Peerless Empress: One Woman, One Sword, Slaying Through Myriad Realms

Ye Wuxi toured the new residence. The pavilion had two floors. The first floor mainly consisted of the main hall and training room, with a small courtyard at the back. The second floor was mainly used for resting rooms. The ten pavilions were quite far apart, offering good privacy. From the second floor, one could also overlook the outer sect residences halfway up the mountain.

"Let's try to continue fusing sword techniques!" Ye Wuxi glanced around briefly, tidied up, and then went directly back to the cliff with the waterfall.

Having had previous experience with fusion techniques, she felt that she might be able to create a second move before competing with Zhong Xiang.

At the bottom of the cliff, on a large rock not far from the waterfall, Ye Wuxi, her dress fluttering, rapidly wielded her long sword.

She chose the Azure Wave Chasing the Moon Sword because its three sword moves were very similar in nature to the first three moves of the Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens Sword.

The second moves of both, "Chasing Waves and Flying Flowers" and "Soaring Through the Nine Heavens," are both wide-range attack sword moves, making them more suitable for fusion.

Beside the waterfall, it was sometimes scorching hot, sometimes surging with waves, and sometimes gusts of wind...

Half a month passed quickly, and the area around the life-and-death arena became crowded. Elder Wei, the Grand Elder of the Outer Sect, stepped through the air and landed on the life-and-death arena. After all, it was a life-and-death battle between the number one disciple of the Outer Sect and the fiftieth disciple of the Inner Sect, which was worth his personal presiding.

Besides, the sect leader may not have informed all the elders about Ye Wuxi's situation, but he knew very well that the Supreme Elder valued Ye Wuxi highly, and he could not allow anything to happen to Ye Wuxi today.

Zhong Xiang didn't appear on the life-or-death stage until the afternoon.

"Greetings, Elder Wei!" Zhong Xiang looked left and right but couldn't see Ye Wuxi, and a sense of dissatisfaction arose in his heart.

Elder Wei, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, nodded and closed his eyes again.

"Where is Ye Wuxi? Is she too scared to come? Can someone go and call her?" Zhong Xiang's voice slowly drifted over. He was being made to wait? What a big shot.

"Why would Senior Sister Ye be afraid? She must have lost track of time while cultivating. I'll go and call her!"

Soon, a figure from the outer sect ran off. Within the sect, age was not a factor; only strength mattered. Although Ye Wuxi was younger than him, she was stronger and had to be addressed as "Senior Sister."

The young fan arrived at the attic, only to find that Ye Wuxi was not there at all.

At this moment, Ye Wuxi was still standing on a large rock at the bottom of the cliff, his brows furrowed.

"It's always just a little short, where exactly is the problem..."

She closed her eyes slightly, listening to the soft sound of flowing water around her, recalling each previous moment of fusion...

In the distance, Liu Yu'er, who had come looking for her, watched this scene without disturbing it...

Another hour passed. Watching the sun gradually set, Liu Yu'er gritted her teeth and finally called out.

"No regrets!"

Understanding is important, but if Wuxi doesn't show up as promised today, he'll be laughed at to death.

With a sudden sound, the barrier that had been confusing Ye Wuxi shattered! Ye Wuxi's eyes lit up, and he opened them, suddenly swinging his sword.

Instantly, the sword energy sliced ​​through the mountain walls and waterfalls in all directions, splashing water everywhere...

"Wow, amazing!" Liu Yu'er thought to herself as she retreated, secretly praising that Wu Xi's sword was even more powerful than the one she used against Duan Hong.

Ye Wuxi nodded in satisfaction and sheathed his longsword, but then suddenly remembered that Yu'er was still behind him.

"Yu'er, what brings you here?"

"Wu Xi, have you forgotten that today is a life-or-death battle? We need to get going, or that bastard will think you're scared..."

Ye Wuxi slapped her forehead, "I really forgot, let's go!"

On the life-or-death stage, Zhong Xiang was getting impatient. He sneered, "Looks like she's really scared. This year's top outer disciple is actually a coward. Fine, I'll spare her life for now." With that, he turned to leave.

"Senior Sister Ye is not like that! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Senior Sister Ye was delayed by something, she will be here soon."

The outer disciples, a group of Ye Wuxi's devoted followers, joined in the counterattack. Zhong Xiang's words were a mockery even to the entire outer sect; who did he look down on? Every inner disciple started as an outer disciple…

"There's no set time. I can come whenever I want. Besides, I'm just trying to give you two more hours to live. You should be grateful."

Ye Wuxi swept over from afar and landed on the life-and-death arena, smiling slightly.

"Ha~"

Elder Wei descended from the sky, taking out a life-and-death contract. "Once the contract is signed, life and death are determined by fate. No elder of the sect will interfere in this battle."

"Understood," Ye Wuxi quickly wrote down her name. Zhong Xiang also confidently wrote down his name with a wave of his hand.

"Alright, all of you spectators, step back. I'll just watch. You can begin yourselves."

"Do you have any last words? I will pass them on to Senior Chi Huo..." Zhong Xiang sneered.

"Idiot! I'll let you have one move out of respect for Elder Feng! Hurry up and make your move," Ye Wuxi rolled her eyes.

Elder Feng was Zhong Xiang's master, and ranked seventh among the ten inner sect elders.

"Earth-Shattering Fist!"

Zhong Xiang was somewhat annoyed. He shouted loudly and slammed his fist, which was filled with pale yellow true energy, toward Ye Wuxi. The endless fist imprints were like heavy mountains.

"Slap the dog!"

Ye Wuxi chuckled and casually activated a few of his dantian, then unleashed the Falling Flower Palm strike.

"you wanna die!"

The fist imprint was annihilated, and Zhong Xiang's face turned ashen with anger. He drew his longsword directly. What kind of bullshit dog-beating palm was that? Wasn't it just calling him a dog?

"Since you didn't cherish my first move, then I'll have no choice but to send you to your death!"

Ye Wuxi smiled and took out the Shadow Reflection Sword. Zhong Xiang's sword was also a low-rank sword, and she couldn't afford to suffer this loss!

"Drunkenly Slaying the Long River, Burning the Heavens with the Sword!"

Ye Wuxi struck first. With the support of her two dantian (water and fire) and her earth-rank spiritual sword, this sword strike was several times more powerful than the one she used against Duan Hong that day. She also did not hold back her two layers of sword intent.

"The mountain is overwhelming!"

Zhong Xiang dared not be careless. With a roar, a thick yellow barrier appeared in front of him.

"Earth-based defense is indeed quite good."

Ye Wuxi raised an eyebrow. Zhong Xiang, who was at the fiftyth level of the inner sect, still had some strength. He was very skilled in using the Earth-rank sword technique, and his sword intent had reached the second level.

Zhong Xiang blocked the attack with all his might, then flashed away and roared angrily.

"Break through the enemy lines and slay the generals!"

Sword light surged, and endless pale yellow sword energy attacked Ye Wuxi with overwhelming force.

"Riding the waves with laughter to help the Sichuan boat!"

As Ye Wuxi spoke, he swung his Shadow Sword, and countless sword beams surged from the surrounding void.

Each sword blade exuded terrifying energy, instantly disintegrating the thick, mountain-like yellow sword energy, and bombarding Zhong Xiang from all directions.

Zhong Xiang retreated rapidly, shouting in shock, "Impossible!"

Having witnessed the outer sect competition, he was already prepared for that sword strike. How could there be an even stronger one...?

Ye Wuxi frowned slightly. Zhong Xiang's defense was good, but according to her estimation, he should have died after the first sword strike. He deserved to die even more after the second sword strike. How could this be?