King of Assassins-Chapter 977 - 672: Sword Duel (Part 2)

Ten Thousand Swords Sect is rooted in Wuyuan Country; maintaining the current order is most beneficial for him. For the sect, he cannot back down.

Moreover, Jiang Yunfeng is also curious about Gao Xuan's cultivation.

This Celestial Master looks young, and this kind of youthfulness on the level of the divine soul cannot be faked.

In his view, this person might only be a few hundred years old.

Being able to duel with a Celestial Master and witness the divine techniques of the Celestial Court is worthwhile.

As the host, Tao Jun did not speak, he must observe Gao Xuan's reaction before expressing his stance. If Gao Xuan firmly refuses to compete, he must intervene to prevent the situation from getting too awkward for everyone involved.

Tao Jun noticed that Gao Xuan appeared calm, without any hint of displeasure.

Taking a closer look, Gao Xuan surprisingly showed no trace of drunkenness on his face.

Tao Jun was secretly surprised. Chixia Red was so rich and potent that he himself struggled to tolerate it. Gao Xuan, however, showed no reaction. Whether this was due to his profound cultivation or perhaps some secret techniques or magical treasures remained unknown.

Not only Tao Jun noticed something unusual about Gao Xuan; Zuo Wentao also did. He was even more surprised than Tao Jun, being more familiar with his own Chixia Red.

This is precisely why Zuo Wentao's curiosity about Gao Xuan's cultivation deepened.

Zuo Wentao clapped his hands and smiled, "Yunfeng loves to battle, especially to spar with others. Celestial Master, please do not hold back, teach him a lesson."

Gao Xuan modestly said, "My cultivation is not high, how would I dare to say anything about teaching. However, I am willing to witness Fellow Daoist Jiang's swordsmanship and divine techniques. I ask Fellow Daoist Jiang to show mercy."

Seeing Gao Xuan agree, Jiang Yunfeng showed a pleased expression and clasped his hands in salute to Gao Xuan, "Then please enlighten me, Daoist friend."

Saying this, Jiang Yunfeng began to rise.

Although the waterside pavilion was spacious, it was not the place for a duel. Even for a casual spar, one should not fight in such a location.

A single leak of sword light would instantly ruin this exquisite waterside pavilion.

Gao Xuan gestured to stop, saying, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, we find each other compatible. Drawing swords and casting spells could damage our rapport. How about we spar lightly using sword intent?"

Jiang Yunfeng frowned slightly; he was a sword cultivator unlike Zuo Wentao who specializes in spells. He couldn't make the scene vibrant and varied.

For him, a fight means drawing the sword and casting spells, none of this showiness.

Of course, spells like creating a simple flower or tree, he could easily cast. However, among fellow Spirit Immortals of the same rank, these tricks were insignificant, there was no need to display them in a fight.

But Gao Xuan's words made sense; they're Spirit Immortals, meeting and immediately fighting with weapons may seem to lack decorum.

Moreover, Sword Intent Transformation itself isn't difficult. It's just more delicate and intricate, which might seem a bit complicated for a straightforward sword cultivator like Jiang Yunfeng.

Gao Xuan paid no mind to Jiang Yunfeng's thoughts, he lightly flicked the bronze wine cup, causing ripples in the wine with a resonant vibration.

The transparent, pure wine shuddered, and a white-clad maiden emerged.

The maiden was charming, with delicate eyebrows and crescent eyes, lips bright red. Her long, white sword robe was as pure as snow, holding a three-foot azure blade with her delicate hand.

The azure blade gleamed like a pool of autumn water, radiantly clear to the extreme.

After appearing, the maiden bowed gracefully to Gao Xuan, her demeanor elegant and poised.

Gao Xuan whispered, "From now on, you shall be called Ripple."

Ripple's face lit up with joy, she happily bowed to Gao Xuan, "Thank you, Old Master, for the name."

Ripple gently floated from the wine table to the center of the waterside pavilion, saluting Jiang Yunfeng, "Ripple is here, please grant your teachings, Immortal Jiang."

Jiang Yunfeng was somewhat stunned; as amazing as Sword Intent Transformation was, the maiden was so full of spirituality.

Earlier, Zuo Wentao used the wine to transform, that dancing girl was indeed very spiritual. However, that spirituality was the transformation of Chixia Red's own spirituality.

Its spiritual change, like the moon in water and flowers in the mirror, although beautiful, ultimately was a kind of illusion. Not real.

The maiden Ripple before him was not only full of spirituality but also had a pure divine soul aura. This was no illusion.

Both Zuo Wentao and Tao Jun's eyes were fixed intently on the maiden Ripple, trying to find any illusionary aspect of her.

