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Chapter 210 Yan Chixia

Seeing the pale golden ripples passing by, Yan Chixia was slightly taken aback, then breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out it was indeed stimulated by evil spirits, that's good, as long as...

"Zheng!"

The sword hummed softly, interrupting Yan Chixia's thoughts.

The longsword, gleaming with an eerie light, swept past him, leaving a bloody gash on his left shoulder.

A slight pain shot through Yan Chixia's shoulder. Startled and enraged, he immediately leaped backward, creating distance, and glared at the Xiahou swordsman ahead, saying:

"Xiahou, are you serious?!"

"Swords and blades have no eyes, how could they be fake?"

Xiahou brandished his longsword, spilling a line of blood on the ground, and sneered, "I even thought you were the greatest swordsman in the world, but I never expected you to be such a shameless scoundrel who uses his sword to commit heinous acts!"

"Don't you feel ashamed of doing this?"

"Pah!" Yan Chixia spat, annoyed. "You have the nerve to criticize me for bullying unarmed people?"

Xiahou retorted, "I call this using their own methods against them, letting you taste the difference in weaponry!"

Yan Chixia frowned and said, "So there's nothing to talk about?"

Xiahou sneered, "That's right!"

Yan Chixia sighed, "You forced me to do this!"

So what if I force you?

Xiahou the swordsman scoffed, "As a swordsman, how could you possibly be my match without a sword in your hand?!"

Yan Chixia sneered and made a hand seal, saying, "Who told you that I, Daoist, am just a swordsman?"

Xiahou was taken aback upon hearing this.

The next second, Yan Chixia stomped his foot, his hands rapidly forming hand seals, and shouted angrily:

"The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law!"

"Taiyi Tianzun, may this be done at once!"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Chixia's palm emitted a crimson light, instantly filling Xiahou's entire field of vision.

Xiahou the swordsman felt a bright red light before his eyes, and his mind was struck as if by a heavy hammer. He felt dizzy and his limbs were as heavy as if filled with iron, and he could not move at all!
Seeing Xiahou Jianke standing there dumbfounded, Yan Chixia strode forward, snatched the long sword from his hand, and held it to his neck.

Xiahou the swordsman snapped out of his daze, feeling the deadly sharpness against his neck, and was shocked.

"what is this?"

"Just a soul-capturing spell."

"So you really are a Taoist priest?"

"nonsense!"

Yan Chixia rolled his eyes, then twisted his sword and slammed the spine of the blade heavily against the side of Xiahou Swordsman's head.

The powerful force struck, and Xiahou the swordsman rolled his eyes, collapsing to the ground unconscious without uttering a sound.

Looking at the unconscious Xiahou on the ground, Yan Chixia said disdainfully, "Sparring swords is fine, but trying to play dirty tricks on a Taoist master? You think you're worthy?"

Having said that, he plunged his longsword into the ground, then took the sword case from his back and looked at the golden divine sword floating in the sky, saying:
"Manipulate the Way of Heaven, transform the Two Elements, create Yin and Yang, turn the universe around, and obey the decree of amnesty!"

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows the law; the law arises from the heart, and life is endless!"

"Taiyi Tianzun, by the decree of the law, hasten to withdraw!"

With a loud shout, a strange force of attraction emanated from the sword box below.

Lin Yu, who was studying spiritual energy, was interrupted by this power. He immediately turned around fiercely and glared at Yan Chixia next to the sword box.

"Be bold!"

In an instant, a vast, ocean-like consciousness spread out, seemingly covering the entire sky and looking down upon the tiny mortals below.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, the sword case could not withstand the pressure and shattered.

Yan Chixia was horrified: "There really is an evil spirit!"

"You're kidding me!"

A strange voice rang in my mind, saying irritably, "If your eyes are bad, go get them treated. How could someone as dignified and upright as me be mistaken for an evil spirit by a young man like you?"

That's hard to say!
Yan Chixia thought to himself.

But under the pressure of that vast consciousness, he still cautiously asked, "And who are you?"

Lin Yu said leisurely, "Who I am is not important. What is important is that this Xuanyuan Sword belongs to me. Now that I have awakened, it is only right that this item be returned to its rightful owner!"

what? !

Yan Chixia was both shocked and furious. He couldn't help but shout angrily, "I respected your profound magical power and great supernatural abilities, which is why I spoke to you so politely. I never expected you to be so rude. Not only did you hide your true colors, but you also insisted on taking my treasure. Do you really think I'm made of clay?!"

Lin Yu replied without hesitation, "That's right."

Enraged, Yan Chixia immediately... lashed out.

There was nothing he could do. The other party was too powerful. They had destroyed his sword case and stolen his most powerful Xuanyuan Sword. Even if he used all his skills, he probably wouldn't be a match for this mysterious old monster.

Thinking of this, his anger subsided, his attitude softened, and though he was somewhat resentful, he said helplessly:

"Senior, is there really no room for negotiation?"

"..."

Seeing Yan Chixia like this, Lin Yu felt refreshed and his mind was clear.

I told you not to try and control me, otherwise I'd really be wondering who's the boss!
Lin Yu snorted, then turned his sword around and flew to Yan Chixia, circling him once.

"Your name is Yan Chixia?"

"Exactly!" "Nice name, but unfortunately, he's a bit ugly."

"..."

Yan Chixia was furious, but he suppressed his anger and did not refute.

Lin Yu looked at him thoughtfully, thinking that this must be the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story"!
If he remembers correctly, it was a rather chaotic world of supernatural tales.

The Heavenly Court has vanished, the Underworld is in disarray, and the human world is in utter chaos, with demons running rampant.

