novelraw Chapter 157 : First Collision! Provocation from a “Competing Product”!
Chapter 157 : First Collision! Provocation from a “Competing Product”!
Chapter 157: First Collision! Provocation from a “Competing Product”!
The alarm siren shattered this absurd frenzy.
Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to see that in the distant star domain, a flying vessel entirely forged from bright silver, sword-shaped crystal stones was charging forward with an unstoppable, domineering posture, tearing through the chaotic asteroid belt and barging straight into the main navigation route that had just been planned by “Black Wind Security”.
That flying vessel was incomparably gorgeous in design. Its hull was long and slender, its lines sharp and fierce, resembling an unrivaled divine sword drawn from its scabbard. The entire ship radiated an unparalleled sharpness, a heaven-shaking sword intent that seemed capable of cutting down everything in its path.
At the prow, a great banner embroidered with countless sword shadows fluttered violently in the wind. At the center of the banner, the three flamboyant characters “Myriad Sword Sect” seemed about to burst out of the fabric, transforming into tangible sword qi.
“Stop! Ahead is a航道 under the control of Black Wind Security Company! Please stop immediately, submit to inspection, and pay the navigation management fee!”
Two star pirate flying vessels that had just changed into “security” uniforms mustered their courage and moved to intercept it.
However, the sword-shaped flying vessel did not slow down in the slightest.
“A bunch of ants squatting like mountain bandits, and you dare block the path of my Myriad Sword Sect? Scram!”
A cold shout rang out from within the flying vessel.
Immediately after, an extremely fast golden sword qi flashed and vanished!
“Boom!”
The two flying vessels that moved up to intercept had no time to react at all. Their defensive formations were pierced instantly like paper, the hulls slashed open with two massive gashes as black smoke billowed and they spun away.
The “security personnel” aboard suffered grievous casualties.
“Damn it!”
Long Batian watched with eyes splitting apart, a long-lost ferocity surging up from deep within him.
The company had just been established, and on its very first day of business someone had come to smash the place—how could this be tolerated?
He immediately piloted the skull-headed flying vessel himself, leading more than a dozen core warships as he charged forward, completely surrounding that sword-shaped flying vessel.
“May I ask if阁下 is a friend of the Myriad Sword Sect? This one is Long Batian of ‘Black Wind Security’.”
“You barged into our company’s navigation route without cause and injured our employees. Shouldn’t you give us an explanation?”
Long Batian forcibly suppressed his anger and spoke in a deep voice.
“An explanation?”
The cabin door of the sword-shaped flying vessel slowly opened. A young man wearing a white robe trimmed with gold, holding a long sword, and bearing an arrogant expression stepped out.
He glanced at Long Batian, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt.
“A bunch of bandits who still look nothing like crown princes even if you put dragon robes on them, and you think you’re worthy of asking me for an explanation?”
“When my Myriad Sword Sect does things, why would we need to explain anything to the likes of you?”
“If you know what’s good for you, obediently get lost. Otherwise, don’t blame my sword for showing no mercy and cutting you rabble down, people and ships alike!”
This young man clearly possessed cultivation at the Golden Core Great Perfection realm. The sharpness of his sword intent was such that even Long Batian, at mid-stage Nascent Soul, felt a faint stinging sensation on his skin.
Long Batian was so enraged that his face turned ashen, just about to erupt, when an even colder, more aloof voice sounded from behind that young man.
“Step back.”
Hearing this, the young man’s expression tightened. He respectfully retreated to the side.
Afterward, a man dressed in plain white clothes, cradling an ancient, unadorned iron sword in his arms, slowly walked out.
He looked only around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with handsome features. Yet within his eyes there was utter emptiness, as if nothing in this world existed for him besides the sword.
He merely stood there quietly, yet his entire being merged with the law of “sharpness” between heaven and earth. An invisible sword pressure swept across the entire field, making every star pirate feel as though their souls were being pinned down by countless blades, their breathing becoming difficult.
Early-stage Nascent Soul!
