I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 443 (Revised) Kunlun Dao Stele (Two Chapters Combined)

On the platform, lightning flashed like a waterfall.

Luo Qingsi's face was full of stubbornness and seriousness as she gripped her natal thunder sword, Tingshangsui, the purple lightning patterns swirling around its blade flickering.

Ten zhang away, Lei Wanting planted his heavy sword in the ground, golden arcs of lightning crackling around him.

Their eyes met in mid-air, a tense standoff ensued.

"Junior sister, you..."

Just as Lei Wanting was about to say something, Luo Qingsi transformed into a purple afterimage, and a fine thunderstorm instantly spread out.

Luo Qingsi used thunder and rain as a medium to transform into lightning.

clang!
The moment the heavy sword collided with the Thunder Robe, Lei Wanting's right arm muscles, which should have been paralyzed, bulged, and golden lightning burst forth from the sword's edge.

Luo Qingsi flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the protective light screen before falling heavily to the ground.

Lei Wanting swung his heavy sword, shaking off the purple lightning swirling around him. "Junior sister, your ordinary lightning-type sword energy and sword intent are useless against me. If you want to win, you can only use the Primordial True Lightning."

Luo Qingsi propped herself up, sucked on her bleeding hand, and habitually cast a pleading look at Jiang Yi outside the arena.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yi couldn't offer any off-field guidance, so everything from then on depended on Luo Qingsi herself.

Jiang Yi keenly noticed that dark gold patterns had appeared on Lei Wanting's neck.

This is somewhat similar to the battle patterns of Shen Puning's barbarian body tempering, and it should also be some kind of body tempering effect, making Lei Wanting's physique strong and immune to lightning.

However, the Primordial True Thunder was like a child wielding a big knife to Luo Qingsi. The Primordial True Thunder was too high-level, and Luo Qingsi could not use it at will, as it would cause great damage to her sea of ​​consciousness.

She had already used her full power once before to deal with Jing Qisha, and that time the Primordial True Lightning didn't even have a delay.

Suddenly, Lei Wanting sprang into action, his heavy sword sweeping across the field, trailing a streak of lightning over ten feet long.

Luo Qingsi hastily raised her sword to parry, but was thrown back by the strange shockwave emanating from the sword.

Lei Wanting wielded his heavy sword like a golden hurricane. With each collision, visible shockwaves spread from the blade, tearing Luo Qingsi's Thunderstorm Sword Domain to shreds and limiting the landing points of her teleportation.

In a desperate situation, Luo Qingsi suddenly changed her tactics, and the Thunder Sword transformed into a towering pillar of lightning that struck down.

However, Lei Wanting neither dodged nor avoided, and slashed upwards with his heavy sword.

boom!
The shockwaves from the collision of the two thunderbolts plowed spiderweb-like cracks into the track.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Lei Wanting shattered the ground and charged forward, his heavy sword, still crackling with lightning, aimed at Luo Qingsi's heart.

At the critical moment, a slender silver sword shot out from her spine, tearing open a spatial rift and narrowly diverting the fatal blow to her rear.

"Empty sword?" Lei Wanting's pupils contracted slightly.

Luo Qingsi took the opportunity to retreat, but blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

The recoil from the clash had already damaged her internal organs, and what was even more terrifying was that she discovered her lightning was being devoured by her opponent.

The golden lightning patterns on Lei Wanting's body were like living things, absorbing her lightning essence with every contact.

“It’s no use, Junior Sister.” Lei Wanting flicked his increasingly dazzling heavy sword. “The Primordial Thunder Pattern on my body is specifically designed to counter Acquired Thunder Techniques, unless you can unleash the true Primordial Thunder.”

Lei Wanting pressed forward relentlessly, eager to witness the power of the Primordial True Thunder and see how long his current physique could withstand it.

Therefore, Lei Wanting held back his strength and did not launch a full-force attack like he did when dealing with Shi Han.

