Chapter 1515: The Dao Has Upheaval and is Trampled in the Wild, Fate Determines the Heavenly Mulberry and Resolves Heavenly Ties

Xu Xiaoshou summoned Zang Ku and gripped it firmly.

"Shh—"

Zang Ku's blade trembled all over, excited to the point of losing its sword form.

Xu Xiaoshou swiftly tossed it into the Xing Zi Jie, then summoned Yan Mang and gripped it the same way.

"Puff puff..."

For the first time, Yan Mang actively released white flames from its blade—Jin Zhao White Flames.

This meant it truly acknowledged the existence of Jin Zhao White Flames and also recognized that its wielder was a fire-attribute refining spirit master!

It was willing to use this path to enter the Tian Jie state, burning all things in the world.

"Your opponent is not her."

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and tossed it into the Xing Zi Jie as well. As he reached out, he looked toward You Si Jian.

"Clang—"

You Si Jian's blade erupted with surging demonic energy, instantly repelling the myriad sword qi attacks from the Jian Zhen Qi Sha Zhu and shaking off the entanglement of the Shuang Xiao Long.

Without needing Xu Xiaoshou to summon it...

It flew into his hand, just as it had when it returned to Bai Ku, leading him to its previous wielder. Now, it had found its new one.

"Are you willing?"

Xu Xiaoshou smiled, gently brushing the blade with his sword finger.

You Si Jian didn't respond directly. Instead, it shook violently, and its silver-white sword intent, no longer just a faint thread, surged out like waves and tides.

"Boom!"

Even the Chuan Dao Jing's image trembled.

The sword intent streaked through the air, as if cutting through the void and reaching the spectators.

Compared to Xu Xiaoshou's usual precise strikes, the amount of sword intent now was multiplied by thousands or even tens of thousands!

In the wind, Zui swayed his head wildly and roared deliriously:

"Xu Xiaoshou is dead—Lord Shou has arrived!"

"After realizing how powerful Bei Jian Xian Di's Jian Tian Jie is, he finally showed the same respect by drawing his own Chaos Divine Artifact, the fierce sword You Si Jian!"

"So Zang Ku was just Lord Shou's limiter. His sword-watching technique is this powerful. And using the fierce sword as a vessel, the sword intent can release such an enormous quantity at once..."

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Before the words were finished, in the Chuan Dao Jing, as Xu Xiaoshou grasped You Si Jian and their intents aligned,

The scattered sword intent formed a sword intent version of the Zhi Realm force field. It not only completely severed the Qi Sha Zhu's sword qi but also forcefully repelled the invasion of Shuang Xiao Long.

The two golden dragons, one on each side, smashed their heads against the waves of sword intent but couldn't advance an inch.

In contrast, Xu Xiaoshou tilted his sword into the air.

"Boom!"

Shuang Xiao Long was shaken away on the spot.

The sword qi from the Jian Zhen Qi Sha Zhu completely dissipated, revealing the shadows of the seven emperor swords.

At the peak of the towering giant sword above the Di Wang Xing Gong, Bei Bei fell into a brief hesitation.

He had changed swords...

The Xu Xiaoshou after changing swords, as Zui said, was unstoppable!

But even if sword intent, as the second-generation Che Shen Nian, could be this powerful, Di Jian Du Zun was in Tian Jie state. If that final strike came down...

Xu Xiaoshou absolutely couldn't withstand it!

He would die!

From her heart, Bei Bei cherished talent and absolutely didn't want to see such a brilliant ancient sword cultivator perish.

But according to the ancient sword cultivators' tradition of duels...

An all-out fight was the greatest respect to the opponent, regardless of life or death!

Moreover, Xu Xiaoshou was not just an ancient sword cultivator; he had other ways to survive, and he was even better at turning the tables in dire situations...

"Submit, or die!"

Bei Bei shouted explosively—this was her second chance, but there wouldn't be a third.

"It's just absolute imperial rule..."

