Invincible Divine Sword - Chapter 158

Chapter 158: Chapter 158 Yang Xiaotian, Get Down!

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“He Qingzhe saw Yang Xiaotian from afar and his eyes turned cold, “Yang Xiaotian, you’ve finally arrived!”

“What’s the matter?” Yang Xiaotian glanced at He Qingzhe, Guo Wei, and the others.

“What’s the matter?” When He Qingzhe heard Yang Xiaotian ask what was the matter, he couldn’t help but burn with rage, “You motherfucker still ask what’s the matter! Yesterday, you activated the Sword Tower’s power and kept interrupting my comprehension of the Sword Wall, and you still ask me what’s the matter!”

“Today, I will pound you into the ground so hard you’ll eat dirt!”

Thinking about how he was blasted to the ground again and again by the Sword Tower’s might yesterday, and how he was thrown directly onto the floor, he was uncontrollably furious.

He had never suffered such immense shame.

When he was blasted onto the floor yesterday, he couldn’t even close his mouth, and he even drooled!

The more He Qingzhe thought about it, the angrier he became. He stepped forward toward Yang Xiaotian, “Kid, you’ve condensed three Sword Hearts, right? Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Now, release the power of your three Sword Hearts!”

Condensing Sword Hearts wasn’t only about improving the speed of one’s Sword Dao cultivation.

The power of the Sword Heart was also incredibly astonishing.

It could be said to possess an enigmatic and unpredictable might.

Just then, suddenly, someone approached from afar. He Qingzhe, who was about to take action, saw the newcomer and his face darkened like water. The comer was none other than Chen Jun.

“Chen Jun, you want to meddle again!” He Qingzhe snapped angrily.

Chen Jun looked at the enraged He Qingzhe with an indifferent face, “From now on, what happens to Yang Xiaotian has nothing to do with me. Whatever you want to do to torment him, go ahead!”

“I’m here today to watch the fun.”

Then he moved aside, with the air of someone settling in to enjoy the show.

He Qingzhe was taken aback but then relaxed. As long as Chen Jun didn’t interfere, things would be easy. His whole body’s aura intensified, and he glared at Yang Xiaotian, suddenly lashing out with a palm that came down with the force of Mount Tai, “Yang Xiaotian, get down!”

Just as He Qingzhe’s palm force was about to land, suddenly, a streak of Sword Qi shot across the sky, instantly shredding his palm force to pieces.

The crowd was shocked, only to see that Fan Riquan had arrived at some point in the distance.

Fan Riquan snorted coldly, “He Qingzhe, don’t think that just because you’ve been selected as a seed disciple by the Subduing Dragon Sword Sect you can violate the academy’s rules at will. You’re not yet a disciple of the Subduing Dragon Sword Sect!”

“If you dare to break the academy’s rules again, I’ll deal with you according to the academy’s laws!”

All the students on the scene, seeing Fan Riquan, hastily bowed in salute.

He Qingzhe, however, laughed, “The vice president is jesting. Just now, I merely wanted to give Junior Brother Yang some guidance in cultivation; I had no ill intentions.”

Following that, he laughed, “I have always followed the academy’s rules.”

After speaking, he slightly bowed and flew off. Before leaving, he gave Yang Xiaotian a cold stare, clearly indicating this matter was not yet settled.

Chen Jun, Guo Wei, and others, seeing that there was no drama to watch, scattered like birds and beasts, each leaving in their own direction.

Fan Riquan approached Yang Xiaotian and asked, “Are you alright?”

Yang Xiaotian shook his head indicating he was fine.

Fan Riquan nodded and told Yang Xiaotian that if he encountered any trouble in the future, he could come to him, then he left.

After Fan Riquan departed, the Azure Thunder Python appeared on Yang Xiaotian’s arm. It looked coldly in the direction where He Qingzhe left, “Do you want me to just swallow up this kid.”

“No need,” Yang Xiaotian shook his head, “I want to take care of him myself!” Having said that, he entered the Sword Tower.

However, no sooner had he entered the Sword Tower than he saw that all the students who had been comprehending the Sword Wall were looking at him with faces filled with terror, as if they were looking at a terrifying giant beast.

Then, all the students on the first floor got up in a panic and fled from the Sword Tower as if they were escaping.