"Alright, then take this thunderbolt!"

Luo Qingsi suddenly shouted and slashed vertically at Lei Wanting in mid-air, without any sword light.

Lei Wanting stood still, completely focused, his body radiating dazzling lightning patterns, ready to face the might of the Primordial True Lightning at any moment.

but……

Lei Wanting looked up at the sky, but there was nothing there.
Just then, icy lightning formed a spiderweb-like chain that descended from behind Lei Wanting, who turned around and slashed with his sword.

The instant he shattered the lightning chains, Luo Qingsi's empty sword had already pierced the crack in front of him.

Thunderstorm gathered above Lei Wanting's head, and Lei Wanting swung his sword to summon lightning that shot into the sky.

But the next moment, the lightning waterfall that should have cleaved down vertically suddenly disappeared into the air and exploded under Lei Wanting's feet.

Lei Wanting: !!!

The thunderstorm, originating from below, blasted Lei Wanting directly into the air.

However, before the smoke and dust had cleared, Lei Wanting's golden lightning waterfall surged like a reversed Milky Way, engulfing Luo Qingsi, who had not yet landed.

Lei Wanting landed heavily from the air, his left shoulder charred black, yet his fighting spirit burned even brighter. "Hualihu...!!!"

boom!
A bolt of purple lightning, about the thickness of a finger, suddenly descended from the sky. Though it appeared slender, it carried a chaotic pressure as if the world had been created, and even the air was torn apart with a piercing explosion.

The Primordial True Lightning struck Lei Wanting squarely and unerringly. The dark gold patterns on his neck shattered inch by inch, his bulging muscles spasmed and twisted in the lightning, and every inch of his skin exploded with fine bloodstains.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which was evaporated into crimson mist by the residual power of the Primordial True Thunder before it even hit the ground.

Even more terrifying is that the purple lightning did not dissipate after entering the body; instead, it raged along the meridians like a living thing.

Lei Wanting's Nine Heavens Thunder Body, which he had painstakingly cultivated for many years, had become an electric cage, and his internal organs felt as if they were being pierced by thousands of red-hot steel needles.

"This... is the real... Primordial Thunder?!"

Lei Wanting knelt on one knee, attempting to suppress the rampaging purple lightning within his body with the remaining lightning patterns.

Luo Qingsi also rolled out of the lightning waterfall unleashed by Lei Wanting, her white dress now stained with blood.

She felt a sharp, stabbing pain in her mind, but she forced herself to stand up, panting heavily.

"Big brother, now... now you know how powerful I am, right? Remember this move of mine is called... feint to the east, attack in the west, then strike in the north!"

The echoes of her master's teachings from years ago resonated in Luo Qingsi's ears...

"Qingsi, when facing someone you can't beat, using a feint is a good method. You can pretend you're going to attack him, but first scare him a little, then predict where he'll be scared and attack there. He won't be able to dodge."

"What if you manage to dodge it?"

"Then let's feint to the east while attacking the west, then strike the north! If striking the north isn't enough, then strike the south again, and if that's still not enough, then strike the sky again..."

The initial sword strike made Lei Wanting think that the Primordial True Thunder was about to fall, but it was a feint.

Later, Kongjian used the attack to strike the west, but these were not her killing moves.

Her ultimate goal was to strike the north one last time!
Unfortunately, even with her head throbbing with pain, she couldn't defeat this giant senior brother with her Primordial True Thunder.

"Big brother, your lightning patterns are bleeding. Does that mean you can no longer absorb my lightning?"

Luo Qingsi asked earnestly, her eyes clear.

Lei Wanting touched his neck and felt warm blood. Although he had withstood the Primordial True Lightning, the lightning patterns were completely destroyed.

Now that we know the effect of the Primordial True Thunder on him, there's no need to dwell on it any longer.

Once the thought was made up, the lightning on Lei Wanting's heavy sword suddenly turned dark gold.

