First Immortal of the Sword

After drinking to excess, Sword Cultivator Yun Du sprawled out and fell asleep atop a stretch of white clouds. Suddenly, he sat up and took a talisman out of his sleeves. After examining it briefly, he exhaled, and all signs of drunkenness vanished from his face.

“Acquiring this Eternal Throne would be a blessing, while losing it would be the will of fate. More importantly... This is a chance to fight to my heart’s content!”

Yun Du rose, his heart full of anticipation.

He was a sword cultivator, but it had been a long, long time since he’d last drawn his weapon.

This was for one simple reason. He was building up his sword intent. Now, the time had finally come to reveal his sharp edge!

......

Outside the window, it was pouring rain. Autumn leaves drifted through the air.

Yan Xiaosheng was sipping from a cup of tea. He was Heavenly Sovereign E’s ninth son, as well as the infamous Heavenly Monarch of Calamity. But those who saw him would find it difficult to describe him as “vicious.” On the contrary, he had an elegant, scholarly air about him, as if he spent his time immersed in his studies.

When he heard that it was time to begin the Struggle for Heavenly Fate, he slowly set down his cup, gazed into the autumn rains outside the window, and murmured something decidedly out of place for someone so seemingly elegant.

“Getting old but refusing to die is a sin. It’s about time those geezers relinquished their positions!”

With that, he rose and stepped out into the rain, bringing his bookish air with him.

......

Ling Wenxuan was in a terrible mood. Someone had broken their defensive formation, rescued Luo Yan, and kidnapped his son, Ling Moyun. He and his father had been reduced to laughingstocks. Thus, he’d been in an absolutely terrible mood. He could barely keep his anger and hatred under control.

So, when he saw that it was time to participate in the Struggle for Heavenly Fate, he’d already made up his mind. This time, he was going to vent until he was good and satisfied!

......

“Young Mistress, given your status, there’s really no need for you to participate in this so-called Struggle for Heavenly Fate,” Granny Snake said with a sigh. “If you do, you’ll reveal yourself, and if...”

Lian Yue smiled and interrupted her. “I’ve already made up my mind. Don’t bother trying to dissuade me.”

Granny Snake fell briefly silent. “Young Mistress, forgive me for overstepping, but you have no need for an Eternal Throne. Why participate?”

“I just want to test myself,” said Lian Yue.

Granny Snake laughed bitterly.

“Lian Yue.” A middle-aged man in a wide belt and a tall hat walked over.

This was Daoist Five Harmonies, a high elder of the Court of the Southern Heavens, as well as Heavenly Sovereign Changhen’s martial nephew. He was one of the three mightiest Heavenly Monarchs in his sect, and his seniority was beyond even the sect leader’s!

He was also among the participants in the upcoming Struggle for Heavenly Fate.

“What business do you have with me, High Elder?” Lian Yue said with a bow.

Daoist Five Harmonies instinctively moved further away. Shockingly, it seemed he was unwilling to accept Lian Yue’s bow.

He waved hurriedly. “Lian Yue, the founder commanded us to travel together. That way, we can look out for each other.”

His gaze was warm and gentle. He was a high elder, a lofty authority figure, yet he spoke to Lian Yue with the utmost politeness and respect.

Lian Yue pondered briefly, then agreed. “I’ll just have to trouble you then, High Elder.”

“It’s no trouble at all,” Daoist Five Harmonies said with a laugh. “On the contrary, traveling with you is an honor!”

That was no way for a high elder to speak to a disciple, but Granny Snake didn’t find it at all strange. He must have learned some of the truth from Heavenly Sovereign Changhen. That’s why he’s treating the young mistress with such respect.

“Let’s get going, then,” said Lian Yue, unwilling to linger any further. The three of them promptly set off.

......

Whoosh!

A little boat shuttled through the sky, carrying Su Yi and Ling Moyun.

They’d already crossed multiple continents. By now, they weren’t far from the Literati Continent.

“Where exactly are you taking me?” Ling Moyun frowned.

Su Yi raised a jug of wine, sprawled out leisurely by the head of the boat, and drank, letting the passing wind brush his face and blow through his hair.

“I’m going to participate in the Struggle for Heavenly Fate,” Su Yi said casually. “Your father and grandfather will be there, too.”

“???” Ling Moyun’s eyes widened in disbelief. “By yourself? You seriously think you can participate in the Struggle for Heavenly Fate? Are you worthy?”

Su Yi took a sip of wine and disregarded him, but Ling Moyun had completely lost his cool. He continued, “You’ve got to be lying to me. I know about the Struggle for Heavenly Fate. There’ll be numerous Heavenly Sovereigns, and all of them want you dead! How could you possibly be so bold? Are you trying to throw your life away?”

Su Yi couldn’t help but laugh. Ling Moyun’s words were grating to the ears, but there was no denying one thing: the vast majority of the populace saw it the same way. Anyone who found out he intended to participate in the Struggle for Heavenly Fate would assume he was sick of living!

“You’re laughing?” said Ling Moyun, instantly agitated. “Seems to me that you’ve really gone insane! You underestimate yourself, and you don’t know the meaning of the word death!”

“Shouldn’t you be happy that I’m going to my death?” said Su Yi, finally breaking his silence.

Ling Moyun fell silent, his expression shifting and uncertain.

“I’ll naturally let you reunite with your father and grandfather before I send you on your way,” Su Yi said casually. “Your father tried to use you to force your mother to betray her sect, so I’ll just have to see whether or not I can use you to force your father to betray your grandfather.”

A chill coursed through Ling Moyun’s spine. So, he brought me with him with such malicious intentions!

“Of course, so long as they follow the rules of the Struggle for Heavenly Fate, I will too,” Su Yi said casually. “But if they break the rules, you’ll be the first one sacrificed.”

