Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 455: Harvest (Extra 2200 words, asking for monthly votes)

Chapter 455: Chapter 455: Harvest (Extra 2200 words, asking for monthly votes)

"We’re already far enough from the Shushan Sect..."

"And the Shushan Sword Sect wouldn’t just send the Great Elder wielding a Spiritual Treasure to kill a chicken with a bull’s knife every time they encounter an enemy, right?"

After flying ten thousand miles, Zhong Shenxiu instructed Yu Tongzi to reduce their escape speed.

At this moment, the two disciples being clutched in Yu Tongzi’s claws finally came to their senses and yelled, "Demon... our sect will not let you go!"

"Idiot!"

Zhong Shenxiu laughed heartily, "Knowing that I am a demon, you still dare to be so sharp-tongued. Tongzi, pick one to eat!"

"Thank you, Master, for the reward..." Yu Tongzi cawed strangely, already revealing its true form as an enormous crow.

Drool flowed from its beak as it spoke, "I want to eat that girl; they say girls are the most tender..."

Upon hearing this, the female disciple nearly fainted.

Helplessly caught by Yu Tongzi, unable to resist, she was about to burst into tears, "Elder brother... save me!"

Zhong Shenxiu’s eyes gleamed, and he said with a smile, "Seeing as you two are deeply affectionate, I’ll give you a chance. You, the male disciple, are you willing to die in place of your junior sister and be eaten by my Tongzi?"

The elder brother disciple hesitated, his lips quivering, yet no sound came out for a long time.

Just as despair began to show on the junior sister’s face, he suddenly displayed a bit of quick wit and... fainted!

To make his fainting convincing and irreversible, he even intentionally made a mistake with his True Qi and mana, coughing up a little fresh blood.

"Ha ha... you lad are quite the talent!"

Zhong Shenxiu laughed uproariously, as if he had watched a splendid drama.

The junior sister’s expression turned bleak, yet with a glimmer of hope, "My sect... my sect will definitely send someone to rescue me!"

But before her words had ended, a sharp sword light was already pursuing them, calling out, "Release my fellow disciples!"

Amidst the sword light was a female fairy, seemingly descending from a painting as a vision in her twenties, her brows delicate and refined.

In her hand, a sword transformed from a hairpin in her hairdo, and as she called out lightly, she scattered a handful of Tianxuan Star Sand with a wave of her hand.

The starlight twinkled like a weaver girl tracing the Milky Way, covering dozens of miles around, clearly intending to prevent Zhong Shenxiu from escaping.

"Who comes there?"

Zhong Shenxiu stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he asked.

"You’re doomed, thief. This is our eldest senior sister, Li Ningxiu!"

The female disciple shouted.

"The Shushan’s Double Stars? Then you must have received the True Inheritance... this is a good catch!"

Zhong Shenxiu muttered to himself, and seeing the flying sword transformed from the hairpin streak towards him like a flash of lightning, he promptly released the Poison Dragon Sword.

The two beams of Sword Qi violently collided, and in an instant, they exchanged a thousand blows.

Yet Li Ningxiu became increasingly alarmed as she fought, suddenly retracting the Jade hairpin sword and shouting, "I do not slay the nameless under my sword. Who are you? With your level of cultivation and swordsmanship, you shouldn’t be unknown!"

"Come to me!"

Zhong Shenxiu’s Poison Dragon Sword thrust forward, carrying a grand momentum that forced Li Ningxiu to defend with her sword.

But at that moment, he had a sudden thought. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth erupted into chaos, instantly solidifying into an enormous hand that swept aside Tianxuan Star Sand, and slammed down with force!

Boom!

This kind of spiritual energy Great Capturing Technique existed in many sects, but Zhong Shenxiu’s version was among the crudest.

Alas, such a Great Capturing Technique was specifically designed for higher realm Cultivators to suppress their less experienced, lower realm counterparts!

By exerting his cultivation level to overpower others, it was invincibly effective!

And with Zhong Shenxiu’s cultivation base, once he executed it, Li Ningxiu suddenly felt her mana stagnate, and her flowery face changed color. She was easily grasped by the large hand and became a captive.

The Sword Immortal’s unity of body and sword, along with the Escape Skill of sword control, is the number one Escape Skill in this world.

