I Found a Dude to Compare Whose Sword is More Powerful

The vision of the future came to an abrupt halt.

Su Ji's eyes snapped open.

He was in deep trouble.

The Puppet Heaven Holy Land had actually come knocking at his door, and they had even sent a middle-aged man who looked like a tough opponent to deal with.

Why did it have to be a man.

If it were a woman, he would have had a chance to slay her with a single sword strike, ending the trouble once and for all.

The most fatal part was that the other party had pinned everything on him, firmly dumping all the blame on his head.

He was taking the fall for this way too unjustly.

It was true that he, Su Ji, had obtained the inheritance, but those two Golden Core cultivators from the Puppet Heaven Holy Land clearly died at someone else's hands. What did that have to do with him?

Su Ji's mind raced, thinking of a way to break out of this situation.

Run?

Fight?

The only way to survive seemed to be obediently handing over the inheritance.

But Su Ji was unwilling.

Why should he give away what he had obtained through his own abilities?

Just as he was feeling frustrated and anxious.

"Thump, thump, thump."

A steady and forceful knocking sound came clearly from outside the door.

Su Ji slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on the tightly shut wooden door.

From outside, a voice rang out clearly.

"Outer disciple Su Ji, the sect leader has issued an order. You are commanded to proceed to the sect's main hall immediately without delay."

They were here!

Su Ji's pupils suddenly shrank.

He did not answer immediately. Instead, he leaped up from the bed, his movements as fast as lightning.

He pulled the door open.

Outside the door, the inner disciple who had come to deliver the message had not even reacted. He only felt his vision blur, followed by a sharp pain in his neck, and then his vision went black as he went limp and collapsed.

Su Ji had struck hard, enough to make this guy sleep for two and a half days.

He did not even glance at the disciple on the ground. He shut the door behind him, vaulted over the wall, and headed straight for Su Jiu's courtyard.

...

"So, the people from the Puppet Heaven Holy Land have already arrived?"

Inside Su Jiu's boudoir, after listening to Su Ji's half-true, half-false account, a layer of frost covered her beautiful and elegant face.

"Yes."

Su Ji nodded, his expression solemn.

"And I suspect that the sect leader is already preparing to sell us out."

Right at this moment.

"Thump, thump, thump."

A rapid knocking sound came from outside the courtyard door.

"Is Senior Sister Su Jiu present? The sect leader has ordered..."

Before the voice could finish speaking, Su Ji's figure had already appeared at the doorway like a ghost.

With a muffled thud.

Outside the door, it instantly went quiet.

Su Jiu: "..."

She looked at Su Ji, who walked back in without changing his expression, and for a moment, she did not know what to say.

"Junior Sister, can you cast an illusion on me?"

Su Ji sat back down opposite her and got straight to the point.

The hand Su Jiu used to hold her teacup trembled slightly.

She raised her head, a trace of imperceptible panic flashing in her clear eyes.

That day... the events that had occurred after the spiritual energy tide instantly flooded into her mind.

Did he find out?

He shouldn't have. She had clearly controlled him with her charm arts.

He shouldn't have any memory of that period of time.

Moreover...

Some things were hard to speak of...

That feeling really wasn't bad...

Bah!

Su Jiu's cheeks uncontrollably flushed with a hint of crimson.

She was talking about the feeling of breaking through a bottleneck, she absolutely did not have any dirty thoughts!

She had even thought that in the future, whenever she could not suppress the impulses of her bloodline, she could use her charm arts to control Su Ji and slightly resolve her own troubles...

"Why are you asking this, Senior Brother?"

Su Jiu forced herself to remain calm, but her voice unconsciously carried a slight tremble.

Su Ji was currently in a desperate situation, so naturally, he did not notice her strange behavior. He directly revealed his entire plan.

"Junior Sister, do you remember me saying that my clan once passed down to me a 'Heartless Sword Dao'?"

Su Jiu nodded.

She certainly remembered. Back in the underground lava cave, Su Ji had used this excuse to explain why he only killed female cultivators.

"Today's situation is extremely dangerous. The only way to break out of it lies in this Sword Dao."

Su Ji's voice was kept very low, carrying a desperate resolve.

"It's just that my Sword Dao has immense restrictions. It cannot slay anyone who is not a peerless beauty, and it cannot be unleashed unless my heart is moved."

Hearing these words, the corners of Su Jiu's mouth twitched slightly.

But Su Ji was completely oblivious and continued speaking with a serious face: "Therefore, I need you to lend me a hand, Junior Sister."

"You will use your illusion arts to deceive my senses, transforming that high and mighty Love-Longing Sect Sect Leader into a woman who perfectly fits my aesthetic tastes."

"That way, I will be able to unleash the 'Heartless Sword Dao' and slay her with a single strike!"

Su Jiu was thoroughly stunned.

She had imagined countless possibilities.

But she never expected that Su Ji's so-called way out would be so... absurd.

Make him see the sect leader as a beauty, and then kill her with one strike?

What kind of outrageous talk was this?

"As for that Holy Land envoy..." Su Ji paused, a confident smile appearing on his face.

"I've already found a brother who will step in to help stall him for a bit."

"Let the two of them compete, and see whose sword is more formidable!"

"When the time comes, the two of us will take the opportunity to run away."