Qing City.
A spiritual message flew into the study.
Prince Qing extended his hand, and the spiritual message landed in his palm.
He extended his Divine Sense and read the message.
A moment later, he rose from his chair and looked at the empty room. "Li Qiubai has appeared. He's on his way to the Water Cloud Platform."
A blurry ripple flashed, and a black figure suddenly appeared in the study.
"Just as you've planned, Prince Qing. Congratulations, Prince Qing."
"It's still too early to congratulate me." Prince Qing looked ahead with a calm expression.
"What did they say? How long … will it take?"
"At least two months," the black figure replied to Prince Qing.
"Two months …" Prince Qing said in a low voice, "That's too long. Although I've made all the preparations, and everything else is under my control, two months is nothing.
However, Li Qiubai isn't someone I can control. All I can do now is delay him as much as possible.
Tell the Demons to act as soon as possible. For every five days they're able to advance the two-month deadline, I'll add another 10% to the conditions I've promised them. "
"Understood."
Prince Qing waved the black figure away and stood where he was. After a long while, a strange smile appeared on his stern face.
"Li Qiubai, I've set up three heavenly barriers for you. If they still can't stop you, then I'll have nothing to say."
Prince Qing could not help but reminisce.
His life's experiences were legendary. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and was already extraordinary. Yet, he was born with the strength of Vajra, which allowed him to tear tigers and leopards apart. His cultivation talent was extraordinary.
Moreover, he was not someone who was all brawn and no brains.
His shrewdness far surpassed that of others.
In addition, he was fond of the martial path and was skilled in killing. His cultivation had progressed rapidly, and he seemed to have never encountered any obstacles.
Hence, at the age of 2,000, he had become the ruler of his own royal family. His cultivation base had broken through Level Nine, and he had killed countless Demons in the Extraterritorial Battlefield. He was regarded as the Divine General of the Da Xia Kingdom's royal family.
His life had been smooth sailing up to this point. Many people even believed that he would become the next king of the Da Xia Kingdom.
Even he himself thought so.
But who would have thought that before Xia Xuanji died, he didn't pass the position of the Sovereign of the Da Xia Kingdom to him, who was in the limelight at that time, nor did he pass it to any of the other two factions who were famous at that time. Instead, he chose an unknown woman, Xia Xiaoxiao, to be the Sovereign of the Da Xia Kingdom.
Prince Qing was naturally unconvinced.
Then, he met that sword cultivator, the sword immortal named Li Qiubai.
He boasted that he had few opponents in the world, but in front of Li Qiubai, he couldn't even force him to draw his sword.
This cast a great shadow on him.
The stars moved, and ten thousand years passed. His cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. Finally, he took that half a step above Realm Nine.
Even so, he was still extremely wary of Li Qiubai.
After all, Li Qiubai was already a sword immortal ten thousand years ago.
After ten thousand years, he had barely caught up to Li Qiubai's cultivation base ten thousand years ago.
Given Li Qiubai's talent, how could he possibly remain at the same spot for ten thousand years?
With such a person hanging over his head, how could he be arrogant?
That was until he heard the shocking news …
When he first heard the news, he couldn't believe it at all. He felt that no one in the world would do such a thing.
However, after going through many verifications and combining many pieces of information, Prince Qing finally confirmed that this seemingly fantastical piece of news …
It was true!
After the unimaginable shock, he was filled with joy.
He didn't know what Li Qiubai was thinking for him to do such a thing.
But he had to consider that this might be the only chance he would have in his life. He couldn't miss it.
"Winner takes all …" Prince Qing muttered to himself.
.....
The ship traveled down the Lancang River.
The current was extremely rapid, and there were cliffs on both sides. The color of the river gradually deepened, revealing a faint blue that resembled ice crystals.
Wisps of cold air visible to the naked eye rose from the river.
Lu Qingshan, dressed in a black robe, stood at the bow of the ship, holding the hands of his two disciples.
As he poured his spirit energy into their bodies to expel the cold, he smiled and said, "The Lancang River is the place where the Water Cloud Platform refines artifacts. Don't think that this place is already extremely cold. Next, when we get closer to the Water Cloud Platform, it will be extremely cold."
The best places to refine artifacts were all located in wondrous lands, above volcanoes and magma, where they used the power of earthly fire to smelt artifacts, or in heavenly thunder, where they used the power of thunder to temper artifacts …
The Water Cloud Platform, on the other hand, was located above extremely cold water, where it tempered artifacts.