Thus, when Li Ningxiu caught up to Zhong Shenxiu, failed to best him in a confrontation, and was captured, the trailing lights of pursuit only arrived from a distance.

The Flying Dragon Sword Ling Bufan immediately cried out, "Release Ning Xiu Immortal, you thief!"

"Ning Xiu Immortal has actually been captured?"

"Quickly apprehend the thief!"

"Hold on, a scholar in white, a Golden Core Demon Bird... Why do I feel like this person seems familiar..."

Cui Yingxiu actually arrived earlier, but upon seeing that it was Zhong Shenxiu, she dared not advance to duel with swords, only able to follow from a distance, shouting, "Creation Ancestor, for what reason have you captured our sect’s Disciple?"

"Since this old one has made a move, naturally it’s because you provoked me first..."

Zhong Shenxiu looked earnestly at the young elites from various sects who were chasing after him, his eyes slightly shining, "Unexpectedly... there are so many surprises here."

These young Cultivators must be here to attend that sword tournament for a marriage alliance.

And among them, there are even those of the Five Extremes True Inheritance.

Just one wave of captures, and there would be no need to scheme against other sects in the future.

With that thought, his mana surged, and the Poison Dragon Sword’s light abruptly expanded into several dozen zhang in length, like a sword peak collapsing, pushing mountains of gold and toppling columns of jade, rumbling down.

In reality, Zhong Shenxiu had never seriously practiced any Superior Sword Techniques.

The only one he had dabbled in was the Xuanyin Sword Control Divine Power from the Ten Thousand Techniques Sect, and that too, not comprehensively.

After arriving in this world, whenever he dueled with swords, there was only one approach: to use an overwhelmingly majestic mana to crush his enemies.

At this moment, the collapse of this sword peak achieved just that effect.

"The Creation Ancestor is a practitioner of the Golden Core stage; let’s attack together!"

The Flying Dragon Sword Ling Bufan let out a loud cry, and the Flying Dragon Sword distinguished itself, becoming a streak of light directly slashing at the sword peak.

The other young Cultivators cheered loudly, some using Magical Treasures, some casting bolts of Divine Thunder with a wave of their hands, and some controlling the Seven True Waters, etc. Each displayed their Divine Skills, truly the elite of the younger generation.

Those who came to participate in Li Ningxiu’s sword-bridal event were all from notable foundations.

Aside from the Tiandu Sect and the Heavenly Mountain Sword Sect, both among the Five Extremes, numerous outstanding Disciples from the six major orthodox sects, the twelve large sects, and even the thirty-six Cultivation Families, also arrived in considerable numbers.

As for the lower-tier sects and their inheritances, those Disciples had no face to come...

"Well met."

Amidst his hearty laughter, Zhong Shenxiu’s sword peak suddenly disintegrated, transforming into boundless Poison Dragon Sword Qi, sweeping across thousands.

The Poison Dragon Sword, vivacious and changeable, clashed fiercely thousands of times with Cui Yingxiu’s pair of flying swords, then with a sudden twist, cut down thirteen flying forks in succession.

The Cultivator who wielded the flying forks was from the thirty-six Cultivation Families, notably the Cao Family’s most distinguished of this generation, yet he never expected his painstakingly nurtured Mother and Child Yin Soul Flying Forks to be smashed to pieces in the blink of an eye, leaving him wanting to cry but without tears.

But before he could curse, Zhong Shenxiu was already before him; a wave of his large sleeve and that Cao family child instantly rolled his eyes back, fainting dead away, and was tossed, along with Li Ningxiu, to the trailing Yu Tongzi.

He pointed a finger, and the Poison Dragon Sword roared again, entangling the Flying Dragon Sword.

Ling Bufan was still trying to use the exquisite swordsmanship of the Heavenly Mountain Sword Sect to defeat his opponent, when he saw a large hand flying towards him, and bemusedly became a captive...

"A bountiful harvest, this is truly a bountiful harvest... With these people captured, there’s no need to further plot against other sects..."

Zhong Shenxiu, like a farmer reaping the harvest, was picking fruit one by one, his eyes filled with the joy of a generous haul, "Of course... after this, I, the Creation Ancestor, will probably become the rat of the Cultivation World, with everyone wanting to strike me down..."