Chapter 322: Chapter 321 Sky Edge Pavilion
"Ignorant mutt, you’re pushing me!"
Seeing Shi Xiaole attack, the Weak Scholar was both upset and angry. Some people, unless they’re dealt a heavy blow, are always convinced that you’re afraid of them.
Well, this is Junior Sister’s turf, it doesn’t matter if I’m a bit weak for the moment. As soon as I recover, I’ll be fine.
"Xuanyin Twelve Strikes!"
With a swift movement of both hands, four ghostly fires were summoned, revolving around the Weak Scholar and flickering constantly. Each flicker accompanied an attack toward Shi Xiaole.
But Shi Xiaole’s sword was faster.
With the Redfire Sword in hand, Shi Xiaole’s blood began to flow rapidly, filling the sword with a surge of his Internal Power.
Boom!
A demonish Sword Qi, tinted red in black and carrying endless crows and heat, as if an evil dragon had crawled out of a lava pit, twisted its body and rushed forward.
Bang, bang, bang.
The three cold attacks that were just released were instantly annihilated.
The Weak Scholar’s movement froze mid-air as the excessive power made his body swell up till it burst into flames, reducing him to ashes.
Until his death, the Weak Scholar couldn’t believe what had just happened.
Shi Xiaole, at the Xuanqi Realm eight stage, had an attack power that wasn’t weaker than a Spiritual-Passage Realm third-tier expert. Add to this his improvements in Internal Power, along with maximizing the potency of his Redfire Sword, it wasn’t difficult for him to kill the Weak Scholar.
"Inferior Spirit Sword!"
All the high-status members of Xuanyin Sect were shocked into a stupor.
The quickest to react was the Xuanyin Matriarch. As soon as Shi Xiaole had swung his sword, she threw caution to the wind and ran for her life, leaving behind only a shadow.
"Think you could escape?"
Despite having only twenty percent of his Internal Power remaining, Shi Xiaole did not hesitate to thrust his sword. The meteor-like black Sword Qi flew past the stunned crowd and pierced the Xuanyin Matriarch’s chest before she could get away.
As for the little minions, he simply used his Flying Skills to deal with them. One sword for each. In the end, of the nearly one hundred high-status members of the Xuanyin Sect, only a handful managed to escape. They ran off in a state of terror.
Shi Xiaole was panting heavily from exhaustion. After regaining his energy, he rescued the male and female Martial World members held captive and quickly left the area.
...
"Congratulations, Wind Evil, on your promotion to Incense Master of the Demon Alliance. Here’s a bonus of two hundred Mystic Crystal Stones. In addition, starting today, you will receive ten Mystic Crystal Stones every month," said the Go-Between.
Only ten per month?
Shi Xiaole was disappointed. However, when he considered the scale of the Demon Alliance, he understood. He couldn’t help but ask, "How many Mystic Crystal Stones can the Hall Master receive every month?"
"One hundred," said the Go-Between indifferently.
He had answered this question many times. Once they tasted the benefits of the Demon Alliance, who wouldn’t want to rise to a higher position sooner?
Unfortunately, the Demon Alliance seldom had missions upgrading from Steward to Incense Master. Still, there was definitely no mission for promoting from Incense Master to Hall Master directly.
To become a Hall Master, you must complete twenty Incense Master-level tasks. The so-called Incense Master-level basically meant that the power of your opponent must at least reach the third tier of the Spiritual-Passage Realm.
But don’t forget, missions are not available every month. After all, the Devil Path is also very cautious. Occasionally identifying a force or high-status person, who you can handle yourself and who can beat others higher up, isn’t easy.
Many Incense Masters took a full ten plus years to successfully get promoted to Hall Master.
Of course, you can choose to undertake Hall Master-level tasks, but if your own power hasn’t reached the Spiritual-Passage Realm’s seventh tier, accepting such tasks is just asking for death.
After taking the box filled with Mystic Crystal Stones, Shi Xiaole disappeared into the night.
