First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 670: Electric Frost

“Ee?” When Ye Xun saw the remnant of a magic treasure, he was unwittingly stunned.

But it was then that a clamor of urgent voices rang out from far.

“Hurry up and stop it! That’s absolutely a fragment of some extraordinary divine artifact!”

“Chase it!”

Streaks of light whooshed toward them, accompanying the voices.

However, the treasure fragment was extraordinarily quick. In the blink of an eye, it shot right toward Su Yi and Ye Xun.

Rather, it shot straight toward Ye Xun!

It was then that Ye Xun finally understood. He instinctively stretched out his hand.

Whoosh!

The treasure fragment landed in his palm like a swallow returning to its nest.

Upon closer inspection, it was pale, snowy silver, and full of spirituality. However, its surface was corroded and mottled with rust.

It flew in circles on Ye Xun’s palm, scattering starry specks of light. It seemed overcome with excitement.

Ye Xun looked excited too, as well as stunned and gratified.

“Is that a fragment of a treasure you lost here back then?” Su Yi said thoughtfully.

Ye Xun nodded repeatedly, a nostalgic look on his face. “That’s right. This is part of my sword, Electric Frost. Unfortunately, during my battle with the jailer, it was destroyed. I wouldn’t have thought that even now, tens of thousands of years later, its remnants would still remember me…”

Su Yi understood.

Electric Frost was obviously a sentient Profound Treasure, an ultimate treasure of the Imperial level.

Ordinarily speaking, powerful sentient treasures possessed incomparably shocking spirituality, and quite a few had weapon spirits.

Such treasures could easily burn the heavens and destroy the earth.

Even without borrowing their masters’ power, the treasure’s spirituality and power were enough to threaten anyone beneath the Imperial level!

“Friends, we discovered that fragment of treasure first. If you’d be so kind, please return it to us.”

The cultivators charged over, their expressions unfriendly.

There were about ten of them, and they obviously hailed from the same faction.

The speaker was their leader, a middle-aged man in robes embroidered with dragons. He was tall, with the forceful aura of the Spiritual Manifestation Realm.

As he spoke, his companions surrounded Ye Xun and Su Yi. It seemed one wrong word could lead to violence.

“Agh, it’s as they say. A dragon trapped in shallow waters is bullied by snakes, and even dogs can bully tigers on an open plain. Back then, how could small fries like you have dared speak to me like that?” Ye Xun said wistfully.

A man in silver spat disdainfully, “Old beggar, who are you to put on airs? Go piss on the ground, use the puddle as a mirror, and take a good hard look at yourself!”

Ye Xun’s expression froze, then he lost his temper. He pointed at the man in silver and said, “Bastard! I’ll have you kneel and call me ancestor for that! No, wait. I don’t want an unfilial descendant like you!”

The silver-robed man drew his spiritual sword with a clang. Murderous intent surged around him. “Put a fucking lid on it. Give us the treasure, and be quick about it. Or else, you two can forget about leaving this place alive!”

The others looked unfriendly too.

It wasn’t that they were blind or that they had poor judgment.

Su Yi looked young, and he’d polished his aura to the level of a return to simplicity. In their eyes, he seemed entirely unassuming and unexceptional.

And Ye Xun? He looked far too disheveled and unkempt. Furthermore, everything he did seemed somehow obscene.

How could the cultivators possibly take him seriously?

Of course, more importantly, they had a Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator like the middle-aged man in embroidered robes to back them up!

“What do you think, Brother-in-Law?” Ye Xun subconsciously looked at Su Yi.

With his current abilities, short of using a few forbidden techniques heedless of the cost, he really was no match for Spiritual Manifestation cultivators…

But if he used his forbidden techniques, he’d only land himself in an even worse state.

After all, he was nothing but a remnant soul; even his body was just a random corpse he’d found lying around. He’d “borrowed a corpse to come to life in another’s body”, but only just barely.

“When you’re not strong enough to be so outrageous, tone it down a notch,” sighed Su Yi.

Ye Xun said without the slightest shame, as if it were perfectly obvious, “Brother-in-Law, it’s because you’re here, isn’t it? With you around, I wouldn’t be afraid even if I poked a hole through the heavens.”

“......”

Fortunately, in his past life, he’d long since gotten used to Ye Xun’s domineering behavior, as well as his tendency to abuse his “brother-in-law’s” name. Otherwise, Su Yi might well have long since smacked this punk to death.

When the cultivators surrounding them overheard this, they were briefly stunned. Immediately afterward, they burst into uproarious laughter.

An old Daoist as unkempt as a beggar was seriously calling a young man his brother-in-law?

And he even saw the young man as his pillar of support?

No matter how they looked at this, it seemed ridiculous.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, the sound of something cutting through the air emanated from afar.

At least ten streaks of light whooshed over.

The middle-aged man and his companions visibly reacted.

“Hurry up and give us the treasure!” the silver-robed man said frantically, yet viciously. The implied threat was obvious.

But before he could do anything, a burst of hearty laughter rang out. “So, it’s our friends from the Qi Family. You found a fragment of a divine artifact? You’re actually rather lucky!”

The ten streaks of light arrived. Their leader was a man in blue with an elegant bearing and a willowy beard.

“Sun Shangliu? What, does the Cloudwater Sect plan to get mixed up in this too?” The man in dragon-embroidered robes scowled. He recognized these new arrivals as cultivators from the Cloudwater Sect, one of the top seven sects in the Sand River Province.

Their leader, the man in blue, was the Cloudwater Sect’s vice leader, Sun Shangliu.

