I Have A Sword-Chapter 1251: Take a Step and You Will Die Instantly

As soon as Plain-Skirt Destiny appeared, the Great Daoist Brush Master's face fell. He was about to flee when Plain-Skirt Destiny glanced coldly at him and said, "Take a step, and you will die instantly."

The Great Daoist Brush Master froze and went silent.

Plain-Skirt Destiny slowly turned her gaze toward Fan Zhaodi, who was also staring at her.

Compared to before, Fan Zhaodi was now on an entirely different level. Not only had she merged with the Evil Dao, but she had also inherited the accumulated cultivation of her past lives.

Not even the Ancestral Dao of a Tier Ten civilization could do anything to her. It could be said that her strength had now surpassed the known limits of all civilizations.

Fan Zhaodi stared at Plain-Skirt Destiny. Her expression was no longer solemn like before. Instead, she wore a relaxed smile and exuded an air of supreme confidence.

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"I once told you that given enough time, I'll surpass you one day. Did you not expect that day to come so soon?" Fan Zhaodi clenched her right hand.

Boom!

A blood-red lightning pillar erupted from her, shooting straight into the depths of the starry skies. In an instant, countless tribulations across the vast expanse responded to her call, converging on her like a torrent of flood.

At that moment, Fan Zhaodi's aura became indescribably powerful.

The Ancestral Dao revealed a solemn face at the sight. He finally realized that Fan Zhaodi had taken advantage of him!

When she came to him for help, he didn't hesitate to offer his help.

After all, the True God's action had become a threat in his eyes!

Yes!

The myriad beings were mere ants in his eyes. The only reason he intervened was that Cizhen had become a dangerous individual in his eyes. That was why he assisted Fan Zhaodi, lifting her seal and allowing the tribulations to aid her.

However, he hadn't expected that Fan Zhaodi was the Evil Dao, and the Evil Dao was Fan Zhaodi. When they merged, Fan Zhaodi's strength was multiplied beyond measure. Thanks to his help, Fan Zhaodi became a severe threat to him!

That woman had played him for a fool!

The Virtuous Dao couldn't become too strong, and the same could be said for the Evil Dao! For the Ancestral Dao, equilibrium was the goal.

As countless tribulations from a myriad of civilizations poured into Fan Zhaodi, the pressure radiating from her eventually surpassed the auras of the Daos converging on her.

Fan Zhaodi stared deeply at Plain-Skirt Destiny. "I will repay the humiliation of that day by a hundredfold today!"

Swoosh!

Fan Zhaodi vanished from sight.

Slash!

Billions of tribulations tore through spacetime and flew toward Plain-Skirt Destiny.

At this moment, Fan Zhaodi was the embodiment of the word "tribulation." She was the strongest Evil Dao in history.

However, Plain-Skirt Destiny remained utterly calm at the terrifying sight. She stepped forward, and a sword appeared in her hand.

Before Fan Zhaodi could react, Plain-Skirt Destiny had already appeared in front of her.

Shwik!

The sword pierced Fan Zhaodi's forehead.

Bam!

Fan Zhaodi froze, and the billions of tribulations shattered in an instant.

The Ancestral Dao was stunned.

Plain-Skirt Destiny stared at the stunned Fan Zhaodi.

"What. Are. You. Trying. To. Pull. Off?" asked Plain-Skirt Destiny, enunciating each word clearly. Then, she slapped Fan Zhaodi's shoulder.

Boom!

Fan Zhaodi's fleshy body shattered, and her soul form was forced to her knees.

The Ancestral Dao was in disbelief. In the proverbial blink of an eye, his worldview collapsed.

Meanwhile, the Great Daoist Brush Master remained silent.

Fan Zhaodi was confused as she knelt.

Plain-Skirt Destiny turned and walked toward Ye Guan. She bent down and picked him up gently.

"His fate and destiny are no more!" the Great Daoist Brush Master exclaimed.

Plain-Skirt Destiny turned and shot him a cold glance. "They were erased to make him even stronger; he wasn't left on his own to die."

The Great Daoist Brush Master's face stiffened.

"Go back to the Milky Way. If you dare to take even half a step outside of it, I'm going to kill you," Plain-Skirt Destiny warned. "Now, scram1"

The Great Daoist Brush Master turned around and fled. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the Milky Way. Just as he was about to sigh in relief, a mysterious force descended from the heavens, sealing his cultivation base.

"I'm done for..." he muttered with a pale face.

Plain-Skirt Destiny stared at the Ancestral Dao.

The Ancestral Dao hesitated a moment before saying, "Y-your Excellency, the myriad of beings—"

"Scram!"

