Nine Yang Sword Saint Chapter 159

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Qiu Wanjie's expression turned cold as he asked, “Young Lady Qin, what exactly do you want?”

“Simple. We will have a martial contest. The winner will borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer,” Qin Jiaojiao spoke indifferently.

“Back down.” Qin Huaiyu spoke in an apathetic tone, “Qin Jiaojiao, this is the last time I am saying this.”

Qin Jiaojiao suddenly rushed over and snatched the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer from Qiu Wanjie. “I have never given up anything that I wanted since I was young. Let alone to an impersonator of the Hidden Sect. Even if the real Young Lord of the Hidden Sect were here, I still wouldn't give it up. Qin Huaiyu, if you want me to give it up, you better kill me first.”

Immediately after, Qin Jiaojiao lifted the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer and looked at Qin Huaiyu with a shrewdish expression.

Just as Qin Huaiyu was coming over to snatch the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer, Qin Jiaojiao shouted loudly, “Qin Huaiyu, if you come over and take the hammer, I will use it to smash my head and die in front of you.”

Qin Huaiyu was at wits' end now and was shaking with anger.

“Brother Qin, is this your attitude?” Dugu Fengwu looked at the siblings acting a show and instantly questioned.

“My little sister has been rude. I am embarrassed,” Qin Huaiyu spoke indifferently.

Right now, his expression might still be smiling, but his eyes didn't look as warm anymore.

It was needless to say that he definitely wouldn't believe that Yang Dingtian was a disciple from the Hidden Sect. The Hidden Sect had secluded themselves for centuries, and if they were to appear in the world, they wouldn't do it in this manner. Asking a woman from the Seven Refined Lane to lead them to borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer from the Divine Weapons Manor?

Looking at how prideful the Hidden Sect was, would they even come and borrow the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer? As for the leaf ornament and that ancient artifact sword, which was claimed as the real deal by Qiu Wanjie. What about it? There must be some leaf ornament and artifact swords from the Hidden Sect that were lost during the great battle between the good and evil, two centuries ago.

Hence, from the start, Qin Huaiyu felt that this Nameless was a fake. Furthermore, he must obtain the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer and certainly didn't want to give it up.

But, he was worried that this person might be a real disciple from the Hidden Sect, and if he treated this Nameless with disrespect, it might bring trouble for the Northwest Qin Clan.

Thus, he simply acted neutrally and performed a show with his sister.

Of course, Qin Jiaojiao wasn't acting at all. When Qiu Wanjie went to look for Qin Huaiyu to discuss, the siblings didn't have any time to discuss this at all.

But Qin Huaiyu had a complete grasp on how Qin Jiaojiao was going to react. He simply had to guide her a little, and Qin Jiaojiao would be going along with his plan.

Now that his intention was clear, Qin Huaiyu wasn't willing to give up the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer as well. The two sides had decided to determine this matter with a martial contest.

Dugu Fengwu couldn't help but immediately look at Yang Dingtian. She didn't reveal any expression, but Yang Dingtian could feel her concern.

She had originally asked Yang Dingtian to learn the Swaying Calamity Crossing Sword to deceive the people and only to use it for intimidation during the crucial moment. But, she didn't expect the opposing party to propose a contest immediately.

This was troublesome!

It didn't matter what kind of martial contest it would be, the result wouldn't be good.

Yang Dingtian fighting against Qin Huaiyu? Putting aside the fact that Yang Dingtian was going to lose for certain, it would definitely expose Yang Dingtian's identity. Seeing how crafty Qin Huaiyu was, he definitely had a complete understanding of Yang Dingtian.

Then, should she let Yang Dingtian go against Qin Huaiyu?

Yang Dingtian was just a 5-star Mystic Martial Warrior, while Qin Huaiyu was at least a high classed Great Mystic Martial Warrior. There wasn't even a need to battle.

But if Dugu Fengwu had to fight against Qin Huaiyu, she would easily expose her Evil Dao's identity. If that happened, they were going to be pursued by thousands of people, and the Seven Refined Lane would be implicated.

But right now, they couldn't just withdraw without a fight, as that would make it even more suspicious.

Yang Dingtian and Dugu Fengwu were forced to the edge of the cliff.

