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Human Sacrifice
Dongfang Jiu swung the Withered Grass towards Yunxi, who blocked it with her sword. The Withered Grass shattered, but Yunxi staggered back a step, her arm trembling and bleeding, her breath unsteady.
"You a bunch of Daoist Grandmasters bullying a woman, how shameless!" I shouted.
"Hey, don't be in such a hurry. It will be your turn soon. I see you have treasures upon treasures; it's simply too much. I want this sword, and I want the Zhou Compass too!"
Dongfang Jiu said, pulling a long sword from the hands of a young man from the Sword Pavilion and slashing it towards Yunxi.
Yunxi retaliated with her own strike, the sword energy swirling like a dragon, but it was cleaved apart by Dongfang Jiu's blow. Yunxi sidestepped, and the massive trees behind her were severed, even the distant mountain peak was sliced off at shoulder height.
The crowd gasped in shock, not expecting the Sword Sect Master to possess such extraordinary swordsmanship. Even with an unknown treasure sword in her hand, Yunxi was no match for him.
Dongfang Jiu chuckled and said, "A good horse deserves a good saddle; a treasure sword deserves a hero. No matter how powerful this sword is, it depends on who wields it. So what if the Martial Dao Classic ranks first? Zhang Jianzi has had it for ten years and still can't defeat an Elder of the Qingyun Sect."
As Dongfang Jiu spoke, he chanted an incantation, causing Yunxi's Dragon Abyss Sword to slip from her grip and fly towards him.
Dongfang Jiu caught the sword, his eyes gleaming with fascination. "The Sword Body is forged from meteorite iron. These sword energy runes are all from the ancient master Ou Yezi. Dragon Abyss—so this is the Dragon Abyss Sword! The Dragon Abyss Sword has finally appeared! I have acquired eight of the Top Ten Famous Swords from ancient times; with this Dragon Abyss Sword, if I obtain one more, I can forge an unparalleled Divine Weapon that surpasses sacred artifacts!"
Dongfang Jiu laughed heartily while Yunxi was already gravely injured and struggling to stand. Her cultivation level was inherently lower than that of Dongfang Jiu and Nangong. Even if Yang Yunfei shared her level, one was early-stage while the other was late-stage. In Daoism, even a slight difference in realm could mean years of arduous training. With fire poison coursing through her body and her meridians shattered, Yunxi could only rely on her powerful Dao Qi to barely keep herself upright.
"At your last gasp," Dongfang Jiu remarked as he glanced at Yunxi before turning his attention back to me with interest. "Hand over the Zhou Compass as well; with this treasure, I can seek out all hidden treasures and help my Sword Pavilion achieve great things. You will have made a significant contribution!"
"Yunxi." Ignoring Dongfang Jiu, I stepped forward to support Yunxi. "How are you holding up?"
Yunxi breathed lightly and said, "Your sword has been taken."
I replied, "It's just a broken sword."
Dongfang Jiu, holding the Dragon Abyss Sword, pointed it at me and said, "Hand over the Zhou Compass."
I looked at Eastern Nine and said, "You wish. Either you kill me or nothing happens."
"Then I shall do as I please."
Dongfang Jiu snorted coldly and lunged forward with the sword. Nangong intercepted Eastern Nine, saying, "Are you seeking death?"
Dongfang Jiu looked at Nangong Dao and said, "Brother Nangong, with your skills, how could it take you so long to deal with a girl? I suspect this isn’t even your true self."
Nangong's expression shifted slightly as he replied, "What of it?"
Dongfang Jiu chuckled and said, "You don't really think that just because you have a Dao Body, you can capture me, do you? And with all these useless drunks under your command, I'm starting to doubt if they’re enough for me to slay. As for this Yang Hao, whether you agree or not, I will take him back to the Sword Pavilion. Don't forget that you still owe me a favor."
With that, Dongfang Jiu signaled eight young men from the Sword Pavilion to block the elders who were trying to advance. The Serpent Cult Guardian Yu Youya said, "Mr. Dongfang, do you really think a few young men can stop an old man?"
Eastern Nine replied, "You can try."
"Then let the old man give it a shot and see how exceptional your Sword Sect disciples truly are!" Yu Youya struck one of the young men from the Sword Pavilion with a palm. The eight young men spread out and surrounded Yu Youya, forming a Sword Formation. For a moment, they fought fiercely without a clear victor.
On Azure Cloud Mountain, the ground was littered with corpses, and blood flowed like a river. Among the tens of thousands of disciples from the Azure Cloud Sect, only a little over a thousand remained.
In front of the ruins of Azure Cloud Hall, tensions ran high as Nangong and Dongfang Jiu turned against each other in a struggle for dominance. Nangong Dao asked, "Nangong Jiu, are you sure you want to oppose me?"