The Ancestral Dao had already become a pile of ashes before Plain-Skirt Destiny could utter the word "scram." However, it turned out that the Ancestral Dao had been a mere projection all this while.

Plain-Skirt Destiny carried Ye Guan and left.

Fan Zhaodi suddenly asked, "You're not going to kill me?"

Plain-Skirt Destiny didn't even glance at her. "You're not worthy."

Fan Zhaodi went silent.

Once Plain-Skirt Destiny was no longer in sight, Fan Zhaodi stood up. Then, she chuckled. "You want to use me as a whetstone for your nephew? Very well... Let's see if that pathetic nephew of yours can truly stand against me!"

With that, she turned around and disappeared into the depths of the starry skies,

Soon, she arrived in another stretch of starry skies.

Just then, a voice echoed. "I told you long ago that even if you merged with all your Daos, you still won't be able to defeat her. However, you refused to believe me."

Fan Zhaodi slowly closed her eyes. "I was just one step away from surpassing all Daos in existence. I will be able to fight her by then."

"It was you who discarded your own benevolence, leading to faults in your Great Dao. Now it has become imperfect. Who else can you blame but yourself?"

Fan Zhaodi clenched her fists tightly and roared, "If I don't kill her, my existence will become meaningless!"

With that, she disappeared into the deepest depths of the starry skies. At the same time, her voice reverberated throughout the vast expanse. "Let's see who will outlast the other!"

***

Plain-Skirt Destiny carried Ye Guan and walked toward Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan took Ye Guan into his arms and looked down at him, muttering, "Qing'er, I once resented my father... But I never thought that one day, I would become just like him..."

He then shook his head slightly and said, "Without experiencing true despair and failure, he will still have flaws even if he reaches Divine Transcendence one day. I don't want him to walk the same path as me."

Plain-Skirt Destiny remained silent, merely reaching out to wipe away the bloodstains from Ye Guan's face.

"Qing'er, about the Guanxuan Universe and the True Universe..." Ye Xuan started.

Plain-Skirt Destiny replied, "Both have been completely sealed and stored within the special spacetime of the tiny pagoda. When he can unseal them himself, then he will."

"And Lady Ci?" Ye Xuan asked.

"Stubborn."

Ye Xuan was puzzled.

"Let's not interfere with their matters."

He nodded in agreement. "Let's go. There are some things we need to settle for this kid."

***

Nine Continents Domain—Shenzhou.

Today, the Zuo Clan was holding a grand banquet, celebrating victory with great joy. Zuo Lou was dressed in a bright red robe, and he was beaming with a radiant smile.

Why was he so happy?

It was all because just moments ago, he had received some shocking news.

The Genesis Daoist Temple had won a decisive victory against the Guanxuan Universe. Ye Guan was dead; the Guanxuan Universe and the True Universe had vanished from existence. They were wiped off the universe maps.

The Genesis Daoist Temple had achieved a complete victory against them!

Zuo Lou finally let out a deep sigh of relief. His heart had been constantly lodged in his throat, but he could finally relax.

He had been filled with fear when he led the Zuo Clan to flee at the time. Plain-Skirt Destiny had displayed strength that was terrifying beyond imagination. He was afraid of Ye Guan's inevitable revenge.

But to his surprise, Ye Guan had instead marched straight to the Tribulation World and fought the Genesis Daoist Temple.

In the end, Ye Guan died. The True Universe and the Guanxuan Universe also perished with him.

The Zuo Clan could finally live without fear!

Most importantly, the Zuo Clan had managed to latch onto the mighty Genesis Daoist Temple. Under his lead, the Zuo Clan was destined to surpass the glory of their ancestors.

His name, Zuo Lou, would forever be etched in history.

He would be the most respected figure in the Zuo Clan.

His smile grew even brighter at the thought of that. "I once thought that so-called Plain-Skirt Destiny had some skills. However, she didn't even dare to show up against the Genesis Daoist Temple. It really is funny."

Just then, a man and a woman stepped into the clan's estate.

The man was dressed in a white robe, and the woman was wearing a plain skirt.

The cultivators of the Zuo Clan were filled with confusion. Who are they?

Seated at the head of the hall, Zuo Lou abruptly shot to his feet, and his eyes locked onto the two approaching individuals. At the same time, the top experts of the Zuo Clan appeared around him.

They gazed at the two visitors warily, and their cultivation bases rotated as they got ready to make a move.

Zuo Lou's expression darkened as he stared at Plain-Skirt Destiny. The smile on his face had long faded away. "I've already notified the Genesis Daoist Temple. They'll be here soon..."

