Chapter 63

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Chapter 63: The Lefteous Path Inheritance

No one can draw their sword before the Emperor of Swords!

In the realm of sword control, the Emperor of Swords has transcended the common understanding of swordsmanship. Facing the Emperor of Swords, all swordsmen will be powerless to resist.

Dugu Piao’s forehead suddenly beaded with sweat, his right hand trembling as he tried to draw his sword, until eventually, his entire body shook violently. The cold sweat on his forehead grew more and more profuse, soaking through his clothes in moments.

“No, no, it can’t be, it can’t be!…” Dugu Piao clenched his teeth tightly, shaking his head frantically as if on the verge of madness. He seemed to be insistent, unwilling to give up.

Feng Yun Wuji couldn’t understand what could have driven him to such desperation. Even if he couldn’t defeat a master of the Emperor of Swords realm, it shouldn’t have affected him this way.

Clang! Feng Yun Wuji’s sword intent suddenly surged, and with a flick of his right index finger, Dugu Piao’s hand holding the sword trembled, and then the long sword turned into a rainbow of light, shooting far away and embedding itself deep into the thick snow on an icy peak, the hilt still pointing towards the sky, vibrating incessantly.

With a sigh, Feng Yun Wuji walked leisurely into the distance, leaving Dugu Piao, drenched in sweat, pale, and staring blankly into the void, lost in his thoughts.

“You are no longer suited for the sword!…”

Feng Yun Wuji had walked hundreds of meters when his voice finally reached Dugu Piao’s ears. His body shuddered, and Dugu Piao slowly raised his head, a touch of blood red rising in his pupil-less eyes.

“No, I can defeat you!…” Dugu Piao suddenly let out a shrill howl towards the sky: “Xiao Dao, I will definitely defeat you!…”

Then, with a sudden flourish of his right hand, Dugu Piao condensed a pitch-black, slender long knife, and with a fierce shout, he slashed it towards Feng Yun Wuji from afar, a swift and powerful black blade energy cutting through the air and heading straight for Feng Yun Wuji’s back.

“You should not have made your move!” A cold voice drifted by his ear, and then he saw Feng Yun Wuji’s figure flicker and abruptly vanish into the wind hundreds of meters away. A strangely strong force silently attacked, striking Dugu Piao’s chest with a heavy impact.

Ah! Dugu Piao screamed, spitting out a mouthful of blood towards the sky, before his entire body formed an arc and smashed into a nearby icy peak. Snow and ice splashed, quickly burying Dugu Piao under the snow, a streak of bright red rapidly spreading through the snow, staining a large area red.

Feng Yun Wuji knew this blow could not possibly kill him, and he did not intend to kill him. After sending him flying with a palm strike, he turned to leave.

“Wait,” a bloodied hand emerged from the snow, followed by Dugu Piao’s pale, bluish face. “Please wait.”

“Why? Are you still not willing to accept it? Your swordsmanship is not as refined as your knife skills. I thought you were a swordsman, but I seem to have underestimated you. Everything I said before is null and void.” With that, Feng Yun Wuji brushed his sleeve and was about to leave.

“Please, wait…” Dugu Piao, dragging his bloodied body from the snow, knelt on both knees facing Feng Yun Wuji’s direction, his head bowed so low it almost touched his knees: “I am willing to join the Sword Domain, to become your disciple, servant, or even slave, just please teach me the swordsmanship that can defeat all swordsmen!”

Hearing this, Feng Yun Wuji stopped. His powerful divine sense had already scanned and fed the situation behind him back into his mind. For some reason, although this man almost killed him, Feng Yun Wuji did not want to kill him. In this person, Feng Yun Wuji saw a tragic, lonely, struggling, and dark past. He was a martial arts fanatic, a pitiable person. Feng Yun Wuji thought.

“Why?”

Dugu Piao bowed his head even lower, clutching his knees so tightly that his knuckles turned white, but he still refused to speak.

“Aren’t you a subordinate of the Lord of Destruction? If he finds out, would he allow you to follow me?”

“I am not a subordinate of the Lord of Destruction,” Dugu Piao said in a low voice. “I followed him only because I wanted to become stronger.”

Feng Yun Wuji frowned slightly, turned around, and looked at Dugu Piao, who was kneeling on both knees: “So you came to me?”

“Yes, I have followed the Lord of Destruction for over two thousand years, and my strength has not increased much. I have followed you for four hundred years, and your power has grown from far inferior to mine to where I am far inferior to yours!” Dugu Piao’s voice was very plain, no emotional fluctuations could be heard. It seemed that after this period, his madness had finally subsided.

Dugu Piao’s answer was frank and direct. Although Feng Yun Wuji was a bit displeased, he still appreciated his straightforwardness. After thinking for a moment, Feng Yun Wuji said, “I cannot teach you swordsmanship!”

“What!” Dugu Piao’s body shook, and he looked up.

“You are not suited for the sword! Your sword has already taken a wrong path, and reaching that level is already the end. My Emperor of Swords realm cannot be easily passed on to you. Our interactions have not been many, and the reason I wanted to recruit you was simply because you are a swordsman. But now, the facts tell me that you would be better off as a knife wielder. I cannot teach you sword techniques, but I can teach you knife techniques!”

“I understand,” Dugu Piao said, looking desolate as he slowly stood up. In his view, as the Emperor of Swords, Feng Yun Wuji’s suggestion already indicated his stance.

Boom!

Feng Yun Wuji’s arm suddenly swung diagonally, and a loud noise came. Dugu Piao was startled and looked subconsciously, just in time to see a nearby ice peak thousands of feet high splitting from the top down the middle, dividing into two halves that forked to the sides. Between the two halves of the mountain, the break was as smooth as a mirror…

“This is…” Dugu Piao was stunned.

Feng Yun Wuji was very satisfied with Dugu Piao’s reaction, smiled slightly, and said, “This is the knife technique I want to teach you, ‘The Left Path.’ Currently, this is only a manifestation of a single meridian’s perfection. If you can practice all the meridians in your left arm to perfection, you will definitely be able to deal with any imperial-level master. If you can make a breakthrough, this biased edge of the knife path may not be able to lead you to the peak of martial arts. The only problem is that this is a shortcut knife technique, too powerful, easy to practice, but also because of this, this knife technique requires very high moral character. If your heart for martial arts is not firm, you will definitely not be able to achieve great success, it’s just a waste of time.”

“Teach me ‘The Left Path’,” Dugu Piao knelt on one knee respectfully.

Feng Yun Wuji stared at Dugu Piao for a while, finally nodded, and imprinted the knife technique of ‘The Left Path’ into his consciousness.

“Wait here for a while, I’ll be right back,” Feng Yun Wuji said, and then he floated down from the ice peak.