Eastern Nine replied, "There is only one person. You took him to the Serpent Cult; should I just go off and starve?"
"Refusing a toast only to drink punishment wine!" Nangong's body was surrounded by Dao Fire, and Five Poisons True Fire gathered in his palm, forming an arrow.
Dongfang Jiu frowned slightly, his white hair flowing as he stepped back. The arrow shot through the ground, heading straight for him. Dongfang Jiu drew his sword and unleashed a blade of sword energy aimed at the arrow, but it did not shatter; instead, it continued to pursue him.
Dongfang Jiu conjured a pearl in his hand. When the pearl shattered, a blue light enveloped his body. The arrow pierced through the blue light but became trapped within it.
Dongfang Jiu's figure appeared beside the blue light. With a single palm strike, he sent the blue light soaring into the air with a loud bang. The arrow exploded in a burst of flames, raining down fire and poison upon countless people. They clutched their faces as their skin burned black and bled; in an instant, many lives were lost.
"Hmph! With the Thousand-Mile Tracking Arrow made from Five Poisons True Fire, let's see how many of your disciples are left to kill!" Dongfang Jiu mocked Nangong.
"I see you're tired of living!" Just as Nangong was about to strike, an aged laughter echoed from above. Everyone looked up in fear, for the laughter contained Taoist secret techniques that unsettled their minds and rendered their bodies uncontrollable.
"Who goes there?" Yang Yunfei asked suspiciously.
Standing at the mountain gate was Guo Huaiyi, who called out, "Father!"
"Mm." The figure of Guo the Blind appeared above the main hall. Light Shadow gathered around him as he donned a simple Daoist robe. He looked frail and aged, one eye barely open while strands of white hair fell from his head, giving him an unkempt appearance.
"Guo the Blind" looked at me and said, "Oh, Yang Hao, we meet again."
"Yes, we meet again. Your good son pushed me straight into the fire pit. Are you satisfied?" I greeted an old acquaintance but couldn't hide my hostility. Surrounded by enemies and facing imminent death, I had no hope that "Guo the Blind" would come to my rescue.
"Ha ha," "Guo the Blind" chuckled softly. "You are even more suited for the Daoist World than I imagined. If it weren't for my son, how would anyone know your name? In a way, I'm helping you."
"Then I should thank you," I replied with a blank expression.
"No need to thank me; it's what I should do," "Guo Huaiyi" said, pursing his lips.
"Who are you? Old Man is asking you a question. Are you blind in one eye and deaf in both ears?" "Yang Yunfei" said coldly, angered by our disregard for him.
"Guo the Blind" shot a cold glance at "Yang Yunfei," raised his hand, and with a loud slap, sent him flying.
Furious, "Yang Yunfei" struggled mid-air, attempting to counterattack. But "Guo the Blind" pressed down with one hand from a distance, forcing "Yang Yunfei" deep into the ground, three to five meters down. Blood streamed from his seven orifices, his face swollen and purple, blood beads oozing from his pores.
This scene shocked everyone. "Nangong" frowned as the flames around him gradually faded. He looked at "Guo the Blind" and asked, "Who exactly are you?"
"Old Man Guo Daozhen," replied "Guo the Blind."
"Nangong Dao": "I've never heard of you. I don't care who you are; don't interfere with my important matters."
"Guo the Blind" chuckled again and said, "Your important matters are also someone else's important matters. It seems that living for a hundred years has only made you regress."
"Your name is indeed unfamiliar to me. I am Dongfang Jiu, the Master of the Sword Sect and the owner of the First Tower. May I ask which sect you belong to?" Dongfang Jiu inquired, cupping his fists.
Guo the Blind replied, "In this world of cultivation, I am nameless. Have you heard of Futu Ridge?"
"That, I must admit, I have not heard of either," Dongfang Jiu chuckled lightly.
"Neither have you heard of this nor that. It seems your reputation as the owner of the First Tower is not much to speak of," Guo the Blind remarked.
Nangong looked at Guo the Blind and coldly asked, "I wonder what brings you here to join this gathering, Guo Dao?"
Guo the Blind answered, "Firstly, to catch up with an old friend; secondly, to pass on some messages; and thirdly, to see if anyone from the Yinshan Yang Family is present. Other than that, I have no other intentions."
Nangong pointed at me and asked Guo the Blind, "Is this person your old friend?"
"Otherwise, would it be you?" Guo the Blind retorted.
Nangong snorted and said, "Surely you don't think that just by your own efforts you can turn the tide and take this person away?"
Guo the Blind laughed heartily and said, "Master Nangong, you are truly accustomed to arrogance. It's not that I, Guo Daozhen, look down on you; even if I hadn't come today, you wouldn't be able to take this person away."
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