First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 1754 - A Request for Aid

The man in black was tall and big-boned but gaunt. His brow was marked by the vicissitudes of countless years.

He was obviously badly injured, and his face was deathly pale. One of his wounds was so deep that you could almost see behind him through his chest.

He rubbed the wound, then grimaced in agony.

Despite his wounds, the man in black broke into a relieved grin. “Fortunately, I managed to escape pursuit for now. I can finally give the Sovereign answers...”

Were Su Yi here, he’d have recognized him at a glance. This was Qi Fufeng!

When Su Yi first ascended to the Jing Province’s White Deer Mountain, he and Qi Fufeng recognized each other. Su Yi then sent Qi Fufeng off on a mission.

The two of them crossed paths once more in the White Reed Province. Qi Fufeng then left to investigate the truth of the Bi’an Spirit Race’s downfall on Su Yi’s orders. Now, he’d found a valuable lead!

Hm?

Suddenly, the sound of figures whooshing through the air emanated from the distant skies. A group of sword cultivators was whooshing toward him like beams of light.

They’re back! Qi Fufeng’s expression shifted, and he turned to flee.

As he ran, a talisman appeared in his palm. Su Yi had given it to him. If he crushed it, he could make contact with Su Yi!

If Qi Fufeng really found himself in inescapable peril, he’d been told to crush it without hesitation.

......

The Buzhou Mountains, the Jade Light Pure Lands.

Su Yi sat cross-legged in an ancient, blessed grotto. He was focused on his meditation.

He’d obtained an astronomical number of trophies after crushing the Church of All Spirits. The vast majority of them were of no interest to him; now that he’d reached the Saint Realm, even most Immortal King medicines could no longer satisfy the needs of his cultivation. Fortunately, the Church of All Spirits had an extremely ample treasury, with no shortage of Immortal King treasures of all different kinds. All of them had fallen into Su Yi’s hands.

Of course, the treasures he couldn’t use wouldn’t go to waste. Su Yi gathered them up for now, but he planned to use them later to rebuild the Academy of Eternal Night.

That aside, the Jadelight, Divine Fulcrum, and Divine Jade Pure Lands each sent him generous gifts, the most precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures in their coffers.

Su Yi didn’t refuse.

He’d single-handedly crushed the Church of All Spirits. In doing so, he’d removed the greatest latent threat facing the three pure lands, averting a future crisis. It was entirely reasonable that they’d offer him treasure in gratitude.

Su Yi was focused on his cultivation, but the Divine Replenishment Furnace was by far the busier one. The trophies were piled into a miniature mountain, and there was a huge variety. The Divine Replenishment had to refine all of them, both medicines and divine materials.

Its “hands” were completely full.

In truth, everyone in the Jadelight Pure Lands was busy. Their experts were out hunting survivors of the Church of All Spirits and reclaiming their vacated territories.

When a whale died, it nourished the whole ocean.

The downfall of the Church of All Spirits meant that their former territories were now ownerless. The three Pure Lands of the Buzhou Mountains were working together to divvy them up.

......

Two days later, Su Yi awoke from his meditation. His wounds had completely knit back together, and his cultivation base had advanced!

Furthermore, with the seedling’ help, his Saint Realm Laws had solidified. He’d already crossed the threshold of preliminary mastery.

Cultivating in the Saint Realm is mostly about contemplating the Grand Dao and condensing Immortal Laws. I’m afraid I won’t be able to realize any further breakthroughs for a while... thought Su Yi.

The Immortal Dao was divided into four realms. Cultivators laid their formations in the Void and Saint Realms.

In the Saint Realm, the cultivation base was still important, but condensing Saint Realm Laws was even more important!

It was only through grasping and concentrating Saint Realm Laws that Immortal Lords could advance and transform their cultivation bases.

In the Immortal Realm, the vast majority of immortals never made it past the Saint Realm for the simple reason that their Saint Realm Laws were inadequate.

You could rely on assiduous cultivation or wondrous pills and medicines to improve your cultivation or temper your foundations in the Grand Dao. But none of that did any good when it came to Saint Realm Laws!

Ultimately, condensing Saint Realm Laws was all about your comprehension and mastery of the Grand Dao. It was a test of your powers of comprehension and will. There was no rushing it.

Those who couldn’t condense first-rate Saint Realm Laws had no hope of proving their Dao and becoming Immortal Kings!

But this couldn’t stop Su Yi.

He’d long since grasped the secrets of combining ten thousand Daos into one, and he’d fuse all his powers of the Dao into his swordsmanship. Furthermore, both Reincarnation and Profound Ruin were absolutely unique and unparalleled powers of the Grand Dao!

This in turn meant that Su Yi’s Saint Realm Laws were incomparably terrifying!

Hm? Su Yi’s eyebrows rose, and he slipped a talisman out of his sleeves. It was quivering and flashing with spiritual light.

When Su Yi inserted his divine sense into the talisman, his expression darkened.

The talisman had just one line of text. “Your subordinate, Qi Fufeng, has been captured in the Wen Province’s Yellow Cloud Immortal City. I’m about to face...”

The writing came to an abrupt halt mid-sentence.

Qi Fufeng had undoubtedly encountered grave peril, leaving him no choice but to crush the talisman Su Yi had given him on very short notice. He didn’t even have time to write a complete message; it was obvious how sudden the danger must have been.

Don’t tell me he brought calamity upon himself by investigating the demise of the Bi’an Spirit Race? Su Yi’s brow tightly knit.

He’d planned to cultivate in the Jadelight Pure Lands a while longer, but now, he had no choice but to adjust his plans.

He rose without hesitation and left the blessed grotto.

......

