Chapter 248: Chapter 178: The Sun Still Rises_2
He had obtained it from a master blacksmith of a derelict shop during his wanderings in Jianghu. Allegedly, its lineage could be traced back to the now-lost Divine Soldiers City in You State, which had a legacy of a thousand years.
As for the Sun Change Nine Swords, it was entirely due to Xie Qingfeng’s own extraordinary encounter.
That year, after he had left Qiu Dragon Mansion, he acquired this Ultimate Skill. Within five years of obtaining it, he had perfected all nine moves to the Perfection Realm.
The strength of this sword technique lay in its ability to forge Pure Yang Sword Qi. When mastered, with a sword in hand, the person and the sword became one, the individual shining like the grand sun in the sky.
When Yang Luochen swung his dragon head stick with the Power of Ten Thousand Jun, he only saw a piercing light, as if night had turned into day!
Xie Qingfeng’s Sun Change Nine Swords seemed like a brilliant meteor streaking across from the end of the sky! Then, in an instant, the meteor flashed and was gone!
His mighty strike with the stick hit nothing but air. Meanwhile, the meteor lit up again on the left, instantly striking towards his throat!
At this moment, Yang Luochen’s stature had swollen to three meters, while Xie Qingfeng appeared even smaller after executing his swordsmanship.
It looked like a scene from ancient mythology, where the Golden Crow crashed into a giant!
Impressive!
This was also the first time Yang Luochen had fought with this young man who, despite his age, was prominent in the city and ranked among the top ten before Yang Luochen’s own breakthrough. He had heard of the Sun Change Sword Technique but had never crossed swords with it until now, and he found it truly commendable.
He watched as the sword avoided his heavy stick, coming at him nimbly with Pure Yang Sword Qi.
Yang Luochen was completely calm. Even though his stick missed, the fingers hidden inside the sleeve at his waist clenched abruptly into a fist and swung towards the blazing sun!
With that punch, a Fist Intent powerful enough to shake the Five Sacred Mountains burst forth, instantly disturbing the air and dissipating the currents, immediately revealing Xie Qingfeng within the meteor!
It extinguished all his Sword Qi and violently shook Xie Qingfeng’s Qi Mechanism, disordering it somewhat.
Then, this punch, seizing the opportunity, heavily smashed onto the back of Xie Qingfeng’s Qing Kang Sword, sending it flying high into the air!
"What?" Xie Qingfeng’s pupils shrank slightly. He had anticipated Yang Luochen’s strength but had not expected Yang Luochen to possess such a powerful Fist Technique, certainly not inferior to his renowned Stick Technique.
One wrong move led to another!
CLANG!
As Xie Qingfeng’s Qing Kang Sword was knocked high, propelling his whole body backward through the air, Yang Luochen’s twelve-thousand-five-hundred-jin dragon head stick instantly appeared at his legs, sweeping across!
Wearing Treasure Armor on your body? Surely not on your legs too?
Yang Luochen made just such a straightforward sweep with his stick. Xie Qingfeng was struck stiff in mid-air, at a moment when he had no footing nor could he use Teleportation, only able to try his best to preserve one of his legs!
He could only watch as the stick swept toward him, heavily striking his left leg.
BANG!
Xie Qingfeng’s left leg burst into a cloud of blood mist instantly. At that moment, he did not feel bone-piercing pain; instead, a thought flashed through his mind:
My Iron Cloth Shirt has failed.
The Iron Cloth Shirt, its defensive Qi flowing throughout the body fueled by Blood Qi—if he had reached the Perfection Realm, perhaps he might have withstood Yang Luochen’s solid strike. Even if crippled, his leg wouldn’t have burst.
Yet, not only was his Cultivation a realm weaker, but he was also solidly hit, and his Iron Cloth Shirt had not achieved the Perfection Realm. This one blow directly caused his right lower body to turn to blood mist. As the Blood Qi throughout his body could no longer circulate, his technique shattered in an instant!
THUMP!
Xie Qingfeng crashed heavily onto the ground but did not stay down. Instead, he quickly slapped the ground, using his Inner Qi to Rebound his body backward over ten zhang, fearing another follow-up strike from Yang Luochen.