May you suffer eternal tribulation in the Thunder Prison!

The air on the entire platform trembled as nine golden bolts, each as thick as a water bucket, descended from the sky, intertwining in mid-air to form a cage.

This was an indiscriminate, deadly move. Luo Qingsi's lightning teleportation was completely ineffective, and he could only watch helplessly as the lightning prison contracted.

At the critical moment of life and death, she did something no one expected.

He plunged the empty sword fiercely into his dantian!
"Clear thoughts!"

Even Jiang Yi, who was watching from the sidelines, gasped in surprise, stood up from the ground, and looked at Luo Qingsi nervously.

The moment the silver-white sword completely disappeared into Luo Qingsi's body, purple lightning burst forth from every pore of Luo Qingsi's body.

This was no ordinary thunder, but primordial lightning imbued with the aura of chaos.

Lei Wanting's pupils contracted sharply. "You dare to draw the sword seed into your body right now? Are you out of your mind?!"

The sword seed is the foundation of a sword cultivator. Only when one reaches the Nascent Soul stage can the sword seed be integrated with the Golden Core through the connection of the soul, achieving true unity of man and sword.

At this moment, Luo Qingsi used the spatial attribute of the empty sword to forcibly introduce the Primordial True Thunder Sword Seed in her sea of ​​consciousness into her dantian meridians.

At this moment, blood was flowing from her seven orifices, yet she smiled like a child who had stolen candy.

"This is the ultimate killing move that my master taught me!"

Luo Qingsi recalled the "Four Seasons Thunderstrike Sword Technique" that her master had taught her before she left, which used sword intent to transform into the seasonal celestial phenomena.

Fearing she wouldn't remember, her master even turned the sword technique into a children's song and taught her to sing it.

"Spring rains bring thunder to awaken insects, summer thunder roars and strikes down evil spirits, autumn frost chains the heavens and earth, and winter thunder breaks the ice with the most majestic power!"

The Four Seasons Sword Technique cycles four times in an instant, with the lightning solidifying a bit with each cycle.

When the fourth round of Winter Extinction Sword Intent was unleashed, Luo Qingsi's figure could no longer be seen on the stage; only a chaotic lightning pillar, as if splitting the heavens and earth, pierced through the sky.

Lei Wanting roared and exerted all his strength. He had never felt such pressure when he fought Shi Han before.

The nine golden lightning cages contracted into a shield, and the moment the two forces collided, the protective barrier around the performance platform shattered under the strain.

boom!
The blinding lightning engulfed everything.

When the light faded, a lava pit three zhang in diameter appeared in the center of the platform. Lei Wanting knelt on one knee at the edge of the pit, his heavy sword nearly broken, his body charred black.

Luo Qingsi lay at the bottom of the pit, with the Broken Ruins Needle stuck beside her, and her Thunder Robe covered in cracks, ready to shatter completely at any moment.

Both struggled to get up; whoever could stand up last would be the ultimate winner.

Lei Wanting suddenly exerted his strength to stand up, but he groaned and slammed one knee heavily back to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His meridians were numb, and his body felt like it had been crushed; he couldn't muster any strength.

At that moment, Luo Qingsi's fingers twitched.

Her unfocused pupils gradually focused, and in a daze, she saw her master standing outside the light screen, waving to her.

"Qingsi, a sword cultivator can stand up and face life and death, but he must never lie down and wait to die."

"Master."

Luo Qingsi's eyes welled up with tears, and her bloodied fingers dug into the ground.

To Lei Wanting's disbelief, the girl, who should have been unconscious, used her forehead to push herself up little by little.

Her broken right arm hung limply, but her left arm burst forth with astonishing strength, managing to prop herself up.

When Luo Qingsi stood up unsteadily, she looked as if she had been stained with blood and burned, but her eyes were terrifyingly bright.

"Big guy... senior brother." She grinned, her mouth streaked with blood, "Let me... let me stand up first."

