"Slay the demon! Slay the demon!!"
Dugu Wenxue suddenly yelled loudly. The wispy black sword intent on his body suddenly intensified. He looked like an evil demon, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed down towards Li Shiyin!
"Clang..."
This sword slash sent Li Shiyin directly to the ground. Her feet landed on the Debate Platform, sinking three feet down.
Under the frenzied sword qi attacks from Li Shiyin, Dugu Wenxue did not collapse. Instead, the defensive array on the Debate Platform collapsed first.
"Ah..."
Li Shiyin suddenly let out a soft shout. She was surrounded by black qi, as the Demon Slaying Sword Intent continuously assaulted her mind and spirit. At this moment, her mind and spirit finally failed to defend.
...She raised her head to look at Dugu Wenxue, but only saw a stretch of vague yellow sand shadows. She couldn't see clearly.
"Clang!"
Relying on instinct, she swung her sword to block Dugu Wenxue's lethal strike.
But at this time, with her feet on the Debate Platform, under this sword strike, she slid back a dozen or so feet, carving two deep gouges into the Debate Platform.
When she steadied herself and looked up again, she realized that what she saw before her was no longer the Debate Platform, but a desert at dusk.
"Ahhh... Slay the demon! Slay the demon! Slay monsters and demons!"
Someone was yelling madly up ahead...
Following the sound, she saw a blood-red sunset in the distance. In the sky filled with yellow sand, a man shaped like an ancient demon god held up a sword, howling in the wind.
"That is?" Although this was the first time Li Shiyin had seen this man, she had an instinctive feeling that this was not Dugu Wenxue, but the ancient swordsman who had comprehended the Demon Slaying Sword Intent.
In the blood-red sunset, the man's shadow was stretched long, swaying in the yellow sand, looking just like a shadow demon.
Suddenly, he noticed Li Shiyin. He turned abruptly to look at her, with a pair of blood-filled, blood-red eyes staring straight at Li Shiyin.
Even Li Shiyin was startled by this action. This person was shouting "Slay the demon", yet he himself looked just like the most evil demon. And how could he even see her?
"Monster...demon..." The man stared at Li Shiyin and roared loudly. Holding his sword, his shadow-like figure charged straight at Li Shiyin.
Seeing the man rush over like a shadow, Li Shiyin hurriedly raised her sword to meet him...
?
Where was her sword?
In the sunset and yellow sand, her hands were empty. There was no trace of her Cherished Star Sword.
The shadow man's sword was already slashing down upon her!
"Starlight!" Li Shiyin shouted sharply, raising her hand and grasping at the air. Starlight quickly gathered in her hand, forming a Starlight Sword.
"Boom!"
The two swords collided, and the Starlight Sword shattered instantly. Li Shiyin was sent flying by the sword strike, heavily crashing into the yellow sand.
"Puh..." She crawled out from the sand, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Just what is going on here?" She asked herself.
"Demon!" The shadow-like man charged at her again, sword in hand.
"Humph..." Li Shiyin stood upright, lightly exhaled a breath, then said softly: "Murky Dusk!"
In the next moment, the Murky Dusk Sword that looked like the starry river of the cosmos appeared in her hand.
The shadow slashed down with his sword once more!
"Immortal Seeking the Way..."
Li Shiyin intoned again.
Then, she disappeared from under the shadow's sword strike.
And so Li Shiyin understood what was happening...
This was her Sea of Consciousness. She was currently in her Primordial Spirit state.
The reason her Sea of Consciousness had become what it was now was because it had been invaded by the Demon Slaying Sword Intent.
She looked again at the shadow. Confirming that he was the ancient swordsman who had comprehended the Demon Slaying Sword Intent.
"Slay the demon, slay the demon..." Li Shiyin murmured, "You who comprehended the Demon Slaying Sword Intent, why have you become like this?"
What were sword intents? They were the strongest thoughts in one's heart, affirmed by oneself, then manifested through the sword. What was Demon Slaying? It was slaying monsters and demons.
Li Shiyin did not know why a swordsman who had comprehended the Demon Slaying Sword Intent would become so full of demonic aura.
At this moment, all she could do was slay him. She silently channeled her energy, and sword qi flowed on the Murky Dusk Sword...
Sealing Dust and Ceasing Thoughts!
She looked again at the ancient demon god opposite her, sword in hand, and charged at him to kill.
Although Li Shiyin was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, she already had a Primordial Spirit, and it was very powerful. She was not without the ability to fight back against this demon that had invaded her Sea of Consciousness.
On the contrary, the sword intent projection of the ancient demon god simply could not withstand her primordial spirit sword qi attacks... As she had the home field advantage, she killed the shadow man till he was retreating steadily.
