Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 469 A mere demonic sword dares to contend with the Azure Chain?

The Frost-Slaying Sword is nearing completion.

The emergence of a divine weapon is always accompanied by extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth, such as rays of light and auspicious colors. But throughout history, when have any divine weapons ever displayed such a wondrous sight?

Sword Forging City has a history spanning hundreds of years, forging countless divine weapons and artifacts. It can be said to be the family in the world that knows the most about divine weapons, artifacts, and precious swords.

The experience of successive city lords of Sword Forging City, and the records in several warehouses, still don't know what kind of strange phenomenon this is.

With a real dragon encircling and a celestial phoenix soaring into the sky, this "dragon and phoenix auspiciousness" lasting for more than half an hour is something even the renowned Chixiao would not have seen.

Even if you tell others that the Sword Forging City has forged an Emperor's Sword, comparable to the Imperial Seal and the Crimson Sky Sword, and that obtaining it means obtaining the world, you can still gain a group of followers.

How could anyone sit still in such a situation?

Jianxiong helped Li Zhaoting put on his clothes: "My lord, things are so chaotic outside, you must be careful."

Li Zhaoting said, "Xiong'er, you and Sheng Lan summon all the swordsmen of Sword Forging City. I mean all of them. No matter what the reason, they must come and assemble immediately. Anyone who fails to do so within half an hour will be treated as a traitor!"

Wang Shenglan shouted, "My husband is right! Sister, you must not be soft-hearted. At times like this, we must obey orders without question, and no one can disobey!"

Jianxiong has a relatively gentle personality, so Li Zhaoting asked Wang Shenglan to help him. Then, he took Meizhu and Cheng Huaixiu straight to the sword-casting pool. They were delayed while getting dressed, and by the time they arrived at the sword-casting pool, the battle was already raging.

Helian Ba ​​and Guan Yutian fought fiercely and were evenly matched.

Helian Ba's movement technique is mysterious and unpredictable, with his clones forming nine layers of demonic shadows. Even if Shi Zhixuan were alive, he would have to retreat in the face of such a wonderful movement technique.

After mastering the two ultimate techniques, the Thousand-Hand Tathagata Palm and the Great Compassion Thousand-Leaf Hand, Helian Ba ​​not only created dozens or even hundreds of phantoms, but also hundreds or thousands of palm prints.

In the firelight, Helian Ba ​​looked like a monster with a thousand hands and feet, or a thousand-armed demon king. Guan Yutian had profound skills and superb palm techniques, but there were too many powerful enemies around him, so he had to conserve five-tenths of his strength.

The Purple and Green Twin Swords are still being maintained. Several master swordsmiths are studying the bronze jue (a type of ancient Chinese wine vessel) and adding some small trinkets to give the Purple and Green Twin Swords a qualitative improvement in terms of materials.

Li Zhaoting reached out and grabbed the Bloodstained Sword from the Sword Master's waist. He then slashed down from the air, and the Bloodstained Sword's light fell from the sky. The sword energy grew as it rose with the wind, and when the tip of the sword struck the ground, it turned into a wall of sword energy.

Helian Ba ​​and Guan Yutian were separated by a single sword strike.

The two took a few steps back, each concentrating their energy.

Li Zhaoting released his divine sense, achieving oneness with heaven and man. His aura was like that of a god and a demon. With a gentle wave of his left hand, hundreds of unformed sword blanks in the sword-forging pool bowed slightly in Li Zhaoting's direction. All the swordsmen and the swords at everyone's waists bounced uncontrollably.

Metaphysical swordsmanship, unparalleled throughout history.

They revered him like a god.

"Clap!"

Li Zhaoting landed lightly on the ground.

"Gentlemen, please give me some face."

The Frost Sword is the result of a sixty-year-long transaction between Sword Forging City and the Demon Sword Clan. I don't care about your ambitions, and I will not participate in the struggle for fame and fortune in the Western Regions martial arts world.