The two girls looked at the Lancang River that was constantly emitting cold air. When they thought about how it would get colder and colder, even with Lu Qingshan's spiritual energy protecting them, they couldn't help but grit their teeth. Their faces turned pale as if they could feel the chill.
Lu Qingshan stood at the bow of the ship, patiently explaining the geography of the Lancang River to his two disciples.
After they left Great Peace City, they went through several teleportation formations, from the lake to the river. Soon, they arrived at the Great Lan Cang River where the Water Cloud Platform was located.
The Lancang River was bitterly cold. There was only cold air in the air, and no air. It was not something that ordinary people could bear.
Because they also brought the two sisters Lin Chuyi and Lin Shiwu, they had no choice but to borrow a large ship.
At this time, the river became narrower and narrower. The cliffs on both sides were as neat as knives, allowing only one ship to pass through.
On the cliff, the words "Water Cloud Platform" were engraved. Beside them, there were many extremely complicated lines, shining brightly.
This line was the door to the Water Cloud Platform. Without permission, entering this line would cause a strange formation to appear. The earth would collapse, the mountains would collapse, and the stairway to heaven would connect with the stone stacks. The danger was unpredictable.
But today, for some reason, the line was wide open and unguarded.
Li Qiubai drifted out of the cabin and looked at the stone walls on both sides of the river. He mumbled, "Fancy!", which was caught by Lu Qingshan, who had sharp ears.
It was like how science looked down on engineering, and engineering looked down on agriculture.
Although there was no difference in strength, in the eyes of sword cultivators, formations were unorthodox. They were complicated and mysterious, but they could not defeat a sword.
They looked down on toys!
Lu Qingshan could not help but smile.
But he thought that this kind of disdain only existed among small sword cultivators like them. He did not expect that the sword immortals who had reached the peak also had this side.
The big shots also had their own tempers.
.....
They did not encounter any obstruction, and no one came out to stop them. They quickly left the line.
Their vision suddenly opened up.
The river slowed from rapid to slow, and the river grew from narrow to wide. It was as if they had come from the gates of hell to the world of the living. It made them feel much better.
However, the cold air was getting denser and denser. Strands of it condensed into balls of mist that were indistinct and difficult to see clearly.
Looking from afar, they could see iron chains as thick as arms floating on the river and extending into the distance.
There was a layer of ice on the iron chains, which made the place even colder.
The iron chains stretched across the river.
The river water below was so cold that it seemed to be solid. It flowed slowly and was very condensed.
This could no longer be considered ordinary river water. It was Mystic Water. Every drop contained boundless coldness, and each of them weighed 50 kilograms.
Refining with Mystic Water could greatly increase the quality of the final product of a magic tool.
Ordinary craftsmen would only be willing to use Mystic Water when they were crafting extremely important magic weapons.
But in a place like this, Mystic Water was everywhere. It was enough for the weapon refiners of the Water Cloud Platform to squander.
What kind of terrifying wealth was this?
For any weapon refiner, a place like this was a holy land that they could only dream of.
Only the Water Cloud Platform of the Da Xia Kingdom's Weapon Refinement Department, backed by the Da Xia Kingdom, could occupy such a precious place.
At this moment, a black line surged out from the clouds formed by the cold air.
Lu Qingshan's eyes narrowed.
Dozens of dragon boats stepped out of the clouds and mist.
On the dragon boats, armored cultivators in black divine armor stood. The atmosphere was solemn.
There were hundreds and thousands of them. Their aura was like a tidal wave.
A single armored cultivator had forced Lu Qingshan to prepare to use the sword seal.
At this moment, thousands of armored cultivators formed a black line. Their aura was indescribable.
Also, Lu Qingshan could clearly sense that the divine armor of the armored cultivators on the dragon boats was far superior to the black-armored cultivator he had met in Great Peace City, whether in terms of mystical power or material.
This was definitely the strongest force of the Water Cloud Platform.
The leader of this army of armored cultivators was a middle-aged man with a burly figure.
He also wore armor, but unlike the others, he did not wear a visor. He had a dignified appearance.
Lu Qingshan frowned.
They've come with ill intentions. They've been prepared for this, he thought.
When they had first entered the One-Line-Sky and passed through the Gates of Hell, no one had stopped them. But as soon as they stepped into the territory of the Water Cloud Platform, they were surrounded by cultivators without any notice. Clearly, they had been waiting for a long time.
The meaning was self-evident.
