The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings

Chapter 118: Chapter 117: Another First-grade Slashes, Rich Harvest.

Translator: 549690339

“Just that?!”

Pei Xuanjing took a step forward, his blood qi boiling, and in an instant, he vanished from his original spot.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

Suddenly, a wild wind rolled up. With the step Pei Xuanjing took, the earth trembling and mountains shaking, the ground beneath his feet was crushed by him, numerous tiny cracks spreading out in all directions.

The flow of air around him was stirred by his blood qi and true qi, emitting a sound like the roar of a tiger or the shout of a dragon.

He leapt up, the Shenxiao sword in his hand dazzled with light. With the rotating four seasons around him, embodying the cycle of life and death, wind and thunder echoed each other.

In an instant, Pei Xuanjing seemed like a god high above all others, his divine power intimidating, unfathomable to the eye. He was judging heaven and earth, controlling life and death.

This sword had no name.

It was an inspiration he drew from his duel with the Southern Ghost Emperor, an inspiration from that ghostly decisive blow, that he integrated into the “Flying Immortal Outside the Heavens.”

This sword, not only embodying the sword intention of a glorious sun, but also carrying the divine might that rules over all beings and judges heaven and earth.

Ah!

The sword light swept across, annihilating everything.

The originally terrifying blade light, carrying the extermination of everything, held no significance at this moment.

The wind scattered the clouds, the smoke and dust completely dispersed.

Pei Xuanjing stood holding his sword, his blood qi filling the air, and the air waves were rolling around him, causing his clothes to make a rustling sound.

Ding Yulong stood holding his blade, his eyes bulging, and a barely noticeable sword mark appeared between his eyebrows.

Splat!

A moment later, countless sword qi erupted from Ding Yulong’s body, like thousands of arrows piercing his heart, and he fell to the ground. First-grade martial artist Ding Yulong… was dead.

“A good opponent.”

Pei Xuanjing had killed Ding Yulong, but there was no sense of relief. The two swords he had just used had consumed a lot of his energy.

However, being able to easily dispatch a first-grade martial artist was enough to excite him exceptionally.

He moved forward a few steps, and without hesitation, swung his sword, and Ding Yulong’s head flew up.

Pei Xuanjing spread his five fingers and with his true qi, attracted over a section of a tree that was about a foot thick, which had been broken by the aftermath of their battle.

Bang!

With a palm, he slammed the tree trunk into the ground, and as the Shenxiao sword moved, he wrote a line: Pei Xuanjing killed Ding Yulong here!

Then, he looked for something on Ding Yulong’s body. After finding a few books..

[Martial arts skill “Blood Slaughter Skill” contained in the book can have 17,000 points of Taoyun value after refining.]

[The excellent martial art “Drawing Sword Skill” can get 20,000 points of Taoyun value after refining.]

[The exceptional “Huangquan Knife Skill” (dismantled) can have 40,000 points of Taoyun value after refining.]

These were the martial arts practiced by Ding Yulong. However, judging from the Taoyun value given by the simulator, Pei Xuanjing knew the value of this martial arts.

However, the other two martial arts piqued Pei Xuanjing’s interest and made him extremely interested.

You should know that the drawing sword skill used by Ding Yulong was incredibly powerful. Unless

Pei Xuanjing was the opponent, it would already be considered very powerful martial arts for others.

And what interested Pei Xuanjing was that since this drawing sword skill was so powerful, could he practice it and evolve it into a sword drawing skill to serve as his trump card.

As for the Huangquan Knife Skill, a remnant piece of the absolute skill, Pei Xuanjing just looked at the cruel cultivation method, and then put it aside. Regardless of what the future may hold, at least he couldn’t accept such a cruel martial arts skill right now, so he just thought about whether he could use it as a reference to learn by analogy.

However, overall, Pei Xuanjing’s move this time could be said to be rich in rewards. Not to mention, this drawing sword skill was pretty good. Just the simple Taoyun value contained in these few martial arts books was enough to afford another simulation of life after refining.

Suppressing his joyous feelings, Pei Xuanjing picked up the curved blade from his opponent, then turned and walked away.

The chill in the world was even more severe, and snowflakes fluttered down from the sky.

Pei Xuanjing’s figure became more and more distant, gradually disappearing into the dark night.

Three months later, outside of Hejian Mansion, a man led a steed into the city.

He was dressed in a dark brown Taoist robe and carried a treasure sword. The sword was wrapped entirely in green cloth, with only the hilt exposed.

What a handsome and clean Daoist Priest.

Before coming to the inn, only the second child took over the reins.

“Young Taoist Priest, is this your first time visiting our Hejian Mansion? I don’t know what the Young Taoist Priest would like to eat or drink. Do you have any dietary restrictions?” After tying up the steed, the second boy greeted with warmth.

Pei Xuanjing went upstairs, chose a spot by the window to sit down, took out a silver ingot, and said calmly, “Bring up a few dishes you are good at, then warm up a pot of good wine.”

“Sure! Young Taoist Priest please wait, I’ll bring it up for you right away.” The second boy saw Pei Xuanjing being generous, and his enthusiasm increased.

Pei Xuanjing looked out of the window, watching the crowds on the street, and couldn’t help recalling his contemplations over the last three months.

After killing Ding Yulong outside Xuanfu City that night, he still lingered outside Xuanfu for several days, thinking about finding an opportunity to dispose of the old eunuch, Wang Zhi.

Unfortunately, perhaps Pei Xuanjing’s actions scared him, that old eunuch was guarding the emperor day and night, and he never dared to leave him half a step.

Even though Pei Xuanjing had sneaked into the Xuanfu emperor several times, he was perceived by the other’s sharp senses and returned without success several times.

In addition, the masters from the Two Factories, the Brocade Guards ,and the Six Gates arrived later. Protecting the emperor there were already four first-grade masters, plus more than ten second-class masters.

Facing such a tight defense, even if Pei Xuanjing considered himself a formidable person, he abandoned the idea of breaching again and had to put this matter aside.

He then temporarily left Xuanfu, disguised himself, and headed for Tiandu, intending to fetch Pang Hong who was left in Tiandu Mansion.

However, because he was on the way to deduce and refining those martial arts, he delayed some time, so the originally two-month journey dragged on for three months.

Of course, in these three months, Pei Xuanjing didn’t gain nothing. Not to mention that he has almost refined the martial arts from those books, now he has accumulated enough Taoyun to start a life simulation. But he still wanted to wait for a while, waiting to accumulate enough Taoyun value for two rounds of life simulation.

Merely mastering the drawing sword skill and transforming it into a sword drawing technique suitable for him added considerably to Pei Xuanjing’s strength.

With this sword drawing skill, he would no longer need to frequently use the “Flying Immortal Outside the Heavens,” a powerful sword technique to be his ultimate move. He could better make it his ace in the hole.

Although Pei Xuanjing was late in reaching Hejian Mansion, he did not delay matters and still managed to arrive before the emperor’s return to the capital.

According to the message passed by Lin Qingyi, the other party had already taken Pang Hong out. Pei Xuanjing didn’t need to go back to Tiandu. He just had to wait in Hejian Mansion for a few days, and the other party would bring the person over naturally. “This Taoist friend, can this old Taoist have a spot of wine with you?”

A sudden sentence floated into Pei Xuanjing’s ears.

Pei Xuanjing turned around. The visitor was none other than the Deputy Dean of the Martial Academy, Qingyang Zi..

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