Sword Qi to the Sky

Chapter 428 What kind of world is it?
One year later, in Xijiang City.

The streets of the city were bustling with people. A group of people were sitting outside a small noodle shop. One table in particular caught their attention: a man and two women. The man exuded an air of nobility, while the women seemed to have stepped out of a painting.

These three people were Li Fan, Lu Yuan, and Yue Qingqiu.

After the battle of Yujing City, they stayed away from the turmoil, as Lishan's current strength was still no match for the imperial court.

Uncle Xing took Huang Xiong to cultivate.

The second senior brother is about to embark on a long journey to travel the world.

Li Fan thought that when he saw his junior brother again in the future, his junior brother should be a great sword cultivator of the seventh realm.

They had also been in seclusion for some time before finally arriving at this relatively small city in the heart of the Dali region.

The noodle shop was packed with people. The owner was very skilled and had been there for many years. Li Fan and his friends were staying nearby and often came over to sit and listen to what was happening outside. They got to know each other quite well over time.

People around them would occasionally glance at them, especially Lu Yuan and Yue Qingqiu, who attracted the most attention. Even though they had slightly altered and concealed their appearances, their beauty was still undeniable.

"Have you all heard? The Sword Saint Ranking and Famous Sword Ranking have changed again. Jiang Tai'a has topped the Famous Sword Ranking with his Dao Body Realm, surpassing many predecessors."

"Of course I've heard of it. In the battle of Yujing City, all three famous sword cultivators made it onto the list, but judging from the current battle record, Jiang Tai'a is the strongest."

"The Twin Swords of Lishan and Jiang Tai'a of Lingxiao Pavilion will inevitably clash in the future. Although Jiang Tai'a forcefully questioned Bai Yujing, it is still unknown who will be stronger in their confrontation."

The people around became interested and started discussing it.

The Battle of Yujing City had a tremendous impact, spreading throughout the land.

Li Fan also heard about Jiang Tai'a's challenge to Bai Yujing. It seemed that Jiang Tai'a of Lingxiao Pavilion was challenging him from afar, wanting to compete for the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Since then, the debate between him and Jiang Tai'a over who was stronger has become a popular topic of conversation among the cultivators of Dali.

He also knew that one day in the future, he and Jiang Tai'a would inevitably have to fight again, and the argument would probably only end when that day came.

"Here comes the noodles."

At this moment, a sweet-looking girl came over and handed the noodles to Li Fan and the others. The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with bright and clear eyes, as if she was full of expectations for the beauty of the world.

"Brother Lu, who do you think is stronger, Li Fan or Jiang Tai'a?" The girl seemed quite interested in the topic being discussed and asked Li Fan with a smile.

"I don't know," Li Fan said with a smile, shaking his head. "What do you think?"

“I don’t know either.” The girl shook her head: “I’ve heard many people talk about that battle. It is said that Li Fan of Lishan is not only extraordinary in swordsmanship, but also handsome and unrestrained; and there is Jiang Tai’a, who is incomparably arrogant. They are all the top figures in the world. How can I be qualified to judge?”

"However, I think Brother Lu and the two older sisters also have extraordinary bearing; they might be formidable figures as well," the girl said innocently.

"You figured it out," Li Fan replied jokingly.

"That's right, my sister is also very beautiful, but she's still quite a bit less so than the two fairy sisters," the girl said.

"I also have an older sister, how come I've never seen her?" Li Fan asked, having visited the area many times before.

"My sister married Lord He, who is a big shot in Xijiang City. He even knows the city lord," the girl said with some pride.

"Xiao Zhu, stop talking nonsense and disturbing Young Hero Lu." An old man stepped forward, bowed to Li Fan and the others, and said, "This little girl likes to talk nonsense, please don't take offense, Young Hero."

"How can you talk nonsense? I visited my sister a few days ago." The girl smiled and said, "There might be good news coming in the next few days."

"Oh?" Li Fan asked, "What good news?"

"Father is going to be a grandfather!" Xiaozhu said happily. A smile also appeared on the old man's face. He said to Li Fan, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, young hero. Today's noodles are on me."

"Okay, then I'll have some good luck," Li Fan said with a smile as he ate his noodles.

"This is the warmth of everyday life, it's so nice," Yue Qingqiu said softly.

“The everyday life in the city has a unique charm,” Lu Yuan said. Li Fan looked at the two of them and said, “Aren’t we experiencing the everyday life right now?”

Lu Yuan glanced at Li Fan with her beautiful eyes. If he weren't a sword cultivator from Li Mountain, being able to spend his life like this would be considered a kind of fulfillment.

