I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

Chapter 143: The Desolate Blade Sect Gets Another Visitor

Kuyun Prefecture, Desolate Blade Sect.

The atmosphere within the Desolate Blade Sect has been very oppressive lately.

After their sect leader lost the match against the Supreme Elder of the Nianling Sect, he remained secluded for a long time, and even most of the elders were in low spirits.

Their territory was originally very large, but due to losing the life-or-death match, and because King Yanxuan also said that the winner should be rewarded and the loser should pay the price, the territory and industry of the Desolate Blade Sect shrank by nearly half in just over ten days.

It was taken by the Nianling Sect.

The elders in the sect used to live a life of luxury, but now they can barely keep the sect running.

We've taken on too many disciples. And too many elders.

It seems like we can't afford to raise them anymore.

What has been causing even more concern among the entire Desolate Blade Sect lately is that the sect leader has remained in seclusion, and no one knows what he has been busy with.

Is it because he lost, couldn't get over this hurdle, and then went mad and died?

Although rumors were flying everywhere, no one dared to disturb Huangli...

until today.

A simple, rugged figure arrived at the gate of the Desolate Blade Sect.

The disciples guarding the mountain gate frowned and were displeased when they saw him.

This man was dressed in rough, tattered clothes, with a seemingly fragile steel knife tucked into his waistband. He also had a silly, foolish grin on his face. You could tell at a glance that he was either an idiot or a madman.

"What are you doing? Do you know where you are? Do you think you can just wander around like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man stopped and scratched his head.

"Please inform your sect leader that I've come to challenge you, and also to collect what the Desolate Blade Sect owes me."

challenge?

Asking for something?

The disciple guarding the mountain thought he had misheard. He only heard the word "challenge," but he didn't bother to remember what was being asked for.

The mere fact that the first word was uttered was already absurd enough.

This poor, big man actually dares to challenge the Desolate Blade Sect and even want to fight the sect leader.

Their sect leader is a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage!

If this person isn't mentally ill, does saying something like that mean he also has the cultivation level of the Tribulation Transcending stage? Impossible!

These powerful cultivators, who don't stride through the air with unparalleled swagger, why would they walk up a mountain path? This guy is clearly out of his mind and causing trouble!

"Go away! Stop acting crazy here."

The disciple guarding the mountain pointed directly at the mountain path behind the man, the meaning being simple: go back to where you came from.

The man did not respond.

He clenched his right fist and stretched it forward, making a fist-pounding motion, and instantly a tremendous force surged forth!

The mountain-guarding disciple blocking his way only felt a wave of energy sweep over him, sending him flying backwards like a headfirst tumbleweed.

not only that.

The entire mountain gate trembled as a result.

The disciple guarding the mountain scrambled to his feet, staring in utter horror at the man before him. "You…"

"Young man, go and announce my arrival. Oh, by the way, my name is Li Dahu."

The man grinned, laughing like a hundred-year-old child.

The disciples guarding the mountain suddenly felt a chill run down their spines, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

Is this person really here to challenge the sect leader?

"Did you remember what I just said?"

Li Dahu, with his honest and simple demeanor, pressed on with another question, as if afraid that he might have forgotten.

The disciples guarding the mountain suddenly felt like they were being targeted by a smiling tiger who would devour people without spitting out the bones, and their legs went weak.

"I...I understand, please wait a moment."

He ran into the Desolate Blade Sect with trembling hands.

The aura just now shook the entire mountain gate, and many disciples were a little flustered, thinking that people from the Nianling Sect had come to attack. Fortunately, an elder stepped forward to maintain order, and things didn't get too chaotic.

The disciple guarding the mountain hurriedly found an elder and told him about the matter.

The elder dared not delay and went straight to the main hall.

"metropolitan!"

"Didn't I tell you not to bother me?!"

A furious roar came from Huang Li's room.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, there are people outside who claim to be here to challenge you!"

The elder knelt down, his voice trembling as he reported.

"Who?"

The elder swallowed hard: "That man's name is Li Dahu."

"...What? Li Dahu?"

The door was pushed open, and Huang Li, his eyes bloodshot and seemingly having not rested for a long time, walked out with a gloomy face. He seemed incredulous when he heard the name. "That's right."

The elder was so certain, while Huang Li let out a long sigh, muttering to himself with a dim look in his eyes.

"It's over. It seems what's coming is bound to happen."

Huang Li's tone was filled with exhaustion and bitterness.

The elders were puzzled as to why their sect leader was so desperate. They didn't know this guy named Li Dahu, and neither did Huang Li. However, Huang Li had heard of him from the previous sect leader.

That guy known as "Crazy Knife King" Li Dahu!

"Sect Master, do you know who that person is?"

The elder asked in a low voice.

“A martial arts fanatic once made a vow with the previous sect leader of my sect that if my sect produces another sect leader who can comprehend the ‘True Meaning of the Desolate Blade’, he would come to challenge him and fight him.”

"Hiss... It's actually someone like that?"

The elder couldn't help but gasp. "Ha...arrogant? Do you know how terrifying he is?"

Huang Li shook his head, his eyes filled with helplessness.

The name Li Dahu does sound a bit simple and honest, but this "Crazy Blade King" is a genuine Tribulation Transcending Stage cultivator, and a well-known figure who has been in the Tribulation Transcending Stage for a long time!

What he liked most was to travel all over the world and spar with powerful swordsmen from all walks of life!

They actually look down on the Desolate Blade Sect; perhaps they only have their eyes on the "True Meaning of the Desolate Blade" and want to give it a try.

Huang Li naturally couldn't back down from a fight.

With no other option, he had to bite the bullet and arrive at the gate of the Desolate Blade Sect.

Li Dahu sat on the bluestone next to him, waiting for him.

Seeing Huang Li emerge, he grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth. His smile was honest yet also carried a hint of ferocity, making Huang Li inexplicably tremble with fear. "Sect Master Huangdao, I've waited for over ten days, hoping you've recovered from your last battle."

Li Dahu stood up and bowed slightly to Huang Li.

"I want to try it myself and see just how powerful your Desolate Blade True Meaning really is."

Have you recovered?

Huang Li hid in his room, feeling extremely uncomfortable just trying to dispel the backlash of the sword intent.

Who would have thought that Xiao Ling could actually launch a counterattack from such a desperate situation, and even his Desolate Blade True Intent was powerless against him?

Now we're going to have another fight.

All I can say is that we were destined to lose.

Huang Li flew into the air with Li Dahu without saying a word.

He drew his exquisite, heavy longsword.

Li Dahu unfastened the unremarkable, even dull, large steel knife from his waist. Huang Li took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

"please!"

Li Dahu looked up at him and grinned with a simple, honest smile.

Without saying a word, Huang Li immediately unleashed his trump card, the "True Meaning of the Wild Blade"!

The blood-red blade slashed through the air, its blade aura reaching several meters. Although the Desolate Force was not at its peak, its power was still not to be underestimated!