The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 278 - 245: Wenjian Spring and Autumn Mountain

"Yuchi Huaide, Yuchi Huaide, Yuchi Huaide..."

Xu Ziqing's eyes grew redder and redder, murderous intent spreading out wildly, his mind in turmoil, even feeling an overwhelming urge to charge up Spring and Autumn Mountain right now and kill.

Scum like this, and he actually named himself 'Huaide'—Virtue-Bearer!?

Han Shuangjiang watched from the side, a hint of worry in her eyes.

This was the first time she'd seen this side of Xiaoxu.

This delicate and handsome youth, whose feminine features often led others to mistake him for a girl disguised as a boy—right now, his whole face contorted with ferocity!

Soon, however, a large hand suddenly clapped down on his shoulder.

"Xiaoxu." A deep voice called out, rousing him from his trance.

Chu Huaixu used his left hand, Nan Liujing's warm currents sweeping across Xu Ziqing's entire body, dispelling the heart demons and inner demons within him.

—All evil, begone!

He did not intend to make Xu Ziqing give up his obsession, merely did not want Xiaoxu to get too ensnared right now.

Coming back to himself, Xu Ziqing immediately bowed deeply to Chu Huaixu, his voice trembling as he spoke loudly:

"Senior Brother, your great kindness and virtue—Ziqing will never forget for a lifetime!"

He would never inquire how Chu Huaixu found out about this. In his mind, he'd always imagine—Senior Brother must have paid a great price too!

The Profound Yellow Realm is so vast, with so many people in it.

Seeking the villain was truly no easy thing.

Xu Ziqing had always wanted revenge. This was one of his very reasons for living.

But his hatred had always been empty, with nowhere to land, unable to take form, because he didn't know—who should I kill?

No tangible enemy, yet hatred forever gnawed inside his heart.

But now, things were different.

Xu Ziqing's gratitude for his senior brother had reached its absolute peak.

In this very moment, whatever Chu Huaixu asked of him, he'd probably agree without a trace of doubt.

Han Shuangjiang couldn't help but sigh. "To think, even among the Four Great Sects, there'd be such venomous scum!"

This truly shattered her understanding.

She'd been in the sect for some time, and seen her share of the world's darkness.

She more than ever believed Chu Huaixu's words back then: the world is not just black and white, but mostly grey—some lighter, some darker.

But for someone who could wipe out a whole family, not sparing even elders and infants—how is this any different from a demon?

"He's not even human!" Xu Ziqing gritted out, teeth clenched.

The bloody fates of his family that day surfaced in his mind again.

Chu Huaixu looked at him, then said aloud, "The other side comes from Spring and Autumn Mountain—they won't be easy to deal with."

"Of course, that's not what matters."

"What matters is, you definitely want revenge with your own hands, don't you?" he asked.

The youth met his gaze and immediately replied, "Senior Brother, I must personally slay my enemy!"

"Good." Chu Huaixu nodded.

He didn't mention how difficult it would be, nor how likely it was to succeed.

He only said, "Since you want revenge, and the other is a Great Cultivator, then cultivate well."

"Rest assured, when the time comes, I'll surely go with you."

After speaking, he even looked up at the Big Ice Cube and asked, "Are you going?"

Han Shuangjiang retorted sarcastically, "Like you even need to ask!"

Like that even needs to be said—if Xiaoxu seeks vengeance and you're going too, then how could I not go?

Hearing these words from his family, Xu Ziqing lifted his reddened eyes and looked at them.

"I only hope you don't become too impatient or reckless," Chu Huaixu instructed him.

"One day, the two of us will go with you—"

—"To seek justice with our swords at the Spring and Autumn Mountain!"

...

...

As time passed, Jiang Chang had already led a group of junior brothers and sisters back to the Daoist Sect.

Upon their return to the Sect, they immediately went to the Disciple Courtyard to report in, relaying all they'd experienced along the way.

The Disciple Courtyard was always crowded with people.

As soon as they entered, anyone familiar with them came forward at once in concern.

"Senior Brother Jiang, how did you get so badly injured?"

"Junior Sister Shen, are you okay?"

"What happened? Why does everyone look like they got hurt?"

Everyone was talking, crowding forward to ask what had happened.

And Jiang Chang was clearly the most seriously wounded of them all.

There was a bloody hole in his lower abdomen.

Though he was no longer in mortal danger, he was still gravely wounded.

Strangely, though Jiang Chang still looked faint and weak, an intense—was it fanaticism?—surged in his eyes.

"You all don't know, the ten of us went down the mountain to eliminate demons. Our target was just two Third Realm evil cultivators. But then, there was another damned Evil Cultivator Envoy with them."

"His cultivation was at the Third Realm Great Perfection, but unlike other evil cultivators with weak foundations and chaotic spiritual power, he was no different from one of our own properly cultivated Third Realm cultivators!" Jiang Chang said, voice low and tense.

Once he finished these sentences, the whole room's atmosphere turned grave.

This was just the Outer Sect of the Daoist Sect—a Third Realm Great Perfection master here would be a top powerhouse!

