Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength-Chapter 468 - 359: Life and Death Decision, The Sword Sharpener_2

The latter was precisely the situation of Dan Yangzi right now. He didn't die instantly, but his divine soul had been utterly focused and excited in one moment, then brutally struck at its peak, causing severe depletion to his divine soul.

After all, this was only a sliver of his divine sense, but the loss still reverberated painfully back to his original body!

Though the Ascension List claimed that online actions wouldn't affect offline, everything had already happened!

His divine sense quickly returned to reality. He stood alone on the towering mountain peak, with snowflakes gently falling around him, the palatial corridors stretching endlessly below, and flying boats in the sky like giant whales. Loyal disciples waited on his every command, and countless subjects prostrated at his feet.

All of this was what a Nascent Soul Master should enjoy, and it had been his peaceful routine for over a hundred years. Yet at this moment, everything felt tasteless. The instant he logged out, Master Bai Sheng was so disinterested in speaking to his subordinates that he immediately logged back in!

Even if disciples wanted to ask whether he had turned off the Water Mirror live stream or if someone had new suggestions, his eyes red with rage, he ignored everything and logged back in, back in, damn it, I'm logging back in!

If only he were the mayor of that town, able to resurrect at any time and any place, then he wouldn't need to spend ten minutes flying there.

But this also had its drawbacks. For instance, Meng Yu, who had become the master of that land, had in fact signed a treaty with the Ascension List. After his death in battle, he could resurrect within three miles of the town, always ready to face the enemy's attacks. However, this was actually a trap that Myriad Gold Pavilion had set for Meng Yu.

Why had the Taiyi Sect allowed Lingyun City to transfer the town to Meng Yu? Their intentions were never good from the start. Meng Yu might have gained a small town, but his site of death and resurrection was fixed, a situation that made it entirely possible for his enemies to kill him until he dared not log in, rather than allowing him to resurrect at will.

Then, Master Bai Sheng logged in once again!

...

Blood was spilled messily on the ground, but thankfully, there were people to collect the corpses.

Meng Yu placed the seventh body into his storage bag. Although the people from Myriad Gold Pavilion saw everything, they did not say anything.

After all, Master Bai Sheng was an old man, not a female cultivator, and Meng Yu didn't take Master Bai Sheng's long sword but left it lying on the ground.

The eighth time, Master Bai Sheng charged out, but this time, he was blocked by that female Nascent Soul.

"Calm down, Brother Yike. You've lost."

There were no violent outbursts or redirecting of anger onto others. Master Bai Sheng kept his rage in check—even a mere Qi Cultivator in a Minor World is an Innate Expert with a heart as still as ice, and one who can become a Nascent Soul, no matter how greedy, shameless, belligerent, or brutal, would have no issue with their state of mind.

Admit your mistakes when you should, and correct them when necessary.

Gong Yike instantly calmed down, his eyes turning towards Meng Yu.

"If you want to win against him, it's simple, you just need one helper."

Another Nascent Soul said.

In the Cultivation World's response to experts skilled in close-quarters combat was straightforward, swarm them! Your swordsmanship may be great, but the opponent has two people and four hands!

Now, each time Master Bai Sheng Gong Yike was just a hair's breadth away, then all that was needed was to let a skilled fighter join him.

Just one block, one attack, that's enough!

"No. No..."

Master Bai Sheng thought for a moment and shook his head. Regardless, he was a Nascent Soul, and he could not bring himself to do such embarrassing things.

"It's fine, it's fine. You can all gang up on me, and it won't matter."

Meng Yu said cheerily, as the Green Steel Sword in his hand crumbled to the ground like sand, its complete disintegration a result of consecutive intense battles.

Then, he had another Green Steel Sword in his hand.

Lan Qiong frowned from not too far away, puzzled.

There were better swords in Meng Yu's storage bag, more magical treasures, yet he did not use them!

Those swords could be as light as a feather, allowing Meng Yu's sword to be even a fraction faster, or imbued with spells for an added layer of protection while defending, or even fiery Fire Blast Talismans, especially suited for Meng Yu's Fire Crow Sword Technique. But this young man, he continued to use a common Green Steel Sword, time after time skirting the edge of death!

