No Martial God remains in the Great East!
Hearing this, Miyamoto Musashi was consumed with rage.
“What, you still think you can kill me?”
“I admit, your sword energy is indeed formidable.”
“But to kill me, you’re still lacking.”
Miyamoto Musashi finished speaking, raising his arms, mustering all his strength for a desperate counterattack.
Soon, his expression changed.
Miyamoto Musashi realised that of the nine streams of true qi in his body, only three remained.
How could this be?
Could that sword energy have destroyed six of my true qi streams?
Thinking this, far from panicking, his fury intensified.
He had cultivated for nearly a century, painstakingly achieving nine streams of true qi, one step from immortality. Yet, unbelievably, Ye Qiu’s single sword energy had obliterated six streams.
This meant his life’s work was nearly wasted.
Who could endure such a thing?
“I’ll kill you.”
In a fit of rage, Miyamoto Musashi charged at Ye Qiu with the Amaterasu Flowing Cloud, ready to fight to the death.
Ye Qiu raised his hand, flicking a finger at the final golden sword energy.
“Zheng!”
The sword’s cry shook the heavens.
The air resounded with its piercing hum.
The golden sword energy blazed with dazzling light, standing upright in the sky, slashing downward.
It was a breathtaking scene, a sword cleaving the heavens and earth, unstoppable.
Instantly, Miyamoto Musashi felt shrouded in the shadow of death. He turned and fled.
In that moment, he cast aside his anger and the dignity of a Martial God, survival his only concern.
But as he turned, the golden sword energy descended, striking his head.
Then,
Miyamoto Musashi’s steps faltered, his body frozen in place, motionless for a long time.
“What happened? Did it miss?” Ye Wudi, watching from afar, asked.
“I saw the sword energy hit, by all accounts, Miyamoto Musashi should be dead,” the Dragon Lady said.
“Should I go check?”
As Ye Wudi spoke, preparing to run over, the Dragon Lady grabbed his wrist.
“Don’t go, he’s not dead yet,” she said, her face grave.
Ye Wudi was shocked, “That sword energy was so terrifying, and Miyamoto Musashi still isn’t dead…”
Before he could finish, his pupils shrank. Miyamoto Musashi, moving stiffly, turned around, looking at Ye Qiu and slowly asking, “Your sword energy, how is it so strong…”
Crack!
The Amaterasu Flowing Cloud suddenly snapped in two, and then, Miyamoto Musashi’s body split in half.
Pfft.
Blood gushed.
“Bloody… hell…” Ye Wudi’s eyes nearly popped out in shock.
The Dragon Lady’s eyes were filled with astonishment.
Ye Qiu’s sword energy had cleaved a peerless master with nine streams of true qi in two. Who would believe this without seeing it?
Atop the tree, Ye Qiu was equally stunned.
“The sword talisman is too powerful, isn’t it?”
“I need to visit Dragon Tiger Mountain sometime.”
“If I can get more of these talismans from that old man, I could storm the Forbidden City before Long Yi emerges.”
Ye Qiu let out a long breath.
At that moment, the immense power in his body receded like a tide, vanishing swiftly.
In a blink, Ye Qiu’s vision sparkled, the world spun, and he fell from the tree.
Just as his body was about to hit the ground, he landed in a gentle embrace.
A fragrant scent enveloped him.
Ye Qiu looked up, seeing Akiyamada Nanko gazing at him with beautiful eyes, softly asking, “Are you alright?”
“I can’t hold on~”
Ye Qiu wrapped his arms around Akiyamada Nanko’s waist, burying his face in her chest.
He nuzzled.
Instantly, Akiyamada Nanko’s face flushed red.
“Master, how’s Ye Qiu?” Qianshan Xue arrived, asking with concern.
Akiyamada Nanko said, “Don’t worry, he’s not seriously hurt, just exhausted and over-fatigued. He needs rest.”
Good.
Qianshan Xue sighed in relief, but then noticed Akiyamada Nanko holding Ye Qiu tightly, their closeness stirring unease. She said, “Master, let me take Ye Qiu!”
Akiyamada Nanko replied, “Xiaoxue, you’re pregnant, you shouldn’t exert yourself. I’ll look after him!”
Hmm?
Suspicion flickered in Qianshan Xue’s eyes.
Sensing her gaze, Akiyamada Nanko felt a pang of guilt but said, “I’ll channel some inner energy into Ye Qiu, he should recover his strength soon.”
Unbeknownst to her, Qianshan Xue’s unease deepened.
“Didn’t Master used to dislike Ye Qiu? How come after a trip to Huaguo, she’s like a different person?”
“Not only did Master help Ye Qiu fend off Miyamoto Musashi earlier, now she’s helping him recover. Isn’t she being too kind to him?”
“Could Master like Ye Qiu?”
Qianshan Xue shook her head, thinking, “Master’s probably just fond of him because of me…”
“Ye Qiu!” At that moment, Ye Wudi shouted, “Shadow’s not going to make it.”
Whoosh!
Ye Qiu swiftly slipped from Akiyamada Nanko’s arms, sprinting towards Shadow.
Qianshan Xue’s suppressed suspicions resurfaced.
“Master, didn’t you say Ye Qiu was completely drained? How’s he running faster than a rabbit?”
Akiyamada Nanko inwardly cursed Ye Qiu, that little brat, taking advantage of her, despicable.
But she dared not show her thoughts, fearing Qianshan Xue would notice, and explained, “I just channelled some inner energy into him, it must have taken effect.”
“Is that so?” Qianshan Xue wasn’t convinced.
Akiyamada Nanko avoided her gaze, turning away, quickly changing the subject, “Xiaoxue, look at Miyamoto Musashi.”
Qianshan Xue turned, her delicate face full of shock.
“The Martial God is dead?”
“The Amaterasu Flowing Cloud is broken too?”
“My God, how did Ye Qiu do it?”
Akiyamada Nanko was equally shocked, saying, “It seems Ye Qiu has secrets.”
…
After reaching Shadow, Ye Qiu saw his face pale as paper, blood pouring from his mouth, unable to speak, on the brink of death.
“Ye Qiu, save Shadow, quick.”
As Ye Wudi spoke, Ye Qiu had already grabbed Shadow’s wrist, checking his pulse.
After examining him, Ye Qiu swiftly pulled out golden needles, inserting seventy-two into Shadow’s body before stopping.
Ye Wudi asked, “How is he? Shadow’s life…”
“His life is saved,” Ye Qiu said.
Ye Wudi was overjoyed, “That’s great.”
But Ye Qiu’s face showed no trace of joy, saying, “Though I’ve saved Senior Shadow’s life, all his meridians are severed.”
Ye Wudi froze, “What does that mean?”
Ye Qiu’s voice was heavy, “Senior Shadow has lost all his martial power. From now on, he can no longer practice martial arts and will only be an ordinary person.”
