Chapter 95 : One Sword Pacifies the World

Chapter 95: One Sword Pacifies the World

“Profound Realm Grandmaster?”

Xiaolan and the guards all froze, staring blankly at the purple figure stepping through the void, moving against the wind.

Wasn’t Miss at the middle tier of the Qi Realm?

Everyone in Qingzhou City knew that.

But walking through the air—that was clearly a power only those in the Profound Realm, who controlled the Momentum of Heaven and Earth, could possess.

“T-That… is that a Flying Sword?”

“With the backlash of heaven and earth and the collapse of spiritual energy, how can a Flying Sword still be used?”

Seeing the three-foot-long sword in Li Yunqing’s hand, glowing with spiritual light and covered in intricate patterns, even Yuan Qing was stunned.

When she had seen it in the ruined temple before, she hadn’t paid much attention because it showed no spiritual glow.

But with the backlash of heaven and earth, without magical power, it should have been impossible to activate the formations within a Flying Sword—let alone control it.

Compared to ordinary swords, a Flying Sword would only be slightly sharper—perhaps even inferior.

Yet at this moment, Yuan Qing realized that the formation patterns on the sword had been activated.

“She… couldn’t have already found a new path of cultivation, could she?”

Yuan Qing stood frozen. Though she had no physical heart, she still felt as if her chest was pounding.

Meanwhile, the Demon Suppression Guards who had retreated to the official road—including Commandant Ji Yun—were all staring at the sky in shock.

Looking at those long legs stepping through the air, black hair and purple robes dancing together, they were speechless.

A Grandmaster—and a woman!

Even more terrifying, the girl looked no older than twenty!

When had such an unparalleled genius, with beauty that could topple nations, appeared in the world?

In the sky.

Li Yunqing’s consciousness shone brightly within her mind. Her Yin Spirit formed hand seals as magical power surged through her body.

“Lightness Technique! Levitation Technique! Swift Movement Technique! Protective Technique!”

Basic Five Elements spells were cast one after another, faint spiritual light flickering across her body.

She stepped lightly, her figure drifting like a startled swan.

Suddenly, she halted, raising her sword before her eyes. Her left hand formed a sword finger, gently brushing along the blade.

Immortal Martial Power burst forth from her fingertips.

“Sharpness Technique! Reinforcement Technique!”

The sword’s light flared, its sharp aura surging as it hummed continuously.

Facing an evil creature for the first time, she armed herself to the utmost.

Yet she did not stop. Watching the towering beast rapidly approach, she closed her eyes.

“Buzz!”

The power of her Yin Spirit surged violently. Sword Intent erupted at the same moment, merging with the Immortal Martial Power in her chest and flowing through her meridians into the sword.

Frost Sword Art, Demon-Slaying Sword Art—countless techniques flashed through her mind, all merging into one.

All her insights fused into a single sword strike.

It resonated with her Sword Heart, Sword Bones, Sword Body—and with the belief in her heart that heaven, earth, all beings, and all laws were equal.

“Buzz!”

She suddenly opened her eyes. The gentle warmth within them vanished, replaced by overwhelming sharpness.

“One sword… pacifies the world!”

The name of the move appeared abruptly in her mind.

As if with this single strike, all injustice in the world would collapse.

And finally—she moved.

Her figure spun in the void, her purple robes dancing.

Her sword slashed horizontally.

A simple horizontal strike.

Yet the light, frost, and destructive aura upon the blade erupted instantly, shining in seven-colored brilliance, forming a crescent-shaped sword light.

At the moment the sword light appeared, the entire world seemed to fall silent.

Xiaolan, the guards, and the Demon Suppression Guards—all froze in place, their expressions locked in shock.

An invisible force seemed to bind heaven and earth.

The raging wind stopped. Dust froze midair.

Even falling leaves hung suspended in the void.

The power of the Yin Spirit had been fused into this strike.

Sword unleashed—void restrained.

“Clang…”

Only when the sound of the sword rang out did everything return to normal.

All they saw was a massive crescent-shaped sword light descending from the sky, so fast it vanished in an instant.

It sliced straight through the stone ape’s chest, then continued onward, sweeping across a hundred zhang.

Like an extremely sharp thread cutting through everything, mountains and trees trembled slightly—then fell silent.

The giant ape, still mid-charge, froze completely.

“Did… it die?”

Seeing no immediate change—no wound even on the ape’s chest—everyone was filled with doubt.

Then—

“Crack… crack… crack…”

A strange sound echoed.

Where the sword light had passed, pale frost began spreading at a visible speed.

Mountains, trees, and the towering stone ape were instantly covered in ice.

Everything turned into frozen sculptures, devoid of life.

Endless cold surged skyward.

In an instant, snow began to fall. Within the hundred-zhang range of the sword, everything turned silver-white.

The extreme cold seemed capable of freezing everything—even the soul—causing those on the road to shiver uncontrollably.

Looking around, the land shimmered with ice. Trees, plants, rocks—even the evil creature—had become crystalline sculptures, motionless and silent.

“Dead?”

“Killed with one sword?”

Ji Yun’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked to the sky.

Xiaolan, the guards, and the Demon Suppression Guards all followed his gaze.

In midair, Li Yunqing stood with her purple robes fluttering, hair dancing, sword in hand.

Her demeanor had returned to gentle calm, her presence serene and natural.

Her brows and eyes were soft, filled with warmth.

Like a piece of warm jade within an icy world—the only source of warmth—impossible to look away from.

It was as if that sword which froze a hundred zhang had nothing to do with her.

“So this is the power of Immortal Martial Power?”

“This is the true might of my full-force strike?”

“If I had this sword back then, could that old eunuch have erased my sword qi so easily?”

