CHAPTER 35
**Sword Cloud Building!
Tonight, a celebration feast is held at the most luxurious house on Sword Cloud's highest level.
The host of the evening banquet, accompanied by the chief disciple of the first Sword Peak, is Ye Tiance's eldest daughter, Ye Ziyan!
Ye Tiance's other three disciples, Magnificence, Health Guard Ziyi, and King Xun, are naturally present as well.
The two honored guests are Wu Resolute, the third Sword Peak leader of this generation, and Yao Lie, the Law Enforcement Elder of the sixth Sword Peak.
Among the other guests are many from the seventh Sword Peak, including Yu Xuanzhou.
"Yu Elder, today I owe it to you; I toast to you!" Ye Ziyan, having drunk much, staggered as she stood, her manner reckless and rude, her face flushed with heroism.
Yu Xuanzhou, looking at Ye Ziyan's slender waist, swallowed his saliva secretly and raised his glass quickly, saying, "To add brilliance for the chief disciple is an honor for old Yu. Cheers!"
He drank a pot of good wine in one go, downing several sips with a cluck and gulp.
People saw this and laughed: "Yu Elder is indeed a man of righteousness!"
"Just laughing, just laughing!" Yu Xuanzhou wiped the liquor stain from the corner of his mouth, smiling sheepishly.
"Did you see that young Yun Xiao? His face was purple with anger," Wu Yichi of the third Sword Peak laughed.
He had previously held the position of Law Enforcement Elder, equivalent to Leaf Tianzhao and Yao Lie's rank.
But Leaf Tianzhao died outside Sword Cloud Building last night.
In Blue Soul, a Law Enforcement Elder in a Sword Peak is second only to the Sword Master, with the power to enforce law—and even become a candidate for Sword Master.
If anything happens to Wu, Wu Resolute will undoubtedly rise to officially become the third Sword Master.
"Provocation is pointless. This group is as dead as pigeons; they dare not face Sword Pavilion. They're just waiting for Sword King Ye to return, surrendering the beauties and cutting down pests and snakes with his sword!" Yao Lie, his eyes red with intensity, said with a cold laugh.
He is the Law Enforcement Elder of the sixth Sword Peak, and the younger brother of Yao Manxue and elder brother to Yao Qingqian.
As he finished speaking, his face showed a cold, mocking smile.
The Eight Swords aspire to take control, while Sword Pavilion is clearly taking a significant step forward.
Why is Sword Pavilion silent tonight while they're celebrating and building alliances?
All because of Sword King Ye, who intimidates Ten Thousand Swords Sea!
"With him, Blue Soul will certainly be normalized on the tenth day! Everyone, cheers!" Yao Lie said with delight.
"Cheers!"
Ye Ziyan suddenly jumped up, standing directly on the table, raising her glass and laughing heartily: "Follow us to prosperity! Oppose us and perish!"
"Right!"
Everyone laughed wildly, the atmosphere rising to a peak.
**Bang!
The front door of the house was stomped open.
"Which blind pig or dog has arrived?"
Ye Tiance's fourth disciple, King Xun, turned around suddenly, his sharp eyes sweeping to the entrance.
There stood a young man in white!
The young man's gaze bled intensity!
But behind him, hundreds had gathered, not daring to approach, watching from a distance, talking fervently among themselves.
"Yun Xiao??"
Everyone at the banquet thought they were seeing things!
Ye Ziyan couldn't help but rub her eyes.
Looking again, it was indeed Yun Xiao!
In white clothes, holding an azure sword!
With that dust-free, extraordinary presence, delicate and stunning features and figure—
In the world, only one person like this exists!
"How dare you?" After King Xun's initial shock, he laughed in disbelief.
Clearly awaiting death in Sword Pavilion, how dare he leave?
Even if he left, to arrive alone at the liveliest place in Blue Soul, Sword Cloud Building?
Bang!
"Is everyone drinking?" Yun Xiao said, stepping directly toward them!
In his hand, the three-foot azure blade dragged along the wooden floor, leaving a scorched, smoking trail wherever it touched.
"You all are drinking; I'll join!" King Xun, feeling tipsy, had a moment of heated defiance.
His eyes darkened with malice as he unleashed his late-stage Divine Sea Realm power, spreading his supernatural aura over everyone, aiming to suppress Yun Xiao!
As Ye Tiance's fourth disciple, he was, of course, of the Tianyuan!
The other two disciples, Magnificence and Health Guard Ziyi, also stood.
At this table, they were the juniors, so they sat near the entrance, drinking.
"Fellow disciples, you keep drinking, I'll handle him myself!"
King Xun roared, his palm condensing Sword Soul energy as he launched forward like a fierce tiger down the mountain, sword aimed to strike Yun Xiao.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Yun Xiao looked at him coldly, quickening his pace!
A flash of white!
