A Celestial Emperor’s Self-Cultivation - Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Senior Brother Has An Old Guru Behind His Back Too?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Unyielding Sword Celestial Sect, Raging Flames Peak.

Swordsmaster Zhu Yan and Swordsmaster Qing Ye sat opposite each other.

These two were the only females among the Unyielding Sword Celestial Sect’s five elders.

One was wearing a soft red armor, graceful and sexy in demeanor and pretty busty in shape. The other was wearing a blue dress and was elegant and pure in character.

Different temperaments, but equally outstanding!

However, if the other disciples were to see what they were doing right now, they would literally drop their glasses in shock.

“Big number! Big number!”

Swordsmaster Zhu Yan stared at Swordmaster Qing Ye with her beautiful eyes.

The latter’s slender jade-like hands impressively clasped a dice cup made of special material and isolated her divine consciousness.

Swordsmaster Qing Ye revealed a smile on her face. It was joyful, resplendent, elegant, and gentle.

“Senior Sister, you’ve already lost more than 30 bets in a row. I think you should just forget about it!”

Swordsmaster Zhu Yan snorted. “Lift up the dice cup! I’m gonna win this time!”

Swordsmaster Qing Ye chuckled helplessly and lifted the dice cup.

One, two, and four—a small number of 7!

Swordsmaster Qing Ye said calmly, “Considering this round, you owe me 14285 Spirit Stones.”

“It’s alright, keep a record of it!”

Swordsmaster Zhu Yan waved her hands. “Keep going, don’t stop!”

Swordsmaster Qing Ye: “…”

Suddenly, the hearts of Swordsmaster Zhu Yan and Swordsmaster Qing Ye palpitated at the same time.

What a powerful sense of coercion!

The two swordsmasters knitted their eyebrows and appeared at the Raging Flames Peak synchronously.

As they looked west, they saw a terrible vision in the sky, hundreds of miles away.

It had the appearance of a long river!

A long river of Sword Intent composed entirely of the Righteous Sword Aura.

Even though the vision’s source was hundreds of miles away, Swordsmaster Zhu Yan and Swordsmaster Qing Ye could still feel the pressure.

The Sword Intent in their bodies trembled before this Sword Intent. Like a rabbit running into a ferocious tiger, fear grasped the depths of their hearts.

Swordsmaster Zhu Yan’s face paled. “That is the Righteous Sword Aura!”

Swordsmaster Qing Ye nodded. “It is at least grade-8, or maybe even grade-9!”

“Why would such an ace suddenly appear in our sect’s territory?”

Swordsmaster Zhu Yan said calmly, “Could it be Senior Brother?”

Swordsmaster Qing Ye thought for a while and shook her head. “Although Senior Brother is cultivating with the Spring Autumn Sword Technique Scripture, his major is still the Long River Sword Aura.

“Even if he cultivates with the Spring Autumn Sword Technique Scripture to the state of Sublimity, it’s still impossible for him to incite such a terrifying vision!

“We have no idea if this mysterious entity is a friend or foe, so it’s better for us to not provoke him recklessly.”

Swordsmaster Zhu Yan nodded. “Fine, then let’s continue!”

Swordsmaster Qing Ye: “???”

…

Somewhere on a barren hill, a couple was fleeing away quickly.

Their bodies were stained in blood that had yet to dry up. Evidently, they had just experienced a fierce battle.

The woman had a little fox held in her arms.

Its fur was as white as snow and it looked extremely adorable.

“Hubby, they have a way to track my bloodline. I can’t escape.”

The woman abruptly halted her steps and placed the little fox into the man’s arms. “Take Xue’er with you. Go to the vicinity of the human’s Holy City. They won’t dare to blaze around over there.”

Upon finishing this sentence, the woman took a glance at the man and the little fox reluctantly. She morphed into a silver fox and ran into the forest.

“Milady!”

The man gazed at the woman’s distant receding figure with eyes full of sorrow.

All of a sudden, his body trembled.

The man looked into the distance hundreds of miles away where there was a streak of Sword Intent thousands of miles long that formed itself into a mighty river.

The Sword Intent rendered the man shuddering from tip to toe.

He could not even maintain his shapeshift. In the midst of whimpers, he morphed into a massive wild hound grey-white in color.

“Ouuf, ooouuuf! ——W-what a powerful Sword Intent!”

The Demon Hound held the little fox in his mouth with eyes were full of horror. That gust of Sword Aura rendered him shuddering in fear.

After quite some time, a firm look settled in the eyes of the Demon Hound.

