I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 456 The army is defeated and flees; a storm is brewing.
Even without drawing their sword or holding a sword at all, a peerless swordsman can still make people clearly feel the incomparably sharp sword intent.

As Ying Xun spoke, Po Jun felt a sword aura pressing down on him. Every word was like a sharp sword, piercing his skin as if pricked by needles.

"My sword is everywhere."

This sentence is not easy to understand. At least Wen Chou Chou, Lian Xiang, and Qiu Jin did not understand it. However, Po Jun came from the Sword Sect and had just witnessed the "betrayal" of the Greedy Wolf Sword, so he understood it.

This is the legendary Heavenly Sword Realm, transcending the unity of man and sword, revered by all swords, and regarded as the heavens above.

This is also why his Greedy Wolf Sword betrayed him.

However... he couldn't accept that Ying Xun, at such a young age, could actually reach the Heavenly Sword Realm.

Could it be that I really am a useless piece of trash?!

Po Jun fell into self-doubt.

Ying Xun ignored him and spoke again.

"Your sword is my sword!"

With a "hum", the Greedy Wolf Sword in Po Jun's hand vibrated and flew out of his hand uncontrollably.

As the sword flashed, it pierced towards its original owner.

Po Jun hurriedly used his Heavenly Blade to resist, but with a clang, he felt a tremendous force coming from him and was knocked back several steps by his own Greedy Wolf Sword.

"Your knife is quite good."

Ying Xun glanced at the Heavenly Blade in Po Jun's hand, then spoke again, his voice flat and emotionless.

"A knife can also be made into a sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Po Jun suddenly flipped the Heavenly Blade in his hand, turning it into a sword. The sword energy was released instantly, so fast that Po Jun couldn't react at all.

With a sharp "rip," a gash appeared on Po Jun's leather jacket, revealing exposed flesh and a pool of blood.

"Damn it, who exactly are you?!"

Po Jun's face turned pale, and he was terrified. He felt that the opponent's aura was becoming more and more ethereal, but the sword intent was becoming more and more magnificent and sharp, as if a ten-thousand-foot sword mountain was rising from the ground and piercing the sky.

At this moment, Po Jun felt as insignificant as an ant, as if even breathing and thinking had become difficult.

He came from the Sword Sect and had extraordinary martial arts talent. He had seen countless masters in his life. In terms of swordsmanship alone, he had only suffered a loss at the hands of Wuming. However, the level of swordsmanship he had just witnessed was the highest he had ever seen in his life.

Even his cultivation level was extremely profound, far surpassing his.

"I, as you know, I am Ying Xun."

Ying Xun remained calm and composed throughout, but Po Jun sensed that the sword energy and intent within the teahouse were growing stronger.

"Didn't you just ask me to draw my sword? Well then, I'll show you my sword."

"A sword is a sword, a knife is a sword, grass and trees are swords, flowers and stones are swords, even doors, windows, tables and chairs are swords. Everything in the world can be a sword!"

As Ying Xun uttered the word "sword" one after another, the entire teahouse began to emanate sharp sword energy.

An endless stream of sword intent surged from his body, like a tidal wave crashing into the sky, as if to shatter the heavens and earth and dominate all living beings.

As the sword intent surged, the wall of energy supported by Po Jun's powerful true energy shattered with a crash. His clothes were torn by strands of fine sword energy, exposing his skin to the sword energy, leaving fine sword marks, and blood gushed out.

In just a few moments, he was covered in blood.

"You...who are you?"

Looking at the man in the blue robe in front of him, Po Jun felt his scalp tingle and even stammered.

Finally, he went completely mad, shaking his head and saying, "No, no, you're not human!"

With his cultivation level, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was invincible and had few rivals. However, in front of Ying Xun, he felt like an ant.

"It seems the God of Immortality didn't tell you much. Besides being called Ying Xun, I am still 'me'."

"The most terrifying thing on the list of panicked people—me?!"

"good."

Ying Xun looked up, his eyes as deep as the starry sky of a midsummer night.

Po Jun's gaze met Ying Xun's eyes, and he saw a flash of golden light in Ying Xun's eyes. He couldn't help but tremble, and then he felt as if those eyes had turned into two huge black holes, with a powerful suction force surging out from them, as if to swallow the entire world. He himself felt as if he had fallen into the black hole and kept falling...

In a daze, Po Jun suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and his dazed eyes regained their clarity.

This guy killed countless people throughout his life, and his strong will meant that it wasn't surprising that he could pull his mind out of the mental vortex in time.

However, after this incident, he was terrified.

At this moment, Po Jun had only one thought.

That is……

escape!
Po Jun reached out, pulled back the Tan Lang Sword, smashed through the window, and burst into the torrential rain.

Ying Xun did not pursue them, but simply looked out the window and said something indifferently.

"Rain can also be a sword!"

Rain is sword, rain falls everywhere and swords fly everywhere.

The rain poured down from above, carrying a sharp edge.

Even the most skilled person cannot avoid getting soaked in a downpour unless they use their inner energy to withstand the rain.

Po Jun, however, clearly does not yet possess that strength.