Although Ripple emerged from the wine, all the Spirit Immortals present understood that this was simply Gao Xuan using the wine to perform his divine technique, with no actual connection to the wine.

Standing before the Spirit Immortals was Ripple, as if she were a living person, not only were her skin textures exquisite, her eyes vibrant, her aura even circulated, resonating with her divine soul.

The Spirit Immortals scrutinized her repeatedly, but found no issues.

Standing beside National Preceptor Tao Jun, Baili Qingtong was even more amazed. No matter how she looked at Ripple, she appeared identical to herself. Yet Ripple's pure sword intent was overwhelmingly stronger.

Baili Qingtong couldn't help but secretly ask Tao Jun, "Master, what's with this maiden?"

Tao Jun didn't directly answer, "Watch quietly, don't speak."

Although this disciple was a princess, in front of the Spirit Immortals, her royal identity meant nothing.

Moreover, Tao Jun was also astonished by the maiden Ripple. Transforming sword intent into a human was one thing; transforming sword intent into a living being was extraordinary.

An Immortal can also elucidate spirits within plants, on condition of them having inherent spirituality. Similarly, forming childlike servants from a magical artifact is possible, though no matter how lifelike the appearance, the core remains a magical artifact.

This is incomparable to Gao Xuan's transformation of the maiden Ripple.

Tao Jun discreetly glanced at Zuo Wentao, exchanging a look. Zuo Wentao gave a wry smile, Gao Xuan's single demonstration has already overshadowed his previous display of singing, dancing, and wine.

Even though both presentations were similar, deep down there was a vast difference in levels.

Jiang Yunfeng quickly regains his composure; he's not adept at transformations, so he has no qualms about being outmatched. As long as his swordsmanship surpasses Gao Xuan's.

No matter how exquisite the transformation, poor swordsmanship is futile.

Jiang Yunfeng clasped the Thousand Army Sword at his waist, this divine sword has accompanied him for nearly two millennia, spending day and night in cultivation, merging with his divine soul.

With such a divine sword, transforming sword intent is easy. Although far inferior to Gao Xuan's effortless means, this moment left no other choice.

The Thousand Army Sword radiated divine light, a group of black-armored warriors appeared.

These warriors were large and fierce. Among them, there were surprisingly hundreds.

Though the waterside pavilion was large, it couldn't accommodate so many people.

Tao Jun tossed a wine jar forward, enlarging it to contain Ripple and all the soldiers.

This independent space isolated Ripple and the soldiers. Yet, to the observer, both stood in the middle of the waterside pavilion without any sense of separation.

The exquisite spatial division was praiseworthy enough for Zuo Wentao.

"National Preceptor's Pot of the Universe is indeed superb."

Using a divine artifact wouldn't be extraordinary, but the fact that Tao Jun used an ordinary wine jar relied entirely on his divine power.

Zuo Wentao, despite thinking he could make something more precise, knew accommodating two Spirit Immortals' sword intent in combat was impossible.

This alone demonstrates the National Preceptor's prowess.

Jiang Yunfeng remained uninterested in these details, focusing on unleashing sword intent.

Hundreds of heavy-armored swordsmen surged forward, launching a fierce attack on maiden Ripple.

Not only were the heavy-armored warriors' sword techniques sharp and swift, but they also coordinated in battle formation. They formed units of five, squads of ten, with these formations rotating, hundreds of warriors spinning like a sword wheel, continuously assaulting Ripple.

The maiden Ripple held the Autumn Water Longsword, gracefully moving through the battle formation, her demeanor airy and elegant.

Faced with the sword array of heavy-armored warriors, Ripple should have been immediately overwhelmed. However, she maneuvered among the dense sword blades, none able to touch her.

After moving gracefully for several tens of breaths, Ripple's Autumn Water Longsword flicked, with ripples shimmering like flowing water.

The surrounding heavy-armored swordsmen simultaneously shattered, bursting into black light.

Ripple seemed to find a decisive method, moving freely through the sword array, her Ripple Sword Light constantly glowing and swinging. Each flash resulted in a squad of heavy-armored swordsmen being defeated.

Within just over ten breaths, the heavy-armored swordsmen had suffered considerable losses.

Jiang Yunfeng's expression grew solemn, such intricate sword intent exchanges were not his forte. But the maiden Ripple's spiritual swordsmanship was exceptionally high and beyond his estimation.

To continue fighting, he would have no chance of winning unless he personally engaged.

Jiang Yunfeng stood with a laugh and saluted Gao Xuan, acknowledging with a face full of admiration, "Celestial Master's swordsmanship is unparalleled, I am far inferior, I am impressed, impressed..."