Night Without End

Chapter 1366 - 577: Peerless Grace (Part 2)

The three of them spoke one after another, one with a bearing as rich as jade, another with a peerless Immortal grace.

If it were known that Taiyi, the Sect Realm, and One Sword—the three top-ranked protectors—had all appeared together to act as protectors for Qin Ming, this kind of lineup would absolutely shake the world.

In the end, Qin Ming only kept the peerless Sword Immortal One Sword by his side, using her to familiarize himself with this state of resonance, moving silently through the Black and White Mountain Territory.

"From now on, I should go into stillness and cultivate, internally refine Dragon Tiger, and reach the Perfect Flawless Domain—that is my foremost task at present."

...

Outside, the waves were raging.

After those with ulterior motives stepped onto the stage, for several days in a row, they kept Qin Ming at the very eye of the storm.

He did not come out to respond; the Old Grandmasters of the rebirth road who knew his disposition all felt quite distressed, believing that he disdained to explain, silently endured, truly displaying the transcendent demeanor of "the clear are clear in themselves."

A group of old seniors, united in hatred against a common enemy, formed a Pro-Qin Alliance.

But the outside world was boiling like a cauldron, like a flood sweeping along the Great Trend; everyone was discussing whether Qin Ming was One Sword, opinions were all over the place, every kind of voice existed.

"I didn’t believe it at first, but then someone up above posted a Memory Crystal, with footage of One Sword stepping onto the Sword Fighting Platform and making a move. And you know, that kind of bearing really is somewhat similar to Qin Ming."

"Similar my ass. At the time, he was in Possession of the Stone Man to fight, and you can see that?"

"Look at the details, like the opening move—there’s at least a few strands of the same flavor."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! One Sword unleashed Divine Power at Silver River Gorge, cutting down Grandmasters one after another. No matter what, I cannot believe Qin Ming, who’s only been on the cultivation Method for a few years, can reach that step. I can’t match the states of those two people together at all—otherwise it’d be too outrageous!"

"Do you know what’s called an ’anomaly’?"

If all the voices leaned one way, it wouldn’t have caused such an uproar; it was precisely because it was full of controversy that it stirred up a tremendous storm.

Especially with even some Celebrities stepping in to get involved, it was hard not to set off a massive wave of public opinion.

"I suspect something big has happened; some Immortal Taoist has had a scandal. Pitiful Qin Ming and One Sword are being ’offered to Heaven’ to draw the Fire and divert attention."

"Don’t act like everyone else is drunk and only you are sober. This time, One Sword really has had his Foundation dug out."

Above the Nine Heavens, in a magnificent Immortal City, Cheng Xian and Xie Muzhe were naturally both paying attention to this matter. After someone shot the first arrow, they both joined in with their own move.

"The effect isn’t that great. How come no one is stepping out to personally verify it?"

"What’s the rush? Since someone has already fired at the target in the Void, let it ferment a bit more—then blood will naturally have to be drawn."

The two of them remained rather calm, just waiting to watch the bloody fun; in this kind of rhythm, stray arrows from all sides were bound to fly toward the target.

Xie Muzhe sneered and said, "One of the Great Grandmasters of my Star Mountain ’slipped up’ and said Qin Ming and One Sword share similar qualities. Even if they were the same person, it wouldn’t be impossible."

Cheng Xian swirled the fine wine in his luminous cup, glanced at him, and said, "That’s a bit too forced. Let the others wave the flags; just praise the young people of Black and White Mountain more, watch him cook in blazing Fire, flowers on brocade..."

Xie Muzhe nodded and said, "True enough. He’s not the real One Sword anyway, no need to care too much. Right now we just watch the show."

Blood Immortal, Longevity Residence, Purification House and the like—some gray organizations were all watching this affair, and with considerable gravity, sending people to investigate whether Qin Ming was indeed One Sword.

In the past, after they took a certain commission, they suffered heavy losses; now they might be able to uncover the truth—was it really the young man from Black and White Mountain who did it?

Someone asked with a grave expression, "If Qin Ming is One Sword, and can cut down Grandmasters, then what should we do?"

An Old Grandmaster from one of the gray organizations wore a sullen expression; he remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "If they’re one and the same, then we must do our utmost to resolve the old grievance."

They had detailed information on Qin Ming in their hands. If he had cultivated only a few years and was already a Grandmaster, that was truly too terrifying—he was definitely an "anomaly."

They worried that such a person might be an old monster reborn through Borrowing Body, perhaps one of those Forbidden methods, having stolen an extra lifetime.

"And if it can’t be resolved?"

"Then what’s there to say? Even if he has a background as vast as the sky, if he’s fated to be an enemy, we still have to act—and we must strike first to gain the upper hand, strangle him in the bud, not give him any chance of soaring to Chongxiao. Kill him early!"

Among Blood Immortal, Longevity Residence, Purification House, some Grandmasters were indeed decisive, each with eyes as deep as an abyss.

It could be said that undercurrents were surging now; many people’s gazes turned back toward Black and White Mountain, to the point that Outer Demons were circling, waiting.

Unexpectedly, the Black and White Mountain region remained calm and unruffled, no one daring to go deep.

Even the normally composed Cheng Xian and Xie Muzhe began to frown, at a bit of a loss for words. Turned out everyone shared their mindset—wanting to watch the bloody fun, but unwilling to step in themselves, not wanting to get stained with dust.

This quite suited Qin Ming’s own wishes; the colder certain people and affairs were treated, the faster they dissipated. The more seriously one confronted them, the deeper one sank into the Quagmire.

Let the wicked wind blow and the waves surge—so what? These people couldn’t even step into Black and White Mountain. Watching them in their fiery frenzy, in a carnival of archery, could they touch even a hair on his body?

Once this Demonic wind blew over, he would then stroll onto the stage at his leisure, give a lukewarm verdict and a tidy summary—likely enough to infuriate those who had been shouting themselves hoarse.

For now, all he needed to do was ignore it.

Outside, the disturbances continued, never dying down.

Among them, a small group truly was "obsessed" with the Silk Scripture.

And among that group, a few individuals had significant backgrounds and lofty self-regard, believing that if they could obtain the Secret Book left behind by Master Qin, they wouldn’t even need any Guiding to get on the path—they could directly cultivate Chaos Force.

In the end, this led to the Cui Family bearing tremendous pressure.