Chapter 63
Chapter 63
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: A Day with a Foul Mood
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Had he not faced the Black-Faced Ghost Venerable's sword before, his head might have gone flying from that single strike.
The Sword Queen's eyes rippled with unexpected surprise.
She was versed in all of Emei's sword arts, but she had claimed one of the Five Absolutes of the Martial World with her Extermination Sword.
Only one expert in the jianghu had survived clashing blades with her Extermination Sword.
The sword that felt so similar, yet carried an immortal aura—it had been a Kunlun sword.
The Sword Queen later learned the identity of the one who had fled after crossing swords with her.
The man who withstood her Extermination Sword was once hailed as Kunlun's greatest prodigy: the Black-Faced Ghost.
Feeling her own inadequacies, the Sword Queen returned to Mount Emei and immersed herself in martial arts until she became the Sword Queen.
Whirrl...
The sword spinning in her hand pierced toward Se Yeong's throat before slicing across his chest.
Boom...!
The moment their swords clashed, the Sword Queen's blade abruptly changed course, slashing his thigh and carving into his neck and arm.
Kaboom...!
The collision of sword auras unleashed a powerful shockwave.
The blast burrowed into the bodies of the squad members watching from afar, the Emei Sect disciples, and even the martial artists of the jianghu.
Those with weaker martial prowess yelped in fright and ducked behind trees.
Kaboom...!
Another shockwave rippled out, neatly slicing the tree they'd hidden behind, sending it crashing down.
Rumble... Thud...!
Gasp...!
Startled, they scrambled behind boulders.
Yeong Gak watched them with pitying eyes.
'Foolish mortals.'
His uniform tore, skin split, and blood sprayed.
Had he not faced the Black-Faced Ghost Venerable before, it wouldn't have stopped at mere gashes.
The pure vital energy faded, replaced by a thick, dark demonic aura manifesting a massive, ferocious face.
"Your junior sister's eyes were spot on."
The Sword Queen sneered coldly at the enormous, vicious demonic visage.
Her junior sister had died unjustly.
The Murim Alliance should have trusted her words and mobilized every warrior to kill him.
Kaboom...!
With her full-body slashing sword blocked, she leaped back lightly, carving through space horizontally and vertically.
Spheres of qi hurtled toward Se Yeong, her sword following close behind.
Kaboom...! Boom...!
Se Yeong wildly swung his blade, parrying the qi blasts and sword strikes she unleashed.
The instant he blocked them all, the space above his head split open.
Bang...!
Se Yeong's form, having parried her sword with Ten Moons, scattered left and right.
Dozens of Se Yeongs clashed fiercely with dozens of Sword Queens, weaving through the clearing.
Kaboom...! Kaboom...!
Their multiplied forms merged back into one in an instant, and the sword auras hurtled toward each other, shredding space.
Kaboom...!
As the duel dragged on, the Sword Queen began feeling a growing tightness in her chest.
Han Se Yeong was bleeding all over, yet bore no deep wounds.
She soared high, raising her sword before her eyes.
Her blade multiplied into dozens, slashing and carving his entire body.
It was the pinnacle of the Extermination Sword: Extermination of the World.
Kaboom... Boom...!
The ground cracked, trees toppled.
The shockwave shook the forest and shot skyward.
Ugh...
Se Yeong raised Ten Moons in dismay.
His uniform was in tatters, blood trickling from his forehead beneath his shaved head, staining his face red.
But the Sword Queen was far from unscathed.
Her white uniform, embroidered with gold thread, was torn open along with her undergarments, blood clotting as it oozed out.
Blood trickled from her cheek as well, reddening her pale neck.
Se Yeong's eyes were serene as a lake, but the Sword Queen's trembled violently.
Had she ever faced anything like this since venturing into the jianghu?
No matter how she thought, this was the first.
The Sword Queen had always been the strongest, invincible.
She raised her sword before her eyes once more.
But this time, Se Yeong wasn't taking it lying down.
The previously subdued demonic qi bared its savage face again, engulfing the Sword Queen.
Kaboom...!
The moment she slashed through the demonic qi, Se Yeong was at her back.
Slash...
Her head flew, and her sword dropped from the sky.
Slash... Kaboom...!
Her sword cleaved from Se Yeong's head down to his groin, splitting the earth as well.
Their movements, once too fast to follow, began to register in his vision bit by bit.
Paeng Se Gi, momentarily startled, focused intently on Se Yeong and the Sword Queen.
So absorbed was he that even surrounding sounds faded away.
In that moment, a faint aura emanated from his entire body.
Squad Leader Kang noticed first and pointed Paeng Se Gi out to the squad members.
The squad, entranced by Se Yeong and the Sword Queen's duel, jolted in surprise.
But they quickly realized Paeng Se Gi's state.
The squad members quietly encircled him from three sides.
'Om mani padme hum.'
'This is the first time I've envied Se Gi like this.'
They stared at the entranced Paeng Se Gi before turning their eyes back to Se Yeong and the Sword Queen.
As the sword grazed past her throat, the Sword Queen flinched.
She had nearly lost her head.
Blood droplets scattered from her neck as her form shifted left and right.
It seemed the sword hadn't merely grazed her.
