I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 256 Frosty Sky and Cold Moon (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

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Unbeknownst to Jiang Yi, when she took out the Yaoling Sword, Danxi spat a mouthful of tea onto the hem of Jiang Yurong's clothes.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was watching, Danxi would have rushed down immediately, gagged this traitor, and then hung him up and beat him up!
She went to great lengths, even sacrificing her dignity, to block Jiang Yurong from exposing the traitor's true identity.

As a result, this traitorous disciple self-destructed!
Four pairs of eyes turned to look at her at once. Danxi froze, then slammed her hand on the table and stood up, pointing at Jiang Yurong and cursing.

"Fine, Jiang Yurong, you schemed against me, didn't you?"

Jiang Yurong: ? ? ?

Danxi was furious. "She hid her identity and ran to my Cangling Sect, going to great lengths to become my disciple, just so she could turn around and accuse me of stealing her person, and even humiliate me and the Cangling Sect? You really have a deep and cunning mind!"

Jiang Yurong: …………

The other three looked at each other, puzzled.

"Fine, fine, I don't care what tricks you're playing or what you're trying to scheme against me for. Now that the person is here, you can forget about taking them away! I'll make sure you lose more than you gain!"

Jiang Yurong: …………………………

Danxi turned and left, but as she reached the door, she suddenly heard Jiang Yurong calmly transmit her voice.

"I want to take her back to the Sword Sect."

Danxi turned her head and glared at Jiang Yurong without any politeness, "You try it!"

After Danxi Zhenjun left, Tianshou Zhenjun was curious and wanted to ask, but Xia Yangming nudged him with his foot, causing him to swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He pursed his lips, picked up his teacup, and continued to blow on it.

Jade Pot True Lord and Xia Yangming exchanged glances, and in the end, both closed their eyes and shook their heads, indicating that this was a family matter and it was best not to ask.

In any case, the child seemed quite normal, not like someone who had been possessed or reborn through evil means. There must be other hidden reasons behind this, so they should just observe.

Having lived to their age and reached such a level of cultivation, they could not be intolerant of Jiang Yi's resurrection.

Moreover, they didn't witness Jiang Yi detonating his Golden Core with their own eyes; it was all hearsay. What if he didn't actually detonate his Golden Core at the time, and it was just a rumor?
Jiang Yurong is also someone who doesn't like to explain things and has a stubborn personality that believes the truth will prevail. There must be some hidden story behind this.

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All the doubts remain unresolved; we can only wait until the final showdown of the leaders of the Dao Asking Tournament concludes.

Under the blazing sun, a dark cloud hung over the place where the Xuan Ying sword cultivators had gathered. The sword cultivators who had been shouting "Liu Taozhi will surely win" had all fallen silent, looking ahead with complicated expressions, hoping that a meteorite would fall from the sky and interrupt the duel.

Regardless of the outcome, there are no winners in the Xuan Ying Sword Sect.

pity……

On the glass platform, swords flashed and clashed.

Liu Tao's sword tip slashed diagonally, and the three ice peach blossoms instantly exploded, turning into hundreds of fine ice needles that poured down like a torrential rain, directly attacking Jiang Yi's major acupoints!
Attacking acupoints with sword energy is Jiang Yi's usual method.

Jiang Yi let Liu Tao make the first move, and only swung her sword horizontally after Liu made her move.

boom!
Golden and red flames spread like phoenix wings, and ice needles crashed into the fire curtain, instantly vaporizing into white mist that dissipated.

Liu Tao's sword technique suddenly changed, and the Cold Moon Sword drew upon the frost energy, bursting forth abruptly!

Wherever the sword passed, a crimson and white storm rose from the ground, and the phantom of a peach forest appeared in the wind. The petals did not melt when they encountered fire, but instead exploded into frost-fire meteors, which bombarded Jiang Yi from all directions.

The onlookers were in an uproar. "Liu Taozhi actually used an ice-based sword technique to directly confront the Yaoling Sword? And she succeeded! Her icy sword energy is so powerful!"

Jiang Yi spun around and slashed, and a phantom of a fiery phoenix burst forth from the sword's edge, like a blazing sun falling to earth, colliding with a frost-fire meteor.

Bang bang bang!
The shockwave from the explosion knocked Liu Taozhi back, but Jiang Yi remained motionless in the same spot.

Liu Taozhi's hands went numb from the shock of Yaoling's sword energy, but a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

The eldest sister used to be able to conjure nine phoenix shadows with a single sword strike, attacking her opponent like a machine gun. She was prepared to block half of them and then withstand the other half. Why is there only one phoenix shadow left now?
Is it because... there's no fire spirit root to support her? Thinking of this, Liu Taozhi suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

"Being distracted during wartime can be fatal."

Before Jiang Yi could finish speaking, Yao Ling Sword, carrying scorching waves, had already pressed close to Liu Tao's face, switching from offense to defense.

