Chapter 203: Chapter 146: Be Good, Don’t Cause Any More Trouble

At the same time, the sword that Withered Bamboo had been accumulating for sixty-eight years was unsheathed.

Even twenty years ago, when the sect was in turmoil and external threats were looming, he hadn’t unleashed this sword.

Many people thought he had hidden his sword for twenty years.

Little did they know, this sword had been brewing since sixty-eight years ago.

He was the oldest person in the entire Yuncang Sword Sect.

This year, he was already one hundred and eighteen years old.

If one does not become a Celestial Human, they can live at most to one hundred twenty years.

He was already the oldest person in the entire Yun Cang Mountain.

He had been here for so long, so long that many had gotten used to his presence, forgotten his age.

Forgot that in just two or three years, he would turn into a pile of dust.

So he was called the Old Man Withered Bamboo, even if he was also the First Seat, even if Qi Yuan, the Sect Leader, would treat him with courtesy upon meeting him.

He was too old!

If he didn’t unleash this sword now, he wasn’t even sure if he would have another chance.

Yellow Dragon Hidden Sword True Technique!

Withered Bamboo had only practiced this one Sword Technique in his life, only hidden this one sword.

Sixty-eight years for one sword!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

King Xiang wielded his saber, moving against the waves like sea waves of twilight, his white robe flowing with the twilight glow, the lotus beneath his feet swaying like a lotus in wind and rain, fragile and tender.

However... everything was shattered by that Three Burial Sabers wrapped in emerald light.

Wherever the saber light pointed, nothing was unbreakable, nothing was indestructible.

No stalemate, no hysteria, no clashes a thousand times.

One saber severed the twilight, one saber broke the brilliance.

"This Sword Array is very exquisite, its use of the Power of Heaven and Earth, its insight into the Five Elements Law, are far beyond me."

King Xiang even had leisure to comment, "But the person operating this Sword Array is too weak, crudely and brutally dumping all the power at once, it’s simply a waste of talent."

He spoke while shaking his head, the Three Burial Sabers in his hand suddenly blazed with emerald light, splitting into a long and a short pair of Mother and Child Yin Yang Blades, falling into his hands.

Clang!

The twin blades crossed, the terrifying sharpness instantly shredded the five-colored twilight light, which was fused and slashed by the unity of the five Sword Orders, into pieces.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

King Xiang held the blades in both hands, the emerald light flowing, as if he were taking a casual stroll, shattering all the Sword Qi and twilight light, calmly walking forward.

Then...

He saw that sword.

The sword that had been accumulating for a full sixty-eight years.

In one’s life, how many people can live for sixty-eight years?

This sword, had concealed half of Withered Bamboo’s life.

This sword, had contained all of Withered Bamboo’s cultivation.

This sword, had exhausted all of Withered Bamboo’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

It condensed into a wisp of cloud mist, like bright yellow silk, floating down lightly.

It fell precisely as King Xiang had just shattered the twilight light.

Not too early, not too late, not too fast, not too slow.

Like an old man staggering forward, possessing a tenacity of life, along with the vicissitudes of years.

After unleashing this sword, Old Man Withered Bamboo, his hair turning to frost, his face gaunt, naturally sat cross-legged on the ground, with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, slowly closed his eyes and lost all breath.

The rusty sword in his hand broke into two halves, but it was no longer rusty in the slightest, shining bright as snow, the Sword Blade like a dragon.

Alas, it was broken!

The place where Withered Bamboo sat crossed-legged was a bamboo grove, it was summer, the bamboo nodes towering, the bamboo leaves lush green, full of vitality.

...

No words could describe the sharpness of that sword.

Besides King Xiang, no one else saw the mystery of that sword.

Zhu Yuxian fled without looking back.

She knew, Withered Bamboo would definitely cut out a path of survival for her.

She stayed in Yun Cang for twenty-five years, the only person she couldn’t see through, was him.

Zeng Shoujing created his own Cultivation Technique, practiced the Path of the Great Sun, it couldn’t escape her sight.

Li Tingfeng defected to Youdu, practicing the Path of Water and Fire, couldn’t escape her sight.

Including the scheming of Profound Sun, the struggle within the Eighth Hall, the undercurrents within and between peaks...

She saw many things clearly.

But, she didn’t want to be involved, didn’t want to be entangled in them.

Only Withered Bamboo, she never could see through.

So, she believed.

As long as Withered Bamboo acted, she would definitely have a chance to escape death.

