Chapter Six, The Volume of Xuanming

Ah!

Feng Yun Wujie gave a bitter smile, "What I practice is the unparalleled swordsmanship of the world, and in terms of speed, it is certainly not inferior. However, no matter how exceptional the technique, it still requires internal strength to support it. Do you think I am unwilling to be fast? Since your lightness skill is so remarkable, please take me along as well"

You Wuxie’s expression changed dramatically, and he clasped his fists, saying: "I did not expect that a master from the Blade Domain was here in seclusion. I apologize for the disturbance and hope for your understanding. I will certainly come to personally apologize another day." With that, he flew away.

The dark clouds in the sky have not dispersed, and the only sign of dawn is the faint light in the east. Suddenly, a furious shout comes from the horizon: "Zhao Wuji, hand over the first volume of the Xuanming Scroll, and I will spare your life; otherwise, do not blame me for being merciless."

After wandering in this domain for a long time, You Wuxie ultimately had no choice but to leave reluctantly

It turns out that the brother is a person from the Blade Domain, thank you for your assistance said Zhao Wuji, clasping his fists

A young voice, filled with anger and indignation, exclaimed: "You demon, You Wuxie, even in death, I will not hand over the Xuanming Scroll to you." Feng Yunwuji was greatly astonished; upon opening his eyes, he saw two streaks of astonishing rainbows in the sky, one in front and one behind. The latter, resembling an eagle, was clad in a flowing purple robe and relentlessly pursued, while the former was a handsome young man wielding a radiant long sword. The two raced through the air, one in front and the other behind.

The eerie atmosphere pierced like cold needles, stirring the hidden Feng Yun Wu Ji within the mountain. The intermittent sounds of tearing from the mountain peak occasionally reached his ears, sometimes accompanied by the loud, chilling howls of the demonic beast. It was unclear how much time had passed; perhaps the overwhelming stench of the demonic beast's blood had masked Feng Yun Wu Ji's presence. Throughout it all, the demonic beast at the summit remained unaware of him.

You Wuxie, my master regards you as a confidant and has bestowed upon you this rare Xuanming Secret. Unexpectedly, you acted ruthlessly, not only seizing the lower volume of the Xuanming but also secretly harming my master. Now, you have pursued me for seven days and nights over this upper volume of the Xuanming. Such a blood feud, I, Zhao Wuji, will not rest until I avenge it. This statement from the young man was not directed at You Wuxie, but rather seemed to be addressed to Feng Yunwuji. In this wilderness, whenever kindred spirits meet, there will inevitably be a resonance. The two had already discovered Feng Yunwuji hiding in the mountain's depths.

Although he did not understand, Zhao Wuji still followed along. However, he soon realized that the opponent's ability to traverse the air was not as swift as he had expected, which was different from his impression of a master.

Zhao Wuji, and that little brat, if I ever encounter you both, I will surely tear you into a thousand pieces. You two must live well. Hmph! The valley still echoes with the harsh words left by You Wuxie before his departure.

No need, you and I should leave this place immediately, the sooner the better. Once that malevolent spirit reacts, I fear it will be difficult for both of us to preserve our lives. Fengyun Wujin finished speaking and leaped down from the mountain's interior, soaring towards another peak.

The fingers moved like swords, and in a moment of thought, a clear and resonant sound was suddenly heard. A flash of cold light swept across the sky, revealing a three-foot-long blade. What treasure was this blade? The blade emitted wisps of cold air, its surface shining like a mirror. Feng Yunwu used his sword intent to control the blade, skillfully circling in the air a few times before sheathing it back into You Wuxie’s scabbard. Then, without a word, he simply stared at You Wuxie with bright, piercing eyes. Feng Yunwu used his sword intent to control the blade, skillfully circling in the air a few times before sheathing it back into You Wuxie’s scabbard. Then, without a word, he simply stared at You Wuxie with bright, piercing eyes.

In the midst of this desolate mountain, the sudden appearance of a martial artist made You Wujie feel quite suspicious. He has always been a person who does not engage in actions without certainty. Before understanding the opponent's background, he never acts rashly. However, the individual before him possesses an exceedingly weak internal energy, which instead left him in a state of indecision. Thus, he stopped thirty zhang away.

"Do you still not realize that I am a recently ascended practitioner? In terms of seniority, you are my senior. Just now, I took advantage of his unpreparedness, using my sword intent to drive the blade. He was initially misled into thinking that my martial arts were superior, which is why he fled. Once he regains his composure and remembers that what I just executed was a sword technique, he will naturally understand that if we do not leave now, by the time he comprehends the situation, it may be too late for him to escape with his life." Fengyun Wujie explained in detail.

As expected, without the powerful aura of that person suppressing it, the massive beast's body, still dripping with blood beside the ashes of the fire, quickly attracted a large demon beast with its scent of flesh and blood. Under the full moon and amidst the starlight, a massive shadow was cast from the peak, covering a vast area.