I only want to do one thing.

Maintaining the centuries-old reputation of Sword Forging City!
If you must fight before the Frost Sword is forged, then I will be your opponent!

Anyone who wants to cause trouble, come at me!
I, Li Zhaoting, will accept them all!

Li Zhaoting swung his sword upwards, unleashing a sword aura that soared into the sky. The blood-red sword light, reaching the heavens and the earth, resembled a collapsing celestial river or a shattering space, with rolling sword energy pouring down like a torrent.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Li Zhaoting walked towards the crowd step by step, his spiritual aura enveloping the entire sword-forging pool. Unconsciously, everyone's heartbeat synchronized with the sound of Li Zhaoting's footsteps.

If Li Zhaoting stomped his foot down forcefully, the strong resonance would cause at least half of the martial arts masters present to die, and the rest would all be seriously injured.

Even someone as powerful as Guan Yutian was stunned into silence.

This is the Sword Forging Pool, filled with swords. The enhancement it provides to Li Zhaoting is terrifying. Li Zhaoting can flick his fingers at the lava and guide all the swords to form a torrent, unleashing a move called "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source"!
Forget about innate qi or indestructible golden Buddhas; when faced with hundreds of sword blanks tempered in lava pools and imbued with the fiery aura of lava, they would all turn into paper.

Who could achieve harmony between man and nature and cause lava eruptions, earth-shaking, earthquakes, and landslides?
Li Zhaoting didn't need to make a move; the sword-forging pool naturally became his domain, and every sword blank was a soldier of his, willing to charge for him.

With favorable timing, location, and popular support, Li Zhaoting was confident that even if Pang Ban came, he would still dare to fight him for three hundred rounds, clashing the Supreme Heavenly Sword against the Demon Seed of the Dao Heart.

Sword Master smoothed things over: "Gentlemen, Sword Forging City is open for business. If you are here to seek swords, I welcome you. If you are here to cause trouble, Sword Forging City has stood in the Western Regions for hundreds of years. I dare not say that it is the strongest sword sect in the Western Regions, but it will not allow itself to be bullied."

Before he finished speaking, cheers erupted from the foot of the mountain.

Jianxiong summoned all the swordsmen of Sword Forging City, who lined up neatly at the foot of the mountain. Sword energy surged up like a tidal wave, and sword light was like clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

The structure of Sword Forging City is quite bizarre.

The front is a city, and the back is a volcano. The volcano's interior contains lava and magma caves, which naturally form foundries. There is only one road leading up the mountain, and if the gap is blocked, not even a bird can fly out.

In this situation, no one dared to make a move.

Guan Yutian said, "Sword City Lord, Hero Li, I only want to make a deal. The chaos in the Western Regions and the bloodshed in the martial world will surely stay away from Sword Forging City."

Ren Qianxing added, "A true man keeps his word. Few throughout history have been able to fulfill the promise made by Sword Forging City over sixty years. I swear by the bloodline of the Demon Sword Clan that I will be friends with Sword Forging City for all eternity. If I break this promise, may I die under the ravages of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning!"

Ren Qianxing's oath was quite solemn, but Beitang Mo found it a pain in the ass, thinking to himself, "What nonsense are you spouting? You can swear an oath, but what does it have to do with my Sifang Sect?"
An old man sighed, "You lot, stop arguing! Whether the Frost Sword is good or bad is none of my business. I'm just here to watch the show! You took my Nine Dragon Stone, so you should at least let me see the sword!"

This old man's real name is unknown. He was a highly skilled doctor and was known as the "Hua Tuo of the Western Regions." He, along with Sai Xi Shi and the Wine Immortal, formed the Three Heroes of the Western Regions. The original novel was severely misrepresented in this story.