Before she could finish speaking, a bolt of purple lightning suddenly shot out from her spine—the backlash from forcibly activating the sword seed.

The moment the lightning pierced through the top of Luo Qingsi's head, she spat out a mouthful of blood, yet she still stood stubbornly upright like a reed in a storm.

"you……"

Lei Wanting finally couldn't hold on any longer, fell into a coma, and was teleported away.

The entire Kunwu Thirteen Cities were deathly silent, then erupted into an uproar far stronger than before.

Luo Qingsi stared blankly at the empty space in front of her.

Did I... win?

Luo Qingsi staggered and turned to look at Jiang Yi, seeking confirmation with her eyes.

"Qingsi, you've won!"

Jiang Yi answered loudly, her tone resolute.

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingsi finally managed a weary smile, but then, as if she had suffered a great injustice, she plopped down on the ground and burst into tears.

"Wow—Master—I won! I finally became the champion of Kendo, Master—"

Luo Qingsi cried so hard she was hoarse, clutching the Broken Ruins Needle that her master had given her tightly.

She cried without reservation, like a wronged child who had finally completed the most difficult task and unloaded a heavy burden.

"Waaah... Master, look... Look, Qingsi won... Look how amazing Qingsi is..."

"Why is Sister Qingsi crying? Didn't she win?"

Hua Gu looked on in confusion, and when she looked up, she found that Jiang Yi's eyes had also reddened at some point.

Jiang Yi took a breath, suppressing the stinging sensation in her nose, and sighed softly, "So Qing Si knew all along..."

Luo Qingsi had always known that her master's seemingly unquestionable instructions were a lie to get her to leave Beixuan.

She lacks intelligence and cannot think, but if she is deceived many times, she will eventually learn from her mistakes and accumulate experience, which will make her realize something.

She knew that her master, like her parents whom she could never find again, had vanished forever, and no matter what she did, she would never see him again.

Luo Qingsi has been living in a daze all these years, but she has persisted until now because of the promise she made to her master to 'win the championship'.

At this moment, she had finally fulfilled her promise and could no longer deceive herself.

The string that had sustained her for so long snapped, and the pent-up grievances and disappointments of many years, the heart-wrenching longing for her master, and the endless loneliness poured out like a collapsing dam.

The cries were a tribute to their eternal farewell; Luo Qingsi was reporting to her master one last time in her own way.

Jiang Yi stood quietly outside the light screen, her eyes welling up with tears.

Outside the secret realm, Liu Taozhi, Xu Manxiu, and the Xuan Ying Sword Sect disciples from various places silently turned their heads and wiped away their tears as they looked at Luo Qingsi, who was weeping bitterly on the Daoist platform atop Kunwu Mountain.

Hua Gu silently walked to Jiang Yi's side, gently squeezed Jiang Yi's hand, and silently comforted her.

Jiang Yi suppressed her surging emotions and gently shook her head at Hua Gu to indicate that she was alright.

Above the Kunwu Mountains, wind and clouds gathered.

On that colossal sword symbolizing the Golden Core stage sword ranking, brilliant golden light surged and converged, eventually solidifying into a name that shone with boundless brilliance.

Luo Qingsi!
His name shines brighter than any star in the sky.

In an instant, the thirteen cities of Kunwu were in an uproar.

"Luo Qingsi? Another newcomer I've never heard of before, and a ruthless person who topped the Heavenly Ranking with only a mid-stage Golden Core cultivation!"

"How could I not be ruthless? I fought so hard that my natal sword almost shattered!"

"Although Senior Brother Lei lost, the champion is still from our Primordial Sword Sect! Hahaha, awesome!"

A deafening cheer erupted from the gathering place of the Taichu Sword Sect disciples. The disciples were so excited that their faces turned red and they were filled with immense pride.

"You're so smug about just one swordsmanship champion? Our Lingxu Sword Sect's senior sister, Jiang Heying, won the top spot on all three lists, and did you see us say anything?"

