'This narcissistic bastard! What a waste for that handsome face! Damn it! I want to beat him so very badly!' Hua Qingying's large breasts heaved violently; no matter how she tried, it seemed that this man knew how to rile her emotions.
Her battle intent, which had dwindled by more than half, flared back to life at his infuriating words. She pointed her sword at him again and released a sword light three meters long.
The moment it moved, it tore through space and instantly appeared behind Yun Wuji, aiming for the left side of his back.
Yun Wuji remained facing forward. He neither turned around nor adjusted his posture in the slightest. His left hand simply bent backward as he casually reached out and stopped the sword.
Puff!
The instant his hand made contact with the sword light, it shattered into countless particles of light, accompanied by a faint puffing sound.
"I've heard rumors that the Heaven Breaking Sword can slay enemies without a trace by transcending space and warping perception. It seems there was some truth to that," Yun Wuji said calmly, still facing the now dull-faced Hua Qingying. "Given that, you must be the Sword Immortal, Hua Qingying, right?"
"..." Hua Qingying didn't respond. She still hadn't recovered from the shock of her sword being easily crushed like your dreams when you turn twenty; however, what he did next made her face twist into absolute disbelief.
Yun Wuji pointed a finger at her, and from it, a small sword light shot out. In her perception, the sword pierced through space and appeared above her. However, in reality, the impact struck her left shoulder. The sword grazed her, slicing through her robe and skin as a thin line of blood trailed down her arm.
"Im-impossible!" Hua Qingying seemed completely unaware of the small injury. Her eyes were locked on Yun Wuji's as if she were witnessing the most unbelievable thing in existence. Did this man just learn how to use the Heaven Breaking Sword after seeing her use it?!
'What kind of sorcery is that?!'
The Heaven Breaking Sword, or more accurately, the Ninety-Nine Heaven-Breaker Swords, was a sword art created by Mo E. It was exceedingly powerful but equally difficult to master. Mo Su spent hundreds, if not thousands, of years learning it and was hailed as the greatest genius of his era within the God Race.
To master the Heaven Breaking Sword, one must first comprehend the Heaven Challenging Sword, the Heaven Subjugation Sword, and the Heaven Controlling Sword. This was something that no one, not even the most gifted prodigies of their time, could skip.
Hua Qingying was an exceptionally gifted swordswoman. It had taken her thousands of years to master the art, and she was hailed as the most talented person in the history of the Heaven Breaker Kingdom of God, second only to Hua Caili.
Her rapid progress in the sword art surpassed Hua Fuchen, surpassing generations of her ancestors, until she reached the pinnacle of the world, astonishing even the High Priests... This only deepened her conviction and resolve in her steadfast, "ruthless" sword art.
Hua Qingying had always seen Hua Caili as a true prodigy, every talent surpassing her own, including mastery of the sword arts. But even Hua Caili had needed to first learn the foundational sword arts before attempting the Heaven Breaking Sword. To now witness someone who had clearly never touched any of the Heaven Breaker Kingdom's swords execute their highest and most revered sword art with such ease, shattered all of her reason and common sense.
"How... how did you do it?!" Hua Qingying struggled to regain her composure, but her voice betrayed her, trembling despite her efforts.
"Because I can?" Yun Wuji shook his head and lightly shrugged his shoulders. "This Heaven Breaker Sword isn't bad. I had to watch you use it three times to learn it. Normally, it only takes me one glance to grasp other techniques. Indeed, this sword art is quite good."
'What is this guy saying? It can't be true! Absolutely can't be! How is this possible!!!!' Hua Qingying's figure swayed in the air, teetering as if on the verge of losing control and falling.
"Stop, you're going to break her. Can't you see her face?" Hei Xiaolian, who had been laughing since earlier, finally began to pity Hua Qingying.
"Hmm, you're right. If I keep going, I might scare her to the point that she wouldn't dare to look at me again," Yun Wuji thought before nodding in agreement with Hei Xiaolian.
"I'll give her one more small push." Yun Wuji's profound energy erupted without restraint, twisting and warping the space around him as if it were being crushed by a terrible invisible force. Hua Qingying felt as though billions of galaxies were pressing down on her. Her breathing stalled, her already wide eyes widening further, and her pupils shrinking to the size of needles.