A late-stage Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivator!

Sun Shangliu sighed. “Of late, countless cultivators have entered the Glittering Ghost Domain, and they’ve practically picked it clean. After considerable effort, we finally found a top-notch stroke of good fortune. How could the Cloudwater Sect possibly… let it slip through our fingers?”

He then ignored the middle-aged man in dragon robes and looked directly at Ye Xun, a warm smile on his face. “Hey, friend. If you give me that divine artifact fragment, I’ll give you this bottle of Water Spirit Pills. It’s worth eight hundred tier-six spirit stones.”

As he spoke, he took out a jade bottle and waved it about.

Ye Xun’s eyes darted about, and his gaze landed on the middle-aged man in dragon robes. He then proceeded to fan the flames. “Friend, are you really going to tolerate someone sticking their nose in your business like this?”

It seemed obvious to all of them that he feared nothing more than peace.

Sun Shangliu furrowed his brow, put away the bottle, and snorted coldly. “You refused the easy way out, so I’ll just have to do this the hard way!”

Boom!

His sleeves fluttered as he attacked. His right hand stretched out, and he reached for Ye Xun from afar.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in dragon robes attacked too. He threw a punch, blocking Sun Shangliu’s strike.

As they clashed, the middle-aged man said coldly, “Sun Shangliu, you’re blatantly disregarding the Qi Family! Let me tell you, we’re dead set on obtaining that divine artifact fragment. If anyone?dares attempt?to steal it, they’ll make enemies of the entire Qi Family!”

The cultivators accompanying him glowered coldly at the Cloudwater Sect cultivators.

“That so? Well, I’ll be direct?too. The Cloudwater Sect is dead-set on obtaining the divine artifact fragment too!” Sun Shangliu said coldly.

“Don’t argue!” shouted Ye Xun. “Listen to me! Go ahead and fight over it!”

“....”

The middle-aged man in dragon robes felt the corners of his lips twitch. He felt a strong urge to send this troublemaker flying.

Not far away, Sun Shangliu’s expression darkened. He said slowly, “Brother Qi, how about we deal with him first, then return to the question of who leaves with the divine artifact fragment?”

The middle-aged man fell briefly silent, then gnashed his teeth. “That works too!”

Both of them instantly locked onto Ye Xun.

Ye Xun’s expression froze. Then, he cursed them out. “The hell are you looking at? Keep biting each other like the dogs you are!”

“....”

Su Yi couldn’t help but facepalm.

“....” The crowd was stunned into silence too. They’d seen aggression and arrogance before, but never to this extent. He was trying to incite conflict between them, but he was being completely blatant about it, as if he were standing on the side of justice!

“Hahaha! You’re quite interesting, friend!” Suddenly, a burst of laughter shook the skies, and a thick-haired, bearded man in gold strode through the skies.

He carried a black short halberd, and his terrifying aura filled heaven and earth.

Yue Xingshan!

When they saw him, the man in dragon robes, Sun Shangliu, and their companions’ expressions shifted. Their eyes revealed their dread.

Yue Xingshan was an inner sect elder of the Sand River Province’s top faction, the Dragon Elephant Spirit Sect. Furthermore, he was an older-generation Spiritual Manifestation cultivator.

And not long ago, the Dragon Elephant Spirit Sect agreed to stand beneath the Incarnation of Stars Sect’s banner! They were now subordinates of one of the top three otherworld factions.

That was the most terrifying thing about Yue Xingshan.

Someone leaning on a tall tree could enjoy its shade. What about someone leaning on a peak-level orthodoxy? No matter how shoddy their cultivation was, what ordinary person would dare provoke them?

That was doubly true for someone like Yue Xingshan, a long-established, experienced Spiritual Manifestation Realm existence!

When he arrived, the atmosphere instantly grew tense and stifled.

Only Su Yi seemed perfectly calm and composed. He leisurely evaluated his surroundings, seemingly thoughtful.

He could tell that no matter which faction they hailed from, practically everyone here was focused on the fragment of Electric Frost in Ye Xun’s hand.

Ye Xun, however, chose this moment to ask, “Are you here for the fragment too?”

Yue Xingshan nodded and smiled. “That’s only natural. After all, it’s a piece of an Imperial-level treasure; it’s priceless. The vast majority of the cultivators who’ve flocked to the Glittering Ghost Domain of late are after such treasure fragments.”

Ye Xun had a conflicted look in his eyes.?It’s just a piece of my old sword. Who’d have thought it would be so popular among modern cultivators?

“It’s just a fragment of a treasure, that’s all. Even if it’s shockingly precious, it seems there’s no need to value it so highly. Don’t tell me there’s some other reason for all this interest?” Su Yi had watched this play out in silence, but now, he spoke for the first time.

Yue Xingshan exclaimed, “Don’t tell me you don’t know? Not long ago, the Deathbringer’s Netherworld Palace promised that anyone who found and gave them similar treasure fragments would receive an?extremely?generous reward.?Lately, quite a few cultivators have indeed exchanged such treasure fragments for rewards enough to make others green with envy.”

Su Yi finally understood.?So, that’s it. Ye Xun is the founder of the Deathbringer’s Netherworld Palace.

They naturally know how valuable fragments of their founder’s sword, Electric Frost, are.

Ye Xun was stunned, and he seemed gratified. He murmured, “Brother-in-Law, it seems my disciples and grand disciple haven’t forgotten me!”

Su Yi said coolly, “Don’t read too much into it. They just want to gather the treasures you left behind.”

“.....”

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