Simply put, it's a world where the three realms are collapsing and it's about to enter the Dharma-ending Age.

This background, taken alone, seems to reveal some secret of the world, but Lin Yu knew that was not the case.

He came from beyond the heavens, and from a more macroscopic perspective, he clearly saw what was happening—

This world is gradually moving away from the central, main world!

It was originally located on the edge of the entire mythological multiverse, but now, for some unknown reason, it has gone further and further away, which is why the Three Realms have collapsed and it is gradually entering the Dharma-ending Age.

Furthermore, when Lin Yu smuggled himself in, he vaguely sensed the connection between this world and other worlds.

Therefore, he guessed that the entire mythological multiverse should be interconnected, and those missing gods and Buddhas probably withdrew from this world long ago!

Judging from this, the world should have been abandoned.

Even if Lin Yu makes some big moves, he probably won't be noticed.

But then again, if a peripheral world can have such abundant spiritual energy, just how powerful must the main world at the very center be?

Could it be a prehistoric world from online novels, or a world of traditional mythology?
Lin Yu was overjoyed, thinking that he had made the right decision to come here, and that his hard work in smuggling himself across the border was worthwhile!
After a moment's thought, Lin Yu decided to proceed cautiously and wait until he was sure he wouldn't be discovered before making his move to plunder... no, inherit the world's legacy!

However, he really didn't expect that the protagonist of this world would be Yan Chixia!
Shouldn't it be Ning Caichen?

Lin Yu snapped out of his daze, looked at the bearded man in front of him who dared not speak out against his anger, and sighed inwardly.

...Fine, Yan Chixia it is!

He originally planned to be a golden-handed old man for a while, so what difference did it make whose role he played?

Yan Chixia might be a bit better; at least he didn't do anything that would make your blood pressure spike.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu said leisurely, "Don't worry, you have kept the Xuanyuan Sword safe for me for many years. Even if you have not made any great contributions, you have certainly worked hard."

"I never mistreat those who have rendered meritorious service, and I will certainly compensate you—tell me, what do you want?"

Yan Chixia answered without hesitation: "The Xuanyuan Sword!"

Lin Yu, his face full of black lines, said, "Except for this."

Yan Chixia bluntly replied, "That's all then!"

"no!"

With a resolute voice, a golden light flew out from the Xuanyuan Sword, transforming into a humanoid phantom before Yan Chixia's eyes.

This man was dressed in a golden robe and had a handsome face. Although he looked young, he had an indescribable air of majesty, especially his dark eyes, which seemed to contain the entire starry sky.

Just by looking into his eyes, Yan Chixia felt a pressure that seemed almost tangible.

"Tell me quickly, what do you want?"

The handsome young man in the golden robe spoke in an unquestionable tone.

Yan Chixia's heart skipped a beat, but he feigned helplessness and said, "But I really don't want anything..."

The handsome young man in the golden robe looked thoughtful, then glanced at the unconscious Xiahou swordsman not far away and said:
"When I was absorbing the essence of the sun and moon just now, I vaguely heard your conversation. This person seems to have been making things difficult for you for the past seven years. How about I take action and solve this problem for you?"

"Don't! Don't!"

Yan Chixia quickly said, "This guy is just a sword fanatic, he doesn't really deserve to die. Besides, his martial arts are far inferior to mine. If he wanted to kill me, he would have done so long ago. Why bother you, senior?"

The golden-robed youth thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "That's right. The reason he came to you is for the title of the number one swordsman in the world. Even if you kill him, it's only a temporary solution. Sooner or later, someone else will come along."

"Yes!"

Yan Chixia sighed, "Because of this empty title of the number one swordsman in the world, I have been hiding and running away all these years, suffering endless harassment. Although Xiahou has been chasing me for seven years, he is just one of many masters!"

"A hollow reputation?" The golden-robed youth looked at him disdainfully and said, "Don't give me that. If it were really a hollow reputation, you would have given it up long ago. Why would you be hiding like this, making a mess of things?"

"..."

Yan Chixia's expression stiffened for a moment, then he coughed twice and changed the subject, saying, "Senior, how about this, let's postpone it for a few days and allow me to think it over carefully. Once I've figured out what I want, I'll let you know, okay?"

"..."

The handsome young man in the golden robe hesitated.

After a moment, he nodded slightly and said, "Very well, then let's postpone it for a few days!"

After speaking, the golden-robed youth transformed into golden light and returned to the Xuanyuan Divine Sword.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia was overjoyed, thinking that he finally had a way to keep the sword!
What he didn't know was that Lin Yu had never intended to leave, and that the current situation was something he had deliberately created.

Both men had their own ulterior motives and were quite satisfied with the current situation.

Unfortunately, this senior was unwilling to return to his sheath and insisted on floating in the air. Yan Chixia had no choice but to settle for second best and temporarily use Xiahou Swordsman's sword.

Just as he was struggling to unsheathe the sword at Xiahou's waist, a sound of something falling suddenly came from outside the door.

Yan Chixia paused, then turned around abruptly and shouted angrily, "Who is it?!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ta Bian saw the pale-faced scholar carrying a book basket at the door.

The sound of it falling just now was from the lantern that fell from his hand.

"...So he's just a pale-faced scholar!"

Yan Chixia breathed a sigh of relief, but soon he realized something was wrong.

Because the scholar was staring blankly at them, his gaze gradually shifting from its initial dazedness to an indescribable terror.

Following his gaze, one could see a burly man lying unconscious on the ground, his clothes open, revealing his chest hair, and oneself with one's hands on the man's waist, seemingly unbuckling one's belt...

(End of this chapter)