778 Sword Draw

He did not use any qi, and no sword glare gushed forward. In fact, there was not even any sound of wind. The teenager's sword was like a snowflake that bloomed in the air, and it arrived right at One Emperor's throat!

At that instant, the alley fell silent!

Everyone held their breaths and stared at the scene before them in shock. 

One Emperor had a sword pointed at his throat. 

No one could see how the teenager had delivered his sword thrust. There was no killing intent whatsoever, and there was no trajectory either. It was as if the sword had always been there!

One Emperor's narrowed pupils gradually expanded. 

"What a fast sword strike."

After a long while, he said these five words. Then, under countless martial artists' gazes, he turned around and left. 

He lost!

He came over here this time to experience Ximen Chuixue's sword technique and also sense the profound secret within his ninth sword. 

What he did not expect was that the sword draw from Ximen Chuixue's disciple would be so terrifying! As expected of one of the swordsmen who was said to be the closest to godhood!

Snowflakes…

When One Emperor turned around and left, he still recalled the snowflakes that had instantly bloodmed. It contained a noble character and holiness that could not be compared to, and there was a completely different sword will contained within it!

Ximen Chuixue's sword will…

The teenager said nothing. He looked as if he just did something completely insignificant and just pouted before he sheathed his sword. He cast a faint glance at the dumbfounded martial artists in the alley, took two steps back, and closed the door. 

When the door was shut, the courtyard seemed to have become far away from them once more, to the point that it was another world away from them. 

The group of dumbfounded martial artists in the alley released a long breath and turned their stiff necks. They looked at each other with wide eyes, and the shock in their eyes could not be hidden at all.

What a fast sword thrust!

What a stable heart!

One Emperor… lost to a young boy whose name they did not know. 

"Am I dreaming?"

"Try and hit me."

The discussions in the alley gradually increased. Once the group of people completely accepted this fact, countless snow-white messenger pigeons flew into the air and quickly spread this shocking news through the entire game. 

One Emperor lost in just one move to a mysterious teenager!

He lost to Ximen Chuixue's sword draw!

Just who was the mysterious teenager who obtained Ximen Chuixue's legacy?!

The game was in shock, and the internet trembled because of it!

*****

"Ximen Chuixue and Yan Shisan are both peerless swordsmen in Gu Long's wuxia novels. Yan Shisan nearly defeated Sword God Xie Xiaofeng with Fatal Thirteen Swords, and Ximen Chuixue lives for the sword. He is honest to the sword and honest to himself by practicing only one sword style for all his life. When he draws his sword, he will kill and have his sword drink their blood, which is how he entered Swordless Realm."

"Looks like a new face is about to appear on Dragon Rank."

"Yeah."

"At that time… Whew…"

While the people talked about this in the game, trouble brewed in the dark. 

*****

On that day, countless martial artists gathered outside Ximen Chuixue's courtyard, but they only heard the sound of the sword draw that cut through the air every day. 

All the sect leaders in Beijing moved out and stood outside the door. They shouted requests to meet the teenager inside and asked him to join their sects. They also offered many promises that made many people who heard them to feel tempted. 

They initially offered entire sets of equipment at the fourth echelon, and later on, their offer gradually increased to ten million taels of silver. Their offers were each higher than the last. Countless people shouted their offers in hopes that this new and powerful teenager will join their ranks. 

However, their actions did not affect the rhythm of the sword draws inside the courtyard at all. 

Whoever was inside just continued to draw his sword in an orderly fashion. 

The sword whines were clear and pleasant to the ears!

"Damn it."

"That boy should be a normal player without any fame. How can he keep his head so well?"

"That's right. They're already offering such high prices. I heard that Great Whale Sect even offered the position of vice sect leader and a three-echelon low-grade divine weapon, and they already scared away a lot of other sects, but that boy didn't make a sound."

"What can they do? His sword is so fast that even One Emperor didn't have time to react to it. That sort of elite will definitely be very ambitious!"

"Let's just watch. The heavyweight sects aren't here yet."

"They're here!"

As they spoke, a group of extraordinary men and women walked over from the distance. Wherever they passed by, many of the sects will be so shocked that they will move out of the way. 

"Wow… There's Asura Duke, Night Rain Asura. He's Asura Sect's sect master and one of the top ten on Dragon Rank. He shouldn't be in Beijing, but he sure is here quick! And he even showed up personally. By the looks of it, he's determined to get the boy."

"I wonder what sort of offer will Asura Duke make."

While the sounds of discussions were rampant, Night Rain Asura walked over with a majestic gait and arrived at the top of the stairs leading to the door with a steady gaze. 

A person quickly walked out of the crowd. He whispered into Night Rain Asura's ears for a while before he nodded. 

"What the heck."

"Looks like someone has been collecting information about our offers."

Quite a few sect masters saw what was going on in the crowd, and they frowned. 

At that moment, a middle-aged man walked out while he fanned himself with his folding fan. He gave off a casual and elegant bearing while he spoke loudly, "Brother Asura, I didn't expect that you would be interested in Ximen Chuixue's disciple as well. Haha… I wonder what sort of price will Asura Sect offer to get this young elite…"

"Clear River Sect's master, it's you. I'm not here to try and get him under my wind, I'm here to ask for advice." Night Rain Asura turned his head around and cast that man a glance before he looked away. He ignored the discussions of the people behind him, wrapped his fists in his palm, and said loudly. 

"I am Night Rain Asura from Asura Sect, and I have come here for guidance. Senior Ximen, I hope that you will send your disciple out so that he can allow me to witness his sword technique."

Right when he finished speaking, the sword whines in the courtyard suddenly came to a swift halt. 

The martial artists standing in the alley were all shocked. 

They had been making a ruckus over here for a long while, but there had been no reaction whatsoever inside. They did not expect that Night Rain Asura's voice could cause the people inside to react. 

Quite a number of sect masters' expressions turned incredibly unpleasant. 

The difference that was shown imperceptibly caused them to feel as if they were inferior to Night Rain Asura. 

But that was not all. The teenager's reply did indeed come out from within.

"Last time, after I fought against One Emperor, my master already lectured me that our sword technique needs to be nurtured with blood. When I draw my sword, it must be for the purpose of letting my sword drink blood so that I can refine my sword and kill with it, not to brandish my sword. Please go back."

The people outside looked at each other at a loss. 

Night Rain Asura also had a solemn expression appear on his face. 

The people in the area could tell just what the teenager meant. If he had to draw his sword later, he will not be granting instructions, but will draw blood and kill!

*****

At the same time, Happy, who had just come down of Heaven Mountain, heard news about One Emperor's defeat in the hands of Ximen Chuixue's disciple when he went back to Jiangnan, and he frowned. 

'Sword draw technique… Ximen Chuixue? And a disciple in his teens?'

This news gave Happy two surprises. 

One Emperor's strength was about the same as it was in Happy's previous life, but when he fought against Ximen Chuixue's disciple and Ye Gucheng's disciple at the Forbidden City, One Emperor had easily destroyed them at that time. He killed two people in one go, and from there, he established his status as the strongest person who was impossible to defeat. 

'Looks like the butterfly effect has changed everything…

'Not only did it push back the time Ximen Chuixue's disciple appeared, it has also changed Ximen Chuixue's standards in taking in a disciple. That person in my previous life wasn't a teenager, and he wasn't so strong.'

While Happy felt anxious about this, he noticed a piece of information that was closely related to him. 

'So, Ximen Chuixue went to Beijing.' This news caused Happy by slight surprise. He did not expect that he will need to go to Beijing for this quest.