"Quite fast!"
King Xun shouted as he swung his sword horizontally to intercept.
But the swift figure was already before him; azure light flashed, slicing through King Xun's Sword Soul!
Clang!!
King Xun's Sword Soul shattered!
The azure sword light flashed forward like lightning, sweeping across King Xun's face!
King Xun's body stiffened.
Half of his head was cut off.
Right, half!
The severed half flew, landing directly in the center of the banquet table, spinning among the dishes!
Bang!
**King Xun's body falls!
The white-clothed youth, untainted by blood, his eyes full of red veins, looks at the group and sneers, saying, "Are you all drinking without inviting me?"
He seems very angry!
But is it really only because they didn't invite him to drink?
As everyone knows, definitely not!
What he resents is the ancient grudge.
The people glance at the severed head amidst the food on the table!
They look again at Yun Xiao!
"Ugh!"
The good wine and delicacies they had enjoyed all evening come up immediately.
At this moment, Yun Xiao squats down and takes King Xun's small universe bag, looking inside.
"Ten Longquan Pills are still here!"
"He borrowed these Longquan Pills from me for quite a while, so taking over 500 spirit crystals as interest isn't excessive, is it?" Yun Xiao says, keeping the small universe bag.
"Consider it the repayment, interest and all!"
His gaze locks onto Magnificence and Health Guard Ziyi!
These two disciples of the Sword Reverence—around 25 years old, with Kaiyang Sword Souls—had followed Ye Tiance for over a decade, known for their murderous skill and battle experience.
Magnificence, tall and solemn!
Health Guard Ziyi, small but with sharp eyes!
Before they can speak, Yun Xiao's shadow accelerates suddenly, charging fiercely at them!
The blades flash!
Health Guard Ziyi just draws his sword!
Slash!
A heart's crack, blood sprays!
Bang, bang, bang!
The Sword Soul's force strikes him, hurling his body into the wall, covering it with splattered blood!
"Yun Xiao, you...!"
The other disciple, Magnificence, shivers with fear.
Clang!
"It's your turn!"
Yun Xiao coldly locks his gaze on him, circling the Sword Soul in his grasp!
He strikes again!
The azure blade, swift as lightning, glows as it arcs around Magnificence's Sword Soul, cutting through his mouth and piercing his brain!
Magnificence's eyes widen suddenly, his hands trembling, eyes turning white.
Slash!
The sword withdraws, and he collapses to the ground, lifeless.
Yun Xiao kicks the body, flips it over, grabs his small universe bag and the Heaven-Burying Sword Soul, muttering, "Everyone, he borrowed ten Longquan Pills from me, was ungrateful, and didn't invite me to drink. So taking his 1,000 spirit crystals as interest isn't excessive, right?"
Blood sprays across the scene!
Outside, hundreds of sword cultivators watch with trembling hearts, speechless.
Earlier in the day, prompted by Yu Xuanzhou, Yun Xiao was stripped of his chance to win the sword contest reward.
Yet here he is tonight, avenging himself without delay!
In front of all these elders, he's killed three people in succession, collecting ample 'interest'!
What kind of villain is this?
How is he so powerful?
Outside, the hundreds of sword cultivators are stunned!
Ye Ziyan, Yao Lie, Wu Resolute, Yu Xuanzhou, and others watch as the disciples of the third Sword Reverence are splattered in blood, their minds suddenly blank.
What's going on?
Ye Tiance had thirteen disciples!
Now, within days, the numbers are dwindling!
"Yun Xiao!!"
Ye Ziyan's furious glare seems to blaze as she draws her Sword Soul, aiming it at him!
"Don't you know Sword King Ye personally decreed you'd have a ten-day immunity from death?!"
Earlier in the day, she had mocked Yun Xiao, thinking his doom was assured.
No one imagined that without even a day passing, he would appear directly in the busiest place, committing murder openly!
"Not interested?" Yun Xiao picks up a wine pot and pours it, finding it empty.
He's enraged!
"Damn it, you drank it all; can your stomachs even hold all that?"
His icy gaze sweeps over everyone's bellies.
"Yes! You may have immunity from death, but suffering is sometimes worse than dying!" Ye Ziyan's face is fierce as she kicks the banquet table aside, unleashing her full Divine Sea Realm power, twisting and merging with Yun Xiao's.
"Is that so? I'd like to see," Yun Xiao laughs, raising the three-foot azure blade in his hand.
"As you wish!!"
Ye Ziyan's smoke flares!
Clang!
Her Sword Soul appears in her hand as she turns and extends her sword!
The Kaiyang, Purple Eagle Sword Soul!
This Sword Soul, like a purple eagle, is covered in a gorgeous layered plumage, with 17 glowing golden edges sparkling, casting dazzling purple light!
The sword aura towers higher than Yun Xiao's!
