Chapter 281: Shocking the Western Frontier with a Single Sword Strike

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

On the Nine Mystic Mountain, the bell to gather the Elders for a meeting sounded.

Sect Master Jin Ze, who had never appeared, personally presided over the meeting. Then several peak-level Earth Realm Soul Awakening Elders went down the mountain and welcomed Han Muye.

Not only the Nine Mystic Mountain, but many other sects which ranked among the nine sects of the Western Frontier also sent their junior experts.

In the eyes of the other sects, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect had a profound meaning.

They would likely cultivate their sword skills before the re-ranking of the nine sects in the Western Frontier.

Before the ranking of the nine sects was rearranged, the younger generation of the Western Frontier sects would cultivate their sword skills.

On this day, countless young experts in the Western Frontier left their sects.

On this day, hundreds of battles occurred in the Western Frontier.

These young experts of the Western Frontier were not just here to fight Han Muye.

When they met each other, they would attack.

Since they were evenly matched, they naturally had to test each other’s skills.

If one could not block someone else’s sword, one should return to one’s sect and cultivate for a few more years.

In three days, Han Muye flew 50,000 miles, fought 180 battles in a row, and drew his sword more than 500 times.

He did not lose a single battle.

Someone said that Han Muye never repeated his sword moves.

Some people even said that no one could block Immortal Han’s second strike.

The number one sword cultivator of the Western Frontier’s younger generation was famous.

On the Nine Mystic Mountain, Tuoba Cheng frowned as he held the flashing communication jade slip.

“What does this kid want?

“The nine sects are about to be ranked and are not hiding their strength. Is he complaining that he does not have enough opponents?”

“Hehe, do you think you can control him?” Beside Tuoba Cheng, the silver-haired Jin Ze smiled and said.

“If you want to become the number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier, how can you do it without showing off one’s ability?”

The number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier.

A trace of battle intent rose from Tuoba Cheng’s body, but it was suppressed.

Tuoba Cheng was confident in his talent and temperament.

However, he did not dare to hope for the position of the number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier.

He thought highly of Han Muye and felt that as long as he endured and cultivated hard, he would eventually soar.

But not now.

“Don’t think too much. In the end, our Nine Mystic Sword Sect has to be strong enough.”

Jin Ze’s eyes were a little turbid, but they looked wise and deep.

“As long as you step into the Heaven Realm, all the problems will be solved.”

Jin Ze shook his head and said softly, “I really want to see how my Nine Mystic Sword Sect will be with a Heaven Realm cultivator holding down the fort and presiding over…”

Tuoba Cheng turned to look at him and said softly, “Actually, even without this plan, I can still—”

Before he could finish, Jin Ze had already raised his hand. “A hundred years. Who will give my Nine Mystic Sword Sect a hundred years?”

Tuoba Cheng was silent.

In a few days, the cultivation world of the Western Frontier was abuzz with excitement.

The genius disciple of the Tai Yi Sword Sect defeated a sword cultivator blocking the way with a single strike and left.

With three young disciples of the Spiritual Dao Sect joining forces, 10 Earth Realm experts could not withstand a single move.

The young sect master of the Moon Essence Sword Sect turned his sword into a moon and killed five cultivators who were disrespectful to him.

There were countless experts from the various sects.

On the Falling Cloud Mountain, the number one expert of the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect’s younger generation, Du Feng, defeated the number one direct disciple of the Three Flower Sword Sect with one strike. Even his expert guard, an eighth level Earth Realm Soul Awakening expert, was injured with three strikes.

Du Feng’s name instantly caught up to Han Muye’s.

The Infinite Dao Sect was originally ranked eighth among the nine sects of the Western Frontier. Its ranking was slightly higher than the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.

In the battle at the Cloud Nest Ridge, the Infinite Dao Sect had suffered a lot of losses. Many sects were interested in replacing it as one of the nine sects.

However, on this day, Duan Yihong of the Infinite Dao Sect defeated three Earth Realm Soul Awakening experts with a single strike. He advanced rapidly and challenged five third level Soul Awakening experts, but they were all defeated with a single strike.

Not only did the name of the Dao Child of the Infinite Dao Sect resound, but it also made many sects reconsider whether to snatch the position of the Infinite Dao Sect.

Not only were the sword cultivators of the Dao Sect involved, but the Shangyang Demon Sect’s seventh disciple of the Sect Master, Li Mubai, Cai Peng, who was known as White Demon Son, also came from Cloud Nest Ridge.

White Demon Son was ruthless. He did not kill in one strike, but he severely injured his opponents.

Even a second level Golden Core expert who could not help but attack was injured by him.

Not only was this Core Formation expert of the Infinite Dao Sect severely injured, but his cultivation was also personally crippled by the Spiritual Dao Sect’s expert because he had violated the Spiritual Dao Sect’s prohibition.

The Infinite Dao Sect was also deprived of the right to participate in the ranking competition of the nine sects by three half-step Heaven Realm experts of the Spiritual Dao Sect. They were even fined 10 million spiritual rocks.

This attitude was very obvious. The rearrangement of the rankings of the nine sects of the Western Frontier was a stage for the younger generation.

For a moment, the cultivators of the Western Frontier were guessing who was the true number one among these young experts.

Would these people meet and fight before the nine sects reorganized?

For five days in a row, a young expert was defeated every day. The news of a nameless young expert becoming famous in a single battle spread.

Those battle scenes came through, vivid and lifelike, making one’s blood boil.

Outside the Nine Mystic Mountain, Bai Suzhen, who was wearing a green robe, stood in front of the cliff.

Behind her, a white-haired old man said in a deep voice, “Miss, that Sword Dao Immortal had gone to the Black Spirit Valley. If he dies, Sect Master will destroy the Black Spirit Valley.

“If he doesn’t die, either you lure him into the Shangyang Demon Sect, or there’s no Sword Dao Immortal in this world.”

He looked at Bai Suzhen’s back and said softly, “Eldest Miss, you should know that such talent can’t be left to the outer sect.”

Bai Suzhen didn’t listen to him and just looked into the distance.

Thousands of miles away from the Nine Mystic Mountain, there was a small city.

Jinyang City.

This city was a small, ordinary city a year ago.

In the past year, many cultivators had come here to do business or settle down, turning the small city into a city of cultivation.

At this moment, Lu Qingping, who was wearing a brocade robe, was teasing a child who was learning how to speak.

“Huhu, when you grow up, you have to become a sword expert like your adoptive father.”