However, as his bloodstained body flew backward, reflecting Yang Luochen’s figure for a moment, he suddenly saw a youth appear on the eave to Yang Luochen’s upper left, standing on the tiles, drawing a bow and nocking an arrow.
Chen Ku...
Xie Qingfeng immediately recognized the person standing on the corner of the eave.
The moment he saw Chen Ku drawing his bow and nocking an arrow, his mind went blank.
An extremely intense sense of danger surged through his body, and it seemed as if his vision were covered by a blanket of ice and snow, turning into a vast expanse of sterile whiteness.
Spirit Witness...
Xie Qingfeng was momentarily dazed. He instinctively struggled; it seemed half a breath passed before he regained his sight...
However, what he saw was a black arrow feather, hovering three inches above his line of sight, still quivering as if its force had not yet fully dissipated.
I’ve been shot.
An arrow pierced through the center of Xie Qingfeng’s forehead, pinning his brain from front to back. Yet his body, supported by a single leg, still wavered, his mouth incessantly opening and closing. The last thought that flashed through his mind was:
"Indeed, Dad, what you said when I was little is true: in Jianghu, today I kill you, tomorrow someone else will come to kill me. Some die deservedly, but the most feared is to die without honor."
Without a doubt, his death was without honor, shot dead by a young Disciple of Medicine King Hall. Although the youth had seized an opportunity while his master was engaged, he was indeed killed.
BANG!
With his life extinguished, Xie Qingfeng, eyes wide open and hair disheveled, collapsed on his one good leg onto the stone slabs, dead.
"You little rascal!"
Yang Luochen watched from a distance as Xie Qingfeng was shot and fell dead. He then turned to look at the Disciple standing on the corner of the eave and couldn’t help but scold with a smile, "Are you here to help your master, or to collect heads?"
[Diagram Master kills Xie Qingfeng, gains a One Realm Fourth Stage Evil Energy...]
Chen Ku leaped forward, arriving in front of his master, laughing. "As long as the guy’s dead, that’s what matters. It’s all the same between us, right, Master?"
As he spoke, seeing the Evil Qi from the Transformation Diagram secured in his mind, he felt utterly satisfied, having snatched another head.
"That’s true enough."
Yang Luochen did not deny Chen Ku’s words. Gazing at Xie Qingfeng’s corpse, he exhaled deeply and patted his Disciple’s shoulder.
"Without the old stepping down, the new cannot rise. Today you killed Xie Qingfeng, and you should rightfully ascend using his fame."
His own Disciple, whom else would he support?
"Master, Xie Qingfeng is dead, and the Divine Force Crossbowmen have also been completely eradicated. Now only the mid-level members of the Firewood Iron Shop on the main street remain..." Chen Ku said. "Let’s hurry over and clean up the aftermath."
"Exactly!"
Yang Luochen did not delay; after all, eliminating that group sooner meant one less potential death for Medicine King Hall.
「Shortly after.」
When Chen Ku and his master arrived at the main battleground on North Street, in front of Medicine King Hall, Hong Tingshan had already perished. The battle was virtually one-sided.
With Chen Ku and Yang Luochen finally joining in... it turned into a massacre.
...
「By the time the sun rose from the east.」
Cao Shouxiong had already arranged for people to remove all the bodies and had begun cleaning the street.
Finally, when the merchants and residents along North Street, terrified all night, cautiously opened their doors, they found the street pristine, apart from some red stains in the cobblestone cracks and a few damaged areas.
Their gazes then fell upon Medicine King Hall, where Apprentices were mending the walls. The couplet on the door, however, remained untouched by any blood.
Though the craftsmanship is elaborate, it never dares to shortchange worker’s effort!
Though the taste is costly, it never dares to reduce material strength!
All who saw the couplet could only think one thing:
"Firewood Iron Shop no more, yet Medicine King Hall’s doorway remains."
「Meanwhile.」
As details of last night’s battle spread through various channels after sunrise, the thoughts and expressions of the various factions were entirely different.
"Firewood Iron Shop had three Fourth Realm Experts, and two were killed by Medicine King Hall’s Chen Ku? Including ’Thirteen Young Master’ Xie Qingfeng?!"