“Let’s go kill!”
Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Qin Guan watched him for a moment, then grinned. “Let’s go!”
With that, the two headed off into the distance.
At that moment, the Great Dao Pen sighed softly, about to speak, when the Small Tower suddenly said, “Little Pen, are you a saint?”
The Great Dao Pen said gravely, “What do you mean?”
The Small Tower sneered, “If you’re not a saint, why do you love standing on a moral high ground, pointing fingers? Let’s be clear: you’re in this mess because of your own corruption! You’re no saint yourself, so why demand others be? You’re like some people in the galaxy, judging others by saintly standards while holding themselves to the lowest. When others don’t meet their lofty expectations, they raise their keyboards high, acting like supreme saints, condemning everyone!”
Ye Xuan froze, stunned.
Had the Small Tower been reading lately?
The Great Dao Pen said gravely, “Small Tower, I’m worried his killing will ruin his state of mind!”
The Small Tower replied, “Let me ask you: you know the cause and effect here. The Shangqi Sect chased Qin Guan for her wealth and beauty. Whose fault is that—theirs or ours?”
The Great Dao Pen was silent.
The Small Tower continued, “Was Ye Xuan wrong to destroy the Shangqi Sect? Sure, you could call it cruel, but if Ye Xuan and Qin Guan had no strength, would the Shangqi Sect have shown them mercy?”
The Great Dao Pen remained silent.
The Small Tower went on, “The Shangqi Sect is tied to the Zhen Clan. Ye Xuan destroyed the Shangqi Sect, and the Zhen Clan intervened, leading to enmity. Whose fault is that? The thing is, it could’ve ended—Ye Xuan and Qin Guan were ready to leave. But just now, the Zhen Clan sent six Knowing Realm warriors to hunt them. Yes, Ye Xuan’s strong—he killed one and scared off five. Now he wants revenge, and you’re sympathizing with the Zhen Clan? Why? Because people love pitying the weak, as if being weak makes you right! But flip it: if Ye Xuan had no strength, what would’ve happened to him and Qin Guan? His revenge is justified—how could it ruin his state of mind? If he’s hunted repeatedly and doesn’t get angry, still preaching morality, why bother cultivating the sword? He might as well take up embroidery! A man without some fire in his blood—is he even a man?”
Ye Xuan laughed. “Well said!”
The Great Dao Pen sighed softly. “But he’s destined to be the master of the universe. He should consider things more holistically! Slaughtering a clan might feel good, but it loses people’s hearts. That’s not wise.”
The Small Tower said, “Little Pen, you’re just foolish!”
The Great Dao Pen said gravely, “Can you not make it personal?”
The Small Tower replied, “You still don’t get it? Ye Xuan’s core is ensuring he and his loved ones thrive first, then the universe. You need to understand priorities. He’s not some saintly martyr. He’s selfish first—makes sure he’s good, then deals with the universe. You think he cultivates the sword to reason with people? Wrong. He cultivates it so others have to reason with him. Got it?”
Ye Xuan laughed heartily. “Small Tower, no wonder you stuck with my dad so long. I underestimated you!”
The Small Tower said calmly, “Think I’m just a slacker? I don’t show off too much. If I’m too brilliant, what’s left for you? If I don’t act a bit dumb, how do you look smart? Whether man or tower, you’ve got to know your place. In the mortal world, if a minister outshines the emperor, guess what happens?”
Ye Xuan was speechless.
The Great Dao Pen was silent for a moment, then said, “I understand!”
It wanted to say more, but just then, the space before Ye Xuan and Qin Guan tore open, and an old man stepped out slowly!
Ye Xuan asked, “From the Zhen Clan?”
The old man said, “I am from the Zhen Clan…”
Ye Xuan slashed out with his sword!
The Qingxuan Sword flashed like lightning.
Swish!
In an instant, the old man’s head flew off!
Blood gushed like a fountain!
Without a word, Ye Xuan took Qin Guan and vanished into the starry sky.
…
Zhen Clan.
As one of the top three forces in the Dao Universe, the Zhen Clan’s strength was undeniable, especially now with their new recruit: Gu Xijun, a genius!
Gu Xijun, originally a prodigy of the Shangqi Sect with the Immortal Dao Body, was now the Zhen Clan’s prized son-in-law!
His alliance with the Zhen Clan was a powerful union, though he couldn’t yet compare to their might. After all, a genius who hasn’t matured is just potential—geniuses can fall!
That day, the Zhen Clan’s warriors gathered!
