Starting My Cultivation With Time Management-Chapter 771 - 8 Splitting Well

Chapter 771: Chapter 8 Splitting Well

Mount Emei, soaring over a thousand feet high. Its unparalleled steepness, with withered pines dangling upside down, has been home to the “Emei Sword Sect” since ancient times, making it the indisputable Sacred Mountain in the hearts of Sword Immortals.

However, even the Mount Emei adored and yearned for by Sword Immortals was now cleaved open by a strike of the Tai Yin Suming Sword!

The Tai Yin Suming Sword, entirely pitch-black, had Sword Qi of a purple hue. With just a single swing of Ling Yunpo mid-air, the Sword Qi abruptly extended nearly a thousand feet, piercing straight down from above into the Emei Golden Summit.

Destroying everything in its path as if tearing through decayed wood or splitting bamboo! The body of Mount Emei was brutally torn apart by the Sword Qi, with massive amounts of earth and rock collapsing down the sides like rivers in spate, plummeting like torrential rain. Birds took flight in startled flocks, and beasts fled with mournful cries; everywhere one looked, the earth shook and mountains quivered like the mortal world had turned into purgatory!

In the mountain side ravines, within the Thunder Cave Flat, the Demon Locking Tower also swayed in the aftermath of this earth-shattering event, causing many Peak Masters and Nascent Soul Elders of Shushan to cry out in terror, “Tai Yin Sword Master, withdraw your divine skills,” almost pleading as they looked towards Qing Heng True Person.

If the Demon Locking Tower truly collapsed, releasing a large number of demons trapped inside, not to mention Shushan which would surely face cruel vengeance, the entire Sichuan Shu region would likely turn into a mortal purgatory!

Although Ling Yunpo was furious, he remained lucid, knowing full well that if he really did bring down the Demon Locking Tower, the countless karmic retributions brought upon the world’s creatures would definitely fall on his own shoulders. Therefore, the way he dispatched his Sword Qi was carefully angled to avoid affecting the Demon Locking Tower at all.

It was only that Nascent Soul Elder Leng Quan who deliberately fled towards the Demon Locking Tower, trying to make Ling Yunpo hesitate between catching a rat and breaking a valuable vase.

As he slightly adjusted the angle, Nascent Soul Elder Leng Quan seized the opportunity to activate a Secret Technique or some Magical Treasure… His figure instantly vanished from the spot, and moments later, reappeared on the other side of the Demon Locking Tower—astonishingly avoiding the terrifying Sword Qi that split Mount Emei.

Ling Yunpo gave a cold glance, easily discerning that it was some kind of space-related Secret Technique, allowing instantaneous movement over a distance regardless of space, but at the cost of a huge consumption of True Yuan.

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Ah Jing had said before that every time she used her save-point teleportation, the Spiritual Energy consumption was astronomical.

You, a mere Nascent Soul Elder, how many times can you use this space Secret Technique?

As many times as you teleport, that’s how many times I’ll strike you down!

Ignoring the wails of the Shushan Peak Masters and Elders below, Ling Yunpo once again raised his arm and delivered another strike.

The Tai Yin Suming Sword fell once again, but from a different angle, thrusting its Sword Qi into the Emei Golden Summit for a second time!

And so, the mountain sides, once split in two, were again divided further.

The cascading streams of earth and stone, like surging rivers and streams, mixed with shattered trees, carcasses of birds and beasts, fragmented ruins of mountain paths, stone steps, and houses, tumbled down in torrents.

At the center of the Sword Qi impact, Nascent Soul Elder Leng Quan indeed failed to dodge this second strike and was instantly blasted into oblivion on the spot. The Sword Qi intermixed with Innate Tai Yin Energy tore his body apart and obliterated him, leaving no trace of life.

Finally achieving his revenge, Ling Yunpo felt a sense of enlightening clarity. Glancing below at the people of Shushan, Long Eyebrow Immortal’s complexion was as dark and defeated as that of a beaten dog, while the expressions of the Peak Masters and Elders shrank away like frightened quails, clearly devoid of any will to fight back.

Only Senior Sister An Zhisu stood there, staring blankly in the distance… Ling Yunpo then felt a jolt in his body—could it be?

Wait, although I deliberately avoided the Demon Locking Tower, did I accidentally hit Qingluo Peak?

Ling Yunpo quickly looked more carefully, scanning for a moment before realizing that he hadn’t struck his own Taoist temple. It was merely the earthquake caused by the residual Sword Qi that had spread over, causing a minor landslide on Qingluo Peak that made it look as if it had been sliced.

