First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1233 - What Do You Mean, I Can Live a Little Longer?

“They’re finally getting even!”

Numerous cultivators appeared off in the distance. All were experts of Flying Cloud Tower, the Divine Star Church, the Thousand Demons Cult, and the Black Lotus Sect.

They gazed at the distant dome of heaven, their expressions full of eagerness and excitement.

Beneath the firmament.

Five World Kings appeared, each presiding over a different area. Their auras locked onto Su Yi and Meng Changyun from afar.

Rather, all of them locked onto Meng Changyun.

As for Su Yi? They didn’t attach any importance to him. His aura was reserved to the extreme, almost non-existent.

Combined with his youth, this made him easy to overlook.

Although Meng Changyun was also keeping a low profile, when he appeared, he revealed the characteristic aura of the late-stage Heavenly Longevity Realm.

“Before you hit a dog, you ought to check and see who its master is. Fellow Daoist, you’re a World King, yet you slew our subordinates here in Skyblue City. Don’t you think that’s over the line?” A white-haired elder said expressionlessly.

He held a black alms bowl aloft. His hair and beard fluttered around him, and his majesty was imposing.

“It’s not just ‘over the line.’ It’s simply devoid of conscience! There’s no line someone like that wouldn’t cross!” a man in golden robes said icily, boiling over with murderous intent.

He gripped a purple longbow. The blue arrow Meng Changyun had just blocked had been his.

“I just want to know who destroyed As-You-Wish Tower!” a tall, stalwart man in beast skins said in a low, muffled voice.

He was big-boned, and his skin was emblazoned with the markings of the Laws. He looked like a barbarian god, and his ferocious majesty shook the heavens.

“You’re already surrounded, you two. Before we attack, we wouldn’t mind giving you an opportunity to make amends. We’ll just have to see whether you’re willing to lower your head or not first,” a scholarly middle-aged man said slowly.

He carried a feather fan, and he wore a black silk ribbon in his hair. He looked elegant and personable.

“Make amends? That’ll depend on their sincerity. If they don’t mean it, it’ll be hard for them to escape death!” an old woman said in a raspy voice. She was carrying an octagonal palace lantern. Her angular eyes were utterly cold.

The atmosphere was cold and austere. Even the air seemed frozen.

Terrifying power spread from the five World Kings, blanketing the entire stretch of heaven and earth.

From a distance, it was as if five deities were standing beneath the heavens!

Throughout Skyblue City, practically every cultivator stopped what they were doing and gazed into the sky, astonishment written all over their faces.

Over the years, such scenes were all but unheard of!

And the experts of Flying Cloud Tower and the other local hegemons looked increasingly excited.

“There are... only five of you?” When Su Yi took in this encirclement, he couldn’t help but look disappointed.

What the hell does ‘only the five’ mean!?

The five World Kings furrowed their brows. Don’t tell me this punk doesn’t realize his situation?

“Which of you is from the Rainbow Cloud Sect?” asked Su Yi.

The scholarly middle-aged man with the feather fan laughed. “Little fellow, do you plan to rely on your connections? I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you. No matter whose name you give me, you aren’t getting out of this without paying the price.”

As if to confirm the man’s identity, Su Yi looked the scholarly middle-aged man up and down. “You’re from the Rainbow Cloud Sect?”

The scholarly middle-aged man stroked his jaw and said plainly, “That’s right.”

Su Yi smiled. “You can live a while longer.”

“???”

“Ol’ Meng, this time, you can just stand back and watch,” ordered Su Yi.

“Got it!” Meng Changyun solemnly assented.

The crowd was instantly flabbergasted.

He’s a late-stage Heavenly Longevity World King, but he doesn’t plan to fight? And just who is that young man, to make a World King follow his orders like that?

“You’re saying... you want to fight us all?” The white-haired old man holding the alms bowl seemed to suspect he’d misheard.

Meanwhile, the other World Kings burst into uproarious laughter.

Except for the tall, stalwart man in beast skins. His pupils constricted, and he coughed dryly. “As I said earlier, all I wanted was to learn who destroyed As-You-Wish Tower. Now I know, so I shan’t disturb you any longer. Farewell.”

With that, his figure blurred as he shot through space.

He moved so quickly that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The other four World Kings were dumbstruck.

Meng Changyun was flabbergasted. The battle hasn’t even started yet, but he’s already fled?

Su Yi was surprised too. A smart guy!

The old woman with the octagonal palace lantern couldn’t help but shake her head. “That member of the Blackwater Yao Sect looks so valiant and fierce. I would never have taken him for such a coward.”

“Perhaps he sensed something amiss.” The scholarly middle-aged man’s eyes flashed. He could sense that something was off.

“No matter how ‘amiss’ the situation is, there’s no need for such cowardice. Who knows? Those two might just be putting on airs!” The golden-robed man carrying a purple longbow sneered. “The experts of the Blackwater Yao Sect are getting more inept by the year.”

When Meng Changyun saw this, his eyes shone with an irrepressible hint of pity. Are these old-timers stupid? No, not at all.

Alas, they’re far too self-conceited.

“Little fellow, what did you mean when you said you’d let me live a little while longer?” The scholarly middle-aged man looked at Su Yi. He could tell that something wasn’t right, and he intended to probe for answers.