Gu Xijun was in the hall.
Leading them was the clan leader, Zhen Yuan!
Zhen Yuan glanced at the few standing below. “That young sword cultivator killed Elder Li with one strike?”
They nodded quickly!
The hall’s occupants frowned.
Elder Li was a Knowing Realm warrior!
Zhen Yuan’s face was expressionless. He turned to an old man on his right. “Ninth Elder, any leads on this person’s identity?”
The Ninth Elder said gravely, “Clan Leader, he’s not from our Dao Universe. He arrived recently, but his true identity is still unclear!”
Zhen Yuan frowned. “Not from our Dao Universe?”
The Ninth Elder nodded. “Yes! But the Dao Sect hinted he might be from the Taichu Clan!”
Taichu Clan!
The hall’s occupants’ expressions shifted.
They were no strangers to the Taichu Clan—a supreme force. The Dao Universe’s unity was largely due to them!
Zhen Yuan said gravely, “Can we confirm?”
The Ninth Elder shook his head. “Not yet!”
Zhen Yuan suddenly declared, “He’s from the Taichu Clan!”
The hall understood.
The Clan Leader aimed to unite all forces!
Zhen Yuan added, “Issue an order: the entire Dao Universe will hunt this man…”
Just then, a sword hum echoed outside, and the sky above the Zhen Clan tore open. A sword aura plummeted into the clan!
Boom!
The Zhen Clan shook as if struck by an earthquake!
In the hall, everyone froze.
An old man rushed in, trembling. “Clan Leader, that young man is attacking!”
He’s attacking!
The hall fell silent.
Attacking?
Gu Xijun, the Immortal Dao Body, frowned.
Zhen Yuan’s face darkened. “What boldness! Such boldness!”
He vanished from the hall, followed by the clan’s warriors!
Above the Zhen Clan, a white-robed youth stood with a sword, beside a woman in simple cloth garments, a small bag at her waist.
Zhen Yuan appeared before Ye Xuan, staring. “Who gave you such confidence?”
Ye Xuan sized him up. “You’re the Zhen Clan’s leader?”
Zhen Yuan stared back. “Yes!”
Ye Xuan nodded slightly. “Earth Knowledge Realm… decent! Come, let’s fight one-on-one!”
Zhen Yuan stared. “If you win, will you wipe out my clan?”
Ye Xuan nodded. “Of course!”
Zhen Yuan sneered. “And if you lose?”
Ye Xuan looked at him. “I’ll still wipe out your clan!”
Zhen Yuan laughed in rage. “How amusing! You lose, and you’ll still destroy my clan? Don’t you find yourself ridiculous? You…”
Ye Xuan cut him off. “Enough talk! Let’s fight!”
He vanished.
Swish!
A streak of sword light flashed!
Zhen Yuan’s pupils shrank. His right hand opened, pressing forward, unleashing a storm of black light.
But the sword light turned blood-red, and the sky became a sea of blood, filled with boundless malice and killing intent. The crowd gasped, retreating!
Boom!
A blood-red sword light erupted, swallowing the black light. Zhen Yuan was forced back tens of thousands of feet!
The crowd froze.
Zhen Yuan, an Earth Knowledge Realm warrior, was pushed back by one strike?
Zhen Yuan stopped, glancing at Ye Xuan’s Qingxuan Sword, a trace of wariness in his eyes. He looked at Ye Xuan. “Great Dao Divine Nerve! You cultivate the Great Dao Divine Nerve!”
Great Dao Divine Nerve!
The terrifying power of Ye Xuan’s strike came from three sources: the sword itself, his Mortal Sword Intent, and the Great Dao Divine Aura, only wielded by those who cultivate the Great Dao Divine Nerve!
Zhen Yuan was stunned.
What was this youth’s connection to the Great Dao Pen’s master?
Ye Xuan spun his wrist, the Qingxuan Sword tearing through space!
Without a word, he vanished!
Swish!
A blood-red sword light flashed!
Boom!
Another sword light erupted, forcing Zhen Yuan back another ten thousand feet!
His right hand split, blood spraying!
The Zhen Clan warriors’ faces darkened!
Zhen Yuan glared at Ye Xuan, snarling, “The Zhen Clan has stood for sixty million years. Even the Dao Sect wouldn’t dare speak of destroying us. Today, I’ll see how you wipe out my clan!”
Ye Xuan walked toward him slowly. “After today, if a single ant remains in the Zhen Clan, I’ll scatter my bloodline and end myself here!”