The shadow was also unrelenting. Although Li Shiyin was very strong, and he could not beat her, he still fought tooth and nail against Li Shiyin. Even when suppressed by Li Shiyin's sword qi between heaven and earth, he never conceded in the slightest.
Until his shadow was sliced off bit by bit by the sword qi, and he shrank little by little.
Li Shiyin's face was cold as she sliced off the entire shadow, until she saw the deepest part of it... which was a touch of white.
Unlike the sky-covering demonic aura of the shadow, that touch of white was righteous and noble, with an everlasting bold spirit.
Looking at that white, Li Shiyin couldn't help but think of the sword in Dugu Wenxue's hand. After she had ground away its sword intent, what was revealed was a thoroughly rusty sword.
That touch of white suddenly transformed into a human shape, becoming an ethereal figure of a man in white robes. He gave Li Shiyin a gentle smile and bowed to her, saying: "Many thanks to the Fairy Swordswoman for saving me."
Li Shiyin looked at him, sword in arms, returning the bow.
She roughly understood now. The Demon Slaying Sword Intent was originally a pure and flawless righteous sword intent. It was only after too much killing of demons that the white was tainted by black, eventually becoming the current state of sky-covering demonic aura.
"I see the swordswoman is only a step away from comprehending the sword intent. Please allow me to lend a hand." The man in white robes said with a faint smile. He turned back into a touch of white, then flew into the space between Li Shiyin's brows.
Li Shiyin looked around her Sea of Consciousness and found that even though she had defeated the Demon Slaying Sword Intent, it was still a stretch of yellow sand here. She was still trapped in the sand, unable to get out.
She thought for a while, then reversed her sword and stabbed the Murky Dusk Sword into the ground. She sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes to comprehend the meaning of the sword intent.
At this time on the Debate Platform, the situation was somewhat bizarre.
Li Shiyin stood in place with eyes closed and was completely motionless, while Dugu Wenxue held a thoroughly rusty sword and tottered towards Li Shiyin one small step at a time like a hundred-year-old senior.
The fight just seconds ago was still a contest between sword cultivators with sword intents and qi flying everywhere. Yet in the next second, it had become like this?
With so many people watching below, Long Qiqi asked Chasing the Wind, but even Chasing the Wind no longer understood.
Some people pitied Dugu Wenxue and cheered him on, asking him to walk faster.
After invading Li Shiyin's mind with his sword intent, the next two strikes from Dugu Wenxue were actually the last of his strength.
Dugu Wenxue had inherited the Demon Slaying Sword Intent. To put it nicely, it was inheritance. To put it badly, he had been "possessed" by the sword intent. Although it wasn't that severe, the truth was he had completely become a slave to the Demon Slaying Sword Intent. The sword intent was the true essence. Aside from the Demon Slaying Sword Intent, he no longer had any fighting strength left.
When the Demon Slaying Sword Intent was gradually worn down and annihilated by Li Shiyin's strikes, Dugu Wenxue became as rusty as the sword in his hand.
He mustered his final ounce of strength to force Li Shiyin back with two strikes, but was ultimately unable to attain final victory.
At this time, although Li Shiyin was under control of the sword intent with her feet sunk into the Debate Platform, completely unable to move... Dugu Wenxue's mangled body from the torment of the Demon Slaying Sword Intent also found it very difficult to attack again.
And so this bizarre scene occurred on the platform. Li Shiyin stood holding her sword without moving an inch, while Dugu Wenxue held a thoroughly rusty sword and tottered towards her one small step at a time.
The Debate Platform was not very big. If normal, a flash of his movement skill could let him sprint across it several times. But now, as Dugu Wenxue looked at Li Shiyin in the distance, it felt infinitely far.
With each step he gasped for breath, like a dying old man.
After what seemed an eternity crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, he finally arrived at Li Shiyin's side. Drenched in sweat, he panted heavily as he raised his sword to stab at Li Shiyin... At this point, the judges only needed him to leave a sword mark on Li Shiyin to rule him the winner.
He had no strength left. Bit by bit he raised the sword, about to stab Li Shiyin...
Suddenly he heard the crowd collectively sigh "oh" in disappointment below. He realized something and raised his head to look at Li Shiyin, meeting her gaze with that pair of cold and bright eyes like the stars.
"Guarding Sword Intent..."
He heard Li Shiyin say softly.
Then he saw a gentle purple brilliance emanating and spreading around her.
"This is..." Dugu Wenxue murmured, "Sword intent!"
This gentle sword intent pushed him away, sending him straight off the Debate Platform.
"Senior Brother Dugu is very modest." Li Shiyin said to Dugu Wenxue from below the stage.
She gave Dugu Wenxue the greatest respect, and repaid him with her newest comprehension of the sword intent.
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
