Chapter 77: Sealed Marquis? Three Blades Are Enough to Kill You Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱
The battle had raged for a full day and night.
Even so, Ye Wushang felt unsatisfied, his fighting spirit still simmering beneath the surface.
Mu Xiyao, having endured the aftermath of the Dragon Lust Incense Powder, had collapsed multiple times from exhaustion. Though her body ached, she clung to Ye Wushang with fierce determination, refusing to let him go.
Ye Wushang could only sigh inwardly, adjusting his movements with utmost care to avoid harming her further.
When Mu Xiyao finally awoke, a wave of pain surged through her.
She frowned slightly, fragments of the previous night flashing through her mind chaotic, intense, and overwhelming.
Her cheeks flushed crimson as she glanced at Ye Wushang, still asleep beside her.
Was it me? Did I push him too far? Will he think I’m shameless?
The uncertainty gnawed at her. She quietly dressed, cast one last glance at him, and slipped away.
But the moment she left, Ye Wushang’s eyes opened.
He had sensed her inner turmoil and chosen not to wake hoping to spare her embarrassment. He considered calling out, but hesitated.
“Forget it, I’ll propose when the time is right.”
He remained in the cave, and as his cultivation stirred from their union, he broke through to the Eighth Layer of the Manifestation Realm after half a month of closed-door meditation.
Unbeknownst to him, his name had already spread across the major domains.
His slaying of Dongfang Lu and the opening of the mysterious stone gate had made him a legend, the lone powerhouse from the humble Canglan Domain who now stood above all others in the Ascending Dragon Secret Realm.
Even the Nine-Headed Blackwater Jiao had submitted to the aura leaking from the gate proof of the treasures within.
Now, as the secret realm reopened after a year, only seventy-some cultivators emerged from the original 108.
Their clans could only sigh. In a realm filled with top-tier prodigies from every domain, revenge was nearly impossible.
As survivors exited, powerful elders rushed forward to gather intel. Slowly, the truth of what had transpired began to spread.
And many eyes turned toward Ye Wushang filled with curiosity, awe, and veiled intent.
Ye Wushang ignored them all. His gaze remained fixed on Mu Xiyao.
Today, she wore a loose violet robe instead of her usual form-fitting attire. Though it concealed her figure, it couldn’t hide her ethereal beauty.
She had matured her features softer, her aura deeper. But she didn’t return his gaze.
Ye Wushang sighed. She’s still not ready. I’ll wait.
He turned to leave, planning to return to the Ye Clan and consult with Yue Rushuang about how to approach Mu Xiyao.
But someone stepped in his path.
“Ye Wushang, please wait.”
A middle-aged man at the Sixth Layer of the Cave Heaven Realm blocked his way.
Suppressing his irritation, Ye Wushang frowned. “What is it?”
The man smiled faintly. “I’m curious about what you found inside the stone gate. Care to share?”
Ye Wushang’s expression turned cold. “And if I refuse?”
The man’s aura surged. “Then you won’t leave here today.”
“You’re threatening me?”
He was a former prodigy himself, now a titled Sealed Marquis. To him, Ye Wushang was just another junior.
Ye Wushang scanned the surroundings. More experts were closing in on their intent.
They want the secrets of the gate. And they won’t let me go without them.
A grin tugged at his lips.
Perfect. I’ve been craving a real fight.
He summoned the Zhan Yue Blade. A terrifying blade intent erupted, shaking the air.
Even top-tier cultivators like Chu Taicang and Wang Wudao flinched.
They had hoped their own breakthroughs would narrow the gap. But Ye Wushang’s aura now felt even more oppressive.
Still, Sealed Marquis-level experts weren’t easily intimidated.
The middle-aged man smirked. “You want to fight me? Don’t regret it.”
Ye Wushang’s smile deepened.
“Fight you? No. I’m going to kill you.”
Gasps rippled through the crowd.
“He wants to kill a Sealed Marquis?”
“That’s madness! He’s only at the Eighth Layer of the Manifestation Realm!”
“Even if he’s talented, the gap is too wide!”
“The Marquis was once a top prodigy himself. Ye Wushang is courting death!”
Indeed, Sealed Marquis-level cultivators could crush ordinary Cave Heaven experts. This man had once ranked on the Hidden Dragon List and had explored the stone gate himself.
The Marquis’s face darkened.
“Kill me? Then let’s see how you plan to do that.”
Ye Wushang’s voice was ice.
The sky trembled. Mountains echoed with thunder.
His blade sliced through the air, a strike so sharp it forced nearby cultivators to stagger backward.
The Marquis’s expression changed. He hadn’t expected such killing intent nor the suffocating pressure.
He drew his sword, unleashing Fourth-Layer Sword Intent and his personal Cave Heaven domain.
The clash carved a vacuum in the sky. Their figures collided again and again, blade and sword singing a deadly duet.
To everyone’s shock, Ye Wushang held his own, matching a full realm above him.How is this possible?
After half a stick of incense, the two separated.
The Marquis looked grim. Even at full power, he couldn’t defeat Ye Wushang.
This boy’s talent must not be allowed to live.
Murderous intent filled his eyes.
Ye Wushang stood tall, gaze unwavering.
“Sealed Marquis? Overrated. Three blades are enough to kill you.”
His words echoed across the battlefield shaking the hearts of all who heard.