Cohabitation with Sword Spirit-Chapter 220 - 187: It’s Our First Time Too, So Be Gentle

The match that occurred at 10:00 AM on December 28, 2017, was destined to be a historic one in the annals of the Cyan Cloud Tournament.

In terms of competitive level, although brief, this battle was undoubtedly of a finals-level caliber. Ten years ago, either of these two participants would have had a great chance of winning the championship. At the very least, the previous champion, Li Tingshu, admitted that he had less than a fifty percent chance of victory against these two, as he was ten years ago.

Regarding the participants, one was a fourteen-and-a-half-year-old girl, and the other was a half-human, half-demon. In the history of the Cyan Cloud Tournament, it's extremely rare for such contestants to make it to the top sixteen.

But what made this match unique was not the competitive level or the identity of the participants.

Instead, it was the identity of the person who called off the match.

At the last moment, when Wang Jiu drove Shen Qingming straight into the middle palace, about to pierce the throat of the Half-Wolf Demon, it was the Holy Sect Envoy who ordered the match to stop. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

The Immortal Envoy intervened with extraordinary power. At the moment he spoke, the time and space within the arena froze. The actions of both contestants halted at the last moment — Shen Qingming's white teeth were about to touch Kong Wu's throat, and the shock in Kong Wu's eyes was frozen in place.

Afterward, the Holy Sect Immortal Envoy personally descended onto the arena from the platform. With each hand, he tapped the heads of the two contestants. Instantly, two streams of pure water flowed into their bodies from their Celestial Spirits, healing the injuries inflicted by the brief and fierce battle.

The Immortal Envoy's actions were incredibly generous, using spiritual medicine of the immortal rank, capable of bringing the dead back to life and flesh to bones, without hesitation on these two youngsters. In an instant, their wounds stopped bleeding, and severed limbs were restored — among them, Shen Qingming's recovery speed even surpassed that of the Half-Wolf Demon, Kong Wu, showcasing her body's remarkable resilience.

After completing this, the Holy Sect Immortal Envoy looked very displeased at the referee, speaking coldly, "What are you doing? In the previous situation, did you not know to stop the match in time?! Do you think you can just sit back and watch because the arena has its own array barrier? Then what are you even here for?!"

The referee was taken aback, then hung his head in shame, saying, "I'm sorry, I was... frightened."

"Frightened?" The Holy Sect Immortal Envoy shook his head, "Indeed, the degree of brutality in this match is extraordinary, but anyone can be frightened, except the referee who must always remain calm. You are responsible not only for the outcome of the match but also for the safety of the two contestants."

The referee, sweating profusely, repeatedly affirmed his understanding.

"Alright, the outcome is already clear, let's end this match here." After saying this, the Holy Sect Immortal Envoy waved his hand, lifting the time-space lock within the arena, and then gracefully left.

Only then did the two commentators at the commentary table finally come back to their senses, uttering their first words of commentary after the match had started.

"Uh, good morning everyone..."

——

After the match ended, Wang Jiu hadn't yet had the chance to go to the contestants' passageway to congratulate Shen Qingming on winning this bloody battle when a man wearing a milky white mask blocked his path.

Of course, what appeared in front of him was merely an illusion, visible only to Wang Jiu, but the intense will infused by Shen Ziyu into the illusion was incredibly clear.

Come to the top floor VIP box to see me, immediately!

This was not a request but a blatant order. If not complied with, even if the opponent was the Celestial Divine Sword, he would draw his sword!

Wang Jiu was not angered by this straightforward hostility. He had quite a generous heart for humans. He merely smiled, left Shen Qingming a message, and then went straight to the highest level of the Aozora Martial Arts Arena.

Located at the very center of the top floor, the VIP box was usually completely closed and not open to the public. But now, it was naturally allocated for the exclusive use of the Holy Sect Immortal Envoy, with no worries of being disturbed by others.

Upon entering the box, Wang Jiu felt his vision blur slightly, only to see Shen Ziyu rush forward with astonishing speed, grabbing at his collar — and of course, grabbed thin air.

Shen Ziyu, undeterred, grasped for the White Sword's true form. Wang Jiu frowned, and the White Sword traced a mysterious arc, evading Shen Ziyu's lightning-fast movement, slapping his hand back.

"Dare to touch without washing your hands?"

"I..." Shen Ziyu was furious but knew that arguing seriously with him at this moment would be endless, so he had to change the subject, "Do you know what you were doing just now? My sister entrusted me to take good care of Qingming, is this how you take care of her?!"

Wang Jiu considered it for a moment, then responded, "Her delayed physical development is evidently due to hereditary bloodlines, not from a lack of nutrition in the environment."

"I'm not talking about her physique! My sister also only started to... No, that's not the point!" Shen Ziyu said as he helplessly turned his head, this Celestial Divine Sword's ability to steer off-topic was too strong! If not careful, he would lose track of where he was going!

So he had to get straight to the point: "The combat techniques used in that battle just now must never be used again!"

