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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 3: [Qiu Prefecture Lantern Festival]
Chapter 13 (157): [The Sword of Peace, Chen Wenwu]
(13th of Volume 3)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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"Are you trying to scare me?"
Li Weiyi remained completely fearless.
Chen Lian said, "I'm warning you. When you deliberately provoke someone, you should know your limits. Do you really think you're safe in the Heavenly Pavilion just because you've befriended a few playboys from Zhi Prefecture?"
Li Weiyi glanced at the young Heavenly Prides (geniuses) from Zhi Prefecture seated at the table.
Their expressions were indeed grim.
In a place like the Heavenly Pavilion, the surrounding pavilions were filled with influential figures from the Southern Territory.
Countless eyes were watching from the shadows. If he couldn't salvage his pride, the humiliation would be immense.
On the other side, Qi Wangshu remained surprisingly calm.
He advised, "This Chen Lian is a formidable expert at the Fourth Stage of the Five Seas Realm. Brother Chi, if you can swallow your pride for now, things will naturally calm down. Fights and even killings happen frequently in the Heavenly Pavilion. Losing here wouldn't just be humiliating; it could cost you your life."
Qi Wangshu could tell that Li Weiyi's cultivation was not high, at most the Third Stage of the Five Seas Realm, judging by the strength of the Spiritual Qi he was unconsciously emitting.
If Li Weiyi acted rashly and was killed by Chen Lian in the Heavenly Pavilion, would Qi Wangshu, as his companion, be forced to intervene?
Just dealing with Chen Lian alone was already difficult.
Who knew if there were other San Chen Palace experts hidden within the building?
Losing face now only meant being branded a playboy - something Qi Wangshu had never denied.
"Brother Qi, what are you saying? Is it just my face that's being lost here? Who among us hasn't been mocked and humiliated by him?"
With a loud bang, Li Weiyi slammed his fist on the table and turned to Li Ling beside him.
"Go teach him a lesson!"
The young talents of Zhi Prefecture were stunned. They had assumed his passionate outburst meant he would take action himself.
Instead, he was sending his female companion to fight for him?
Could she handle it?
Someone tried to dissuade him, but Li Weiyi waved them off confidently.
"Chen Lian is nothing more than a minor annoyance. Ling'er can handle him easily."
"Don't stop the music; keep the dancing going."
Li Ling heard Li Weiyi's serious mental transmission: "Chen Lian's appearance in Giant Marsh (Juze) City is not a coincidence. Be ruthless. Find out how many of them are here and what their intentions are."
Li Ling had already risen to her feet.
As a member of the Jiu Li Clan, her hatred and animosity toward the San Chen Palace far surpassed Li Weiyi's.
Now that she had received guidance from Zen Hai Guanwu, Li Ling's strength had surged, and she was eager to test her newfound abilities.
"Whoosh! Whoosh..."
She removed her mask, and a blue radiance flowed from her legs.
Stepping onto the water's surface as if walking on solid ground, she said, "Chen Lian, you are right. The Jiu Li Clan and the San Chen Palace are sworn enemies, locked in a life-or-death struggle. Today, right here in the Heavenly Pavilion, do you dare to accept my challenge? We'll settle our score and decide who lives and who dies."
Ripples spread outward from her feet as Li Ling quickly ascended the circular Jade Terrace at the lake's center.
The Pure Immortal Physique Dancing Maiden from the Immortal Forest, as if accustomed to such scenes, gracefully bowed to Li Ling before soaring away, showcasing her profound Martial Dao cultivation.
"Ling'er, it's you," Chen Lian said, his icy expression melting into a radiant smile.
He stepped onto a bridge of spiritual Qi and cloud mist, descending from the Sixth-Tier High Pavilion toward the Jade Terrace at the lake's center.
"Do you think you have the right to call me Ling'er?" Li Ling's jade-like arm shot out, her wrist's nine silver rings clashing violently.
Driven by the Spiritual Light surging from her brow, they transformed into nine silver mists that flew outward.
Within the silver mists, countless circular shadows swirled, the number of silver rings seemingly endless.
"Swish!"
Chen Lian knew Li Ling was a Great Spiritual Master of the Heavenly Fire Realm, but he remained unfazed.
With a casual flick of his fingers, he drew a circle, forming a vortex of spiritual Qi that swept up all the silver rings and gathered them into his palm.
"Whoosh!"
A layer of shimmering formation light rose from the lake, enveloping all the pavilions surrounding the Jade Terrace.
An elder from the Heavenly Pavilion appeared but didn't intervene, only croaking, "The cost of activating the formation and the damage caused by the battle will be added to your bill for today."
"Charge it all to me."