The leading middle-aged man stood at the bow of the dragon boat. He took a step forward and said loudly, "Who are you?"
"Li Qiubai," the gray-robed Sword Immortal of Chang 'an took a step forward and answered calmly.
The middle-aged man quickly cupped his fists and bowed. "The Water Cloud Platform's Deputy Sect Master, Lu Mingliang, greets Sword Immortal Li. I didn't know Sword Immortal Li was here, so I didn't welcome you. Please forgive me."
"I'm here to see your Water Cloud Platform's Sect Master," Li Qiubai said calmly.
"Isn't this a coincidence? If it were any other time, Sword Immortal Li, my Water Cloud Platform would welcome you with open arms.
It's just that our Water Cloud Tower has been closed off for some reason, so … "Hearing this, Lu Mingliang hesitated.
"What if I insist on seeing him?" Li Qiubai asked again, unconcerned.
"The Water Cloud Platform naturally wouldn't dare to be disrespectful to Sword Immortals. But this is the Water Cloud Platform. Lu Mingliang's eyes were unusually sharp, but his mind was not as calm as his expression and tone.
Sword Immortal of Chang 'an was well-known.
He was the person who left a sword mark on Chang 'an's Black Tortoise Gate.
Even the Sect Master himself would not have the courage to stop him, let alone a mere deputy sect master of the Water Cloud Platform.
If it weren't for the person behind the Water Cloud Platform in the dynasty …
If it weren't for him, Li Qiubai would have fallen from the Sword Immortal Realm, or even broken his ears …
If it weren't for that person, Li Qiubai would not have killed the Water Cloud Platform of the Da Xia Kingdom's Weapons Department …
Even if he was given a hundred guts, he would not dare to stand in front of this Sword Immortal.
But the Silhouette Being's name.
Even with so many factors, Lu Mingliang still felt fear in his heart. He did not dare to act rashly.
Even if this Sword Immortal of Chang 'an was at his weakest, a hungry tiger was still a tiger, not a kitten.
He was not confident, so he could only comfort himself.
This was the Water Cloud Platform, the Weapon Refining Department of the Da Xia Kingdom that had been painstakingly built for ten thousand years. There were hidden dragons and crouching tigers, divine weapons, countless arrays, and even that person's guarantee that today's loss would be compensated double in the future.
In terms of overall strength, Sword Immortals were naturally respected by all. They were the strongest in the world.
But a strong dragon could not suppress a snake in its own territory, not to mention that this strong dragon was now extremely weak.
He didn't believe that this' old 'Sword Immortal would be able to turn the tide in such a situation.
While Lu Mingliang's mind was filled with thoughts, on the other side, Li Qiubai had already laughed softly. He had seen through everything.
"Stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade. Kid, I know that you follow me because you have some thoughts of controlling a thousand songs before dawn, observing a thousand swords before recognizing them. You want to comprehend something from me."
"My, Li Qiubai's, moves are right there. I have never been stingy with my juniors' comprehension. However, those who can learn from them are few and far between. You, on the other hand, have already grasped thirty percent of the charm of the first sword. It is clear that your foundation is extraordinary."
"Only, I have seen countless sword cultivators in my life, and there is no lack of rare geniuses among them. But I have never taken them seriously."
He was already at the peak of this forest of sword dao. No matter how magnificent and outstanding the younger generation was, how could they compare to him in the past?
"Everyone says that I, Li Qiubai, have the best sword intent in the world, and that is indeed the case."
"Those who cultivate sword intent are of the same mind and spirit. Let alone one or two swords, even if I show you my supreme technique, so what?
That girl Xia Daoyun suits my temperament, and you are not bad either. I like the two of you even more. Since we have met by chance, today, I will teach you a sword move. "
"Kid Lu, watch carefully." Li Qiubai stood at the bow of the ship and spoke softly behind him.
Lu Qingshan's mind trembled. He felt that what he was about to see was something he had rarely seen in his life.
This Chang 'an Sword Immortal, who had been famous for a long time, stretched out his right hand after saying those words.
There was no sword in his hand.
"Since the Water Cloud Platform has sealed off the river and is not accepting guests, then I will open the river." He spoke to the army of armored cultivators that was like a tide.
Then, he clasped two of his fingers together, using them as a sword, and casually pointed at the Lancang River.
There was not the slightest bit of killing intent, nor was there the slightest bit of anger.
This finger was casual and casual, without the slightest bit of sword energy. It looked like a child gesturing at the void, without the slightest bit of killing power.