Liu Tao's pupils contracted sharply, and she instinctively blocked with her Cold Moon Sword. The frost and golden flames collided, bursting out with dazzling light.

The clang of metal against metal reverberated throughout the surrounding area. Liu Taozhi was forced back three steps by the immense force, leaving her no time to catch her breath. Jiang Yi's sword momentum surged like a tide, each strike faster than the last, no weaker than before.

The crimson sword light struck like a phoenix's beak, each move aimed directly at vital points. Liu Taozhi felt the pressure increase and spun around to dodge. The Cold Moon Sword followed suit and slashed diagonally, causing ice peach petals to burst from the sword's edge, transforming into a hundred frost blades that slashed towards Jiang Yi's wrist.

"Learning well."

Jiang Yi chuckled, and Yao Ling Sword suddenly changed its move, sliding and flicking along the spine of Han Yue Sword, using the force to shake back all the Frost Blades!
Liu Taozhi hurriedly leaned back, and three ice blades grazed past the tip of her nose, severing a few strands of her flying hair.

Before he could even regain his footing, the scorching sword wind rushed towards him again. Jiang Yi transmitted his voice, "Stop using what I taught you. What about your own moves?"

Liu Taozhi gritted her teeth and remained methodical, leaping into the air. She couldn't beat her senior sister in terms of moves, reactions, and footwork, so she would use the most brute force to overcome skill!
Burial spring!

As Liu Tao slashed down with her sword, a giant ice peach blossom crashed down from the sky. Before it even touched the ground, the icy air caused the glass arena to crack and shatter.

Jiang Yi raised his sword to meet the attack head-on. The golden flames of the Yaoling Sword clashed with the ice peach blossoms, producing a piercing tearing sound.

"Jiang Heying is being suppressed!"

"Senior Sister Liu's sword energy can actually withstand the power of the Radiant Spirit Sword's Fire Phoenix?!"

Back in the crowd, Xu Manxiu stared intently at the arena, muttering to himself, "No, the fire of the Yaoling Sword has weakened, it's only at most 30% of its power. What's wrong with Senior Sister?"

boom!
The ice peach blossoms burst open, and Jiang Yi's sleeves frosted over. She shattered the frost with a flick of her sword, and her smile deepened.

"Yaoyao, you've made great progress over the years."

Liu Taozhi couldn't smile; her knuckles were white as she gripped the sword. She knew better than anyone that behind her senior sister's composure lay the spiritual root and sword heart she could never regain.

That's precisely why she has to give it her all. What her senior sister wants is respect, not pity!
Liu Tao pointed her sword at the heavens, and a sudden burst of frost-like energy erupted around her.

"Please, Senior Sister... take this!" Before the words were finished, the world suddenly turned cold, and a chilling sword aura surged out of Liu Tao's body like a tide. Nine ice peach blossoms bloomed around her one after another, the petals as translucent as blades, the stamens emitting a cold light, and each falling petal was wrapped with a bone-chilling killing intent.

Jiang Yi looked up and saw Liu Taozhi's white clothes fluttering, her eyebrows and eyelashes frosty, her whole being sharp and piercing. She nodded slightly, the crimson flames of the Yaoling Sword surged, and the afterimage of the fire phoenix flapped its wings to meet her.

In an instant, ice and fire collided, and frost and mist billowed forth!
Both of them pushed their speed and agility to the limit, clashing repeatedly on the huge arena, the sounds of metal clanging and striking metal echoing endlessly.

With each clash, the golden flames of the Yaoling Sword dimmed a little, while Liu Taozhi's sword aura grew stronger and stronger with each passing moment.

Jiang Yi looked up and saw that Liu Taozhi's eyes were filled with tears but her sword momentum remained undiminished. She laughed loudly, "Well done!"

The icy petals poured down like a torrential rain, weaving together in the air to form an impenetrable killing net.

Jiang Yi moved with a single step, like a fish swimming against the current, her figure weaving freely through the gaps in the rain of flowers. Sometimes she turned her head to avoid the swirling frost blades that brushed against her face, and sometimes she spun around to dodge the ice blades that slashed at her waist. The sharp petals grazed her flying hair, but they didn't even touch half a hem of her clothes.

Xu Manxiu and the others were even more shocked. This footwork... it was undoubtedly Senior Sister's!

Xu Manxiu vividly remembered that when he first entered the inner sect after achieving Foundation Establishment, he was a troublemaker who refused to submit to his senior sister. As a result, his senior sister bound her own hands and said that if he could slash her with his sword, he would win.

In the end, the senior sister, with her leisurely stroll, managed to walk him until he was panting heavily on the ground like a dog.

Each time, he felt he was just a hair's breadth away, and that he would definitely hit the target on the next try. It wasn't until the very end that he realized it was all an illusion deliberately given to him by his senior sister.

The past is too painful to recall, and the reality before him now... Xu Manxiu covered his face, unable to face it.

On the arena, Jiang Yi took seven steps, his Yaoling Sword blazing like a rainbow, aiming straight for Liu Tao's vulnerable spot.

