusion. However, faced with hostility, he felt goading might be the only approach, so he raised his head,

"Indeed! You could say that too! Come! Sword fight!"

"Ha!"

So, Chen Xuantian glared and opened his mouth, sending out a stream of sword energy directly toward Cheng Hong to infiltrate and slice through the protective Daoist energy around his neck! Who would have expected such hostility under the broad daylight and Cloud Platform above! Shocked, Cheng Hong saw the sword energy coming, too late to dodge!

But luckily, being a disciple whose sect placed him on the Cloud Platform, he was expected to possess all sorts of life-saving treasures. Thus, something unknown activated, and from his chest burst forth a silver light that counteracted Chen Xuantian’s sword energy from above, splitting his Black Crown in two, leaving him disheveled, a Yin Yang head of black hair flew and scattered in the air.

"Damn!!! Cold Blade Breaks Abyss!!!"

Near death, Cheng Hong was both startled and fearful, instantly enraged! Summoning his treasure knife, he swung it with round brilliance toward Chen Xuantian’s neck!

That blade could indeed be called a treasure. Measuring three feet, named Snow Crane, the sharp blade infused with icy brilliance carried frost! When unleashed, the white blade spun with snowy rolls, ominous killing intent permeating, chilling Daoist energy looming!

The treasure saber seemed to carry battle intent itself, flying from his hands, transforming into innumerable snow cranes, swirling through the clouds to claim a head! Clearly possessing an Artifact Spirit! Indeed a Nascent Soul Treasure Saber! A top-grade Divine Weapon!

Chen Xuantian remained silent, separating his palms and pinching the formula, casting a Water Manipulation Technique to counter the incoming Xuanming Qi Blade and countless Knife Cranes wrapping around him! Keeping them at bay!

"Divine Concentration Gu She Peak! Qi Transfer Cold Abyss! Grasping the saber to nullify illusion! Ride clouds, breaking Ice Heart!!"

With the sole purpose of testing his saber, Cheng Hong seized the opportunity as Snow Crane Treasure Saber cornered his opponent into a defensive stance to chant his formula. Instantly unleashing all his power, fierce Gang Wind, abound Knife Qi, rampant Blade Flowers, unveiling an amazing body technique akin to startling cranes, knife light swift as frost, knife momentum filled with murderous intent, divine...

"Boom!"

Suddenly fire flashed, Cheng Hong’s skull was knocked off.

The frenzied change was too shocking! So much so that Cheng Hong’s hand hesitated, even the surrounding Knife Cranes halted, turning to see!

Not an illusion! Cheng Hong’s forehead was struck directly! Breaking it, deepening Divine Court, and the skull snapped with force from the brow! Half the head blasted, falling into the cloud gorge! The blood from the fracture splashing three feet high, scattering in the wind!

Indeed, Chen Xuantian’s maneuver, pinching and palm striking, slew Cheng Hong in two moves!

"Brazen scoundrel! Beneath Cloud Platform! Dare to kill!"

Suddenly, furious roars echoed from the sky, flames burst forth, a Tao Flame morphed into a massive hand! Pouncing toward Chen Xuantian!

The roar was filled with fury! Sound shaking the heavens! Power beyond compare! Clearly Divinity Transformation Realm!

This strike came smashing down, a Golden Core could hardly survive! With nowhere to hide, Chen Xuantian’s head was clawed through!

But at that instant! Chen Xuantian’s form shattered into a burst of water, evaporating amidst burning waves into a cloud!

The fire hand grasped air!

"What! Illusion Escape Technique unleashed simultaneously!?"

And before the airborne could recover from shock, Chen Xuantian materialized behind Cheng Hong’s corpse, controlling the wrist, activating Qi Veins, waving arms theatrically, instilling Daoist energy! And manipulating, using Snow Crane Treasure Saber Blade Flower to release Cheng Hong’s half-built saber technique!!

"Hoo——!"

Suddenly a blade wave surged from the clouds! Splitting the sea of clouds! Instantly, blade moved by will, intent aligned with the heavens! Chill Blade Sword Gang, earth-shaking, Qi-breaking cloud transformation! Empowered by the treasure saber, forcing an old man out of the sea of clouds!

"What! How! Impossible!!"

The sudden blade caught the old man by surprise, even at Divinity Transformation Realm he appeared flustered! If not for the Mystic Sect’s habit of leaving margin, escaping with a pinch at critical moment, he would have lost an arm with that strike! Being cornered by a mere Golden Core, losing half a sleeve, frozen with ice and humiliation, fury surged!

"Whelp! Die——!!"

"Boom!"

The Divinity Transformation elder roared, hurling himself! Transforming completely into a Red Evil Dao Body! Like a blazing meteor! A flame man charging in wrath! Double palms launching! About to stroke! Kill this youngster! Crush!! Kill him!!

"Boom!!!"

"Bam!!!"

"Poof——"

Then the elder spun as he flew out, laid flat embedded into Cloud Platform Mountain cliff face, much like a broken blood bag, blood spraying from seven orifices like springs, in just an instant his breath dispersed, Dao Body disintegrated, not a single word of spite uttered, pressed forcibly his divine soul soldier disintegrated.

Indeed, one palm.

Triangular Eyes retracted a fist, dusted off sleeve, smiling back,

"Arrived late, arrived late, it’s all brother’s fault, brother, you’re not hurt, right?"

Golden Fish Head gently moved the treasure saber which nearly flipped its head back to smear Chen Xuantian’s neck, smiling,

"Brother, rest assured, we’ve seen it all, Gusheshe Mountain People assassinated Military Chief Clerk, evidence and witnesses are there, we’ll surely present it to the Immortal Alliance, seeking justice for you."

Chen Xuantian snorted coldly, casually tossing Cheng Hong’s corpse into the sea of clouds,

"Never mind, just fellow practitioners engaging in a friendly contest."

"Ah, yes, yes, as long as you’re fine, that’s good."

"Please this way, Fuguo has been looking for you, arranged a feast specially to thank you."