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

"It really was them!" Chen Shuhui said through gritted teeth. She had some suspicions about this matter, but since Xi'er had suddenly recovered and was even better than before, she put it aside for the time being and did not think too much about it.

Ye Xicheng said with a stern face, "Xi'er, we won't do anything rash to hold you back. Your father will also improve his strength. We'll settle this score with them sooner or later."

Seeing that the two were still calm, Ye Wuxi felt relieved. They were in the heat of anger when they first woke up, and now was the perfect time.

"Father, Mother, these are some martial arts techniques that I have acquired. Please take them and use them for the family."

Ye Wuxi then took out the storage rings she had prepared beforehand. They contained some martial arts techniques that she had stolen. The quality of these techniques wasn't very high, but they were quite good for the Ye family.

Having said what needed to be said, Ye Wuxi returned to her small courtyard. She planned to stay at the Ye family home for a while and leave after the New Year.

December in Tianfeng Kingdom is not too cold; for martial artists, the biting wind is almost negligible.

Ye Wuxi put on a cloak and stood in the courtyard gazing at the twinkling stars. She was already fifteen years and two months old, and at this age and with this level of cultivation, she wasn't considered a top-tier genius...

After lost in thought for a while, Ye Wuxi shook his head and pulled himself out of his thoughts. He suddenly remembered the mysterious broken sword, which he hadn't had time to study since he bought it.

As his fingertips touched the spirit ring, a broken sword with a blue-white hilt and a completely dark body appeared in his hand.

“A royal artifact…” Ye Wuxi examined the broken sword thoroughly but found nothing different. However, the little tree had indeed moved that day, and she couldn’t be mistaken.

"What exactly is the difference..." Ye Wuxi closed his eyes, covered the broken sword with his soul power, and tried to inject the sword intent he had comprehended into it, carefully feeling it.

Suddenly, wisps of black energy appeared on the broken sword, and Ye Wuxi's consciousness seemed to be drawn into another world.

A world of slaughter.

Countless emperors wearing golden crowns were besieging a woman in a blue robe. Above the woman's head floated a giant sword with a blue-white hilt and black sword light constantly emanating from its blade.

The sounds of battle filled the sky!

"Kill the Demon Emperor of the Underworld Moon and destroy the Demon Sword."

"Kill Mingyue and seize the Demon Sword!"

"Demons? What right do you hypocrites have to call yourselves demons? I, Bei Mingyue, began cultivating swordsmanship at ten and became an emperor at thirty. I walked the path of slaughter, comprehending the true meaning of killing. Today, I will use your lives to prove my Dao through killing!"

The woman's icy voice rolled out across the space, possessing the power to obliterate everything and annihilate all things.

The giant sword seemed to have its own consciousness, traversing the void, each black sword light capable of taking a life.

One sword kills the emperor! Ye Wuxi watched this scene in shock.

As those who were besieging the enemy died, the black aura emitted by the giant sword grew increasingly dense...

Immersed in the battlefield of carnage, Ye Wuxi's eyes quietly revealed a wisp of black energy. Countless resentful spirits of living beings rushed into her sea of ​​consciousness, causing her to momentarily forget where she was.

"kill!"

Ye Wuxi suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with billowing black smoke, and slashed forward with his broken sword...

Suddenly, the ground and walls of the courtyard collapsed, and the ancient trees in the courtyard also fell down with a crash. Wisps of black energy filled the void, as if it wanted to kill everything.

Ye Wuxi, who unleashed this sword strike, had icy eyes, as if he knew nothing of anything.

"Xi'er! Wake up!"

The commotion alarmed the entire Ye family. Ye Xicheng and Chen Shuhui arrived together and, seeing Ye Wuxi holding a broken sword in the courtyard with fierce eyes, shouted angrily.

With a roar imbued with true energy, Ye Wuxi's eyes cleared a little, and the scene before her gradually brought her back to her senses.

Realizing that his mind had been corrupted by the murderous intent of the broken sword, Ye Wuxi quickly discarded the broken sword, closed his eyes again, guarded his mind, and circulated the Soul Forging Technique once more before expelling the murderous resentment from his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Father, Mother, thank goodness you arrived in time."

Looking at the devastation, Ye Wuxi spoke helplessly, "The imperial weapon has a spirit. Even though it is incomplete, the sword intent it once contained is something I can no longer control."

It's unclear how she managed to unleash the killing intent within the sword. The power of this broken sword far exceeded the auction house's estimate; she made a profit by buying it. However, she absolutely cannot take it out again easily, otherwise it won't be her controlling the sword, but the sword controlling her.

"It's good that you're alright. Going into qi deviation is no small matter. Is it because of this sword that Xi'er is suffering from this?" Chen Shuhui asked, frowning.

"My daughter obtained this sword by chance, and she will not use it again." Ye Wuxi directly put the broken sword on the ground back into her storage ring.

"It's good that you know what's going on. Dad will have the courtyard repaired tomorrow. You can stay in our courtyard for now."

Looking at the ruined courtyard, Ye Wuxi could only nod.

Ye Xicheng and his group's main courtyard naturally had no shortage of rooms. Back in his room, Ye Wuxi couldn't help but recall the great battle he had witnessed.

"You don't need that broken sword, but you can still try to comprehend the sword intent of slaughter."

Ye Wuxi murmured, “There are thousands of sword intents, and they are of varying strengths. The power of the killing sword intent is beyond doubt. If she could comprehend this sword intent and integrate it into her sword moves, her strength would increase considerably.”

"How can one gain understanding without experiencing battles..."

After thinking it over, Ye Wuxi decided to put it aside for the time being and deal with the Killing Sword Intent after leaving the Ye family.

Even while staying at home, Ye Wuxi didn't slack off. Every morning, he would go to the Ye family's martial arts training ground to give some pointers to the younger generation. The rest of the time, he would practice the Mirror Flower Illusion Sword...

In the courtyard, sword energy swept around, yet Ye Wuxi's figure seemed invisible. After spending half a month, he finally mastered the two sword techniques.

"The sword intents of gentle water, fire, and wind have all reached the second level, and we can begin to continue fusing them."

However, Ye Wuxi still planned to successfully fuse the last two high-grade Xuan-rank sword techniques before considering fusing the Earth-rank sword technique. After all, with her current cultivation level, it wasn't easy for her to even use the Earth-rank sword technique, let alone fuse it.

After practicing Phoenix Feathers Fluttering and Azure Waves Striking several times, Ye Wuxi finally began to integrate them. With the experience of the previous two moves and the balance of the three sword intents, this move did not take too long.

Ten days later, Ye Xicheng stood in the courtyard, acting as Ye Wuxi's sparring partner...

"Father, I won't stand on ceremony."

Ye Wuxi unleashed the newly fused move, slashing towards Ye Xicheng.

The magnificent sword energy, containing both water and fire, and carrying the intent of a raging wind, made Ye Xicheng's scalp tingle.

Fortunately, his cultivation was profound, and this sword could not harm him. Ye Xicheng swung his sword to deflect the attack, but it was all thanks to Xiong Hui's true essence.

"Xi'er, your swordsmanship is unmatched below the Earth Rank."

Ye Xicheng, sensing the annihilated sword techniques yet the lingering sword energy, exclaimed in amazement.

Ye Wuxi was not quite satisfied. She was not in a hurry to name this sword. After combining this sword, she felt that the power of the Drunken Slash of the Long River and the Burning Heaven Sword, which was formed by combining the starting stance, was a bit low.