He carried the little silver fox in his mouth and dashed towards the direction of the river of Sword Intent!

…

At the southernmost part of the Eastern Desolate Realm was Jue Tian Peak.

This place was the dividing line between the Eastern Desolate Realm and the Southern Borders. An enormous mountain range 100 thousand feet high ran across the land separated the Eastern Desolate Realm and Southern Borders.

The mountain range was cut off in the middle, leaving behind a huge canyon.

If one wanted to go from the Eastern Desolate Realm to the Southern Borders, or from the Southern Borders into the Eastern Desolate Realm, this canyon was the closest and the most convenient passage.

Above Jue Tian Peak, there was a pavilion, and inside the pavilion, there was someone sitting rigidly upright.

It was a middle-aged swordsman wearing a white robe with a sword on his back. He was not moving at all.

No one knew how long he had been sitting over there.

But what was certain was that it was definitely not a short period of time. Otherwise, there would not be so much dust all over his body and sword.

Even his white robe had seemingly become grey.

Clang~

All of a sudden, the long sword behind the middle-aged swordsman trembled.

From the Long River Sword, the emotions of ‘joy’, ‘excitement’, and ‘glee’ were revealed. It even ejected itself from its sheath.

“Righteous Sword Aura?”

The middle-aged man abruptly opened his eyes. The dust on his body vanished instantly.

He slowly stood up and looked into the distant horizon. “This direction, it is within the Unyielding Sword Celestial Sect’s territory, perhaps.”

“Grade-9 Righteous Sword Aura. Have you returned, Senior Brother?”

The middle-aged man extended his hand, took his sword, and thrust it back into the sheath, “I… miss you.”

With a sigh, a gentle breeze brushed against his face.

Within a fraction of a second, the middle-aged man vanished without a trace.

…

Unyielding Sword Celestial Sect, Vast Ocean Peak.

Under Elder Yan’s guidance, Chu Xiaolian had gained a rudimentary understanding of the Forgotten Love Blade.

Of course, his knowledge only involved the memorizing of word formulas and Sword Moves.

As for whether or not to train with this Sword Technique, Chu Xiao was actually pretty mixed up on the inside.

After all, the method that Elder Yan proposed was really unreliable.

What kind of technique would require someone to go to a brothel and find a pretty girl to seduce them?

The most important thing was to hold back and not get hard!

Uphold justice, annihilate desire!

This practice was completely against human nature!

What kind of stimulation did that Holy Lord experience back then to have created such a disgusting Sword Technique?

“To train or not to train?”

While Chu Xiaolian was struggling, the figure of Elder Yan beside him suddenly became apparent. “That’s impossible!”

Since his appearance, Elder Yan had always been extremely calm in Chu Xiaolian’s eyes and he had rarely been surprised.

Right now, he seemed pretty shocked!

Chu Xiaolian looked curiously in the direction where Elder Yan was looking, only to see a thousand-mile-long vision suddenly appearing in the sky hundreds of miles away.

That was a mighty river of Sword Intent that contained an aura of incomparable vastness, majesty, and masculinity, making people feel the urge to grovel on their knees!

Although the vision only lasted for a few seconds before it completely disappeared, that magnificent and shocking picture was deeply etched on Chu Xiaolian’s heart.

Chu Xiaolian gulped. “What is that?”

Elder Yan’s eyes were glistening, “The Righteous Sword Aura. It is not inferior to the Grade-9 Righteous Sword Aura I had during my prime!”

Chu Xiaolian trembled. “Is that the power of the Righteous Sword Aura?”

Sure enough, it was so strong that it could leave people trembling in awe!

Elder Yan’s expression was complicated. “What you should pay attention to is the direction of the Sword Intent.”

Direction?

Chu Xiaolian was taken aback for a moment before his pupils abruptly constricted. “That direction… is it Senior Brother Li?”

Elder Yan’s eyes glittered. “This Senior Brother of yours is even more complicated than we thought!”

Chu Xiaolian muttered to himself, “Could it be that this Righteous Sword Aura…”

Elder Yan nodded. “The master of this Righteous Sword Aura is definitely no weaker than mine during my prime.

“Obviously, Li Hanguang also has a mysterious swordsman who cultivated with the Righteous Sword Aura behind his back.

“Perhaps that powerful Sword Sage is his true master!”

…

After listening to Elder Yan’s conclusion, Chu Xiaolian was completely dumbfounded.

He originally thought that compared with his Senior Brother, he still had a slight advantage—an old guru to teach him.

Are you telling me that Senior Brother has an old guru behind his back as well?

Well, I guess this calls for an emotional breakdown!