Nine Yang Sword Saint

After Dongfang Bingling left, Yang Dingtian just stood inside the house, gently touching empty space around his finger where the Flame Ring was hidden. Even though there was nothing there, he could still feel the power. Yang Dingtian’s heart was now filled with anger, like a volcano that was about to erupt.

Surging but constrained, his anger seemed capable of destroying the whole world the day it really erupts.

This place was his Master’s study room. He had stayed for three days, and now, he was about to leave. He reluctantly looked it over for the last time before he left.

He could no longer stay here or in the Yin Yang Sect. He had really never expected this kind of ending. Even so, he had still delivered the Flame ornament to his Master’s wife and would never give up the Flame Ring. Everything will just remain unchanged.

He had to start fleeing now. Perhaps it will be difficult for him to survive in this world. However, when he thought back to his spontaneous combustion before crossed over to this world, could he really bring himself to care about some Yin Yang Sect bounty on his head?

“Goodbye Master, goodbye Yin Yang Sect, goodbye…” Yang Dingtian bowed towards the center of the study room before he turned away and left.

…

After leaving his Master’s study room, he was unable to go through the front because it was densely packed with Yin Yang Sect buildings. Sect disciples were everywhere. He needed to walk through the back of the mountain. The area was barren and remote. Perhaps, he might get the chance to get away under the cover of the overgrown thicket.

There were no people behind the mountain. The area was covered with snow and trees. Yang Dingtian desperately ran down the hill. Of course, he left numerous footprints that will make tracking him easier. However, he couldn’t be that careful at this critical moment.

Dongfang Bingling said that she was giving him an hour to consider carefully, which meant that she wouldn’t send anyone to his Master’s study room within this hour. No one would notice his absence. He might able to get away by running as fast as he could during this time.

Yang Dingtian was very fast. He rushed directly down the mountain. He completely plowed through the thick snow, leaving a long trench behind him.

However, his speed was still too slow. Pursuers would quickly catch up to him after an hour. The snow here was very thick. If he had skis, he could have gone much faster.

Yang Dingtian took out the dagger given to him by Ximen Wuya. He used it to slice off a tree’s branches. As quickly as possible, he cut the branches into two primary skis. The dagger was very sharp so it only took him a few minutes to cut them into acceptable shapes.

He then used the dagger to remove the leather from his clothes. He used it to tie the skis to his feet. He then sliced off two straight branches to use as ski poles.

“Shua…” His speed increased by quite a bit. He now seemed to move across the terrain as fast as lightning.

The snow on Vast Immeasurable Mountain was very thick with little space between neighboring trees. Trees filled his vision. Back on Earth, Yang Dingtian was born in Northeast China. He had liked skiing very much, and his technique was absolutely professional. Despite the large number of trees here, his intense concentration and skill let him avoid crashing into any of them. Also, he had much greater control over his body after he learned Zheng Yang Punch and The Art of Heaven and Earth. His body seemed to be much lighter than before.

His speed was getting faster and faster. The wind blowing against his face felt just like millions of knives cutting into him.

His distance away from the Yin Yang Sect grew faster and faster. His heart began to settle as he got further and further. As he was reveling in the thrill of speeding through the mountain, suddenly, the ringing of a bell sounded out from the other side of the mountain, followed by the booming of a vigorous voice from behind.

“Did you think there was nobody around in the Yin Yang Sect? How dare you steal from us?”

This voice was clearly at least a few dozen miles away, but it seemed to echo right beside his ears.

“No way, I was found! The Yin Yang Sect will soon catch up to me.”

Immediately, Yang Dingtian sped up even more.

Swish, swish, swish…

Speed up, speed up, speed up…

Although he couldn’t see them, Yang Dingtian could already vividly feel the presence of numerous Yin Yang Sect disciples not far behind him. They were also getting closer and closer.

“Ga…” Suddenly, a big bird let out a loud raucous cry in the sky.

Yang Dingtian looked up and saw two snow-white Big Rocs from the Xuan Sky Sect. The disciples above had found Yang Dingtian.

“Thief, surrender now!” the disciple atop one of the Big Rocs said coldly.

Yang Dingtian ignored him and continued skiing forward.

The disciples flying above were not in a hurry. They sneered and locked onto Yang Dingtian.

“Hurry up…”

Yang Dingtian was rushing forward when suddenly, he was shocked to see nothing but empty space in front of him.

“Ahhhh…” He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He immediately made an emergency turn to stop.

In front of him was completely empty space. There was nothing at all. The entire mountain seemed to end here. Yang Dingtian had arrived at the cliffside. Under the cliff, there was an intimidating reef sitting atop a vast sea.

Vast Immeasurable Mountain faced the sea on its north side. There was no way to go any further.

If Yang Dingtian had braked late by even a second, he would have run off the side of the cliff, leaving him with nothing more than a torn body and crushed bones.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian felt helpless. He knew nothing about the geographic features of Vast Immeasurable Mountain, which was why he fled in this direction. But, how could he have expected to run into a dead end? No wonder the Xuan Sky Sect disciples didn’t bother trying to stop him. They just stared down coldly at him as he fled.

The two Big Rocs slowly descended until they were hovering three to four meters above the ground. They penned Yang Dingtian in from the left and right. The Xuan Sky Sect disciples coldly drew their swords, staring at Yang Dingtian.

