Catching Monsters

Chapter 681 Qu Wushang Becomes a Saint

Qi Xinyi, Xie Yifeng, Hua Jingxing, and Long Qixing exchanged glances.

The four of them drew their swords and surrounded Qu Wushang from the four directions: east, west, south, and north.

Qu Wushang's attention and gaze were not on them; instead, he closed his eyes.

"What is Qu Wushang doing?" Xiao Jingzhi asked curiously.

"This servant doesn't know either." Qin Hong, who was standing to the side, also shook his head upon seeing this.

Seeing that Qu Wushang had closed his eyes and was ignoring him, Long Qixing snorted coldly, then took the lead and slashed with his huge longsword.

Although the sword was quite heavy, it moved with incredible speed in Long Qixing's hands, and in an instant, it had already slashed down in front of Qu Wushang.

Qu Wushang bent down to dodge the sword.

The other three quickly followed.

The four sword gods attacked Qu Wushang simultaneously.

Four sword shadows attacked from four directions at incredible speed, but Qu Wushang easily dodged them all.

No matter how tricky the position, Qu Wushang could dodge it with unpredictable movements.

Despite being attacked from both sides, the four sword gods were unable to harm Qu Wushang in the slightest.

Jiang Yun, who was not far away, was shocked when he saw this scene. He knew that the strength of these four sword gods was probably the top combat power below the saint.

Even with the four of them working together, they still couldn't hurt Qu Wushang.
Jiang Yun frowned deeply as he examined Qu Wushang's meridians.

Qu Wushang's meridians were indeed severed. Without meridians and unable to mobilize his magic power, he was still able to move so fast.

Xu Xiaogang had already arrived beside Jiang Yun. Seeing this scene, he whispered, "Even if these four sword gods joined forces, they couldn't hurt Qu Wushang?"

"Brother-in-law, could there be some ulterior motive behind these four people...?"

Jiang Yun glanced back at Xu Xiaogang and said, "Why don't you go up and try it on these four..."

"Don't even mention you, even I would probably find it difficult to withstand a single sword strike from any one of these four sword gods."

All the martial artists in the audience stared wide-eyed, not daring to blink.

Qu Wushang's movements as he dodged the sword techniques of these four sword gods were beyond their ability to learn, but their sword techniques had already reached their pinnacle.

Among those present, Xiang Hui was considered one of the best in swordsmanship, but even he frowned slightly after seeing the swordsmanship of these four sword gods.

After all, the Xiang family has a long tradition of sword practice, and Xiang Hui, as a top expert in the first-grade realm, often dreams of becoming one of the sword gods.

Xiang Hui even considered having a match with Hua Jingxing, but Hua Jingxing had no interest in it and refused to participate.

But now it seems there's a reason why these four are called sword gods.

Xiang Hui kept looking back and forth at the four people's swordsmanship, and benefited greatly from it.

Meanwhile, Qu Wushang on the field did not retaliate, but kept dodging, while the four sword gods pursued him relentlessly.

Sword shadows filled the training ground.

In other words, the four sword masters had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship and control over sword energy, and the people sitting around watching were not affected.

After hacking for a while, Long Qixing's face gradually showed impatience. He said, "Qu Wushang! Did you rely on this skill of escaping to dominate the martial world back then?"

"Why do you not fight back when we spar?"

"Do you perhaps think that the four of us are not worthy of you drawing your sword?"

The four of them were also somewhat resentful, because they had taken this competition very seriously.

Qu Wushang smiled faintly and said, "Let alone roaming the martial world, escaping is also a skill. My sword hasn't arrived yet, so why are you in such a hurry?"

"sword?"

Upon hearing this, those present exchanged glances.

Seeing Xiao Jingzhi's questioning gaze, Qin Hong took the initiative to say, "Your Majesty, it is said that twenty years ago, Qu Wushang's sword was made of special black iron, and it was a first-class sword that could cut through iron like mud."

"Its name is Lingfeng Sword."

Before the words were even finished, suddenly, everyone heard a whooshing sound coming from above.

Above them, a dozen or so fragments flew at great speed.

These dozen or so fragments are currently being reassembled.

Qu Wushang slowly retreated. Seeing this, the four sword gods did not pursue him further, knowing that Qu Wushang wanted to take the sword.

Finally, a crimson longsword was firmly stuck beside Qu Wushang.

Qu Wushang slowly grasped the sword and gently drew it: "Ling Feng, it's been twenty years."

