I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 399 Please Call Me 'Senior Sister' (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Jiang Yi calmly looked at Xing Shu. Xing Yi Pavilion cultivates the "Heavenly Secret Sword Intent", where the sword is in harmony with the stars, allowing one to anticipate the enemy's moves. The pavilion also has the strange and unpredictable movement technique "Star Luo Step" and the "Star Shift" technique, which allows one to use momentum to launch a counterattack.

The disciples in the pavilion are all cunning and shrewd, and they like to use rhetoric to confuse their opponents.

For example, Xing Shu is currently using rhetoric to confuse Jiang Yi.

"A bet? But there has to be a stake. What is Senior Brother Xing Shu's stake?" Jiang Yi asked with a smile.

Xing Shu remained composed and countered, "What does Junior Sister Jiang want?"

Jiang Yi casually plucked a string, not to attack, and Xing Shu remained calm, making no attempt to defend himself, demonstrating remarkable mental fortitude.

"How about this? I'm a person who cares about my reputation and likes to be the boss. If I beat you, all the Golden Core sword cultivators in your Star Chess Pavilion will call me 'Senior Sister' from now on. Is that too much to ask?"

Xing Shu suddenly smiled, finding Jiang Yi quite interesting. She was very similar to the sword cultivators of their Xingyi Pavilion, also enjoying putting psychological pressure on her opponents. If she came to Xingyi Pavilion, she would definitely thrive. What a pity.

“Very well, I am but a humble person. I am currently the top Golden Core cultivator on the Star Chess Pavilion’s list. If Junior Sister Jiang defeats me, she will also deserve the top spot, and it would be only right that all the Golden Core disciples in my pavilion call her Senior Sister.”

Neither of them showed the slightest sign of backing down; each was more confident than the other, and their covert confrontation thrilled Tianyuan Sword Master of Xingyi Pavilion.

"Stop talking nonsense, you two! Fight!"

The Sword Master of Qianyue Pavilion, an impatient fellow, stood up, scratched his head, and roared.

Tianyuan Sword Master glanced at it and said, "Idiot!"

After exchanging glances, Xing Shu calmly flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Junior Sister Jiang, please go first."

"Okay."

Jiang Yi raised the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a smile that was not quite a smile.

"Senior Brother Xing Shu, watch carefully, I will only use one sword strike."

As she spoke, her gaze seemingly unintentionally swept over Tianyuan Sword Lord, who was sitting high up on the mountainside watching the battle.

Just as Tianyuan Sword Lord was feeling a strange unease about this sudden eye contact, he noticed that Jiang Yi's aura on the arena suddenly changed.

The slight fatigue after seven consecutive battles vanished instantly, replaced by a deathly stillness like the calm before an impending volcanic eruption.

Her hands, which were resting on the Qinghui guqin, did not pluck the strings, but her right hand darted to the bottom of the instrument with lightning speed!
Zheng!
The clear, melodious sound of the sword echoed like a dragon emerging from the abyss, resounding through the sky.

A white sword light, condensed to its extreme, suddenly slashed down!

The immense and boundless power tore through the sky like thunder from the heavens, and the air in the entire valley let out a mournful cry of unbearable pressure, being frantically squeezed by the invisible force.

That unparalleled power, seemingly capable of splitting the chaos of the universe and severing mountains and oceans, instantly gripped the hearts of all the spectating disciples, leaving them horrified.

"Fuck!"

The composed expression on Xing Shu's face instantly shattered, and a curse word that had nothing to do with his composure burst out of his mouth.

Any scheme or strategy appears pale and powerless in the face of such absolute power and destructive pressure, melting away in an instant like thin frost under the scorching sun.

Xing Shu wanted to dodge, but his body was stiff as wood under the lock of that terrifying sword aura. He wanted to block, but he knew that any defense he had was as fragile as paper in front of this sword and would be torn to shreds in an instant.

"not good!!"

Tianyuan Sword Lord's expression changed drastically, and with a fierce shout, his figure vanished from the spot.

Boom!

The thunderous sword light, like a falling meteor, slammed into the protective array that enveloped the area.

The great array's protective barrier held for less than half a breath before emitting a piercing cracking sound. Countless spiderweb-like cracks covered the barrier, and under everyone's horrified gaze, it shattered like fragile glass!
The shattered energy storm swept outwards, and the Thunder Sword Light, freed from the constraints of the magic array, still possessed undiminished power and remained unstoppable, slashing down with the force of a thunderbolt.

The sword light pointed directly to the mountain peak where Tianyuan Sword Lord and the other Nascent Soul cultivators were located.

"I go!"

"Flash!"

