Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 111 - 110: Death to Those Who Covet My Master

'Make my Master... lick your toes??'

Qing Yueqiu froze on the spot, seemingly unable to process such an absurd and arrogant statement.

But once she was sure she hadn't misheard—and that Ji Xichan was serious...

BOOM—!!

A visible tide of silvery-white Sword Qi surged toward the sky. Qing Yueqiu's long silver hair whipped around in the violent torrent as a crimson, bloody light threatened to erupt from her eyes. The veins around her eyes bulged, making her look like a bloodthirsty Asura.

"You're courting death!!"

The torrent of Sword Qi condensed into a single line and shot forward in an instant, cleaving the very air in its path with its vast, surging power.

The tens of thousands of Cultivators in the audience all looked on in shock. The match hadn't even started, so why were they already fighting?!

VMMMM—

Just as the river of Sword Qi was about to strike Ji Xichan, a simple, ancient sword descended from the heavens, blocking the path between the two.

The Sword Qi, which had been raging just a moment before, dissipated like smoke and mist under the Suppression of the Silent Sword.

Upon seeing Pei Yuhang's Silent Sword, the blood-red, murderous haze in Qing Yueqiu's eyes finally cleared.

She realized her Master had stopped her just in time.

If her sword had actually hit Ji Xichan before the tournament match officially began, she would have been disqualified.

After sensing that Qing Yueqiu had calmed down, the Silent Sword trembled slightly in her direction before flying back to its master's hand.

Ji Xichan's gaze followed the Silent Sword's path back, finally locking onto the handsome man who was, as always, dressed in white robes.

A full sixty-year cycle had passed, yet the man's appearance hadn't changed in the slightest. He was still that same peerless gentleman, as refined as jade.

Although she knew Pei Yuhang likely didn't care about her actions, she still shot a provocative smile in his direction.

Her clear, bright eyes were filled with the desire to conquer that man.

Qing Yueqiu also noticed Ji Xichan's intensely aggressive gaze fixed on her Master. Her expression darkened further, but she didn't act rashly again. However, the Luminous Shadow Sword in her hand was already humming with power, brimming with killing intent.

That's right. Faced with this woman who wanted to humiliate her Master, Qing Yueqiu wanted to kill her on the spot!

This killing intent was so potent that it made Ji Xichan withdraw her gaze and focus back on Qing Yueqiu.

"It seems Sword Immortal Pei's teaching isn't half bad. It might actually be a little difficult for me to crush you while we're at the same cultivation stage."

As Ji Xichan spoke, she stepped forward. With each step, her aura intensified, and the shadow at her feet began to distort. Her shadow was like a pitch-black lake, from which the faint outlines of many Demon Fiends could be seen.

By the time she was ten meters from Qing Yueqiu, Ji Xichan's aura had climbed to the Golden Core Peak. Her dark and domineering presence clashed with Qing Yueqiu's silvery-white Sword Qi, neither giving an inch.

Although the Cultivators in the audience didn't understand what had happened between these two peerless Female Cultivators, there was no doubt that the explosive tension between them was infectious.

This was the kind of Sect Grand Competition they wanted to see!!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, DONG—the Honglu Grand Bell in the clouds was finally struck!

In an instant, the Luminous Shadow Sword shot from Qing Yueqiu's hand. Immense Sword Qi churned the air, immediately drowning Ji Xichan in a flood of silver light.

'Anyone who covets my Master dies!'

Qing Yueqiu completely sank into a state of self-forgetful slaughter, her only thought to kill this woman who dared to covet her Master.

After submerging Ji Xichan with the first strike, she unleashed several more in quick succession, giving the black-robed girl beneath the sword light no chance to even breathe.

Amidst the flying dust, Ji Xichan's delicate figure was completely obscured, leaving only the echoing howl of the sharp Sword Qi.

Just as everyone thought Qing Yueqiu had actually managed to suppress Ji Xichan, the silver-haired girl suddenly retreated at extreme speed, turning into an afterimage as if facing a formidable enemy.

The next moment, the dust and Sword Qi were blasted apart by a colossal black shadow, as thick as a pillar holding up the heavens, which shot toward Qing Yueqiu like a bolt of lightning.

Qing Yueqiu slashed out with a Moonlight Divine Light, blocking the dark shadow. Only then did the Cultivators present realize what it was—an enormous Demon Python, black as ink... No, it was literally made of an inky-black liquid!