The pressure she was experiencing now surpassed that of a Divine Limit Realm practitioner. Hua Qingying was at the absolute peak of the Divine Limit Realm, and she knew precisely what they were capable of. Furthermore, her brother was a True God, and from the intensity of the force pressing down on her, she could sense it was almost on the same level as him.
"True God!" Hua Qingying shouted in horror. How could someone at the True God Realm appear outside the Kingdoms of God and the Pure Land?
"Nah, I'm not. At least not yet," Yun Wuji said, shaking his head faintly. Then he waved his hand. "I've already wasted enough time entertaining you. Goodbye."
As he spoke, an overwhelming, irresistible force enveloped Hua Qingying. Her vision blurred, and when it cleared, she found herself in a faraway place.
Hua Qingying stood frozen, gripping her sword tightly with trembling hands, her gaze fixed far ahead. After a long stretch of silence, she muttered, "...Yun Wuji... just who are you?"
...
"That should be enough to curb her pride," Yun Wuji said with a faint smile as he retracted his hand. Anyone in Hua Qingying's position, whether in strength, social status, or beauty, no matter how much they tried to hide it, would develop an instinctive sense of pride.
Especially after being lauded as the Sword Immortal and the strongest person beneath the True God Realm, or being pursued by all the outstanding men in the entire Abyss, it would be strange if she had not developed some form of pride or vanity.
No one was an exception to this rule, man or woman. Yun Wuji himself was no exception. In fact, he had never tried to hide it; he had always displayed his narcissistic behavior openly without restraint.
After this setback, Hua Qingying would be far more humble and cautious when facing Yun Wuji. Perhaps she might even seek his advice.
"The Sword Demon teaching the Sword Immortal, hehehe, that's so funny, don't you think, Wuji?" Hei Xiaolian laughed loudly, clearly looking forward to watching this drama unfold. Life was so much fun. Ever since she had followed Yun Wuji, there had not been a single day that she did not enjoy it.
"Sword Demon? Don't call me that. It feels so cringy," Yun Wuji thought, wishing he could go back in time and slap himself for making that stupid joke.
He turned and walked back to the house. The moment he entered, without even looking in her direction, he could feel Shenwu Youluan's intense gaze, as if she were staring at a monster. He asked, "What is it?"
"You... you... Are you a True God?!" Shenwu Youluan was struck by the same shock that had overtaken Hua Qingying. The pressure he had released earlier matched the force Shenwu Yanye used to slam them to the ground every time they faced her.
That crazy woman loved using her overwhelming aura to force everyone to their knees whenever they met her, and if they were already kneeling, she would make them prostrate on the ground.
Shenwu Youluan had lost count of how many times her face had kissed the ground under that pressure, so she was very familiar with it. When Yun Wuji released his aura, she even instinctively wanted to drop to her knees to avoid being slammed again.
"No, I am not," Yun Wuji said with a smile, shaking his head. He walked toward his cultivation room, and as he was about to close the door, he added, "But that doesn't mean I can't beat them."
"...Beating a True God?" Shenwu Youluan stood motionless for a long, long moment. When she finally regained her senses, she whispered, her eyes shining with a glimmer of hope. If anyone else had said that, she would have slapped them into oblivion, but this was Yun Wuji, a man with Light Profound Energy, a man who had just released a pressure comparable to a True God.
"Yun Wuji, just who are you?" She echoed the same words as Hua Qingying. "He is not a God, yet he can unleash the power of one... How in the Abyss is something like this even possible?"
If that were really the case, then maybe, just maybe...
...
"Hitting two birds with one stone, tsk, you're getting better and better," Hei Xiaolian appeared beside him, her hands crossed beneath her large breasts as she snickered. "Soon, the two of them will be coming to beg you."
"Sigh, what can I do about that? That's the pain of being handsome and invincible," Yun Wuji said, spreading his hands and shaking his head with a helpless look. He walked over to a mattress and sat down, waving his hand as thousands of Abyssal Crystals appeared.
"...Shameless," the voice this time came from Li Suo.
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