A series of hurried footsteps came from afar. Seeing them arrive, the old man and Xiao Zhu went to greet them and asked politely, "Butler Wu, what brings you here?"

"I've come to inform you that Madam Mei has passed away due to complications during childbirth," the visitor said.

The old man stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning. Xiaozhu was also stunned, tears streaming down her face. She said, "No, my sister was fine just a few days ago."

"It's absolutely true. The child couldn't be saved either. These are the things the father asked me to bring as his last wishes and condolences." The housekeeper handed a box to the old man.

The old man took it, and his cloudy eyes suddenly brightened. He looked up at the steward and said, "Xiao Mei is also a cultivator. She is usually in good health. How could she be like this? I need to go and see Xiao Mei."

"The master has already ordered Madam Mei's body to be cremated," Butler Wu replied. "Cremated?" The old man stared at him, asking, "What does your master mean?"

“Mr. Xu, I understand how you feel, but it’s come to this, and we can only offer our condolences,” said Butler Wu.

"No, I need to see him alive or dead." The old man's eyes were bloodshot; he didn't believe it.

"Hmph." Butler Wu snorted coldly, and several people behind him took a step forward. Immediately, an oppressive aura came from the side. A young man with fair skin and a sinister aura stepped out and said in a low voice, "I'm giving you face by informing you. Don't be ungrateful, old man."

"How could you do this?" the girl said, wiping away her tears.

"To die for Hezhuang is her honor," the wicked young man said with a cold laugh.

"I want to report this to the authorities," the old man said.

"Report to the authorities?" The young man stared at him. "Whatever."

"The everyday life of ordinary people?" Li Fan murmured with emotion. In this world, even wanting to be an ordinary person is not an easy thing.

Li Fan turned his gaze to the sinister-looking youth. He sensed a peculiar aura emanating from the man and couldn't help but frown.

“Not a demon, yet possessing demonic blood,” Yue Qingqiu transmitted to Li Fan.

"The child of a human and a demon?" Li Fan was taken aback, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

So this matter is not as simple as it seems.

He stood up and said to the girl, "Xiaozhu, I'll take you to find your sister."

Xiao Zhu was taken aback and looked up at Li Fan beside her.

“Brother Lu…” She was afraid of implicating Li Fan.

"Hmm?" The devilishly handsome young man frowned. "Who are you?"

Li Fan glanced at him, raised his hand and grabbed at him from a distance. A phantom hand gripped the other man's throat and lifted him into the air.

"What is your relationship with Lord He?" Li Fan asked.

"How dare you..." Butler Wu and the others shouted, their auras as cultivators erupting. Li Fan glanced at them, and with a soft "plop" sound, blood flashed, and the group died instantly.

"Speak," Li Fan asked, looking at the devilishly handsome young man.

"That's my father. Do you know who my father is?" The wicked young man exuded a violent aura, but he couldn't break free.

"Is it a demon?" Li Fan asked. The sinister youth's expression changed drastically. A cold light flashed, and with a soft "plop," blood seeped from the sinister youth's brow, and he died instantly.

Li Fan turned around and glanced at the old man and the girl. A large sword was suspended in front of them. He said, "Go up."

"Brother Lu."

"Young hero..."

The father and daughter stepped onto the greatsword, which instantly pierced through the air. Li Fan followed beside them, streaking across the sky like lightning.

"A great swordsman!" The crowd around the noodle shop was shocked and got up to run, while some even flew through the air.

The swords whistled through the air at incredible speed, and in no time they arrived outside a huge manor.

“Brother Lu, Crane Manor is just ahead,” Xiao Zhu said, pointing to the manor.

Li Fan nodded, and his divine sense swept forcefully across the manor.

This sweeping glance sent a shiver down Li Fan's spine, his face turning extremely cold, and a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.

There were many children in the manor.

He even swept the newborn baby.

And they all possessed the same aura as the sinister young man from before.

"Who dares to be so insolent?" A loud shout rang out, and powerful auras emanated from Crane Manor, sweeping towards Li Fan.

"Boom." Li Fan's divine sense fell like a sharp sword, piercing the primordial spirits of those people, causing muffled groans to echo throughout the manor.

He took a step forward, and a terrifying aura descended upon the entire manor, causing the people inside to look up in horror.

Li Fan's eyes burned with murderous intent. In the human cultivation world, within the city, demons had actually built nests and were using human women to reproduce.

This made him wonder what kind of world Dali was today.
(End of this chapter)