"what……"

Amidst the torrential rain, a series of piercing screams and wails could be heard.

And the sound grew fainter and fainter until it was eventually drowned out by the sound of the torrential rain.

"Young master, is he... dead?"

Qiu Jin asked, lost in thought.

In fact, it wasn't just her; Wen Chou Chou and Lian Xiang were also stunned and lost in thought.

In their eyes, Ying Xun merely uttered a few words, causing Po Jun to become a blood-soaked figure, flee in terror through a broken window, and then seemingly encounter misfortune, his fate unknown.

They weren't unaware of Ying Xun's prowess, but they never imagined he would be this powerful—he was practically a god or a demon.

Ying Xun shook his head: "No."

You Ruo put down her teacup and asked with some confusion, "Then why didn't you kill him?"

"Although there is a path in Taoism called the Path of Slaughter, we must also talk about the virtue of cherishing life. He has no grudge against me, and since he has already been taught a lesson today, I will spare his life."

In addition, it is also because Po Jun will later reform his ways.

Consider it giving him a chance.

Of course, this is on the premise that Po Jun will not provoke him again; otherwise, Po Jun will have no chance of reforming.

You Ruo was about to say something when she heard Ying Xun laugh and say, "Really, we just got rid of one swordsman and now we have another knife-wielder."

Upon hearing this, You Ruo looked out the window and saw a figure rushing towards her in the heavy rain.

In a short while, he stepped into the teahouse; it was Nie Feng.

"Master Feng."

"Steward Wen, what are you doing here?"

Nie Feng strode over, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Brother Ying, Junior Sister Youruo."

"Didn't you already betray the World Society? Why are you still calling me Junior Sister?" Ying Xun teased.

Nie Feng choked, about to reply, when suddenly a woman's scream came from inside. The shopkeeper hurriedly ran out of the inner room.

It was obvious that the young woman had just been so frightened that she went into premature labor.

"Young lady, could you please look after my wife for a moment? I'll go and fetch a midwife."

You Ruo naturally didn't know how to take care of a woman in labor, but the situation was urgent, so she couldn't refuse. She nodded, and before she could even speak, the tea shop owner rushed out in the rain.

So You Ruo could only look at Ying Xun, somewhat at a loss, and asked, "What should we do?"

"Don't panic. Go in first and calm her down. If the situation is critical, transfer some internal energy to her. We'll go prepare some hot water and such."

Having been a father several times and personally delivered several children, Ying Xun was quite experienced and directed Wen Chou Chou and Nie Feng in an orderly manner.

The midwife arrived quickly. Just as they started heating the water, a woman in her forties followed the young man in a hurry and then went into the delivery room.

Time slowly passed amidst the screams. By nightfall, the cries from the delivery room had become very weak, and the midwife hurriedly emerged from the delivery room.

"Xu Erlang, my stepmother... is having a difficult childbirth... you must..."

The midwife stammered, and couldn't even bear to finish her sentence. In any dynasty, a difficult childbirth could easily result in the death of both mother and child.

The midwife's questions were obviously aimed at him, asking whether to save the mother or the child.

Without any hesitation, the handsome young man knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Protect Wanniang! Protect Wanniang!"

"Well, I know a little about childbirth, so why don't I go in and take a look? Maybe both the mother and the child can be saved."

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

The handsome young man's eyes, which had been brimming with tears, suddenly lit up. Without saying a word, he pulled Ying Xun and walked into the delivery room.

In the delivery room, the young woman, who had been exhausted and was barely breathing, saw her husband enter and used the last of her strength to say one sentence.

"Save the children."

As soon as she uttered those three words, she fainted.

"Wan Niang!"

The handsome young man let out a wail and was about to rush over, but Ying Xun grabbed him.

"Don't worry, he's not dead. Go outside and wait."

Half an hour later.

The sound of a baby crying came from the delivery room, which put everyone's minds at ease.

"Amazing, truly amazing! This is the first time I've ever seen a woman who fainted during labor still manage to give birth successfully."

The midwife walked out of the delivery room with a look of surprise and said with a smile, "Erlang, congratulations, mother and daughter are safe. Let me help you tidy up first, and you can come in later."

"Okay, thank you, Sixth Aunt."

The handsome young man wept with joy. If the midwife hadn't given him instructions, he would have rushed into the delivery room immediately.

Ying Xun only came out of the room after the midwife returned to the delivery room.

"Congratulations, it's a little girl. She looks like you. Daughters resemble their fathers, so she's sure to have a blessed future."

"Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much, sir."

Without saying a word, the handsome young man kowtowed.

Ying Xun waved his hand: "It's alright, go in and take a look."

"May I?"

"can."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, the handsome young man hurriedly got up from the ground and rushed into the delivery room.

You Ruo craned her neck and peered inside, then asked, "Husband, is that little girl cute?"

"cute."

"When will we have a lovely baby?" You Ruo asked, gently stroking her flat stomach as she spoke.

Seeing this, Ying Xun leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

You Ruo's face instantly turned bright red, and she gave a barely audible "Mmm": "I want to go in and take a look."

