Remould the Glory of Sword Art
Chapter 76 - 76 69 The Great River Flows East Seeking First Subscription!_2

76: Chapter 69: The Great River Flows East (Seeking First Subscription!)_2 76: Chapter 69: The Great River Flows East (Seeking First Subscription!)_2 Jiang Qihu squinted his eyes, his hand already clutching the hilt of his blade.

Ye Qinglian also felt the change in the atmosphere, straightened her spine, and stepped away from the massive mast.

“Dachu shouldn’t be like this.”

Chu Lin said softly, “Those from the Imperial City live too comfortably…

What do you think?”

“Chu Lin, what are you trying to say?”

Jiang Qihu spoke coldly, as he immediately took out the Ruyi Order, intending to send a message to Zhi Dao Book Pavillion.

But the entire ship, the Destroyer of Bandits was enveloped in massive Dao patterns!

His Divine Soul power was severed as soon as it was transmitted!

“Though I have lived overseas for a long time, I am still familiar with the methods of the Imperial City Refining Department.”

You Hai King said calmly, “The Ruyi Order is useless, give up.

This stretch of heaven and earth has been enveloped by a formation, it is the Dao treasury left to me by my imperial brother, far superior to Qin Baihuang’s means.”

This statement hit them like a bucket of cold water.

Jiang Qihu took a deep breath, quickly calming the emotions in his Heart Lake.

“It seems you are the ‘traitor’ that the master was waiting for.”

Jiang Qihu’s expression was icy as he stared fixedly at the man in front of him, “It wasn’t in vain that I sent out the news from Qing State.

Without Bai Ze Secret Realm, how much longer were you planning to wait?”

“Not much longer.”

You Hai King replied indifferently, “I was already planning to make my move on the day of the great tide; I was worried about not finding a good opportunity.

Since you and Chen Jingxuan chose to set this trap, I will just take advantage of it…

Jiang Qihu, you are still too young.

Chen Jingxuan should have warned you, no matter what, to never admit to the act of betraying Dachu’s information, right?”

“It’s no longer important!”

Jiang Qihu drew his long saber, his face expressionless as he spoke, “I am wholly devoted to Dachu.

As long as I can successfully expose the mole, those things aren’t worth mentioning!”

“???”

At this moment, the always calm Ye Qinglian looked somewhat confused.

She looked towards Jiang Qihu, then towards You Hai King.

The amount of information in these few sentences was indeed overwhelming.

Boom!

A clap of thunder sounded overhead.

As the tide approached, the ship stood stubbornly erect like a rock, like a fluttering leaf firmly nailed to the river surface.

The three formed a triangular standoff.

“What’s the situation now?”

Ye Qinglian spoke out in anger, rebuking as she inquired, “Jiang, can you please explain this?”

“Miss Ye, you even want an explanation…Ddon’t you understand the situation by now?”

Jiang Qihu, wiping his saber with the crook of his arm, coldly uttered six words, “Kill Chu Lin, calm the demon peril.”

As his voice fell, a flash of lightning streaked by.

Jiang Qihu vanished in a flash, appearing in front of Chu Lin in the next instant, with no flourish, he struck out with his saber!

Chu Lin leaned against the ship’s railing, his posture still relaxed.

A flash of saber light swept past his pupils, and with a scoff, Chu Lin slightly tilted his head with the smallest of margins, narrowly avoiding the blade.

Then in a blink of an eye, he extended two fingers!

“Hum!”

A light tap.

Jiang Qihu’s pupils constricted.

An immense force traveled through the long saber he struck with, causing the blade to veer uncontrollably and slash towards the distant river surface off the side of the ship!

“Boom, boom, boom!”

This seemingly simple strike contained profound energy, directly slicing a gap several tens of meters wide on the surface of the river.

Chu Lin stepped forward, throwing a punch, landing heavily on Jiang Qihu’s abdomen.

Bang!

Jiang Qihu was sent flying backward, hitting several Dao patterns on the ship, breaking through numerous formations, and finally embedding himself into an iron wall.

Dust filled the air.

“Cough cough…”

Jiang Qihu coughed up a mouthful of blood, his expression grim; he used his saber as a support and slowly propped himself up, looking in disbelief at the man in front of him clad in a python robe.

Nonchalant, lacking great aspirations.

That’s probably how everyone in Dachu viewed Chu Lin.

Although he was one of the three great princes with different surnames, Chu Lin was only given his title because of a good relationship with the former emperor in earlier years.

Over the years, he had traveled in the North Sea without a care for world affairs…

Now, Jiang Qihu knew that everyone’s opinion about Chu Lin was wrong, and terribly so.

“As early as ten years ago, I ordered the secret construction of this ship, the Destroyer of Bandits.”

Chu Lin murmured, “This was meant to be a birthday gift for my imperial brother.

