Chapter 288: Timeless Mortal Heavenly Emperor (Two-in-One)

The one-armed, white-robed Sword Immortal Liu Wenjian's name became renowned throughout the world. The rugged and steep Shu Mountain range stood tall, yearned for by countless mortals. More than a year passed, and various sects and imperial courts began to gather information.

“That Shu Mountain is indeed strange.”“Their disciples are all one-armed, consuming coarse grains. In the middle of each month, they descend the mountain on their swords to purchase food and vegetables, suffering from illnesses and pains.”“Even now, some of their lower-tier disciples, lacking the sword qi refinement that extends life, are afflicted with diseases and seek out physicians for treatment, no different from common folk.”“How can they be so weak? Are they truly mortals? Do they cultivate the sword without cultivating their bodies?”

Many renowned martial arts sects and hidden martial arts schools, having achieved sainthood through martial arts, could shatter mountains with a single punch. Their bodies were formidable and indestructible, already comparable to the sacred lands and immortal sects of the Western Era. Upon reaching the pinnacle of their cultivation, they gradually shed mortal ailments, subsisting on spiritual energy from immortal roots. As long as they did not engage in battles that depleted their energy, they could even abstain from food for months, living without worldly needs, their bodies pure and without sweat. However, the Shu Mountain sect seemed like an ordinary mortal sect.

On this day, at the foot of Shu Mountain, countless mortal townsfolk looked up at the clear blue sky. A multicolored stream of light flashed across, someone flying on a sword, and a clear, resonant laugh echoed through the heavens and earth:“Riding the sword upon the wind, free and unrestrained between heaven and earth!”The voice reverberated throughout the Shu Mountain range.It was Liu Wenjian, the Sect Leader of Shu Mountain. Almost every few days, she would fly off on her sword to meet and exchange insights with Bai Xiaosheng. The nearby mortal townsfolk were not surprised; they simply looked up at the sky, many filled with envy. Some children, holding rattle drums while their parents held their hands, pointed at the sky and cried out clearly, “Mommy! I want to be that cool too in the future! Sister Sword Immortal is truly the pride of us mortals! I want to go to Shu Mountain!”“You should call her the Sect Leader of Shu Mountain,” his mother reminded him.

Night fell at the inn, and the street became quiet and serene.

“I’m back again,” Liu Wenjian said, striding forward to sit beside Medusa and Bai Xiaosheng. The three once again studied together, with Bai Xiaosheng as their focus, each asking and discussing questions independently.

“How is my sword intent?” Liu Wenjian suddenly asked.“Very good.”Medusa, head bowed, flipped through her book, her voice soft and calm.

“What if I tried to slay you?” Liu Wenjian’s gaze burned, her sword intent soaring to the heavens, as she said coldly, “My teacher, Bai Xiaosheng, I intend to bring back to Shu Mountain. He will not enter the mortal world, nor the immortal realm, and certainly not return to the demonic realm with you.”She already knew that the demonic realm would open a world passage and invade in less than ten years. This primordial demon god had already descended and was currently exploring this land.

“You’re not strong enough yet. Don’t seek death right now.”Medusa smiled as she looked at her. “I cherish you greatly. You are a unique mortal, a mortal swordswoman, sharp and soaring, with a short lifespan. Even if I help you once, I cannot help you a second time. Your remaining lifespan won’t exceed a hundred years.”Sword cultivation is an extreme path. Once cultivated, one cannot simultaneously cultivate other paths. Even if one’s meridians aren't blocked, preventing cultivation of the ancient world’s meridian system, one also cannot cultivate meditation or the transcendent potion system.Medusa’s eyes shone with delight, as if she had found a precious jewel. She gently stroked the black hair of this ordinary-looking mortal girl. “Your sword qi of slaughter and your astonishing fighting spirit make you truly a magnificent, fleeting flower. Your path is very unique, embodying the essence of ‘defiance.’ Though limited by time, you are also not constrained by it. I hope that before you die of old age, you can catch up to me, who has lived for millennia, and fight me.”

“Don’t touch me.” The mortal girl glared at her, her eyes fierce.“Alright,” Medusa chuckled.

Medusa’s cultivation had, in fact, long since stagnated.Although she had lived for two millennia, Dao Changsheng, who had cultivated for less than three hundred years prior to his battle with Di Qi, had shattered the world with his Pangu True Body. His combat power was already close to hers, a Cthulhu-like deity. After Dao Changsheng reached his peak, he also began to stagnate. From his battle with Di Qi until now, several centuries had passed, and his combat power had also almost ceased to advance.They were stuck at the demigod realm. No matter how invincible they were within that realm, they would eventually be surpassed by newcomers unless they broke through to the eighth realm to achieve greater potential and heights.

A clash of auras, murderous intent permeated the entire room.Mengmei and her disciple, hiding nearby, began to feel terrified.These two people were actually fighting over a bookworm who had no self-awareness and only knew how to study!“Indeed, a love for learning makes me desirable,” Mengmei muttered to herself, half-joking.The little fox, Hu Haihan, got goosebumps. “Liu Wenjian has become so fierce since reverting from her old woman form! Is this what the true Butcher of Humans was like in her youth? She gives off such an overbearing aura, even daring to contend with a demon god. But Sister Mo Qiuli seems even happier after being scolded?”

“You’re too young,” Mengmei said, shaking her head as she lay on the windowsill. “She’s a severe masochist! Those who fear her, kneel to her, or are terrified of her, she’ll want to beat them to death. But those who scold her, who look like they’ll kill her one day, she actually smiles very happily.”“Huh???”The disciple’s eyes widened. She couldn’t comprehend the pursuits of the powerful.Mengmei, with her hands clasped behind her back, gazed profoundly at the three individuals diligently studying at the desk. “Disciple, if one day you reach the pinnacle of this world, where all dreams, money, and power that everyone yearns for are within your grasp, then you will understand what they truly pursue.”Although Mengmei understood this concept now, she still found herself unable to truly comprehend *them*!However, this pretense was certainly satisfying!

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