As for the go-between, he flipped through the book in his hand, wrote Wind Evil’s name in the Incense Master section, and detailed the beginning and end of this mission.
...
Shi Xiaole didn’t return to his hut by the lake. As a person who enjoyed the finer things in life, he simply bought a separate courtyard in the nearby city and settled down there.
Perhaps it was due to an inner loneliness, he liked peace and quiet, but he also liked finding tranquility in the bustle of the street. It seemed this way he didn’t feel too detached from the world.
Daily, besides practicing, Shi Xiaole would go to nearby taverns for a drink and to catch up on the Martial World’s news.
It’s said that the Sunset Little Sword Marquis had made it to the fifth floor of the Silver Horn Tower a few days ago, shocking the martial arts world.
It’s said that Lady Bizan has officially announced to the Martial World that she will take Blue Tidal’s daughter, Lan Xiaodie, as her disciple.
It’s said that Xie Xiaofeng hailed from a place called Green Water Lake. And Shi Xiaole, who had appeared like a shooting star, had already moved to the nearby Yunlian State. Many people said they had personally seen him there...
Shi Xiaole led a leisurely and satisfying life.
Three months later, his cultivation had reached the peak of the Xuanqi Realm eight stage, with a steady rise in power. His Death Claiming fifteenth sword had reached sixty percent comprehensibility.
With his current power, even if he wasn’t a match for a Spiritual-Passage Realm fourth-tier expert, the gap wouldn’t be too wide.
What frustrated him was that since leaving the Silver Horn Tower, over ten months had passed, and he still hadn’t drawn a martial technique he truly needed from the system’s free draw.
Originally, Shi Xiaole’s plan was to continue living in seclusion until his cultivation broke through to the Spiritual-Passage Realm, then strike back at Qingxue State and settle his past grievances once and for all.
Yet, the best laid plans often fail.
After a few days of tranquility, the Martial World was stirred up once again.
On this day, many people saw a carriage made of flower petals appear in Great Cold State. Wherever it passed by, it filled the world with a fragrance of flowers.
In the carriage sat a woman whose face couldn’t be discerned. However, many heroes of the Martial World were left entranced and unable to control themselves just by looking at her exquisite figure.
The Great Cold’s number one pleasure seeker, the Flower Master, who had been in hiding for many years, emerged specifically for this.
Having been in seclusion for so many years, his cultivation had already reached the astonishing peak of nine-layer Spiritual-Passage Realm. However, when he tried to attack the woman in the carriage, he was beaten to the point of losing his soul by an old woman who served her.
"The spring breeze intoxicates the soul, the flower carriage travels to the End of the World. Would you dare to touch the Saintess of the Sky Edge Pavilion?"
The old woman sneered.
This statement sent shockwaves throughout the Martial World!
Since the start of the Black Devil Ridge incident, there were rumors that the Sky Edge Pavilion had claimed that they would evaluate the young talents of the Great Cold State in that battle, to see if they were qualified to be one of the golden boys or jade girls.
However, several months passed without any news, leading everyone to believe it was fake news. Yet now, the Saintess of the Sky Edge Pavilion had appeared so publicly!
Three days later, several convocation letters were sent to all parts of the Martial World, causing the storm to completely boil over.
"On the fifteenth day of the eighth month, Mount Dabie in Great Cold State, Sky Edge Convention, cordially invites all to gather under the beautiful moon."
There were only five convocation letters in total.
Among them, the three with yellow edges were sent to the Gu Family, the Flying Fist Sect, and the Wind Firming Gang respectively. The invitees were the three talents that were unanimously recognized in Great Cold State: the Sunset Little Sword Marquis, the Little Fist King, and the Divine Wind Young Master.
The other two with golden edges were handed out to two people.
Xie Xiaofeng.
Shi Xiaole.
"I object! The three, Sunset Little Sword Marquis, didn’t even go to the Black Devil Ridge, why do they get invitations?"
A young talent at the level of Spiritual-Passage Realm voiced his dissatisfaction upon hearing the news.