However, Zhu Yuxian could never have imagined that she would personally give up this immensely precious opportunity.

The sword light slashed down, a corner of her robe fluttered, and the Mother and Child Yin Yang Blades soared into the sky, crisscrossing like fluttering butterflies, then turned into a streak of jade light landing in King Xiang’s hand.

Yet for the first time, there was no smile on his face.

And Zhu Yuxian, voluntarily stopped her steps.

She turned back in shock, looking incredulously at the person behind her.

Face, figure, aura... everything was identical.

But just now, at the moment Withered Bamboo’s sword fell, she distinctly sensed the aura of another person.

Even though it was just a fleeting moment, almost making one think it was an illusion.

Yet, Zhu Yuxian was stunned, for even if the other was utterly destroyed, she could never forget that aura.

"I, I never doubted?"

Her face revealed expressions of excitement, pain, and shock.

"I never doubted?"

"Despite having a Human Skin Mask myself, I never doubted once?"

"When mother died, I didn’t doubt, when my brothers died, I still didn’t doubt."

"And I just stupidly left Youdu."

Zhu Yuxian’s tears flowed down relentlessly, then she continued to flee without looking back.

But...

It was already too late.

She missed the chance for survival that Withered Bamboo had fought for her.

How could she possibly escape in front of King Xiang?

So, in front of her appeared a robe of pure white.

"Silly child, what are you running from?" King Xiang wore a gentle smile again, as if Withered Bamboo’s sword just now hadn’t affected him at all, merely cutting off a piece of his sleeve.

He placed his left hand with the cut-off sleeve behind him, holding a saber with his right, standing before Zhu Yuxian.

"At this time, do you still want to keep up the act?" Zhu Yuxian’s face showed a mocking expression, "I already clearly felt it just now, do you still want to deceive me?"

"Xian’Er, have you misunderstood something?" King Xiang sighed helplessly, "But those things are not important, what is important is that you listen obediently."

"Come, come to my side, and we can be together as a family forevermore."

Looking at his appearance, hearing his gentle tone, Zhu Yuxian felt unprecedented pain, even feeling utterly foolish.

She shouted sharply, "You wretch, how long do you intend to deceive me?"

"You’re not my father at all, you’re that wretch."

"Wretch, wretch, wretch!"

King Xiang’s face suddenly darkened, no longer smiling, his long hair unbound and casually draped behind him, white robes billowing, hair wildly whipping, the Three Burial Sabers shimmering with jade light.

"Xian’Er, you really are too willful."

"How disrespectful before your father-king."

"It seems having been away from my side all these years, you haven’t grown up at all."

"Enough!" At this moment, Zhu Yuxian risked it all, coldly sneering, "Do you think I will still believe you?"

"Blame me for being too foolish, how did I ever believe that Father would kill Mother, Father would kill my elder and second brother?"

"I was truly too stupid, falling right into your trap, wretch."

"The love between Father and Mother was peerless, how could he let her hang with three feet of white silk and die."

"Elder Brother was Father’s personally nurtured heir, so much effort and energy he expended."

"Second Brother was a naturally gifted cavalry commander, able to rout a hundred thousand cavalry with eight hundred elite riders."

"Yet they all died, and I didn’t have the slightest doubt."

Zhu Yuxian’s face was full of tears, "Blame me, it’s my fault, blame me for realizing too late."

"How did I not realize, Father didn’t have Immortal Bones, how could he easily break through to Celestial Human."

"I only thought of immortals, but forgot about you."

King Xiang quietly listened to her speak, not a hint of emotion on his face, he calmly raised the jade shrouded Three Burial Sabers in his hand, gentle in tone, "Silly child, your misunderstanding of me is too deep."

"But none of this really matters."

"What matters is, we finally meet again."

"I’ll only strike once, with this strike, from now on our family can be together forever."

As he spoke, the Three Burial Sabers in his hand slowly rose up, jade light flowing, like a cyan flood dragon, or like a lake, the sharpness restrained, the glow shadowy.

Buzz!

A jade rainbow flashed across the sky, tearing the sky apart, dividing Yin and Yang, shattering the wind and clouds.

Fast! Fast! Fast!

Too fast!

King Xiang’s strike was ruthless, without hesitation, without reluctance.

One cut fell, and the jade rainbow spanned the sky!

"Tell me, your mother and brothers, would they be unwilling to harm you?"

King Xiang’s eerie words echoed in the air.

However, the saber had already arrived first!

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