Chen Lian, handsome and elegant, gracefully landed on the dragon-carved railing at the edge of the Jade Terrace, the nine silver rings hovering in his palm.
"Ling'er, you're no match for me! From Burial Immortal Town to Giant Marsh (Juze) City, I've killed five or six young Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Jiu Li Clan, but I can't bear to harm you. Surely you understand my feelings."
"Chen Lian, you're too arrogant! Do you really think Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Jiu Li Clan are at your mercy?"
As Li Ling spoke, a brilliant light erupted from her brow. With a light stomp of her foot, the entire Jade Terrace burst into flames, transforming into a terrifying sea of fire that engulfed an area of thirty meters.
The lake water boiled, and waves of heat crashed against the pavilions lining the shore.
After collecting the nine silver bracelets, Chen Lian still looked down on the girl before him as he always had.
But at this moment, a chilling sense of danger surged through him, raising goosebumps.
However, it was already too late to unleash his Battle Technique Intent or retrieve a spiritual artifact battle weapon from his Cosmic Pouch.
Horrified, he instinctively channeled his spiritual Qi into his Windriding Boots, hoping to escape with his speed.
"Where do you think you're going?" Li Ling roared.
A rune shot from her brow like a shooting star, exploding above Chen Lian's head and transforming into a ten-meter-long Giant Golden Sword.
Psychic Power and sword qi locked onto Chen Lian, leaving him no chance to dodge.
"You..."
Chen Lian's eyes widened in terror, and he let out a long, desperate howl.
The spiritual Qi from his four Qi Seas erupted, coalescing into a cloud-like shield.
"Boom!"
The Giant Golden Sword cleaved through the cloud-like shield with unstoppable force.
In a flash of crimson light, Chen Lian was sent flying backward like a broken kite, a deep, bloody gash from his shoulder to his abdomen.
The wound was severe.
He desperately channeled his vast reserves of Spiritual Qi to close the wound.
Otherwise, blood would be gushing out like a torrent, exposing his internal organs.
The power of the Golden Talisman Sword was equivalent to a full-power strike from a Martial-Mystic Cultivator at the Fourth Stage of the Five Seas Realm.
As long as Chen Lian didn't underestimate his opponent, he wouldn't be mortally wounded by a single blow.
Li Ling used her Spiritual Light Power to retrieve the nine silver bracelets, then launched them again.
"Clang! Clang!"
Chen Lian gritted his teeth, his internal organs damaged. Blood gushed from his mouth as he hastily retrieved his spiritual artifact battle weapon, the Seven-Toothed Halberd, and spun it defensively.
However, most of his Spiritual Qi was diverted to healing his wounds, leaving him with only half his usual combat strength.
Defeat was inevitable.
Without rescue, he would surely die at Li Ling's hands today.
The talented youths from Zhi Prefecture gathered in the Cloud Pavilion were already stunned speechless by Li Ling's cultivation and power.
Their eyes were practically bulging from their sockets.
"Brother Chi... Miss Ling'er is actually a Great Spiritual Master of the Heavenly Fire Realm! How old is she?" asked Song Nanying, the only female among the Zhi Prefecture youths.
Li Weiyi replied, "Sixteen, almost seventeen!"
Song Nanying gasped inwardly.
Someone remarked, "Miss Ling'er truly deserves her title as a Pure Immortal Physique. Her cultivation speed is beyond our wildest dreams." Qi Wangshu's eyes sparkled with admiration, "Miss Ling'er's mastery of talisman techniques is also very extraordinary. Among Great Spiritual Masters of the Heavenly Fire Realm, I've never seen such powerful runes."
"Just so-so," Li Weiyi said casually, "Among all her Master's disciples, she's the worst."
Qi Wangshu pressed again, "Brother Chi, what exactly is your relationship with Miss Ling'er?"
His suspicion wasn't unfounded. Everyone else present wore expressions of doubt.
They could tell Li Weiyi's cultivation was definitely not high, certainly not a match for Miss Ling'er. Yet he had addressed her so familiarly, using her personal name.
Their relationship was clearly extraordinary.
"Our relationship is exactly what you're imagining," Li Weiyi said without further explanation.
He continued to search for the mysterious Hidden One lurking in the shadows, while also keeping a close eye on the Sixth-Tier High Pavilion beside him.
The crowd fell silent, their respect for Chi Yongsheng deepening.
As a mere Mortal, with cultivation far inferior to hers, he had managed to capture the heart of a Pure Immortal Physique Heaven's Chosen Daughter, making her completely devoted and obedient.
This skill... was far from simple!
Immediately, a talented young man from Zhi Prefecture politely inquired, expressing keen interest in the art of "soft rice, hard eating"- the art of living off a woman while still maintaining dominance.