After speaking, Qu Wushang gently touched the sword.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, sighed slowly, and said, "I should have taken this step twenty years ago."

"Now that you have a sword, you can make your move!" Long Qixing charged forward with his sword in hand.

Seeing this, the other three also hurried forward, wanting to experience Qu Wushang's swordsmanship.

But the four people had not yet gotten close.

Suddenly, a feeling that made their hearts pound came from Qu Wushang.

boom……

An invisible force emanated from Qu Wushang, instantly knocking the four people back.

A seven-colored auspicious cloud appeared in the sky.

Qin Hong looked up and saw this scene, his pupils contracted: "Ancient texts record that when a sage is born, auspicious seven-colored clouds will appear."

Then, an ancient bell rang out slowly, reaching the ears of everyone in the world.

It was as if the whole world was cheering and celebrating.

"Success, become a saint." Qin Hong gritted his teeth and said these two words, his eyes filled with endless envy.

This is the ultimate goal of all cultivators.

Once one becomes a saint, one is no longer a mortal.

The other martial artists were also completely stunned. They never expected to see the legendary Saint Cheng on this trip.

Instantly, everyone present erupted in excitement.

The four people present—Qi Xinyi, Long Qixing, Hua Jingxing, and Xie Yifeng—were filled with shock.

"How could he suddenly become a saint?" Qi Xin was stunned for a moment, then gripped the sword in her hand tightly.

Long Qixing's eyes gleamed with even greater excitement: "To be able to fight the Sword Saint, I would die without regret!"

After saying that, Long Qixing, still holding the huge longsword in his hand, charged forward.

As Qu Wushang saw him charging towards him, he raised his hand and swept his sword across, a simple and unadorned strike.

Long Qixing immediately raised his sword to block.

But it was impossible to stop them!
The biggest difference between a saint and a mortal is that a saint has mastered the rules of the world. Although Qu Wushang has just become a saint, he is not yet proficient in the power of the rules.

But when his longsword swept across, the space in the path of the sword was instantly torn apart.

This is no ordinary top expert; it's almost like tearing space apart.

It is as if the real space has been completely torn apart.

Long Qixing's sword is ultimately a mortal object; how could it possibly withstand this sword strike?
With a single sword strike, Long Qixing, who had once dominated the world, was instantly decapitated. His headless body, spitting blood, crashed heavily to the ground. Long Qixing's head spun several times before slowly coming to a stop. He watched his headless body fall.

He showed no sadness or fear whatsoever at his own death; instead, his eyes were filled with excitement.

"Is this the Sword Saint?"

"Is this the Sword Saint's sword strike?"

"Having witnessed this sword, I can die without regret..."

It must be said that for a martial arts fanatic like Long Qixing, dying in this way was indeed a blessing in disguise.

Long Qixing couldn't even withstand a single sword strike from Qu Wushang.

Qi Xinyi, Hua Jingxing, and Xie Yifeng instinctively took several steps back, no longer daring to go forward and seek death.

Xiang Hui was also shocked by this scene, but his next thought was that Long Qixing was dead...

One of the Four Great Sword Gods is now vacant; perhaps I could fill that gap...

Unexpectedly, Qi Xin said loudly, "With the senior still alive, the world calls us sword gods, which is truly embarrassing for us juniors."

"From now on, there will only be Sword Saints, no more Sword Gods."

Hua Jingxing and Xie Yifeng nodded in agreement with Qi Xinyi's statement.

Xiang Hui: "..."

Qi Xinyi then hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Qi Xinyi is willing to become a disciple of the Sword Saint, and only asks the senior to teach her swordsmanship."

After saying that, he was about to kneel down, but Qu Wushang quickly stepped forward and blocked his knee with his leg: "I have no intention of taking on any more disciples."

"Please go back, you three." Qu Wushang helped Qi Xinyi up.

The so-called martial arts competition ended the moment Qu Wushang became a saint.

Below the saints are all ants.

Even though Qu Wushang had just become a saint, these three sword gods no longer had the desire to compete with him.

After saying this, Qu Wushang turned around and left.

"For so many years, for so many years no one has become a saint. I never thought that I would be able to witness a sainthood today."

"This trip was worthwhile."

"To be honest, this Dragon Sword God is really a sword fanatic. Even though Sword Saint Qu has become a saint, he still has to go up and try his sword."

"What do you know? To die at the hands of the Sword Saint is an honorable death."

"In my opinion, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. The Dragon Sword God also has the potential to become a saint."

The crowd at the scene began to discuss it animatedly.