The Divine Fortune Teller, Immortal King Kong Ye, and Ying Xiu were conversing in a grand hall. The Zhuyou Great Peng was there too.

When Su Yi arrived, all of them hurriedly rose to greet him.

Su Yi didn’t waste time on pleasantries. Instead, he said directly, “Wicked bird, take me to the Wen Province.”

The Zhuyou Great Peng didn’t hesitate to agree. It didn’t even bother to ask why. An opportunity to serve the Eternal Night Immortal Sovereign was enough to fill it with eagerness and excitement.

“Fellow Daoist, don’t tell me there’s been an emergency?” The Divine Fortune Teller couldn’t help but ask.

“It’s not a big deal. I can resolve it on my own,” said Su Yi. He was already leaving the hall, the Zhuyou Great Peng hot on his heels.

A sonorous, clear cry rang out as the Zhuyou Great Peng expanded to its full, enormous size. Then, the ten-thousand-foot bird carried Su Yi off.

In the blink of an eye, they’d vanished.

“I wonder who's getting unlucky this time,” murmured the Divine Fortune Teller. He could tell that Su Yi was in a bad mood. Someone was sure to suffer!

“Now that we’ve parted ways, I wonder when we’ll next see the Sovereign again...” said Ying Xiu. She was a bit dejected.

She’d originally hoped to ask the Sovereign some questions about her cultivation, but it seemed she wouldn’t get the chance.

“I’m sure we’ll meet again,” Kong Ye said gently.

Although he said this, he knew full well that people like the Eternal Night Immortal Sovereign were as elusive as divine dragons. Now that Su Yi had left, they were unlikely to cross paths anytime soon.

The Divine Fortune Teller glanced at Ying Xiu. “Lass, you’d best not let your imagination run wild. He and your clan ancestor were close friends of the same generation. In his eyes, you’re the junior of his juniors.”

Ying Xiu froze, stunned, then flushed red. “I just see the Sovereign as an esteemed senior. How could I possibly... have any other thoughts about him?”

Inwardly, though, she grumbled, Anyway, he’s long since reincarnated. He’s obviously a young man too now!

......

Kcch!

Beneath the dome of heaven, the Zhuyou Great Peng shot through the air with astonishing speed, as if it had become a bolt of lightning.

Su Yi sat cross-legged on the bird’s back, holding a jug of wine. His heart was steady.

There was a calm before every storm. As worried as he was about Qi Fufeng’s predicament, he wouldn’t let it fluster him.

All he knew now was that Qi Fufeng had encountered sudden danger in the Wen Province’s Yellow Cloud Immortal City. He had no other leads.

He had to reach Yellow Cloud Immortal City and investigate as soon as possible.

That was why Su Yi chose the Zhuyou Great Peng as his mount. The dirty bird might be a lustful bootlicker, but it was still a late-stage Immortal King, and when it came to sheer speed, other species weren't even qualified to eat the dust behind it.

At the Zhuyou Great Peng’s speed, assuming all went well, they’d reach their destination within a day!

Suddenly, Su Yi recalled something. The Wen Province... that’s the territory of the Endless Swords Immortal Sect.

Not long ago, when nine factions’ Immortal Kings chased him, the Endless Swords Immortal Sect sent three of its experts to join the chase. Even now, Su Yi didn’t understand why they’d done this.

After all, he hadn’t done anything to provoke them in this lifetime. And in his past life, he’d had deep ties to the Endless Swords Immortal Sect. Their founder, Xu Fushi, had been one of Wang Ye’s closest friends!

Even the Endless Swords Immortal Sect’s famous Sword Stele was a gift from Wang Ye!

But although Su Yi couldn’t figure out their reasoning, Su Yi still remembered what Tao Qian, one of their Immortal Kings, had said before he died: “If you really are the reincarnation of the Eternal Night Immortal Sovereign, you’d best never visit the Endless Swords Immortal Sect. If you do, you’ll die beyond a doubt!”

Then, Tao Qian had killed himself to prove the veracity of his words. This was no empty threat!

At the time, Su Yi inferred that the Endless Swords Immortal Sect had realized who he was, and that they’d participated in the chase knowingly. And that, in turn, meant that something had gone very, very wrong in the Endless Swords Immortal Sect. After all, who in the Immortal Realm didn’t know that Wang Ye and Xu Fushi had been dear friends?

If rescuing Qi Fufeng goes smoothly, I can pay a visit to the Endless Swords Immortal Sect later, decided Su Yi.

He wasn’t after revenge. Rather, he wanted to know the truth!

A day later.

The Wen Province, just a few hundred miles away from Yellow Cloud Immortal City.

It was late at night, and the dome of heaven was shrouded in dense, dark clouds. The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive, and it looked like rain.

“This is far enough,” said Su Yi.

The Zhuyou Great Peng instantly shifted its wings and prepared to land. Before long, it landed gently amidst the barren wilderness.

Su Yi rose and hopped off its back.

“Thank you for the ride. That was hard on you,” said Su Yi.

The Zhuyou Great Peng had already shrunk until it was just about a foot tall. Flying at top speed for a full day had left it exhausted and gasping for breath. Its whole body was limp, and it longed for nothing more than to sprawl out and rest.

But out loud, it said obsequiously, “An opportunity to serve you is an enormous honor, Your Excellency. What does a little toil matter?”

Su Yi grabbed a peak Immortal King pill the Divine Replenishment Furnace had just finished refining and tossed it to the Zhuyou Great Peng. “Do you want to wait here or accompany me into the city?”

The Zhuyou Great Peng swallowed the pill and said solemnly, “Wherever you go, I’ll go with you, even if it means marching straight into the flames!”

The two of them promptly set off for the distant Yellow Cloud Immortal City.