In the original story, Sai Xishi was just there to make up the numbers, and the Wine Immortal became a sacrifice for "One Sword Separates Worlds," being instantly killed by Ren Qianxing with a single sword strike. Sai Huatuo successfully survived to the end, but was tricked by the protagonist group and lost thirty years of his lifespan. The old man, who was already white-haired, should have been preparing his coffin after the fight!

In the Western Regions, there was also a young Sai Huatuo, whose real name was Ouyang Mingri. He was the son abandoned by Ouyang Feiying. He was handsome, had superb medical skills, and was very knowledgeable.

It's hard to evaluate the medical skills of the two Sai Huatuos. Ouyang Mingri is more perceptive, while Sai Huatuo is more experienced. However, in terms of treasures, Sai Huatuo is superior, possessing not only the Nine Dragon Stone but also three Life-Sustaining Three Immortal Needles.

The Three Immortal Needles for Extending Life: This technique treats patients at the cost of sacrificing ten years of the user's own lifespan. As long as the patient has a breath left and all their organs are intact, this technique can save them.

Seeing this, everyone can understand that the lifespan that Sai Huatuo lost was due to the Three Immortal Needles for Extending Life!

He gave Yan Zangfeng's mother a needle, but due to the damage to her internal organs, she could not be completely saved. Sai Huatuo spent ten years of his lifespan, only to gain a moment of life. He uttered a meaningless last word and then passed away.

The injection was given to the final boss, Ren Qianxing. If he hadn't saved Ren Qianxing's life, none of this mess would have happened. However, doctors are compassionate, so we shouldn't be too harsh on him.

The injection was given to the female lead, and it had a slight effect.

It has to be said that even a divine doctor has a tough time dealing with a bunch of treacherous protagonists! His precious treasures were all swindled away, and his lifespan was shortened by thirty years. After finally defeating the BOSS, Yan Zangfeng said, "Since you sincerely repent, I will forgive your evil deeds and hope that you will live a good life in the future."

Li Zhaoting swore that when he saw this scene in his past life, he really wanted to smash the TV.

Yan Zangfeng is the kind of protagonist who has no presence, no personal charm, and is the most poorly made trash protagonist. Reading the whole story can make you so angry that you'll have a brain hemorrhage.

Li Zhaoting didn't care where Yan Zangfeng went.

As long as Hua Tuo (a legendary Chinese physician) comes, everything will be fine.

Even without the burden of that good-for-nothing Yan Zangfeng, Sai Huatuo still held a very high position in the Western Regions martial arts world. Upon hearing Sai Huatuo speak, everyone readily agreed.

The Sword Master led the way into the sword-forging pool.

Apart from the swordsmith who has been forging the Frost Sword for generations, all other swordsmiths were knocked unconscious and taken away. The swordsmiths longed to see the Frost Sword come into being, but the birth of the Frost Sword would inevitably be accompanied by countless battles. These swordsmiths would suffer collateral damage. Good advice was useless; the only option was to knock them unconscious with a stick and forcibly carry them away.

After passing through a passageway that was twenty or thirty feet long, there was a huge cave, about two or three hundred feet long, with rocks scorched black and radiating heat.

Lava channels, like streams, meander through the sword-casting pool, with fist-sized magma bubbles constantly bubbling out and exploding into bursts of sparks.

The entire cave was intensely hot, and even the rocks at the top of the cave were melted and dripped down, cooling as they fell and forming unique stalactites. There were hundreds of sword blanks in the pool of underground fire, which had just been hammered by craftsmen and could all be considered sharp weapons.

The Frost Sword is located at the very core of the Sword Forging Pool.

A sword hilt was revealed from the rolling lava. The guard was made of two dragon heads. The hilt was longer than that of an ordinary sword and could be held with both hands, so it was obviously a two-handed greatsword.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

Perhaps it was the intense heat of the flames, or perhaps it was the hallucination caused by lack of oxygen, but countless people fell into a trance, even a master like Helian Ba ​​was caught in the illusion.