Right now, even the straightforward Qiu Wanjie could see Qin Huaiyu's intention and looked at Yang Dingtian with eyes of suspicion.

That's right, Qiu Wanjie was also suspicious of Yang Dingtian's identity. Why would the disciple from the Hidden Sect suddenly appear in the world and come borrowing something from his Divine Weapons Manor? This wasn't something that fit the style of the Hidden Sect.

“A contest would be good…” Qiu Wanjie laughed loudly and said, “Let's go to the martial contest stage. The Mystic Fire Devil Hammer will be the prize, and the winner will be able to borrow it.”

Subsequently, Qiu Wanjie went to make arrangements in the martial contest stage. Many of the members of the Divine Weapons Manor also rushed towards the contest stage.

Qiu Wanjie was coordinating with Qin Huaiyu as they wanted to force out Yang Dingtian's true identity. Right now, Yang Dingtian and Dugu Fengwu had no way out and had to agree to the martial contest.

If Dugu Fengwu and Yang Dingtian refused, they would immediately follow up with their response.

Impersonating the disciples of the Hidden Sect was an extremely grave sin and would mean to become the public enemy of the Heaven Dao Union and the world. It was truly a sin that would result in death without any burial grounds.

“Senior Nameless, please!” Qin Huaiyu said with a gentle smile that was still on his face. But in Yang Dingtian's eyes, hidden behind this smiling face was a heart that was like a vicious snake.

“Please!” Yang Dingtian spoke indifferently and walked towards the contest stage.

When walking towards the martial contest stage, Yang Dingtian glared at Dugu Fengwu when no one was noticing.

This was entirely this demon woman's idea, and there was no way to withdraw now. If Yang Dingtian was exposed as a fake, he would definitely be turned into mince, Dugu Fengwu wouldn't be able to escape the same fate either, and would be judged as an accomplice.

But knowing how incredible this demon woman was, Yang Dingtian wonderer if she would be able to kill her way out of the Divine Weapons Manor. But it should be impossible, as there were two experts in front of them, Qin Huaiyu and Qiu Wanjie, not forgetting that the Divine Weapons Manor had a Master class expert, who was Qiu Wanjie's father, Qiu Qianqiu. He was currently over ninety years of age and had been secluding in the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion for a few years now.

In response to Yang Dingtian's glare, Dugu Fengwu treated it as though she didn't see anything as she continued to walk towards the martial contest stage. But when no one was noticing, her face turned cold as she drew her thumb across a neck and making a throat slicing motion.

Yang Dingtian didn't know if it was a threat or simply a warning that Yang Dingtian was going to die today.

When reaching the martial contest stage, there was already a racket, and there were hundreds of people seated around the contest stage. It seemed like the entire Divine Weapons Manor had turned out in full strength.

It was needless to say that Qiu Wanjie was heavily suspecting if Yang Dingtian was a fake. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gathered so many people to spectate the match. Wasn't he trying to put on a monkey show and had as many people to watch as possible?

Dugu Fengwu, this demon woman, had overdone this idea.

“On this side of the martial contest are the Qin Clan's siblings, Young Lord Qin Huaiyu and Young Lady Qin Jiaojiao. On the other side are Third Lady Gongsun and Young Lord Nameless.” Qiu Wanjie spoke, “The winner of this contest would be able to borrow this Mystic Fire Devil Hammer.”

Finishing his statement, Qiu Wanjie placed the Mystic Fire Devil Hammer in the high platform at the center of the stage.

Without any hesitation, Qin Huaiyu slowly walked out and tipped on the ground before he drifted to the stage.

Yang Dingtian looked at Dugu Fengwu and saw that she didn't seem like she was going to go on stage. He instantly frowned and stood up, as though he was going on stage.

But before Yang Dingtian could go on stage, Dugu Fengwu leaped in the midair and landed softly like a kite.

This demon woman… what kind of timing was this, and she still wanted to scheme like this?

But her graceful figure did receive countless fiery and passionate eyes. Some of the people couldn't help and cheered out “Lady Gongsun,” but they quickly shut themselves.

It was obvious that Qiu Wanjie and gave the orders to seal everyone's mouth in the manor. No matter how infatuated they were towards Third Lady Gongsun, they were to remain silent.