Everyone knew, faced with a Third Realm Great Perfection and two early-stage Third Realmers, there was no way these ten could have survived!

If they'd made it back alive, there could be only one answer—reinforcements arrived just in time.

"So, you called for reinforcements from the Sect? Which three senior brothers or sisters came?" someone asked.

Hearing this, Jiang Chang put on a mysterious air. "Senior brothers and sisters? Actually, it was a junior brother and junior sister."

"No way. Joined after you, and already cultivated to Third Realm—there aren't many like that in the Outer Sect." Someone cut in at once.

Jiang Chang looked at this senior brother and continued, "Moreover, it was only a single junior brother who solved all the trouble."

"Are you serious?" Everyone was stunned, all eager: "Jiang Chang, stop keeping us in suspense—tell us, who was it!?"

"It was Junior Brother Chu," Jiang Chang replied.

"Junior Brother Chu? Which Junior Brother Chu? Never heard of him."

"Surname Chu—who's that?"

Everyone was baffled, unable to react for a moment.

After all, their impression of Chu Huaixu was still stuck a few months back.

At that time, he was only a First Realm cultivator.

But now, the junior sister whom Chu Huaixu had saved could no longer hold back her admiration.

She immediately spoke in awe, "Who else but him—it was the Profound Yellow Leader, Chu Huaixu!"

The words were like an explosion in the crowd.

In the Outer Daoist Sect, the one who'd lately stolen all the limelight was none other than the Profound Yellow Leader!

But strangely, he'd recently disappeared—as if he'd vanished into thin air.

"Junior Brother Chu's already in the Third Realm!"

"Still 'Junior Brother'? Once he enters the Inner Sect, we'll have to call him Senior Brother Chu!"

"Bullshit. Why should I call him Senior Brother Chu? He'll clearly be addressed as Direct Disciple Chu!"

If Chu Huaixu enters the Inner Sect, he will definitely become a direct disciple, and will enter Junzi Temple—there's no doubt about it.

But that he'd reached Third Realm so quickly—everyone was stunned for only a moment, then felt, somehow, it was all logical and expected.

"So, Profound Yellow Leader fought alongside you against these three evil cultivators?" a female disciple asked curiously.

"No, he faced all three alone." Jiang Chang shook his head.

Those words left the whole room in dead silence.

"To be precise, he only used one hand."

The silence grew even deeper.

"His left palm—who knows what power it holds—actually healed all ten of us at the same time."

"Profound Yellow Leader fought the three evil cultivators using only his right hand."

"At early Third Realm, in a single exchange, he instantly killed the two Third Realm early-stage evil cultivators."

More and more people gathered around in the Disciple Courtyard; all glancing at Jiang Chang, silently urging him to continue his tale.

Making Jiang Chang feel both amused and exasperated—like a storyteller at the teahouse.

"Then, he drew out the Daoist Ancestor Sword Scabbard—twenty-one sword qi torrents surged forth, blasting that Third Realm Great Perfection evil cultivator straight to the cliff's edge!"

"No one knows when, but by then he'd appeared by the cliffside, choking that evil cultivator by the throat with one hand, lifting him off the ground to dangle a thousand feet in the air!" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Hearing this, everyone found their breath caught in their chest.

Early Third Realm—and in a flash, killed two opponents, and by relying on the Daoist Ancestor Sword Scabbard, subdued a Third Realm Great Perfection evil cultivator!?

"So... so powerful!"

Many times, the words of others are the best tool for cementing your prestige.

Everyone could picture the scene in their minds:

A striking man in black-gold robes stands at the precipice, his right hand gripping the evil cultivator's throat, his left still healing his comrades.

The junior sister who had already developed feelings for Chu Huaixu couldn't help but add:

"Actually, when Profound Yellow Leader first arrived, with his identity plate hanging at his waist, the three evil cultivators recognized him at once—immediately calling out his name."

"And then?" someone impatiently asked.

"Profound Yellow Leader only said eight words."

"He said..."

"'Since you know it's me, why not flee!'"

Those words set off an uproar in the Disciple Courtyard.

Many people repeated those eight words in a low voice, only feeling their spirits soar with heroism!

Though just newly in the Third Realm, that one line made clear—he never took these three evil cultivators seriously!

Since I've come, then you have only one path—run for your lives.

For some reason, quite a few Outer Sect disciples—even those who hadn't witnessed the event—already felt a sense of admiration rising in their hearts!

"We Daoist disciples should be like this!"

And just then, a commotion rose in the back of the courtyard.

People were already greeting, voices calling out, "Profound Yellow Leader!"

Although Chu Huaixu and company had spent some time on the road, they'd returned riding Divine Steeds.

In fact, they'd spent extra time sweeping the nearby area again—otherwise, they'd have beaten Jiang Chang and the others back.

After returning to the Sect, of course the three of them had to report at the Disciple Courtyard as well.

For some reason, as Chu Huaixu entered the courtyard, the packed crowd of Outer Sect disciples parted before him, retreating a few steps to either side.

The crowd thus opened a special path for him, alone.

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