Xu Xiaoshou smiled from beneath the towering giant sword, spinning You Si Jian in his palm before pointing it upward.

Vast demonic energy exploded.

With the sword tip pointing to the sky as the starting point, it surged downward in a shockwave form, dyeing Xu Xiaoshou's body black while breaking through the ground of the Di Wang Xing Gong.

The demonic energy decomposed and transformed into countless black swords, which then assembled into a massive fierce sword comparable to the emperor sword's momentum, rising upward to the same scale!

"Clang—"

Ten thousand swords paid homage!

But this time, they paid homage not to Di Jian Du Zun, not to Jian Xian Bei Bei.

Instead, to the You Si Jian that challenged from below yet stood equal, and to Jian Xian Xu Xiaoshou!

The Chuan Dao Jing's image zoomed in rapidly, again and again.

People were like tiny pellets; even Yu Jing Cheng in Ye Xiaotian's hand was no larger than a single brick of the Di Wang Xing Gong.

But what caught the eyes of the five domains' people now was not those external details. Instead, it was the Di Wang Xing Gong as the boundary:

Above, the golden towering emperor sword pierced the clouds, upholding the figure of the empress in the heavens.

Below, formed from demonic energy into ten thousand swords in absolute imperial rule, casting a towering fierce sword that could pierce the underworld. The only difference was that Xu Xiaoshou, wielding the sword, was its tip, its edge, its utmost point.

This scene was too shocking!

The entire world in the Chuan Dao Jing was filled with these two massive swords pointing at each other, clashing in gold and black!

Zui's eyes nearly bulged out. He clutched his head and muttered to himself, "Who can survive... who can? Who is possible?"

Even with You Si Jian in hand,

Even if the sword intent could release such a vast quantity,

Lord Shou was restricted and couldn't borrow external forces beyond ancient sword cultivation. So, how could he counter the final strike of Di Jian Tian Jie?

An unstable second realm?

Or had You Si Jian, which accompanied him for less than a year, allowed him to achieve perfect Tian Jie, or at least an unstable one?

Time seemed to pause.

The empress on the emperor sword no longer tried to persuade; her aura fully erupted as she stomped down fiercely.

In that instant, the world was dyed in brilliant gold.

The Di Wang Xing Gong caved in sharply, with thousands of Dao principles collapsing. The towering emperor sword, like a chain in the sky being severed, plummeted down.

"Emperor Sword: Fury of the End!"

At the same time, the Jian Dao disk under Xu Xiaoshou's feet spun rapidly, emitting black light.

Under You Si Jian's guidance, his form nearly merged with the demonic energy, almost assimilating with the Great Dao.

In this "roaming" state, he felt as if he had become the sword, the sword had become the world, and the world was himself.

All Dao principles and laws came from the heart.

Words could bestow the profound, spirits blooming in myriad colors.

"You Si Jian: Tian—"

Wait!

A hesitation struck.

At the critical moment, Xu Xiaoshou felt stuck, as if he had missed some link.

"Eh?"

Xu Xiaojiji was walking along when he suddenly floated up, startling him.

During the trial in Dongyu's Yun Lun Mountains, he had posed as the real Xu Shao for a long time because the true Xu Shao had gone to Void Island.

After it ended, Xu Xiaojiji knew he was likely to be exposed, and Sheng Shen Hall might come after him.

He didn't even collect his rewards and fled Yun Lun Mountains on his own.

He hid for over a month, until a few days ago, on a whim, Xu Xiaojiji decided to travel far.

Without much thought, he arrived in Zhongyu.

Wandering around, he visited Yu Jing Cheng, Qi Lin Jie, and Zhong Yuan Jie.

Strangely...

Wherever he went, it felt like he was being guided, as if he needed to get closer and closer to something.

It was like the first time he emerged from that illusory space; he didn't want to linger far away, and Tian Sang Cheng, near Bai Ku, was his limit.

"Eh?"