Plain-Skirt Destiny stared indifferently at Zuo Lou.

Zuo Lou's eyes turned vicious as he took out a black token and crushed it.

Boom!

A black light shot into the sky from the shattered token. From the heavens above, a phantom coalesced from the black light. At the same time, an overwhelming aura pervaded the heavens and the earth.

The ancestor was summoned!

The moment Zuo Lou laid eyes on Plain-Skirt Destiny and Ye Xuan, he knew that there would be no possibility of resolving this matter peacefully, so he decisively summoned the Ancestor of the Zuo Clan.

Damn it! I have no choice but to fight!

The cultivators of the Zuo Clan were perplexed. Who exactly are these two people? Why did their appearance make the clan leader resort to summoning the clan's ancestor without any hesitation?

Soon, a terrifying bloodline suppression swept over the entire area.

It was coming from their ancestor.

The cultivators dropped to their knees and bowed deeply in reverence.

Zuo Lou bowed deeply as well. He felt uncomfortable under the suppression, but he was unable to resist it.

An elder clad in a black robe emerged from the black light. His hands were clasped behind his back, and even though he looked calm, he exuded an invisible, domineering presence.

Zuo Clan's Old Ancestor—Zuo Liang!

Zuo Liang glanced at the kneeling Zuo Clan members, and then his gaze shifted onto Plain-Skirt Destiny and Ye Xuan.

He frowned upon seeing them. He couldn't sense them at all. What was going on? He locked eyes with the duo, as confusion flickered in his mind. However, he steadied himself and said, "Greetings, my name is Zuo Liang."

Ye Xuan smiled. "I've never heard of you."

Zuo Liang's eyes narrowed as his face turned cold. "You've never heard of me?"

Ye Xuan nodded.

Zuo Liang remained composed, but he sounded indifferent as he said, "It seems the two of you have yet to become true experts. Have you two heard of Tier Nine Civilizations?"

"I've heard of them."

Zuo Liang chuckled, "Then how do you not know me? Did you know that among Tier Nine Civilizations, I'm—"

"Don't waste your time talking to him," Plain-Skirt Destiny interrupted, pulling Ye Xuan behind him. Then, she flicked her sleeve.

Slash!

A sword light pierced Zuo Liang's forehead. He couldn't react at all.

Plain-Skirt Destiny flicked her sleeve again, and the heads of the Zuo CLan cultivators were sent flying into the sky, and their blood rushed out of their headless bodies, creating a grim sight.

Plain-Skirt Destiny pulled Ye Xuan with her and turned to leave without looking back.

The Zuo Clan was wiped clean from existence, and the only survivor was Zuo Yan.

***

A man and a woman suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Pan Clan's estate in Panzhou. Just as they were about to step inside, a young man approached them from the opposite direction.

He was none other than Lin Li. He had left Nine Continents Town with Ye Guan.

When Lin Li saw the white-robed man, he was stunned before shouting, "A-Are you Brother Ye's father?"

Ye Xuan smiled. "How did you know?"

"You look alike!" Lin Li replied.

"Hahahaha." Ye Xuan laughed heartily.

"You must be here to look for Brother Ye, right? He's not in Panzhou right now, and I'm not exactly sure where he went."

"We're not here to find him. We have other matters to attend to."

"Then let me inform the clan for you. Please wait a moment," Lin Li offered.

"No need," Ye Xuan said, chuckling.

With that, he held Plain-Skirt Destiny's hand and walked deeper into the Pan Clan's estate. Just as he walked past Lin Li, he stopped, turned around, and looked at the sword hanging at Lin Li's waist.

With a smile, the white-robed man asked, "So, you cultivate the sword, too?"

"Yes!" Lin Li grinned. "Actually, Brother Ye taught me an incredibly powerful sword technique called Heavenrend. Brother Ye is truly a genius; he even made such a powerful sword technique!"

Upon learning Heavenrend, Lin Li's strength had skyrocketed beyond his imagination, and his admiration for Ye Guan only grew deeper.

Upon hearing that, Ye Xuan chuckled in disbelief. "Did he really say that he created it?"

Lin Li nodded earnestly. "Yes!"

"That kid has quite the thick skin. Hahaha!"

"Huh?" Lin Li was puzzled. Then, he realized something. "Wait... so Brother Ye wasn't the one who created it?"

"Actually, I created it," Ye Xuan said.

Sword Master Qingshan was rendered speechless somewhere in the vast expanse.

Lin Li scratched his head before breaking out into a grin. "Well, you two are father and son. Whether he created it or you did, there's no real difference, is there?"