Lingxu Sword Sect gave an arrogant snort, and the two sects immediately erupted into a heated argument, which eventually escalated into a full-blown fight.

Inside the main hall of the Qingwei Sword Sect.

Yuan Shu Xingjun was beaming with pride. "Excellent! This battle has fully demonstrated the might of my Tai Chu Sword Sect."

Regardless of their inner thoughts, Cangyi Star Lord, Daoyuan Star Lord, and the many Nascent Soul cultivators present all turned to Yuanshu Star Lord and offered their congratulations.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Yuan Shu! The Primordial Sword Sect has gained another top spot on the Heavenly Ranking!"

"Luo Qingsi's name will surely resound throughout the mountains and seas!"

"A mid-stage Golden Core cultivator has won first place; the younger generation is truly formidable!"

The atmosphere inside the main hall became harmonious and warm for a moment.

"Huh? Now that the champion has been chosen, the stage should have disappeared by now. Why are Luo Qingsi and Jiang Heying still in the same place?"

All eyes instantly focused once again on the huge light screen projection in the center of the hall.

Sure enough, on the performance stage, Luo Qingsi was still crying uncontrollably while clutching her sword, while Jiang Heying and her several demon spirits remained outside the invisible light screen.

Just now, everyone was only focused on the birth of the leader and the appearance of his name, and they overlooked this unusual delay.

At this moment, deep within the Kunwu Mountains, another strange change occurred.

clang--

The powerful, ancient sound of the bell suddenly resounded.

The sound of the bell, like tangible ripples, swept across the vast territory of the Kunwu Mountains, reaching the depths of everyone's soul, and suddenly silencing the bustling thirteen cities.

With the tolling of the bell, the three giant swords pointing straight to the sky, along with the jade pillars, cauldrons, and artifact embryos hanging high in the clouds beside them, all collapsed into countless orbs of light, flowing like rivers into the sea, surging wildly towards the summit of the main peak of the Kunwu Mountains.

Where the light converges, the sea of ​​clouds surges and roars!
A magnificent tower, radiating a warm, jade-like luster, slowly rose amidst intertwined divine light.

The tower is so tall that it seems to pierce the azure sky.

The entire tower is carved from flawless white jade, with octagonal eaves that extend and are covered with ancient golden runes.

Each floor of the tower subtly exudes a different profound aura, whether it be the sharpness of sword intent, the divine charm of Taoist magic, the fragrance of elixirs, or the roar of a hundred refinements...

Finally, when it completely broke free from the sea of ​​clouds and firmly took root on the summit of Kunwu Peak, all the scattered light was contained within the tower, and only at the very top of the tower, it gathered into a single point of light as bright as the sun, illuminating all directions!

A black jade plaque hangs vertically at the top of the tower, and on the plaque, two ancient and vigorous characters exude endless majesty and Taoist charm.

Kunlun!

Each of the eight walls of the tower has a tightly closed jade door, each with a different shape, symbolizing a different Taoist sect.

Taoist magic, swordsmanship, alchemy, refining, talismans, array formations, celestial music, unorthodox methods.

On the walls adjacent to Daoist practices, alchemy, and the Hundred Refinements, the same golden name is engraved—Jiang Heying.

On the wall next to the gate of swordsmanship, there are many names left at this time, all of whom are the top swordsmen of the past Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Deity Transformation stages.

As the bell tolled, a grand and solemn fragment of consciousness entered the minds of all the cultivators inside the secret realm and those outside who had reached a certain level.

All paths lead to the source, the Kunlun Dao Stele—begins!

　This chapter has been revised. I wrote a new version of the battle between Luo Qingsi and Lei Wanting because the previous version was indeed too rough. If everyone's criticism is correct, then I will revise it!

　　Then, because the entire text has been replaced, the chapter comments will disappear. It's not that I'm being petty by deleting negative comments, please understand!

　　
　
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