First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1229 - A Spoiled Rich Boy

He saw an injustice and drew his sabers?

Meng Changyun snickered. Not even a ghost would believe such a stupid reason!

Tie Ying and the others were like convicts awaiting judgment. Their spirits soared as they caught a glimpse of hope.

As absurd as this reason sounded, they were willing to believe it just this once. What if he really saved their lives?

Su Yi took a sip from his jug of wine. He said nothing.

The man in jade-colored robes leaped from the wall, arrived beside the suppressed Zhu Jinmo, and sighed. “Look! You bullied this poor Profound Unity Emperor into such a state. Is that fair? Is that how a king conducts himself?”

His eyes flashed like sabers as he looked at Meng Changyun. “You’re a World King, yet you’re bullying those of lower cultivations. How shameless! You’re simply devoid of conscience!”

Tie Ying, Yu Feng, and the others couldn’t help but be moved. He’s right! He’s absolutely right!

Meng Changyun felt a bit awkward. He furrowed his brow and said, “You didn’t even ask what happened or who’s in the wrong, yet you’re sticking out your neck on their behalf. Have you gone insane?”

“Are you calling me insane?” The man in jade-colored robes muttered to himself, his hands pressed atop his twin sabers. He grinned. “The people laugh and call me insane, but I laugh and call the people ignorant. No need to waste words. I’m dead-set on intervening!”

Meng Changyun’s expression darkened. This guy isn’t just unbridled. He has no manners!

“Old Meng, spar with him,” Su Yi suddenly ordered.

Meng Changyun solemnly assented. “Got it!”

The man in jade-colored robes looked askance at Su Yi, picked his ears, and sneered. “Yet another useless spoiled rich boy relying on a World King servant. You think that means you can be as arrogant and lawless as you please, but just you wait! I’ll teach you how to behave yourself!”

Qing Wan’s delicate eyebrows knit together. She was a bit displeased.

Even the old man in Daoist robes felt like the man in jade robes was too aggressive, unbridled, and unrestrained.

But Tie Ying, Yu Feng, and the other Emperors were inwardly mad with delight. They naturally wanted nothing more than for the jade-robed man to intervene and defeat their enemies for them!

Su Yi smiled, stepped outside of the battlefield, took out his wicker chair, and sprawled out.

“Oho?” The man in jade-colored robes furrowed his brow. Is this spoiled rich boy seriously planning to just leisurely watch the excitement?

But before he could react, Meng Changyun shot toward him, arrived beneath the dome of heaven, and said coldly, “Dare you fight me up here?”

Earlier, Su Yi told him that they’d temporarily take up residence here, so he naturally dared not destroy the place.

“Why wouldn’t I dare?” The jade-robed man burst into laughter, then shot into the air.

Boom!

A terrifying, majestic aura emanated from him, shaking the dome of heaven. It enveloped everything within a hundred thousand feet.

This man who drew his sabers whenever he happened upon an injustice was actually a World King!

Tie Ying, Yu Feng, and the others’ spirits soared. They were completely overcome with excitement.

A layer of faint crimson flames blazed around the man in jade-colored robes, making him seem even more dazzling, unrestrained, and godlike.

Meng Changyun’s expression silently turned solemn. His opponent might be brazen and wantonly prideful, but his cultivation base was powerful to the extreme. This was still just a staredown, but he was already under immense pressure.

“Ol’ Meng, just draw your weapon and give it everything you’ve got,” Su Yi casually ordered from the wicker chair.

“Even if he ‘draws his weapon and gives it everything he’s got,’ so what? He’ll be nothing more than a mantis trying to block a chariot.” The man in jade-colored robes rested his hands on the hilts of his sabers, his gaze playful.

Meng Changyun disregarded him. He took a deep breath, then drew his black spear. His mid-stage Heavenly Longevity Realm cultivation base instantly soared to its full strength.

Boom!

Heaven and earth swayed.