"You go ahead, I'll talk to Nie Feng."

A small lamp flickered on the table, casting somewhat distorted shadows of several people.

Ying Xun poured himself and Nie Feng a cup of tea and slowly took a sip.

How is my father-in-law doing now?

Nie Feng remained silent for a long while before speaking: "He was ambushed and seriously injured by the new leader of the World Society. He recently encountered me and Senior Brother Yun, and his whereabouts are currently unknown."

Ying Xun was taken aback: "You and Bu Jingyun couldn't defeat him even when they joined forces?"

"He was rescued by a master."

"What kind of expert?" Ying Xun pressed.

“He’s a strange man who wears an ice mask. His martial arts are superb. Even if my senior brother Yun, Senior Wuming, and I joined forces, we were no match for him.” Nie Feng said, as if he suddenly remembered something: “By the way, that strange man also asked Senior Wuming to pass on a message to you, saying that the capital city is welcoming the Nineteenth Young Master.”

Needless to say, it's Indra.

Ying Xun hummed in agreement: "Besides that, what else is happening in the martial world?"

"Furthermore, the World Society is currently leaderless. Senior Brother Shuang has temporarily taken over the World Society, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Xun interrupted, "Wait a minute, isn't the Purple-Clad Boss the new leader of the World Society? How come Qin Shuang has temporarily taken over?"

"It's a long story."

Nie Feng sighed and slowly recounted the whole story.

It turns out that after the leader of the Purple Robe Society took over as the head of the Tianxia Society, he not only failed to strictly control his subordinates, but also frantically recruited people from all walks of life in the martial arts world. Because he didn't care about their character, the Tianxia Society became a mixed bag.

About five days ago, a group from the World Society was on a campaign against a Jianghu (martial arts world) force when they attempted to massacre a passing village. However, they encountered a chivalrous martial artist.

After killing that group of people, this warrior continued his rampage towards the Tianshan headquarters.

The journey was filled with bloodshed and carnage.

The experts from the World Society tried to stop him, but for this martial artist, it was just a matter of a few punches and kicks. Even Qin Shuang, a rising star in the martial arts world, was almost killed by him with a single punch.

Later, the leader of the purple-clad gang personally took on the challenge, but this ruthless man who had dethroned Xiong Ba was also severely injured. If he hadn't been prepared in advance and escaped into the underground passage, he would probably have been killed by a single punch.

Then, the warrior declared atop the Tianshan Mountains that if the World Society dared to harass ordinary people again, he would expel the World Society from the list.

This martial artist is named Wu Wudi!

His actions this time made the world witness the weight of the Shock List for the first time.

One person almost brought down the entire Tianxia Society.

In the end, Nie Feng couldn't help but sigh, "I never expected that the World Society would change hands twice in just half a year. Now that Senior Brother Shuang is in control of the World Society, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult for him to hold onto it."

"Oh, why?"

“Yesterday, I received a message from Senior Brother Shuang, saying that a force called Wushen Juegong was attacking the Tianxia Hui. Those people are extremely skilled in martial arts and have taken over more than a dozen branch altars in just a few days. I planned to investigate secretly, but I didn’t expect to run into you here.”

Upon hearing this, Ying Xun slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "Damn it, those Japanese devils really have no end in their desire to destroy China!"

Seeing him so angry for the first time, Nie Feng was stunned.

"Brother Ying, do you know about this Wushen Jue Palace?"

"I know, it's a force from Japan. The master of the Wushen Palace is a guy named Jue Wushen, he's quite powerful, his strength is even above my father-in-law."

Speaking of Godless, Ying Xun suddenly remembered something: "Speaking of which, do you still remember your mother?"

"My mother?"

Nie Feng was taken aback, and said with a strange expression, "Why are you suddenly bringing her up? You know about my mother?"

Ying Xun nodded: "I know. She's with Jue Wushen now, and she even gave birth to your half-brother."

Nie Feng remained silent for a while before asking, "Is she doing well?"

"Um...it's fine."

"As long as you're doing well, that's all that matters."

Nie Feng smiled wistfully, seemingly unwilling to talk much about his mother who abandoned him, and changed the subject, saying, "Besides what I've mentioned, the peerless sword of Baijian Villa is about to be forged, and we are inviting swordsmen from all over the world to come and see it."

"A peerless sword is about to be born, and a storm is about to break out."

Upon hearing this, Nie Feng couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, the winds of change are rising, and the world is about to descend into chaos again."

A storm is brewing.

The same word, but the two people meant it differently.

Nie Feng was merely implying that the world was about to descend into chaos, while Ying Xun, in addition to conveying that meaning, was also referring to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun.

After all, it was when Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, wielding swords and blades, truly rose to prominence.

However, Ying Xun did not offer any explanation, but simply smiled faintly and said, "A peerless sword is about to be born, why don't you go and take a look?"

"Are you planning to go take a look? Do you want to come along?"

Upon hearing Nie Feng's invitation, Ying Xun thought for a moment and then shook his head: "I have to go to the capital first to see Di Shitian, and while I'm at it, I'll also try to bring my father-in-law back."

(End of this chapter)