I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 497

Chapter 497: Chapter 273 People of the Transcendent Spirit Sect, the Decisive Battle Approaches
 

Cui Huayu leaned into his maid’s embrace, appearing weak and pale, with an occasional sickly flush on his face. He patted Emperor Zheng’s shoulder with one hand.

“What’s this battle of geniuses all about? I heard about it while playing in Luo State and came to join in the fun.”

“It’s like this…”

Emperor Zheng hurriedly recounted the events from beginning to end.

This included Xu Yan’s sudden rise, the destruction of the Dai Family, the crushing of the Divine Sect, and the sudden appearance of the mysterious Loose Cultivator forces.

“Young Master Cui, do you intend to intervene and suppress the Loose Cultivators?”

That was Emperor Zheng’s final question.

“This Xu Yan is quite interesting. As for the Loose Cultivators, they won’t amount to anything significant, just like squeezing out the trash that is the Divine Sect.

“I’ve always believed that a trash Sect like the Divine Sect shouldn’t even be called a Sect.

“Never mind, the rules of the Spiritual Realm are set, and changing them is pointless. I don’t have the time or the mood either.

“Lu Xinting has some skills. Let’s see if he gets killed this time. It’ll be interesting if someone kills him.”

Cui Huayu seemed to revel in the chaos.

Emperor Zheng heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Zheng Country had always maintained a stance of non-interference in Martial Arts disputes, regardless of the struggle, they would not get involved.

They only acted on orders from the Transcendent Spirit Sect.

And the Transcendent Spirit Sect would not issue an order for Zheng Country to join the fray.

What he feared most was Cui Huayu, a capricious person. If he impulsively asked Zheng Country to intervene, it would be quite uncomfortable.

Zheng Country dared not disobey, as this would be an order from the Transcendent Spirit Sect.

“Old Zheng, how big do you think Xu Yan’s chances are?”

Cui Huayu asked.

Emperor Zheng was puzzled, unsure whether Cui Huayu hoped for Xu Yan’s victory or defeat.

“From this old servant’s judgment, Xu Yan’s strength isn’t bad either—fifty-fifty, perhaps.”

He pondered for a moment before speaking.

“That seems low.”

Cui Huayu stroked his chin, then turned back to a maid beside him and said, “Bring out that sword.”

“Yes, Young Master!”

The maid took a sword out of the Storage Bag.

Cui Huayu tossed the sword to Emperor Zheng and said, “This is a high-grade Spiritual Artifact. Xu Yan, being a Loose Cultivator, might not have a good sword. He would be at a disadvantage against Lu Xinting.

“Give this sword to him and tell him to do his best to kill Lu Xinting.”

Emperor Zheng was bewildered. After all, Cui Huayu was a true inheritor of the Transcendent Spirit Sect’s Yuling Mansion and should be on Lu Xinting’s side, considering they belonged to the Sect camp.

Why then was he supporting Xu Yan, a Loose Cultivator?

This person’s actions were truly unpredictable!

“Yes, yes, this servant will ensure the sword is delivered!”

Emperor Zheng hurriedly complied.

“Hm!”

Cui Huayu nodded, his face breaking into a smile. “The Spiritual Realm isn’t lively enough. If Lu Xinting gets killed by a Loose Cultivator, that should spice things up, right?

“Heh, I just love stirring up excitement!”

Cui Huayu’s face was full of anticipation.

“Young Master Cui, if there are no further instructions, this servant will go make arrangements to send the sword to Xu Yan.”

Emperor Zheng, feeling uneasy, spoke up.

“Yes, go ahead!”

Cui Huayu waved his hand.

Emperor Zheng, as if granted amnesty, hastily bowed and left, immediately instructing his son to take good care of Cui Huayu, his son’s face turning pale.

Serving Young Master Cui, one careless move could mean death!

“Remember, if you serve well and gain Young Master Cui’s favor, you should understand the great benefits that come with it. Though the risk is great, so is the reward,”

Emperor Zheng sternly said.

“Yes, Father!”

Biting his teeth, he bowed and entered his father’s palace to serve Cui Huayu.

…

Outside, the battle of the geniuses was causing a stir, with countless Martial Artists preparing to witness the fight.

As for the outcome, influenced by conventional beliefs, almost everyone unilaterally believed that Lu Xinting would win and Xu Yan would lose!

However, in an unnoticed manor just outside the Capital City, there was no tense atmosphere.

Xu Yan, as usual, was engrossed in comprehending Martial Arts and cultivating.

Su Lingxiu was engaged in Alchemy.

Meng Chong and Fang Hao were discussing the refinement of a treasure sword.

As for the battle of the geniuses, no one took it seriously. Lu Xinting was already a dead man walking.

“Junior brother, craft a sword that can adjust its size—you know, when I use my Six Feet Golden Body technique, if the sword doesn’t adjust, I’ll be without a weapon.

“Having a sword in hand enhances the strength of my Blade Path,”

Meng Chong spoke.

“Second Senior Brother, I understand your requirements for size adjustment, which is simple. However, for you, this clearly isn’t enough.

“I’ll think it over, how to refine a stronger sword, not just one that changes size.”

Fang Hao nodded.

“That would trouble you, junior brother.”

Meng Chong nodded; a sword that merely changed size wasn’t very useful.

“Tomorrow is the day of the final battle, Senior Brother, how many moves do you think will be needed to kill Lu Xinting?”

That night, the four fellow disciples gathered, and Su Lingxiu curiously asked.

“Having not met him, I wouldn’t know.”

Xu Yan shook his head.

Lu Xinting was at the peak of the Great Spiritual Realm, a realm higher than him.

And being a renowned genius of the Spiritual Realm and a true inheritor of the Crimson Abyss Sect, his strength was undoubtedly formidable. Xu Yan was confident of victory over him, but as for how many moves it would take, he couldn’t judge since he hadn’t met him yet.