Li Weiyi suddenly rose to his feet, shouting, "Are you all planning to gang up?"
As he spoke, two figures soared out of the window where Chen Lian had jumped earlier, riding on streams of spiritual energy and rushing toward the battlefield in the lake's center.
One was male, the other female.
Both were at the third stage of the Five Seas Realm.
They had come to rescue Chen Lian.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Two Golden Talisman Swords flew from Li Ling's forehead, cleaving through the two young experts.
Their corpses were torn apart, their blood staining the jade-green lake.
The many onlookers watching from the shadows were stunned.
Li Weiyi, carrying the Heavenflame Blade, rushed to the lake's edge and stopped.
Li Ling had already used nine enlarged silver bracelets to bind the severely wounded Chen Lian into a human pillar.
The pillar flew toward Cloud Pavilion and crashed heavily at Li Weiyi's feet, rolling across the ground.
Chen Lian was no longer the arrogant and carefree young man he had been. Blood seeped steadily from the wound in his abdomen, and his face was deathly pale.
Li Ling, wielding the Seven-Toothed Halberd, returned across the water.
All the talented youths of Zhi Prefecture rushed forward to greet her, showering her with flattery.
Mastering a rune with power comparable to a full-strength strike from a Fourth Stage Martial-Mystic Cultivator in the Five Seas Realm wasn't particularly impressive.
After all, during battle, no one would give you a chance to draw a second rune.
But the rune Li Ling had mastered was clearly a storage rune.
This was entirely different!
Who knew how many of these runes she had stored in her Third Eye Spiritual Realm?
Even a Fifth Stage of the Five Seas Realm expert would feel uneasy while facing her.
Li Weiyi returned from the lake, each hand carrying a mangled corpse. He searched the bodies for treasures, collecting everything into his Cosmic Pouch.
Then, he prepared to interrogate Chen Lian.
The sudden appearance of a large group of San Chen Palace experts in Giant Marsh (Juze) City was not a simple matter.
"Whoosh!"
A sudden gust of icy wind swept across the lake.
The waves grew steeper and more violent.
A chilling aura, penetrating to the very bones of everyone in the Cloud Pavilion, erupted from the Sixth-Tier High Pavilion nearby.
Li Weiyi's muscles tensed involuntarily, his mind sharpened, and his hair stood on end.
"Clang!"
A piercing sword clang, seemingly from nowhere, echoed through the Twenty-Eight Pavilions of the Heavenly Pavilion.
Many Martial-Mystic Cultivators' swords trembled in response.
"Truly worthy of being Cang Li's sister. I had underestimated you before!"
A young voice, vast and peerless, reverberated across the lake, filled with undeniable authority.
The lanterns swayed, and the doors and windows rattled.
"Boom!"
The lake surface exploded into a thirty-foot-high wave that surged toward Li Weiyi and Li Ling in the Cloud Pavilion on the shore.
The wave, as tall as a city wall, rapidly solidified into white as it rushed forward, transforming into countless ice swords.
These ice swords, as if sentient, climbed ashore.
"It's Chen Wenwu!" Li Ling exclaimed in alarm.
How could she not be shocked?
This was the top young talent of the San Chen Palace, wielding the sword of peace and having already defeated over a dozen elders.
Even her brother, Cang Li, held Chen Wenwu in high regard, claiming that among the young generation of Li Province, only he could decisively defeat Chen Wenwu.
This was a figure who could contend for the second-highest position in Li Province - though, of course, there were several others of equal caliber.
Li Weiyi had been on alert from the start. He immediately produced the Azure Yin Banner, a high-grade defensive spiritual artifact, and slammed it into the ground.
"Boom!"
Azure formation light erupted, and ranks of armored Dead Spirit Soldiers surged forth to clash with the approaching wave of ice swords.
There was no way to stop them.
Li Weiyi and Li Ling retreated continuously, watching the ice swords close in.
Suddenly, a powerful dragon of Spiritual Qi surged from the depths of the earth, driving the Azure Yin Banner, planted in the ground, higher and larger.
From within the banner, armored Dead Spirits poured forth, numbering in the thousands, forming an army of spectral soldiers that filled the Heavenly Pavilion.
"Crack! Crack!"
The massive wave of ice swords surging from the lake shattered completely.
Within the Heavenly Pavilion, Zuoqiu Sect spies immediately reported the appearance of the Azure Yin Banner.
This was a treasure of the Zuoqiu Sect, and they had been instructed to report its appearance immediately.
Chen Wenwu, his handsome and composed figure standing at the window of the Sixth-Tier High Pavilion with his hands clasped behind his back, spoke: "I wonder which hero has decided to intervene today?"
"Perhaps you could do me, Chen Wenwu of the San Chen Palace, the favor of withdrawing?"
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