The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 439 People fell like rain, crying out in anguish.

In the chaotic and noisy courtyard, people lay motionless and unable to get up. On the surrounding walls and rooftops, countless spectators stared in disbelief.

At the top of the artificial hill.

Xu Xingchen brandished his ten-foot-long sword beam and with a horizontal slash, shattered the sword beam of the Bamboo Sword Envoy and broke the Bamboo Sword Envoy's longsword.

Ruthless and domineering, unparalleled.

The bamboo swordsman, gripping the bare hilt of his sword in his right hand, was sent flying backward by an overwhelming and astonishing force.

Boom!

With a loud bang, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and debris scattered in all directions.

A thick wall several meters away was smashed and collapsed by the delicate white-clad figure.

The group of martial arts practitioners who had been standing on the wall jumped up and scattered in all directions amidst flying bricks and stones.

Some gasped in surprise, some were horrified, some looked incredulous, and some had a glint of hidden pleasure in their eyes.

The myriad aspects of human nature are clearly revealed at this moment.

Outside the collapsed courtyard wall, on the messy grass littered with bricks and stones, the Bamboo Sword Envoy knelt on the ground, his face changing color several times, from red to white to purple to blue, until he finally could not suppress the injuries within his body.

Beneath the white veil, a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

"You people came to my manor, fighting and killing, causing damage to so many of the manor's scenic buildings?"

"You're all staying here today!"

With a booming sound soaring into the sky, everyone's vision blurred, and Xu Xingchen, who was on top of the artificial hill, had vanished without a trace.

Someone quickly looked around and then exclaimed in surprise, "He's over there by the broken wall!"

Upon closer inspection, everyone indeed saw that terrifying figure appear at the gap in the broken wall, slowly walking towards the bamboo sword envoy who was kneeling on the ground.

The crowd around seemed to have thought of something terrible, and they hurriedly jumped up to intercept the figure.

Someone shouted in alarm, "Stop him quickly! Don't let him hurt the envoy again!"

"Everyone, act quickly! We absolutely cannot let him capture the envoy!"

"None of us want to suffer the torment of that life-and-death talisman, let's go all out!"

"Even if I die here in battle, I don't want to be tormented by the Life and Death Talisman, unable to live or die."

One after another, figures swooped down from all directions like birds soaring through the sky or shadows swept by the wind.

Of the six or seven hundred people who were still able to move, not a single one ran away; they all rushed forward with a whooshing sound.

However, the gap between them and Xu Xingchen was unimaginable, as vast as heaven and earth.

Xu Xingchen had only been passively retaliating, yet he had already left them all looking disheveled and utterly humiliated.

Now that Xu Xingchen has taken the initiative, he can truly take down ten people with every step he takes, and a hundred people with every ten steps he takes; no one can stop him.

His fingers blossomed like lotus flowers, continuously flicking out miniature versions of the Yuan Magnetic Rings.

Those primordial magnetic rings, swirling with black and white auras like smoke and dust, appeared ethereal and dreamlike.

It started out as small as a copper coin, but in the blink of an eye, it grew to the size of a palm in the wind.

The martial arts practitioners from the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands, who were attacking from all directions, tensed up and raised their weapons to slash at the illusory black and white rings.

However, those magnetic rings seemed to be nothing more than wisps of black and white swirling smoke. No matter how the weapons swept, slashed, and pierced through them, they were completely unaffected, as if they were invisible.

Everyone was astonished and confused.

Then, the black and white smoke that they had divided in two began to merge and connect with each other, instantly forming new illusory rings.

Then, like slippery fish, they nimbly circled and danced in the air around them, and with a whoosh, they burrowed into their bodies.

Once it penetrates the body, it's no small matter!
The black and white energy surged through their bodies, quickly occupying key acupoints in the eight extraordinary meridians and twelve regular meridians, and sealing off several vital points.

Their internal energy was trapped in a quagmire, unable to move, be driven, circulate, or be recirculated.

Then, one by one, like birds that had suddenly lost their wings, they fell to the ground with a thud.

With each step Xu Xingchen took forward, a dozen or so martial arts practitioners would pounce on him.

With each step forward, a dozen or so martial arts practitioners fell from the air, crashing heavily to the ground on either side.

The Bamboo Sword Messenger must be saved!
Therefore, the martial arts practitioners from the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands had no choice but to rush forward like moths to a flame to stop them.

Then, Xu Xingchen flicked out one after another illusory magnetic rings, which imprisoned the internal energy circulation within their bodies, causing them to fall to the ground.

This creates a positive cycle. Every time Xu Xingchen takes a step closer to the Bamboo Sword Envoy, many martial arts practitioners rush forward and fall to the ground around them.

Xu Xingchen took another step forward, and more martial arts figures approached, then fell to the ground again.

Xu Xingchen was only a dozen steps away from the Bamboo Sword Envoy, yet two or three hundred martial artists lay dead on either side of this path, piled up like a mountain.

As he stood before the bamboo swordsman who had barely managed to stand, martial arts practitioners rushed over, only to fall to the ground in droves.