‘Destroying bandits over thousands of miles’ was the pledge between him and me…but alas, my brother’s fortune was fraught with hardship, and he met his fate too soon.

I had intended to give this ship to the one who would inherit my brother’s legacy, but sadly, I look around and see nothing but a dynasty full of flatterers and sycophants.”

He looked towards Ye Qinglian and asked, “Miss Ye, can you understand my pain?”

Ye Qinglian’s pupils shrank.

The You Hai King, who was standing at the bow just a moment ago, suddenly reached her side.

Unlike Jiang Qihu’s rush,

Chu Lin almost “teleported”.

He didn’t even take a step forward; in an instant, just an instant, his vast python robe fluttered in the air, a pair of icy eyes emitting a faint golden glow—

It had been a long time since Ye Qinglian felt such an intense sense of oppression.

She brought her hands together in prayer.

At her brow, a thread of scarlet light spread in an instant.

But the Sword Qi Grotto Heaven had yet to open.

Chu Lin’s huge palm was already suspended over her cheek.

“Boom, boom, boom.”

The thunderous sounds above continued, but the Proluo Horn had become unusually silent.

Ye Qinglian gazed at the shadowy pall encompassing her entire field of vision—

The glimmer igniting the Sword Qi Grotto Heaven was extinguished by Chu Lin’s formidable Divine Soul Power.

“Yin God eleventh realm, not bad talent, but still not enough,”

Chu Lin spoke softly, “I’ve always heard that Sword Cultivators of Baihua Valley are exceptionally quick to draw their swords, and I’m quite curious to see which is faster: your Sword Qi unfolding, or me shattering your Divine Soul?”

Ye Qinglian’s expression was grim, and she remained silent.

“As for you, at Yin God seventh realm, you’re even less worthy to look at.”

Chu Lin turned his head to Jiang Qihu, who had risen to his feet armed with a knife, and said calmly, “Jiang Qihu, I know you’re a ruthless man, fond of fighting to the death, even if you know you’re outmatched, you would still battle to the bitter end…

But fighting in such times is not bravery, it’s ignorance, it’s stupidity.”

Jiang Qihu gritted his teeth.

He didn’t charge forward again, not because he feared death.

But because Chu Lin’s palm, was suspended in front of Ye Qinglian.

Any action he might take could lead to severe harm for Ye Qinglian.

“I have no intention of killing either of you,”

King You Hai said with a smile, “If I really wanted to act, why would I wait until now?”

Ye Qinglian’s eyes flickered with a trace of hope.

That’s right…

If King You Hai’s purpose was to kill the two of them, there was absolutely no need for such theatrics.

Right at the beginning, he could have made his move.

He could even have chosen to launch a sneak attack!

But he did not do so and even gave Ye Qinglian and Jiang Qihu time to react.

“So, what do you want to do?”

Ye Qinglian took a deep breath, trying hard to remain calm.

“Both of you grew up in Qing State, are treasures of the Dachu Dynasty, and are loyal and righteous people,”

Chu Lin said gently, “I don’t have the heart to just break the backbone of Dachu like that.”

“It’s just a pity that nowadays, Dachu is full of festering wounds.”

He slowly lowered his hand that hovered in front of Ye Qinglian, placing it back into his sleeve.

“I would like to invite both of you to watch the great tide at North Sea today and also witness the new, transformed Dachu that is about to embrace change.”

What preposterous, lofty words were these?

Ye Qinglian was stunned.

She looked in the direction Chu Lin indicated, seeing the distant great tide surging layer upon layer, like building floors on top of each other, rising higher and higher, almost filling half the sky!

“I plan to ascend to the Yangshen Realm today.”

Chu Lin’s indifferent voice resonated like thunder.

“Once I obtain the Dao Pen from Bai Ze Secret Realm, I will personally go to Imperial City and slay the Demon Queen!”

Jiang Qihu was also stunned.

He suddenly realized a problem…

if Chu Lin was the streak of blood calculated by the teacher, then what was the situation with those Demon Cultivators captured in Lichao City?

And those incomplete, arcane ancient texts, what did they mean?

Wait, ascend to Yangshen?

A terrifying thought suddenly burst into Jiang Qihu’s mind.

He turned around, only to see that the ancient city of Lichao, located at the easternmost edge of the Dachu Dynasty’s territory, was surrounded by a dark and cold glow.

This glow, rising higher with the great tide, trapped the Proluo Horn in between, lifting uncontrollably with the tidal river, ever higher.

“You’re preparing…

how are you going to ascend to the Yangshen Realm?”

Jiang Qihu’s voice was trembling slightly.

From the sleeves of Chu Lin, a Soul Talisman inscribed with obscure Demon Race script slid out.

He said, without expression, “Probably, just as you are thinking.”

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(There are three releases today!

This is the first release!

The group number has been released, you can jump to it via the introduction and the link at the end of the chapter)