"You're absolutely right!" Ye Xuan exclaimed. Then, he raised two fingers and lightly tapped the air. A stream of sword energy shot into Lin Li's forehead.

Lin Li's eyes widened as an endless flow of information poured into his mind.

"It's a Dao Inheritance. How much of it you can absorb depends on your fate."

With those words, he led Plain-Skirt Destiny by the hand into the Pan Clan's estate.

At the entrance, Lin Li stood dumbfounded. The sword energy within the Dao inheritance had completely reshaped his understanding of the Sword Dao and Martial Dao.

After a moment, he fell to his knees, bowing deeply in Ye Xuan's direction.

***

Pan Zhen was sitting at the head of the seat within a hall somewhere inside the Pan Clan's estate. When he saw Plain-Skirt Destiny and Ye Xuan, he muttered, "You're here."

He wasn't surprised. His intuition had long told him that this day would come eventually.

When he returned to the Pan Clan and learned of Pan Ling's actions, he felt nothing but deep remorse and regret. He had failed to raise his daughter properly.

To be honest, he felt that Pan Ling's decision to make Ye Guan leave wasn't necessarily wrong. After all, she was still young and her vision was limited.

From the Pan Clan's perspective, it was a prudent and cautious choice, but Pan Ling's decision to align with the Genesis Daoist Temple and betray Ye Guan was an unforgivable mistake.

After all, the Pan Clan and Ye Guan had shared a bond based on past goodwill. Moreover, when Wuzhou targeted Pan Ling, Ye Guan stepped in to help. One could say that Ye Guan had saved her life.

However, she had stabbed him in the back and was a complete ingrate. She showed a lack of decent character! In life, one could be weak, but one's character had to be decent!

Ye Xuan stared at Pan Zhen for a moment before speaking. "Kindness is kindness; enmity is enmity. You took my son away from that place. That is a debt that he owes you. Since he is not in a position to repay it, I will settle this debt on his behalf as his father."

He opened his palm, and a storage ring floated toward Pan Zhen.

He glanced at the storage ring. His heart was pounding, but he did not accept it. Instead, he stood up and bowed to the white-robed man, and earnestly asked, "Your Excellency, can you spare my Pan Clan?"

Ye Xuan shook his head and grabbed Plain-Skirt Destiny's hand before vanishing into thin air.

The moment they left the great hall, countless Pan Clan experts collapsed and died on the spot.

Pan Zhen sat in silence for a long time before finally sinking back into his chair and closing his eyes.

At last, the weight in his heart was lifted.

This outcome was already the best he could have hoped for.

***

Plain-Skirt Destiny and Ye Xuan soon arrived at an estate in Wuzhou. Just as they were about to walk into the estate, a lady walked out of it.

She was Yue Liu, one of those who had left Nine Continents Town.

She was shocked to see them. When her gaze landed on Ye Xuan, she asked, "You are... Young Master Ye's..."

"His father."

Yue Liu's face changed drastically.

Ye Xuan smiled and asked, "Are you his friend?"

"No." Yue Liu immediately shook her head. She secretly tensed up. She was well aware of the enmity between Wuzhou and Ye Guan. Not long ago, Huai Hou, the ruler of Wuzhou, had personally led his experts to kill Ye Guan.

If she were to admit to being Ye Guan's friend, it would be stupidity!

It would be akin to throwing herself off a building!

Ye Xuan nodded upon hearing that and grabbed Plain-Skirt Destiny's hand before walking into the estate.

Yue Liu was confused as she stared at the two. What are they doing here? Why are they walking into danger on their own?

Huai Hou was seated in a courtyard. The moment he saw Plain-Skirt Destiny, his face dropped.

"It's you!" Huai Hou exclaimed.

Plain-Skirt Destiny flicked her sleeve, and everyone in the estate perished, including Huai Hou.

Then, she grabbed Ye Xuan's hand and left without another glance. She had no interest in wasting any time.

When the two walked out of the estate, Yue Liu collapsed to the ground as her legs gave way beneath her. She had been standing just outside the entrance and had witnessed the gruesome scene with her own eyes.

She saw the instant deaths of everyone, including Huai Hou...

Yue Liu looked at the two as if they were ghosts as terror consumed her entirely.

Plain-Skirt Destiny and Ye Xuan paid no attention to Yue Liu.

Since she wasn't Ye Guan's friend, she wasn't worth their time.

Yue Liu remained kneeling on the ground with her face marred by confusion.

Her greatest backer was gone. Where would she go from here?

After a while, Yue Liu stood up with an idea in her mind.

There was still one place she could go...

***

Soon, Plain-Skirt Destiny and Ye Xuan appeared before the Helian Clan's estate.