He rose, then smiled at Ling Moyun. “You’d best consider how important you really are to your father.”

Then, without waiting for a response, he imprisoned Ling Moyun in his sleeves.

Su Yi gazed into the distance. How will the Heavenly Sovereigns respond when they see me arrive at the Struggle for Heavenly Fate? I bet the looks on their faces will be hilarious!

......

Outside the Port of the Literati Continent, atop the River of Destiny.

The experts soon to participate in the Struggle for Heavenly Fate arrived, one after another.

The seven Heavenly Sovereigns had each taken a seat in different parts of the stands. They were watching the proceedings in silence.

Just enough time to burn a stick of incense remained before the competition began. Most of the competitors had already arrived.

Practically all of them were either long-famous, long-established experts like the leader of the Taiwu Sect and Ancestor Guang Ji of Eternal Lightning Court, ordazzling, unparalleled geniuses of the younger generation like Yan Xiaosheng.

In other words, every last one of the participants was unquestionably an expert at the very pinnacle of the Eternal Heavens Domain, a supreme powerhouse among Heavenly Monarchs!

But when they reached the arena, practically all of the Heavenly Monarchs, no matter their status or cultivation, restrained their auras. None of them dared to act recklessly.

This was for the simple reason that there were a full seven Heavenly Sovereigns here to oversee things!

There was no need for the Heavenly Sovereigns to say or do anything. The auras emanating from them were enough to put immense pressure on the Heavenly Monarchs. The atmosphere was stifled and oppressive.

When Wang Zhiwu arrived, he instantly drew numerous gazes.

Inwardly, he gasped. Fuck! If I’d known it would be like this, I wouldn’t have come.

This lineup was just too immense. It was only now that he’d arrived that he felt the immense, formless pressure.

However, on the surface, he retained his usual calm.

This time, he wasn’t traveling alone. He was accompanied by a short old man.

The old man was bony, with a red nose and slanted eyes. He wore thick, red Daoist robes, and he stuck to Wang Zhiwu like a shadow, humble and servile as could be.

The old man seemed to notice Wang Zhiwu’s unease, so he hurriedly transmitted, “Young Lord, rest assured. With this old servant here, nothing will go wrong.”

“Nonsense! Can you beat Heavenly Sovereigns?” Wang Zhiwu said irritably.

The old man was called Mu Yu, and he said he was from a faction known as the “Sect of Endlessness.” He was the disciple of its Chief Libationer.

The most ridiculous part was that the old man stubbornly insisted that Wang Zhiwu was the founder of his sect!

Mu Yu had appeared out of nowhere not long after Wang Zhiwu returned to the Eternal Heavens Domain, then stuck to him like taffy. Try as he might, there was no getting rid of him.

The old man seemed like a charlatan or a swindler, but Wang Zhiwu had grown accustomed to having him around.

Moreover, he could never have participated in the Struggle for Heavenly Fate if not for Mu Yu. He wasn’t sure what kind of trick Mu Yu had pulled, but he’d actually managed to snag a spot from Heavenly Sovereign Wuxu of Eternal Lightning Court!

Wang Zhiwu had seen Mu Yu in a new light ever since. He finally understood that his tagalong really wasn’t simple!

But Wang Zhiwu still didn’t believe he was the founder of the so-called Sect of Endlessness. That had to be nonsense.

If he was really from the Far Shore of Destiny, and if he was really the founder of some sect, what was he doing muddling around here?

“Heavenly Sovereigns?” Mu Yu’s turbid eyes glanced imperceptibly at the seven of them. Then, he nodded, bowed, and said, “Young Master, if you command it, I’ll risk these old bones. I’m sure I can...”

“Enough!” Wang Zhiwu. He smacked Mu Yu on the back of the head, then said, “Have a look around! Is this any place for shameless boasting? What if the Heavenly Sovereigns hear you? Are you trying to get me killed?”

Mu Yu rubbed the back of his head and laughed dryly.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly Sovereigns looked over. They were initially somewhat curious as to who this Mu Yu person was, but when they saw him smile obsequiously even after Wang Zhiwu smacked him, they promptly lost interest.

Except for Heavenly Sovereign Wuxu. His eyelids twitched, and he gasped inwardly. Wang Zhiwu sure is bold! How dare he treat that senior with such disrespect!

But Heavenly Sovereign Wuxu didn’t say anything. That senior had already commanded him not to reveal anything. Moreover, he’d come to the Struggle for Heavenly Fate purely as a spectator. His goal was to ensure Wang Zhiwu’s safety; he wasn’t going to get involved in anything else.

Suddenly, the crowd stirred.

Lian Yue and Daoist Five Harmonies of the Court of the Southern Heavens had just arrived.

Lian Yue in particular drew numerous gazes. She was only in the Unfettered Realm, yet here she was, a participant in the Struggle for Heavenly Fate. Who wouldn’t have paid attention to something so unusual?

Most shocking of all, when she arrived, Heavenly Sovereign Changhen himself rose to greet her with a smile, and he personally invited Lian Yue to sit by his side!

Countless onlookers’ gazes shifted inscrutably.

Strange. It seems there are others as unusual as the founder’s clone mixed in with the participants, thought Mu Yu. His eyes flashed, and his brow furrowed. He could sense that there was something strange about Lian Yue.

Aside from her, there were a few other participants that Mu Yu had taken note of. All of them seemed somehow strange, just like Lian Yue!

I’m afraid this Struggle for Heavenly Fate is going to be quite eventful... he murmured to himself.

Suddenly, startled cries rang out. The whole area boiled over, like a pot blowing off its lid.

The newest arrival had instantly become the center of attention.

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