I Stepped on a Bug, and the System Says I Slayed a Dragon?-Chapter 54: Upgraded One Sword Opens the Celestial Gate

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: Upgraded One Sword Opens the Celestial Gate

「Early the next morning.」

Ningchuan City. Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy. Martial Arts Plaza.

"You’ve lost!"

A sharp cry boomed, echoing high above the Martial Arts Arena.

A young man, stripped to the waist, stood at the center. His muscles bulged and his long black hair danced in the wind, his wild and fierce aura blanketing the entire arena.

At his feet lay a handsome man in a white training uniform. He was coughing up blood, his life hanging by a thread.

The teachers and students in the audience were dumbfounded, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"Even the top disciple lost! We have no one left to send up!"

"Did you see that? The Grassland Sword Saint’s disciple only used a single strike."

"What a monster. To think the Grassland could produce such a terrifying monster... It’s horrifying..."

Everyone looked at the fierce young man, their gazes filled with deep-seated fear.

The man standing on the arena was none other than the disciple of the Grassland Sword Saint.

Huyan Sword!

And the man lying at his feet was the top disciple of the Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy, the number one genius in all of Ningchuan City.

Everyone had witnessed the duel firsthand.

With a single strike, Huyan Sword had effortlessly annihilated the top disciple’s attack.

It was hard to imagine just how vast the gap in their strength was!

In an instant, the world fell silent.

Everyone looked at Huyan Sword. Their once-hostile gazes had transformed into a mixture of awe and profound fear.

He was just too strong!

This world had always respected strength above all else.

And without a doubt, Huyan Sword could easily crush the entire younger generation of Ningchuan City.

Even the instructors at the Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy were probably no match for him.

Faced with such a disparity, the crowd could only regard him with deep-seated dread and fear.

Feeling their stares, Huyan Sword’s expression remained placid as he walked out of the academy alone.

Everyone in his path hurried to make way.

At this point, there was no one left in the Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy who could make Huyan Sword even try.

This challenge event had come to a close.

.....

Huyan Sword left the Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy and swaggered down the street, heading toward the hotel where he and his master were staying.

Along the way, his rugged and fierce appearance drew stares from many pedestrians.

Huyan Sword paid their stares no mind. He was simply replaying the earlier fight in his head, feeling a bit disappointed.

’Too weak.’

’Are all the students in the city really at this level?’

Huyan Sword thought to himself.

He had once killed an Elephant King on the Grassland with his bare hands and had spent years tempering himself on the edge of life and death amidst Beast Tides. His strength had long surpassed that of his peers on the Grassland.

He had decided to follow his master out of the Grassland in search of stronger opponents.

Huyan Sword had originally expected to find a satisfying fight.

But to his surprise, the city students were all pampered. Compared to the ferocious Star Beasts of the Grassland, they were worlds apart!

Everywhere Huyan Sword went, he effortlessly steamrolled the local prodigies, defeating them all without breaking a sweat.

’With such pathetic strength, it’s about time they had a wake-up call.’

’But it’s no wonder... The instructors in the academies haven’t even reached the Innate Realm, so how could they possibly produce any real talent?’

Lost in thought, Huyan Sword walked briskly down the street and soon arrived at the hotel where he and his master were staying.

The hotel was located in the bustling city center. Luxurious and stately, it was the top hotel in all of Ningchuan City, and a single night’s stay cost more than an average person’s salary for several months.

But now, the Ningchuan City government was footing the bill, providing it to the master and disciple free of charge.

And this was the privilege that came with strength.

Huyan Sword entered the hotel, took the elevator to the top floor, walked down a lavish hallway, and soon arrived in front of their room.

"Master, I’m back!"

He swaggered into the room and immediately saw his master standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He was dressed in a silver ermine fur coat, his face dark and swarthy. The fierce winds of the Grassland had carved deep, gully-like wrinkles into his skin. Weather-beaten by the sun and wind, he looked as wizened as a herdsman who had toiled his entire life.

And this was the Grassland Sword Saint himself—

Yu Wenxuan!

"Why are you back so early today?"

Yu Wenxuan asked calmly, his hands clasped behind his back as he gazed down at the neon-lit cityscape below.

"It was boring, Master. The people in these cities are pathetic. There’s not a single one worth fighting."

Huyan Sword shook his head, found a soft sofa, and flopped down onto it. "Master," he said lazily, "where to next?"

"Jianghai City," Yu Wenxuan said.

"Jianghai City?"

At that, Huyan Sword shot up from the sofa, his face lighting up with excitement.

"You’re going after the Jianghai Sword God?!"

Stories of the Jianghai Sword God had been spreading like wildfire across the internet lately.

He was a household name among the younger generation, held in extremely high regard.

Even Huyan Sword himself had watched the video of the Thousand-Mile Flying Sword a hundred times over.

His only regret was that there were apparently no rumors of the Sword God having a disciple. Otherwise, given his personality, he would have undoubtedly paid them a visit by now.

So now, hearing his master declare his intent to challenge the Sword God, he was beyond thrilled.

"Master, from the videos online, the Sword God seems incredibly powerful! He can kill enemies from a thousand miles away with a flying sword."

"Indeed. That is precisely why I must go and meet this Jianghai Sword God, to see for myself what he is truly capable of."

Yu Wenxuan’s gaze sharpened, a dangerous glint flaring in the depths of his eyes. In an instant, a frigid killing intent flooded the entire room.

"We’ll see just how many of my strikes he can take!"

...

...

「Several days passed in the blink of an eye.」

In the library, the pace of life gradually slowed.

Qin Yang clocked in for work as usual, occasionally finding time to head up to the second floor and read a book or two, enjoying the peaceful days.

’Today should be the day.’

Qin Yang mentally counted the days. Thanks to Xiaobai’s Illusion Technique, he had managed to secretly read a great number of books on the second floor.

His accumulated knowledge of the Sword Dao had finally reached the point where a breakthrough was possible.

’Tsk, then again, it’s not like I’ve read all that much.’

Qin Yang mused to himself. All he had done was memorize every single Martial Arts book on the Sword Dao from the second floor.

’And for a man of letters, can it really be called stealing?’

At that thought, Qin Yang smiled faintly, closed his eyes, and sank into the Enlightenment Space within his mind.

Within his sea of consciousness, countless symbols surged and swirled, an entire ocean of knowledge ready for him to dive into.

"Martial Arts Space, begin the fusion!"

"Extrapolate: One Sword Opens the Celestial Gate!"

At his command,

BOOM!

The next moment, all the characters flipped over, as if pulled by some invisible force, and poured into Qin Yang’s understanding of One Sword Opens the Celestial Gate.

Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, a fusion of countless schools of thought.

A moment later.

Qin Yang slowly opened his eyes, Sword Intent churning like a tempest in their depths.

Boosted by the countless Innate Sword Martial Arts, his mastery of One Sword Opens the Celestial Gate leaped directly to the Grandmaster Level!