Amid his random thoughts, Xu Xiaojiji suddenly flew up again, this time darting sideways for dozens of zhang.

He was terrified.

Why wasn't his body under his control?

"Who is summoning me?"

It wasn't over...

He flew up once more!

Xu Xiaojiji felt the scenery flashing by.

This time, he shot forward dozens of li, right into a crowd.

"Whoa..."

It was noisy here, with many people discussing things like "Jian Xian," "Emperor Sword," and "Bei Bei."

Vaguely, Xu Xiaojiji heard the title "Lord Shou"—wasn't that his fearful nickname for Xu Xiaoshou? Had it spread now?

Glancing around, he spotted a familiar face.

Xin Gugu!

"Eh! Gugu, Lord Gugu!"

Xu Xiaojiji called out urgently; meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land was great, especially when he felt out of control.

But something dreadful happened...

No one noticed him!

Even Xin Gugu showed no reaction to his calls.

Thinking carefully, he had clearly bumped into people before but passed right through them, as if he had turned from a solid body into a spirit...

"Ah?"

Realizing this, Xu Xiaojiji was about to cry.

He desperately hugged a tree to stop himself from flying, but suddenly embraced empty air, passing right through Xin Gugu...

Oh no—

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Time became illusory, space twisted.

Xu Xiaojiji felt like he had traversed hundreds of li in an instant, which was impossible with his weak cultivation. How could he move that fast?

But it was happening...

He was still traveling, still fleeing far away!

"This direction?"

Seeing more and more golden osmanthus trees, Xu Xiaojiji recalled—this was toward Yu Jing Cheng.

Or rather...

Something in Yu Jing Cheng was summoning him?

"A ghost?"

"Ah, help! I hate ghosts the most!"

Time suddenly froze.

Rushing from afar with a distorted face, Xu Xiaojiji caught a glimpse in that moment, as if shared by someone else:

In the scene, there were many immortal ancient sword cultivators, many awe-inspiring refining spirit masters...

But the most striking was the golden sword piercing the Di Wang Xing Gong and striking down at the shadow below.

How majestic!

If I could be like that, even for just a moment, how wonderful?

"Emperor Sword: Du Duan..."

For no reason, his thoughts shifted, and Xu Xiaojiji knew the sword's name, even though he'd never seen it.

It was as if a crack had opened in his memory, with things pouring out.

Not just Emperor Sword: Du Duan, he also recognized the true names of the surrounding three ancient sword cultivators' swords:

Zhang Jian Chou Shen, He Jian Ting Chen, Jian Lou Jian Ben Jian Zhi Hu.

And more!

Xuan Jian Tai Cheng—it was there too?

Xu Xiaojiji suddenly felt dazed. Why did he think "it was there too"?

But in the next instant, he felt it was truly a long-awaited reunion. If Fo Jian Nu Xian and Shen Jian Xuan Cang were also here, they could hold a "carnival feast" for their human world.

Wait!

Their human world?

Xu Xiaojiji was stunned. Am I not human?

In that moment, he doubted his own identity and recalled Xu Xiaoshou's guesses about his origins...

No need to confirm!

Xu Xiaojiji's vision blurred, and those scenes vanished completely, with his last view filled by a black sword.

This is...

Fierce Sword: You Si Jian!

No...

It is me!

All memories awakened upon his return:

Just as he was first nurtured from warmth, found that first crack, and emerged into Bai Ku;

Then learned to take human form, emerged through the second crack into the human world;

Then was drawn by You Si Jian's—his true self's—aura, sought the key to break the seal, Tian Shu Ji Pan;

Finally, bound to the new owner of the black sword sheath—You Si Jian's sheath—and followed the guidance to the end, meeting Xu Xiaoshou and forging a bond, but in reverse.

Xu Xiaojiji watched clearly as he returned bit by bit to the crack opened by You Si Jian's fragments, back to that warm origin—the core of You Si Jian's sword spirit!

