Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint

Chapter 640 207 I Can Speedrun_6

Lei Lixing sighed with his hands behind his back, "Worthy of the title of the Nine Provinces' number one Sword Immortal. It's just a pity that in a few days, this title will change hands. With Brother Dao's strength, defeating Yan Sword Immortal should not be a problem."

Dao Xuan asked, "If Yan Sword Immortal were in her peak state, could my ancestor win?"

"Naturally, he can't," Lei Lixing said. "He couldn't even take five moves. But now, Brother Dao, you have reached the late-stage Ascension Realm and comprehended three Heavenly Thunder Laws. After decades of painstaking cultivation and Body refining to become a demon, you've cultivated the Thunder Demon Body and condensed the Divine Thunder Dharma Image. Even so, if you were facing the peak Yan Sword Immortal from that time, you would still be unable to win."

"What about now?"

Lei Lixing pondered, "Within a hundred moves, you should be able to achieve victory."

Everyone clicked their tongues in wonder.

Not long after, they saw a streak of thunder light flashing in the distance.

The next second, a figure zipped into the void. The newcomer had a refined face and was dressed in a purple robe. His purple hair was tied meticulously, without a single strand out of place.

He seemed to possess all sorts of thunder manifestations. His aura was magnificent, and a faint pressure emerged out of nowhere.

"Brother Dao!"

Lei Lixing walked over with a smile. "Long time no see! You still look as impressive as ever, Brother Dao."

"With Brother Lei presiding over Taixuan, your prestige in Qianzhou grows year by year," Dao Wuya said with a light smile. "I'm just a humble Loose Cultivator, hardly possessing such elegance."

"Hahaha! There's no need for formalities between us," Lei Lixing said, walking over and playfully punching Dao Wuya on the shoulder. "Are you ready?"

"First, tell me about the situation," Dao Wuya asked. "Who has she fought so far?"

"Many," Lei Lixing said. "But most of them are in the Late-stage Tribulation Crossing Realm, hardly worth mentioning. Among Ascension Realm cultivators, so far only I have made a move, along with an old bald monk from the Heavenly Sea."

"Old bald monk..." Dao Wuya mused. "Are you referring to the Universal Saint Venerable?"

"That's him," Lei Lixing confirmed. "But that old fellow isn't strong enough, even weaker than me. He couldn't last more than a dozen moves and is arguably the weakest at the Ascension Realm. He's the only one at the Ascension Realm from the Heavenly Sea, and I heard he even surrendered a copy of the Prajnaparamita Holy Scripture."

"Has Yan Sword Immortal's strength truly declined so severely?" Dao Wuya mused. "Could she be doing it intentionally?"

"Intentional?" Lei Lixing scoffed. "Impossible. If an Ascension Realm cultivator made a move intentionally, I would have sensed it. Besides, you were in seclusion and don't know what happened over a year ago. After Yan Sword Immortal successfully completed her Tribulation Crossing, she shattered the Immortal Slaying Sect with her sword, injuring herself in the process. She's lucky she didn't perish."

"Her current strength is a far cry from what it once was."

"Shattered the Immortal Slaying Sect?" Dao Wuya was startled. "Why would she do that? After successfully completing her Tribulation Crossing, she could have become an Outer World Immortal, ascended to the Upper Realm, and roamed the cosmos. What interest could she have in staying in the Nine Provinces?"

"I don't know," Lei Lixing shook his head. "At the time, many cultivators thought she was going to achieve Ascension and depart, or at most, stay behind to deal with some insignificant troublemakers. Who knew she would pull such a stunt?"

"Don't worry. By my estimation, you'll defeat Elder Yan within a hundred moves!"

Dao Wuya gave a slight smile.

"If that's truly the case, perhaps I won't even need a hundred moves."

"It seems Brother Dao has had some new insights?" Lei Lixing's eyes flashed.

Dao Wuya smiled but said nothing.

"It's indeed time for the title of the Nine Provinces' number one Sword Immortal to change hands. I was actually thinking of waiting until the Ascension Ceremony..."

"If we wait until the Ascension Ceremony, we might not get the chance," Lei Lixing said. "These old-guard Ascendants each possess immense Qi Fortune and are incredibly powerful."

"Indeed..." Dao Wuya seemed to recall something. "During the last grand event, I crossed swords with the Supreme Master of the Fengyue Sect. In a single exchange, my Taoist Heart nearly collapsed."

He then spoke with renewed confidence:

"But now, I am different."

"Let's start with this Yan Sword Immortal. I've heard that the Supreme Master has also been in seclusion for a long time... She's probably preparing for her Tribulation Crossing and Ascension."

"This upcoming Ascension Ceremony is still more than a decade away. They will likely all have achieved Ascension by then. It should be our era."

"Indeed!" Lei Lixing exclaimed, his voice filled with emotion.

The two gazed towards the distant Gu Yun Mountain, their hearts swelling with lofty ambitions and heroic aspirations.

Ascended cultivators in the world are few and far between; who among them wouldn't want to be number one?

The Heavenly Tribulation continued for nearly half a month before ending.