Wang Jiu was intrigued, "Why not? You should have seen the effect, right? It was the method to win with the smallest cost and highest efficiency."

"But it was too cruel!" Shen Ziyu said, "Don't you have any sense of awareness?!"

Wang Jiu said, "How is that possible? Her organs, brain, and even her most important feature as a girl, her face, have all been perfectly preserved by me. Only her limbs suffered serious injuries, but as long as she wins the competition, she'll quickly receive proper treatment. The structure of her limbs is simpler compared to the internal organs and brain. With Shen Qingming's bloodline divine techniques, combined with special medicine, one day is enough for a full recovery. So, considering all this, I don't see where the cruelty lies."

"...You sure know how to justify things." Shen Ziyu gritted his teeth, "Then, I ask you personally, have you considered Shen Qingming's feelings?! Broken limbs, separated bones and flesh..."

"Oh, that? She got used to it long ago." Wang Jiu explained, "During the pre-competition training, situations even more brutal than that happened more than once. To further enhance her pain tolerance, I designed an entire training regimen for her, and she completed it very well."

"..."

"But honestly, Shen Qingming's motivation for training in this area is still somewhat lacking. She obviously has the advantage of family bloodline, yet she's unwilling to use her own initiative to dig deeper. In this respect, she's much worse than my other student, Li Chaolu."

Shen Ziyu had no idea what to say.

Wang Jiu smiled and asked, "So, are there any other issues?"

"...It's still forbidden. The protests from the Cyan Cloud Parent Committee have arrived again. Cyan Cloud Tournament is an all-age cultivator competition, you can't make it into a dark theme!"

"Oh, is that so? I heard they already hired the professional animation team Happy Tree to optimize the rendering."

"In your last fight, you directly shattered over two thousand pairs of eyeglasses! Optimized rendering has its limits! The leader of Happy Tree was so shocked half-way through, he coughed up blood!"

"Then just use a few parallel black bars to cover those scenes unsuitable for viewing."

"Wouldn't that just prompt more imagination!?" Shen Ziyu exclaimed angrily.

Wang Jiu said, "You also seem to enjoy using exclamation marks."

"What exactly are you focusing on?!"

Saying this, Shen Ziyu felt really exhausted both physically and mentally, secretly guessing if the Celestial Divine Sword had ended the Great Demon God Emperor's life with extreme annoyance...

"In short, regardless of the situation, this is the rule established by the organizing committee. Such bloody and violent tactics are absolutely not allowed to be used again! No explanations accepted!"

After speaking, Shen Ziyu cautiously looked at Wang Jiu. This elder who has been alive for who knows how long, was often difficult to reason with, especially at such unreasonable times...

However, Wang Jiu merely nodded, "Alright."

Anyway, judging by the schedule, there probably isn't another opponent who would necessarily require that tactic.

"... Since you're willing to agree, that's more than satisfactory." Shen Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief, then said, "The second matter is the main reason for seeking you. The Sect Leader has replied to me."

Wang Jiu perked up, "Oh? What did he say?"

"After I reported everything about you to the Sect Leader, he said that your stories are largely unverifiable now. Even in the Saint Sect, records of the Primordial history are incomplete, with many mysteries unsolved. Of course, the fact that you hail from the Primordial Era and have exceptional power is undeniable. So, we are willing to welcome the awakening of an elder such as yourself. If necessary, the Saint Sect will provide you with needed assistance, just hoping you respect the current order of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, abide by basic laws and regulations, and do not misuse your power."

Wang Jiu said, "No problem."

Shen Ziyu earnestly stared into Wang Jiu's eyes for a while, until he remembered that this Sword Spirit True Form was indeed an illusion. He then shook his head and said, "Good, that's settled then. Honestly, the likes of you, even the Saint Sect has never heard of such a case. From the Primordial Era, the Dark Era to modern times, historical gaps are like giant chasms. Regarding people and events of the past, we know very little apart from limited knowledge from books. We never even imagined meeting a lively real person. So, handling such a situation, it's likely even the Sect Leader is at wit's end and can only play it by ear."

Saying this, Shen Ziyu asked, "May I ask casually, do you have ambitions of conquering the whole world or something like that?"

Wang Jiu said, "The last one with that ambition was already slain by me."

"... Alright." Shen Ziyu pondered for a moment, and spoke no further, "That's it then, we have nothing more to say, goodbye."

"Wait a moment, I do have some questions I wish to consult the Saint Sect about."

Shen Ziyu waved his hand, "Discuss it after you win the championship. Didn't you promise to make Shen Qingming win the championship? At that time, the three questions as the champion's reward, will all be reserved for you."

Wang Jiu asked in surprise, "All reserved for me? What if Shen Qingming has questions?"

"As long as it doesn't involve Saint Sect secrets, naturally there will be no reservation. She's my niece, what are you thinking?" Shen Ziyu had a look as if wondering why such a simple question was asked.