Spectating the Angsty Romance of the Master and Disciple from the Sect Next Door Chapter 143

The commotion in the demon realm was truly not small. All the powerful cultivators on the Lancang Continent, as long as they weren’t in death seclusion, were gazing towards the Demon Palace. Even if they couldn’t see clearly, they kept their eyes on it, mainly because it had been a long time since there was such novel excitement. Even the most serene individuals couldn’t help but take a few more glances.
Then they saw Li Jin’an, who had just been displaying her might, sneaking out of the Demon Palace, desperately fleeing in a pathetic manner, with the new demon lord in hot pursuit.
In the blink of an eye, the chasing figures of one human and one demon swept past several demon realm cities, the hurricanes they stirred up randomly annihilating several unfortunate demons.
Li Jin’an multitasked, doing three things at once: wielding her sword, dodging, and yelling bizarrely, “Ancestral Master above, what on earth are you?!”
Before coming, she had been full of confidence. Even if Wu Zhaoxing had broken through to the Mahayana Realm, she wasn’t afraid; fighting across realms was not difficult for a sword cultivator.
What Xie Huaixue could do hundreds of years ago, Li Jin’an felt she could also accomplish, and she absolutely could not shame Xie Huaixue.
Perhaps she couldn’t forcefully kill Wu Zhaoxing, but self-preservation was not a concern. This was also why Xie Huaixue, Dao Lord Jingting, and Sword Lord Chi Xin were so at ease with her. As long as Wu Zhaoxing remained within the rules of the Lancang Continent, she couldn’t cause a major upheaval. She couldn’t possibly jump directly to the Tribulation Transcendence Realm; if she did, why be a demon lord? She might as well replace the Heavenly Dao and become the heaven of the Lancang Continent directly.
Besides, if she couldn’t win, couldn’t she at least run?
Perhaps it was a bit shameful, but it would be truly shameful if Li Jin’an still stubbornly insisted on doing something dangerous, even knowing the risks. She wasn’t a hot-headed one or two-hundred-year-old who prioritized pride over practicality. If she were to do such a thing, she would probably be mocked by the two unscrupulous elders, Dao Lord Jingting and Sword Lord Chi Xin, until the next millennium.
However, what Li Jin’an didn’t expect was that Wu Zhaoxing, with a third eye between her brows, would be so difficult to deal with. She was like sticky taffy; once she latched on, she couldn’t be shaken off, making it impossible for her to get away.
After the third eye between Wu Zhaoxing’s brows opened wide and became piercingly bright, her two normal eyes dimmed and turned cloudy white. Her entire body erupted with powerful demonic energy. Like a puppet controlled by someone, she could precisely anticipate and evade Li Jin’an’s attacks every time, and her moves became increasingly bizarre, leaving Li Jin’an constantly on guard.
Li Jin’an felt as if she was facing a massive swamp that could swallow all her sword techniques, and then spit out attacks in the exact same manner.
This left Li Jin’an, who usually fought with broad, open strikes and openly, feeling very uncomfortable. She felt completely countered, as if she had punched cotton, and the cotton then opened a gaping maw to lick her fist.
Both powerless and disgusted.
Caught off guard, Li Jin’an suffered several hidden losses one after another, and could only frantically run around. However, she wasn’t too flustered; wherever there were many demons gathered, that’s where she ran. The aftermath of their battle swept across vast areas, and large swathes of demons also died along with it.
The number of demons that wouldn’t die in a typical great war between humans and demons, died today, so much so that Li Jin’an and Wu Zhaoxing looked like two diligent old farmers diligently swinging blood-colored sickles to harvest wheat in the sky above the demon realm.
Li Jin’an naturally wouldn’t sit idly by and wait for death. With her superb skill and boldness, she tore through space, using the void’s ephemeral nature, to hide in the void and ambush whatever Wu Zhaoxing had become.
As a sword cultivator with the most acute battle intuition, Li Jin’an didn’t know what was happening with Wu Zhaoxing, nor did she have time to ponder why Wu Zhaoxing could predict her attacks and evade them. But the moment she realized something was amiss, she had already responded.
She didn’t know why, but she knew what to do next.