And the girl in the black dress was standing, completely unharmed, in the center of the Demon Python's coiled body.

"It's been a while since I've felt this weak... The amount of Spiritual Qi I can use at the Golden Core Peak is just too little. Just summoning the Great Black Snake used up a third of the Spiritual Qi in my body."

Ji Xichan raised a hand to wipe the dust from her face, then pointed at Qing Yueqiu and said coldly, "Great Black Snake, swallow her!"

HIIISSS—!!

The massive Demon snake's shadow leaped into the air again, opening its cavernous maw to devour the silver-haired girl.

This giant snake shadow not only possessed peerless strength and a body as hard as a Magical Treasure, but its speed was also absurdly fast, not at all hindered by its massive size.

In fact, the destructive power generated by its huge body combined with its lightning-fast bursts had reached a truly terrifying level.

Even Qing Yueqiu didn't want to clash head-on with this great snake. She dodged and weaved across the arena like a nimble white butterfly, causing the snake's head to repeatedly smash into the ground, leaving several large craters in the earth-shaking impacts.

As the great snake moved farther and farther from Ji Xichan, the part of its body coiling around her for protection gradually faded.

Qing Yueqiu keenly seized this opportunity. With a bloody glint in her eyes, she formed a hand seal for a Sword Control Technique. Riding her Luminous Shadow Sword, she shot forward at an unprecedented speed—so fast that even the great snake couldn't react in time—and charged toward Ji Xichan's true body.

It was a beautiful transition from defense to offense, earning applause and cheers from all the Cultivators present.

But only those Cultivators who had experienced Ji Xichan's dominance knew that this black-robed girl was an all-around genius—or rather, a prodigy! She wasn't some squishy summoner who could only control a Demon Spirit from a distance!

"Hahahaha~ Interesting! Let me experience for myself that Ancient Sword you took from the Divine Sword Pavilion!"

Seeing the silver-haired girl charge at her, Ji Xichan showed no sign of panic. She didn't even call the Great Black Snake back to protect her.

She splayed her fingers forward. As her shadow writhed, a strange, pitch-black sword slowly emerged, glittering with the light of cosmic stars. At first glance, it looked as if a piece of the starry sky had been torn off and forged into the shape of a sword.

Qing Yueqiu hadn't expected Ji Xichan to possess a Spirit Sword like this; it was information she hadn't known. But—it didn't matter.

'I don't care what other tricks you have up your sleeve. I'll just cut you down with a single strike!'

The vast Moonlight suddenly flared, as if she intended to use all the Moonlight Essence she had absorbed over the past few days in this one battle.

With a wave of her hand, Ji Xichan merged the Demon Spirit Great Snake with the "Pitch Dark Night" in her grip. The blade of Pitch Dark Night writhed like a serpent, letting out a ferocious, roaring ring as it clashed with the immense Moon Sword.

The pressure wave from the collision of the two swords far exceeded the normal scope of the Golden Core Stage, even putting some of the less-skilled Cultivators in the audience who had barely scraped their way into the Nascent Soul Stage to shame.

The two young women brandished their Spirit Swords, their white and black dresses meeting and parting like a pair of entangled black and white butterflies as they fought their way up into the clouds.

The Spiritual Qi turbulence from their battle instantly filled the clear sky with dark clouds, only for the crisscrossing Sword Qi to shred the cloud layer moments later.

Suddenly, a Cultivator who had practiced a Pupil Technique cried out in alarm, "Look! Sword Immortal Pei's disciple is controlling twelve Spirit Swords at once!"

His words left the surrounding Cultivators who practiced the sword in a state of stunned disbelief.

Mastering the control of a single Spirit Sword was already incredibly difficult. What kind of monster could split their focus twelve ways to control twelve Spirit Swords?!

"What nonsense are you spouting! Where do you see Qing Yueqiu controlling twelve swords!"

Someone quickly stepped up to refute him, earning a chorus of agreement. Exactly, how could a mere junior possibly reach the level of controlling twelve swords simultaneously?

But in the next moment, that person continued, "Your cultivation of Pupil Techniques is simply too shallow; you only saw twelve! She's clearly controlling thirty-six swords!"

"Th-thirty-six?!"

"Could it be... that this junior intends to single-handedly execute the Thirty-Six Celestial Spirit Sword Array, a formation that requires at least twelve Cultivators of the same stage to perform?!"

At that moment, the entire arena fell silent.