Observing the two individuals, it seems they have come for a scroll of the Profound Darkness. Within the temple, martial arts exceed a million, yet none among the * diagrams * and * books * know what kind of extraordinary knowledge this Profound Darkness scroll possesses, leading these two to engage in a fierce battle. Zhao Wujie, seeing that Fengyun Wujie remains quietly in the mountain's core, anxiously said: "If you can save my life, I will surely repay you generously." After saying this, he turned and landed on a slanted branch extending from the mountain's core beside him, noticing the pallor of his face and the unsteady steps, clearly indicating that his true energy had been excessively depleted. Zhao Wujie, seeing that Fengyun Wujie remains quietly in the mountain's core, anxiously said: "If you can save my life, I will surely repay you generously." After saying this, he turned and landed on a slanted branch extending from the mountain's core beside him, noticing the pallor of his face and the unsteady steps, clearly indicating that his true energy had been excessively depleted.

Until he had walked enough, the beast at the peak suddenly howled at the moon, then leaped down from the cliff, accompanied by the falling debris. It passed just in front of Feng Yunwuji, who clearly saw the beast's ridge-like body and the thick, long membrane wings extending on both sides. In the dead of night, numerous beasts hid in the underbrush, their howls echoing one after another. Looking down at the darkening valley and the scattered, unknown flickers of light, and listening to the sound of the wind sweeping across the vast sky, Feng Yunwuji suddenly felt a deep sense of loneliness and solitude, as if in this vast world, he was the only one left. A chill swept through his heart, and he unconsciously shivered, only to realize that he had long since become impervious to cold and heat.

Feng Yun Wu Ji watched as the two approached him, feeling quite hesitant. He knew his own circumstances; even though he had made some minor progress in cultivating the Nine Transformations of Life and Death and the Sword Body of Intent, he was certainly no match for anyone in this Ancient World. He could not understand why these individuals were seeking his assistance. Little did he know that in this Ancient World, all experts had some means to conceal their true abilities. Among the human race, there had not been any ascenders for tens of thousands of years. Generally, any martial artist one could encounter would not be as weak as Feng Yun Wu Ji. Therefore, the two believed that the person before them was pretending to be weak in order to conceal his true strength.

If Fengyun Wujie has heard of the name You Wuxie, he would naturally know that this person is a renowned master of the unorthodox path within the school of freedom, and his martial arts skills are indeed remarkable

What! Zhao Wuji looked bewildered. Clearly, You Wuxie had already retreated in fear, so why was this person in front of him saying that the other party would return soon

"Kid, don't meddle in others' affairs. This Zhao Wuji's life is destined to be mine, the Cold Pool Demon. " That You Wuxie also played a little trick, subtly hinting at his own reputation, implying that the other party should not take action

Zhao Wuji's expression changed several times; first, he appeared surprised and suspicious, then became perplexed, and finally turned anxious. He then grabbed Feng Yunwuji's arm and swiftly moved forward. The two found a mountain peak not far away, excavated a hollow within the mountain, and concealed themselves inside. The cave was covered by trees, making it nearly invisible from the outside. The two hid within, restraining all their energy, remaining completely still as they gazed intently at the opposite side

In a moment of inspiration, an idea suddenly came to mind

After the master departed, Feng Yunwuji dared not remain in the firelight any longer. In this world, there were too many things that could destroy him. Therefore, he quickly extinguished the bonfire and forcibly opened a hole halfway up the mountain, taking refuge within. He retracted all his vital energy, sitting cross-legged like a stone statue, remaining completely still.

Fengyun Wujie remained silent and composed in the presence of the books, never revealing a hint of emotion from beginning to end. The opponent's martial arts far surpassed his own; any sign of disturbance could potentially invite a relentless assault. At that time, even if he did not intervene, he would likely face dire consequences. When You Wuxie began to speak, Fengyun Wujie clearly saw a glimmer of cold light flash in the opponent's eyes, making it impossible for him not to understand the intentions behind it.

Indeed, Zhao Wuji turned and flew towards this side, calling out loudly in mid-air: "Brother ahead, could you lend me a helping hand?"

This brother, if you can assist me in capturing this person, I, You Wuxie, am willing to share with you the supreme martial arts technique, the Xuanming Formula. You Wuxie had secretly made up his mind that as soon as he obtained the Xuanming Scroll, he would immediately take decisive action. If the other party did not comply, he would kill to silence them; if he was outmatched, he would swiftly retreat. In terms of lightness of foot, You Wuxie believed he still had some special skills.

"Senior, please forgive my ignorance. Just now, you mentioned the need to leave quickly, yet you appear so calm and unhurried. Are you perhaps toying with me?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in the words.

As expected, moments later, You Wuxie returned, and the sounds of anger and curses echoed in the air. Subsequently, he quickly patrolled this area back and forth, yet found nothing. Perhaps in a fit of rage, while lingering in mid-air, a glowing orb shot out from beneath his purple sleeve. It struck the mountain peak where Feng Yunwuji had originally hidden with a thunderous boom. With a loud explosion, the entire mountain peak erupted into a cloud of smoke before being blown away by the wind, and the towering peak had been reduced by several dozen meters.