As long as Wu Zhaoxing’s precognition was obstructed for a few seconds by the void, causing a delay, that would be Li Jin’an’s chance.
In battle, Li Jin’an never lacked patience. Like a hunting big cat, she lay in wait, sharpening her claws, ready to strike.
Suddenly!
Li Jin’an, who had been darting all over the demon realm, stopped, and swung her sword behind her back, facing away from Wu Zhaoxing.
Clang—
A sharp, soaring sword cry.
Spanning hundreds of miles, a terrifying sword energy, wrapped in monstrous flames, burst forth from the void crack, fiercely surging forward in an instant.
As if a silver vase shattered, water gushed forth; as if iron cavalry charged, blades and spears clanged.
The entire void seemed to be drained by this sword energy, instantly drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, forming a grand cosmic force. Its oppressive might poured down, looking down from above at the ants on the ground.
Demons a thousand miles away uncontrollably crashed to the ground, held tightly by the supreme heavenly might, unable to move.
‘Wu Zhaoxing’ was only a fraction of a second too slow, and in that very instant, she was locked onto by the sword intent.
She couldn’t dodge; she could only resist head-on.
Boom!!
A colossal sword shadow slashed down!
‘Wu Zhaoxing’ raised both her palms upwards, channeling demonic energy to forcibly take the sword strike.
His hands disintegrated, transforming into sharp demonic claws, only to be annihilated by the sword energy again, regrow, and be annihilated again…
His entire demonic body tore open and then healed.
The clash between a Peak Unity Sword Sovereign and a Mahayana Realm Demon Lord was truly world-shaking. The immense power of their collision directly flattened the nearby mountain ranges, and the savage demons hiding within were erased along with them before they could even scream.
‘Wu Zhaoxing’ let out a low roar, forcibly spreading her palms, demonic energy transforming into blades, and slashed towards Li Jin’an, meeting the sword energy.
Li Jin’an, unafraid and unyielding, crossed her hands, pushing them forward, and her Blazing Radiance Sword, carrying the grand cosmic force, bravely met the attack.
Boom!!!
Spiritual energy versus demonic energy.
Longsword versus demon blade.
Grand cosmic force versus the third eye.
From both sides holding their ground to the firelight penetrating the demonic energy, illuminating the demon realm’s dim sky, the victor seemed to have been decided.
…
Previously, the Demon Palace had isolated prying eyes, making it impossible to know the battle situation between the Jijin Sword Sovereign and the Demon Lord. However, when Li Jin’an ran out of the Demon Palace in a disheveled state, everyone who saw her couldn’t help but feel nervous for her.
But then they realized their worries were premature. The Jijin Sword Sovereign’s claim of fighting the Demon Lord was truly a fight, with no exaggeration at all; she was genuinely pounding on the Demon Lord.
No matter how much Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu jumped around, noisily hopping about, Xiaoxiang Sword Lord and Sword Master Jun Xing still didn’t open their spiritual eyes for them. It wasn’t because they wanted to get revenge on the three of them, but simply because they couldn’t bear to watch.
Sword Master Jun Xing held down the three anxious little ones, her eyes still fixed forward, her mouth uttering a perfunctory reply, “What are you looking at? Do you not want your spiritual consciousness anymore?”
Even they felt a stinging pain in their temples, like being pricked by needles, just watching a battle of this level. The three of them were only at the Nascent Soul and Core Formation stages; if they were to catch even a glimpse, their spiritual consciousness would likely explode on the spot.
Tan Yanyi glanced at Sword Master Jun Xing’s bloodshot eyes, swallowed the overly blunt words she was about to say, and instead blinked her eyes, innocently pleading, “Then please describe it for us! Since we can’t see, at least let us hear something.”
As sword cultivators who ‘ate from the same pot’, how could Sword Master Jun Xing not know what the children of the Jijin lineage were like? She covered Tan Yanyi’s feigning face with her large hand, and began to dryly narrate Li Jin’an and Wu Zhaoxing’s battle.
It was truly dry.
“Your master has emerged, flying around in the void, flying around, flying around…”
Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu stared at her with deadpan eyes. “Was their master a bird-person? Always just ‘flying flying flying’!”