In Helian Ba's hallucination, he sat on a high platform, holding the Frost Sword, wearing a Nine-Dragon Python Robe, with the martial arts sects and masters he had conquered below him.

Helian Ba ​​looked up to the sky and shouted: "My name will become a synonym for respect, fear and an unchallengeable term for all people under heaven. The title of Lord of the World is not enough to describe my god-like status. My name is not in the Book of Life and Death. What can you do to me before the Mirror of Retribution? I will be invincible under heaven!"

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Two sword cries erupted from the lava pool, and two beams of light shot into the sky, one blue and one purple. These were the Purple and Blue Twin Swords, maintained in the Sword Forging Pool. Repaired by the skilled craftsmen of Sword Forging City, all damage sustained in recent years of battles with powerful enemies had been restored, and they had even been infused with bronze. From then on, the Purple and Blue Twin Swords naturally possessed self-repairing abilities; even if broken by a powerful enemy, as long as the fragments remained intact, they could be restored to their original state.

The divine weapon possesses a spirit.

Sensing the might of the Frost Sword, sensing that everyone was trapped in an illusion, and feeling the power of the Frost Sword impacting Li Zhaoting's mind, the Purple and Green Twin Swords automatically protected their master.

The Frost Sword was not yet completed. Even if it were, it would be an unclaimed object, far inferior in power to the Purple and Green Twin Swords, which were a perfect union of man and sword.

Li Zhaoting caught the purple and green swords with a wave of his hand, and the melodious sword sounds echoed throughout the cave, and everyone returned to normal.

Helian Ba ​​looked at Ling Shuangjian warily.

The illusion just now was too terrifying. It reached the deepest desire in Helian Ba's heart, making him unable to resist immersing himself in it and wanting to be immersed in the illusion for a lifetime.

If someone were to take advantage of this opportunity to launch a sneak attack, even if Helian Ba ​​had ten lives, he would still die here.

Is this the power of the Frostbite Sword?

The Demon Sword Clan is indeed not to be underestimated!

Beitang Mo asked, "May I ask, Lord Sword City, what steps are still needed to complete the forging of the Frost Sword? The sight of the dragon and phoenix singing in harmony is truly breathtaking."

Guan Yutian sneered: "The harmonious cries of the dragon and phoenix are merely a celestial phenomenon when divine weapons are forged, and cannot compare to the four Qilin jades of the Four Directions Sect. If we're talking about celestial phenomena, the descent of four Qilins to the mortal realm is the true auspicious sign!"

Li Zhaoting snapped his fingers: "Stop talking! If you want to argue, go outside! If you want to fight, go outside! Enough is enough, I really don't want to waste any more breath!"

Everyone looked at Sai Huatuo at the same time.

Sai Huatuo sighed and threw the Nine Dragon Stone, which he had been handling for over thirty years, into the lava. Ren Qianxing made a cut on his arm and used his blood to temper the sword's edge.

The Frost Sword absorbed the Nine Dragon Stone and blood, and its sword spirit and soul gathered on the sword body, releasing thousands of rays of light. With the stimulation of the Purple and Green Twin Swords, its precious light soared into the sky.

It all comes down to those four words—divine weapons possess spirits!
The Frost Sword is a divine weapon that has been tempered for sixty years. In the last sixty years, which sword forged in Sword Forging City dares to clash with the Frost Sword? Even if the Frost Sword is not the king of swords, it is at least a "prince" among swords.

In terms of materials, the Purple and Green Twin Swords are no match for the Frost Sword. After being tempered in the lava pool for sixty years, even black iron would be burned to ashes. The materials used to forge the Frost Sword are the rarest metals.

However, the Purple and Green Twin Swords have a master swordsman, who is the most outstanding swordsman of the era. The swordsman and the sword are one, and the sword's sound resonates endlessly. No matter how powerful the Frost Sword is, its sound is like a tree without roots, and it quickly falls into an absolute disadvantage.