Someone let out a horrified roar, and several streaks of light, like startled birds, exploded and scattered from the mountain peak. Boom!
The sword light finally struck the mountain peak hard!
With an unprecedentedly terrifying roar, the entire Sword Testing Valley trembled violently, and a violent shockwave carrying rubble and mud shot into the sky, instantly transforming into a turbid giant wave.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and a bottomless ravine stretched straight forward from Jiang Yi's feet, tearing apart the solid valley floor with overwhelming force.

As the smoke and dust cleared, everyone was horrified to see that the once towering mountain had been cleaved in two by this single sword strike!

A straight, smooth crack runs deep into the mountainside, almost splitting the mountain in two. Sunlight can even penetrate through the crack, and gravel tumbles down along the fissure, startling countless birds into flight.

The whole world seemed to stand still.

There was only the sound of the wind and the rustling of falling pebbles.

Whether it was the Nascent Soul cultivator who landed in a disheveled state or the disciples watching from the bottom of the valley, everyone's expression froze.

Shock, fear, bewilderment, disbelief...

A mix of emotions overwhelmed them, leaving them collectively speechless.

In the utter silence, Chen Zhuo of Lifeng Pavilion suddenly knelt down.

"One sword can shatter all laws! This is truly the meaning of one sword shattering all laws!!"

"My God, Heavenly Mother!"

The tall, thin Nascent Soul Sword Master from Lifeng Pavilion nearly popped his eyes out as he stared intently at the sword mark.

"This! Why didn't she come to my Lifeng Pavilion?! Her sword strike, this simple yet powerful strike, is the supreme path that my Lifeng Pavilion cultivates!"

The other Nascent Soul Sword Masters were also unable to recover for a long time. Unfortunately, Jiang Yi's sword strike was fast and retracted even faster, without revealing any aura, so they couldn't see anything.

On the other side of the smoke and dust, the figure of Tianyuan Sword Lord appeared. Xing Shu, who was being protected by him, was nowhere to be seen with any of his previous calm and elegant demeanor, as if he had calculated everything.

His face was ashen, his eyes were unfocused, and he looked like he had been scared out of his wits.

Tactics and strategies are utterly insignificant in the face of true power!
The way Jiang Yi glanced at Tianyuan Sword Master before drawing her sword was clearly saying, "Hurry up and save him, or I'll kill him."

Xing Shu covered his face and wept bitterly. How could he have dared to say such shameful things to Jiang Heying?
I don't want to live anymore~~~
In this silence, Jiang Yi still sat at the beginning of the huge chasm she had cleaved with her sword, gently brushing away the dust that clung to the strings of her zither.

That calm and composed demeanor captivated everyone in the Burning Heart Pavilion, both men and women, to the point of utter madness, their eyes practically glowing with a pink light when they looked at Jiang Yi.

The ruthless sword cultivators of the Xuanbing Pavilion, their expressions filled with horror and disbelief, involuntarily pressed their unruly hearts.

Zhaoming stood proudly beside Jiang Yi, extending an arm for Jiang Yi to help him to his feet.

Jiang Yi cupped his hands in greeting to the petrified Jueying Sword Master on the sidelines, his tone returning to calm, even carrying a hint of apology.

"Uncle Jueying, I am truly sorry. My skills are not yet proficient, and I lost control of my strength, ruining the venue and disturbing all of you uncles. Please forgive me."

The Sword Master of Shadowless stood frozen in place, his mouth agape for a long time. This was called being unskilled? If being unskilled meant being useless, then everyone else was just trash!
Master Songtao, your judgment is absolutely brilliant!

After a long while, Jueying finally managed to close his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

Jueying felt his brain had been turned into mush by that sword strike. It was probably not just him; no one could have imagined that the exciting battle of wits they had been looking forward to would end in such a... simple and brutal way!

Jueying stiffly turned his neck to look at Qiu Lang beside him, who was Jiang Heying's last opponent.

Qiu Lang, the usually arrogant and haughty genius, was now pale and his lips were trembling.

That sword strike just now—let alone catching it, even being slightly grazed by the aftershock would have crippled you!

Qiu Lang felt Jueying's gaze, his legs went weak, and he almost followed in Chen Zhuo's footsteps and knelt down.

His face was deathly pale, and he swallowed hard. What was the point of fighting? He might as well just admit defeat!
Looking at Qiu Lang's appearance, the Sword Master Jueying used almost all his strength to squeeze out a sentence.

"Jiang Heying, you...you rest for a moment! Let...let me tidy up the place."

The Sword Master Jueying glanced at Qiu Lang again, his eyes threatening him to be more competitive. He could only give him a chance to catch his breath. Even if he was going to lose, he couldn't lose too badly. At the very least, he had to be a little better than the ones before him!
　One more chapter, I'll write it after I finish eating!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)