Thoughts surged through Li Yunqing’s mind.

The Momentum of Heaven and Earth was powerful.

Without grasping it, fighting someone who had was like one person fighting an entire world.

That was why Profound Realm Grandmasters were so formidable.

Back then, her strike toward the Sixth Prince had been casually erased by that old eunuch.

Effortlessly.

“But now… this sword should be able to injure him, right?”

Li Yunqing pondered.

With the explosion of Immortal Martial Power combined with this sword technique, the power of this strike far exceeded that of ordinary Qi Realm cultivators.

She glanced at the lifeless stone ape. Her sword hummed and disappeared into her sleeve.

Her figure turned, drifting like a snowflake back to the carriage, landing steadily atop it.

Seeing this, Yuan Qing snapped out of her daze, confusion flashing in her eyes.

Though she had only recently emerged and lacked a physical body, she still understood Martial Dao.

Below the Profound Realm, without the Momentum of Heaven and Earth, no strike should affect such a vast area.

Nor could it freeze everything or annihilate life like this.

True Qi alone could never achieve such power.

Even ordinary Qi Refinement spells using magical power could not reach a hundred-zhang range.

“So… she really found a new path?”

Yuan Qing glanced at Li Yunqing, who had returned to her gentle and composed demeanor, then quietly suppressed her questions.

Given Li Yunqing’s temperament, if she truly created a new path, staying by her side would ensure she learned it eventually.

There was no need to rush.

Thinking this, she leaned close, resting on Li Yunqing’s shoulder, whispering softly, “That Commandant Ji Yun secretly looked at you for twenty breaths—five at your chest, five at your waist.”

“And ten staring blankly at your face.”

“Yes, he had the most courage. The others glanced once and didn’t dare look again.”

Hearing this, Li Yunqing stiffened slightly, then replied with a helpless smile through voice transmission, “Elder Sister, I think I prefer your reserved and dignified self. Can you change back?”

“Too late! That version was for outsiders!”

“From the moment you called me Elder Sister, there’s no going back.”

Yuan Qing pressed closer, hugging her arm tightly. “No regrets now!”

Li Yunqing was speechless—but she agreed.

Dignity was for outsiders. Among one’s own, there was no need for pretense.

At that moment, Ji Yun stepped forward and cupped his fists. “Thank you, Miss, for your assistance in slaying the evil creature.”

As he spoke, his gaze still subtly lifted, stealing glances at her face.

The power of that sword had left him utterly intimidated.

An evil creature close to the Profound Realm had been slain in a single strike.

Even if she wasn’t in the Profound Realm, she was at least at Qi Realm Perfection.

Moreover, that sword had briefly carried a sense of the power of heaven and earth.

Freezing a hundred zhang—its might clearly touched the Profound Realm.

Before such strength, no one would dare act presumptuously.

The strong must not be insulted—even if that strength belonged to a stunning young woman.

And that image—of her standing amidst snow and wind, sword in hand—was deeply etched into his mind.

“Commandant, you are too polite. Demons and Evil Gods are enemies of all and should be eradicated.”

Li Yunqing returned the courtesy gently, then said, “Xiaolan, have the guards find a place to rest.”

With the lingering cold from her Ice Soul Sword Body, this was not a suitable place to stay overnight.

Hearing this, Ji Yun quickly stepped forward. “This wilderness is inconvenient. Why not come to the Demon Suppression Division outpost to rest?”

“It’s not far—half an hour’s journey.”

“Little sister, he’s sneaking glances at you again!”

Yuan Qing whispered in her ear, “If you smile at him, I think he’d give you his heart.”

Li Yunqing: “……”

Playing with fire would only burn oneself.

Since she had resolved to avoid romance, she would treat all men equally.

Ignoring Yuan Qing’s teasing, Li Yunqing considered briefly and did not refuse.

There was no shelter here—it truly was inconvenient.

At the outpost, at least her guards could rest properly.

“Then we shall trouble you, Commandant.”

Ji Yun’s face lit up. Suppressing the stirrings in his heart, he quickly replied, “Not at all, not at all!”

Such a powerful and beautiful young woman—yet without arrogance, still gentle and courteous.

It greatly increased his admiration.

“Miss, this way please!”

Ji Yun stepped forward to lead.

Behind him, the other Demon Suppression Guards exchanged strange looks.

Ji Yun—one of the four Commandants of Linzhou, a young master of the Ji family, a high-tier Qi Realm expert—usually arrogant and aloof.

Yet now… he seemed almost like a lackey.

But recalling the girl’s beauty and power, they all lowered their heads in silence.

“Who wouldn’t want to be that kind of lackey?”

Half an hour after they left—

A figure rapidly approached, leaping across rocks through movement techniques.

Upon seeing the frozen mountain, he abruptly stopped.

“This…?”

The man, around forty, was the Commander of the Linzhou Demon Suppression Division, who had rushed here after receiving the signal.

Looking at the frozen stone ape, his eyes filled with shock.

There were no signs of battle—only a single strike from above that froze everything within a hundred zhang.

“A Profound Realm Grandmaster?”

“…But not quite.”

He murmured in confusion.

“If it were the Profound Realm, a single finger would suffice—no need for such wide destruction.”

“But even I, at Qi Realm Perfection, likely couldn’t withstand that sword.”

Just as his words fell—

“Crack… crack…”

The frozen mountain shattered.

Trees, rocks, and the stone ape all broke into ice fragments, scattering across the ground.

No trace of life remained.

“Regardless, the danger is gone.”

“But… Ji Yun!”

His expression darkened, anger rising. “You killed the evil creature and didn’t send word—made me come all this way for nothing?”

“Do I look that idle?”