The Divine Martial Stars

Chapter 989 The First Sword of the Liuyuns

“Ancestor?” Liuyun Wuxin looked at the strange-looking man with a few-meter-long hair and exclaimed in disbelief.

He’d recognized that this strange fellow was the ancestor of the Liuyun family. He should have been dead.

When Li Mu heard the address, he immediately guessed something.

“Could he be the First Sword of the Liuyuns, that legendary backbone of the Liuyun family?”

“You did a good job. I’ve seen everything that happened in the formation. Liuyun Wufeng was not qualified to be the patriarch and deserved to be killed.” The strange-looking man nodded at Liuyun Wuxin and took a deep breath.

His chest heaved up and down at a frequency visible to the naked eye. When he opened his mouth, the airflow around him was sucked into his mouth like a deep whirlpool. When he exhaled again, foul air spurted out of his mouth.

After a few breaths, his several-meter-long hair suddenly became black and slowly got shorter. Soon, it became as long as that of a normal person. He returned to his young appearance and became a thin and long-faced young man. His momentum was aggressive, like a peerless long sword out of its sheath.

Then, he gradually withdrew his imposing aura and became like an ordinary person. However, there seemed to be a sword light flashing in his eyes from time to time.

Liuyun Wuxin was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide.

Li Buhui and the others were also astonished.

“Ancestor? Are you still alive?” Liuyun Wuxin was so excited that he couldn’t believe his eyes. He said in disbelief, “But I saw your body being put into the family’s cemetery. Why?”

“Back then, I just pretended to be dead. But I didn’t expect that this bastard, Liuyun Wufeng, would collude with outsiders to plot against me and trap me in this tactical deployment.” The strange-looking man heaved a long sigh. Then he looked at Li Mu carefully.

Under his gaze, Li Mu felt uneasy.

This strange-looking man had seen everything that had happened before. Had he also seen how Li Mu killed Liuyun Wufeng?

It didn’t matter if he saw it.

But if he saw Li Mu obtain the bronze gourd of Yin and Yang and the dark golden paper from Liuyun Wufeng, would he ask for them back?

After all, these two items belonged to the Liuyun family, right?

“Young friend, thank you very much.” The strange-looking man cupped his hands at Li Mu and said, “I’m Liuyun Tiansha. Thank you for killing the sinner of my family and releasing me from the trap. I’m very grateful to you.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Li Mu said calmly.

“Not only did you save me, but you also stopped Liuyun Wufeng’s conspiracy. You saved my family. From now on, you are the benefactor of my family. I will repay you. If you need anything in the future, we will never refuse,” the strange-looking man said gratefully.

Seeing that the strange-looking man had no intention of taking back the two treasures, Li Mu breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Are you the First Sword of the Liuyuns?”

“Alas. Please don’t call me like that. It’s just an empty title. I didn’t discipline my descendants correctly. I was almost killed by my child,” Liuyun Tiansha said with guilt and depression.

Hearing his words, the crowd exclaimed again.

Li Buhui, the future leader of the Brotherhood of Swords, looked at the freak with a trace of awe.

The First Sword of the Liuyuns had served on the frontlines in the past. He had made vigorous efforts and great contributions to the Military of Man. He had killed countless Extraterritorial Demons. In the end, he was ambushed by several Heavenly Devils at the Devil Lord Level. Although he had killed all of them, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. It was said he died soon after he returned to the Liuyun family.

Li Buhui didn’t expect him to be alive.

This was a living legend.

In the past, the First Sword of the Liuyuns was considered to be a peerless genius, who was the most likely to become an emperor in his generation, in the Sword Way. He was called the first swordsman outside the Brotherhood of Swords.

“Senior, if there is nothing else, I’ll leave.” Li Mu was ready to slip away.

The First Sword of the Liuyuns was stunned. Then he laughed bitterly and said, “I originally intended to invite you to have a drink at the Liuyun Manor. But since you’re in a hurry to leave, I won’t force you. I’ll personally head to the Sanctuary of the Way to thank you in the future.”

Li Mu said, “Senior, you’re too polite. This is what I should do.”

He turned around and left. After taking a few steps, he looked back at Liuyun Wuxin and said, “You can stay in the Liuyun Manor for the time being. The Liuyun family has a lot of things to do. Senior needs you to deal with them.”

Liuyun Wuxin said, “Okay. Since I have sworn to serve you as my lord, I will never give up halfway. In ten days, I will go to the Sanctuary of the Way and hold the broadsword for you.”

Li Mu waved his hand and flew away without saying a word.

When he reached the fifth floor, he subconsciously looked out of the corner of his eye in the direction of the window.

Then he was shocked.

What happened?

That God-king with golden armor and a golden spear that stood before the window had disappeared.

How could a person that had died disappear?

Had he been moved away by Li Buhui and the others?

“That’s impossible. The aura of the God-king with armor and his golden spear was so terrifying that even an expert in the Way Sage Realm couldn’t get close to him, let alone those future leaders of the Holy Lands.”

Li Mu wiped his eyes and saw the traces left by the golden spear inserted upside down on the ground. That meant that the previous memory was true.

It was really strange.

