Chapter 16: A stunningly beautiful woman suddenly appears

“Is this all you’re capable of, Junior Brother Mo?”

Qin Wudi held a streak of Sword Qi in his hand.

His Sword Intent permeated the air, full of an overbearing aura.

Facing the Sword Qi Great Dragon before him, Mo Huaiyu also found it incredibly tricky.

The Spiritual Qi in the surrounding world began to become turbulent; he could no longer just sit and wait for death.

“SWORD PUNISHMENT!”

As his voice fell, Qin Wudi’s figure rapidly approached at an extremely high speed.

Mo Huaiyu’s impression of Sword Cultivators was that they struck extremely fast.

Unlike other cultivators who needed to form hand seals or circulate techniques, a Sword Cultivator’s Sword Qi would strike as soon as their intent moved.

In just a brief moment, dozens of streaks of Sword Qi slashed toward him.

The sharp Sword Qi grazed past the youth, some even tearing his clothes to reveal the fair, youthful skin underneath.

“Damn it! There’s more!”

Having just dodged a wave of attacks, Mo Huaiyu saw dozens more streaks of Sword Qi incoming.

He hurriedly executed his movement technique, barely managing to evade them.

“It’s time to end this!”

Qin Wudi grasped the Sword Qi, then swung his arm and threw it.

The Sword Qi Great Dragon behind him arrived before Mo Huaiyu in the blink of an eye.

“YIN-YANG DIAGRAM!”

Mo Huaiyu stared at the dragon attacking in an instant.

Without any hesitation, all the Yin and Yang Fire in his body surged out, condensing into a Yin-Yang Diagram in front of him.

It was about 1 zhang in diameter with the Yin-Yang fish symbols rotating slowly.

Behind it, dense Spiritual Qi meridians emerged, faintly resonating with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

*Boom!*

The Sword Qi Great Dragon crashed directly into the Yin-Yang Diagram.

As the Yin-Yang fish symbols rotated, they neutralized the sharp Sword Qi.

But he wasn’t over yet.

Mo Huaiyu clenched his palm, and Spiritual Power condensed into a giant blade.

Although it wasn’t a 40-meter blade, a 4-meter one was still quite large.

“Hah!”

Mo Huaiyu slashed down fiercely at the Sword Qi Great Dragon.

This single blow shattered most of Qin Wudi’s dragon, causing the Sword Qi to dissipate.

Holding the giant blade, he instantly squeezed out the last of his Spiritual Qi.

The Spiritual Power blade swelled again, reaching a length of 10 meters.

He leaped up, launching a startling strike toward Qin Wudi.

Just as Mo Huaiyu was about to strike Qin Wudi, a majestic phantom suddenly appeared behind him, instantly reaching nearly 100 meters in height.

It was crystal clear and constructed entirely of Sword Qi.

The phantom solidified in an instant; its face was identical to Qin Wudi’s, but it was expressionless and had bursting muscles.

“A Dharma Idol!”

Mo Huaiyu blurted out when he saw the massive figure.

He then looked at Qin Wudi.

“Senior Brother Qin, you’re using a Dharma Idol? That’s not something someone in the Dao Platform Realm should have.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Wudi’s lips curled into a contemptuous smile.

“Junior Brother Mo, should I say you’re naive or childish? I only said I would suppress my strength to the Dao Platform Realm; I never said I wouldn’t use my Dharma Idol.”

“I was surprised when you shattered my Sword Qi earlier, but now that my Dharma Idol has appeared, Junior Brother Mo, you’ve lost.”

The towering phantom brandished its giant sword and slashed down fiercely, instantly whipping up a hurricane that shattered the surrounding trees.

Dazzling sword light filled his field of vision as 10,000 streaks of Sword Qi flew out together.

With the power to split a mountain, the attack directly swallowed the youth’s small figure.

Even the ground within a 1,000-meter radius collapsed, leaving the area devastated and the earth broken.

