Primordial Emperor
Chapter 475 Sword Peak

Chapter 475: Chapter 475 Sword Peak

"That’s not entirely true. I’ve heard that Elder Wang Ruxue took in two swordsmanship geniuses, but apparently those two senior brothers have no interest in the path of the sword, to the point of driving Elder Wang Ruxue mad. I heard she has practically turned into a madwoman."

Yu Zhuo and Wang Xuan were chatting when, unbeknownst to them, the woman in red had silently approached them.

"Madwoman? Who did you hear that from?"

The woman in red came up to Wang Xuan’s side and asked blankly.

Hearing someone speaking, Wang Xuan turned his head, and his heart skipped a beat.

After hearing the woman in red’s question, Wang Xuan looked around to make sure no one else was eavesdropping on their conversation before he leaned close to the woman’s ear, and spoke softly about Wang Ruxue’s matters.

"Brother Dongfang Yun from Sword Edge told us about it. He said his mentor, Elder Wang, presses him to practice swords every day, acting like a nagging old granny."

Once Wang Xuan finished speaking, he checked his surroundings again, worried that someone might overhear their conversation.

After the arrival of the woman in red, Yu Zhuo, who was next to Wang Xuan, had been giving him looks, signaling him not to continue, but Wang Xuan failed to comprehend Yu Zhuo’s warning.

"So, that’s how it is..."

After listening to Wang Xuan’s words, the woman in red immediately turned and left without looking back.

Watching the retreating figure of the woman in red, Wang Xuan felt an unsettling feeling.

"Brother Yu, why were you winking at me just now? Is there something wrong with your eyes? Or did you want to flirt with that junior sister just now?"

Wang Xuan said indifferently.

"Flirt? What are you talking about, Wang Xuan? Do you know who that woman in red was just now?"

Yu Zhuo sighed, feeling sorry for Wang Xuan.

"Who was she?"

Wang Xuan started feeling a growing unease as he noticed Yu Zhuo’s serious demeanor.

"She was none other than the Elder Wang you’ve just been speaking about."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan’s legs gave way, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

"Brother Yu, I just remembered I have some matters to attend to. I’ll head back to my cave abode first, farewell."

Wang Xuan said, and without turning back, walked toward the entrance of the Formation Sect.

This mouth of his had really caused a calamity.

Seeing Wang Xuan hastily leaving, Yu Zhuo shook his head helplessly, understanding that he wanted to flee the mountain to evade the situation. Yu Zhuo had been warning him all along, but it was Wang Xuan who had not understood.

...

Above Sword Edge, at this moment, Dongfang Yun was being chased and beaten by Wang Ruxue, and his screams of agony echoed from his mouth continuously.

"I don’t know who the bastard was that ratted me out. Once I find out, I’ll make sure they pay. Madwoman, can’t you go a little easier on me? Ouch..."

Watching the two of them, one chasing and the other fleeing, Xu Hai shook his head, wondering if he would ever get a good night’s sleep with these two causing such a scene every day...

But thankfully, today was a good day; Dongfang Yun seemed to have gotten himself into trouble, so the madwoman didn’t force Xu Hai to practice swords...

Thinking this, Xu Hai fell into a deep sleep.

Wang Ruxue was shaking with anger, looking at the two good-for-nothing guys in front of her, wondering how she had ever decided to take them as her disciples. One did nothing but sleep all day, while the other, although more diligent, directed his efforts not toward practicing swordsmanship, but drinking and boasting with other disciples...

...

After exchanging hundreds of moves, the platform went silent. Chang Bai had several sword wounds on his body, but Tan Fei across from him was drenched in blood, with his meridians slashed by Sword Qi on all fours and even on his neck and chest—fortunately, he had managed to dodge the lethal strikes and still stood steadily on the platform.

Although Tan Fei had lost the duel, he was okay, as his swordsmanship was strong. But Chang Bai’s swordsmanship was stronger, more domineering, and perhaps even bloodthirsty.

Whoosh, whoosh—

As the Sword Qi barrier dissipated, Mu Qianqiu glanced at Tan Fei and raised her hand; a streak of blue Sword Light entered Tan Fei’s body. Subsequently, the injuries caused by Sword Qi began to heal, impressing Lu Zizai who was watching from the high platform.

By seniority, Lu Zizai was originally twice Mu Qianqiu’s age.

Mu Qianqiu, a Natural Sword Body, had once been sought after by Lu Zizai to become his disciple. However, by a stroke of fate, she had received half a day of guidance from the Ancestral Master of Formation Sect, Lie Qianxing. With her already astonishing talent, it took less than a decade for her cultivation to reach the same level as Lu Zizai’s, and her swordsmanship was no less exceptional.

Hence, at present, they were considered peers, even though Mu Qianqiu always showed Lu Zizai the utmost respect, having learned swordsmanship from him despite not formally becoming his disciple.

As fellow members of Sword Edge, Mu Qianqiu was ranked first, Lu Zizai was second, and Wang Ruxue was third.

"Your swordsmanship is not bad, but unfortunately, you are not a Natural Sword Body. However, if you are interested, you can come to Sword Edge, and I can take you as a nominal disciple."

Lu Zizai looked intently at Tan Fei and spoke plainly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding crowd, including the elders, were all shocked, for Lu Zizai was offering to take a disciple.

Perhaps Lu Zizai was also afraid that he wouldn’t live to see another Natural Sword Body genius.

After all, such swordsmanship geniuses had only appeared twice in the Formation Sect in hundreds of years: Mu Qianqiu and Wu Qingxia.

Lu Zizai had praised Tan Fei’s swordsmanship, but he made no mention of Chang Bai, which caused Chang Bai to clench his fists tightly, and a subtle hint of icy coldness flashed in his eyes.

All of this was observed by Lin Chen.