Yang Xiaotian was stunned by this, but then he realized why the students were terrified; clearly, they had been scared by yesterday’s display of Sword Qi.

Seeing him coming, they hurriedly withdrew.

Yang Xiaotian shook his head with a smile.

It seemed that he had become the least welcome presence in the Sword Tower.

He ascended to the second floor.

The students on the second floor who saw Yang Xiaotian fled in terror just the same.

The third floor, the fourth floor as well.

Looking at the deserted fourth floor, Yang Xiaotian smiled wryly and then sat down in the very center of the floor. Now he was in a good position; no one else competed for a spot, so he could sit wherever he wanted.

After sitting down, Yang Xiaotian’s gaze fell upon the Sword Wall on the fourth level.

Above the fourth floor’s Sword Wall were four swordsmen, men and women, stationed in a surrounding stance with swords in hand.

Seeing that the fourth level’s Sword Wall had four swordsmen, Yang Xiaotian felt a sense of strangeness. Could it be that the fifth level would have five swordsmen, and the sixth level six swordsmen?

As he pondered upon it, the fourth level’s Sword Wall began to shimmer with light.

Yang Xiaotian found himself in a dense forest.

The dense forest stretched as far as the eye could see, and at that moment, four swordsmen appeared in the sky above the forest, a group of both men and women, all beginning to wield their swordsmanship simultaneously.

Compared to the third level, the swordsmanship of these four was even faster.

Their swordsmanship was like a gentle breeze upon the face, like a light rain falling, like the awakening of all things, like the land rejuvenating.

Yang Xiaotian carefully observed the swordplay of the four and felt the artistic conception of their swordsmanship.

Just as Yang Xiaotian was wholeheartedly engrossed in the Sword Wall, suddenly, the door to the fourth level of the tower opened and a figure floated in. Upon arrival, he saw Yang Xiaotian fully immersed in the Sword Wall, and the stranger’s sword instantly thrust towards Yang Xiaotian’s throat.

This person was indeed a Martial Ancestor Expert.

And he was not an ordinary Martial Ancestor but a third tier Martial Ancestor!

His speed was extremely fast, and just as the sword was about to pierce through Yang Xiaotian’s throat, suddenly, the sky darkened above, and an overwhelming majesty of a Divine Beast King, like a flood, surged toward him.

Startled, he looked up only to see the mountainous figure of an Azure Thunder Python.

“Divine Beast King!”

“Azure Thunder Python!”

His mind thundered, his body trembled, and he almost collapsed in fright.

The eyes of the Azure Thunder Python, like small lakes, looked down on the assassin as its massive maw opened wide and swallowed the figure in one gulp, then returned to its small green snake form and went back to the Medicine Cauldron.

Yang Xiaotian remained seated, continuing to ponder over the Sword Wall, unfazed, as if the assassin had never been there.

After watching it once, Yang Xiaotian closed his eyes to recall the swordsmanship of the four.

Then he watched it a second time, a third time.

By the time Yang Xiaotian had watched it for the seventh time, he had finally comprehended the swordsmanship of the four.

The light from the Sword Wall shook violently, and Sword Qi surged.

However, this time, the power of the Sword Tower did not awaken; it was just the Sword Wall emitting Sword Qi.

Once everything returned to calm,

Yang Xiaotian came to his senses with a furrowed brow.

He had successfully comprehended the fourth level Sword Wall, but he had not awakened the Sword Heart, and therefore, the power of the Sword Tower was not summoned.

Although he had been mentally prepared, Yang Xiaotian still couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

However, he quickly recovered, stepped out of the Sword Tower, and now, not yet nine years old, he had already condensed three of the Strongest Sword Hearts. He believed that he would surely be able to condense ten of the Strongest Sword Hearts in the future!

Leaving the academy, night had fallen, the streets were bustling with carriages and horses, many shops were lit up with lanterns and streamers, a festive scene, and only then did Yang Xiaotian remember that the New Year was upon them.

“I wonder how the girl is doing,” Yang Xiaotian thought of his sister Yang Ling’er. His sister was currently at the True Dragon Divine Sect, while he was in Tiandou Imperial City, and their parents were in Divine Sword City.

Walking the lively streets, Yang Xiaotian felt a sense of loneliness engulf him as he watched the playing children.

Just as Yang Xiaotian was walking on the bustling street, He Qingzhe followed him from behind.