The two Big Rocs were huge. They looked almost completely like two airplanes. The wind was blowing strongly, and the trees swayed whenever they flapped their wings. The snow covering their branches fell a little with each shake.

The Xuan Sky Sect disciples didn’t intend to come down and arrest Yang Dingtian. They only stared at him firmly.

Just a moment later, two shadows flew from far, arriving clad in a fragrant whirlwind.

The two shadows, one snow-white and one sky-blue, landed ten meters in front of Yang Dingtian. They both kept their virtual wings furled behind.

One of them was as cold as ice. She was outstanding, slim, and graceful, and looked like a fairy. She was, of course, Dongfang Bingling.

The other person had a complexion that was as clear as jade. He was handsome, extraordinary, had a perfect posture, and was full of pride and arrogance. He should be the legendary world’s foremost young expert, the world’s most handsome man, and also the Xuan Sky Sect’s young master, Zhu Hongxue.

These two people looked perfectly matched when they stood together, causing others to feel inferior.

The two disciples from the Xuan Sky Sect immediately kneeled and spoke respectfully, “Greetings to young master. Greetings to Ms. Dongfang.”

Zhu Hongxue did not respond. He did not even bother to look at them. He asked Dongfang Bingling, “Apprentice Sister, is he the one who stole your stuff?”

Dongfang Bingling nodded slightly, stepped forward, and said, “Take it out. I will pretend nothing happened. I will still allow you to join the Yin Yang Sect and grant you anything you want.”

Yang Dingtian grinned. “Otherwise?”

Dongfang Bingling’s face turned cold. “Don’t talk to me using such a tone just because you showed kindness to my family. My patience is limited.”

Then, she took one step closer was now only five meters away from Yang Dingtian. She stretched out her snow-jade hand towards Yang Dingtian. “If you take it out now, you will have a bright future. If you don’t, then you’re just killing yourself.”

Yang Dingtian replied coldly, “My Master gave me this. I will never hand it over. If you want it, come and take it yourself.”

Dongfang Bingling stepped closer again. She was now three meters away from Yang Dingtian. Again, she said, “If you take it out now, you will have a bright future. If you don’t, then you’re killing yourself.”

At that moment, an extremely powerful pressure descended upon Yang Dingtian, causing him to feel suffocated.

The snow-white Zhu Hongxue frowned and said, “Apprentice Sister, you don’t need to get so close to such a small character. Don’t let his dirty exhaled air sully your pure body. Don’t even touch him.”

Zhu Hongxue’s words were intimating and overbearing. He totally regarded Dongfang Bingling as something that belonged to him. She slightly frowned after hearing what he said, seeming to dislike the implied meaning.

“You and you, go take his stuff. Just kill him if he resists,” Zhu Hongxue pointed to the Xuan Sky Sect disciples and ordered.

“Yes!” Both Xuan Sky Sect disciples leaped off their Big Rocs, brandishing their swords as they approached slowly.

“Apprentice Brother Zhu, this person has earned a certain degree of grace from my family. Please don’t take his life. My family’s item should be in his hands,” Dongfang Bingling implored.

Zhu Hongxue frowned again. “Both of you, cut off his hands!”

Dongfang Bingling looked coldly towards Yang Dingtian. “I don’t want to see this happen either, but that item is not yours. If you wish to take it for yourself, you will have to bear the consequences.”

“It isn’t too late to wake up to reality. Hand over that item, and you’ll still be able to keep your hands. Otherwise…, you have no other way now. You have already reached a dead end…,” Dongfang Bingling tried to convince him. “Hand it over. You can still become a Yin Yang Sect disciple and bring honor to your ancestors.”

“Apprentice Sister, why are you talking to him so much?” Zhu Hongxue had lost his patience. “It’s disgraceful to waste words on this kind of unworthy person.”

Yang Dingtian looked at Zhu Hongxue coldly. “You’re just relying on your ancestors’ glory. What else do you have? Do you think you are noble?”

He knew shouldn’t have said this, but he just couldn’t help it.

“What did you say?” Zhu Hongxue’s face turned pale, and he coldly said, “You’re looking for death!”

“Bang…” Zhu Hongxue unleashed a hollow palm attack.

Zhu Hongxue was very powerful, but Yang Dingtian still defended with his own palm, attempting to counter Zhu Hongxue’s attack.

“Boom!” Suddenly, a very powerful force slammed into Yang Dingtian’s chest, striking him like a massive hammer blow. His blood spewed forth like arrows.

“Go cut off his hands and his tongue…,” Zhu Hongxue coldly ordered.

“Yes!” Immediately, both Xuan Sky Sect disciples moved forward rapidly, flashing their swords towards Yang Dingtian’s arms.

“Ah, Ah…” Yang Dingtian burst out laughing.

“Dongfang Bingling, you want my Flame Ring, right? Dream on… I would rather die than hand it over to you!”

“Dongfang Bingling, if I survive, I will return to you a hundred times the humiliation I suffered in the future.”

With a loud shout, Yang Dingtian turned towards the cliff and jumped.

“Ahhh…” Dongfang Bingling had not expected that Yang Dingtian would choose to jump off the cliff after reaching a dead end.

This cliff was bottomless. Jumping off could only result in a torn body and crushed bones. It would be certain death.

“Zhu Hongxue, if I survive, I will definitely wipe out the entire Xuan Sky Sect, massacring everyone!”

Yang Dingtian used the last of his energy to shout crazily as fell into the abyss below.