On the stage, Qin Huaiyu and Dugu Fengwu were standing on both ends of the stage. They looked at each other with a gap of few dozens of meters in between them.

Qin Huaiyu was mild like jade and felt like the drifting like the wind.

Dugu Fengwu was playing the role of Third Lady Gongsun, who had good deportment, flirtatious appearance, and exceptional youth.

“Young Lord Qin, I do not wish to make contact with a man. So, let us compete with mystic skills.” Dugu Fengwu proposed with a charming voice.

This explanation was adequate, and everyone present was nodding their heads. Third Lady Gongsun was the goddess in their hearts and didn't wish for her fragrant body to make contact with any other man.

“I agree!” Qin Huaiyu replied warmly.

“As you can see, my dress is a little tight and not suited for big motions. During this martial contest, both sides will not move from where they stand and receive each other's martial skills. The match will end when one of the sides, concedes, dies, or falls off the stage,” Dugu Fengwu explained with a gentle voice.

Everyone instantly gasped with surprise.

The rules stated by Dugu Fengwu was very brutal as they would have to receive each other's mystic skill without dodging forcefully. Even if there wouldn't be any deaths, there would surely be some injuries. Furthermore, no one could bear to see such a gorgeous beauty to be blasted by the horrific mystic skills.

“I agree,” Qin Huaiyu replied while still smiling.

Of course, this was Dugu Fengwu's craftiness. A martial artist could only learn a certain kind of martial skill in their lifetime. If they were to compete with martial skills, no matter how much Dugu Fengwu tried to conceal her moves, she would still risk exposing her identity as the Evil Dao.

But mystic skills were different. In theory, a martial artist could learn countless types of mystic skills, and it wouldn't expose her identity that easily.

“Young Lord Qin, would you like to start first, or shall I start?” Dugu Fengwu asked in a tender voice.

Everyone instantly looked towards Qin Huaiyu. Right now, any gentleman would allow the lady to start first.

“Lady Gongsun, please begin first,” Qin Huaiyu responded.

Dugu Fengwu spoke no more and slowly drew her sharp sword, as she gradually pointed it at Qin Huaiyu from afar.

The contest stage instantly went silent. Yang Dingtian had also held his breath and waited for the match to begin. In fact, Yang Dingtian wanted to know whether Dugu Fengwu or Qin Huaiyu was stronger. One of them was the number-one beauty prodigy of the Evil Dao, while the other was the number-one youth expert of the Northwest Continent.

Sooner or later, Yang Dingtian was destined to fight against Qin Huaiyu, and today was a chance for him to understand Qin Huaiyu's true strength.

“Dong…” Suddenly the air resonated with the sound of the zither.

No one was playing the zither, as it was an effect that was produced by Dugu Fengwu using her mystic qi.

“Dong Dong Dong…” The zither music sounded even more wonderful and more pleasant.

At the same moment, Dugu Fengwu started to swirl her delicate body and danced on the stage.

That's right; she had yet to start the battle and was dancing instead.

As she was tipping off the ground with her delicate toes, a wonderful figure floated in midair, spinning and swirling elegantly.

Accompanied by the beautiful sound of the zither, Dugu Fengwu's magical curves on her body twisted gracefully in an unbelievable arc, displaying the charm and grace of a woman.

The musical sound grew louder and faster.

Dugu Fengwu's solo dance started to hasten and become dazzling like an illusion.

In this small piece of land, Dugu Fengwu's danced like a spiritual demon, like an illusion in the dark night. She danced in such bewitching moves.

In an instant, everyone was intoxicated and had forgotten that this was a martial contest. They felt as though they were watching Third Lady Gongsun's sword dance.

In this instant, Yang Dingtian had slightly forgotten that the woman on the stage was actually a demon woman from the Evil Dao. It felt as though her true identity was actually Third Lady Gongsun, and the Evil Dao's princess was just her clone.

Right at this moment, Yang Dingtian felt as though this woman was immersed in Third Lady Gongsun's spirit and life.

Just as everyone was infatuated and intoxicated…

The sound of the zither suddenly turned extremely sharp.

“Dang Dang Dang…”

The zither's string was like the bow, and the zither's sound was like the arrow, and every arrow was aimed at the soul.

“Swish Swish Swish…” Dugu Fengwu, who was fluttering in the air, suddenly flung out alluring flowers from her sharp sword.