In truth, they weren’t in a rush to attack even after revealing themselves because they wanted to use this conversation to get a feel for their opponents’ bottom line. After all, they were up against a World King! Who’d dare take this lightly?

Were that not the case, they would have long since attacked directly.

Furthermore, all of them found Su Yi and Meng Changyun’s behavior strange. They couldn’t tell if they were deliberately acting mysterious or if they really were fearless.

This was why they’d yet to attack after all this time.

“Want to know? I’ll tell you now.” Su Yi laughed, then disappeared into thin air.

A moment later, he appeared right in front of the one closest to him, the white-haired old man.

“A surprise attack? As if!” The white-haired elder snorted coldly. The black alms bowl rose into the air, scattering violent black lightning. A destructive aura shook heaven and earth.

Su Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed. The black lightning filling the air broke, and the alms bowl flew into his grip.

The white-haired elder froze, stunned. “You...”

But before he could finish his sentence, Su Yi waved his sleeves.

Bang!

The white-haired elder exploded, his soul destroyed.

A late-stage Heavenly Longevity World King, yet he fell to a single blow, swatted like a fly!

Su Yi didn’t so much as spare him a second glance.

Instead, he gazed at the black alms bowl and said softly, “This was crafted far too crudely. Black Profound Lightning Iron is a rare and precious divine material, but they’ve completely desecrated it.”

“????” The crowd didn’t know what to make of that.

This scene stirred the other three World Kings, making their hearts quiver. Their expressions shifted. This is bad! There’s something off about that boy!

Without the slightest hesitation, they turned and fled, wishing their parents had given them a few extra pairs of legs. They flew with all their might and even used evasive secret arts.

“Had I known, I would have fled immediately like that guy from the Blackwater Yao Sect!” The gold-robed man lamented.

No World King was stupid. Earlier, he realized that something was amiss, but he hadn’t been overly concerned. Instead, he planned to take his time and feel his opponent out.

He could never have guessed what happened next would be so terrifying. Su Yi didn’t give him any time for further probing. Instead, he executed the white-haired old man in the blink of an eye!

Kcch!

Suddenly, the distant skies split, forming a perfectly straight rift.

The golden-robed man’s hair stood on end. He turned tail and was just about to flee when, to his utter astonishment, he discovered a headless body holding a purple bow off in the distance...

That was his body!

“This...” He looked down with great difficulty, only to discover that indeed, his body was not there.

A moment later, everything went black, and all awareness left him.

Meng Changyun watched from a distance. The golden-robed World King’s death seemed incomparably strange.

He’d collided with the Temple Master’s sword qi, instantly severing his head and sending it flying through the air!

It’s not that their reactions were too slow, but that His Excellency the Temple Master’s sword qi is too fast... Meng Changyun’s heart shook.

“No——!”

A desperate shriek rang out from afar.

Meng Changyun turned and saw the old woman carrying the octagonal lantern explode a long distance away.

Her death was even more brutal; a rain of sword qi minced her body and soul to bits!

“How is this possible!? His bone age is in his early twenties, and his aura is entirely unassuming, so how... could he be so terrifying?”

The scholarly middle-aged man fled like mad, resorting to an evasion technique that damaged his cultivation base.

However, he instantly sensed a restrictive force encompassing all of heaven and earth. Even the air seemed to have frozen.

It was as if he’d sunk into the swamp, and he was under terrifying suppression.

“Dammit!” The scholarly middle-aged man completely lost his cool.

It was then that Su Yi appeared out of nowhere. “Why run? I said I’d let you live a little longer, and I naturally won’t go back on my word.”

“I admit defeat!” The middle-aged scholar was so terrified that his soul practically left his body, and he immediately shrieked, “Senior, please show mercy!”

Su Yi smiled. “Over the past year, Flying Cloud Tower has targeted cultivators of the Dark and Gold Star Realm. Were they doing this because your Rainbow Cloud Daoist Sect ordered them?”

The scholarly middle-aged man said in a quavering voice, “If I tell you the truth, will you spare my life?”

Su Yi subtly shook his head. “If you answer, I’ll let you die quickly. If you don't, you'll beg me to let you die quickly. Choose for yourself.”

The scholarly middle-aged man seemed to completely break down. He hissed, “If you kill me, the Rainbow Cloud Daoist Sect won’t let you off, and there’s no way the Studio of the Heart will let you go either!”

Su Yi laughed. “Alright, that clarifies it. Thank you for the answer.”

“???” The middle-aged scholar didn’t know what to make of that, but before he could think it through...

Splurt!

A streak of sword qi exploded into being, cutting him down on the spot.

Just like that, four World Kings had been killed in a flash!

Meng Changyun didn’t find this at all strange. After all, all four of them were in the Heavenly Longevity Realm. Not one could put up a fight.

“Ol’ Meng, gather up the spoils. I’ll wait for you near the Nightmare Winds Belt,” ordered Su Yi.

“Got it!” Meng Changyun assented, then deftly got to work.

This World King of the Thousand Opportunities Star Realm had initially been a bit ill-accustomed to his role as Su Yi’s servant.

But now, he performed his role impeccably. He even served with delight, taking great pride in his job...

Su Yi, meanwhile, held a jug of wine in one hand. The other, he placed behind his back as he soared into the sky, blue robes billowing around him. In a few blinks of the eye, he’d disappeared beyond the heavens.