Chapter 435
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“I can’t quite put it into words, but it feels like I’m about to reach the pinnacle, yet my foundation feels somewhat insubstantial and illusory,” Li Changqing said earnestly.
Tang Chuyi had achieved a perfect sword intent, breaking through to the ultimate level of sword mastery, all thanks to a single sword technique demonstrated by Ye Wushuang. Was Li Changqing to be outdone by Tang Chuyi?
“Ins**ubstantial and illusory…” Ye Wushuang took the sword from Li Changqing’s hand and said, “Then take a look at this sword strike; perhaps it will be of some help to you.”
With that, Ye Wushuang stood holding the sword, motionless for a full incense stick’s duration, before raising her wrist and turning the sword, delivering a single, decisive strike. As the sword cleaved through the air, a subtle yet relentless and piercing aura erupted from it.
Li Changqing, observing the strike, was left utterly stunned.
“Marvelous!” Only a truly great swordsman could discern the profound realm of intent contained within Ye Wushuang’s strike.
Ye Wushuang tossed the sword aside and said, “Practice this move tens of thousands of times each day for ten consecutive days, and you might gain a deeper understanding.”
“Good, good, good!” Li Changqing replied eagerly.
It wasn’t until Ye Wushuang had long since left the valley that Li Changqing snapped out of his daze, muttering curses under his breath, “You brat, I’m the vice dean and you’re the disciple, acting like you’re the one teaching me…”
Yet despite his grumbling, Li Changqing dutifully raised his sword, recalling Ye Wushuang’s technique and swung it with all his might…
Outside the valley.
Elders Shangguan Rong and Bu Chenfeng, both Inner Court elders, were seething with anger as they saw Ye Wushuang emerge unscathed. As they had suspected, Li Changqing had no intention of punishing Ye Wushuang at all.
Seeing their evident displeasure, Ye Wushuang bowed and smiled, saying, “My apologies, Elders. My servant was a bit too forceful earlier. Please accept my humblest regrets.”
Shangguan Rong snorted, while Bu Chenfeng gave an awkward smile.
“I must trouble the two elders to take me to the Qingliao Tower for my punishment,” Ye Wushuang said.
Hearing this, Bu Chenfeng’s expression turned serious, and he quickly said, “You truly intend to go to the Qingliao Tower for punishment?”
“Of course, it’s Vice Dean Li’s order!”
“Ye Wushuang, the Qingliao Tower is where the academy punishes disciples who have committed grave offenses. It’s a place where time seems to stand still, and a single misstep could irreversibly damage your cultivation foundation.”
“I am aware!” Ye Wushuang replied with a sorrowful expression, “But how can I defy the vice dean’s command?”
Seeing Ye Wushuang’s seemingly distressed demeanor, Shangguan Rong and Bu Chenfeng couldn’t help but think that this guy… must be pretending!
Leading Ye Wushuang through the academy, they eventually arrived at a vast valley in the northwest of the academy. Standing at the entrance of the valley, one could see a towering, dark green spire standing tall within.
The tower, nine hundred zhangs high, stretched straight into the sky, divided into nine layers. At each corner of the tower, there were lifelike, ferocious spiritual beasts carved from ancient bronze, their expressions vivid and menacing.
This was the Qingliao Tower of Qingyun Academy, a place that struck fear into the hearts of many disciples and elders. The origins of the Qingliao Tower were unclear, but it was a topic that the academy’s elders and disciples were extremely reluctant to discuss.
In the vast Qingyun Academy, if the Enforcement Hall was a place that many disciples and elders feared, then the Qingliao Tower was a place that inspired sheer dread and terror.
Every time a disciple, mentor, or elder was punished and sent to the Qingliao Tower, it would take them a long time to regain their composure after being released, to forget their experience within the tower, and to never speak of the horrors they had witnessed there.
Day after day, year after year, the sinister reputation of the Qingliao Tower spread far and wide.
Bu Chenfeng looked up at the towering spire and said, “This is the Qingliao Tower. Go ahead and receive your punishment.”
“Thank you, elders,” Ye Wushuang bowed again and stepped into the valley.
“Uncle Changqing really is sending him to the Qingliao Tower for ten days. I thought he was just joking, trying to scare him…” Shangguan Rong sighed.
Bu Chenfeng also said helplessly, “Does Uncle Changqing not fear that he might ruin him?”
At that moment, Ye Wushuang stepped into the valley, gazing at the towering spire before her, her eyes gleaming with a hint of eagerness…
The Qingliao Tower!
Here I come again!