He was puzzled, but he didn’t stay for long. He went straight out of the Darkest Temple and left the mine as fast as he could.

He took his Schwarzdrachen from the Liuyun Manor and immediately galloped away.

The guard, Liuyun Huo, looked puzzled, but he didn’t dare to stop him.

At this time, what happened in the Darkest Temple had not yet spread to the ground.

It would take three days and three nights for the Schwarzdrachen to travel from the Liuyun Manor to the Sanctuary of the Way.

After running wildly for a whole day, Li Mu gradually slowed down.

After the experience ordered by the Military of Man, he finally found some of Wang Shiyu’s soul and psyche. He collected at least one soul and two psyches this time. In addition to the soul and psyche found on the scarlet Lunar Specter and the soul and psyche that originally existed in Wang Shiyu’s body, he only needed to find the last three psyches. After finding them, he could resurrect Wang Shiyu.

Li Mu was in a good mood. He slowed down and enjoyed the scenery on his horse.

On the way, he passed by several villages of the Human Clan. Li Mu was quite interested in playing tricks. He cosplayed a supermundane master to put on airs. He was soon recognized as a traitor on the List of the Condemned. Then he was immediately surrounded by garrison troops and some experts in martial art. They were about to kill him.

Li Mu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He couldn’t kill these people, so he could only run away.

Finally, he decided not to go to these human villages but to walk in the wilderness.

...

It was still the cold season.

The wilderness had turned into a snowfield. The ice and snow covering it were several meters thick, and a strong wind blew all the time. It was enough to freeze an ordinary low-level expert in the Upper King Realm in two hours. Martial arts practitioners below the Upper King Realm would be frozen to death if they stayed in the ice field for more than an hour.

The cold season of this world was terrible.

In such a cold environment, even the war was suspended.

However, Li Mu’s cultivation was high enough to resist the coldness. Schwarzdrachen was a natural king of the wilderness. It had experienced countless cold seasons and had long been used to it. Therefore, there was no need to worry.

The next night, Li Mu dug out a cave on an ice cliff to take a nap.

On the night of the cold season, the temperature was much lower than during the day. It was extremely cold, so Li Mu did not want to take risks.

He sat cross-legged in the ice cave, running Xiantian Skill and True Energy circulating in his body.

“The extremely cold weather seems to be helpful for cultivating my True Energy.”

Li Mu found this point.

It was said there were talented strong people who practiced and meditated in the Ice Plateau in the cold season. In the end, they finally got the Primordial Qi of the mysterious ice and became famous. However, it was too dangerous to do so, and few people succeeded.

...

Thinking of these stories, Li Mu came up with an idea.

His Broadsword Intent of the 24 Solar Terms had reached initial success, but he was not good at the transformation of the artistic conception. The 24 solar terms could not be fully integrated into the changes of the four seasons of the year. The tempering of the Broadsword Intent had always remained at the surface stage.

“If I use the Ice Plateau to perceive the Broadsword Intents of the Great Cold and the Slight Cold, can I improve them to a higher level?”

Thinking of this, Li Mu immediately began to try.

In the blink of an eye, a night passed.

He had gained a lot.

With a stir of his mind, an invisible Broadsword Intent shot out.

A hundred-meter-long ice wall suddenly appeared in the void, separating the snowfield.

Li Mu pressed his palm against the ice wall, and the ice wall melted.

He was satisfied. “The power of the Broadsword Intent of the Great Cold has more than doubled after one night of meditation. It seems that I have found a good way to cultivate the Broadsword Intent.”

“Schwarzdrachen, let’s go.”

Li Mu rode on the horse.

Schwarzdrachen galloped as fast as lightning on the snowfield as if walking on flat ground.

“It’s strange. Why do I have a dangerous feeling in my heart?” Li Mu suddenly felt frightened as if a great life-and-death crisis was approaching him.

As time passed, this feeling of danger grew stronger and stronger.

“Change direction, Schwarzdrachen. Let’s go west as fast as you can.”

Li Mu shouted.

Schwarzdrachen let out a long neigh and transformed into a streak of black light. It soared into the sky and rapidly headed west.

About an hour later, a figure shrouded in black mist appeared in the sky above the snowfield.

“Have I gotten lost? Did he change directions? Logically speaking, he should be nearby. Why can’t I sense him at all? This little fellow is very cautious.”

The man said lightly.

“It seems that it’s impossible to kill him before he returns to the Sanctuary of the Way. I have to think of another way. The older he is, the timider he is. I’ve been scheming all my life, but I made a wrong choice.”

He sighed and disappeared with the black mist.

Two days later, Li Mu returned to the Sanctuary of the Way.

Li Mu returned to his Bamboo Retreat after reporting to the Green Ox Taoist about the trip to the Liuyun Manor.

He immediately took out the bronze gourd of Yin and Yang and the dark golden paper.

These were two precious treasures. Li Mu refrained from taking them out to study on the way for fear that their treasure light would alarm some other powerful figures and cause more twists and turns. Now that he had returned to the Sanctuary of the Way, he did not have to be worried anymore.

“What is in this gourd?”

Li Mu’s eyes first fell on the bronze gourd.