Chapter 2433: Chapter 79: Finger Sword as Steps_2

Today might be an unexpected encounter.

In the usual cultivation, deeply inscribing the Dao path and crafting the Star Tower, during the battle with Ning Shuangrong, he touched upon inspiration.

The sword Jiang Wang had tried several times to imitate but couldn’t grasp, now reappears at Sword Pavilion!

Compared to the one Yisheng Feng wielded back then, this sword lacks the ability to nullify the enemy’s awareness, but in the hands of Jiang Wang, who has already reached God Arrives, it even leaps beyond the enemy’s spiritual sense. It truly strikes the enemy without their knowledge.

The Long Night without moon hinders vision, unaware where life and death will descend!

The Autumn Water Sword rises and falls again.

Ning Shuangrong’s figure plummets swiftly. She couldn’t see Jiang Wang’s sword, yet clearly it was pursuing.

Visible and substantial, yet elusive and hidden.

At this moment, her gaze was indescribably complex.

Her Autumn Water Sword also grew exceedingly complex.

Wearing green clothing, she floated gracefully in the air, like a leaf in vibrant green that shouldn’t fall. Yet her Autumn Water Sword seemed to have its own spiritual perception, swirling around her.

Gazing upon the looming sword shadow, the majestic sword edge, the brilliant sword light.

Her sword momentum, sword intent, sword qi, instantly wove a vast cage that encased the entire universe within.

Happy to Meet: Qianqiu Lock!

Locks the bright moon, denying longing in the human world.

Locks the ages, preventing any sorrow from separation.

Clang!

The Autumn Water Sword clashed against Longing.

The crossing sword edges sparked a dazzling trail of starlight.

A clear autumn water opens the bright moon.

With this sword, she forcefully cleaved the sword Jiang Wang hid outside sensory perception!

Jiang Wang, along with his sword, was sliced back into the high air!

Jiang Wang, flying backward, curled into a ball, his sword becoming round.

The sword stance did not disperse, the sword momentum remained.

If he had placed more faith in that sword’s power hidden outside sensory perception, it wouldn’t be merely this outcome; he should have already been defeated.

It was precisely because he always conserved his strength that he could briefly escape under Ning Shuangrong’s Qianqiu Lock.

This brief exchange of sword edges had strategic thoughts behind it from both sides.

Ning Shuangrong had exchanged blows with Yisheng Feng and had already thought of how to counter that sword, although surprised Jiang Wang could mimic it, she planned to end the victory with this sword. Knowing Ning Shuangrong had faced Yisheng Feng, Jiang Wang thus held back.

At this moment, Jiang Wang’s figure flew backward.

Ning Shuangrong, carrying the momentum of Qianqiu Lock, leaped up, unwilling to let the rare advantage slip away.

Suddenly, starlight poured like a waterfall, covering the entire Sword Pavilion.

Four brilliant stars reflected in the sky.

The Star Path twisted, momentarily traversing The Big Dipper.

Jiang Wang’s curled figure suddenly expanded, like a bow drawn tight and released, at this critical moment transferring the Killing Sword, but illuminating Sword Pavilion through The Big Dipper!

Ning Shuangrong sighed lightly, her wrist merely turned, and the Autumn Water Sword flew out of her grip, returning to its sheath.

"Marquis Wu’an’s skills surpass by more than just one level, Ning admits defeat!"

The boundless sword momentum and sword intent dissipated.

In the scattering sword qi, she gracefully descended.

The Autumn Water Sword trembled unwillingly on the cliff a few times before flying back, both sword and sheath, to her hand.

What Ning Shuangrong had in common with Dou Zhao was that both discerned Jiang Wang’s ability to capture knowledge, and both chose to suppress Jiang Wang’s awareness with novelty, erasing his advantage in battle.

Dou Zhao continuously changed sword skills during battle, Ning Shuangrong’s Absolute Sword Techniques were a series without pause.

But she was different from Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao’s Seven Forms of Battle was the foremost killing technique of this era, without much concern of being targeted. He reserved it for crucial moments, simply not wishing to give Jiang Wang more chances to adapt, aimed for an efficient and decisive kill. Most of their exchanges were not with him at his strongest.

Whereas Ning Shuangrong consistently presented her strongest state, beyond these Absolute Sword Techniques, there were no other choices.

Only weaker, never stronger.

Thus, when Happy to Meet couldn’t defeat Jiang Wang, she had already lost.

The final aerial pursuit was merely one last attempt in unwillingness. When Jiang Wang’s Killing Sword of the Dao Path shone, she had no more options, except to sheath the sword and concede defeat.

Ning Shuangrong sheathed her sword swiftly and neatly,

While Jiang Wang returned his sword to its scabbard with a calm and unhurried manner. With a wave of his hand, he wiped away the stars in the sky, erasing the solitary shine of the Big Dipper.