Qin Wudi retracted his Dharma Idol and looked at the mess, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

“You’re just a mere Dao Platform Realm cultivator, yet you dared to challenge me? Who gave you the courage? It seems your defeat of the Blood-Colored Mad Blade, the 20th on the Prodigy List, was probably full of fluff.”

With the probe finished, Qin Wudi felt the encounter was dull.

His figure transformed into a streak of light and flew away.

After Qin Wudi left, a small, dirt-covered fist punched out of the ground, followed by a figure crawling out of the earth.

The youth stood in the ravine carved by the giant sword.

His once clean face was now covered in dust, and his clothes were tattered.

Surprisingly, however, there were no injuries on his body.

He was perfectly intact, though his clear eyes were now surging with a cold light.

He had heard every word Qin Wudi said.

Regarding the spar Qin Wudi mentioned, Mo Huaiyu had originally thought that since they were fellow disciples, he should avoid being too excessive.

Who knew this guy would actually use the power of a Dharma Idol?

Furthermore, that strike just now was clearly intended to cripple him.

The youth placed his finger on his chest, and a light flickered.

Since that was the case, he would show his true skills in the next match.

He would strike back hard and absolutely not show any mercy!

“I, Mo Huaiyu, will remember this! It won’t end this easily…”

Just as he was about to leave, his body stiffened.

A stunningly beautiful woman with an air of elegance appeared before him.

***

While Mo Huaiyu and Qin Wudi were in the middle of their fierce battle, a stunningly beautiful woman stood in the void, watching the duel from a distance.

Her face was like a lotus flower—elegant and refined, untainted by the world.

She perfectly embodied the saying about a lotus rising unsullied from the mud.

Her features were like a painting, her eyes glistening like rippling water, clear and full of gentleness.

Her 3,000 strands of black hair were held in place by a Lotus Jade Hairpin, while the rest cascaded down, making her look gentle and intellectual.

She wore a light pink and white dress with elegant colors; the hem gradually turned green.

As the breeze caught the fabric, it looked like a lotus flower swaying slowly.

Ming Yuhe had heard from her disciple about whether Mo Huaiyu could participate in the trial.

For anyone else, it might be uncertain, but with Mo Huaiyu’s status, it was definitely possible.

However, An Ruoxi’s constitution flared up with pain again, making her unable to move for the time being.

Ming Yuhe had no choice but to notify Mo Huaiyu herself.

When she reached the courtyard, she couldn’t find Mo Huaiyu.

Following the lingering aura, she found him, but the youth was currently in a fight.

Ming Yuhe stood silently in the distant void, taking in the entire duel.

She watched as Qin Wudi unleashed his moves without holding back.

Although his cultivation was indeed in the Dao Platform Realm, the power of those techniques was enough to rival the Divine Palace Realm.

She had intended to step in and stop it, but then Mo Huaiyu’s performance truly surprised her.

He actually blocked Qin Wudi’s techniques.

As a result, Ming Yuhe wanted to see just what kind of ability the Empress’s younger brother possessed.

She had heard about this young boy as well.

He had been in the spotlight at the Dao-Asking Convention.

If he were truly this outstanding, it would be a good destination for Ruoxi to marry him.

When she saw Mo Huaiyu manifest the Yin-Yang Diagram, her heart couldn’t help but be shocked even though she knew he had the Yin-Yang Dao Body.

As expected of a legendary Dao Body—even with only Dao Platform Realm strength, it could faintly resonate with the Great Dao.

While Ming Yuhe was dazed, she suddenly sensed the power of a Dharma Idol. Looking closely, she saw a massive phantom appear between heaven and earth.

It was a Dharma Idol!

A hint of anger flashed in her gentle, beautiful eyes.

Just as she was about to act, she suddenly perceived a heart-palpitating fluctuation from Mo Huaiyu.

This aura… it belonged to the Empress!

After Qin Wudi left, the boy’s small figure crawled out of the dirt.

His small face looked grave, and his emotions fluctuated wildly, but they soon stabilized.

Seeing the once clean and fair boy now in such a disheveled state, a trace of pity and affection rose in her heart.