The originally unassuming, elderly servant, Meng Changyun, suddenly seemed like a completely different person. His eyes flashed like cold lightning, and his aura enveloped the entire landscape.

“So, this is Senior Meng’s true majestic bearing...” The old man in Daoist robes was astonished.

Clang!

A heaven-shaking clear hum rang out as Meng Changyun swung his spear and attacked directly.

The explosive power of the Laws wrapped around the spear, shattering the sky.

A hint of surprise appeared on the jade-robed man’s face, but a moment later, he chuckled and shook his head.

Whoosh!

Saber qi flashed in midair.

Immediately afterward, a heaven-shaking, earth-shaking impact rang out. Meng Changyun was ruthlessly forced back, his face flushed red with exertion and his blood and qi churning.

His black war spear trembled in his grip.

The crowd was astonished.

Before they could even react, a single saber slash forced Meng Changyun back!

Only then did they see what had happened clearly. The man in jade-colored robes had drawn the saber hanging from his left side. It glinted with dazzling, silvery radiance, and starlight flowed across its surface.

As if it weren’t a saber at all, but rather, a river of stars!

“I might only be in the early-stage Heavenly Longevity Realm, but taking an old-timer like you down won’t be difficult,” the man in jade-colored robes said leisurely.

He gripped his sabers and attacked.

Boom!

The river of stars filling the heavens ran rampant. Saber qi seemed to boil over as it cleaved explosively at Meng Changyun.

Just like that, a grand battle broke out.

Meng Changyun fought with everything he had, but he was forced back at every turn.

The jade-robed man’s Dao of the Saber was far too terrifying. A river of stars seemed to burst forth with every swing of his sabers, and his saber qi furiously broke through everything in its path.

As the battle raged, it seemed as if the river of stars were dancing madly above the firmament, with unparalleled divine majesty.

In stark contrast, Meng Changyun was obviously struggling to fight back. Just a few breaths of time later, he was covered in wounds, and he looked decidedly wretched.

“Old-timer, how does it feel to be tormented? If you hadn’t abused your World King cultivation base to bully the weak, I would disdain lowering my status by punishing you like this!” the man in jade-colored robes called out with a laugh.

His movements were sweeping and natural, and interweaving saber qi ran rampant. It was utterly tyrannical.

Tie Ying and the others’ eyes lit up. They longed to applaud and cheer him on. What a good person! We don’t know him at all, yet here he is, sticking out his neck on our behalves against a World King! What spirit! What magnanimity!

“Young lord, I’m afraid Uncle Meng is in danger...” Qing Wan’s brow furrowed.

She wasn’t actually worried that something would happen to Meng Changyun. Rather, she detested how the man in jade-colored robes conducted himself. It wasn’t just that he was aggressive, but that he was intervening on others’ business without pausing to investigate who was right and who was wrong first. It was insane, and infuriating.

“It’s fine.” Su Yi raised his jug of wine and took a sip. He’d been watching the battle this whole time, taking in every last detail.

“It’s fine?” the old man in Daoist robes was confused.

He was practically dying of nervousness and fear that Meng Changyun would meet with disaster. His heart was on tenterhooks!

But it seemed “Senior Shen Mu” didn’t care at all!

But I guess that isn’t surprising. He’s only in the Imperial Realm, but he has a World King like Senior Meng for a servant. His background is surely extraordinary. He naturally has no need to fear for his life... The old man in Daoist robes sighed to himself. But Senior Meng’s situation really isn’t looking good.

He’d only just thought this when he realized that the originally kneeling Tie Ying, Yu Feng, and the others had already crawled back to their feet. These prominent citizens of Skyblue City no longer seemed panicked and terrified. Their spirits were high, and their eyes shone.

Furthermore...

The old man in Daoist robes’ eyelids twitched as he detected the obvious change in their attitudes. From time to time, their gazes landed on him, Su Yi, and Qing Wan!