And she has yet to complete building the ancient monster bone; the monster sovereign marrow is still within this Sword Soul!
With the full power of the Divine Sea Realm, fourfold Divine Sea, as the chief disciple of the first Sword Peak, her strength may even surpass the ordinary law enforcement elders, nearing that of Zhao Xuanran!
Today, Ye Ziyan takes the lead!
"Talent? Do you have the life to grow it?"
Ye Ziyan sneers, her long leg leaping forward, gathering the full force of the Divine Sea, clutching the Purple Eagle Sword Soul, spreading her wings like a hawk to strike at Yun Xiao!
The Kaiyang, Metal-Spinning Sword Technique!
On the Purple Eagle Sword Soul, the 17 sword lights whirl, revolving suddenly like a canopy of purple flowers around Yun Xiao's head, aiming to kill him in a single strike!
"She's strong!"
Outside, the crowd of hundreds exclaims in shock, including Wu Resolute, Yao Lie, and Yu Xuanzhou, all feeling uneasy.
Some have already informed Ye Tiance!
"Today, this youth dared to leave Sword Pavilion; he won't be going back!" Yu Xuanzhou sneers.
But as he speaks, Yun Xiao's eyes lock onto Ye Ziyan!
"Are you strong?"
Yun Xiao's gaze sharpens.
He moves!
Having stood still till now, he moves with the force of an earthquake!
Yun Xiao's gaze turned colder. Holding his sword, he looked straight at the encircling elders with disdain.
"Release her?" Yun Xiao's voice echoed with an edge that cut through the tension like a blade. His Azure Sword Soul trembled slightly, brimming with deadly intent, and the faint hum of gathering energy filled the air.
The elders' eyes narrowed. Yao Lie and Wu Resolute, both towering figures within the Divine Sea Realm, held their powerful Sword Souls ready, each one surging with energy—Yao Lie's purple, Wu Resolute's blazing flame. Each elder seemed ready to strike, their faces twisted with fury and apprehension.
"I didn't come here to yield to anyone," Yun Xiao sneered, his voice cold as ice. He glanced down at Leaf Ziyan, who was still shaking, her once fiery eyes now filled with terror, her arrogance shattered by the three puncture wounds he had delivered.
"Consider your choices carefully," Yao Lie shouted, his purple Sword Soul emanating a powerful energy, its Sword Gangs dancing around him like a shield of deadly light. "If you harm her further, your death will be far from merciful!"
Yun Xiao let out a short, mirthless laugh. "You speak of mercy to someone who has already chosen their path?" His eyes flicked to the crowd watching in silence outside, a sea of cultivators mesmerized by the deadly spectacle unfolding. "You claim you're all powerful, but here you are, begging me for her life."
His grip tightened on the Heaven-Burying Sword Soul, and in an instant, azure lightning and storm energy gathered around it. The sword hummed with fierce energy, and he raised it once more, aiming at the elders.
"Very well," Yun Xiao said, his tone lethal, "if it's death you want, I'll gladly deliver it."
Yun Xiao's wrath bore down like a storm, relentless and absolute. Standing atop the fallen, his gaze swept over the trembling crowd of cultivators. His white robes, now speckled with blood, seemed to defy the carnage, the faint azure aura around him intensifying with each heartbeat.
The remaining elders, those who moments ago had confidence in their numbers and strength, now stared in pure horror. Their voices faltered, their words turning into pitiful pleas as they knelt, grasping at the hope of mercy. But mercy was a luxury Yun Xiao did not offer to those who had wronged him.
"Forgive us, Yun Xiao!" one elder choked, attempting to raise himself on shaking hands, his voice echoing weakly in the vast silence that followed.
Yun Xiao's eyes flickered, but they held no compassion. "Forgiveness?" His voice cut through the air like his azure blade, icy and merciless. "You had no mercy when you sought to stand against me, no thought of forgiveness when you plotted my end. Now, it's too late."
In a single motion, he unleashed his Sword Soul, the azure light flashing like lightning. The remaining elders, helpless, were engulfed by the whirlwind of power. Each strike was swift and precise, leaving no room for retaliation.
Pū! Pū! Pū!
With each cut, the blood splashed, staining the ground beneath him. Those who thought themselves invincible only moments before were now reduced to silence, the last remnants of their life scattered at Yun Xiao's feet.
As the dust settled, a heavy silence descended over the scene. The hundreds of sword cultivators who had gathered to watch—whether out of admiration or fear—stood frozen, faces pale. To them, Yun Xiao appeared less like a man and more like an incarnation of vengeance itself, unstoppable and unyielding.
He cast a final, contemptuous glance at the onlookers. "Remember," he said, his voice low and echoing in the dead silence. "Let this be a lesson: those who underestimate me will pay for it dearly."
Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving behind a sea of blood and the trembling remnants of his enemies.