Xiao Jingzhi's expression also looked rather unpleasant.

If a sage has emerged, and Qu Wushang is dissatisfied with the court...

Seeing this, Qin Hong quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Your Majesty need not worry. After all, Qu Wushang is one of our Embroidered Uniform Guards, so he is one of our own."

“Indeed, I wish to see Jiang Yun.” Xiao Jingzhi took a deep breath and said.

The crowd had gradually begun to disperse, and the three sword gods, along with Xiang Hui and other experts, left the place quickly with grim faces.

Jiang Yun also received the notification and quickly came to Xiao Jingzhi's side.

"Your humble servant greets Your Majesty." Jiang Yun bowed respectfully to Xiao Jingzhi.

Xiao Jingzhi asked in a deep voice, "Did you know beforehand that Qu Wushang could become a saint?"

"Your Majesty, I only found out just now because I saw it with my own eyes." Jiang Yun smiled bitterly, "If I had known earlier that Senior Qu would become a saint, would I have needed to go to Eunuch Qin to ask him to lend me a master to protect Senior Qu?"

Jiang Yun also noticed Xiao Jingzhi's worries and said, "Your Majesty need not worry. Senior Qu is indifferent to fame and fortune and has no pursuit of power."

Xiao Jingzhi nodded thoughtfully.

In the capital, many people were waiting for the results of the martial arts competition at the training ground.

Many shrewd people think that instead of paying a high price to enter the market, it would be more worthwhile to use that money to gamble at the casino and bet on one of the winners.

Soon, people from the training ground began to return to the capital. The news of Qu Wushang's ascension to sainthood instantly caused a sensation throughout the capital.

Many martial artists who were unable to attend in person were filled with regret and beat their chests in despair.

For hundreds of years, no sage has been born.

Now I can't even bear to part with a few hundred taels of silver to be here in person. If I had known, I would have gone bankrupt to buy a ticket and see the sage in person.

Of course, there are also people who go all in on Qu Wushang and win big, making a fortune.

When future generations ask how they became wealthy, they will tell them that a sage helped them achieve it.

It has a lot of face.

Of course, the imperial court became tense.

After all, no one knows what Qu Wushang is really thinking. If he wanted to kill His Majesty the Emperor, no one could stop him.

Meanwhile, despite the commotion outside, Qu Wushang remained remarkably calm. He returned to the courtyard, brought out some fine wine that he usually couldn't bear to drink, and drank it heartily.

"Master."

Inside the courtyard, Qin Shujian, sitting next to Qu Wushang, also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you had told me earlier that you could become a saint, I wouldn't have worried for so long."

Upon returning to the Eastern Garrison, Jiang Yun said, "Senior Qu was already giving you his last instructions. He probably never expected to suddenly become a saint."

“Senior Qu, His Majesty the Emperor sent me to inquire what you need. Your current residence in the outhouse behind the archives is unbecoming of your status.”

"His Majesty the Emperor's will is to grant you a residence in accordance with the privileges due to a prince. If you do not have a residence you like, you may choose any place and we will build one for you immediately."

Qu Wushang waved his hand calmly: "Your Majesty need not trouble yourself with this."

After saying that, he looked at Qin Shujian and slowly said, "I did not break through temporarily. In fact, I should have broken through to the Saint Realm twenty years ago."

"Huh?" Qin Shujian was taken aback, touching his hair: "Then why didn't you break through to the Saint Realm, but instead..."

"Who do you think destroyed my meridians?" Qu Wushang took a deep breath and slowly said with emotion, "I've gained twenty more years of life."

"Those who are meant to come will eventually come."

Hearing Qu Wushang's words, Jiang Yun frowned and asked, "Senior, was it another saint who gave you this?"

"Who it is, who it is, doesn't matter anymore." After saying that, Qu Wushang took a swig of wine and tossed the Lingfeng Sword beside him to Qin Shujian.

Qin Shujian quickly reached out and took the sword.

Qu Wushang said slowly, "I will leave the capital early tomorrow morning."

"As for who will kill me, you don't need to know."

Qu Wushang understood Qin Shujian's character. This disciple valued loyalty and righteousness, and if he truly knew who had killed him, he would probably seek revenge.

In the end, it will only be a pointless death.

Jiang Yun frowned and asked, "Senior, why not find a place to hide?"

"It's not as simple as you think. If a sage wants to kill me, where in this vast world can I hide?"

Jiang Yun: "I do know a place that might be able to keep you safe, senior..."

(End of this chapter)