Liu Taozhi's almond-shaped eyes narrowed, and the corners of her lips curled up almost imperceptibly. She deliberately revealed a flaw, waiting for this moment!
The Cold Moon Sword suddenly spun around, its blade coiling like a serpent around a branch, rapidly circling along the spine of the Radiant Spirit Sword. Frosty energy condensed into fine ice threads, dissipating the layers of crimson flame sword energy.

This move is the "Entangling Sword and Deflecting Force" technique that Jiang Yi personally taught him back then!
The ice peach petals exploded from the sword's edge, transforming into thousands of frost blades that slashed towards Jiang Yi's wrist. Just when it seemed the outcome was about to be decided, she suddenly saw Jiang Yi raise an eyebrow at her.

In a flash, Jiang Yi actually abandoned his sword first, not letting it become an obstacle to him. Using the same entangling technique, Jiang Yi moved close to Liu Taozhi and behind her.

Liu Tao's sword missed its mark, much to her surprise.

"For a swordsman, the sword is his life, and the sword is his death. Even if he is trapped in a desperate situation, his sword is stained with blood, and all five fingers are broken, he should use his bones as a sheath and his blood to temper the blade. He should never abandon his sword and fight to the death!"

The words of the eldest sister still echoed in my ears. Eight years ago, in front of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect's mountain gate, the eldest sister also set an example by fighting to the last moment with the Yao Ling Sword in her hand.

But now, the eldest sister has actually abandoned her sword.

The next instant, a warm breath brushed past his ear, "The sword is inanimate, but people are alive."

Liu Tao's pupils contracted sharply, and before she could turn around, she felt a warm breeze rush to her back.

Liu Tao's almond-shaped eyes suddenly hardened, but she did not surrender. Just as her senior sister had taught her, she would never give up until the very last moment.

boom!
Liu Tao's sword energy exploded like a cold tide, the Cold Moon Sword trembled and resonated, and the sword tip spun, actually drawing a cold moon in a small space.

The moonlight poured down, its cold light biting.

Jiang Yi's palm strike was frozen, suspended in mid-air, unable to advance an inch, and could only retreat temporarily.

Liu Tao touched the ground with her toes, her figure like a peach blossom blooming in the snow, and she spun in mid-air.

Her sword aura was as pure and aloof as moonlight, and her sword intent was as proud and defiant as a peach blossom braving snow and frost. She had comprehended the sword intent that belonged only to her.

Frosty sky and cold moon!

"Bury the Moon!"

This sword strike contained all her obsessions, pain, and transformation over the years.

No longer following anyone's shadow, but following her own swordsmanship!
Jiang Yi was filled with surprise and relief, her eyes blazing with fighting spirit, and the phoenix pattern between her brows shone brightly.

The Yaoling Sword let out a clear and melodious cry and flew back into Jiang Yi's hand on its own, while nine phantom images of fire phoenixes soared into the sky from the sword's edge!

Jiang Yi flicked his wrist, and the nine phoenixes roared and merged into one, transforming into a crimson-gold fire phoenix that pierced through the heavens and earth. Its wingspan was ten zhang, and every feather was burning with dazzling golden flames.

Wherever it passed, the ice and frost melted, and heat waves rose into the sky!

"Come!"

Jiang Yiqing shouted, and the Phoenix Shadow Shines Brightly, carrying the power to burn the eight wastelands, rushing straight towards Liu Taozhi's Frosty Sky and Cold Moon.

Boom boom boom!
The two extreme forces collided violently, causing the entire glass platform to tremble violently.

The arena was deathly silent; no one dared to breathe, their eyes fixed on the ring.

Amidst the blazing white light, two figures could be vaguely seen flying backward.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

Jiang Yi knelt on one knee, the Yaoling Sword deeply embedded in the ground. The rock shield formed by the rock-patterned silk armor around her body crumbled inch by inch, her red clothes were covered with frost marks, and a trickle of blood hung from the corner of her mouth.

Liu Taozhi stood defensively opposite him, blood dripping from her tiger's mouth down the hilt of her sword.

Seeing Jiang Yi kneeling on the ground, Liu Taozhi looked on in disbelief.

"Sister, I..."

The Yaoling Sword groaned in Jiang Yi's hands, unable to unleash its full power without the loss of the fire spirit root.

Jiang Yi gently stroked the hilt of the sword with her thumb to soothe the Yaoling Sword. She slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Although she had lost, her smile was brighter than the morning sun.

"Jiang Fengying is no match for you now, but Jiang Heying today would like to learn a thing or two from Fellow Daoist Liu!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the phoenix shadow mark between Jiang Yi's eyebrows disappeared. She put away the Yaoling Sword and took out the Fusheng Qin.

He sat on the ground with the zither across his knees.

Jiang Heying plucked the strings with both hands, producing a heavenly melody!
　There will be an extra chapter; I'll start writing after I finish eating!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)