With his foot on Qingyun, he leisurely walked back to the ground, cupping his hands to Ning Shuangrong: "The Sword Pavilion lives up to the ancient and modern Sword Leaders; Fellow Daoist Ning truly deserves the title of unparalleled swordsmanship. From this duel, I, Jiang Wang, have gained greatly!"

Of course, this time neither used Divine Skills, Dao Techniques, nor Spiritual Fields. In these three aspects, he indeed held an absolute advantage.

However, solely in terms of swordsmanship, this battle of techniques, intents, and momentum, he did not overpower Ning Shuangrong. His last move, Killing Sword from the Tao Path, was meant to break through forcefully.

Ning Shuangrong said she lost by more than a margin, but he felt embarrassed to admit it.

This duel of swords could be regarded as a marvelous battle from every aspect.

Especially for the combatants themselves.

They were confidants who clashed multiple times in the Taixu Illusion Realm, and they were the ones who sparred the most with each other. Though they only met by chance in real life, they were already well acquainted and could be considered good friends.

Of course, they each held affiliations today, which forced them to face each other with swords.

But from a personal perspective, neither bore ill will towards the other.

Jiang Wang’s first strike was Frosty Snow Bright, expressing his sincere heart while holding the sword, hoping Ning Shuangrong would understand.

Ning Shuangrong’s final response was Happy to Meet, a meeting between swordsmen, where heroes appreciated heroes. Ning the Swordsman and Dugu Wudi, meeting was also a joy.

It was a hearty and satisfying exchange, leaving neither with regrets.

At this moment, Chu Yao urged Bai Niu, eagerly driving the ox cart forward, with his long eyes gleaming with wit, eagerly saying: "Master, Fairy Sister, get on the cart, I’ll drive for you!"

Ning Shuangrong smiled: "I mingle with your master as an equal, if you call me sister, wouldn’t that make me a generation younger?"

"Then... Master Mother!" Chu Yao shouted startlingly.

Thud!

Jiang Wang flicked his forehead, making him clutch his head and shut his mouth on the spot.

Chu Yao pouted in grievance, tears welling up from the pain.

He had no ulterior motives, simply thinking that this sister was so beautiful. How wonderful it would be to see her every day? Moreover, only such a beautiful woman would be worthy of his master.

Having learned his lesson, he angrily thought to himself, if you don’t seize such beauty, may you end up with a wife like that pig-breeding woman!

The one referred to was the pig-breeding expert in Woyao Town, with waist and chest equally thick. Her voice, when raised, could be heard from the east end to the west end of the town. Her skin was so dark, it made even Chu Yao look a shade blacker.

Fiercely imagining this, the pain on his forehead eased a bit, and a silly smile broke out.

Ning Shuangrong looked at the boy crying and laughing, with a rather addled appearance, and didn’t mind his unintentional words. She simply gestured invitingly to the master and disciple: "Please follow me."

Jiang Wang kept his hand on his sword and walked alongside Ning Shuangrong, while Bai Niu dutifully pulled the cart, following behind them.

The long path of Jianwen Gorge gradually reached its destination in tandem with the moving sunlight. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

This was likely the end section of the entire Jianwen Gorge.

Both sides of the towering cliffs had the mountains excavated and fortified with robust fortresses. The sturdiness of the materials, the power of the Array Patterns, and the ingenuity of their construction need no elaboration.

What was worth mentioning was that both fortresses had names.

The northwest side was called "Hidden Edge", while the southeast side was named "Boundless".

Both fortresses evidently had strong figures stationed within them. Hidden Edge Fortress was as silent as if devoid of presence, while Boundless Fortress had Sword Qi piercing the sky.

Looking up, from southeast to northwest, the two fortresses were connected by a single plank road.

This was also the only plank road in Jianwen Gorge.

It stretched across, forming a natural gateway with the cliffs on either side.

"It’s called the Heavenly Gate Plank Road," Ning Shuangrong introduced: "Since ancient times, there is only this road to visit the Sword Pavilion."

Chu Yao, straining his neck to look around, asked with a face of concern: "How do I and Bai Niu get up there?"

He certainly wished for his master to carry him up, but Bai Niu was too large; this Fairy Sister probably couldn’t manage that, right?

Ning Shuangrong chuckled: "You can temporarily leave the cart here; no one will touch it. As for you and Bai Niu... you can walk up by yourselves."

She formed a sword with her index and middle fingers, merely circling lightly, then pointing to the air.

Suddenly, a sharp sound whistled through the air.

Longswords flew across the sky, almost filling the visual field.

In the dazzling flight, a wonderful order existed. Finally, they neatly formed a stairway of precious swords under the Heavenly Gate Plank Road!

...

Chu Yao, nine years old, arrived at Jianwen Gorge.

An Immortal directed the swords into steps, to ascend to the Sword Pavilion.