After it concluded, Wang Mu felt the Little Thunder Spirit within him had grown into a Big Thunder Spirit. The Thunder Spirit Pearl now constantly coiled within him, nourishing his body.

The entire Heavenly Tribulation had been absorbed.

Having overcome the Heavenly Tribulation, he was now a true Nascent Soul Cultivator.

However, Wang Mu's Nascent Soul was somewhat special.

He had cultivated seven or eight different Skills, one after another.

And each of them was a supreme, heaven-defying Skill.

Arriving at Heavenly Sword Peak, he saw that the Sect Master and Peak Leaders were all gathered there.

"Congratulations, you rascal,"

Jian Wuqing said with narrowed eyes, "Advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm in just over ten years... there's no one in the Nine Provinces as formidable as you."

"Technically, our sect's Taixiao Sword Mysterious Skill is not a Demon Skill and requires gradual, cumulative progress to cultivate," Cheng Tianyong remarked. "Cultivating this quickly... it's a wonder what kind of prodigy you are. Now that you've entered the Nascent Soul Realm, you still need to focus on stabilizing your foundation."

"Before we knew it, you've reached the same realm as us," Lu Youlian said with a smile. "We Peak Leaders have cultivated for hundreds of years; this is somewhat embarrassing for us."

"Master Lu, you're too kind," Wang Mu coughed. "Without everyone's help, I couldn't possibly have progressed so quickly."

Without your help, I might have already kicked the bucket.

Especially the Thousand Illusion Twelve Transformations that Master Lu taught me.

Lu Youlian smiled without speaking. She didn't take his words to heart, believing that Elder Yan's assistance must have been the primary reason.

Of course, she thought, even with help, reaching the Nascent Soul Realm so quickly was definitely extraordinary.

Moreover, as a fellow Nascent Soul cultivator, she could hardly sense his aura. When her Divine Sense swept over him, she found only a hazy chaos.

It was as if he had perfectly fused with the heavens and the earth.

This boy's Nascent Soul, she feared, was far from ordinary.

The group chatted and laughed together.

However, before long, a figure materialized from the void, and the atmosphere of the entire Sword Sect instantly changed.

The Heavenly Tribulation had clearly passed, yet at this moment, the entire Sword Sect was engulfed in a thunderous intent even more terrifying than the Heavenly Tribulation itself.

The expressions of the Peak Leaders changed immediately.

"He's come so quickly," Sect Master Jian said solemnly.

"That New Sect Ascendant, Dao Wuya?" Wang Mu's brow furrowed slightly as he gazed at a flash of lightning in the distant void.

"Indeed!"

After a brief discussion, Sect Master Jian said, "Have Elder Yan delay for a few more days. Tell her not to come out yet and to use the time to recover further."

With that said, the group flew into the void to greet the newcomer.

Not long after, a figure appeared in the bamboo forest.

"Elder Yan, how is your recovery progressing?" Wang Mu asked.

Elder Yan remained silent.

Wang Mu understood. Heroine Yan didn't wish to elaborate, most likely not wanting to worry him.

"Still not talking?" Wang Mu walked over, extending his hand.

Elder Yan casually stepped back a few paces and said in a calm voice,

"Don't be impu—"

Before she could finish, Wang Mu's hand had already landed firmly on the Peach.

This time, there was no rebound at all.

Wang Mu guessed it must be because he had cultivated the Mixed Elements Heart Sword.

This Skill was profoundly mysterious. He had cultivated it while in the Illusion Realm, a process involving a spiritual communion.

Only when body and soul were in perfect harmony could the Mixed Elements Heart Sword unleash its ultimate effects, creating a profound connection between their bodies and minds.

In other words, even if Wang Mu were only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, he could still 'practice swords' with Yan Sword Immortal.

Moreover, she might not even be able to refuse him.

A soft, distinct sound rang out.

Fortunately, there was no one else on Heavenly Sword Peak at that moment...

"You..." Elder Yan glared at Wang Mu sternly, but she retreated several steps, her cheeks showing a faint flush.

"If you're not going to tell me, then I might have to 'practice swords' with the Elder again," Wang Mu said threateningly. He then asked, "Seriously though, what are your chances against him?"

Elder Yan was silent for a few seconds before replying,

"One percent."

"One percent?" Wang Mu was astonished. "Is Dao Wuya that strong? Or have you not recovered much? That can't be right..."

Elder Yan shook her head.

"For me, as long as there's even a one percent chance of winning, I cannot lose."

"Why is that?"

"Because I am a Sword Cultivator," Elder Yan said, closing her eyes. "As long as I can unleash my sword, no one can withstand that single strike."

Her words were imbued with immense confidence, and a powerful aura radiated from her, giving her a brilliance that would make thousands look up in awe.

Indeed, Wang Mu nodded to himself.

During their 'sword practice', as long as he could make one move, Elder Yan couldn't withstand it.

Sword Cultivators truly are formidable, he thought.

"Do not leave the Sword Sect," Elder Yan instructed, looking towards the figure in the sky. "I'll be right back."

"Also, from now on, Brother Mu, you must never 'practice swords' with anyone else."

"Otherwise, swords will break, and lives will be lost."

After saying this, Elder Yan soared into the sky.

Wang Mu was speechless. "..."