Xu Xingchen flicked out tiny magnetic rings with both hands, and said to the white-clad woman in front of him, "Now that things have come to this, what else do you have to say?"

His previous sweeping sword strike was quite powerful.

The woman in white in front of me, though she can still stand up with difficulty, has scarlet bloodstains on her veil and dull, lifeless eyes, all indicating that she has suffered serious internal injuries.

The Bamboo Sword Envoy swayed unsteadily, his breathing slightly rapid, and glared fiercely at the terrifying master in front of him who was still attacking, still knocking down the martial arts practitioners who rushed to "rescue" him from all directions.

He said coldly, "The victor is king, the loser is villain. This envoy has nothing to say. Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you!"

"However, my defeat does not mean that my Lingjiu Palace has been defeated; nor does it mean that you are capable of defeating our Venerable Lord."

Xu Xingchen released ten more Yuan Magnetic Rings, which, like nimble fish, burrowed into the bodies of the ten martial artists who were attacking him. Instantly, they imprisoned the flow of their internal energy, turning them into birds that could not fly and fish that could not swim, causing them to fall to the ground with a thud.

He smiled faintly and said, "Whether I, the master of this manor, am a match for the Heavenly Child Granny can only be known after we fight; however, in my opinion, she is ultimately no match for me."

After thinking it over carefully, he solemnly confirmed again, "Yes, she is definitely no match for me!"

"Hmph! How arrogant and conceited." The Bamboo Sword Envoy sneered, turning his head to the side, unwilling to pay any more attention to the man in front of him.

Xu Xingchen smiled gently, and among the fingers that were plucking the magnetic rings in all directions, one finger suddenly pointed at the white-clad woman in front of him.

A black and white halo, like smoke and mist, flashed in the air and disappeared into the opponent's body.

The bamboo swordsman, who was secretly healing himself by circulating his inner energy, shuddered and glared at Xu Xingchen angrily again, but there was nothing he could do.

finally.
Of the thousands of martial arts practitioners who came to the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands this time, not one escaped.

Apart from a few unlucky souls who died, all the other survivors had their internal energy circulation restricted by the magnetic rings implanted by Xu Xingchen.

From then on, apart from being able to eat, dress, live, and travel normally like ordinary people, and using physical strength like ordinary people (their physical strength was slightly greater than that of ordinary people), they could no longer circulate internal energy to unleash their extraordinary and powerful martial arts.

Xu Xingchen directed them to carry the dead people out of the valley and bury them in a secluded place.

And those who were unfortunately seriously injured or disabled, their wounds were bandaged and they received some treatment.

Then he directed them to build walls, lay tiles, transplant trees, and water flowers.
Repair all the places that they attacked and damaged.

As the saying goes: When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head!
These martial arts practitioners from the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands dared not disobey Xu Xingchen's orders, and because the Bamboo Sword Envoy had been captured, they dared not escape alone.

They could only work hard without complaint, doing their own laundry and cooking, becoming cogs in the machine of Dayu Manor, maintaining the operation of the manor.

As for the bamboo sword wielder, whose inner strength was also imprisoned, he didn't have to do any dirty or tiring work.

However, she has to clean the courtyard where she lives herself.

Once the damaged wooden walls, broken tiles, and fallen trees are all repaired and perfected.

Xu Xingchen then instructed them to take hammers and chisels to the mountainside outside the villa to carve stone statues and excavate caves.

To excavate caves.
It's because Xu Xingchen wants to recreate a blessed land like Langhuan, where he can store martial arts manuals collected from all the sects and schools in the world.

Perhaps, he will even add some techniques he created himself!
Sculpted stone statues
It is based on Li Qiushui's jade statue and reproduces all thirty-six images on the Beiming Divine Skill scroll.

Of course, it only reproduces the charming, alluring, melancholic, or sorrowful expressions and postures in the images.

It's impossible to be completely naked like on a scroll, as that would be considered indecent.

It's also impossible to carve the cultivation route map of the Northern Darkness Divine Art on the stone statue.
Xu Xingchen used his brush to sketch thirty-six different images of Li Qiushui, each with a different appearance, expression, and angle, onto the paper.

When he handed it over to those martial arts practitioners who were under his control, it drew gasps of amazement and repeated fascination.

Although these people cannot use internal energy, their physical strength has been nourished by internal energy for many years, making them much stronger than ordinary people.

If you have enough to eat, you can excavate caves and carve stone statues much faster than skilled craftsmen.

Aside from not paying them wages and using these strong laborers for free, Xu Xingchen didn't mistreat them or abuse them by beating them every three days or every five days.

After several days, these people gradually accepted the unfortunate reality!
However, for the sake of the subsequent plan, Xu Xingchen still sent a nimble person back to the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan to report the news.

The letter's content was simple and blunt.

"Heavenly Child Granny, if you have the ability, come and challenge me to a duel."

"If you're incompetent, then be a coward, hide inside the Lingjiu Palace, and never come out."

(End of this chapter)