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Book 4: Chapter 39: A Sword’s Flash Chills Nineteen Provinces

While Chen Heng interacted with the people watching the livestream, the heat finally burned through the black barrier. However, the attack was no longer as intense, so Ace and Nearl succeeded in blocking it.

“Alright, Amiya. You were very incredible. Leave the rest to me. Dobermann, bring them away first. I’ll catch up in a while.”

Ace held up his shield with two hands, protecting everyone. When Nearl’s shield broke, she moved to the back.

Even a fool would not believe Ace. However, it did not prevent these words from sounding very cool.

“Ace…” Dobermann wanted to say something but did not.

“Ace…no…Ace…” Amiya wanted to stop Ace but could only kneel on the ground, depleted of energy.

“Alright, just leave it to me.” A voice came from behind. Shining walked forward while holding her staff. Then she slowly drew the sword hidden in it.

“Shining, you…are you confident?” Nearl knew Shining was strong, but they faced the monster Talulah.

“I don’t know, but I must try at least.” Shining shook her head, as she had never faced a Caster as strong as Talulah before.

“Wait. Shining, lend me your sword.” Chen Heng stopped Shining right before she stepped forward to face Talulah.

“He Who Knows Fate?”

“Lend me your sword. I’m confident of winning.” Chen Heng extended his left hand, holding out his sniper rifle to Shining. He also extended his empty right hand to her for her sword.

Shining hesitated for a moment before taking the sniper rifle and handing her sword to Chen Heng.

After receiving the sword, Chen Heng ambled to Talulah.

“Oh? A Sniper like you knows how to use the sword too?”

“What a joke. I—Chen Heng—started practicing the sword at the age of seven. I reached consummation of my sword technique at the age of fourteen. Although I could not progress any further, I have continued practicing until now. While my sniping is stronger, I am a swordsman in my bones. Speaking of which, this is my first time fighting someone with the Chen Clan Sword Technique.” Chen Heng caressed Shining’s sword.

Shining’s sword was different from the one-meter-long sword Chen Heng normally used. This was broader and longer, but that would not affect Chen Heng in fighting with it.

Efreet: Hey! He Who Knows Fate is using a sword?

17-Year-Old Beautiful Young Lady: I recall that He Who Knows Fate comes from a sword cultivator clan. Unfortunately, he cannot convert to cultivation without the ancestral crystal.

Queen of Ice and Snow: I suddenly feel interested in that crystal.

Magus of Flowers: You can try competing with Chen Heng for it. See if he will fight you to the death.

Queen of Ice and Snow: Huh? I’m just interested. I’m not a sword cultivator. Why would I want that thing?

Umaru-chan: I thought He Who Knows Fate used abilities.

My abilities are my greatest strengths, but I value my sword technique the most.

“Chen Clan Sword Technique? How are you related to Yan’s Chen Clan?” Talulah’s heart skipped a beat at the mention of the Chen Clan Sword Technique; she did not immediately attack him.

“Which Chen Clan are you referring to?” Chen Heng felt startled when asked about his clan. He only reacted afterwards, remembering that this was not his world.

“Do you know Chen Huijie?”

“Not the same clan.” Chen Heng remembered Chen Huijie was the six-star Guard Ch’en. Ch’en and Talulah were of the same mother but different fathers.

[TL Note: Chen Huijie is the English transliteration of the Chinese name. However, her profile has Ch’en Hui-chieh as her full name. This is the English transliteration of her name in the Cantonese dialect. Since this novel was originally in Chinese, I’m using the transliteration of the Chinese name. Here is Ch’en’s profile: /wiki/Ch%27en/Story.]

“Is that so? Then no more nonsense…”

This woman changes even faster than flipping a page.

However, Chen Heng was already prepared. He removed the inner strength enveloping a medicinal pill he had consumed earlier, letting the medicinal pill take effect.

This pill was called the Golden Spiritual Pill. It lent martial artists the Spiritual Energy of a Golden Core Realm cultivator. As long as the body could take it, it would not cause any damage to the body.

The powerful sword moves of the Chen Clan relied on Spiritual Energy. After all, who would have imagined that a Chen Clan junior could not convert to cultivation?

This unfilial descendant—Chen Heng—seeks forgiveness from the ancestors for allowing the Chen Clan Sword Technique to resurface through reliance on a medicinal pill.

“Chen Clan Sword Technique, twenty-eighth sword,” Chen Heng muttered.

Chen Heng held the sword with his right hand, angled horizontally across his chest. Then he slid his left hand along the sword’s side, towards the tip. His hand moved gently, like caressing a lover.

The medicinal pill started to take effect. Spiritual Energy surged in Chen Heng’s body, flowing in a cycle along a pre-determined path of meridians. Then the Spiritual Energy poured into Shining’s sword, causing it to tremble from the stimulation. Shining’s sword was of good quality. Otherwise, it could not have endured the Spiritual Energy of a Golden Core Realm cultivator.

Chen Heng’s body emanated an incredibly sharp sword conception that rushed into the sky. All the operators who held swords felt their swords strangely tremble at a particular frequency. When observing carefully, they noticed the frequency was the same as that of the sword in his hand; this also applied to Talulah’s sword.

As the strongest swordsman besides Chen Heng, Shining seemed to see a huge illusory sword standing erect behind Chen Heng and extending to the sky out of sight. It felt like a hallucination.

Describing all this took a while, but the event itself only took a few seconds.

“Damn it! This fellow is causing a huge commotion.” Talulah suddenly realized she had underestimated Chen Heng. She initially thought Chen Heng would only be as strong as an ordinary Guard. Who knew he was capable of such a horrific aura?

While Chen Heng charged his attack, Talulah did the same. The temperature above her upraised left hand had already reached a point where the air roiled. Now, she dared not let Chen Heng continue charging his attack. She immediately tossed the blistering air at him. No, it could no longer be called air. It was more like an invisible flame.

“Cut!” Just as this invisible flame approached Chen Heng, he suddenly opened his eyes and swung the sword at Talulah. This sword strike seemed very casual, as if he had carelessly swung it. But…

The Chen Clan Sword Technique focused on the sword conception rather than the move itself.

The sword qi sweeps for fifteen thousand kilometers, a sword’s flash chills nineteen provinces.

[TL Note: The above line is from a Tang Dynasty poem. It means an unparalleled sword strike.]

Although these words were somewhat exaggerated, everyone felt this way in their heart. While they might not know this precise line, similar imageries occurred to them.

As a cold light flashed, the invisible flame rushing at Chen Heng scattered while the sword light he sent out did not stop.

The world seemed to pause for an instant before recovering to normal, making everyone wonder if they had hallucinated.

Crack! The sword in Chen Heng’s hand broke into two. Evidently, an ordinary sword could not endure this sword strike.