One man, one sword, and the entire Hengduan Mountain Alliance's cultivators dared not take another step forward.
A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow.
Qin Ran earned the moniker "Thousand-Faced Poison Lord" through the tragic incident at Zhican Valley, making everyone in the Land of Immortal Legacy fear his poison and cunning.
Lu Junxing, on the other hand, made his name with a single sword, earning himself the title "Invincible in the Same Realm."
These four plain and unadorned words carry countless stories behind them, tales woven with blood and tears from countless defeated challenges.
Lu Junxing has been cultivating for over forty years, from Dao Sword Sect to the Land of Immortal Legacy, engaging in countless battles. Within the same major realm, no one has ever defeated him.
(That one time with Li Shiyin, he practically held back the entire Tianhai Domain. It wasn't considered a real battle, and no one would acknowledge it as such... except for Li Shiyin's die-hard fans.)
After reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, he had no rivals in that realm. After the Core Formation stage, he remained unbeaten in the Core Formation period. After the Nascent Soul stage, he continued to dominate in the Nascent Soul period.
It's that simple, unadorned, and monotonous.
Unlike Qin Ran, who was unknown before the Zhican Valley massacre, Lu Junxing is a peerless genius and the foremost master of swordsmanship. He has traveled across the Land of Immortal Legacy, fought everywhere, and very few in the Land of Immortal Legacy do not know him.
When they recognized the figure in the sky, the entire Hengduan Mountain Alliance, including their airship, instinctively retreated.
They backed off by about a zhang, unknowingly stepping back a full zhang.
In the sky, Lu Junxing opened his eyes and glanced down. Seeing this scene, he smiled and said in a clear voice:
"My little uncle once said, 'Isn't it a joy to have friends coming from afar?' Friends who have come a long way just to die—isn't that a happy occasion?"
Then, with impeccable manners, he asked, "How would you like to die?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man flew up from the airship, reaching the same height as Lu Junxing. He coldly said, "Lu Junxing, don't be so smug! Today, it might just be you who dies!"
Lu Junxing took a closer look and recognized him as Bu Tianming, the current number one of Boundless Sword Sect.
He leisurely stood up, bowed to Bu Tianming, and continued to smile, "Bu Brother, long time no see. You're so confident today; have you been practicing a new sword technique these days?"
Bu Tianming summoned his lifebound sword and replied, "Last time you won just by luck! What need is there for a new sword technique?
"Of course, I do have a new move... and today, you will die by my sword."
At this, Lu Junxing shook his head repeatedly and said, "My little uncle was right after all.
"He said that the ones Boundless Sword Sect sent to the Hengduan Mountain Alliance are all discarded pawns, used to placate Zhican Valley. You've lost your sword heart, have no chance of further progress, and are of no value to Boundless Sword Sect. That's why they sent you to Dao Sword Sect to die."
He couldn't help but sigh, "Boundless Sword Sect, what a pity, what a tragedy!"
Bu Tianming knew all too well what Boundless Sword Sect was like; he didn't need Lu Junxing to tell him. He was acutely aware of his current predicament.
But hearing Lu Junxing say it so bluntly still broke his composure.
“Hmph!” he said coldly, “Enough of your verbal nonsense!”
"Today, I will break through my heart demon, restore my mental state, and regain my supreme sword bone. My cultivation will rise another level, and the sect will honor me as a senior seat!"
After saying this, he no longer wished to waste words. He thrust his sword forward, carrying Boundless Sword Qi, easily piercing through the Mountain and River Sword Qi barrier.
"The Mountain and River Sword is nothing special!"
He scoffed, then withdrew his sword and stood before the barrier.
"Is that so?" Lu Junxing looked at Bu Tianming and invited with a smile, "Bu Brother, why don't you step past the barrier?"
"Your sword barrier is mediocre; it doesn't matter whether I step in or not," Bu Tianming replied. "Come out and fight me directly; don't rely on the terrain!"
"Hahaha..." Lu Junxing laughed heartily, shaking his head.
Earlier, when Bu Tianming thrust his sword filled with Boundless Sword Qi into the Mountain and River Sword barrier, the Boundless Sword Qi was completely disrupted by the Mountain and River Sword Qi. What pierced through the barrier was just a bare sword. Fortunately, his lifebound sword was sturdy enough, and Bu Tianming could still pull his sword back.
What Lu Junxing laughed at was Bu Tianming himself.
When they met at Boundless Sword Sect last time, Bu Tianming, though gloomy and arrogant, still had some pride and dared to draw his sword against him, genuinely wanting to take the title of "Invincible in the Same Realm" from him.
But now, looking at Bu Tianming, Lu Junxing could see that the man's pride was completely gone; the gloom and arrogance were now just pure negativity.
Being a bit sly and cautious isn't a big deal; my little uncle is like that. But Bu Tianming's current state is due to his broken sword bone and lost sword heart.
Without heart and spirit, a person is nothing. For other cultivators, it might not be a big deal, but for sword cultivators and body cultivators who rely on close combat, losing heart means no further progress is possible.
A sword cultivator without sword bone or sword heart is just a puppet who knows how to use a sword.
That's why Lu Junxing laughed.
...Even Qin Ran, despite being so sneaky, still had his pride.
After laughing, Lu Junxing looked at Bu Tianming and said, "Even if I step out to fight you, what of it? With me, Lu Junxing, here, Dao Sword Sect stands.
"But now, you are no longer worthy."
Bu Tianming's face turned ashen. His internal energy surged, and his aura rose steadily, as if he wanted to pierce Lu Junxing with a thousand swords.
"Well then..." Seeing Bu Tianming's state, Lu Junxing added, "Seeing how pitiful you are, I'll grant you a sword strike."
Grant... him a sword strike?
Bu Tianming's eyes reddened slightly; he was beyond fury. His powerful cultivation stirred up an even more powerful aura, and this overwhelming momentum caused a change in the world.
He summoned winds and clouds.
Dark clouds pressed down on the sky, and in the distant horizon, a thin line appeared, faint and faint, as if it were the first line that split the chaos at the beginning of the world.
The Boundless Sword Technique, Infinite Boundlessness! Infinite Boundlessness represents chaos!
That thin line that split the chaos is the sword of Infinite Boundlessness.
The Boundless Sword Technique, the Sword Technique of Creation!
"Too bad..." Lu Junxing lamented, "It has form but lacks spirit!"
The sword technique was excellent, with a grand scope, but the sword cultivator was rubbish.
He raised his two fingers together, slashing forward like a sword, sending out a sword qi that was a mix of black and white, outlining an entire mountain and river within a single sword qi.
This entire mountain and river slashed toward Bu Tianming.
Bu Tianming raised his sword to counter, and the thin line of chaos under the distant black clouds instantly appeared at his sword tip. He slashed it out with a single sword, clashing with Lu Junxing's Mountain and River Sword Qi.
The Sword Qi of Creation aimed to split the Mountain and River Sword Qi!
The sword qi crossed each other. The Sword Qi of Creation struck the Mountain and River Sword barrier and disappeared within it.
The Mountain and River Sword Qi struck Bu Tianming, passing through him and spreading out into the distance, smoothing out the weather anomalies he had caused and restoring the land to its original state.
"Next." Lu Junxing's gaze passed over Bu Tianming and landed on the airship.
Those on the airship looked at Bu Tianming. Slowly, Bu Tianming was cleanly split into two halves and fell from the sky.
One sword strike!
The current number one of Boundless Sword Sect was slain by Lu Junxing with a single sword strike!
There was silence on the airship.
"Or..." Lu Junxing smiled again, "several at a time will do."
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?”
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."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