Guan Yutian shouted, "Quickly draw your sword!"

Ren Qianxing reached out towards the blazing lava pool, disregarding everything else in order to obtain the Ling Shuang Sword.

Ren Qianxing was the destined master of the Demon Sword. Moreover, the Ling Shuang Sword was suppressed by the Zi Qing Twin Swords and urgently needed its master to relieve the pressure. Ren Qianxing reached out and grabbed the Ling Shuang Sword, which flew out of the sword-forging pool and landed in his hand.

Scalding hot! Burning hot! Passionate! Exploding!
Numerous thoughts swirled in Ren Qianxing's mind. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he gripped the sword hilt with both hands, pouring all his power into the Ling Shuang Sword. The demonic nature of the Ling Shuang Sword overwhelmed the righteous energy, transforming it into a blood-red demonic sword.

"Go to hell!"

Ren Qianxing roared to the sky, his hair ornament torn apart, his whole body disheveled. He gripped the demonic sword in one hand and supported the blade with the other. He stepped forward, and a blood-red beam shot out from the tip of the sword, like a laser sight.

"One! Sword! Separates! Worlds!"

With a roar, Ren Qianxing suddenly stood up, gripped the sword hilt with both hands, and swung the demonic sword in reverse. The sword energy roared, and the most ferocious, fierce, ruthless, and poisonous sword energy slammed towards...

—Li Zhaoting!

Ren Qianxing was completely controlled by the demonic sword. The demonic sword was fierce, ruthless, cruel, and bloodthirsty. It was already burning with rage when it sensed the sword intent of Li Zhaoting's Supreme Heavenly Sword. Not to mention that it had been suppressed by the Purple and Green Twin Swords earlier. The extremely angry demonic sword kept sucking Ren Qianxing's essence and blood. With demonic thoughts entangled in him, Ren Qianxing unleashed his strongest killing move.

Helian Ba ​​and the others were already looking forward to a fight; the more intense the battle, the easier it would be to take advantage of the chaos.

The two, who should have been allies, are now engaged in a life-or-death struggle under the influence of the Frost Sword. Helian Ba ​​and the others are amazed by the power of "One Sword Separates Worlds" and hope that its power will become even stronger. They wish they could amplify the sword energy tenfold and perish together with Li Zhaoting.

Guan Yutian wanted to stop him, but Ren Qianxing, who was fighting desperately with the demonic sword in his hand, was unlikely to withstand the sharpness of the demonic sword even if he used his innate qi to block it.

In the blink of an eye, it was too late for Li Zhaoting to spare his life!

Ren Qianxing's powerful move, infused with the demonic nature of his bloodline, his mad will, and the ferocious power of his demonic sword, tore through the air, carrying a destructive red light that threatened to destroy everything, and aimed directly at Li Zhaoting.

Wherever the sword's edge passed, a deep trench was ploughed into the hard rock, and the heat waves from the lava pool were pushed away. In a daze, one could almost hear the "space" wailing.

The demonic sword devoured Ren Qianxing's life force, amplifying his ambition, murderous intent, demonic nature, and evil thoughts. Combined with his own jealousy of the Purple and Green Twin Swords, it made the "One Sword Separates Worlds" move, a life-or-death killing strike, even more tragic and ruthless.

Faced with the earth-shattering crimson sword light, Li Zhaoting's expression remained unchanged; his deep eyes held only a clear and calm gaze, like the moon reflected in an ancient well.

"Om~"

The sword's cry seemed to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, clearly reaching everyone's ears amidst the clamor of sword energy and boiling magma, as the Azure Chain Sword arrived in an instant.

The harsh grinding sound echoed throughout the cave.

Like scratching a glass blackboard with a cat's paw.

The crimson sword light seemed to have been thrown onto a lathe, polished by countless gears, and dimmed at a visible speed, with red and green light intertwining and flashing in the earth's fire and lava.