Her jade hairpin had come loose, her hair disheveled and blocking her vision with every movement.
"Damn it..."
The wound on her neck came from her hair momentarily obscuring her sight.
Against an ordinary expert, that wouldn't have led to injury.
But Han Se Yeong was no ordinary expert.
Slash... Kaboom...!
The moment she parried Se Yeong's sword, her flying hair was sheared off.
In any other time, she would have mercilessly decapitated anyone who dared cut her beautiful, lush locks.
Now, she almost felt grateful to Se Yeong for doing it.
Kaboom...!
Creating afterimages like a cloning technique to unleash her swordsmanship, the Sword Queen suddenly saw red droplets scattering.
It wasn't just her hair—blood trickled from a gash on her forehead.
'No.'
Fear began to creep into the Sword Queen.
At this rate, it wouldn't be Han Se Yeong's head rolling first—it would be hers.
She raised her sword before her eyes, unleashing Extermination of the World as dozens of blades swept over Se Yeong's body.
Kaboom... Boom...!
The dozens of swords shredded the space where Se Yeong stood.
But once again, Se Yeong stood firm, feet planted on the ground.
Swoosh...
The sword left her hand, piercing Se Yeong's chest.
Simultaneously, a blade dropped from above her head.
Slash... Kaboom...!
Her sword returned to her hand as she retreated with footwork.
"For a Demonic Cult spy, you're surprisingly strong..."
Forced smirk twisting into a grimace on the Sword Queen's face.
Glancing down, her gold-embroidered white uniform was torn open, exposing her chest.
Blood from the gash began staining the white fabric red.
The fear that she might die was turning into reality.
Swoosh...
Se Yeong's sword sliced horizontally through space, aiming for her waist.
Boom...!
She barely blocked it, but she wanted out of there no longer.
With her mind in such turmoil, her body wouldn't respond properly.
Knowing this, she tried to suppress her fear.
Slash... Boom...!
But fear didn't vanish just because she willed it.
Her hand split open, blood spurting.
The Sword Queen switched her sword to her left hand while employing lightness skill.
In that instant, demonic qi surged from the ground.
Slash...
The qi even cleaved her left arm gripping the sword.
"No...!"
A sharp cry burst from her lips as the space before her filled with black demonic qi.
Thud...!
Gasp...!
A deflating wheeze escaped the Sword Queen's mouth.
"Sword Queen...!"
The Emei Sect disciples desperately called out to the Sword Queen kneeling before Se Yeong.
The Sword Queen had her disciples address her not as master, but as Sword Queen.
She cherished her title of Six Directions Sword Queen above all.
"This is... truly exhausting."
Se Yeong steadied his staggering form and looked down at the Sword Queen.
Had he not first faced the Black-Faced Ghost Venerable, he would be the one kneeling now.
Blood clotted and poured from the Sword Queen's chest.
Haa... Haa...
The Sword Queen panted shallowly, gazing up at Se Yeong.
"Did the Sword Queen... lose to you?"
"Yes."
She dropped her head limply.
"In the end, my junior sister... will kill me."
The Moyong Family had suffered little in the great war against the Demonic Cult.
They grew even wealthier, sending much silver and their family's genius to Emei Sect.
Emei Sect, devastated in the war, accepted her as a disciple to aid reconstruction.
That genius was Golden Flower Fairy, the Iron Fairy.
The Sword Queen favored her especially because she had brought vast wealth.
Thud.
The Sword Queen slammed her forehead to the ground and collapsed.
"Sword Queen...!"
Emei Sect disciples rushed forward, wailing.
Among them, a bold-looking woman faced Se Yeong.
"We'll take the Sword Queen's body... back to Emei."
Her eyes burned with killing intent.
"Please allow it, Hero Han."
Yeong Gak stepped forward, supporting the Emei disciple.
Se Yeong silently turned his gaze to the fleeing jianghu folk.
Slash.
Squad Leader Kang beheaded the lead fugitive, freezing the rest in place.
"What do you plan to do with them?"
Yeong Gak bowed his head at Se Yeong's question.
"Who would dare defy the Sword Queen? They are blameless."
Of the eight jianghu folk, only three remained.
Turning, Yeong Gak bowed to Squad Leader Kang.
"Om mani padme hum. Show them mercy."
Yeong Gak waved the jianghu folk over.
"Come beg Hero Han's forgiveness."
Tears streaming, they rushed forward.
"Please forgive us! We only guided her here at the Sword Queen's request—that's our only crime."
"We swear on the heavens we had no intention of returning."
They prostrated before Se Yeong, begging for their lives.
'Lies come so easily to their lips.'
Se Yeong didn't believe them.
Yet Yeong Gak wasn't wrong either.
Who would defy the Sword Queen?
As Se Yeong nodded, he spotted fresh blood on the jianghu man's hands.
The vivid color showed it wasn't old.
His gaze shifted to the crescent blade on the ground.
Bloodstains marred it too.
"You... who did you just kill?"
The kneeling man trembled at the question.
"Speak the truth."
With a sinking suspicion, Se Yeong pressed him.
The man glanced nervously at the Emei disciples handling the corpse.
"They told us... to kill the child..."