But this sword intent was even more terrifying than that of an ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
He was none other than the seventh-ranked genius on the Mortal Realm Prodigies List—“Sword Maniac” Jian Wuxin!
Jian Wuxin did not look at Long Batian. His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of space, locking directly onto the most luxurious vessel in the distance—“Ascension No. 1”.
“Hiding your head and showing your tail, driving a bunch of petty thieves to carry out such despicable, under-the-table acts.”
“I heard that a prodigy had emerged in the Eastern Wasteland, entering the immortal path through commerce. I thought it would be someone extraordinary. Turns out you’re nothing more than a clown craving attention.”
“The Great Dao is contested through strength, broken through by force, questioned by the sword! Such crooked paths—how are they worthy of standing on the same stage to discuss the Dao with us?”
“Get out here and take my sword!”
As his words fell, the iron sword in his arms let out a clear, resonant sword cry. A terrifying sword intent capable of ripping apart stars shot straight into the sky!
The chaotic energy of the entire Black Wind Domain was forced back under this pure, absolute sword intent.
Faced with this near face-tearing provocation, Ascension No. 1 remained utterly calm inside.
After a moment, Chu Feng’s unhurried voice spread calmly across the entire starry sky through the amplification formation.
“Sword Daoist, greetings.”
“According to Article Three, Clause Seven of the ‘Black Wind Domain Navigation Safety Management Regulations’ just promulgated by our company, your flying vessel has already constituted multiple serious violations, including ‘overspeeding’, ‘violent forced entry’, and ‘malicious injury to our law enforcement personnel’.”
“Now, we will carry out ‘compulsory enforcement’ against you.”
Hearing this, Jian Wuxin frowned slightly, a trace of mockery flashing through his eyes.
Compulsory enforcement? Ridiculous!
He was just about to draw his sword and cleave that noisy flying vessel in two with a single strike when his pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw that on both sides of Ascension No. 1’s mirror-smooth pitch-black hull, several hundred concealed compartments silently slid open.
Immediately afterward, a sky-filling “buzzing” sound erupted.
More than a hundred creatures—entirely forged from unknown metal, shaped like butterflies, yet with wings flashing with cold, sharp light—swarmed out like a hive unleashed!
These “Sword Butterflies” were only palm-sized, yet their speed was extreme. Pale blue spiritual power flames sprayed from their tails as they traced hundreds of deadly trajectories through the air, their targets pointing straight at the Myriad Sword Sect’s flying vessel!
This was the latest creation forged by Leng Yanran using the Divine Kingdom Core’s “soul crystals” combined with artifact refining techniques—Self-Destruct Sword Butterflies!
Each one contained terrifying energy comparable to the self-detonation of a Golden Core cultivator!
At last, a hint of gravity appeared in Jian Wuxin’s eyes.
“Tricks of a petty craftsman!”
He snorted coldly, and the iron sword in his hand burst from its sheath!
“With one sword, I open the heavens!”
A resplendent sword river stretching a thousand zhang cut across the cosmos, carrying an unrivaled will to annihilate everything as it surged toward that sea of death!
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Wherever the sword river passed, dozens of Sword Butterflies were instantly torn to shreds by the violent sword qi, exploding into clusters of brilliant fireworks.
However, even more Sword Butterflies used their agile forms to bypass the front of the sword river, fearlessly latching onto the Myriad Sword Sect flying vessel’s protective sect sword formation!
“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!”
In the next instant, earth-shattering chain explosions began!
The Myriad Sword Sect’s protective sword formation—capable of withstanding a full-force strike from a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator—flashed wildly with light under the suicidal, cost-ignoring assault of these hundred Sword Butterflies, letting out a mournful cry as it reached the brink of collapse!
Just as Jian Wuxin’s expression changed drastically and he was about to unleash his second sword, Chu Feng’s devilish voice sounded leisurely once more, carrying a merchant’s shrewdness and teasing tone.
“Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, Sword Daoist.”
“According to the supplementary clauses of these regulations, during the enforcement process, your side will also need to pay in full for all costs incurred by this ‘enforcement action’ on our side…”
“All ammunition costs.”