"Impossible! The Demon Sword is invincible!"

"Die! All of you, die!"

Ren Qianxing stared at Li Zhaoting with a frenzy.

Anger is pointless.

The power of the sword that separated worlds dissipated rapidly.

In the instant when Ren Qianxing's old power had vanished, new power had not yet arisen, and his mind was completely controlled by the demonic sword...

Li Zhaoting made a move.

Li Zhaoting did not rush towards Ren Qianxing, nor did he even make an attacking stance. He simply raised his left foot and, as if stepping on an invisible staircase, took a small step forward with remarkable ease. The earth seemed to turn over, and the stars shifted.

A vast and powerful spiritual pressure, as immense as the ocean and as heavy as the earth, suddenly descended, and everything in the sword-forging pool seemed to freeze, except for the demonic sword, which remained arrogant.

"A weapon without a master's control, no matter how ferocious it may be, is nothing but an inanimate object! How can a mere demonic sword be worthy of being an enemy of the Azure Chain?"

Heavenly Punishment - Ward Off Evil!

He carries out punishments on behalf of Heaven, and vanquishes evil and wards off evil.

After comprehending the "Supreme Heavenly Sword," Li Zhaoting, in order to match the sword intent and combine it with his own experiences, created a Heavenly Sword Technique that is all-encompassing and has boundless potential.

"Heavenly Punishment" is the starting point of "Heavenly Sword" and also the starting point for Li Zhaoting to pick up the sword. Li Zhaoting's initial wish was to become a famous swordsman.

The word "wuxia" (martial arts chivalry) may impress with its martial arts aspect, but what truly endures is the chivalrous act of upholding justice.

The sword light was as majestic as the heavens, possessing a restraining power against evil and demonic techniques, like the warmth of the setting sun amidst lingering snow. With the blessing of the supreme heavenly sword, the azure light of the sword forcefully suppressed the blood-red light of the demonic sword, and it was about to sever the demonic sword in one strike.

If the two swords clashed, the Demon Sword would be no match for the Azure Chain, which is empowered by the Heavenly Sword. The Azure Chain is primarily offensive, and with a single, seemingly effortless strike, it could completely destroy the Frost Sword.

However, the Frost Sword is not just a demonic sword.

The Frost Sword is essentially two swords.

A sword of the heart, embodying vitality and righteousness.

A demonic sword, wielding destruction and demonic energy.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Frost Sword swiftly transformed from a demonic sword into a sword of the heart, its blade turning pale blue and brimming with vitality. Ren Qianxing roared, "Come back! The Frost Sword is mine, the demonic sword belongs to me..."

Seeing that Ling Shuang Sword was about to break free of his control, Ren Qianxing roared desperately and gripped the hilt tightly.

Just as Guan Yutian was about to step forward, a cold glint flashed, and the Ling Shuang Sword split in two. Apart from the different colors of the blades, they were exactly the same. The Demon Sword was held in Ren Qianxing's hand, while the Heart Sword flew into the air and landed in Cheng Huaixiu's hand.

This is called "choosing the tallest among the short"!
The Heart Sword embodies righteousness, but the experts present are either evil or heretical. The one who best embodies righteousness is Li Zhaoting, who wields the Purple and Green Twin Swords and disdains the Frost Sword. Divine weapons possess spirit, so ignoring Li Zhaoting, only Cheng Huaixiu remains.

Who else could they turn to besides Cheng Huaixiu?
We can't let something become ownerless right after it's born!
This change happened so fast that no one had time to react. Li Zhaoting said, "The Demon Sword has been handed over to you, and the agreement between the two families is now settled!"

Guan Yutian glanced at Ren Qianxing, knowing that if he left now, he would inevitably become the target of public criticism.

"I would like to rest and recuperate in Sword Forging City for a few days."

"Of course! You're absolutely welcome!"

(End of this chapter)