"Don’t be foolish. To become one of the five hundred golden boys or five hundred jade girls of the Sky Edge Pavilion, the most important things are aptitude and temperament. The three, Sunset Little Sword Marquis, are majorly young. If not, who knows what records they could have set in Black Devil Ridge. As for Shi Xiaole, there’s no need to mention, and as for Xie Xiaofeng, he’s a gifted freak, objection is futile."
"Indeed, Sky Edge Pavilion never said that if you haven’t been to Black Devil Ridge, they won’t consider giving you the selection qualification. After all, the rules were set by them, so what can you do?"
Countless young heroes turned green with envy, while even those elders from the Martial World couldn’t help but sigh.
This is the Sky Edge Pavilion we’re talking about. Even in the Flying Horse Dynasty, it’s considered a top martial arts power. Its martial arts secrets and cultivation resources are beyond imagination.
At any given time, countless people take being a disciple of the Sky Edge Pavilion as their pride.
As for the golden boys and jade girls, at least in the last six hundred years, none have been selected from Great Cold State or nearby states.
Therefore, hearing that the Saintess of the Sky Edge Pavilion had appeared and even issued five convocation letters, was as if an earthquake had hit the entire martial world of Great Cold State.
Everyone’s gaze was focused on Mount Dabie on the fifteenth day of the eighth month.
"Invite me?"
In the quiet small town, Shi Xiaole was taken aback when he heard a tavern guest’s words.
"I heard that Sky Edge Pavilion’s invitations are divided into four levels. The lowest level is the yellow-edged invitation. Only a one-in-ten-years kind of talent is qualified to receive this by Sky Edge Pavilion’s evaluation."
"The second level is a gold-edged invitation, where the qualification must be a one-in-decades kind of talent. The third level is a pure red invitation, which is prepared for a once-in-a-century kind of talent. The fourth level is a five-color invitation. In six hundred years, Sky Edge Pavilion has issued a total of three such invitations."
In the tavern, a martial rat looked astounded. It seemed there was a massive disparity in the eyes of Sky Edge Pavilion and their own, regarding the talents that appeared every few hundred years.
"The Flying Horse Dynasty is so vast that without going out of state, you will forever not know how exciting the outside world is."
"Take Sky Edge Pavilion as an example, they not only select golden boys and jade girls from the outside world, but also choose from talented disciples groomed internally. This time, many outstanding disciples from the Sky Edge Pavilion have arrived alongside. It’s said that many of their talents are no worse than Sunset Little Sword Marquis. At that time, on Mount Dabie, the talents will compete on the same stage."
One elder said thoughtfully, causing many people’s blood to boil. Without saying much, the scene on the fifteenth day of the eighth month would definitely be lively. Just thinking about it made people feel excited.
"Yes, I heard that the two gold-edged invitation letters have been kept at the Cloud Smoke Inn located at the foot of Mount Dabie, waiting for Xie Xiaofeng and Shi Xiaole to pick them up. Do they dare to show up?"
"Well, both of them are temporarily favored by Sky Edge Pavilion. Are you sure someone in Great Cold State dares to touch them?"
"Oh right! I’d forgotten about that."
The tavern-goers continued having drinks, happily discussing the potential happenings of the fifteenth day of the eighth month.
Shi Xiaole looked at the bustling crowd outside the window, laughed lightly, and got up to leave the tavern.
The pomp of Sky Edge Pavilion was indeed attractive. However, since he had the system, he would not participate in the selection of golden boys or jade girls.
Considering Shi Xiaole’s character, instead of joining the Sky Edge Pavilion and serving others, it would be more practical to create his own group.
When he returned to his courtyard, Shi Xiaole suddenly frowned.
The two uninvited guests who were standing in the yard examining the surroundings turned around at the sound. Upon seeing Shi Xiaole, their faces flushed with excitement and they knelt down in unison: "Descendant of the fifth generation of Wind Demon (Rain Demon), paying respects to the Holy Young Master!"