They were obviously eager to take action!

This is bad! If Senior Meng loses, it’ll remove the biggest obstacle in Tie Ying and the others’ way. When the battle ends, they’re all but certain to seize the opportunity to get revenge against us!

The old man’s heart thudded his chest. He was just about to transmit a message to Su Yi when a massive impact rang out.

Meng Changyun had fallen from the sky and slammed into the ground, hard!

A massive crater formed on impact, scattering fragments of rock.

And Meng Changyun was covered in blood. His hair was disheveled, and he was obviously injured.

This is bad! The old man in Daoist robes was suddenly deathly pale.

“Old-timer, was that enough of a lesson for you? If I hadn’t held back, and I’m afraid... you’d have died a long time ago!” Beneath the dome of heaven, the man in jade-colored robes sheathed his sabers with an audible clang. His gaze was utterly contemptuous.

“Senior, thank you for helping us in the name of righteousness!” Tie Ying and the others could no longer hold back. They immediately approached and bowed in greeting, excitement and gratitude all over their faces.

“I didn’t do it to save you. Rather, I couldn’t stand the sight of a fellow World King bullying the weak!” the man in jade-colored robes said with a reserved smile.

As he spoke, he drifted to the ground and gazed down at Meng Changyun. “Take this opportunity to learn from your mistakes. I’ll spare your life, so I hope you’ll remember this lesson and refrain from doing anything so despicable going forward.”

He pointed into the distance and gazed contemptuously at Su Yi. “Now take that spoiled rich boy master of yours and leave immediately!”

“Senior, if possible, please execute this person on our behalf.” Tie Ying’s knees thudded to the ground, and he said bitterly, “The old man might have relented for now, but the moment you leave, he’s sure to seek revenge against us.”

Yu Feng, Zhu Jinmo, and the others knelt and begged too.

“Senior, please, don’t let your heart soften now. If you’re going to help us, please help us to the very end. If you do, we’ll weep tears of gratitude, and we’ll do everything in our power to repay your benevolence!”

This scene left the old man in Daoist robes both startled and furious. They really are planning to borrow another’s hands to kill us. They’re going all out, too!

The jade-robed man’s brow furrowed and muttered to himself, “That really is a problem.”

Tie Ying and company were inwardly delighted.

But the man in jade-colored robes turned and looked at the distant Su Yi. “Hey, you, whoever you are. How do you think we should resolve this?”

He could tell that the old-timer he’d just defeated was this “spoiled rich boy’s” servant.

If he wanted to resolve this conflict, he naturally had to start with the servant’s master.

A deathly silence descended upon the area.

All eyes were on Su Yi.

But Su Yi just continued drinking, draining his jug of wine before finally rising from his wicker chair and walking over to Meng Changyun. “Ol’ Meng, do you resent me for sitting back and watching as you made a fool out of yourself?”

Meng Changyun coughed violently, then hurriedly crawled to his feet and bowed, looking thoroughly ashamed. “Young lord, my ineptitude has brought shame upon you. I hate my own weakness, but I wouldn’t dare utter so much as a word of complaint!”

“Oh? This old servant of yours sure is loyal,” exclaimed the man in jade-colored robes.

Meng Changyun disregarded him. He maintained his bow, and indeed, he looked overcome with shame.

Su Yi subtly inclined his head. “Once this is over, I’ll guide your cultivation. If it goes as I expect, the day your wounds heal, your cultivation will advance.”

Earlier, he didn’t have Meng Changyun fight on his behalf just so he could watch the spectacle. Rather, he wanted to see how Meng Changyun fought in a bitter, life-or-death struggle. That way, he could see just what level his cultivation and strength were at, and what his flaws and inadequacies were.

By now, he had a rough sense of it all.

Meng Changyun quivered from head to toe, his face filling with gratitude. “This old man... this old man is most appreciative, young lord!”

Indeed, his heart coursed with emotion. He was too excited to speak properly!