Sword Master Jun Xing probably realized her own eloquence was lacking, and quickly pushed Xiaoxiang Sword Lord forward, saying, “You tell them.”
Xiaoxiang Sword Lord was a water spirit root sword cultivator; her temper was considerably better compared to other fire spirit root and metal spirit root sword cultivators. Though impatient, she still endured her temper to relay the real-time battle situation to Qi Lingzi and the other two.
“Heaven and earth inverted, grand cosmic forces, resplendent heavenly might, drawn by the sword, demonic energy scattering everywhere, that demon lord revealing her ferocious visage and the terrifying third eye between her brows…” Xiaoxiang Sword Lord couldn’t help but raise her voice; not only were her eyes bloodshot, but her cheeks were also flushed red from excessive excitement.
Compared to Sword Master Jun Xing, Xiaoxiang Sword Lord’s eloquence was excessively good, surprisingly good. It was as if she were a storyteller eloquently reciting a legendary tale, scholarly and refined, sounding impressive even if one didn’t fully understand it.
Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu keenly understood that ‘if they missed this village, they wouldn’t find this inn’, so they could only swallow their disdain, tilting their small faces up, pretending to listen as Xiaoxiang Sword Lord enthusiastically played the role of a storyteller, and diligently supported her performance.
They looked as well-behaved as could be, but in reality, they wished they could throw their finished fruit peels at her as a reward. How was this different from the ‘bird-person’ just now?
No, it was even worse than the ‘bird-person’ master; at least the bird-person could ‘fly fly fly’. Now, they couldn’t even find where their master was.
“…The Jijin Sword Sovereign’s single sword strike settled the land, and once her Jijin sword intent was unleashed, it was like a prairie fire, unstoppable, sweeping everything before it, an irresistible force! The victory is decided…” Xiaoxiang Sword Lord’s tone became impassioned, her fists clenched, wishing she could rush forward and have a round with Wu Zhaoxing herself.
Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu finally understood, at this moment, the seemingly gentle name of Xiaoxiang. Yet, Xiaoxiang’s sword intent was urgent and surging, like the ‘clattering, discordant plucking, large and small pearls falling onto a jade plate’. It turned out Xiaoxiang Sword Lord truly had an impatient temperament.
No wonder she could get along so well with Sword Master Jun Xing.
“Wait!” Xiaoxiang Sword Lord’s expression changed, and she cried out, gazing fixedly towards the demon realm.
The three of Qi Lingzi watched her eagerly, not daring to interrupt her with a sound. They could only look on pitifully, hoping Xiaoxiang Sword Lord would tell them what had happened.
However, Xiaoxiang Sword Lord, focused on the void battlefield, had no time to spare for them. It was Sword Master Jun Xing who spoke, in shock.
“…How can that eye still jump out!!”
Not only did the spectators in Fufeng Domain find it preposterous, but even Li Jin’an, at the center of the battlefield, found it bizarre.
Wu Zhaoxing’s Ashura demon body, of the Wu Hai branch, did not have a third eye between their brows; they simply had more wings and arms. If one were to say that scoundrel protagonists had to be different from others, that was acceptable; after all, even the Heavenly Dao couldn’t control scoundrels, and mutation was indeed normal. It wasn’t strange for them to grow into any monstrous form.
But why was it that the third eye, which had been perfectly fine on Wu Zhaoxing’s forehead, could still jump out?
Li Jin’an was already considered well-traveled and knowledgeable, but this was truly the first time she had seen something like this.
She knew something was off, but was it not even bothering to pretend now?
The next moment, as the sword energy broke through the demonic energy and engulfed Wu Zhaoxing’s body, the third eye peeled away from Wu Zhaoxing’s brow, then infinitely magnified, fixing itself in the void, looking down at Li Jin’an from above, and a voice like a great bell resounded.
“Jijin Sword Sovereign, Jijin Sword Sovereign, Jijin Sword Sovereign…”
In the intervals of her splitting headache, Li Jin’an suddenly understood something: why the third eye and Wu Zhaoxing were so persistent in calling her Daoist title instead of her true name—
The Heavenly Tome!
She had only appeared once in the Heavenly Tome, and the only thing left behind was the four characters for ‘Jijin Sword Sovereign’.