Li Qingshan sniggered and stood with his arms crossed. Yin Xiaochou sure had an unlucky name. He always chose to challenge him when he was at his most powerful. It was impossible for him not to worry.
His behavior only made the swordmasters and elders of the Sword Collection palace even more furious. They said together, "Please grant us your permission, palace master!"
The master of the Sword Collection palace frowned slightly, while Ming Fei and Ji Xuanri looked at one another. They had all witnessed Li Qingshan's strength. Yin Xiaochou had no chance of victory at all. However, if they just said that, Yin Xiaochou would definitely be unwilling to accept it, and the others would not accept it either. However, if they allowed Li Qingshan to use the methods of the Demon King here, there would be a lot of trouble.
After a moment of thought, the master of the Sword Collection palace nodded.
"Thank you, palace master." Yin Xiaochou clasped his hands and turned to look at Li Qingshan.
"Then I'll lose again!" Li Qingshan made his way out of the hall and brushed past Yin Xiaochou. He arrived on the terrace in front of the hall and gazed at the Sword Collection peak in the sky.
Yin Xiaochou followed close behind. He said to Li Qingshan's back, "If you don't have a suitable sword, you can choose one on the Sword Collection peak before you spar with me."
Not only did he want to win, but he wanted to win in an upright manner.
"There's no need for all the trouble!" Li Qingshan turned around.
"What, you still want to use the water sword?" Yin Xiaochou's face turned slightly cold.
"No, my swordsmanship has already reached a higher realm. I don't have a sword in my hand, nor do I have a sword in my heart. Come at me!" Li Qingshan brought his fingers together like a sword.
All the sword cultivators frowned. Talking about a higher realm of swordsmanship in the Sword Collection palace was basically showing off before an expert. What "I don't have a sword in my hand, nor do I have a sword in my heart" was even more nonsense.
"You're asking to be humiliated. Watch my sword!"
Yin Xiaochou bellowed out, and his various emotions diluted and dispersed, turning into a faint sense of sorrow. The Breaking Water sword leapt out of its sheath silently. The curved blade was like a crescent moon, flying out from the calm surface of the lake and sweeping towards Li Qingshan's throat.
"Water Severing Worries!"
It was like a glimpse of the world, yet it was also like an antelope hanging its horn, untraceable.
All the sword cultivators gasped in admiration. As expected of the descendant of a famous sword. Even they did not dare to say that they could block the power of this sword. They could only temporarily avoid it.
Meanwhile, Li Qingshan did not move. He had once exclaimed in admiration of Yin Xiaochou's sword will. Now, Yin Xiaochou's sword will was ten times better than before. It was indeed a peerless sword technique inherited from the Ten Famed Swords.
There was nothing wrong with the sword intent, the problem was that it was too slow and powerless!
Just when all the sword cultivators thought that this sword would kill Li Qingshan on the spot, Li Qingshan stretched out his right hand. Without using any sword or saber techniques, he gently twisted his middle finger and index finger.
The flying moon turned back into the blade of the sword. The blade of the sword suddenly froze and could not advance another inch. Yin Xiaochou's expression froze as well.
He didn't even need to use his Devil Qi, let alone the Water Sword!
"There are always things in this world that you can't sever, such as worries, like flowing water, like me!"
Li Qingshan's voice was filled with a faint sigh. The feeling of showing off in front of a bunch of pretentious peddlers sure was exhilarating.
All the sword cultivators were rendered speechless.
"H- how is this possible …" Yin Xiaochou released his grip on the hilt and took a step back as he murmured to himself.
To a sword cultivator, the sword was as important as his life. He had unconsciously released his grip on the hilt. Clearly, his mind was in a mess.
After decades of bitter cultivation and pursuit, he had finally arrived in front of his opponent, but his opponent had actually forgotten his name. He wanted to take revenge, but he found that the distance between them had widened even further. Suddenly, he felt that everything he had done was in vain.
Suddenly, a hand pressed down on his shoulder, and the palace master said, "Xiaochou, there's no need for you to lose heart. Fellow Li has already undergone the third heavenly tribulation. You're obviously not his opponent."
"The third heavenly tribulation!" Yin Xiaochou cried out involuntarily, gazing at Li Qingshan in disbelief.
The sword cultivators were all stunned. Undergoing the third heavenly tribulation was equivalent to reaching the apex of the nine provinces. Across the entire world, all of them were renowned figures. Just how old was the person before them, yet he had already undergone the third heavenly tribulation. What kind of cultivation speed was this?
Only a few people knew about Li Qingshan undergoing the third heavenly tribulation. Even if they knew, they were unwilling to spread it, as his cultivation was far too similar to the Demon King's.
And, the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga was already prepared to hold a grand ceremony to celebrate Little Ann when she was conferred the title of Monk King. They would invite all the great cultivators of the Green province and even the fellow buddhists from the outer sect. Li Qingshan would never receive such treatment.
Li Qingshan tossed the Breaking Water sword back to Yin Xiaochou. Yin Xiaochou gazed at the blade, and his expression was reflected on it. After a while, he said, "I'm going back to cultivate." Afterwards, he flew off Heaven's Leaning peak. He did not ride on his sword.
The sword cultivators were all gloomy. The palace master gazed at Yin Xiaochou's figure and thought, Xiaochou, it's about time you understand that the greatest sorrow in the world is powerlessness! If you're powerless, then it's impossible for you to relieve your sorrow!
Li Qingshan shrugged and turned around to the palace master. "Can I draw my sword now?"
"Anytime, but since you're a guest elder of my Sword Collection palace, you must abide by the rules of my Sword Collection palace!" said the palace master.
"What rules?"
"You can't use force to take it!" said the palace master.
"Then what should I use?" Li Qingshan answered with a question.
"Heart! The Sword Selection ceremony is not just a person choosing a sword, but a sword choosing a person too! "said the palace master.
"Alright, I'll try my best."
Li Qingshan did not think much of it. From the Soaring Dragon sword to the Wildflower blade at the end of the road, not a single weapon had chosen him, obediently allowing him to use it. However, in the end, he still had to use it however he wanted.
I've not worked so hard to cultivate just so weapons can pick and choose!
"You need to seal your cultivation!" said the palace master sternly.
Li Qingshan was slightly taken aback. He smiled playfully. "You're making things difficult for me, palace master!" Not being able to draw the best sword was a small matter, but if his cultivation was sealed, he would be at the mercy of others once the Sword Collection palace turned against him.
"These are the rules. They're not targeting you!"
Said the palace master. Those who could draw their swords on the Sword Collection peak were all disciples who had just undergone the first heavenly tribulation. Not only did they have the right, but they were also not powerful enough to contend against the Sword Collection peak. They could only choose their swords based on their luck. However, at Li Qingshan's level of strength, he could ignore his heart and draw his sword with force.
"Since you've said that, then that's fine!" Li Qingshan spread his arms and said calmly, "Please seal my cultivation, palace master!"
The palace master walked over and pressed his fingers together like a sword, immediately tapping all of Li Qingshan's major acupoints. With each tap, a strand of sword Qi would flow in, and the dense demon qi would withdraw slightly. When it was forced back into the demon heart, it had already been enveloped by layers of sword Qi.
It was difficult for Li Qingshan to use all of his human cultivation, but the palace master only needed a single thought to trigger the sword Qi and destroy his demon heart.
Li Qingshan looked at the master of the Sword Collection palace before him with a smile. There were some things that could not be sealed. That was his greatest power. He only needed a single thought to suppress the sword qi. Even if he became slightly injured, it would not be a big deal.
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