If one had to say what was different about this finger …
It was that it came from a sword immortal.
In the next moment, Li Qiubai's clothes fluttered without any wind.
He did not have Lu Qingshan's handsome appearance, nor did he have a divine weapon in hand. He merely stood there calmly. However, at this moment, Lu Qingshan felt that there was no sword cultivator more outstanding than him in this world.
It was an indescribable aura of elegance.
His finger finally landed.
The sword immortal exhaled softly, which seemed to turn into sword energy.
There was a saying that cultivators in the world were getting worse with each generation.
People often missed the ancient cultivators and sighed with emotion at the glory of the ancient cultivators.
There were also many sayings that the ancient sword cultivators had not left behind. They praised the sword cultivators for their arrogance and carefreeness, and that the current generation of sword cultivators could not compare to them.
From the ancient times to Chang 'an, from Chang' an to Tianyuan.
The crowns covered the roads and the clamor of carriages.
They were not as good as the sword from hundreds of thousands of years ago?!
It was lamentable, laughable, and sad, but it was not credible.
In the early years, some people said that I gave up the Heavenly Craft Sword Moves for the sword intent, which was equivalent to looking down on all the sword moves in the world and the legacy of the ancient sword cultivators. It was equivalent to deceiving my master and destroying my ancestors. It was extremely arrogant.
They did not dare to say it until I became a sword immortal.
They did not dare to say it.
But I, Li Qiubai, have not said anything yet.
They said I was arrogant?
That was not wrong.
I, Li Qiubai, was just pretending to be arrogant.
The ancient sword cultivators were outstanding?
That's because they haven't seen Li Qiubai's sword.
They did not hate the ancients, but they did not see my arrogance!
At first, everything was silent and calm, as if nothing had happened.
The armored cultivators were stunned by Li Qiubai's finger. They did not know what it meant, and even thought that the Chang 'an sword immortal was putting on an act.
But the expression of Lu Mingliang, the vice sect master of the Water Cloud Platform, who was wearing a divine armor, suddenly changed drastically. He revealed an indescribable horror, and his body suddenly shot into the distance as he shouted, "Retreat!"
A moment later.
Wind and clouds surged on the river.
The cold air that had not dissipated for thousands of years seemed to have encountered a gust of wind. The wind rose and the clouds surged, scattering in all directions like melting snow and quickly evaporating.
The Hidden Void mixed with the Great Void, and the Qi steamed the Lancang River.
But that was only the beginning.
Rumble.
At this moment, a line of frost appeared in the middle of the Lancang River, which looked like red mercury and was flowing obscurely like mercury, and lined up to the sides.
No one knew how deep the Lancang River was, but now the bottom could be seen at a glance.
The bottom of the river, which was still wet, was covered with ice crystals. It was a marvelous and magnificent sight.
The cultivators of the Water Cloud Platform had occupied this treasure land for thousands of years. It was probably the first time they saw the bottom of the Lancang River.
The river surged to the sides, and the waves were turbulent.
The dragon boat was also pushed back by the waves. Only the large boat that Lu Qingshan was on remained motionless on the surface of the river. It was not affected at all.
Overturning rivers and seas was the means of Celestial Beings. It was unimaginable.
But in this section of the Lancang River, every drop of water weighed hundreds of kilograms, like mercury.
How could the weight of such a big river made of Mystic Water be imagined by others?
What kind of great power would be needed to drain the river?
Even the dragon king in the river who could ride the clouds and summon the wind and rain would not be able to jump in front of this section of the Lancang River.
However.
Such a big river.
Just like that, it was split open by a finger, and the gap was five hundred feet long.
It was not a sword, but a sword intent.
"The Lancang River has been opened and can no longer be sealed. Is the Water Cloud Platform ready to receive guests now?" Li Qiubai asked with a smile.
The gray-robed man stood at the bow of the boat. With a sword, gods and demons retreated.
Lu Mingliang, who had retreated in time, looked at the Lancang River that had not closed for a long time. His eyes were wide open, and he was speechless.
As long as the sword intent did not dissipate, the Lancang River would not close.
As for how long the sword intent would last, no one knew.
Was this the so-called falling from the Sword Immortal Realm?
Ridiculous!
It was all a rumor, extremely absurd!
If such a sword could not be called a sword immortal, there would be no sword immortals in the world.
This was not just the means of a Celestial Being.
Today, even if a Celestial Being descended to the mortal world, he could only sigh in the face of such a finger and such a sword.
Li Qiubai was the real immortal.
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