He finally realized he was just a self-preservation measure of You Si Jian's sword spirit;

A fragment of the sword spirit that split off decades ago when Tian Shu Ji Pan was absent;

A temporary entity with self-awareness, tasked with finding the next wielder but unaware of it, like an unwitting accessory;

An accidental wanderer who enjoyed the mortal world due to past wielders' Hong Chen Jian cultivation but was meant to leave it.

When You Si Jian found its new wielder and the bond with the sword spirit fragment reached the level for Tian Jie, it was time for Tian Jie...

The dream of yellow millet was ending, time to wake.

"Lord Shou..."

Xu Xiaojiji smiled in resignation.

In that moment, he and Xu Xiaoshou merged as one, completing the final step of Tian Jie.

Countless images in his mind intertwined and fused, then rapidly rewound, finally settling on their first pathetic meeting at Tian Sang Cheng's city lord mansion, now with a new flavor:

"Brother! I've finally waited for you. Why did you take so long?"

"Brother?"

"Brother, it's me. Do you remember me?"

"I don't remember."

"Impossible! How could you forget me? We were..."

"We were what?"

"You really forgot me? Even my name?"

"You're called..."

"Yes, I'm called?"

"I remember... it's you! Xu Xiaojiji?"

I'm not Xu Xiaojiji. Who would choose such an ugly name and not change it?

I am You Si Jian, the Fierce Sword: You Si Jian!

Only the name of one of the five Chaos Divine Artifacts is worthy of me!

As Emperor Sword's Fury of the End pierced down, You Si Jian's sword spirit, now infused with Xu Xiaojiji's will, easily sensed that Tian Jie state was more than half complete. But the wielder suddenly felt strong resistance.

"Lord Shou is truly a soft-hearted person..."

The sword spirit core didn't interfere much. As in countless choices since the Chaos era, it chose to let go and allow the fragment to decide for itself.

Xu Xiaoshou naturally didn't want to give up an old friend.

But for Xu Xiaojiji, was a life of wandering without purpose, footsteps rushing forward without meaning, compromising until the end, really the best fate?

No!

No one could stop even someone with a name like "Xu Xiaojiji" from having the right to shine brilliantly!

Because from the moment of its birth, it was meant for this moment's splendor and glory!

Tian Jie was guided not by the wielder's will, but by the sword itself, the sword spirit's will...

Xu Xiaojiji didn't resist Xu Xiaoshou's reluctance; he simply conveyed a faint will of yearning for freedom—in Tian Jie state, not only could the sword sense the wielder's emotions, but vice versa:

"Lord Shou, I want to shine brightly!"

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts halted. In that moment, he truly understood the "name" of ancient sword cultivation, the "name" of the Qi Jian Xian.

It was the entire Su family, who could hear the Dao at dawn and die at dusk;

It was the fierce sword's spirit, longing to shine and return to its source.

Whether wielder or sword,

From beginning to end, what they pursued and inherited was the unyielding "pride" of ancient sword cultivators: "Body may die, but name must not be lost!"

What I pursue...

What Xu Xiaojiji pursues...

Are they not the same?

As Fury of the End bent You Si Jian, Xu Xiaoshou released his resistance.

He saw Xu Xiaojiji take over You Si Jian's sword spirit core's will and even his own body, laughing wildly and unrestrainedly, fully proclaiming his moment of glory!

So, the people before the Chuan Dao Jing saw Emperor Sword's Fury of the End pierce through Lord Shou and shatter the Jian Dao mystic array, yet no blood sprayed out.

Instead, endless demonic energy surged and pushed back layer upon layer around the falling towering emperor sword.

Then, accompanied by a faint melody, it wildly dyed the heavens and earth:

"The Dao is turbulent, wandering in the wild."

"Spirits crave demons, original thoughts rewritten."

"Different paths share roots, do not live meanly."

"Goodness settles in Tian Sang, evil concludes in Tian Jie."

"You Si Jian: Ji!"