If I indeed had cleaved my own doorstep, how would I explain it to Senior Sister? Fortunately, all is well…

Just as he was inwardly relieved, he suddenly saw a brilliant azure Sword Light shoot out from a collapsed area of Qingluo Peak.

The Sword Light circled quickly above Qingluo Peak, then rapidly turned towards the Emei Golden Summit. Then, seeing the dejected and dispirited crowd of Shushan ready to meet their fate and Ling Yunpo imperiously standing in midair, his body enshrouded with black flames like an ancient demon, who wouldn’t (fill in the blank) understand what had happened? A clear voice shouted:

“You scoundrel! Come and pay with your life!”

The unfamiliar visitor directly merged with his sword and charged ferociously towards Ling Yunpo, not hesitating in the slightest.

Ling Yunpo subconsciously used the Tai Yin Suming Sword to block, and halfway through the block, he suddenly realized something and hurriedly reduced the physical strength exerted on the sword…

However, it was ultimately too late to withdraw, and the incoming figure collided with the Tai Yin Suming Sword, immediately rebounding and flying backwards, landing amidst the crowd from Mount Emei below. They staggered to the ground, spat out blood, but appeared to be a middle-aged handsome man with a long beard and a tall figure.

“Master!” An Zhisu cried out in sorrow, quickly rushing over to support him.

“Su’er, step back!” Without further explanation, Su Jian pulled his daughter’s arm away, “This demon is too formidable for you to handle. Leave it to the elders!”

“No! That’s Junior Brother!” An Zhisu said with a sob in her voice, weeping as she spoke.

“So it’s your Junior Brother, then I will…” Su Jian unconsciously began to reply, and then.

After that, he didn’t know what else to say.

For a moment, no one spoke, and only the sound of the collapsing mountains could be heard in the distance.

“Master!” Ling Yunpo also reacted sharply, immediately instructing Ah Jing and Suming to temporarily withdraw their divine skills, gathered all the Tai Yin Energy within his body, and rapidly descended to land in front of Su Jian, crying out, “Master has finally awakened! If you had not come down from the mountain, our Qingluo Peak’s lineage would have been destroyed!”

Su Jian: ???

Wait a minute, with these eyes of mine, isn’t it the lineage of Mount Emei that’s on the verge of destruction? The Ancestral Master Hall of Shushan is already gone, not to mention Emei’s Golden Summit being split into four parts, and then you’re telling me that Qingluo Peak is in imminent danger?

What a joke!

Another streak of sword light flew in from afar, landing in front of everyone; it was the Jade Capital Sect Leader who had already left the scene.

Because he was displeased with how the Long Eyebrow Immortal treated the two True Persons, the Sect Leader left the scene again in anger, took a walk down the Yangtze River to calm his mind, and then took a detour back to Mount Emei.

What he saw was Mount Emei almost being annihilated, his eyes bulging like copper bells, he had the same dumbfounded expression as Su Jian.

It was at this moment that Ling Yunpo, fully aware of the importance of “complaining first,” took advantage of the fact that the people of Mount Emei hadn’t yet come down from their high horses (or had not recovered from their arrogance), to quickly wail, with snot and tears, about the many grievances Qingluo Peak had suffered during the years of Su Jian’s seclusion, one by one.

The monthly stipend of Qingluo Peak had been deducted for nearly a hundred years, that’s true, right?

Many cultivators coming to challenge Senior Sister An to duels, and some even using secret techniques to injure her till she spat blood, that’s no lie, right?

Ling Yunpo, upon joining Qingluo Peak, acquired an Immortal Sword from the Sword Pool and immediately became the target of Ziyun Peak’s scheming and robbery, I’m not lying, am I?

And all the various targeting and ostracization from the rest of Mount Emei, such as the coveted task of conquering the Hundred Thousand Mountains to the south, which came around once in decades; or the grim task of guarding the Demon Locking Tower, which was assigned to them time and time again… Such hardships and grievances are simply too numerous to record!

Finally, Senior Sister An was framed and tied to the Dragon-Imprisoning Pillar to be tortured; I, as her disciple, was forced to flee from Mount Emei, and only dared to return at the risk of my own life upon hearing that Senior Sister was to be executed. Without the assistance of the Immortal Sword, there would have been no chance of survival!

Su Jian listened with a face turning pale, then he turned his head to look at the people of Mount Emei: seeing the Long Eyebrow Immortal ashamed and speechless, and the Peak Masters and Elders looking around guiltily, he clearly understood that what Ling Yunpo said was true, and was so angry that smoke nearly came out of his seven orifices!

Fucking hell, I just went into seclusion to heal for a while, and Qingluo Peak has been bullied to this state?

A Shushan so unjust might as well be split by a sword!

Well split!