Chapter 2466: Chapter 2466
After clearing out the onlookers, Zhong Feng drew the longsword from his back and challenged Ye Liuyun to a duel. Inside the courtyard, Ye Liuyun unsheathed his Demon-Slaying Blade in response.
"If you want a fight, come in here! With so many of you outside, I’m not stepping out. Go ahead—try to break into this villa if you dare!"
Before making his move, Zhong Feng reiterated coldly, "We’re here to avenge our fallen brothers. Whatever deal you struck with the elders means nothing to us!"
Ye Liuyun smirked at his words. "I get it. Your elders are ready to accept my terms, but you lot just can’t swallow your pride. You’d rather die for revenge, isn’t that right?
"Pathetic. A bunch of dead men walking, still fussing over the living. Enough talk—show me what the Divine Sword Manor is really made of!"
"Arrogant bastard!"
"Let’s rush him and finish this now!"
The disciples behind Zhong Feng surged forward, weapons drawn.
"Hold!" Zhong Feng barked, stopping them in their tracks. "I’ll face him alone first. There’ll be time for the rest of you later."
He burned with the desire to personally avenge his brothers—and to measure the true depth of Ye Liuyun’s strength.
"Fine by me. Come on in!" Ye Liuyun grinned, equally eager to test the weight of Zhong Feng’s sword intent.
With a powerful leap, Zhong Feng vaulted over the courtyard wall. Midair, his massive iron sword already descended in a crushing arc toward Ye Liuyun.
This was no ordinary razor-sharp swordplay. It carried a primal, overwhelming force—simple yet unstoppable, like a mountain toppling from the heavens.
Ye Liuyun sensed that this sword intent bore some resemblance to his own blade intent. However, the sword intent focused primarily on sheer weight, creating an overwhelming sense of physical pressure.
In contrast, Ye Liuyun’s domineering blade intent leaned more toward psychological suppression.
Chong Feng’s sword intent had already reached perfection, which startled Ye Liuyun slightly.
If the disciple was already this formidable, the master must be far stronger. In other words, if the Sword-master himself were to strike, Ye Liuyun knew his blade intent would stand no chance.
Still, facing Chong Feng before him, he couldn’t help but admire the man’s courage. Determined to make his opponent accept defeat with no regrets, Ye Liuyun unleashed the full force of his blade intent.
He channeled all his power—his profound energy and the energy of heaven and earth—into a single strike, meeting Chong Feng’s sword head-on.
Blade against sword, both fighters gave their all.
Though Ye Liuyun’s cultivation level was slightly inferior, the purity and abundance of his true essence, combined with the power of heaven and earth, allowed him to match Chong Feng in raw strength.
In the end, the true contest lay between their blade intent and sword intent.
And when Ye Liuyun unleashed his full might, Chong Feng finally felt the terrifying weight of his opponent’s blade intent.
"His blade intent... is even stronger than my sword intent!"
The realization struck him instantly—revenge was beyond his reach. His opponent was simply stronger.
Moreover, Ye Liuyun’s tyrannical aura had completely crushed his fighting spirit. There was no room for hesitation now; he knew continuing the battle would only lead to inevitable defeat.
All that remained was the thought of joining his two fallen junior brothers.
"Boom! Boom! Boom—"
The clash of blade and sword erupted in midair with thunderous booms.
The gleaming saber gradually gained the upper hand, pressing relentlessly against Chong Feng’s defenses.
Ye Liuyun’s strike contained no spatial energy, allowing the onlookers to witness every detail—his blade cleaving straight through Chong Feng’s body.
Chong Feng merely gripped his sword, offering no resistance, before being cleanly split in two by Ye Liuyun’s slash.
"Senior Brother!"
The disciples waiting outside roared in anguish, their eyes bloodshot as they charged toward the courtyard in a frenzied assault.
"Admirable spirit, but I’m afraid I can’t let you live."
With a sigh, Ye Liuyun activated the formation to scatter them, then engaged them with his saber intent—a final gesture of respect.
These disciples were no ordinary opponents. By the time Ye Liuyun had slain them all, he had completely drained the mystic energy stored in his Energy Reservoir Stone.
Exhausted, he immediately summoned his doppelgänger to take his place while he retreated into the Void Stone to recuperate.
The mystic energy in the Energy Reservoir Stone was his lifeline—he had to replenish it as quickly as possible. Without it, he’d be in grave danger during future battles.
Even with the Energy Conversion Stone absorbing energy at an accelerated rate, time was still a factor. And in combat, the slightest delay could mean death.
After a full day passed with no contact from their dispatched disciples, the elders of Divine Sword Manor realized the entire group had been wiped out.
They sent another elder to negotiate with Ye Liuyun—this time prepared to accept his terms outright and let him name his price.
The elder arrived and immediately stated his purpose.
Naturally, the doppelgänger began with outrageous demands. From the captives he had seized, he already knew just how wealthy the Divine Sword Manor was. So with his very first offer, he demanded nearly half of their resources.
The elder, of course, tried to bargain. "This is nothing short of daylight robbery—"
But before he could finish, Ye Liuyun’s golden pupils flashed with a cold light, and in an instant, the elder was obliterated.
"Exactly! You knew I was robbing you blind, yet you still tried to negotiate?"
With a smirk, Ye Liuyun pocketed the elder’s Interspatial Ring and tossed the corpse to the demonic vines.
The members of the Divine Sword Manor were all exceedingly wealthy, and just from these encounters alone, Ye Liuyun had already amassed a staggering amount of resources.
"Three elders left. If I kill one more the next time they come bearing gifts, they’ll have no choice but to send the Sword-master himself," Ye Liuyun mused silently.
"This is beyond outrageous!" The remaining three elders of the Divine Sword Manor were seething with fury.
Out of their five elders, two had already fallen to Ye Liuyun’s hands.
"He’s playing us for fools—not even giving us a chance to negotiate!" one elder lamented helplessly.
"Enough. Just give it to him. If we let this drag on, we’ll have no choice but to beg the Manor Lord for forgiveness!" another elder interjected.
In the end, the three agreed to dispatch yet another elder to deliver the resources directly to Ye Liuyun.
But to their shock, after accepting the payment, Ye Liuyun coldly informed the elder that the amount he had brought was last time’s price—and now, the cost had gone up.
"You’re insatiable!" The elder once again began arguing with Ye Liuyun.
Just like before, he was instantly struck down by the golden-eyed white light from Ye Liuyun.
The two remaining elders of the Divine Sword Manor waited for a long time, but no one returned.
"Outrageous! Did he kill another one?"
"He’s clearly forcing us to summon the Manor Lord!"
After a heated discussion, the two elders concluded that Ye Liuyun’s greed knew no bounds—they could tolerate it no longer.
With no other choice, they knelt outside the cave where the Sword-master was in seclusion, begging for his intervention.
"What is it?"
An impatient voice echoed from within the cave.
The Sword-master had been deep in meditation, and this sudden disturbance had shattered his focus.
After hearing their explanation, a streak of sword light shot out from the cave, piercing straight through the elder who had originally promised to take the blame.
"Useless fools! You’ve disgraced the Divine Sword Manor!" The Sword-master’s furious roar reverberated from the depths of the cave.