That's right, flowers. They were like peach blossoms, red roses, and blue roses.

There were multiple kinds of flowers emitting rich colors, and there was nothing else more beautiful. They all burst out from the tip of Dugu Fengwu's sword and flew towards Qin Huaiyu.

One flower, two flowers!

Ten flowers, twenty flowers!

Dozens of flowers, a hundred flowers!

Finally, all the illusionary fresh flowers were revolving around Qin Huaiyu and surrounded him.

The scene was breathtaking and romantic. Countless fresh flowers were revolving and dancing around Qin Huaiyu.

Qin Huaiyu, who wasn't very handsome, was now like an immortal when the flowers were revolving around him.

All of a sudden, the zither sound suddenly turned extremely sharp and ear piercing!

The air turned cold!

Suddenly, the countless fresh flowers transformed into countless sharp swords. All the gentle and soft flowers had turned into cold and sinister swords.

“Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish…” Countless mystic qi blades thrust at Qin Huaiyu in a frenzy from all directions and angles. There were no neglected places!

This mystic skill was called Sword Shadow Rainbow, an earth-grade mystic skill.

It was the secret mystic skill of the Seven Refined Lane that would only be imparted to the Lane Mistress.

Countless people had heard of this mystic skill, but no one had witnessed it before, because those who witnessed it would be dead. But even in death, the victim would never be able to forget the wielder's absolutely wonderful dance and figure.

Now, to go against Qin Huaiyu, Dugu Fengwu had to execute the Seven Refined Lane's Lane Mistress's mystic skill, Sword Shadow Rainbow.

It was indeed incredible and breathtaking!

The countless sharp swords thrust towards Qin Huaiyu ferociously. It looked like it could instantly turn him into a pulp of mincemeat.

Such an incredible mystic skill would never miss its target!

Qin Huaiyu stared at the sharp swords that were rapidly approaching and was instantly immobilized.

Suddenly, he brandished his longsword.

The sword moved very quickly, but it seemed very slow because a single brandish had produced dozens of afterimages.

As Qin Huaiyu's sharp sword drew across, various parts of his body produced dozens of arms and sharp swords.

Immediately after, there were more than a hundred, and a few hundred!

An extremely bizarre scene occurred.

It was as though Qin Huaiyu suddenly had countless arms and was brandishing countless sharp swords, which contested with Dugu Fengwu's countless mystic qi blades.

“Cling Cling Cling Cling…”

The sword shadows weaved together and radiated with reflections of light.

Countless arms and sword lights were brandished.

“Bang Bang Bang…” The countless lights were shattered and turned into ashes.

Dugu Fengwu's scattered mystic qi blades were all shattered by Qin Huaiyu's countless sword shadows!

“Swish…” The final slash shattered the final mystic qi blade. A bundle of light suddenly burst in midair and vanished.

Qin Huaiyu's countless arms slowly formed into a single-arm, which was his right arm that wielded the sword.

Qin Huaiyu's mystic skill was called the Merciful and Sorrow Hands. It was also an earth-grade mystic skill, which just happened to counter against Dugu Fengwu's Sword Shadow Rainbow.

The entire stage was filled with silence as they looked at this scene with disbelief.

Even in their dreams, they wouldn't be able to imagine such an astounding duel of mystic skills.

Dugu Fengwu's Sword Shadow Rainbow was illusionary and spiritually beautiful, which intoxicated everyone and as they were unwilling to wake up.

Qin Huaiyu's Merciful and Sorrow Hands was strange and unpredictable, which could smash any beautiful dream.

Yang Dingtian let out a deep breath.

This Qin Huaiyu was truly formidable. Yang Dingtian looked at him as though looking up at a tall mountain, and the peak of the mountain was completely concealed in the clouds.

Dugu Fengwu looked at Qin Huaiyu with an amazed expression. She didn't expect for the Seven Refined Lane's secret mystic skill to be neutralized so easily. She didn't expect for Qin Huaiyu's Merciful and Sorrow Hands to coincidentally counter against the Sword Shadow Rainbow.

Qin Huaiyu smiled and said, “It is my turn now. Lady Gongsun, be careful!”

Everyone held their breaths and stared at Qin Huaiyu, waiting for his shocking mystic skill.

Chapter end