Suddenly, she remembered, during Meng Yu's war with the Golden Core cultivators of the Eternal Night Palace, it had surprised everyone that Meng Yu hardly used any high-level weapons or magical treasures, nor did he have anything stunning or suitable Divine Weapons that a Divinity Transformation might bequeath for protection.

He continued like this, fighting dangerous battles amidst blood and gore, time and time again.

(In actuality, because he had Mirror Twelve by his side, Meng Yu was more willing to use more ordinary weapons. He aimed to hone his sword and temper his body. After all, with Mirror Twelve close by, the "Golden Finger" was already a huge advantage. If there really was a life-and-death crisis, Mirror Twelve's spiritual power attack could definitely buy him time to draw a more powerful weapon.)

Suddenly, Lan Qiong seemed to have realized something.

Many things that you find exceedingly precious, in the eyes of others, are but mere dust.

Then one day, they will obtain the most precious of treasures.

...

In reality, outside the Mountain Gate of the Taihe Sect.

Meng Yu's battle scenes from the Ascension List were being projected to the audience on-site through the Water Mirror Technique.

Even Master Tianyue, who had come for negotiations, was present in his own person.

After Meng Yu killed the Hundred Victories True Lord for the third time, Master Tianyue made a snap decision, took his leave from True Monarch Youyun, exited the Mountain Gate Formation, and came to visit Meng Yu, expressing his willingness to concede!

The sects in the northwest had always been observing the battles between Meng Yu and the Eternal Night Palace. Whatever Lan Qiong could think of, they were more capable of, and many believed Meng Yu's bluster was because, from head to toe, he fought with ordinary weapons, or even those snatched from his enemies.

Any cultivator with a bit of background would cultivate and use their most proficient weapons and magical treasures, whereas Meng Yu's situation, as poor as a loose cultivator, exuded a pathetic air — how could he possibly be the son of someone who had achieved Divinity Transformation?

He had no Life-bound Magic Artifact; his sword wasn't even as good as what those at Foundation Establishment used!

Yet today, having seen Meng Yu's battle with the Hundred Victories True Lord, Master Tianyue suddenly shuddered.

Could it be... that his own perspective was too narrow?

A hundred thousand years ago, someone with but a Wooden Sword roamed the world, fought through hundreds of thousands of miles, repeatedly escaping from the brink of death, and ultimately became an undefeated Sword Master.

Eighty thousand years ago, a Daoist turned from righteousness to wickedness, then from wickedness to sanctity, betraying promises and committing patricide and sororicide, yet achieved invincibility, having mooched countless times.

Many great figures, who appeared foolish, stupid, and shameless in their youth, but when they climbed step by step to the peak, you'd realize that they had their own pursuits!

Meng Yu didn't use magical treasures, divine weapons, or any remarkable cultivation techniques — all his methods were common as mud, visible at a glance, just like his recent sword fight with the Hundred Victories True Lord.

From any angle, Master Tianyue could only see that Meng Yu's moves were a kind of animal-shaped sword technique, an embodiment of the Crane Shaped Sword Skill, without any superfluous shapes — simple and clear, he could perform them flawlessly.

But Meng had perfected them!

"I am the Immortal Crane; I am the wind. I don't embrace all creation; I've reached the pinnacle!"

So... was such a person frightening?

You meet a genuine scion with a super background who starts from mundane jobs, enduring hardship first, never indulging in pleasure, meticulous and perfect in his work, voluntarily taking on extremely dangerous tasks.

You might mock such a person for being an idiot, wasting precious time, and not cherishing their life, but... you would definitely think that if this person didn't die, he would certainly become a remarkable figure!

And now, having seen Meng Yu fight the Hundred Victories True Lord with the Green Steel Sword, Master Tianyue suddenly understood what Meng was doing.

Honing his sword!

From beginning to end, that's what he was doing with his sword.

Whether it was coming to the Western Wastes alone, traversing ten thousand miles in the northwest sword fighting, or subsequently engaging in online combat, to him, honor, Spirit Stones, wealth, inheritance, beauties... countless things that many people dream of, for him, they were merely tools.

Including this very battle against Cool Breeze Mountain!

Thus, he decided to bow down to Meng Yu.

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Meng Yu wasn't terrifying; he could be beaten, but his father was definitely a madman. To raise such a son, and to allow him to act this way, such a person was far too terrifying.