Poison Genius Consort

n! He wasn’t planning to seize the sect leader’s seat so soon, so he could only blame Han Yunxi and Long Feiye for pressuring him too much.
It was also that slut Duanmu Yao’s fault for being so stupid.

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Cang Qiuzi abruptly gripped his sword with both hands and took to the skies.
The Profound Dark Sword immediately released its sword awn that dazzled like the stars, attracting the gazes of all who gazed upon it.
Just then was only a warm-up, but now the true battle had begun!

Long Feiye had been purely on the defense.
Would he start fighting now, too?

Everyone could tell that Cang Qiuzi was staking everything on this strike.
His internal energy was wholly concentrated on his blade.
He moved first, seeking to seize the initiative.
Faced with such an overwhelming sword qi, Long Feiye had no path of retreat.
His only choice was to face it head on until the end!

This strike would determine the victory between them, and the fate of Celestial Mountain!

A hush fell upon the crowd.
Within it, Long Feiye stood looking up, his long, pretty fingers resting over his brows and hiding his expression.
The crowd’s attention soon focused on him, afraid to shift an inch.
They didn’t want to miss the second this man took to the skies himself.
But Long Feiye never chased after his opponent.
He simply peered up.
Above his head, Cang Qiuzi’s sword awn grew brighter and brighter as his sword qi intensified.
Soon enough, the people in the crowds could feel his sheer killing intent.
It was fierce enough to graze across their skins.
Han Yunxi felt it even more acutely and even felt an urge to back away.
Meanwhile, the sword sect master still had some true qi circulating within him to protect his body despite losing all internal energy, so he could remain put.

“Grandmaster, what does Cang Qiuzi want to do? Why is Long Feiye just…” Han Yunxi trailed off.

“Don’t worry, Feiye can handle it.” And yet the worry in his eyes had long betrayed the old man.
Yes, he was concerned–nervous as well, and disturbed.
Long Feiye, why aren’t you going to meet his attack? Why haven’t you moved yet?

The sword sect master could tell that Cang Qiuzi’s move was quite brilliant.
Having guessed that Long Feiye had internal injuries, he was forcing the man to use his inner energy against him.
If Long Feiye used the Lustbite Seal’s power with his eighth level Nirvana Heart Arts now, he could completely subjugate Cang Qiuzi.
Did something happen with his Lustbite Seal power again? Is that why Long Feiye’s not moving?

The sword sect master’s heart was hanging in his throat.
Han Yunxi stopped believing his words as well, because she could tell that this wasn’t Long Feiye’s usual style.
Would his temper allow Cang Qiuzi to run rampant for so long? He should’ve ended this long ago.

Just what is going on?

Beneath the endless silent gazes of the crowd, Cang Qiuzi’s sword awn reached its height, the white light obscuring his sword from view.
It was like a bolt of lightning moving its way down towards Long Feiye!

Clash! Bang! Crash!

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Han Yunxi’s heart raced until it was just about bursting out of her chest.
The sword sect master’s pale face turned even more wan.
Even his lips were clearly trembling!

Below, Cang Xiaoying shut her eyes.

“See that? Cang Qiuzi’s won for sure!” the second elder cried in glee.

The third elder stopped hesitating to nod his head in agreement.

Granny You sat beneath the stage, her hands formed into fists.
Finally, she couldn’t bear it and lowered her head to instruct her disciples.
“Pass on orders to prepare for battle.
No matter what, guard all of the bridges.”

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Soon enough, a deathly stillness fell upon the scene.
Everyone seemed to be holding their breath as they watched and waited for Cang Qiuzi’s sword to strike!

“Long Feiye, go die!” With a shout, Cang Qiuzi slashed down like a lightning bolt.

FWWWSSSSSHHHH!

A strange whistling filled the air!

Everyone thought it was from Cang Qiuzi’s sword awn, but they didn’t expect Long Feiye’s blade to be the source.
Just how much energy was concentrated in that sword for a simple movement to raise such a din?

So Long Feiye’s going to counterattack?

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Everyone recovered their wits at the same time Long Feiye released a white sword awn off of Profound Frost Sword that was even more blinding than the one in the air.
It completely overwhelmed Cang Qiuzi and his sword awn with its brilliance.
The dazzling spectacle and frigid chill of this sword qi rose up in the air like an arcing rainbow that scattered mountains and seas in its wake.

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The two sword awns met–or rather, Long Feiye’s sword qi struck viciously against Cang Qiuzi’s to create an earth-shattering roar.
Both forces refused to budge until Long Feiye’s sword qi completely suppressed Cang Qiuzi’s own and sent it rebounding back to its owner.
Cang Qiuzi took on his strongest blow head-on and spat out a mouthful of blood.
His body buckled beneath the strike, but Long Feiye’s sword qi was quick to follow and send him plummeting from the skies unconscious, his status unclear.

Nobody expected this.
Long Feiye’s sword just then was multiple times stronger than Cang Qiuzi’s sword qi!

How…how can this be? This man is too horrific!

Calm was restored to the plaza.
All was still but for the sound of Long Feiye’s footsteps as he approached Cang Qiuzi’s side.
His eyes were ice, his gaze ruthless.
In the end, he kicked the man offstage.

“Father!” Cang Xiaoying sobbed as she threw herself at the body.

Long Feiye won?

“Long Feiye won! He won! Grandmaster, he won he won!” Han Yunxi was so happy that she was jumping up and down.

The crowd was still reeling from the results as another figure suddenly flew out of the masses to land on stage.
He was tall and slim, with an elegant and smart carriage.
There was a mild expression on his face as he stood with his hands behind his back.

Was he going to join the ranking matches too?

Who…was he?